Mrs. Dou quickly agreed: "What I said is true, but how can my daughter endure the pain of being pregnant in prison?"
"And you also know her temper. She has a hot temper and has no control over her words. What if she talks nonsense in prison and brings disaster to the master?"
"..." Wang Shouchen suddenly froze.
How could Wang Shouchen not know what kind of virtue his daughter was like? He immediately gritted his teeth for a long time and told Mr. Dou to stay at home peacefully while he went out.
Assassinating Ming Wuyou and still harboring resentment towards the regent is no small matter.
Wang Shouchen personally went to the Regent's Palace to meet with Murong Yu and paid a lot of attention to him.
Murong Yu originally had no thoughts about this matter and planned to tell him to get out after hearing a few nonsense words from him. But when he heard that he actually assassinated Ming Wuyou, he suddenly narrowed his eyes: "So audacious?"
"..." Wang Shouchen said with a pale face: "She, she was pregnant, and suddenly experienced the Jiangzhou incident. She became insane, so what she said and did... was as if she was crazy.
For the Prince Regent’s sake—”
"She can't escape the death penalty!" Murong Yu said coldly: "I saw that Lord Wang has devoted his whole life to the court for many years, and she is pregnant, so I let him go."
"But Mr. Wang doesn't seem to appreciate my kindness?"
"Weichen deserves to die!" Wang Shouchen tremblingly wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Weichen, Weichen has no way of raising his daughter, he has no control, he has no strict control——"
Murong Yu said coldly: "In that case, then you should think carefully about how to discipline your children. After thinking about it, I wrote a book about goddaughters."
"Before I send you the zhezi, you should think about it at home." Murong Yu said coldly: "You will be fined another three years of salary. Retreat!"
Wang Shouchen froze on the spot and said with difficulty: "Thank you, the regent!"
…
On the second day, Wang Shouchen did not go to court, and the courtiers discussed it a lot. After noon, the people in the capital also began to discuss the matter.
Caiyue happily ran to the second floor of Baishan Hall. While gesticulating, she told Ming Wuyou what the common people were laughing at Wang Shouchen, "You deserve it. Who told him that he couldn't take care of his daughter and came here to assassinate the young lady!"
"But it's just a salary penalty." Caiyue asked in confusion: "Why are the people laughing at Wang Shouchen?"
"Actually, the salary is just a small matter." Ming Wuyou was cutting medicinal materials. These medicinal materials were given by Princess Anping a few days ago. Ming Wuyou planned to make a beauty cream, so he handled them himself.
"For a high-ranking official like Wang Shouchen, his salary and income from his family property are secondary. The gray income from the officialdom is the main source of income for the house. It doesn't matter if he is fined."
"What really makes him embarrassed is that he shuts himself up and dwells on his past mistakes, and he also gives him instructions on how to teach his daughter."
Caiyue gave Ming Wuyou a cup of tea and asked, "What should I say? Miss, don't be so pretentious, please tell me in detail."
"What's the rush?" Ming Wuyou glanced at her with a smile, took a sip of tea before continuing: "Thinking about your mistakes, you still have to hand over a note, just like a student in an academy who has done something wrong and has to write a self-criticism
Book."
"Children write that they know their mistakes and can correct them, and they can do a lot of good. But Wang Shouchen, as a high-ranking member of the imperial court, still writes a letter of apology. This is a disgraceful thing."
"If this matter is discussed in official circles, it will make Wang Shouchen unable to hold his head up for several years."
"I understand!" Caiyue exclaimed, "If you put it this way, His Royal Highness the Regent really kills without blood!"
Ming Wuyou's lips curved slightly, "Yeah."
Killing is the lowest priority, killing one's heart is the highest priority.
Murong Yu's methods of killing his heart were always superb, but he was not as clumsy as when he faced himself.
"alright."
Ming Wuyou cut the last piece of medicinal materials, stood up and stretched his muscles, "Let's go back home."
…
As expected, Wang Shouchen had been talking in Beijing for more than half a month. Teahouses and taverns were talking about his writing of goddaughter's poems.
As a result, everyone in the Wang family closed their doors and did not dare to come out.
Wang Shouchen was so angry that he cursed Wang Ying's mother, Mrs. Dou, who was his wife, and ran to the yard of the ninth concubine in Xinna for more than half a month.
But Aunt Jiu was so happy that she almost set up a stage in the house to celebrate.
Wang Ying was originally a guilty person, but now she hurt someone with a murderous weapon and falsely accused the regent in public. She was interrogated by Jing Zhaoyin and sent to prison.
…
In the blink of an eye, the twelfth lunar month is almost over.
The twenty-fifth is Princess Anping's thirty-sixth birthday, so she sent a message to Ming Wuyou early.
Aunt Bai smiled and said: "The princess is celebrating her birthday, and the guests who will be there will definitely be gathering rich and wealthy people. Miss Wuyou should be well prepared."
"Um."
Ming Wuyou silently put away the red sticker painted with gold, but sighed in his heart.
In fact, she doesn't really like such occasions where wealth and wealth gather, but since she has this status now, she will definitely not be able to avoid such occasions in the future.
She had to carefully choose the clothes to wear and choose a birthday gift for Princess Anping.
"Sister!" Yun Zichen came in from outside holding an umbrella, with a gentle smile on his face: "Can you do me a favor?"
"Huh?" Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
"It's the princess's birthday soon. I don't know what gift to prepare yet. Can my sister go to Yujinxuan with me and help me choose one?"
Yun Zichen smiled and said: "My sister is very popular with the princess, so the gift she picked must be the most appropriate."
"It's such a cold day, if I want to help third brother run errands..." Ming Wuyou joked: "Is there any benefit?!"
"Of course!" Yun Zichen smiled brightly: "Whatever you want, maybe ask my brother to do it for you, just give me a word!"
"Really?"
Ming Wuyou stood up and asked with a smile: "Then tell me, who is the expert who wrote for me?"
After finishing the "Army" fan, Ming Wuyou really liked the characters, and shamelessly asked Yun Zichen to ask for several copies of the characters. Each one was very elegant.
But every time Ming Wuyou asked which master wrote it, Yun Zichen always hesitated.
It's the same this time.
Yun Zichen's elegant and handsome face was full of embarrassment, "This...sister, that master...is very mysterious, brother is not allowed to talk nonsense...can you change the conditions?"
"You won't tell me?" Ming Wuyou pretended to be angry: "Then you can choose it yourself, I won't help you."
"No, sister!" Yun Zichen hurriedly came to Ming Wuyou, "Is this okay? I'll ask him when I'm done, persuade him, and then introduce him to you so that you can meet him?"
"That's pretty much it!" Ming Wuyou said with a smile: "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
Because it was snowing, Ming Wuyou invited Yun Zichen to ride in the carriage with him. Not long after he left Ming's house, he met Yun Ziyuan.
Yun Ziyuan also came to Ming Wuyou to help choose gifts.
Ming Wuyou half-lifted the car curtain: "Second brother, come up too!"
The snow was a bit heavy, and a thick layer fell on Yun Ziyuan's shoulders. His eyebrows and eyelashes were a bit frosty. He had just returned from the military camp outside the city. This chapter has been completed!