Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight, The Lady of Xuanping Houfu
An Qinghe stood up suddenly, with a determined look on his face: "I'm leaving, we're leaving right away."
His previously wavering mind was frightened by the scene Yu Xijiao described to him.
He is not alone, he also has a sister, a nephew, and other relatives. He cannot ignore everything!
After thinking about this clearly, the previous hesitation turned into a heavy shame. Looking at Yu Xijiao in front of him, he could not even compare to the delicate girl in front of him.
Yu Xijiao breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that her uncle would really go his own way, and how could he just let go of the extermination of the family? She couldn't help but show a bit of relief on her face, and she cut through the mess quickly and said: "Little uncle, you
It’s best to think so, so how about starting early tomorrow morning?”
"How's it going with Lao Feng?" Now that he had made up his mind to leave Beijing, An Qinghe didn't feel that time was too tight. In fact, he had been preparing to leave for the past few days.
The small courtyard was originally for temporary residence, and there was nothing to pack.
"Uncle Feng's side is fine. You can catch the car. Uncle Feng will drive over tomorrow morning. Then you will leave Beijing together and Shiba will escort you to Qi."
Shiba and An Qinghe have also worked together in the past few days, so they are also acquaintances.
"As for matters at the gate of the city, there is no need for my uncle to be anxious. Shiba belongs to the Crown Prince of Qi and will arrange everything on his own. It is easier for my uncle to travel these days. We will wait until the assassinations of Crown Prince Qi and Crown Prince Zhongshan pass.
, it won’t be that convenient if you want to go out of the city again.”
Yu Xijiao reminded that this was also the main reason why she was eager to send her mother and several relatives out of the city. Xinkangbo Mansion set off another wave of craze. Everyone was discussing the issue of Yu Lanxuan's dowry and guessing who was there.
For making fake land and house deeds, the Ministry of Punishment should also send someone to Kangbo Mansion, but now is the best time.
"Don't worry, little uncle. You go and ask those people to help you find out about Prince Qi's mansion being framed. It's better for me to investigate secretly. If I know anything, I will definitely ask Prince Qi to pass the news over."
Yu Xijiao assured that she knew that this was what An Qinghe couldn't let go of in the capital.
"Thank you Miss Yu San." An Qinghe bowed his head.
Yu Xijiao stretched out her hand to take a box from Qingyue's hand and handed it to An Qinghe: "Uncle, here are some silver coins, some broken silver coins, and some banknotes. When they reach the ground, they will be there.
Buy a house to settle down, and then seek medical treatment for the prince. In fact, the prince's health is not that bad. I'm afraid there was a misdiagnosis before, so leaving Jiangnan may not be a bad thing."
"Little uncle, you have to remember that you are the only man left in the An family. If you want to avenge the Anguo Palace, your little uncle is indispensable. If your little uncle dies, the Anguo Palace will really be in ruins.
"
Yu Xijiao said solemnly.
There were a lot of silver notes, and she even had to deal with the silver coins she got from two shops. She would definitely have a lot of money when going to Andi. These were all necessary. Although she had prepared before, the more the better.
"Thank you! I will definitely come back one day." An Qinghe raised his head and looked at the delicate girl in front of him. He was very moved and at the same time he became more and more awake. He had really been dizzy these days.
He actually dares to act at such a time. Apart from Miss Yu in front of him, who else can he trust now? Who else can he dare to trust!
"The King of Qi is the legitimate son of the Queen Mother, and he is granted the title of Qi. He ranks among the best among all the vassal kings. If my uncle wants to make contributions, Qi is the best opportunity."
Yu Xi said softly. Although her delicate little face was smiling, it made people feel a bit evil for no reason.
An Qinghe was shocked and his eyes widened suddenly.
"Little uncle, we'll clean up today. Uncle Feng and Shiba will come over tomorrow morning and you can leave the capital." Yu Xijiao didn't wait for him to say anything else and gave him a deep bow. "Little uncle, it's been a smooth journey from now on."
"I know, thank you Miss Yu for reminding me," An Qinghe said.
Yu Xijiao went in to look at Yu Chengxuan again, and then had a conversation with Anshi. Compared with the first time, Anshi was calmer now.
Although he was stunned for a moment when he heard that he was about to leave Beijing, he still agreed with red eyes, bit his lip, looked at Yu Xijiao sitting aside, and finally couldn't help but asked in a trembling voice: "Miss Yu San
,I...my daughter...she...she..."
"Madam, there are some things that cannot be forced. I can only say that the county king got what he wanted." Yu Xi comforted her softly, "As long as the wife and the prince are safe, the county king will be relieved."
When she set herself on fire, all she wanted was to find a way out for her mother. Now she has indeed got her wish. If she were not Yu Lanxuan, she could say the same thing.
At least, she protected her mother and younger brother, and at least she no longer let her mother and younger brother die in such a tragic way.
He clenched his fists vigorously, and the corners of his eyes turned slightly red.
If the grudge is over one day and she is still alive, she will definitely go to Qidi to reunite with her mother and younger brother...
Early the next morning, Uncle Feng drove over in a carriage and was very excited to see his wife and young master there. Although he had known about it before, hearing it was one thing and seeing it was another thing.
Instead of reminiscing about old times, everyone got on the carriage together. An Qinghe dressed as a woman and sat between Mrs. An and Yu Chengxuan.
