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Especially what happened before when Qiao Zining¡¯s wife Lu was abducted by Yan Wei, which made Xu Zisheng even more worried.
The Xie family chose him as their son-in-law that day and wanted to marry their daughter because they liked his character, talent and learning, and his family background was second to none. Xu Zisheng thought so carefully and refused to marry Xie Shuwan at this time and take advantage of the influence of the Yue family. , but they only wanted to earn wealth on their own. The Xie family did not make mistakes.
"Compared with the first time they met, Xu Zining has grown much taller, his eyebrows have become more steady, gentle and dignified, and he is quietly waiting for Fu Minghua to speak.
"Zisheng is twenty this year, right?"
Fu Minghua took a sip of tea and asked.
Xu Zisheng said respectfully: "You still remember." His eyebrows moved, looking a little surprised.
He really didn¡¯t expect that Fu Minghua would still remember how old he was. Xu Zisheng¡¯s heart moved. He recalled that he heard someone say that there were visitors in Jiangzhou today, and then remembered that Fu Minghua summoned him. He speculated in his mind that Fu Minghua had something to ask him to handle.
"When my great-grandmother celebrated her 70th birthday, I went back to Jiangzhou." Fu Minghua held a tea cup and smiled. At that time, she and Yan Zhui met Xu Zisheng and others in Yueyang Tower.
Xu Zisheng obviously remembered the scene at that time and smiled. Fu Minghua then said:
"At that time, I mentioned Zi Sheng's age to my cousin Wan, and I remembered it."
"This sentence made Xu Zisheng so embarrassed that his ears turned red. He no longer looked as gentle and elegant as before. He showed a bit of teenage embarrassment and couldn't open his mouth to speak.
"I remembered that my cousin got hairpins this year, and I wanted to add something to her."
Fu Minghua flicked his skirt with his hand and raised his head: "The imperial concubine gave me a white jade dragon hairpin, which just meets my urgent need."
"Do you want me to give you a hairpin?"
Xu Zisheng asked.
Fu Minghua neither nodded nor shook his head, but looked serious: "This is not the most important thing at the moment. In the Xie family, the wife has passed away."
When she told the news, Xu Zisheng was shocked and said in panic:
"What?"
He was so surprised that he lost his composure: "Are you telling the truth?"
Fu Minghua just nodded, and the smile on Xu Zisheng's face gradually disappeared.
In the minds of Jiangzhou people, Ms. Cui¡¯s reputation and status are not lower than Mr. Xie¡¯s. Now that she suddenly heard that Mr. Cui had passed away, Xu Zisheng raised his hands and covered his face with his sleeves:
"Please forgive me."
There were choking sounds in his voice, and he still couldn't calm down for a while.
"When you return to Jiangzhou for the funeral, I will compile a letter and you will hand it over to my grandfather for me."
As soon as Fu Minghua said these words, Xu Zisheng nodded after a long while. When he put down his cuffs, his eye circles were red and there was a sad look in his eyes, but he forced himself to nod.
"You also know what the situation in Luoyang is like now. Rong Tuying is in control. He is provoking his own people and eliminating dissidents. His ambition has been revealed." Now is the time when the time is about to mature. Emperor Jia'an's plan requires a person. Push hands.
It¡¯s just that Mrs. Zhao Guotai didn¡¯t hand that crucial letter into the hands of Emperor Jia¡¯an, nor did she hand it over to Yan Zhui. Instead, Mrs. Xie brought it to Fu Minghua. The profound meaning in it was naturally intriguing.
Xu Zisheng remained silent and nodded.
He was still mourning Mrs. Cui's departure, and at the same time he was a little worried about Xie Shuwan. At this moment of losing an elder, he was not by her side.
After explaining to Xu Zisheng, Fu Minghua saw his worried look and waved his hand: "Get ready and go back early."
After sending Xu Zisheng away, Fu Minghua prepared to enter the palace to inform Concubine Cui of the news.
In Rong Mansion, Rong Tuying listened to the spies¡¯ report, resting her elbows on the table and resting her palms on her forehead:
"Is there someone coming from Jiangzhou?"
A few days ago, someone from Prince Qin¡¯s Mansion came out of the city. According to the news, it should be the old slave who was beside the Crown Prince¡¯s wife in the former Changle Marquis Mansion.
Originally, Rong Tuying didn¡¯t take Fu Minghua seriously and didn¡¯t pay much attention to her.
But after suffering a loss at the hands of the same person, he quickly restrained his contempt and neglect.
His character has always been very cautious, and he knows what he is going to do in the future, so he no longer dares to take things lightly. Instead, he does everything himself and is very careful.
Two days ago, Princess Qin ordered the old slave who used to serve the Xie family to be recalled from the palace. Instead, she was sent to Jiangzhou the next day, and the people who followed her went out with her.Not far from Luoyang, this man met someone from Jiangzhou, and followed the visitor back to Luoyang.
"The people from Jiangzhou, the little people, had their portraits painted."
The man standing in front of Rong Tuying took a step forward and presented the wrapped portrait. Rong Tuying stretched out his hand to take it. He frowned and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.
The man was a little embarrassed and coughed. Although he was not angry when he saw Rong Tuying, he was a little scared:
"According to Chen Li, that woman looks a bit like Xie, the wife of the eldest son of the Changle Marquis Mansion in the past."
Rong Tuying frowned when he heard this.
"Xie came here in person? Why?"
He vaguely felt that something was not good, but when the Prince of Qin's Mansion was in Yan Zhui's hands, he was very strict with it. The servants and palace servants in the Mansion were all people who had been with him out of the palace for many years. It was not very easy to arrange people. thing.
Rong Tuying rubbed his forehead.
At this time, Concubine Cui in the palace was looking forward to Fu Minghua coming to the palace to talk to her. When she came, she brought the news that Cui was dead.
Concubine Cui couldn¡¯t help but feel sad:
"When I was young, my great-aunt cherished me very much. This year's birthday is not good. How come they all died one by one?"
She thought of the death of the Queen Mother.
Fu Minghua patted her hand comfortingly and whispered:
"You will reveal the news I brought after I leave later."
Xie's entry into Luoyang cannot be concealed from anyone, and Rong Tuying will definitely find out in every possible way.
¡° Fu Minghua must not let him know in advance what he wants to ask the Xie family to do. The news of Cui's death will surely dispel some of Rong Tuying's doubts.
Just release the news and don't let it out casually, otherwise it will arouse Rong Tuying's suspicion. Only by using Concubine Cui's method in the palace to release the news in a specious way, and let Rong Tuying guess it by himself, will he believe it? .
Concubine Cui thought for a moment and nodded.
In the evening, Concubine Rong in the palace got the news that something big had happened to the Xie family in Jiangzhou, but the news had not yet reached Luoyang at this time.
Li Yu asked:
"Mother, does the Xie family intend to cooperate with the King of Qin?"
Concubine Rong twitched her lips disdainfully:
"The Xie family is settled in a corner of Jiangzhou. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty to this day, their descendants have not entered the court as officials and have pretended to be content. What kind of major events can be worthy of people's attention? Except" She thought of the person in the Xie family. Mrs. Zhao Guotai, who was personally granted the title by Taizu at that time, stretched out her well-maintained jade food, gently touched her red lips, and squinted her eyes: "Could it be that Mrs. Zhao from the Xie family has gone?" (Remember this book) Website address: www.hlnovel.com