Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 41 Four Clans
After the Qingming Festival, and taking advantage of the cool weather, Shen Lan arranged for a group of servants who didn't need to worry about it, and only left her and a few maids and servants who were close to her, and they went to Beijing together.

There are too many people, and it is always inconvenient to travel long distances.

In order to avoid people saying that Duke Lu's mansion is extravagant, in addition to the three larger carriages, there are also a dozen smaller carriages that only carry the daily expenses of eating and drinking.

The remaining curios, calligraphy and paintings will be escorted to Beijing after finding a place to live.

In the past, the mansion in central Beijing, ever since Lu Jinyan resigned from office and returned to his hometown, was persuaded by someone with a heart to take it back in the ear of the sage.

Returning to Beijing this time, it is inevitable to toss and buy land.

The people of Suzhou heard the news that Lu Guogong's mansion was going to return to Beijing from nowhere, and they greeted them outside the gate of the mansion early in the morning on the day they set off, wiping their tears and reluctantly saying goodbye.

The carriage rolled on the bluestone road in Suzhou City and made a "rolling" sound. Through the bamboo-colored curtains, one could vaguely watch the people on both sides of the road waving and bowing.

Looking at the bustling spring scenery of Suzhou again, when will the next time I see "the wind blows the willows, the dark fragrance competes for jealousy"?
Sending you thousands of miles will eventually require a goodbye.

Lu Ziyu lay half-recumbent on his side in a carriage, his narrow eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Seeing that her young lady's face was slightly pale, Luo Ning quickly took out two refreshing sachets from her arms and hung them on both sides of the carriage.

"Miss, do you want to use some jujubes?" Luo Ning asked softly, but she didn't see the lady answering him, thinking that he was still taking a nap, so he lifted the curtain of the car and told the driver not to bump too much.

Who can know?Fourth Miss Lu had no other distractions, she was concentrating on calculating all kinds of forces in Beijing.

Now that the situation in Beijing is tense, there are four forces that have separatized the political power. If the saints can't suppress those noble families, how can they let the Duke of Lu return to Beijing?

The imperial decree said that it is good to miss the worthy officials, but in the end it is just a set of mutual checks and balances.

The most powerful in Beijing is the Wang family, not only the graceful and luxurious empress, but also half of the civil servants in the court are headed by the right minister Wang Yuzhou.

The Wei family holds the military power, and the general Wei Shengyu has made great military exploits for Dongying. Although he is old, his son Wei Dong inherited his father's business, and all the generals in Beijing have a close relationship with him.

Besides, the Li family has the reputation of "the fragrance of peaches and plums is all over the world". The Li family's sons and daughters are all talented and full of books. Que Chi was loyal, but he remembered that the sixth prince had saved his life, so he became an advisor in the sixth prince's house.

Among the Dongying aristocratic families, they are the most piled up with gold and jade, and I have to go to Mu's house to have a look. As long as the gardenia trees in the courtyard are as white as winter and snowy, the whole capital may be able to smell the fragrance and sweetness. Weier, the birth mother of the Ninth Prince, Mu Guifei, came out of this golden cave.

In addition to the four major families who don't know their enemies and friends, they have to spend their minds to deal with them, and those civil and military officials who can't stand on the stage also have to deal with them everywhere.

It's not that before arriving in the capital, Lu Ziyu was so troubled and wanted to set up the situation first.

It would be a good thing if they could help each other with some noble families, but if they were all targeting Lu Guogong's government everywhere, with hostility, it would be hard for them to do it alone, and they would grind their teeth for a while.

There is also the Ninth Prince who can't figure it out, it will be hot and cold for a while, so it's better to grab it in the palm of your hand earlier.

When there are too many things in my heart, it makes people anxious and messy.

Lu Ziyu was a little irritable, he rubbed his forehead, biting his pretty rouge lips with his white teeth.

In the middle of Beijing, Osmanthus Alley, Youxiang Mansion.

A young man in a blue satin jacket ran in from outside the hall, holding a yellow leather letter with exquisite patterns in his hand, "Master Xiang, a secret letter came from the palace."

