Lan Yunsong hurried all the way home without stopping, heading straight to Mrs. Lin's yard.
At this time, Mrs. Lin was ready to take a rest.
But because he arrived in a hurry and looked very anxious, Mrs. Lin suppressed her sleepiness, let him enter the room, and asked in a face-to-face manner: "Are you going to make trouble if you don't go back to sleep in the middle of the night?"
Lan Yunsong has long been accustomed to Mrs. Lin always speaking with resentment.
When he finally caught his breath, he took the painting in his hand, took out the note from the mezzanine, and showed it to Mrs. Lin: "Mother, can our uncle's family rise to prominence again, soar into the sky, and regain its former glory?
It’s all in this one note!”
Mrs. Lin thought he was drunk and talking drunkenly.
But looking at his sober face, he didn't look like he was drunk.
He took the note with suspicion and looked at it, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
Although she didn't recognize the late emperor's handwriting, she immediately recognized the paper on which the note was written. Looking at the age of the note, she couldn't help but guess, "Is this a belonging of the late emperor?"
"Yes, mother is wise!" Lan Yunsong smiled.
Then, he told Mrs. Lin the whole story.
Finally, he said with some worry: "But I stole this painting after all. If Jiang Jing wakes up from drunkenness tomorrow and finds that the painting is missing, she will definitely come to me to get it..."
"What are you afraid of? This painting originally belonged to our uncle's house. It was defrauded by Jiang Jing from you! If you take it back, you are also taking back your own things. If he dares to come to you and ask for it, I will
Just scold him!" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lin immediately said rudely.
Lan Yunsong sounded somewhat guilty.
The reason why Jiang Jing was able to deceive Jiang Jing at a very low price was because he was stupid.
If this deal is taken seriously to the government, then I won't be able to negotiate for it.
"Then mother said, what should we do with this painting? Once this thing is handed over to the emperor, the Queen Mother will probably be offended." Lan Yunsong's fat body moved closer to Mrs. Lin,
Asked in a low voice.
"If you offend me, I'm offended. Anyway, after all these years of trying to please that old woman, she has never given our family anything good. Every time she gives away three walnuts and two dates, she doesn't pay attention to us at all. She only thinks about it."
Here’s her eldest princess daughter!”
Mrs. Lin didn't have a good word to say about the Queen Mother Yin, "Besides, the regent has given up power, and the Queen Mother will give up power sooner or later. From now on, the world will still belong to the Emperor. How many years can the Queen Mother live?
"For this matter, this painting and the things left by the late emperor in the painting should be handed over to the emperor. That is the last emperor's decree, and even the queen mother must obey it!
"But the most important thing is that the emperor values you and the uncle's family. You don't want to be bullied and looked down upon by your two younger brothers for the rest of your life, right?"
When Lan Yunsong mentioned his two younger brothers, he bit his lip with an aggrieved look and nodded.
What he felt most aggrieved about was, of course, that he had inherited the title, but now he was worse off than his two younger brothers.
"What does mother Yi mean?" Lan Yunsong quickly asked again.
"I'm not going to sleep anymore!" Old Mrs. Lin lifted the quilt and was about to get up from the bed. "If we go, it will be a long night with many dreams. Let's go into the palace now and present the painting to the emperor!"
"Yes, mother." Lan Yunsong quickly helped Mrs. Lin stand up.
So, that night.
When Emperor Xuanping finally finished handling the heavy government affairs with heavy eyelids and was about to take a rest, the cautious voice of the eunuch suddenly came from outside: "Your Majesty, Mrs. Lin from Zhongqin Bo Mansion, and Zhongqin Bo Lan
Yunsong, he said that he has something urgent to do and wants to see the emperor."
Emperor Xuanping frowned when he heard this.
"So late? Urgent matter?"
His only impression of Mrs. Lin was that she scolded her two sons for their unfilial piety, and how little the eldest princess cared about her mother-in-law.
Subconsciously I wanted to refuse.
But he also thought that logically speaking, it was so late and no casual person could enter the palace.
Since they are able to come, they must have the tokens given by the late emperor back then.
"Forget it, let them come in." Emperor Xuanping said, taking another sip of tea to cheer up.
Soon, Mrs. Lin and Lan Yunsong came in.
The two of them bowed politely.
"Mrs. Lin came into the palace so late and asked to see me, but what is the urgent matter?" Emperor Xuanping asked in a calm manner.
When Mrs. Lin heard this, she quickly touched Lan Yunsong and motioned for him to speak.
"Back to the emperor, what happened is this. Back then, the late emperor gave a painting to my father. Tonight, when I was looking at the painting, under the light, I suddenly found that there seemed to be a mezzanine. I opened it out of curiosity and found that there was something left inside.
There was a decree from the late emperor, so I went to the palace specially to present it to the emperor."
Lan Yunsong said what he had rehearsed countless times on the road.
After finishing speaking, he respectfully presented the painting with both hands.
On the side, Zhou Dafu took it and gave it to Emperor Xuanping.
Emperor Xuanping frowned and glanced at the painting. It was indeed a gift from the late emperor.
Then he opened the note again, looked at it carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.
He looked through it again and again and asked Zhou Dafu to check and confirm.
"Your Majesty, it is indeed the late emperor's handwriting." Zhou Dafu said with certainty after identifying it again and again.
"Have you read the contents here?" He asked, looking at the two people below.
"Wei Chen also saw it by accident. He knew it was about Concubine Chu, so he didn't dare to neglect it and rushed into the palace overnight." Lan Yunsong said quickly.
"Well, I understand, please step back first." Emperor Xuanping looked unpredictable, tapped the table with his long finger, and ordered them to leave.
Lan Yunsong and Mrs. Lin couldn't guess what Emperor Xuan Ping meant for the moment, but after observing his expression, they didn't dare to say anything and were about to leave immediately.
"Wait a minute."
However, when Emperor Xuanping watched the two of them walk to the door, he suddenly stopped them, looked at Lan Yunsong sharply, and said, "Lan Aiqing, do you know why the late emperor kept such a thing?"
To your father?"
"Back to the emperor, Wei Chen guessed that maybe the late emperor trusted my father, so he entrusted such an important matter to my father, but no one expected that my father was in poor health and died suddenly..." Lan Yunsong said hurriedly
.
This statement is indeed very reasonable.
Emperor Xuanping also knew that the former loyal and diligent uncle was the late emperor's most trusted minister.
But he always felt a little strange.
Would the late emperor really issue such a secret decree and entrust his private affairs to a minister?
But it seems that the truth is right in front of us.