I don’t know who shouted first. The bride was frightened and asked her to wash up and rest for a while.
Only then did everyone remember that something happened on the road. The bride might have been frightened to tears, and her makeup might have been stained by tears. If she took off her hijab at this time and lost someone, everyone would look bad.
Everyone hurriedly responded with this remark and retreated.
Wang Zhen obviously thought of this, walked over slowly, shook Madam Shen's hand, and whispered softly: "A Shen, I will ask the maid to come in and freshen you up. I will go to the front to say hello and then come back."
Madam Shen lowered her head and her voice was calm and steady: "It doesn't matter, sir, go and do your work. I can just wash myself."
Wang Zhen thought that Mrs. Shen was not used to being served, so he did not make it difficult for her. He nodded and said: "Okay, Chen, then I will ask someone to bring some hot soup and hot dishes in. You can use some cushions first."
Madam Shen responded in a low voice.
Wang Zhen looked at Madam Shen reluctantly through the red dazzling hijab, then opened the door and went out. He ordered the two maids outside the door to serve carefully and listen to Madam Shen's instructions.
A pair of dragon and phoenix red candles burned quietly under the window, and the bright light swayed on the plain white wall.
The room was quiet for a moment. Madam Shen, who was sitting on the bed, seemed to let out a faint sigh, gently raised her hijab, and looked around the room uneasily.
The beads hanging from the hijab made a tinkling sound, and the maid standing outside hurriedly asked through the window: "Madam, please come in and help you freshen up."
At this time, the guests were all feasting in the front, and the servants in the mansion were also busy in the front. No one noticed the movement in the back house.
Of course, no outsiders rushed into the back house. After all, it was the bride's first day, so she had to save some face.
Wang Zhen held the wine cup and toasted with a smile at the banquet. When he walked in front of Han Changmu, he was very frightened and froze for a moment. The smile on his face was uncontrollably stiff and his hands were shaking so hard that they were like the autumn wind. The dry leaves in the room spilled out the shaken wine. He wiped his hands calmly, concealing his restraint, and said respectfully: "Young envoy, my lord, I pay my respects to you."
Han Changmu said "hmm" expressionlessly, drank the wine in the glass, and said a few auspicious words that were neither salty nor bland, and had no emotion.
Wang Zhen was really a little afraid of Han Changmu. When he saw that he drank the wine without making any trouble, he didn't dare to look at him and hurriedly went to drink Leng Linjiang's wine with a smile.
Leng Linjiang was well-known in Chang'an for his good temper and his smiling face. No matter how angry he was, he could put a smile on his face but stab him in the back.
Wang Zhen moved in front of Leng Linjiang and saw the warm smile like spring breeze. He said he was not afraid, but his heart was still beating, but his hands were not shaking so much: "Master Shaoyin, I respect you. "
Leng Linjiang drank the wine, looked at Wang Zhen's hand with a smile, and suddenly took out a square, palm-sized brocade box from his sleeve, stuffed it into Wang Zhen's hand, and smiled mysteriously: "Master Wang, I heard that the bride is much younger than you, but this medicine comes from the palace and it is very effective. Lord Wang will know when he tries it at night. Keep it in such a way that the beautiful lady will never be able to leave Lord Wang again."
Wang Zhen's expression suddenly changed. He never thought that Leng Linjiang could have such a dirty thing. He laughed dryly, quickly put away the brocade box, and ran away with the wine.
Han Changmu obviously heard Leng Linjiang's words and glanced at him coldly.
Leng Linjiang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and laughed cheekily: "Jiuzhao, this is a wedding wine, how come you feel like a funeral wine after drinking it? How unlucky it is. Come on, smile and attract wealth."
What the heck, Han Changmu was still amused and smiled.
Wang Zhen toasted with a round of wine, turned his head, and saw the unfinished smile on Han Changmu's lips, and felt horrified.
Wang Gui couldn't see that Wang Zhen, a young man who had never seen the world, was too timid to get on the stage. He patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder and whispered something. Wang Zhen calmed down and continued to walk forward and toast. He said hello, and he walked up to Han Changmu with a wine cup in hand, and said respectfully but without humility: "Young Envoy Han, you are polite."
Han Changmu didn't care, he responded lightly, sat down with Wang Gui, pursed his lips and said nothing.
There was a lot of laughter not far away, and the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, which made the relationship between the two people even more solemn.
Wang Gui took the lead and couldn't stand it any longer. He coughed lightly and started talking: "Young Ambassador is always busy, but I didn't expect that today I would be honored to attend my nephew's wedding banquet. This really makes the Wang family proud."
Han Changmu raised his lips with a half-smile and said, "I have nothing to do and I want to ask for a drink. I'm sure the prince doesn't welcome me."
Wang Gui chuckled and said, "How can you not, sir, you are joking."
That was what he said, but he didn't feel very happy in his heart. Looking at Han Changmu's face that was neither yin nor yang, he couldn't help but feel angry.
A nice wedding banquet was almost turned into a funeral banquet by this kid.
What a damn bad luck.
