Chapter 910 909 [It’s not that I won’t report it]

Looking at Liu Xian's very complicated expression, Pei Yue continued: "Actually, I can roughly guess the purpose of His Highness's visit today. If it is as guessed by some people in the capital, why can't I agree to His Majesty? Even if it is Princess Pingyang

Marrying her back to the house and being treated like an ancestor and treating her with courtesy every day is enough to preserve the prosperity and wealth of the Pei family for two generations."

Liu Xian sighed lightly.

He had to admit that what Pei Yue said made sense and was a method that most people would adopt.

Pei Yue said in a calm and resolute tone: "No matter whether there is a marriage or not, I will try my best to support His Highness's great cause. If Your Majesty insists on granting a marriage, then I can only resist and disobey. Even if Your Majesty has the means to suppress it,

I bow my head, because after Princess Pingyang gets married, he will not be able to go to my house and keep an eye on her every day."

Liu Xian smiled bitterly and said: "Just calm down, why are you doing this..."

Pei Yue said calmly: "I am very calm, otherwise I would not speak frankly to His Highness. What I just said is just that I hope that Your Highness will know that, firstly, I will do my best to help His Highness win the position of crown prince, and secondly, I have an engagement and a

We will get married in a few months, and I can no longer accept the princess's offer of marriage. I know that Your Highness values ​​blood ties and family ties, and you definitely don't want to see Princess Pingyang entrusting you to an unjust person, so I sincerely ask Your Highness to come forward and make a difference."

He stood up and saluted with his hands in hand.

Liu Xian quickly tried to dissuade him, with a hesitant look on his face.

He was no longer as ignorant as before, and naturally understood the deep meaning of his father's decision to marry Pingyang to Pei Yue. Although he did not think that Pei Yue would become a traitor and traitor, doing so could indeed prevent problems in the bud.

However, today Pei Yue publicly stated that he would support him and showed his sharp skills in a very short period of time.

The most important thing is that Pei Yue is not only strong in his own ability, but can also bring support from many courtiers to Liu Xian.

If these profit calculations are not important enough, Pei Yue's last words hit Liu Xian's fate.

Emperor Kaiping could force Pei Yue to bow his head and marry Princess Pingyang, but he could never force him to live happily and lovingly with the princess. Under Pei Yue's clear attitude, Princess Pingyang's life after getting married was destined to be no different from being a widow.

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Liu Xian was shocked. He finally understood the reason why Pei Yue was so candid today.

The status of a princess is noble, but usually only before leaving the palace. After getting married, if she meets a husband whose temperament is not compatible with her, she will mostly have to endure it secretly. If she breaks out frequently and makes people embarrassed, it will only attract ridicule from the world. Liu Xian is well aware of Princess Pingyang's behavior.

As for her temper, if she was subjected to Pei Yue's cold face every day after marrying into the Zhongshan Marquis Mansion, I'm afraid she would go crazy soon.

Pei Yue was able to talk to this extent, and it was obvious that he sincerely made friends with him. Liu Xian couldn't help but said with a hint of gratitude: "I understand, even if a happy event cannot happen, it cannot turn into a bad thing."

Pei Yue breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head slightly and said, "I'll leave this matter to Your Highness."

Liu Xian said firmly: "I will go back to the palace to find my father and mother. Fortunately, this matter has not been made public. It is not difficult to cover it up. Don't worry, it concerns Pingyang and your life.

I will definitely try my best.”

Pei Yue bowed again and then personally sent the eldest prince outside the mansion. He did not return to the mansion in a hurry until the prince's carriage left the mansion in a hurry.

The winter wind was biting, but a bright and bright smile appeared on Pei Yue's face, humming some unknown western tune.

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For the vast majority of people in Kyoto, in the twelfth lunar month of winter when water turns to ice, the most comfortable thing is to stay at home, call a few close friends, and warm up a few pots of hot wine by the fire.

If I get another two kilograms of high-quality dog ​​meat, I'm afraid I wouldn't change it even if I gave it to a god.

In an ordinary-looking house in Ruixiangfang, Xicheng, the main hall is filled with boiling heat, and the aroma of food is constantly exuding from the antique soup on the table.

When Silent Cloud walked in alone, there was only an old man playing with condiments.

The old man raised his head and glanced at Silent Cloud, smiled and said, "Please sit down."

Silent Yun Zangruo looked at the furnishings in the hall casually, his thoughts seemed to go back to more than ten years ago, and he couldn't help but sigh softly: "I didn't expect Wei Guogong to be so nostalgic that even an ordinary house would try its best to maintain its original appearance."

The old man was the Duke of Wei, Wang Pingzhang. He handed the prepared ingredients to Shen Moyun, then continued his portion and said with a smile: "It's just different here. If you hadn't nodded and then let Duke Xian Ding acquiesce, Other noble residences may not dare to join forces with me to get rid of that woman from the Chen family. I still remember that it was in this main hall that I had three long conversations with you and finally decided on a rough plan. Even Your Majesty didn’t know the details. , of course I have to take good care of this house."

Silent Cloud put some vegetables, which were rare at this time of the year, into the pot and said calmly: "Duke Wei Guogong invited me here today, is it just to reminisce about old times?"

Wang Pingzhang shook his head and said: "The letter you received earlier was actually written by me."

His tone was extremely calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

But the content of the letter he mentioned involved an accident thirteen years ago. In the winter of the fourth year of Renxuan, Silent Cloud's only son Shen Wende unfortunately passed away. From then on, he gained more and more trust from Emperor Kaiping. Gradually, he became recognized by both the government and the public as a lone minister of the Qing Dynasty.

Silent Cloud nodded slightly and said calmly: "The moment I saw the handwriting on the letter, I knew it was written by Wei Guogong."

Wang Pingzhang couldn't help but laugh and said: "I wrote with my left hand, so you can recognize it?"

Silent Cloud said calmly: "It doesn't matter which hand your Majesty writes with, and the beauty or ugliness of the handwriting has nothing to do with the overall situation. I only know one thing. Those who were once able to get close to His Majesty and have access to these secrets, and now want to betray these secrets to achieve their goals, the whole There is only one Duke of Wei in Daliang."

Wang Pingzhang sighed: "Actually, I just kept an eye out for it. Mr. Shen, whether you believe it or not, I was not involved in the plot to kill your son. You should be able to tell from the letter I gave you earlier. Except for a few pieces of evidence, everything else is just my speculation after the fact."

Silent Cloud was silent for a moment, raised his hand and tapped the table gently, and finally nodded and said: "The Duke's words make sense."

Wang Pingzhang was calm in his heart, with a smile on his face and said: "After Mr. Shen received the letter, he neither responded according to the instructions in the letter nor took any obvious actions. Naturally, I was a little anxious waiting. But after seeing Shen After your Excellency sends your family back to your hometown, I will know that I have seen the right person, and you will definitely avenge me."

Silent Cloud's eyes were lowered and his tone was heavy: "Revenge? Who should I seek revenge from?"

Wang Pingzhang narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Of course it is our wise and mighty Emperor."

On the third day of fever, I have to take medicine, and the various symptoms are very torturous. I am struggling to write intermittently. I have to lie down for a while after writing. In addition, my brain is really not clear. The number of words has been relatively low in recent days. Please book friends. Sorry for your understanding. We can only update stably first and then write more.
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