Zhan Feiyu's current situation does not need to worry about. Bai Zhaohui passed the whole thing in his mind, looked at Bai Fuyin and asked: "Father, You Haoran's death now seems more like he is going to be for his father and Lord Chang.
of."
Although Zhan Feiyu is also involved, when he thinks of her identity and the scholar Gu behind her, Bai Zhaohui does not think that the people behind the scenes can use the Wu'an Marquis Mansion to plot against her.
After all, in terms of the case, Zhan Feiyu was indeed innocent. After sorting out all the clues, the emperor Bai Fu was involved.
Bai Zhaohui continued to speak with a serious expression: "Yao Damin committed suicide in prison, which was the words of the prison leader Lai San Chuan; the second one was supposed to be imprisoned in the prison, but he sneaked into the Chang Mansion and assassinated You Haoran."
"Third, Zeng Pin was the manager of his mother, and he must know a lot about his mother or the Li family. If he betrayed his mother, it would definitely be a worse problem for his father."
Even though some things were done by Mrs. Bai’s privately behind the back of the Prime Minister Bai’s back, to outsiders, this was also caused by the lack of strict management of the family. Even the people next to her pillow could not manage Shuntian Mansion well?
Looking at his worried young son, the emperor Bai comforted him and patted him on the shoulder, "After the spring examination, he may be released as an official for his father."
The situation in the capital is becoming more and more complicated, and various plots are hard to guard against. The official Bai is not afraid of being an honest official. It’s a pity that Mrs. Bai is dragging her back and not to mention Mrs. Bai’s parents’ Li family.
Since the person behind the scenes came to the position of the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture, the prefect of Bai gave up this position to protect the whole family.
"Father is planning to avoid it?" Bai Zhaohui nodded in agreement after pondering for a while. Compared to the glory of the Bai family, Bai Zhaohui cared more about the safety of the Bai Gongyin.
"You stayed in the Imperial College these days before the New Year and didn't come back." The Minister of State Bai didn't plan to say in depth, but when he thought of Mrs. Bai's behavior and didn't want his youngest son to be plotted, he spoke again: "About your marriage,
I plan to talk about it for a few years for my father.”
The topic suddenly turned to his marriage. Bai Zhaohui was stunned for a moment, and his young and handsome face couldn't help but look embarrassed, "It's up to my father to decide everything."
Bai Zhaohui's face changed when he suddenly came back to his senses, and he didn't think that the Prime Minister Bai was exaggerating.
The Laba porridge warmed on the carbon stove was still hot, He Nuan brought the bowl back, "Wuan Marquis Mansion sent someone to make noise yesterday, only to say that Du was crazy because he lost his son, and Mr. You had already put it in
He was placed under house arrest."
Instead of leaving a gap in the future, it is better to wait for the situation to stabilize in a few years and it is safer to make a marriage contract by then.
"Miss, Laba porridge has been cooked." He Nuan walked in with a tray. The bowl was filled with the steaming and sweet fragrance of Laba porridge. After Laba, it was not far from the Chinese New Year.
It is logical that the Marquis's wife Du acted arrogantly and domineeringly in public yesterday, which can be said to be a disregard for the country's laws and regulations. The Censorate will definitely impeach Mr. You in the morning court today.
"Put it on the table first, I'll eat it later." Zhan Feiyu was still writing hard at this moment. The thick stack of questions on the desk were from the monthly and monthly exams of the Imperial College in the second half of the year, and there were also the top twenty students.
Zhan Feiyu now also needs to learn from other people's articles to make up for his strengths and weaknesses.
Bai Zhaohui thought of the Bai Fu Yin’s advice just now, and then Mrs. Bai thought of the rumors that Zhan Feiyu used grace to marry Bai Zhaohui, and asked Manager Zeng to bribe Lai San, coercion and temptation Yao Damin to frame Zhan Feiyu.
...
Bai Zhaohui was so scared that he kept packing his things all night, while in Yufeng Building, Zhan Feiyu did his homework as before, preparing for the spring exam two months later.
Bai Zhaohui also knew that if he had made a marriage first, once his father was released from office, the woman might think that the Bai family was cheating. After all, marriages between aristocratic families were about equality.
"In other words, there is a reason for Mrs. Hou's affairs? Is it understandable?" Zhan Feiyu scooped a spoonful of porridge and started to eat it. The sweet and soft food could not stop her from rolling her eyes and complaining.
After finishing writing a post, Zhan Feiyu got up and moved his stiff shoulders, "A Nuan, will there be any movement in the morning court this morning?"
Looking at the thoughtful young son, Bai Fuyin held his beard with one hand and had to point it out, saying, "The current situation is unknown, it is just one of them. The key is that your mother intends to let you go to the Lord, and you will take your belongings after you go back.
All sorted out.”
If there is a rumor about "private mutual learning" with the Seventh Princess, I will not be able to do it if I don't want Princess Shang, so I must keep all the items of the minions. If you can destroy them, you can destroy them. If you can't destroy them, put them in a box this time.
Bring back to the Imperial College.
A quarter of an hour later, Bai Zhaohui walked into his yard with a sloppy footsteps, and his mind was in chaos. If his father hadn't spoken his words, Bai Zhaohui wouldn't believe that his mother would actually ruin his future?
Once he married a princess, why did he study hard for decades?
"Young Master?" The follower glanced at Bai Zhaohui with a dazed face and couldn't help but whisper, "Young Master is worried about his feet."
"Does it still hideously threaten the censors? If they dare to impeach the Marquis of Wu'an, Mrs. Du might do something crazy if he is stimulated?"
For example, let the censors taste the pain of losing their son or the pain of losing their grandson?
As for revenge, would Du be afraid? When King You Ba died, the Marquis's Mansion had no sons and grandchildren. Du is now really "confident and fearless."
"Yes." He Nuan nodded, so the morning court did not impeach the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion. To put it bluntly, the soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, and the hard ones are afraid of the life.
Mrs. Hou, Du, not only has a strong background, but now she is also a life-threatening madman. No one wants to offend such a madman for a little reputation.