In late June, it was the rainy season and it was raining heavily. The Queen Mother's Buddhist worship team returned to Beijing from Shangzhou.
Although the capital has undergone tremendous changes, countless high-ranking families have been destroyed overnight, everyone in the powerful family has no time to take care of themselves, and everything in the court is lifeless.
Although it was raining, Xijing City was more prosperous than before, and ordinary people were not affected at all.
The fall of the traitor will only lead to a more prosperous life for the people.
Countless people watched the royal carriage returning to the palace in the rain, and whispered:
"When a tree falls, the monkey will scatter. Now that Zhang's trump card is gone, the Queen Mother's life in the palace will probably be difficult in the future."
"No matter how hard things are, it's still better than ordinary people like us. Why bother?"
"Hey, look! Prime Minister Li's carriage has hit the Queen Mother."
Following the sight of the onlookers in the teahouses and taverns on both sides of the long street, at the second intersection of Zhuque Street, the queue returning from worshiping the Buddha collided with the Prime Minister's carriage that was about to enter the palace.
Li Woyun has always been a simple man of carriages. Even now that he has become the prime minister with more than ten thousand people, his carriage is no different from the carriages rented by ordinary people when traveling. Naturally, it cannot be compared with the royal carriage.
The road was slippery on a rainy day, so he entered the palace in a hurry. He happened to encounter the Queen Mother and her entourage. The coachman was nervous and forgot to tighten the reins, so he rammed hard at the Queen Mother's carriage. Naturally, his carriage was broken into pieces.
The escort quickly surrounded Li Woyun's little carriage as if facing a formidable enemy.
The carriage was destroyed, and naturally he could no longer sit in it. Li Woyun dug out a pure white oil paper umbrella from the debris, opened it, and slowly got off the rickety carriage.
Queen Mother Zhang also got out of the carriage.
She was dressed in plain clothes and had a white hairpin on her head. She looked coldly at Li Woyun who stood under the carriage and saluted her to apologize:
"Master Li used to be the most well-behaved, but now he dares to ram the Ai family's carriage in public." Empress Dowager Zhang sneered, "I forgot to congratulate Master Li. He is a prime minister at the age of twenty-four. Looking at the whole world, he is also a unique scholar. Talent."
If the people who bumped into her at this moment were civilians, she could take the opportunity to kill someone to vent her anger, but the person who got off the carriage was actually Li Woyun!
The surrounding escorts did not expect that the owner of this simple carriage was actually the current Prime Minister.
Li Woyun bowed his head again and said in salute: "It's raining heavily today. I have no intention of disturbing the Queen Mother. I hope you will forgive me."
Empress Dowager Zhang stared at his prime minister's official uniform: "Excuse me? Master Li, do you know what the crime is for disturbing Feng Jia?"
This official uniform was clearly worn by her uncle a month ago. Now everything has changed, and Empress Dowager Zhang is devastated.
If Li Woyun had contradicted her like this in the past, she would have killed him even if she didn't want him to die. But now that he is the prime minister, what else can she do to him?
Li Woyun: "Wei Chen knows it."
Empress Dowager Zhang saw that his face was full of tranquility. She clearly did not put her in his eyes, and she was also careful not to punish him arbitrarily. After a while, she got back into the carriage:
"Master Li wants to apologize to the Ai family, so he can walk into the palace to meet the saint."
It was already past the morning court time. Li Woyun entered the palace in a hurry, presumably because he had something urgent to report to Yan Xiu. The more urgent he was, the less Empress Dowager Zhang wanted to do what he wanted.
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Therefore, it was an hour later when Li Woyun walked into the Tai Chi Hall, covered with wind and rain, and wet.
The summer rainy season in Xijing is better than the autumn cold, but it will not burn the earth dragon. Yan Xiu and Zhu Sijia set up a charcoal pot in the main hall to make tea around the stove.
