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Chapter 60 Never Expected

Chapter 60 Never expected

Song Shimiao left the Prime Minister's Mansion dejectedly, holding back the evil fire in his stomach.

Who did he offend? Why did he want to take the blame for Zhao Fengnian?

It was him, Zhao Fengnian, who got married, but he didn't get married by himself. He provided money and effort, and had both sides. Now he has to be scolded on his behalf, and he can't even get a word of thanks.

I really can't bear it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the more I think about it when I step back, the more I lose.

He was originally going to Prince Ning's Mansion, but after thinking about his debt-ridden face, he asked the driver to turn around and go back to Yunliang Pavilion.

He swore that he would never care about Zhao Fengnian again, and he would not be able to lose any shame anyway.

As a result, the next day he was very upset again, so he went to give him injections and dressings, and tried to find ways to make him feel better.

The wedding day is approaching, and autumn has arrived in a flash. The scorching heat has passed, leaving the courtyard full of fallen leaves and yellow flowers.

Rong Niang visited Ruixue once and stayed with her for half a day, telling her some interesting stories about Kyoto.

I actually made up for her birthday gift and gave her a set of hairdressing as a wedding ceremony.

The relationship between the two is more harmonious than before. Ruixue likes this girl, but he has no intention of becoming a heart-to-heart friend with her.

She prefers to get along with people like Huaiyu, because she can learn a lot from Huaiyu.

But if she wants to reach a happy ending in this world, she must expand her network of contacts and integrate into their circle.

Ruixue could not do these things before. It was too difficult for her to make friends and develop interpersonal relationships.

But now she has to master these skills and improve herself.

Integrating into them and getting along with them will make it possible to achieve mutual benefit with them in the future and achieve your own goals.

These girls, who are about the same age as Wanwan, will become the matrons of various wealthy families in Kyoto in the near future.

And some power can be firmly held in the hands of the women in the backyard.

Huaiyu made Ruixue see this, so now that she has the opportunity to become friends with them, Ruixue must seize the opportunity.

She originally wanted to hold a farewell bachelor party before getting married, and only invite wealthy ladies of similar age to get acquainted with them first, and then go to Ning Prince's Mansion and start dating slowly.

But Huaiyu said it was too difficult. Few noble ladies were allowed to visit other people's homes alone. They usually followed their wives.

Ruixue took a rest and thought.

There has been no movement from Jiang Huai's side, and Ruixue couldn't help but mutter, how could he let me go so easily.

The news from the village is also normal.

In fact, Ruixue didn't know that Jiang Huai was more anxious than him now, but he was also so anxious now that he really couldn't care about the land in Shibalipu.

The problem was the bills he had doubled.

Jiang Huai once swore that he would never engage in loss-making business in this life, and it would never be that easy to cut him off.

The money was spent on Prince Ning, and he could not go to Prince Ning to ask for it, because in the eyes of outsiders, he was Prince Ning's father-in-law after all.

But someone has to fill the hole for King Ning.

There was no one else but the Holy One. The Holy One was Zhao Fengnian's uncle, so he had to drag him through the muddy waters of their uncle and nephew.

After the morning court that day, he took the bill and entered the royal study of the Holy Emperor.

As soon as he entered the imperial study room, Jiang Huai felt a little regretful. If he had known that the minister who was not dealing with him today was here, he would not have come.

He knelt down to salute and say hello. The minister glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, with a proud expression on his face, and was given a seat by the Holy One.

Jiang Huai stood up, knowing that today's matter could not be done, and it was not easy to come in, bow and leave, so he could only sit down and participate in the conversation.

When he came out, he was extremely angry, but he still had to congratulate the minister who was one level below him without changing his expression.

I couldn't help but say a few sour words, but Shangshu laughed heartily.

Jiang Huai looked at his proud back and almost gritted his teeth. Why should his daughter-in-law marry Prince Ning and his daughter-in-law marry the prince?

He could no longer understand the emperor's intentions more and more.

At the beginning, the Holy Emperor told him: "As long as Jiang Qing gives up the prime minister's legitimate daughter, I can reorganize the military and political affairs in the northern border. Jiang Qing should know that this has been my long-cherished wish. Jiang Qing is willing to help me."

The emperor has said this, can Jiang Huai refuse? He is so embarrassed that he will not hesitate to do so.

But what's the situation now? We haven't got the northern border in our hands yet. Do we want to burn down the bridge? Do we think we can't use it anymore?

By assigning the daughter of the Shangshu family to the prince, wouldn't the old Shangshu be putting pressure on himself? This matter must not be left alone.

A few days later, Jiang Huai's mood improved, and the bill in his hand doubled again, to more than 40,000 taels of silver. He decided to get it back from the Holy Spirit today.

Before the court meeting started, I asked if anyone would go to the royal study room to meet the saint today. I was relieved when I received a positive answer.

But something happened at the court meeting that made him feel a little nervous.

When the father-in-law shouted out the sentence: "If there is something to do, I will go back to the court. If there is nothing to do, I will retreat from the court." Jiang Huai had already recited the words of the meeting with the saint silently several times.

Unexpectedly, the voice came from the end of the line: "I have this performance."

He could only continue to stand patiently and lamented that these low-class court officials were too ignorant.

After he listened to the man's memorial, he really wanted to rush up and strangle him to death.

But to deal with this kind of low-life, it is not his turn as the leftist prime minister to come forward, but he has not yet waited for the people in his circle to speak up for him.

The one sitting on top clapped his hands and said: "Very good, very good. He is indeed a good courtier who is loyal to the emperor and loves the people. I have approved this memorial. Let's start working on it immediately."

Finally, someone couldn't help but come out to object, and Jiang Huai hurriedly stepped forward.

"Your Majesty is wise, and I second my opinion."

Voices of support came one after another, and many people looked at Jiang Huai at a loss.

The memorial was about trade with Bishui. Resuming diplomatic relations with Bishui and opening the dock was not a trivial matter.

This matter has been discussed for a long time, and it is beneficial to both the country and the people. The general direction has been discussed. It is a definite matter. It is only a matter of time.

Jiang Huai has never been able to obtain the land deed for Shibalipu, so he has been suppressing the matter. If he is not ready, the matter cannot be started.

Otherwise, his interests will be damaged, and he will waste a lot of energy trying to make up for it in the future. The same reason applies to his colleagues who collude with him.

Jiang Huai is very confident in his position in the court. As long as he doesn't mention it, this matter can be delayed.

But he never expected that a low-ranking official of Honglu Temple would dare to read this book.

He almost fell over after taking a breath. After calming down, he realized that he could never speak out against this matter, nor could the people under him.

Otherwise, if you pull out the carrot and bring out the mud, how could the Holy Spirit not see the tricks of these people after sitting in that position for more than ten years?

Fortunately, he saved the day and walked out of the court meeting, already sweating.

Let’s wait and deal with the bills and so on.

①Honglu Temple [hóng lú sì] is in charge of signatures. In ancient times, it was an official office in charge of tribute and celebration ceremonies. It received foreign guests and dealt with diplomatic issues.
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