While he was muttering to himself, he heard Han Changmu's gloomy voice ringing in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Hey, why didn't Wang Zhong come to this great happy event?" Han Changmu asked with a smile on his face as he took a sip of wine.
Wang Gui's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, it was a night owl who came into the room. He came for everything. The expression on his face did not change, and he still said with a beaming smile: "Hey, that kid has a wild temper. He left the capital early to play. He didn't even make it to his eldest brother's wedding banquet, so he's ignorant."
Han Changmu shook the wine cup gently, raised his voice with a half-smile, and said "Oh", "Is that so? That Wang Zhong from the Internal Security Department must be a fake?"
Wang Gui's expression changed, but considering that he personally escorted Wang Zhong out of the city that day and sent someone to protect him, he thought that nothing would go wrong, let alone fall into the hands of the Internal Security Department. After all, the Internal Security Department Wei Si had no excuse to arrest Wang Zhong.
After understanding this, he smiled and said: "My lord, you are joking. Zhong'er is an honest child and never causes trouble. How could he offend your lord and enter the Department of Internal Health? My lord is joking."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Gui steadily, and suddenly smiled coldly and coldly: "Yes, Wang Zhong in the Internal Security Department must be fake. I originally thought it was Wang Gonggong. We are blood relatives, and we still saved some face and did not impose punishment, but now it seems that I am worrying too much."
As he spoke, he moved and was about to get up and leave.
Wang Gui's expression changed drastically, and he whispered urgently: "Wait, Mr. Han, stay, stay."
Han Changmu paused for a moment, sat back slowly, and raised his eyes with a half-smile: "Why, does the prince still have something to say?"
Wang Gui opened his mouth and immediately felt that there was a pit in front of him. Han Changmu dug it for him with his own hands. Just waiting for him to jump in, he immediately closed his slightly opened mouth tightly and shook his head calmly: "It's okay, it's okay. I just saw that you didn’t use a few bites of the food, so I wanted to ask you if the food didn’t suit your taste. If there is something wrong, I’ll ask someone to make it again.”
Han Changmu almost laughed out loud. He had never seen someone with such a strong psychological quality, who could hold on so hard. However, he did not have any proof, and he didn't hold any Wang Zhong in his hands. He was just trying to deceive. It’s just Wang Gui. He snorted softly and pretended to have a look of surprise after someone exposed his thoughts: "This food seems to be made from palace craftsmanship. How could it not suit the taste?"
Wang Gui breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you like it, adults."
The atmosphere became stagnant again for a while, and Wang Gui's scalp was numb in the silence. Facing this ignorant and uncertain person in front of him, he, an old cunning guy, felt helpless with nowhere to start.
He drank a few glasses of wine before starting the conversation again: "I wonder if the investigation has yielded any results about the matter that your Excellency came back to Ye Ting to ask about last time?"
Han Changmu glanced at Wang Gui expressionlessly and pursed his lips: "Why, father-in-law is worried about my errand?"
Wang Gui immediately scolded Han Changmu a thousand times in his heart.
Who cares about who is the bastard?
Well, he's not concerned about it, he doesn't care about it at all, he cares about it.
He smiled and narrowed his eyes: "No, I just saw that the Lord seemed to be a little thinner, so I asked casually. Don't think too much about it."
Han Changmu was aroused by Wang Gui's words, and followed his words: "Actually, there is nothing that cannot be said about this matter. Speaking of which, I have to thank Eunuch Wang for his guidance, so that I can gain something. "
Seeing Wang Gui's face stiffen, he continued calmly: "Originally, I didn't find any clues, but a while ago, Leng Shaoyin's house purchased a batch of ready-made clothes, and one of them had a pattern that was different from the previous one. Those batches of patterns were exactly the same, and when I checked this piece of clothing, it turned out to be from the Shengyuan Garment Factory in the West City."
His words stopped abruptly, and he did not say what he did after he found out about Shengyuan Garment Factory, or what he found out, which made the king's heart skip a beat.
Wang Gui asked eagerly: "Oh, it's a good trick, sir. I actually found it. How about it? What did Shengyuan Garment House say?"
Han Changmu's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Wang Gui's face, and said with a smile: "The prince is supposed to be in the Internal Security Department, but he actually likes to hear this kind of excitement."
Only then did Wang Gui realize that he had lost his composure and was impatient.
Han Changmu didn't wait for Wang Gui to explain, and added: "After receiving the news, I sent people to Shengyuan Garment Factory. Wang Eunuch might as well take a guess, what did I find?"
Wang Gui smiled and complimented: "I can't guess this. I am ignorant. Please give me some advice, the young envoy."
Han Changmu tapped the table with his fingers: "Actually, there is nothing to teach you about this matter. I sent someone there, but the Shengyuan Garment Shop has already been empty."
"He ran away?" Wang Gui looked stunned.
"Who, who ran away? Jiuchao, the person in the room you raised ran away?" Leng Linjiang could no longer stand the temptation of Han Changmu and Wang Gui, so he squeezed in between the two of them with a joking smile, hey Hehe smiled very obscenely: "Jiu Chao, don't be afraid if you run away. Ask Wang Gui to pick some better ones for you in Yeting."
