In the study room of the Marquis of Yuanping Mansion, Xue Jingyan was pacing back and forth, his expression full of panic.
Seeing his eldest brother's helpless appearance, Xue Jingyu said in a deep voice: "Brother, you have to calm down and come up with a rescue method quickly, otherwise our Xue family will be in disaster!"
Stopping, Xue Jingyan said angrily: "Find a way? You said it so easily. How do you think of a way? What way do you think of it?"
"When the Cao family was raided, I knew our family would be in trouble, so I thought the time had indeed come..."
Having said this, Xue Jingyan slumped and held on to the bookshelf, and said in a panic: "Lian Huang Wanan was captured from outside the capital. How can I, the serious father-in-law of King Yong, still have something good to eat?"
Huang Wan'andu's daughter is the concubine of King Yong, and the daughter of his Xue family is the concubine of King Yong who is being married by Ming Dynasty.
When King Yong rebels, they are relatives of the rebels. It is only natural that they be caught and killed. No one will intercede on their behalf.
What's more, the imperial court was defeated on the western front, and the emperor and officials were so angry that they could vent their anger on these "thieves".
Of course, Xue Jingyan will never sit still and wait for death, so now he is working hard to think of a solution.
After a few moments of silence in Calligraphy, Xue Jingyan turned around and said, "Maybe... we can ask the Zhen family, maybe they can help!"
Xue Jingyu sighed: "I'm afraid... they may not be willing to help!"
Xue Jingyan retorted: "Xue and Zhen's family have been friends for generations, and now they are even more related by marriage. The two families are as close as one family... They are afraid that they will not save them even if they die!"
If nothing unexpected happened three years ago, Xue Baojun would have married the eldest son of the Zhen family. Unfortunately, the imperial decree disrupted the marriage.
But three months ago, Xue Jingyan married his youngest daughter into the Zhen family, binding his relationship with the Zhen family even more closely.
"Even if the Zhen family is willing to help, I'm afraid they can't save our Xue family!"
Speaking of this, Xue Jingyu sighed: "We have a relationship with the imperial court's number one rebel, and now King Yong is still defeating the imperial court in the west. The emperor's officials are filled with hatred!"
Yes, the hatred of the emperor and officials was the root cause of the Xue family's disaster.
Thinking of this, Xue Jingyan felt even more desperate and asked with a sad face: "What do you think we should do?"
"There is only one way for our family to make the emperor happy!"
Seeing that his brother really had a way, Xue Jingyan immediately asked: "Which way?"
"Cut against the rebels and stand with the emperor!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Jingyan was greatly shocked.
Although he guessed what Xue Jingyu meant, Xue Jingyan still asked: "How to cut? How to stand with the emperor?"
Xue Jingyu replied: "Cut off relations with Baojun and write a memorial to impeach King Yong for usurping the throne!"
"Nowadays, there are fierce discussions in the city. If our family stands up and scolds King Yong for his rebellion... I believe the emperor will give us a way to survive!"
It has to be said that this method is extremely bold, but it can indeed put someone to death and survive.
Seeing that his brother was still thinking, Xue Jingyu stood up and said, "Brother, we can't delay any longer!"
Slapping him on the armrest of the chair, Xue Jingyan said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's do it. From now on... I don't have a daughter like Baojun!"
Seeing his elder brother making up his mind, Xue Jingyu smiled.
Although doing this will be criticized by others, it can finally save the family, not to mention that she is not his daughter Xue Jingyu.
Xue Jingyan is also a decisive person. He just heard him say: "Without further delay, you go to the Zhen family for help, and I will write the memorial!"
"good!"
Now, there really was no time to waste, so Xue Jingyu answered and went out.
Xue Jingyan stayed in the study and took out a pen to write a memorial pleading guilty and scolding King Yong.
When writing an article, you need to be calm. If you are calm, you are afraid of being disturbed.
But at this moment, outside the calligraphy, a burst of laughter penetrated Xue Jingyan's ears, which immediately made him furious.
