But Xie Sui was unmoved and even reprimanded: "How can you cry and cry in front of the emperor? You can't rest."
He is an iron-faced and dignified brother.
Xie Jinhua sobbed and did not dare to cry anymore.
Sang Yan still likes Xie Jinhua very much. If she likes someone, she won't tolerate others treating her badly.
Therefore, he spoke out to defend her: "Master Xie, you are an elder brother, and you should love and protect your sister. How can you be so ruthless?"
Xie Sui was dissatisfied with Sang Yan and said rudely: "This is a family matter."
Sang Yan immediately sneered: "She hasn't returned home yet, so it doesn't count as your family matter. If you treat her like this, there is no need to go back. I will find a husband's family in Kyoto for her to be her natal family."
In fact, you don’t need to find your husband’s family.
Just send her to Xuanrao.
Xuanrao is an enlightened person who knows that he can rely on himself.
This Xie Jinhua is sober in the human world. If he works beside Xuanrao, he will become enlightened if he thinks about it.
Women should help each other, become enlightened together, and struggle together.
Xie Sui didn't expect Sang Yan to say that, and was speechless for a moment.
Is he really cruel to his sister?
This sister was picked up by him when he was down and out.
At that time, he was about to starve to death, but he still saved his rations for her to eat. How could he be so heartless?
"Thank you for your concern, Master Sang."
Xie Jinhua spoke to his brother: "You just misunderstood. My brother has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and he loves me the most."
Sang Yan didn't know the past between the brothers and sister, so he didn't say much and waved his hand directly: "You guys, please step aside. I still have something to say with the emperor."
Xie Jinhua lowered his head and responded: "Yes."
Xie Sui froze on the spot and looked at the emperor in disbelief: Why don't you say a word? When did she give the orders in Qingning Palace?
He Ying said nothing and waved his hand. The meaning was obvious: get out of the way!
Xie Sui was really confused: Your Majesty, have you been drugged? Or have you been threatened? Just blink, and I will protect you to the death!
Just as I was thinking about it, my sleeve was pulled.
He lowered his head and met his sister's eyes.
Xie Jinhua whispered: "Brother, let's go. The emperor has always doted on Master Sang so much."
Xie Sui: "..."
Outrageous!
That’s not true!
He wanted to say something, but then he thought again: Don't act rashly! The enemy's situation is unclear at the moment, and he must plan for the long term.
The brother and sister left with their own thoughts.
The palace became quiet.
He Ying looked at Sang Yan: "What do you want to say to me?"
Sang Yan said: "Concerning that case, has the Emperor thought of who it was?"
The original owner's father was an official. If it wasn't a vendetta and the official was killed, it was probably because of the jealousy of his colleagues.
Thinking about it, he is the only one who has had problems with him recently.
He Ying had the same idea: "I know who you suspect. Don't alert the enemy yet, let Xie Sui handle it."
Seeing that he understood, Sang Yan felt that talking to smart people was easy.
She put aside her worries and changed the subject: "Your Majesty, I want to go back and see my father."
He Ying did not refuse, stood up and said: "I will go with you."
Sang Yan: "..."
Will both husband and wife return the home?
not the right time yet.
"No."
She refused: "Your Majesty, it's better not to go."
He Ying frowned and asked, "Why?"
Sang Yan explained: "He has neglected his duty, and if you still go to see him, I'm afraid it will only increase his prestige."
No matter how others calculated, he deliberately lowered the price and defaulted on the money, which was indeed dereliction of duty.
He Ying knew what she was talking about and didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said, "Don't be serious. Don't say this in front of him, otherwise, I'm afraid that his body won't be able to bear it and he will faint from sadness."
It's your father, why are you so harsh?"
Sang Yan: "..."
harsh!
This word stung her sensitive nerves: "He Ying, you actually called me harsh?"
She was so angry that she even shouted out the emperor's name.
"Master Sang——"
Pei Muyang reminded in a shocked voice: "Master Sang, be careful what you say."
Sang Yan also realized that he had made a mistake, but his anxiety lasted only a moment, and he soon regained his composure: "I was disrespectful to the emperor, so I will reflect on it."
"Wait--"
He Ying's brain circuit was different. He waved to Pei Muyang to get down, and then said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. The first time you called my name, it felt very different."
In front of her, he seemed to be no longer the emperor, but an ordinary man.
"You shout again."
He's a bit addicted to that feeling.
Sang Yan didn't shout, she was still angry.
"Your Majesty has disgraced me."
She laughed at herself: "A harsh person like me has lost the emperor's favor at some point, how dare I make a mistake?"
He Ying knew that he had said the wrong thing and immediately changed his words: "I didn't mean it that way. I just think you are too strict with your family. She is your family and you are my treasure. I just want to get some light from you."
It is also appropriate."
Sang Yan also knew the Sang family's demands for sending girls into the palace: first, to honor the family, and second, to gain greater privileges.
But she comes from a low-class background and can better understand the bitterness and misery of the low-class people.
Therefore, I want to do something for the little people at the bottom.
For example, reduce the number of officials who are corrupt, bend the law, and exploit the common people.
"Your Majesty, as an official, you must not seek personal gain."
Sang Yan expressed his attitude with a serious face.
He Ying looked at her tenderly, and did not deny it, but guided her with sincerity: "But Ayan, if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the people are careful, there will be no disciples."
One word awakens the dreamer.
Sang Yan thought blankly: Yes, that makes sense. She seems to be too idealistic.
"Ayan, your heart is pure and your soul is at a high place. This is good. I hope you will always be like this. Don't even look at all the filthiness in the world."
He Ying's gentle and doting voice fell on his ears.
Sang Yan was helpless: Why did this become sweet talk again?
I can't be angry anymore.
She reflected: "I took it for granted. The Emperor is right, no one is perfect. Even if I am right, there is no need to prove others are wrong. Be yourself first."
"Ayan, you are already very, very good."
He was still talking sweetly.
Sang Yan made him laugh and complimented him: "The emperor is also very, very good."
It was rare for He Ying to hear a compliment from her. His eyes were surprised and he asked with a smile: "What's so good about me?"
Sang Yan said seriously: "The emperor is knowledgeable, has a broad vision, is smart in thinking, and is very clear and transparent. Of course, except emotionally. This is also in line with the saying, no one is perfect."
"No."
He Ying shook his head, looked at her, and said seriously: "Ayan, in my eyes, you are perfect."
Sang Yan: "..."
What a sweet talk!
She gave a sweet smile: "Your Majesty, you just said that I was harsh."
He Ying looked calm: "Who said being harsh would make you less perfect? Your harshness will only make you more perfect."
Sang Yan: "..."
Yes, I can't say anything about him.
She brought the topic back: "After all, the emperor just wants to follow."
He Ying did not hide his purpose and said with a smile: "If I don't follow you, what will you do if you lose it?"
Humph, a lie!
Sang Yan curled her lips and sneered: "I think you're not afraid that I'll lose you, but you're afraid that I'll run away."
He Ying looked helpless and smiled sadly: "Although I know you won't run away, I still don't worry. Maybe this is the mood of a treasure hunter. Worrying about gains and losses, there is no sense of security."