Rebirth of Glory and Splendour - Chapter 43

The other party spoke strangely, although he didn’t name the name, but it sounded very uncomfortable, but he didn’t finish his words, and stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence, as if choked in his throat.

Junqing is a person with a cold personality and is not easy to get angry. Rao is him, and his mood at the moment is also very unhappy, not to mention Wei Chongrong. If it wasn’t for Wei Zhao’s shoulders, he would have jumped up. Which **** dared to point at Sang and scold Huai behind his back.

Wei Zhao turned around leisurely, and said casually, “Your Excellency has something to say, please explain it more clearly. Don’t you make people confused?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a purple-clothed young man come out of the shadows and cupped his hands: “It turns out that it is His Royal Highness King Qin. The villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, so I am offended.” His voice was somewhat similar to the man before, but it was not him. .

Wei Zhao was traveling in a low profile, and when he saw the person directly revealing his identity, he couldn’t help frowning. Fortunately, the person’s voice was not high, and he was surrounded by guards from the Hou Mansion, so it wouldn’t spread out. Fang waved his hand and said, “Go out. Outside, you’re welcome. Who are you?”

Wei Zhao had been back in Beijing for half a year, and he had made up for the information of young officials who had emerged in recent years, and he was basically able to match the number, but he had no impression of this young man in purple.

“I went to Xue Jian, and I saw the son.” Xue Jian seemed to be a smart person, Wei Zhao seemed a little worried, and he immediately changed his name.

“It turned out to be Xue Shilang’s son. It’s a pleasure to meet him.” Hearing the surname “Xue”, Wei Zhao immediately thought of the identity of Ziyi son, the eldest son of Xue Rui, the left servant of the Central Book.

Is that Xue Rui’s son? ! If Wei Zhao’s eyes just revealed inadvertent disdain, then Wei Chongrong was astonished beyond compare. In the previous life, he had never seen Xue Jian, but he was very familiar with Xue Jian’s father Xue Rui’s name.

Because of the witchcraft disaster that happened a few years later, Xue Rui was the initiator. The Taoist priest Youfang around Wei Su was recommended by him. In the future, he led people to excavate the Tongmu puppets in the East Palace. Even if the whole family of Wei Ming and Princess Yuankang died, they also died. Can’t get rid of him…

Of course, when Wei Chongrong returned to Dayan, the Xue family had already been wiped out by the repentant emperor family, but this did not hinder his contempt and hatred for Xue Rui. black.

What Wei Chongrong knew had not happened yet, and Wei Zhao obviously had no way of knowing it, but Xue Rui climbed from Qipin County magistrate to the high position of Zhongshu Zuo Shilang, not because of his own ability, but because of his flattery and dedication to alchemists. It was strange that he could have a good face for his son.

Wei Zhao didn’t want to talk to Xue Jian, and asked directly: “If I heard correctly, Xue Gongzi’s companion seemed to be saying that I robbed your private room and lanterns, can you make it clear?”

Xue Jian smiled calmly and said solemnly, “Young Master, you heard it wrong. What my younger brother and I said was not this. We are separated by some distance. You may have misunderstood…”

“Really?” Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows, not believing Xue Jian’s words, “Since this is the case, this is the end of the matter, and there will be a future.”

Xue Jian clasped his fists and said, “Young Master, walk slowly, I won’t give it away.” His tone and expression looked really respectful.

The carriage of Zhaoyang Hou’s Mansion was parked not far from the river. Wei Zhao and others got into the car and drove slowly towards Hou’s Mansion.

Junqing rubbed her forehead and said with a headache: “What is the purpose of the Xue family’s actions?” First, they accused Wei Zhao, and then they denied it. There is absolutely no logic at all. Junqing can’t believe it. Xue Jian’s brother didn’t read When it comes to them, they will be speechless.

Wei Zhao thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and said, “I guess the matter of robbing the private room is true. Go back and ask Meng Junda to find out. It’s hard to say about the lantern robbing, I don’t even know what the lantern is. Who sent it. It’s just…”

“Just what?” Jun Qing looked up at him with a little curiosity written in her eyes.

