Murong Jie thought of what she had said before. Although it seemed absurd, he actually believed it to some extent in his heart.
Zi'an looked at his expression and asked, "I talked to you about this question before, but you didn't ask too much. Why do you want to know now?"
Murong Jie said in a deep voice: "There is a story being spread among the people nowadays, you may not have heard of it."
"What story?" Zi'an was stunned.
Murong Jie walked back to the desk, took out a memorial, and handed it to Zi'an, "This is a memorial submitted by the prefect of Cizhou."
Zi'an took it suspiciously and opened it to read. After reading it, his expression changed drastically.
The prefect of Cizhou said that there were rumors about the Regent Princess in Cizhou, and the rumor was still spreading.
It is said that the current Regent Princess Xia Zian is a vixen who is bringing disaster to the country and the people. A senior monk asserts that if the princess does not die, the Great Zhou will be destroyed in her hands.
The prefect of Cizhou wrote a letter to the emperor, asking him to thoroughly investigate the matter in order to calm the people's panic.
"I didn't want to let you know about this, but I need to find a way to deal with this rumor, so I want to get it clear." Murong Jie said softly.
"You just saw this memorial?" Zi'an asked.
"Yes, I had never seen the memorial before it was presented to the Emperor."
Zi'an smiled coldly, "I now have a very high reputation in the Great Zhou, and I have returned from my meritorious service in the Northern Desert. Now that I have brought out a vixen, the people will be afraid of ghosts and gods, and will definitely regard me as a monster and hate me and stay away from me."
"Don't worry too much. Just tell me your origins again. I plan to go find the ancestors."
"Ancestor?" Zi'an was stunned.
"Yes, the ancestor should come from the same place as you."
Zi'an's eyes were as dark as ink. "Are you... sure?"
"Not sure, but it should be."
"But you don't know where the ancestor went." Zi'an knew that this time it seemed to be aimed at her, but in fact it was aimed at Lao Qi.
The Seventh Prince still holds the title of Regent, and the Emperor has not removed it, so he is still in power.
When he returned with merit, the emperor commended him and rewarded him with so many things, which had already demonstrated the emperor's magnanimity and the grace of heaven. However, if these folk legends were brought to the court in Beijing, it would be perfectly reasonable for the emperor to "handle the matter impartially."
"You guessed who did it, right?" Zi'an asked.
Murong Jie threw the memorial aside and said calmly, "I know."
Zi'an shook his head, "Besides looking for the ancestors, is there no other way?"
Murong Jie twirled the ring in his hand, his eyes lowered, but he could not hide the brilliance in his eyes, "There is a way."
He didn't say what the solution was, but Zi'an knew that the solution he thought of would definitely not be a last resort.
By then, no one will care about family ties anymore.
Zi'an felt indescribable sadness and helplessness in his heart, and more of anger.
I thought that things would be calm for a month or two, but I didn't expect the emperor to take action so quickly. Moreover, this time the action was so clean and neat that no one could imagine that it was him.
Moreover, labeling her as a monster is the quickest and most effective way. People would rather believe in such things than not.
"Tomorrow, I will go to Cizhou." Murong Jie said.
"Yeah!" Zi'an raised his face, his eyes cold, "I'm sorry."
"Silly girl!" Murong Jie reached out and stroked her face, smiling softly, "You are so free these days, and you are not feeling comfortable."
Zi'an laid her head on his chest, feeling extremely sad. In fact, she knew that he longed for such a day.
But, when will this evil wind stop
"There is one more thing. The current prefect of Cizhou is Lingli's father." Murong Jie said lightly.
Zi'an was slightly stunned. Is he the unfaithful man who married a new wife and forgot his old love
"It's up to you whether you should let Lingli know about this." Murong Jie continued.
Zi'an asked, "How did you know about Lingli?" She only knew about this after Lingli told her.
"When Lingli came to you, I asked Laojiu about Lingli's origins. If she wasn't trustworthy, how could you let her stay with you?"
His big hand embraced her small hand, and Zi'an felt a little warm in his heart.
He has always been so cautious about her affairs, fearing that something might happen to her.
But this evil wind is ultimately hard to guard against.
"Do you want to know about my past life?" Zi'an asked.
Murong Jie tapped her forehead and asked, "Is there anything else you haven't said?"
"What I said before was just a rough outline. What I want to tell you is what I experienced."
Perhaps it was because she was homesick, or perhaps it was because she was disgusted with her current life, she especially missed the hardships and dangers when she was on missions.
The couple talked all night. Murong Jie hardly slept and took Ni Rong out early in the morning.
At noon, Zi'an went to tidy up the study. The pile of memorials were piled on the desk. She knew that she shouldn't ask about the affairs of the court, but she couldn't help but open a few memorials and take a look.
These were routine memorials from various states reflecting public opinion, and many of them were submitted to the imperial court, requesting the emperor to commend and commend Murong Jie.
All the memorials had red comments, which showed that the emperor had read them all.
He could have not sent them, but he still sent them, along with the one from the prefect of Cizhou. That one did not have the emperor's approval, which meant that the emperor had expressed his attitude towards Murong Jie, and he did not believe it.
hypocritical!
Zian sneered!
She read the memorial from the prefect of Cizhou carefully again, which described everything about her in the prime minister's residence in great detail, saying that her personality had suddenly changed and she had brought harm to her family. The prime minister's family was broken up after he was possessed by a fox spirit.
The fall of the Prime Minister's Office occurred during the reign of the Prince Regent, so people began to spread rumors that the Prince Regent was instigated by a vixen to frame important and loyal officials of the Great Zhou.
At the end of the memorial, Prime Minister Xia’s achievements during his tenure were listed.
It doesn't matter even if the charges against a dead person are overturned. The most important thing is that the dead person can be turned into a sharp blade.
Zi'an felt indescribably sad.
My mother is still in the palace. