The housekeeper ran out and shouted: "My master told you to go back and I won't accept your apology!"
Dugu Wensu ignored him and asked the warriors to work together, pushing the warrior who was tied behind his back into the house and throwing several boxes of money into the house.
The steward was furious and ordered the servants, "Throw the money out, and throw the people out too!"
Dozens of servants threw the money out and pushed out the people who were tied behind their backs. By this time, the people in Anjia had left, and no one wanted a few large boxes of money. Thousands of people swarmed forward and snatched away hundreds of dollars.
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Thousands of people also dispersed. At this time, Wei Jiansu came out of the mansion with several staff. Looking at the money box that was trampled to pieces on the ground, he sneered and said: "This is the end of the apology."
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Xu Zhan, an aide, said: "The other party's apology is just a formality. It's nothing more than the prime minister going to the emperor to complain. They can say that they have apologized, but the prime minister refuses to accept it."
Wei Jiansu snorted and said, "My grandson's appearance has been ruined, and his career has been ruined. Is it okay if I just apologize?"
Xu Zhan sighed and said: "If they are entangled in this matter, the Prime Minister will definitely suffer the consequences of being dumb. As long as they firmly grasp one point, it was the young master who made the first move. The emperor cannot pass all the blame on the other party. At most, the guard who made the move will be killed."
If I get rid of him, and then compensate the young master with some official positions, this matter will definitely go away."
"Then what do you think we should do? Can you just tolerate this bad breath?"
"Prime Minister, we can only deal with An Lushan from other aspects, or deal with An Qingxu. A gentleman's revenge is not too late in ten years. Prime Minister, sometimes we have to be patient in the face of evil and hatred."
Wei Jiansu nodded slowly, "You are right, a gentleman's revenge is never too late!"
In the early morning of the fifth day of the first lunar month, before dawn, a cavalry team of several hundred people arrived in Xinfeng County surrounded by a large carriage. This cavalry was facing An Lushan who had come to the capital from Fan Yang.
An Lushan was sleeping soundly in the carriage, snoring like thunder. He was fat and lethargic. At this time, it was not time for him to wake up.
At this time, the thin chamberlain Li Zhuer pushed him awake hard, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
An Lushan woke up in a daze, opened his eyes a crack, and asked dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong?"
"Someone from the capital has come to report something important!"
"Hel me up!"
Li Zhuer put his head on An Lushan's back and pushed him up little by little.
An Lushan opened the window and asked, "Where are you?"
"Prince Qi, we are going to Xinfeng County soon. We can reach the capital before noon."
An Lushan and Ge Shuhan were conferred the title of king not long after Li Ye was granted the title of king. An Lushan was granted the title of Dongping Commandery Prince, and Ge Shuhan was granted the title of Xiping Commandery Prince. Historically, they should have been crowned kings in the Ming Dynasty.
They were not crowned king until the following year, but because Li Ye was crowned king, they were also brought forward.
"Where are the people from the capital?"
After a moment, the messenger came forward and handed over a letter, "Your Majesty, an urgent message from the Second Young Master!"
An Lushan took the letter and Li Zhuer also lit the lamp. An Lushan read the letter carefully. Naturally, the letter written by An Qingxu could not be completely true. Of course, except for the guards, no one else knew the truth.
But when the guard was killed, the truth was lost.
An Qingxu said that he was humiliated on a blind date and had a quarrel with Wei Qingxuan. Because he called Wei Qingxuan a pretty boy for generations, Wei Qingxuan struck first. The guard was eager to protect the master and accidentally slashed Wei Qingxuan's face.
He went to Wei Mansion the next day to apologize, but Wei Mansion did not accept it and threw people and gifts out.
An Lushan looked at it for a long time, but didn't understand what it meant? He turned around and ordered: "Invite Mr. Yan!"
Mr. Yan is Yan Zhuang, a close aide and An Lushan's chief aide. He also went to Beijing with An Lushan this time.
"Sir, look at this letter!"
Yan Zhuang read the letter and said with a smile: "The problem is not big, I just offended Wei Jiansu!"
