"Beizhen Fusi?"

When Yang Que heard these four words, he became very angry and yelled:

"I haven't seen that your second grandfather is very angry? Are you here to bring bad luck to me?

Regardless of Fusi in the North Town and Fusi in the South Town, they are all gone! Lock them outside!"

Because of that Liaodong mud-legged man, the Duke of Liang lost face several times in a row.

Unexpectedly, the other party was backed by Beizhen Fusi, and also had connections between Qin Tianjian and Dong Palace, so he could never be suppressed.

It feels like a lump in the throat, which is quite uncomfortable.

"Second Master..."

The butler in a silk robe was scolded and scolded, his expression was stern, and he did not dare to say anything.

I had to stand frozen at the foot of the flower hall, my feet seemed to be stuck, and I didn't move even a step.

Turn your sincere eyes towards the dignified and generous third lady, as if asking for help.

Yang Ping'er's bright eyes flashed, and she obediently handed over a cup of tea and said softly:

"Second brother, let's calm down your anger. Why should you be angry for someone who has nothing to do with you?

The unusual Yamen of Beizhen Fusi is the central institution facing the saint.

We still need to know some etiquette, so as not to be caught by the Yushitai later and read a book."

Yang Que's sinister expression gradually softened, and he felt that what his little sister said made sense.

But he still maintained a tough tone and sneered:

"Let those poor and rotten people go to participate in the ginseng! They have nothing to do after eating all day long, staring at trivial things the size of sesame seeds!

When the Duke's government bought more land, they said we were occupying fertile land. When my father held a birthday party, he said it was excessive and overstepping the rules of etiquette... I'm always good at finding fault with the eggs!

Fortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince has a clear mind and knows who is the most important minister of the country, so he was not provoked by Yushitai!

They don’t even think about who is the outsider!"

After hearing what the second brother said, Yang Ping'er frowned slightly and stopped talking.

From the failure of his father's previous visit to the capital, we can see that the East Palace has a cold attitude and may not rely heavily on the Duke of Liang's Mansion.

According to her understanding, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who has overseen the country for twenty years, knows how to keep a low profile and use power to check and balance.

There is also no lack of determination to use thunderous means and kill fiercely.

The relationship between the Duke's Mansion and the East Palace may not be as close as before.

"It's already this hour, why hasn't dinner started yet?"

Yang Que drank several cups of tea, and the anger in his heart was reduced a lot, and he said:

"Let the people from Fusi, Beizhen, wait outside the door, waiting for me to have dinner and fill my stomach before talking about anything else."

The housekeeper lowered his hands, looked embarrassed, and muttered:

"It's a hundred households..."

Yang Que was quite impatient, wondering why this slave didn't pay attention today, and cursed:

"Hundred households? A mere sixth-grade official. Do you want me, the second master, to open the middle door, sweep the streets, and kneel down to greet you?

When did the threshold for the Duke's Mansion become so low?!"

You know, he used to go out to socialize.

When the senior officials of the six departments saw him, they would sell him some thin noodles and call him a good nephew.

If the character is lower, the relationship is far away, and the birth is different.

Then you have to be respectful and call him "Second Young Master".

A member of the fifth rank like Meng Changhe, with a thousand households, clinging to the Duke's mansion is still groveling, let alone a member of the sixth rank of a hundred households!

"When I went back to the second master, he said his surname was Ji."

The housekeeper replied a little aggrievedly.

"He also said... He also said that he had an edict from the East Palace in his hand!"

Your last name is Ji?

Yang Que's face trembled, and he clenched the armrest of the seat with his right palm, a sinister look flashing in his eyes.

"Ji Jiulang came to visit? Could it be that he came to raise an army to investigate the crime?

Well done! Do you think you can turn the world around just by relying on the prince's respect?

Ridiculous, let him in!"

He was still sitting on the big chair, not moving or getting up.

My father is like this on weekdays. He remains calm when big events happen, and his expression remains unchanged even when the mountains collapse.

An edict from the East Palace is not enough to make me panic and panic.

"Second brother, the decree is coming, so we should go out to greet him."

Yang Ping'er looked at the butler's hurried back and hesitated.

"Little sister is confused! We represent the face of our father.

What if just because of an edict, we go to war and stage a massive battle?

When it spread to the ears of outsiders, they thought that the Duke’s government had bowed its head to the mud-legged man!”

Yang Que's voice was low, and there seemed to be disdain in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Ji Jiulang can't make any waves.

Even if Dong Gong pulls the tiger skin to make a banner, what can he do?

Is it possible that you still want to accuse me and put me in jail? I am the son of the Duke! How dare Beizhen Fusi move?!"

Yang Ping'er remained silent and lowered her head.

She also thinks that the second brother is right, even if Zhao Wulie fails in his errand.

However, the general traces have been wiped clean.

The blood eagle dead soldiers were used, and the scapegoats Yan Sheng and Meng Changhe were found.

Even if Ji Yuan has ironclad evidence, how can he implicate the Duke's government?

Even if he takes ten thousand steps back, even if he can be convicted, will Dong Gong take the huge risk of causing turmoil in the court and offend his own father?

"It's just that... those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

The previous few times have all proved that if you underestimate Ji Jiulang, you will often pay a heavy price."

Yang Ping'er's heart was inexplicably clouded, as if she had an unknown premonition.

……

……

Liang Guogong's Mansion, outside the door.

Ji Yuan, who was sitting in the carriage, patiently played with the high-ranking edict.

The white jade shaft is painted with the shape of an auspicious crane and a soaring dragon, containing wisps of light purple aura.

"Ji Baihu, the steward of Duke Liang's Mansion opened the side door and asked me to wait in."

The blue-robed eunuch driving the car opened the curtain and said respectfully.

"Between father and son, there is a continuous line of domineering arrogance.

It's just that Yang Hong's arrogance is because he is a military master and has the ability to follow the dragon.

But Yang Gu... is just a dandy who enjoys wealth and honor by resting on his father's merits.

If you dare to show off to the East Palace, you will lose your own weight!"

Ji Yuan sneered, stood up and got out of the carriage.

The accompanying eunuch in blue robe followed behind.

The housekeeper led a group of guards and stood on the sixth level steps.

They lined up in a queue, with the side door wide open, respectfully welcoming the decree from the East Palace.

Generally speaking, there are strict rules on how to open the gate of a prince's family.

At the main entrance in the middle, only the saint and the prince can go all the way to the end.

That is, open all the doors of the middle gate, the ceremonial gate, the hall, the pavilion, the flower hall, the main hall, and the inner courtyard.

The eaves on both sides are hung with big red lights, like a long dragon, which is very spectacular.

This shows the grandeur of the momentum!
To be continued...