Wei Zhao let out a long breath and sighed, “It’s normal for the Xue family to stand in the backlight and not see us. I suspect that Xue Xiao didn’t see us when he spoke.” Xue Rui has two sons, named Xue Jian , second name Xue Xiao.

“Is it too coincidental?” Junqing still doesn’t believe it, even if they robbed the Xue family’s private room and lanterns, where is the Xue family complaining, it’s behind them, and they heard it, saying it was a coincidence It is too reluctant.

Wei Zhao pouted and smiled bitterly: “Whether it is or not, since Xue Jian denied the words, we can only assume that they didn’t see it, otherwise it would be a shame if this happened.”

Back at the Hou Mansion, Junqing was obviously tired, so she went back to her room to rest. However, Wei Zhao sent Meng Junda and asked him if he had conflicted with the Xue family when he booked a private room in Zhaixinglou.

Meng Junda was stunned for a while, and answered honestly. He was late. All four private rooms on the fifth floor were booked, and there was only one left on the fourth floor. He just thought, how noble is his lord’s status, how can he be condescending, and asked Boss Du who booked the private room on the fifth floor.

Boss Du is the most eye-catching. Knowing that Meng Junda is the long history of the Qin palace, he immediately told him that there is the Pingjun palace, the Yongan palace, the Song Guogong palace, and the Xue Shilang family. Meng Junda just figured it out. The first two are also palaces. He has nothing to say when he arrives first. Xie Song, the Duke of Song, is the eldest uncle of Princess Yuankang. Wei Zhao also wants to give a little face when he sees it. He is a servant, his background is not obvious, and his official position is not high. Who should let him out of the private room, it is really a blessing for him.

“Meng Junda, who are you really not an undercover agent?” Wei Zhao laughed in anger, grabbed the fruit plate on the table, and smashed it at Meng Junda, who was still smiling smugly. The apples, oranges, and pears rolled. All over the place.

He originally thought that the so-called private room was booked almost at the same time by the two families, and Meng Junda won the Xue family by occupying the identity of the palace. But he didn’t want to, the Xue family had already booked a private room on the fifth floor, and Meng Junda drove people away abruptly, not for hating him.

Meng Junda was smashed by the fruit that hit his head and face, and he couldn’t open his eyes. The whole person was stunned. After a while, Fang Fang came back to his senses, fell to the ground with a plop, and apologized: “My lord, the lower official is loyal to you. If you have a different heart, the sky will hit five thunders, and you will not die…”

Wei Zhao didn’t want to listen to his long-winded words, so he waved his hand: “Stop it, don’t talk about it, go to the Shaofu to get the board by yourself, and when you’re done, send a gift to Xue Shilang’s family. It’s an apology and there are lanterns. It is necessary to investigate and find out who sent it.”

“Xiaguan obeys the order.” Seeing that although Wei Zhao punished him, he still had tasks to give to him after the punishment. Meng Junda immediately understood that Wei Zhao was only a small punishment and a big commandment, and he didn’t mean to let him go, so he happily accepted it. Life, get up and go out.

Wei Zhao shook his head speechlessly, and hurriedly called him to stop: “Come back, it’s a big holiday, it’s still night, can someone in the Shaofu wait for you to play a board? Come back when it’s dawn.”

“Yes, my lord.” Meng Junda stopped, turned around and saluted, then stepped back.

After Meng Junda left, Wei Chongrong rushed over and asked, “Dad, do you suspect Meng Changshi?” Meng Junda was a man from the Shaofu. Appointed, not a spy.

Wei Zhao picked up Wei Chongrong, frowned and said, “Using him as an undercover agent will only deceive himself. This person has a lot of cleverness, but he can’t be used much. I have to move him back.”

Wei Chongrong understood, Wei Zhao didn’t trust Meng Junda, but looked down on his level, but he was young when he returned to Beijing, and he had no real job, so he couldn’t form his own team for the time being, so he could only make do with it. Some people use it first, and in the future, a suitable candidate will be replaced.

