"Because someone plotted against him!" Murong Xue smiled lightly. When Murong Yue passed away, Murong Ye was only four years old. If Murong Ye dies, he will be a marquis himself.
Leaving the capital and going to Jingzhou is tantamount to giving up the marquis position, which is not in line with the greedy character of Du's mother and son. Therefore, Murong Jian must not have left Beijing voluntarily, but was forced to leave.
Prime Minister Xie smiled, the little girl was really smart, she guessed right: "It was me and Cheng Guogong who made some tricks and transferred Murong Jian far away."
"Thank you, Prime Minister!" Murong Xue's eyes were dark, Xie Prime Minister, Cheng Guogong and Murong Yue are close friends, and said that the two of them jointly transferred Murong Jian away, she completely believed it.
If it weren't for Prime Minister Xie and Cheng Guogong's momentary acts of kindness, the Zhen Guohou Mansion would have been ruled by Du's mother and son long ago. I don't know if she would have survived until now, but Murong Ye must have died long ago.
Prime Minister Xie smiled lightly: "You don't need to say thank you, we are also entrusted by your grandfather."
"Grandfather?" Murong Xue was startled. In the memory of the original owner, her grandmother passed away early, and her grandfather was not in good health. , his wife and children are also there, and the family rarely returns to Beijing.
The present Shen's residence is just a large empty courtyard, in the courtyard there is only the old man who is in charge of looking after the courtyard, and a few maids and nuns who sweep the house, and there is no master at all.
"Your grandfather is An Guogong, with great martial arts skills, and he used soldiers like a god. Back then, he was honored as the God of War by the world. When the enemy country heard his reputation, they would be scared and back away..."
Prime Minister Xie recalled those years, with a smile on his lips, he kept talking: "The truth, Cheng Guogong and your father are both your grandfather's disciples, and our martial arts are all taught by him..."
"Your father's mysterious and unpredictable method of using troops is also due to your grandfather's teachings. Truth and Cheng Guogong are not interested in leading troops to fight, so they are civil servants in the court... and King Xiaoyao, old King Jing also They were taught by your grandfather..."
Murong Xue's eyes sparkled: It turns out that she had such a powerful grandfather, who was full of peaches and plums, and taught students who were all rare dragons and phoenixes in the world. It's a pity that he passed away too early...
"Xue'er, Murong Jian is going back to Beijing!" Prime Minister Xie's soft voice suddenly became serious, Murong Xue suddenly came back to his senses, and slightly raised his eyebrows: It turned out that Prime Minister Xie came to her to tell her about this matter.
Officials sent out from the capital can be transferred back to the capital within three to six years after they have made political achievements in the jurisdiction.
However, Murong Jian was left hanging in Jingzhou for ten years, so he must be very anxious, and would definitely use all available relationships and connections to get him transferred back.
His term of office has already expired, and as long as his political achievements do not make major mistakes, it is not a problem to be transferred back to the capital.
"Come back when you come back!" She and Murong Ye have grown up, they are no longer the pair of twins who had no resistance and could only let him squeeze round and flatten, now they are not afraid of him: "Thank you Does the prime minister know who is it that transferred Murong Jian back to the capital?"
Prime Minister Xie shook his head, his eyes were dark: "The transfer order was issued by the officials, and the truth was made on the sidelines. The people in the officials were just perfunctory with words like 'Murong Jian's term of office has expired, so he should be transferred back to the capital', and refused to reveal the truth... "
Murong Xue sneered, Murong Jian's term of office has expired long ago, if the Ministry of Officials had really done business, they would have transferred him back long ago, why would they have waited until now? dare not offend...
Prime Minister Xie, Cheng Guogong doesn't know the identity of the person behind the scenes, so naturally he can't rashly fight that person to the death for a mere transfer order: "Thank you, Prime Minister, for taking care of me all these years!"
If it weren't for Prime Minister Xie and Cheng Guogong's pressure, Murong Jian would have been transferred back to the capital long ago. She and Murong Ye would never grow up so safe and sound.
Prime Minister Xie sighed heavily: "I am ashamed of myself, but I failed to protect your brothers and sisters from growing up safely."
"Prime Minister Xie, don't blame yourself. You have done a good job. I will take care of Murong Jian's affairs after he returns home!" Her mother made her half disabled, and she would still be afraid of him!
As the sun slanted to the west, Murong Xue walked out of Yipin Pavilion and walked slowly along the flat road, her slim figure cast a long, long shadow under the setting sun.
She frowned lightly, staring at her eyes and thinking: Murong Jian's grandfather is just a minister, his father-in-law is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and his sister-in-law is Marquis Wu'an. These three people are not very high-ranking and powerful, and they are not enough to deter the officials. Keep your mouth shut to the prime minister!
It was definitely not the three of them who transferred Murong Jian back, so who is he
"Okay!" The sound of the horse's hooves came to her ears, and Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses. Looking around, she saw a young man in a blue brocade robe galloping towards him on a fast horse. Thirteen or fourteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, handsome appearance, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, arrogant, arrogant, and shining.
"Drive!" The fast horse galloped quickly on the road, and the passers-by evaded one after another.
Murong Xue was also going to stand back, a little further away from the horse, she didn't want to, there were already pedestrians standing behind her, and she couldn't go back at all.
Seeing that the pedestrians were avoiding the young man on the horse, she was the only one who stood still, with a trace of sullenness flashing in her eyes, and she mercilessly threw the whip in her hand: "Get out of the way, don't block my way!"
The fierce wind came head-on, Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly, she stretched out her hand to grab the long whip, swung it vigorously, the long whip went back the same way, only heard a 'pop' sound, the long whip hit the boy hard On the chest, kick him off the fast horse, and fall to the ground with a 'plop', raising smoke and dust all over the sky!
"Ah!" The boy's screams pierced through the clouds and resounded through the sky.
"Master!" A middle-aged butler hurried over, carefully helped the young man up, looking at his messy hair and the long cut in the brocade robe, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
The young man was furious, pointed at Murong Xue, and said viciously: "She blocked my way and knocked me off the horse, you unreasonable shrew, quickly arrest her and beat her hard!"
The middle-aged butler followed his direction, saw Murong Xue, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You are... Miss Murong!"
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows: "You know me?" In the original owner's memory, there was no such a middle-aged man.
"The humble Chai Jin is the housekeeper brought by Mr. Murong Jian to Jingzhou. When the master is transferred back to the capital, the humble position will naturally come back." Chai Jin said with a smile, pointing to the young man: "This is the eldest son of the second master. Do you still remember your cousin Murong Ji?"
Murong Xue glanced at Murong Ji, and a sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth: She was thinking about the reason for Murong Jian's return to Beijing, and met his son in a blink of an eye, and they met in such a hostile way, it's really a narrow road for enemies!