After Fan Zi reminded me a few words, he quickly caught up with Song E, Fan Shuyan and Lian Renqing.
I looked at the huge Lian Mansion, which was crowded with people, and servants were welcoming and escorting them off.
It can be seen that Lian Renqing's colleagues are very willing to give him a little favor, and everyone in the Hanlin Academy has come.
In addition, several officials who had close personal relationships with Lian Renqing were also there.
Although I don’t know him, judging by how he is dressed, he looks like he is rich or expensive, so he is not an ordinary person.
Huaizhu supported me and secretly signaled: "Miss, why don't you go in?"
I regained consciousness and nodded, leading her across the front living room, preparing to follow Fan Zi and the others to the backyard to see Fan Fengchu and the nominally newborn niece.
As a result, when I appeared in the crowd, the living room that was bustling just now suddenly became quiet, and dozens of pairs of eyes stared at me.
Huaizhu and I continued walking forward calmly.
When I was about to leave the front hall, I heard whispers from behind: "The young lady who just passed by is Liu Huai'an's wife."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
There are envious people.
There are those who despise it.
There are also people who care about things that have nothing to do with them.
Just when everyone was about to make fun of me, a cold and arrogant voice sounded: "So what if Liu Huai'an enjoys all the blessings of the whole family? It is not certain who will have the last laugh among the emperor and the courtiers."
Huaizhu and I stopped behind the corner of the corridor. She and I heard what the man said clearly.
Huaizhu couldn't help but secretly stamped her feet at me: "The world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not as good as they used to be. The Prime Minister hasn't had any trouble yet. This group of people who are eager to join the sect are already waiting to see the joke. If the Prime Minister finds out, they will tear them apart." "
I subconsciously looked back at the person who spoke.
I saw that although the other party was wearing brocade clothes and jade belts, and the whole body was well-matched, he was born with kite shoulders and jackal eyes. He was extremely ugly, with a sinister and unruly look all over his body, and he almost had the word "ambition" hanging on his forehead.
I know who this person is, Chang Manqing, who serves as a writer in the Hanlin Academy. This department was originally promoted by Ling Hui to balance the position of prime minister.
Incidentally, Liu Huai'an's actions have long been despised by others, not to mention that in the Hanlin Academy, which prides itself on being a noble scholar, few people really take a liking to Liu Huai'an.
What's more, the author is just a casual job, and it's even more of a cover.
On the surface, Chang Manqing was working in the Hanlin Academy, but in fact, he got an official position in the court with the support of Taiwei Qi Hui.
Because he had this uncle who supported him in the court, he was used to being domineering among his colleagues.
Lian Renqing also gave him some thin noodles before inviting him to drink. Unexpectedly, no one would blame him after the call came out, but many people cheered and clapped.
I secretly thought about the stakes in this clown's words.
If what Fan Zi said is true, then Liu Huaian's life in the court must have been difficult. Otherwise, how could even this little flea dare to jump on Tai Sui's head?
Seeing that I didn't speak, Huaizhu thought I was being bullied and was hurt. She couldn't help but hold my arm and walk forward, sighing: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone out. But before I even started, I was being pointed at the nose." scold."
I glanced at her and said, "It's not like I'm at home now, so just shut up if you can."
Huaizhu had no choice but to stick out her tongue at me, and then quietly continued in my ear: "Isn't the lady angry at all?"
I'm angry? Why should I be angry? Who am I angry with?
I am still kept in the dark. Needless to say, Liu Huaian wanted to strangle me to death before he even said a few words.
Outside, people are openly making fun of people.
If I really want to get angry, I can't be angry that the original owner is so stupid that he has to marry such a top-notch scumbag?
Otherwise, I don’t know why I was so tired that day.
Seeing that I was silent, Huaizhu knew that I was indeed angry, so she had no choice but to keep silent.
When Huaizhu and I came to the bedroom, we happened to see her sitting on the bed holding her baby who was just one month old and crying sadly. Song E was sitting on the edge of the bed with a sad face. Fan Zi and Fan Shuyan were also sitting nearby and looked at each other silently.
The biological mother standing next to her, Lian Renqing's biological mother Huang Cuifang, looked equally ugly. In the end, she had no choice but to nod to me, and then went out to tell the housekeepers to prepare for the banquet.
After Fan Fengchu saw me, she turned her face to one side and wiped away tears secretly. I knew that she definitely didn't want to see me coming, thinking that I was here to laugh at her.
I didn't want to stand in the room and be regarded as a thorn in others' eyes and flesh, so I turned to Fan Zi and said, "My daughter just remembered something. Can you please go out and talk about it?"
Fan Fengchu thought I didn't even bother to look at her child, so she gritted her teeth and said to me: "Let's go! Let's go! Let's all go! Don't bother everyone!"
I glanced at her coldly, not wanting to get to know her.
Fan Zi didn't want to see a conflict between me and Fan Fengchu, so she nodded in agreement and followed me to a secluded place in the backyard.
I asked him: "Has Huai'an provoked anyone who shouldn't be provoked?"
Fan Zi held his beard and said nothing.
I continued: "I asked him before in the mansion, but he didn't want to tell me anything."
Fan Zi looked around and whispered to me: "The matter is not clear yet. I will inform you as soon as possible when dad has news."
Obviously I don't believe what he said, he must be hiding something from me.
As a Taifu, Fan Zi is also a typical Duan Shui master in the court. On the surface, he can't offend anyone, and he looks shabby and pedantic, and he can't understand things.
In fact, in the face of the surging undercurrents between the DPRK and China, we chose to protect ourselves wisely.
Even though he looks towards Ling Hui on the surface, he actually cares more about himself, not to mention Liu Huaian.
I carefully tested him: "Is it related to the assassination in the temple?"
Who would have thought that Fan Zi would instantly glare and assassinate? Is that okay? !
He asked me: "When did it happen? Who was going to be assassinated?"
I had a headache and held my forehead. I began to think that we might be talking about two different things, so I simply waved to him, turned around and walked to the back garden: "Forget it, I'd better go for a walk by myself to calm down."
Fan Zi's mind was full of the word assassination, and he had no clue, so he had to go back first.
I didn't know that Ling Hui secretly sent Shadow Guards to investigate the assassins. There has been progress. It happens to be related to Liu Huai'an.
For this reason, Ling Hui has sent the minister of Dali Temple to secretly re-investigate the old case.
Liu Huai'an received the news and was restless ever since. The officials involved in the matter were also in panic all day long.
But I knew nothing about the undercurrent lurking beneath the calm.
When I took Sophora japonica to the back garden to relax and kill time, I found many female relatives sitting and chatting here.
It must be a relative of Lian Renqing's side. Because his colleagues gathered in the front hall, he simply went to the garden to sit for a while.
In summer, the lotus pond is covered with green leaves and graceful lotus flowers. The ladies are laughing and laughing continuously, and the atmosphere is warm and peaceful.
I thought it would be better than staying with Fan Fengchu and being regarded as a thorn in others' side, so I took Huaizhu and sat down in the pavilion next to me.
At this time, one of the girls, who looked delicate and petite, but was cute and clever, came to me and took the initiative to greet me: "Are you Sister Feng's sister, Miss Fan Er?"
I smiled and nodded, and then asked, "I wonder what I call my sister?"
The girl replied coquettishly: "Chen Ling'er"