The city gate had just been opened, and the officials guarding the city gate were checking people. An Qinghe's sharp eyes found that there was a sea arrest document for his arrest posted on the city gate, with his face painted on it, and everyone who came in and out could see it.
There were not many carriages leaving the city in the morning, and it was their turn after a while. Shiba took out the road deeds he had prepared, and saw a sickly child and a pair of sisters in front of the gatekeeper. He didn't pay attention and took a look.
After that, he was let go, but the person he wanted to check was a man. Even if he was traveling with others, there wouldn't be so many people.
Recently, the Ministry of Justice has been short on manpower and has transferred people to several nearby yamen. A lot of manpower has also been transferred to Jing Zhaoyin, which is related to the safety of the capital.
After leaving the city gate, An Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing the sound of the carriage wheels moving forward, tears fell in his eyes...
Yu Xijiao stood at the city gate, watching the carriage leave, her eyes red. She had asked for orders to leave the city early, so she stopped at the city gate. Qingyue stuffed the city gate officer with a lot of silver.
He also explained the identity of Yu Xijiao'an and the eldest princess's granddaughter. She only said that she had just arrived in the capital and had not seen the city walls yet. She wanted to see the walls of the capital and look at the scenery.
The words were said euphemistically, and the silver coins were stuffed in place, so Yu Xijiao could go up to the tower to take a look. As she watched the carriage leave, her nose became sour and she almost shed tears. She pursed her lips hard and suppressed the pain in her heart.
Sadness.
"Girl, it's time for us to leave the city?" Qingyue also saw the carriage leaving, and her heart was relieved. Seeing Yu Xijiao standing motionless, looking at the back of the carriage, she couldn't help but remind her in a low voice.
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The reason why they left the capital today was to see Yu Zhuqing, the eldest daughter of Marquis Xuanping.
The place where Yu Zhuqing lives is quite far away from the capital. It won't be there until noon. I will take a rest this afternoon and not come back until tomorrow.
It took two days to get Yu Ruiwen to agree because Yu Xijiao had vented her anger on Yu Ruiwen before. The painting was sent to the Yangshan Marquis Mansion. Not long after, Yangshan Marquis sent a large sum of silver, saying that it was impossible.
It was obvious that Yu Ruiwen was not willing to owe this favor to Yu Ruiwen, and it was also to silence the people who saw them fighting for the painting that day.
Marquis Yangshan cannot afford to lose face like this.
Yu Ruiwen was very angry about this, and he was even more satisfied with his little daughter. In the past, he would not have agreed to Yu Xijiao's request, but he happened to be in the mood at that time, so he agreed directly.
After getting off the city wall, Qingyue thanked the officials guarding the city wall profusely, and then followed Yu Xijiao into the carriage. The carriage stopped in the alley beside the city. The carriage driver turned the horse's head and went to
Go outside the city.
Seeing that it was their carriage, the officials guarding the city immediately let it go.
"Girl, what kind of person is the eldest lady? Why have you been living outside the city and haven't come back? Why hasn't Lanxuan County Lord come back home for such a big deal?" When the carriage left the city, Qingyue opened the thick curtain outside the window.
The curtain was raised and only the thin screen was lowered. After doing all this, he asked curiously.
"Sister...is a very good person." Yu Xi said softly.
She has never met Yu Zhuqing in this life, but she has met Yu Lanxuan in the previous life, and she has a very good relationship with Yu Zhuqing. This is also because the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion and the Xuanping Marquis Mansion are close to each other, and the side door faces the side door.
reason.
"Then why doesn't the big girl go back to Beijing?" Qingyue was still confused and muttered.
"It should be that Madam doesn't allow her to go back to the mansion. Every year, she stays in the mansion for a short period of time. She either worships here or eats food in that place. She is a girl who has not left the palace, even if she wants to go back.
I am powerless." Yu Xijiao said softly, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.
Yu Zhuqing's temperament is really gentle and docile. She was very obedient and sensible when she was young. This may be the reason why she knew she was being raised early. When Yu Lanxuan saw Yu Zhuqing, she sat obediently and smiled whenever she was mentioned.
But Guo doesn't talk much, and even seems a bit nervous.
Especially when she saw Mrs. Qian, Yu Zhuqing did not dare to say another word. If Mrs. Qian glared at her fiercely, Yu Zhuqing would definitely lower her head.
But such a cowardly Yu Zhuqing died for Yu Chengxuan in her dream.
Yu Xijiao always remembered this scene that made her eyes wide open. The cold and sharp sword stabbed her brother's body. The sickly brother was like a broken doll, and the assassin was still laughing.
A carriage stopped, and the person who stumbled out of the carriage was Yu Zhuqing. She threw herself at her brother, trying to protect him, but was pushed away, but she still rushed forward, feebly trying to hug the person who was being raped from the sword.
The dilapidated body fell down, and his fingers trembled as he called out.
She tried hard to wake him up, but she was already dead, and blood was flowing on her body and hands.
Yu Zhuqing cried desperately and wanted to pick up Yu Chengxuan. Unexpectedly, he also felt a stabbing pain in his chest. He lowered his head and saw the tip of a sword emerging from his left chest...
He closed his eyes hard, covering up the blood in his pupils, and looked up into the distance. This trip was just the right time to bring Yu Zhuqing back! Why hasn't Yu Zhuqing, who was supposed to have returned to Beijing in the dream, not returned to Beijing yet? Could it be that?
What happened?
I have a vague feeling that this matter may have something to do with me...