Xue Pan smiled and returned from the mansion. When he came in, he found that many clan members had gathered, including Xue Yucheng, the elder of the second room.
"Brother Pan...what's going on today?" Xue Yucheng asked, holding his cane.
"Yeah...it's the royal guards coming to the door again, and it's someone coming from the palace. It's really scary to death!"
"Brother Pan, you won't cause trouble again, will you?"
As soon as Xue Yucheng started talking, everyone at the scene started asking questions, which made Xue Pan, who was in a good mood, suddenly fell down.
"Second uncle, am I just here to get into trouble?"
"To tell you the truth, I asked my friends in Jinyiwei to help us solve the matter in Zhenjiang Mansion!"
Xue Pan considered people who accepted his money to be friends. This was his extremely simple world view.
"As for the father-in-law who came today, I'm afraid you won't believe me when I tell you...he is here to reward my wife and my brothers and sisters on the orders of the Thirteenth Master!"
Everyone could barely believe the first sentence, but everyone really didn't believe the last sentence because it sounded so false.
"Reward from the Thirteenth Master? Brother Pan... you can't talk nonsense. If it spreads, it will bring disaster!"
Xue Pan's face darkened and he said angrily: "You don't believe it? Then follow me in!"
At this moment, he tried his best to prove himself, so he had to convince everyone, otherwise he would not be happy all day long.
The rewards had been moved to Xue Pan's courtyard. Everyone came to his room and watched Xue Pan open the wooden box.
Although the box is large, there are not many things inside. Each box contains a sword, a set of books, and the four treasures of the study.
"Why are there still weapons?" Someone couldn't help complaining.
Generally speaking, rewards will not include such weapons, just because it is not very auspicious.
Xue Pan immediately scolded: "The Thirteenth Master likes martial arts, don't you know this?"
"So... this is really a gift from the Thirteenth Master?" Xue Yucheng was extremely surprised.
Xue Pan put down the lid of the box and said slowly: "Second uncle, even if I have great courage, I would not dare to spread rumors about the Thirteenth Master!"
Xue Pan's oath was so firm that everyone had no choice but to believe it.
"So, Brother Pan and Master Thirteen have a relationship?"
When Zhu Jinghong arrived at Xue's house that day, the imperial army sealed the house. Most of the Xue family and their servants were imprisoned. In addition, Xue Pan strictly ordered those who knew about it not to discuss it, so no one in the Xue family knew the truth at all.
"That's right!" Xue Pan said sarcastically.
With Jin Yiwei, he dared to admit his relationship, but with Zhu Jinghong, he was not so bold, so he gave an ambiguous answer.
Hearing this, everyone in the Xue family breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Jinghong is the dark cloud hanging above their heads, which can bring violent storms to the Xue family at any time. Now that this dark cloud has disappeared, how can they be unhappy.
While they were happy, everyone also felt that Xue Pan was more pleasing to their eyes. Only a few people, including Xue Yucheng, had dark faces at the scene. They were all powerful people in the clan.
Just listen to Xue Yucheng say slowly: "Brother Pan, the Thirteenth Master doesn't care about villains, you have to clean yourself from now on... don't cause trouble to the clan again!"
On the surface, this was an education, but in fact, it was to remind everyone present that the troubles in the Xue family were all caused by Xue Pan.
However, Xue Pan did not hear the true meaning and replied with a smile: "Second uncle, you have taught me such a lesson. I will never dare to do it again in the future!"
On this side, Xue Pan was greeting the tribesmen, while Baochai had also returned to the boudoir and was tracing patterns on the paper with a pen.
She didn't care about Zhu Jinghong's reward. After all, the Xue family was extremely rich and had no shortage of gold, silver and silk.
She is just glad now that the grudge between the Xue family and Zhu Jinghong has been resolved, and she no longer has to worry about this matter in the future.
Xue Baochai sat calmly. The two little maids in her room were very curious and opened the wooden box in front of her.
"Two handles of Ruyi, two sets of books, one, two, three, four... six hairpins, two jade hairpins..."
"There are also pens, inks, paper and inkstones... and two round fans, both made of bamboo silk. The patterns on them are so beautiful!" Ying'er looked at the round fans repeatedly, looking like she couldn't put them down.
Listening to the chirping voice of the orioles, Baochai still drew with a pen and was not disturbed by outside sounds.
At this time, the maid Wen Xing suddenly said: "Girl, there is another letter here!"
Ying'er, who was admiring the fan, turned her head and saw a letter under the box, so she immediately picked it up.
"What letter? It must have been misplaced!"
"Xue... Miss Qiqi~"
After reading a few words on the envelope, Ying'er raised her head and said, "Girl, this is a letter for you!"
"That's nonsense, how could there be a letter to me!" Baochai said with a serious face.
As a boudoir woman, if she receives the token privately, it will definitely damage her reputation if it is spread out, so Baochai will naturally not admit it.
"Then what to do with this letter?" Ying'er was in a dilemma.
However, Wen Xing interrupted: "Girl... I'm afraid this letter was written by Master Thirteen. Could it be that he had some orders?"
These words reminded Baochai. She originally wanted to burn the letter, but now she hesitated.
If the letter really contained instructions, if she tore it up, wouldn't it bring trouble to the family again?
But since it was a letter to the Xue family, why did he have to sign it to himself? Baochai was puzzled.
"Bring the letter!"
After thinking about it, she decided to read the letter. After all, it was only with caution that the Wannian Ship was built.
"Put these things away!" Baochai dismissed Ying'er and the two.
"yes!"
While the two of them were busy, Baochai tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper from inside.
The paper is top-quality rice paper, and the ink is top-quality Hui ink. However...
"What words are written here!" Baochai was extremely disgusted.
Such good paper and good ink, but the characters on it are sloppy, and the structure of the brushwork is basically not particular. It can only be said to be legible.
"Is this really written by a prince?" Baochai expressed doubt.
The royal family is the best in the world. A direct prince like Zhu Jinghong is at least a bachelor's degree from the Hanlin Academy. How could he not be able to write well?
Putting aside these doubts, Baochai pinched her nose and started reading.
"Miss Xue, I haven't seen you for a few days. I wonder how you are doing..."
"Previously, Zhu came to the house abruptly, causing the girl to be frightened. I'm really sorry, I hope the girl will forgive me!"
"Today I heard that something happened to the girl's family. To express my apology, Zhu has ordered the guards to come to the door to help the girl and her family solve their problems..."
Seeing this, Baochai realized that the Jin Yiwei suddenly came to the door, and it turned out to be under Zhu Jinghong's order.
"Meng Lang was definitely not Zhu's original intention that day..."
Not your true intention? Who else can force you? Baochai complained in her heart.
"The girl is very noble, and I don't think she will argue with Zhu. It's said that we don't know each other without fighting, so you and I can be considered friends..."
"If something happens to you in the future, the girl can send someone to complain. Zhu is willing to do whatever you can to help!"
Seeing this, Baochai always felt strange. Is this helping herself or the Xue family?
Of course, it would be of great benefit to the Xue family if Zhu Jinghong could take care of him, and Baochai knew this.
Originally, he planned to burn it after reading it, but now that the letter was actually a certificate, Baochai hesitated for a while.
"There's another page?" Baochai was a little surprised.
Baochai picked up the page above and saw a poem written on the bottom. The handwriting was relatively neat.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick. If we hadn't seen it on the top of the jade mountain, we would have met under the moon on Yaotai..."
"This poem is dedicated to Xue Qing!"
After seeing the last sentence, Baochai was furious and immediately slapped the note on the small table.
"Young disciple..." Baochai cursed.