Yan Xiu was responsible for looking through the tea book, which he regarded as a treasure, and today he was studying the strange teas recorded in it. Zhu Sijia was sorting the fruits and preparing to roast some longans to eat.
When Li Woyun entered the palace, he was greeted by a strong aroma of tea and fruits.
Then there was a warm scene of Yan Xiu and Zhu Sijia putting their foreheads against each other and talking softly.
It seemed that he came at the wrong time, but at the right time.
Li Woyun was covered in rainwater, and it was inevitable that he would be ticking as he walked. When Yan Xiu saw him, he inevitably raised his eyebrows: "Master Li came to the palace through wind and rain, why?"
Zhu Sijia got up wisely, called Li Woyun to come over and sit down to warm himself, and ordered the palace attendants to go to the back hall to find some regular clothes for him to change into.
Since he returned to Beijing from the north, his health has not been good. In his previous life, Yan Xing took over the hard work, and in this life, it fell on him and almost killed him. Zhu Sijia could not help but feel guilty about him.
Li Woyun finished changing his clothes in the back hall, sat across from the two of them, and roughly told the reason why he entered the hall wet.
Finally, he took out a wet and secret letter from his sleeve and solemnly handed it to Yan Xiu: "He's from Qi State."
He himself was drowned in the rain, but he kept this letter very well.
Opening the envelope, there was a thick stack of letter paper inside. Zhu Sijia could only see the back side and had no idea who wrote the letter.
Yan Xiu didn't even finish reading the first piece of paper before he laughed heartily: "Okay, okay, this kid!"
He couldn't wait to tell Zhu Sijia: "This is written by Wu Xingbo himself. Your brother is safe and sound. Please don't worry."
Zhu Yuancun, who had "evaporated from the world" for a long time, suddenly received a letter. Zhu Sijia swept away the gloom of the past few days. She clung to Yan Xiu's forearm and cried excitedly: "Is it true? Is Yuancun really still alive?"
Yan Xiu handed the letter to her and wiped away the tears from her eyes: "I cry when I'm happy and cry when I'm sad. Why so many tears?"
Zhu Sijia's vision was blurred by tears and she couldn't see clearly. She blinked hard: "I don't have it."
Li Woyun coughed awkwardly.
Yan Xiu glanced at him: "Did Mr. Li enter the palace because of this?"
Li Woyun: "Yes."
Yan Xiu: "...Where is King Xiang? Shouldn't he submit this kind of information to the palace? It's too outrageous."
Even though she knew that Li Woyun was in poor health, she insisted on letting him make the trip on her behalf, which offended the Queen Mother.
Li Woyun glanced at Zhu Sijia, a little embarrassed: "Your Majesty, he...he went to Baiweizhai."
The smile on Zhu Sijia's face stopped suddenly, and she didn't even bother to read the letter. She said blankly: "Prince Xiang went to Baiweizhai?"
Li Woyun: "Not bad."
Yan Xiu comforted her: "Don't be nervous, his mouth is not only mean but also greedy, nothing will happen to him."
Zhu Ya was also at Baiweizhai today, and Zhu Sijia couldn't help but worry that if the two of them bumped into each other, would they make such a noise that the shop would be overturned?
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Baiweizhai.
Yan Wei ordered a table full of delicacies and asked Zhu Ya to serve him personally.
Outside, he could openly show his identity as a prince, but Zhu Ya could not. She could only bow her head and serve him at all times.
The second head of the house personally served Prince Xiang for meals in the private room. It had been spread in Baiweizhai for a long time, and no one knew that this giant Buddha had to come to Baiweizhai for entertainment. No one in the store dared to disturb him.
Yan Wei stuffed several pieces of fried chicken into his mouth, and his eyes suddenly fell on Zhu Ya. He said vaguely: "I have never noticed that Miss Zhu is so beautiful before."
In the past, he was only focused on killing her, or trying to fight against her in various ways, but he never noticed that she was outstanding in appearance. Moreover, she had been in Daqin for many days, and her hair had grown much longer, adding a bit of ancient charm.