"Is it a trivial matter to offend Wei Jiansu?" An Lushan frowned and asked.
Yan Zhuang smiled and said: "By offending Wei Jiansu, at least Yang Guozhong will not hate the prince so much. He needs to win over the prince to deal with Wei Jiansu and the prince."
An Lushan worriedly asked: "What if Yang Guozhong and Wei Jiansu join forces to deal with me?"
Yan Zhuang smiled slightly, "No, the emperor will not allow this kind of alliance to occur. He needs a balance. If the two of them join forces, either Yang Guozhong will be dismissed as prime minister, or Wei Jiansu will be dismissed as prime minister."
"Then what?"
"Then the prince and Wei Jiansu became enemies, but the emperor would not worry about the collusion between the prince and the prince. It's very subtle. What the emperor pursues is balance, balance within the court, and balance inside and outside the court. As I said last time, the prince and prince factions are closely related.
, then disaster will be imminent, but if your relationship is bad, the emperor will be happy!"
An Lushan nodded, "Then what should I do?"
Yan Zhuang smiled sinisterly, "After the prince entered the city, he went to apologize to Wei Jiansu, but he insisted that the young master did not insult his ancestors, but the other party beat him first, and then said that the man was too handsome, like a eunuch, and he might as well have a scar on his face.
If Wei Jiansu becomes more like a man, he will definitely fall out.
Then the prince can file a counter-complaint with the emperor, saying that he has been humiliated by apologizing. As long as the prince has a big quarrel with Wei Jiansu in front of the emperor and completely falls out, the emperor will no longer suspect that the prince and the prince are colluding."
An Lushan nodded happily and asked, "Should Cheng Qianli and the prince collude together and report it to the emperor?"
Yan Zhuang shook his head, "This is a trump card. Don't throw it out until there is a crisis. The prince's current situation is far from a crisis."
On the sixth day of the first lunar month, the court has already gone to court, but in seven or eight days it will be the first festival, and all the officials in the court are generally lazy and have no intention of handling court affairs.
Wei Jiansu was also careless. It was not because he wanted to celebrate the Lantern Festival, but because his grandson Wei Qingxuan's injury was more serious than he feared. It would definitely leave a long scar and completely disfigure Wei Jiansu.
Su's mood was really bad.
At this time, the minister hurriedly walked in, bowed and said: "Prime Minister, An Lushan has come to apologize to Prime Minister!"
Wei Jiansu's face sank, and he waved his hand and said, "No!"
As he slowly retreated, Wei Jiansu held back his anger and said, "Let him in!"
Not long after, An Lushan walked in quickly and said in a panic: "My son has caused a big disaster, and I am here to apologize!"
Wei Jiansu gritted his teeth and said: "You also know that he has caused a big disaster. My grandson's face has been completely ruined, and his career has also been ruined."
"I know that when I go back, I will cut that guard into pieces and kill his whole family!"
Wei Jiansu said angrily, "Is this a problem with the guards?"
An Lushan slowly straightened his back, the humble expression on his face disappeared, and said coldly: "Did the Prime Minister have some misunderstanding, did he think it was my son who did it?"
"I know the cause and effect very well. Without An Qingxu insulting my ancestors, there would have been no conflict and my son would not have been hurt."
"Your grandson must have misunderstood. Even I don't know who the ancestors of Xiangguo are. How could my son know? In fact, I asked my son, and he was ridiculing your grandson for not being able to restrain a chicken, and even went to the general.
When you go on a blind date from an aristocratic family and ridicule your grandson for not knowing his own abilities, you are definitely not insulting your ancestors."
Wei Jiansu was so angry that he was trembling all over. He gritted his teeth and said: "You have never insulted my ancestors, but you are saying that my grandson brought humiliation on himself and deserves to be disgraced."
"I don't mean that. Frankly speaking, having a scar on Lingsun's face is not necessarily a bad thing. It makes him more masculine. Otherwise, he would look like a girl, and the enemy would capture him when they enter the city.
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"Get out! Get out!"
Wei Jiansu finally lost control and roared: "Get out of here!"