The servant bowed respectfully and only stood at the door, not daring to lift the curtain behind it.

But after a while, a tall, dark-skinned man wearing a purple robe and court dress came out from the room. His face was rough but calm, and there was a trace of greed in his three white eyes. He was staring at the little girl with displeasure fellow.

The boy who sent the letter knew this man, and when he saw him coming out, he said with anxiety and fear: "Master Gao, there is a secret letter from the palace, and I hope you will deliver it to the Prime Minister for the villain."

I was extremely careful when I said this, because the man in front of me was a high official in the court, Minister of the Household Department—Gao Zhan.

He is also the favorite student of the Right Prime Minister Wang Yuzhou.

Gao Zhan snorted coldly, with some disdain, and saw that the boy's back was even more bent, as if he was going to be buried in the soil by this momentum.

Boldly, handed over the letter.

Gao Zhan lowered his head, glanced at the letter, and saw that there was a small phoenix seal in the place where the beeswax was sealed. The tiger body shook and quickly pulled the letter over, opened the door curtain and went in again.

Seeing the person in front of him leave, the boy patted his chest and muttered in a low voice: "What are you being arrogant about? If you hadn't been next to my Xiangye, you would have been the Secretary of the Household Department in that turn."

This can only be said while there is no one around, if it is heard, ten heads may not be enough.

Gao Zhan hated others mentioning his background the most.

"Master, a letter from your empress." Gao Zhan entered the back room, presented the secret letter to the leader, and glanced at the dozen or so officials in the room, with a bad look on his face.

In his opinion, these are just useless soft-legged shrimps, without any brains at all. They only know to ask the teacher to wipe their ass when something goes wrong.

"En." Wang Yuzhou nodded lightly, and took the letter on the table.

In all likelihood, he could guess what was explained in the letter.

Open it up and see, it was really the person from Changchun Palace who asked how to deal with Duke Lu's coming to Beijing.

He summoned all his staff today, and it was here that he conspired and arranged.

The Lu family and the Wang family have been feuds from previous generations, fighting for power and calculating each other for many years, but in his generation, he was lucky to meet Lu Jinyan, a mediocre person.

Wang Yuzhou got up, moved his body, and said with a pleasant smile to the group of counselors: "Let's discuss this today, and follow the truth's arrangement, and the truth will not treat you badly."

He paused with a smile, and his expression suddenly became gloomy: "If you don't tell me and make friends with the Duke of Lu, you must be prepared to die!"

A dozen or so staff members were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said anxiously: "I dare not."

The lives of dozens of family members, old and young, are all held in the hands of the right minister, who can not behave obediently?
Wang Yuzhou was quite satisfied with their appearance, and he smiled again: "Let's all step back."

"Yes, the next official bids farewell to the right minister."

Yingying knocked again, and took five steps back before turning her head out.

The curtain was lowered, covering the figure.

Gao Zhan stood in the room and hadn't left yet, he hesitated to speak on his face, with a look of embarrassment on his face, he said in a low voice: "Teacher, if that Lu Guogong knows that we used to be."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Yuzhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the soft cushion and pouring tea for himself, stopped him in a cold voice: "Shut up."

Gao Zhan couldn't help trembling, lifted his robe, knelt down straight, and said earnestly: "The student knows his mistake, so he shouldn't bring this up again."

"Only you and I know about this matter. If others hear about it, they will lose their heads." Wang Yuzhou waved him to stand up, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Seeing the teacher's eyebrows furrowed tightly, Gao Zhan didn't dare to disturb him any more, bowed his head and saluted, and left as farewell.

In the room, only the prime minister on the right was left sitting at the head, rubbing his eyebrows, his face full of thought.

The thing that I have done, must not be known by the sage.

　I don't know why, but I dug a hole for everyone?But there are still a lot of holes in the front that have not been filled!
　　Recently, my motivation to write articles has declined. Is it because (mei) is (piao) that (piao) is a little busy? ?
　　I'm about to break the [-]-word mark soon, and the support of all the young masters is the driving force for writing, so I'm a little greedy and blatantly want your little pocket tickets~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)