"Mr. Cheng, you are here."
When she heard that Wu Yingqiu asked to see her, Nanyan immediately asked someone to invite him in. As expected, when she saw Wu Yingqiu walking in, she was holding a scroll of pictures in her hand.
It was the copy of the painting that she had asked Wu Ying to ask for when she was in the Jinlou Bieyuan in Crane City.
He brought it.
Wu Yingqiu walked in, but first bowed to her in a proper manner: "The old minister pays his respects to the imperial concubine."
"Your Majesty, please sit down."
Nian Qiu at the side invited Wu Yingqiu to sit on a chair beside him.
Wu Yingqiu sat down, then raised his head, smiled at Nanyan and said, "When I was in Crane City, I promised the imperial concubine to send a copy of the painting to the empress, but these days, because of the mundane affairs, I have been For the delay until now, I hope that the empress will not blame you."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "Young Master, you are being polite. Originally, it was the excessive request made by the Duke, and the Duke agreed to cut off the love, which already made me feel embarrassed. How can you blame the Duke?"
"My lady, please don't say that."
…
Although the two of them secretly don't know how many times they have bitten each other's teeth, and even Nan Yan knows how many times Cheng Guogong and his daughter have hit him, but everyone is sitting face to face, but they still smile Cute, polite look.
Speaking of which, aren't all people in the officialdom so hypocritical
Wu Yingqiu said a few more polite words, and then presented the scroll in his hand.
"I also hope that the empress will not dislike the ugliness of the old minister."
"Where?"
Nan Yan winked at Nian Qiu, and Nian Qiu stepped forward, took the scroll, and unfolded it in front of Nan Yan.
Nan Yan looked at it carefully.
Her memory is relatively good, especially because this painting is very important, so when she saw it in the Golden Tower, she paid extra attention.
Looking at this copy, it is indeed almost exactly the same as the original.
So he nodded to Nian Qiu, who immediately put away the painting and put it in the inner room.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, Duke."
Wu Yingqiu smiled.
Then, he picked up the teacup on the small table next to him and took a sip.
Nan Yan slightly raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
Originally, the two of them had nothing to talk about. After all, everyone knew each other's attitude very well. Even if Wu Yingqiu was willing to give this painting this time, it was because of her status as the noble concubine of Nanyan. on their heads.
However, after giving the painting, she still sat still and didn't leave, which surprised Nan Yan a bit.
Does he have anything else to say
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Wu Yingqiu laugh and said, "By the way, the old minister came this time and heard that the King of Wei seemed to have written some anti-poetry and was thrown into prison."
"..."
Not sure why he brought this up all of a sudden.
Nan Yan smiled calmly: "There is such a thing."
"But later, it seems that the empress ordered a thorough investigation of the case, and found out that it was the empress Ning who was behind the scenes?"
"That's right."
"But, why did Concubine Ning do this?"
"..."
Nan Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Wu Yingqiu: "Duke Guo means—"
Wu Yingqiu smiled and said: "Please don't blame your concubine, the old minister just thinks it's a little strange. It seems that Concubine Ning has no reason to do this. It's not good for her to frame Wei Wang and eventually imprison herself."
"..."
"I don't know, is there something else hidden in this?"
Nan Yan's face showed a "three-point" displeasure expression, but he still smiled: "Could it be that the public thinks that Concubine Ning was wronged, and that the real culprit is King Wei?"
"This—the old minister didn't say that."
"..."
"The old minister just has doubts in his heart."
Nan Yan smiled, and then said: "This case was indeed thoroughly investigated by the palace, and the evidence that Concubine Ning imitated King Wei's handwriting to forge anti-poems was found. As for the specific interrogation, the emperor personally conducted it."
"oh… "
"What is the reason for this, I don't know the details."
"..."
"Perhaps, in order to preserve Concubine Ning's dignity, the emperor did not disclose her scandal to the public, but the matter has been settled, and the Duke should not doubt the emperor's judgment."
"This, yes, yes!"
Wu Yingqiu nodded again and again: "The imperial concubine is right."
After finishing speaking, he stood up: "The old minister has been bothering you for a long time, and your empress is troubled. The old minister will leave."
"My lord, go slowly."
Nan Yan also got up and signaled to see him off, but Wu Yingqiu repeatedly told her not to see him off, turned and left Yikun Palace.
When he walked out, Ran Xiaoyu walked in from the outside.
Watching Wu Yingqiu's back walk away with vigilance, he walked to Nan Yan's side: "Mother, what is he here for?"
"Come and send me a painting."
"Then why did you stay for so long? Just now, the servants saw him coming over from the imperial garden."
"Because he also asked about the previous case of King Wei."