"Who is making noise outside?" Xue Jingyan asked loudly.
"Sir, it seems he is the second young master..."
When Xue Jingyan heard that it was his youngest son who liked to put on makeup, Xue Jingyan was even more furious and immediately yelled: "Send someone to send him back to his room. He is not allowed to eat today!"
"yes!"
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In a certain square in the south of the capital, Concubine Duan held a steamed bun in her hand, pinched off a piece with her fingertips, and put it into the mouth of the boy in front of her.
The little kid in front of him chewed twice, then opened his mouth and looked at Concubine Duan again.
"Ah...ah..."
"You little bastard, you should swallow it before eating it!" Concubine Duan scolded her with a serious face, but her eyes were full of love.
The little kid who was being scolded quickly swallowed, then raised his head again to face Concubine Duan.
After pinching off another piece of steamed bread and soaking it in the water bowl nearby, Concubine Duan once again brought the food to the little baby's mouth.
Seeing the little baby eating happily in front of her, Concubine Duan also smiled and said: "Shuanzi, I haven't even fed my own son for so many years. You are so lucky!"
The thing is really like this. Although she gave birth to two sons, she was served by maids and eunuchs all in the palace, and she had very little contact with her own mother.
As a result, the steamed bun that Concubine Duan handed over, Shuanzi handed it to Concubine Duan and said: "Milk...milk...you eat it!"
Concubine Duan shook her head and couldn't help but smile: "Grandma...it's a pity that you are not my grandson!"
This boy named Shuanzi is the grandson of Aunt Liu next door, and he is currently being cared for by Concubine Duan.
"Sister Cao, are you at home?"
Hearing the noise outside, Concubine Duan said to Shuanzi: "Look, while I was talking, your grandma came back!"
"Inside the house!" Concubine Duan shouted outside.
After a while, an old woman in ragged clothes walked in carrying a large package.
Although she is said to be an old woman, in fact, Mrs. Liu is five years younger than Concubine Duan, but she looks even more aged due to her years of hard work.
Putting down the package in her hand, Mrs. Liu said to Concubine Duan: "I handed over all the cotton threads. This is the food distributed. This package is yours!"
Concubine Duan took out a small bag from the side, poured out half of the grain from the bag, and handed it to Mrs. Liu in front of her.
"Sister Cao, what are you doing?"
Concubine Duan said calmly: "You deserve this. After all, you helped make a lot of my cotton threads!"
Mrs. Liu quickly said: "It doesn't matter if neighbors help each other. If you don't help me look after the bolt, I can't have this thing!"
Concubine Duan said with a smile: "Take it as long as you are told. If you don't want to eat it...don't you want to eat your Shuanzi?"
"Even though he is small, he has a huge appetite!"
"This..." Mrs. Liu looked confused.
But Concubine Duan said with a straight face: "Take it, if you don't take it, I won't want your cotton thread in the future!"
Ms. Liu said helplessly: "Okay, just leave it with me first, and you can come and pick it up later if you want!"
Concubine Duan smiled and said, "That's right!"
Being able to make such sincere friends in this slum, Concubine Duan was naturally reluctant to let others suffer.
Besides, she didn't really need food very much, so Cao Yunhui would quietly send some over every three days.
After continuing to feed Shuanzi, Concubine Duan asked casually: "You went outside and what news did you hear?"
Mrs. Liu is a restless person. At this moment, she sat aside and twisted the cotton thread. At the same time, she replied: "I heard rumors from outside that the imperial court in the west was defeated. Many people said privately..."
"What did you say?" Concubine Duan turned her head and looked at Ms. Liu.
"They say there is going to be a change of dynasty!"
Even Mrs. Liu knew not to say such nonsense, so she glanced outside the door at this moment.
Concubine Duan sighed and said: "The dynasty has changed. When the day comes, there will be no more wars and I will be able to see my son!"
But at this moment, Mrs. Liu's eyes showed worry.
Since it was a war, people would inevitably die, and she was very worried about what would happen to "Sister Cao's" son.