Obviously Lian Ruzhi was comforting himself as expected, but An Hongshao's heart was still worried, "After all, you are all the children of an official family, so do you just do something when you say it? Then you, a third-grade commander, if you offend the Holy Majesty, will you? Isn’t it the same as Zhang Ye’s fate?”
Lian Ruqi looked at An Hongshao's worried look and just shook his head gently, "It all depends on the Holy Spirit's will."
An Hongshao held Lian Ruqi's hand tighter and buried her head in Lian Ruqi's chest. Listening to his heartbeat, she could clearly feel that he was by her side at this moment.
Seeing that An Hongshao was so frightened, Lian Ruqi reluctantly tapped the tip of An Hongshao's nose and said, "I'm lying to you. The Holy One is not a tyrant, and it is impossible for a son of an official to kill at will."
It was not Zhang Ye who was killed today, but the entire Zhang family.
When the Zhang family saw Zhang Ye's body, in addition to feeling distressed for their son, they were even more frightened.
Even my mother burst into tears, feeling scared, fearing that Shengting would be offended at some point and everything would be gone.
The sons of officials still have class in them, and they dare not deal with them privately wherever they are.
If the guess is correct, the news will float into the Yangxin Hall like snowflakes tomorrow morning, and the Holy Spirit will take action.
Or maybe the Zhang family has some definite crimes that have been known to the Holy One.
Most of this kind of thing is only known to people in Dali Temple, and no one else knows about it.
An Hongshao looked at Lian Ruqi blankly, as if he had other thoughts in his mind. It took him a while to realize, "So now, we can't be sad, right?"
What if I act too close to the Zhang family and are targeted by someone with malicious intentions? Their crying faces are because they are dissatisfied with the Holy One? Forget it about the other people in the previous dynasty, but even Ruzhi, who was working as an errand in the palace, could not have second thoughts no matter what he encountered.
When I think about how my grandfather was still the Crown Prince and Tutor, and everything was gone overnight, the imperial power is too scary.
Even as he enjoyed the moment as expected, An Hongshao could only see his own appearance, "Just let nature take its course." There was no need to be so cautious.
An Hongshao let Lian Ruqi hold her in his arms, "I used to think that you would suffer if you talked less."
Now it seems that being less talkative to the outside world is not entirely a bad thing.
He asked in a muffled voice, "When can you come to the court?" At least, you won't be directly caught in the wrong by the Holy Emperor.
"Soon." Lian Ruqi said calmly.
Of course he had to hurry up, so that he could accompany An Hongshao to sleep every night.
Regarding Zhang Ye's death, An Hongshao felt relieved now. It was probably human nature. No matter how good you were with, no one could compare to your own stability.
Inside the carriage, the curtains were lowered, and the atmosphere was full of spring.
It was rare that An Hongshao came to pick him up, and he was not in a hurry to go back even as scheduled. It happened to be noon, so he took An Hongshao to a restaurant for dinner.
After the first month, the restaurant's business was also very good. Fortunately, they came here late, otherwise there would be no booths to sit in.
After the two of them entered, Dongqing and Lu You naturally stayed outside.
An Hongshao and Lian sat across from each other as scheduled. In An Hongshao's impression, this was the first time in their lives.
Lian Ruzhi personally brought tea to An Hongshao as scheduled, "You accompanied me through the wind and waves, now I'm calming you down."
"What kind of storm am I doing?" An Hongshao lowered his head in embarrassment.
She couldn't do anything, just listened to Lian Ruzhi talk about the court affairs.
However, when it comes to new things, An Hongshao told Mrs. Du about her visit yesterday.
Lian Ruqi laughed when he heard this, "Young lady Lian is such a big official."
An Hongshao glared at Lian Ruqi, "I'm just so angry."
What the Du family looked down upon was not An Hongshao, but Lian Ruzhi.
He couldn't explain why, even Ruzhi felt that the tea in his hand was so sweet, and the bitterness that should have been tasted on his tongue now tasted like honey.
The two of them chat about the court and the inner house. Maybe there is no big storm in life. Just sitting like this casually is the most beautiful day.
The two of them lost track of time while chatting, it was already past meal time, there were far fewer guests outside, and it didn't seem to be that noisy anymore.
Therefore, when the sound of beatings and scoldings came from the street below, it was extremely clear.
Lian Ruzhi opened the window and glanced down. He saw a group of people beating a servant below. The man looked disgraced. He was probably a slave of some family.
However, Lian Ruqi squinted his eyes, and the man looked familiar, "Isn't that cousin An's cousin?"
As for Pan Zeyu, I had only met him once as scheduled, and I had forgotten his name at the moment.
An Hongshao stood up and glanced out the window. Several servants were surrounding Pan Zeyu, raising their fists to greet him. Pan Zeyu could only hide while holding his head.
An Hongshao squinted. Wasn't he a very respectable slave before, but now he made a mistake so easily?
An Hongshao looked away indifferently and sat on the chair again, "The first house doesn't want to support the second house. Naturally, he will have no one to protect him as a defector."
Since Lian Ruqi knew that his second wife was not good to him, he would speak more frankly at this time.
Scholars have to serve others because they are forced by life.
Now that he has ended up like this, it can only be said that his ability is not good enough.
Lian Ruzhi hummed. Thinking about how he was worried that Pan Zeyu was that wild man before, it was really ridiculous. An Hongshao was so cold and indifferent, he was like a stranger to him.
Lian Ruzhi took another piece of food for An Hongshao, "It feels a little cold when I look at it."
An Hongshao had finished eating, but now he couldn't eat anymore. An Hongshao sat down for a while, and then went home with Lian as scheduled.
"Second Master Lian." He didn't want to run into a man head-on.
An Hongshao turned sideways. The person who could address Lian Ruqi like this must not be a colleague.
This man was wearing a silver gown, a jade crown on his head, and a jade pendant hanging around his waist. He looked like a noble man.
"Mr. Pang is well." Lian Ruzhi raised his hands and clasped his fists, whispering that this was Mr. Pang, and then introduced him to Mr. Pang, "This is the humble An family."
"It's my respect, madam. I'm disrespectful." Mr. Pang is nineteen this year. His name is Pang Wen and he is the grandson of Prime Minister Pang. He is currently serving in the Hanlin Academy. His father is Pang Xinhui, the Minister of Civil Affairs.
An Hongshao bowed in return but didn't say much.
After Pang Wen greeted An Hongshao, he stood next to Lian Ruqi and said, "If I had known that Second Young Master Lian was here, I would have come here earlier. Maybe I could have a drink with Second Young Master Lian."
Lian Ruqi naturally held An Hongshao's hand and gently twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm going to do my job badly if I drink."
After all, one of you just died because of what you said too much, so you can't drink too much. This is what you will do if you say the wrong thing.
Upon hearing this, Pang Wen couldn't help but sigh, "In officialdom, people can't help themselves."
Since Lian Ruzhi couldn't drink anymore, he didn't force him to stay. After sending Lian Ruzhi out, he turned back.
"See how depressed Mr. Pang is?" Sitting on the carriage, An Hongshao dared to ask Pang Wen's details in a low voice.
Speaking of this, Lian Ruzhi chuckled and said, "Pang Wen is on errands under Mr. Feng Ge."
Only if he succeeds can he become a ghost.