"The case of King Wei?"
Ran Xiaoyu frowned: "Why did he ask this?"
There was a slight smile on Nan Yan's face, and he said: "He seems to be a little dissatisfied with the 'truth' of this case that I thoroughly investigated, and insists on believing that King Wei should have written that anti-poem."
Ran Xiaoyu's expression turned even uglier: "What does this have to do with him?"
"It's a big deal."
Nan Yan slowly got up from the chair, and Ran Xiaoyu hurried over to support her. As the two walked towards the inner room, Nan Yan said slowly, "Because the previous case has been investigated, the emperor restored the reputation of King Wei, and , and still gave him some of the powers that he had overseeing the country before."
"..."
"This is already obvious."
"What?"
Nan Yan turned her head and glanced at her, knowing that she hadn't realized it yet, so she smiled lightly: "The crown prince."
Ran Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide: "The emperor wants to—"
"The emperor should have already prepared for the appointment of the crown prince."
"This, this is good."
Ran Xiaoyu smiled subconsciously, but immediately gave Nan Yan a careful look.
Nan Yan smiled faintly, and said, "You don't have to worry about me. In fact, I also think it's better. King Wei is a good boy, and I'm full of confidence in his future."
"Ma'am..."
"However, this will make some people feel uncomfortable."
Ran Xiaoyu immediately came back to her senses: "Duke, there is—Concubine Kang?"
Nan Yan nodded, and said: "Concubine Kang has put all her strength into it, she wants to win the first place in the harem and give birth to a prince for the emperor."
Ran Xiaoyu said coldly: "The emperor must be willing to talk to her."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "Yeah, it's fine if the emperor doesn't want to talk to her, what's more, King Wei was raised by the empress, he became the prince, it's not good for the Duke and his family at all. No."
"..."
"Not only is there no benefit, it's even—"
"Even what?"
"The queen's family has been very careful before, trying not to expand their influence, so as not to bear the bad name of their relatives. But if King Wei is canonized as the prince, and the emperor wants to move the capital to the north, her family will definitely grow stronger."
"That's true."
"In the north, a big family is enough."
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Your Majesty means that even if the Duke is not the crown prince, but only for his own family, he cannot let King Wei become the crown prince."
"That's right."
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said, "From the fact that he actually asked me face to face this time, it can be seen that he doesn't just care about this matter."
"..."
"I think he's already a little anxious."
"..."
"I'm afraid that in the future, King Wei and the others will have to face even bigger storms."
Hearing this, Ran Xiaoyu frowned, showing a worried expression.
She said, "Since you know this, do you want to remind King Wei?"
Nan Yan glanced at her and said with a smile: "It's not my turn to talk about this kind of thing. I have already told the emperor a lot about Wei Wang in the ears of the emperor. If I talk more, I will become a harem." Governable."
"Well-"
"Besides, the emperor already has plans to register as a prince, won't he protect his heir?"
"That's true."
"More importantly," Nan Yan said, "Wei Wang."
"King Wei?"
"He's grown up too. Moreover, if he wants to be the crown prince, that is, in the future, he wants to become the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty. He can't always hide under the protection of others. He needs to detect danger by himself and protect himself."
"..."
"Some things, it's time for him to face it himself."
Ran Xiaoyu nodded: "Your Majesty is right."
Only then did Nan Yan smile. At this time, they had already entered the inner room.
She also knew very well in her heart that although things might be imminent, she would still find a way to help King Wei, but it could only be help, and the main problem needed to be solved by King Wei himself.
But now is not the time for her to worry.
One thing she has to worry about now is—
He raised his head and looked at the wall in the inner room, where the painting was hanging.
Nian Qiu just took the picture scroll from Cheng Guogong and asked her to bring it in, but she actually hung up the picture directly.
However, it's good to hang up.
Nan Yan walked over slowly and looked up at the painting.
It was no different from the original painting I saw in Jinlou Bieyuan before. The painting on it was just a few people sitting in front of the hall discussing things.
To be honest, although Cheng Guogong is not very good, his painting skills are really good.
There are so many people in the painting, the primary and secondary are clearly defined, the atmosphere is just right, and even the expressions on everyone's faces are vividly portrayed by him.
It can be seen that this scene at that time was very deep in his memory.
Therefore, it is possible to restore the entire scene to the drawing paper with almost a tribal stroke.
Nan Yan's eyes naturally turned to the familiar figure among them—
Bo Wang Hou.
This "uncle" who makes himself unpredictable and has too many mysteries hidden in him.
In the end - is he really his uncle
Or, do you have other, deeper bonds with yourself
But what Nanyan cared more about was the person who was not painted in this painting.
Concubine Qin.