It was getting late at this time, Wei Zhao did not plan to take Wei Chongrong back to the palace, and stayed at Zhaoyang Hou’s residence. Anyway, when Junqing was renovating the house, he had set up a courtyard for him to stay overnight. Very convenient.

Wei Chongrong had slept earlier, but at this moment he was completely sleepless. He lay on his side beside Wei Zhao, playing with the jade Huang hanging around his neck and asked, “Dad, how many days are we going to stay here?” He asked. It can be seen that Wei Zhao has no plans to leave tomorrow.

Wei Zhao turned to his side, faced him, and said with a chuckle, “I’ll live until my little brother is born, okay?” Ji Xin and Lu Ming were too busy in the Xicheng camp, how could he rest assured When people stay in the mansion, they naturally want to accompany him.

Wei Chongrong nodded and had no objection to Wei Zhao’s statement. After the father and son chatted for a long time in the bed, Wei Chongrong fell asleep, Wei Zhao hugged his son and fell asleep after a while.

In the middle of the night, someone knocked on Wei Zhao’s door, and the voice was very fast, which woke Wei Zhao and Wei Chongrong at the same time.

Wei Chongrong opened his eyes with a blank look on his face. If it wasn’t for an urgent matter, he wouldn’t have come to knock on Wei Zhao’s door. This is the Zhaoyang Hou’s Mansion, not the Qin Prince’s Mansion.

Wei Zhao sat up in his clothes and raised his voice, “Who’s outside? What’s the matter?” He didn’t like to be kept vigil in the house when he slept.

“His Royal Highness, this old slave is the housekeeper of the Hou’s mansion. I have something to ask for.” An old voice came from outside the door.

Wei Zhao was already dressed and said, “Uncle Fu, come in.” The old housekeeper of Zhaoyang Hou’s mansion was someone who took care of Jun Lin and grew up. Wei Zhao has always been very polite to him.

Uncle Fu pushed open the door and came in. He closed the door first, and then took out a letter from his arms and walked to Wei Zhao to present it: “Your Highness, this is an urgent letter from the Xicheng Camp, something happened to King Changning, this old servant is not If you dare to tell Lord Hou, I can only report to you.”

Wei Zhao took the letter and hurriedly read it, his face turned ashen. Uncle Fu looked at him and said worriedly: “King Changning’s personal soldiers said that his poisoning is not serious, but they can’t tell the difference between friends and foes, and they dare not easily protect the prince to break through, but they are afraid that it will drag on for a long time, and his poisoning… “

It was just an internal exercise, but someone was spraying poison on the arrow and trying to kill Ji Xin, Wei Zhao clenched the letter into a ball and said solemnly: “Uncle Fu, you are right not to tell Qing’er, continue to hide it from him, I will Go and bring Xin’er back.”

Hearing the conversation between Wei Zhao and Fu Bo, Wei Chongrong’s messy mind instantly became sober. Ji Xin was poisoned and seemed to be in a very bad situation, but in his previous life, he had never heard of any related matters.

Compared with his famous ancestors, Ji Xin in Wei Chongrong’s memory was very inconspicuous. He followed the prince to raise troops, and he was defeated and died, and he was also deprived of the title after his death.

Wei Ming was the prince until his death, and Wei Su never abolished him, but the title of King Changning, even if no one inherited it, was not restored. Therefore, Ji Xin’s death was very dishonorable. Not only was he charged with treason, but also all the glory of the Ji family ended in his hands.

Wei Chongrong once thought that apart from assisting the prince in raising the army, Ji Xin never had a battle record in his life because he lost his parents when he was young and did not inherit the fine tradition of Ji’s family’s ability to fight well, but the Ji Xin he saw after his rebirth. , Obviously not such a person, he has been strange for a long time.

Now, Wei Chongrong has vaguely guessed the reason. Perhaps it was the poisoning that did not leave a record this time, which caused great harm to Ji Xin’s body. battlefield.

Wei Chongrong was about to remind Wei Zhao when a gentle voice came from outside the door: “What happened? You must not hide it from me!”