Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 238 The Truth
"Oh! What's wrong with this, could it be that he passed out from joy?" Jiang Xian was shocked, and quickly put the imperial decree on the tray.

In a hurry, he pressed Lu Zhichen's mouth and pinched him again.
The entire Lu family turned their faces away in embarrassment, and even the maids and servants held their breaths to hold back their laughter.

Outsiders don't know what happened all of a sudden, but the Lu family knows them well.

This is not fainting out of joy, it is clear that he has fallen into the eyes of money again.
It is estimated that nothing was remembered about the previous reward, but the "golden ten thousand taels" later was remembered.This is not nervous, it is fainted to the ground.
Shame!
Lu Jinyan sighed, and stretched out his hand to support Jiang Xian, "Don't worry about it, this kid must be very happy."

He waved to Ah Lu to quickly carry him down.

Ah Lu and a few servants lifted Lu Zhichen's arms and walked towards the backyard. The steps were fast, as if they had been oiled.

Jiang Xian covered his mouth and smiled, "Third Young Master is probably very happy because he was named a first-rank hero by a sage!"

The Lu family laughed and laughed.

It's not that he was overjoyed by some title, it's just that he was knocked out of his head by money.
"Is this title of Hero really for the youngest of my family?" Lu Jinyan lowered his voice and asked Jiang Xian carefully.

"That's not true. This morning, the third young master of your family caught several criminals and appeared at the gate of Jingzhao Yin's Mansion. If it weren't for such a feat, the clues to several murder cases in Jingzhong would have been broken." Jiang Xian praised , "Speaking of which, the third child of your family is also very skillful. Those criminals received seven to seven 49 lashes on their bodies. Although a layer of skin was peeled off, they did not beat them to death."

Lu Ziyu finally understood.

The three little thieves that Su Wanwan taught yesterday were criminals ordered by the imperial court, presumably she deliberately gave up this trick to her third brother.

"Miss Lu Si." Jiang Xian called Lu Ziyu with a smile.

"Uncle Jiang, please tell me." Lu Ziyu blessed himself.

"I haven't seen Si Niangzi for a long time, and our family's eyes are almost dim." Jiang Xian smiled from ear to ear, "When our family was out of the palace, the empress did not come here to give a special order, saying that she would invite Lu Xun tomorrow. Madame and Si Niangzi went to Fengxia Palace to chat."

Lu Ziyu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly complied, "Thank you, Empress, for your invitation."

Jiang Xian nodded with a smile, and said a few heart-to-heart words with Lu Jinyan before leaving.

Although Shen Lan has now been granted a imperial order, she has not yet been to Fengxia Palace to meet the Queen alone.

"Yu'er, what do you mean when you say that the empress wants us to enter the palace?"

Lu Ziyu racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, how could a daughter of the royal family invite their Lu family into the palace?
It's not relative, so could it be that it's pure chatter?
Then it's better to go to Wang Ruofu to chat with her.
"It doesn't matter what it means, we have to be careful anyway." Lu Ziyu frowned and said to Shen Lan, his face was a little unhappy.

In the Ninth Prince's Mansion on the outskirts of Beijing, a tall and thin man stood impressively outside the door.

Although his demeanor is extraordinary, there is a faint air of rigor and rigidity.

Ying Su got out of the carriage with a blank expression. He saw the middle-aged man waiting at the door froze for a moment, and walked over.

"Veteran Li Que, see Your Highness the Ninth Prince." Li Que hurriedly bowed his hands when he saw Ying Su returning to the mansion.

There were beads of sweat on his face, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

Ying Su stepped forward to give him a hand, "Why did Prime Minister Zuo come here suddenly? But is there any important matter to discuss with the hall?"

Li Que wiped his sweat, squirmed his mouth a few times, but didn't continue to speak.

There was a look of embarrassment on his face, and Ying Su naturally noticed it, "Why don't you go to the mansion to talk about it? I just got some good money in the palace a few days ago, and today I am honored to invite Prime Minister Zuo to drink tea together."

Li Que was not used to being treated so generously, so he hurriedly bowed to thank him, and followed Yingsu to the study.

The study room is elegant and spacious, the shelves are not filled with precious gold, jade and extravagant items, instead they are full of good books on self-cultivation and governing the country.

The books are clean, without a speck of dust, so they must be used to look at them from time to time
Compared with the pictures of beauties in the room of the Sixth Prince and the jewels and utensils that can be seen everywhere on the shelves, Li Que is amazed by the elegance here.

The Ninth Prince is really unparalleled in the world. Only with such a noble character can he be worthy of the title of gentleman, and even more worthy of the rank of cloud rank dragon.

He exuded a sense of admiration from his heart.

Ying Su lifted the lid of the tea, skimmed off the froth, and casually took a sip, "Mr. Zuo has not been in touch with the main hall all year round, why is he here today?"

Li Que was not in the mood to drink tea, he stared at Ying Su's left hand, and said straight to the point, "I dare to take a look at His Highness's left arm."

Ying Su put down the teacup, "What if the hall disagrees?"

"If His Highness does not agree, the officials will have no choice but to come to the mansion every day to ask for this matter until His Highness agrees!" Li Que said without hesitation, leaving no way out for himself.

Seeing his persistence, Ying Su sighed lightly, "You see?"

Li Que stood up with trembling lips, he supported the chair with one hand, and forced himself up.
Ying Su rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, and there was a shocking scar on it.

"The hunt in Qiu Wei ten years ago, was... His Highness saved the minister?" Li Que had already confirmed the guess in his heart.

No, not guesswork.

That's a solid fact!
Ying Su put down her sleeves with a light hum, and didn't take it too seriously.

Li Que, who got the answer, burst into tears, and he knelt down on the ground trembling, "The lower officials have blind eyes, so they failed to recognize His Highness earlier."

If he had recognized the right person ten years ago, why bother to make a plan for the ineffective sixth prince.
"You don't need to be guilty of the left. This palace doesn't want to talk about this matter, and I don't want to embarrass the left." Ying Su helped Li Que up, and said lightly, "It's just that each is the master, and each has its own destiny."

Li Que was very moved when he heard this.

Obviously he could use this matter to instigate himself against him, but the Ninth Prince didn't bother to use methods.

The gentleman's magnanimous feelings made Li Que even more grateful.

The two were talking in the room, and Wang Ruofou came over with a bowl of bean soup to relieve the heat.

She asked A Ruo who was beside her without moving her voice, "I really saw it, is it the left minister Li Que?"

Ah Ruo nodded cautiously.

Arriving at the door of the study, Wang Ruofou was about to step in, but Fuyun blocked it, "Prince and concubine are not staying in her small courtyard, what are you doing to disturb His Highness?"

Wang Ruofou smiled softly, "I thought that His Highness had just returned home, so I brought a bowl of bean soup that I cooked for His Highness to relieve the summer heat."

"Not poisoned?" Fuyun sneered.

"Master Fu is joking." Wang Ruofu didn't care about Fuyun's obstruction, but went around and entered the study.

Suddenly, the wrist seemed to be hit with something.

The tray fell and the bean soup was spilled all over the floor.

Mo Ya flew in front of them, like a bloodthirsty Rakshasa, ruthless and cold, "The study is important, no trespassing!"

Wang Ruofu froze, looking at the scar on Mo Ya's face with a bit of fear.

She never thought that there would be such a Shura-like figure in the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

It seems that she has to write a secret letter and hand it out.
"If that's the case, my imperial concubine will not bother you." Wang Ruopo didn't care about the mess on the ground, she glanced at the tightly closed carved door of the study room, and left in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)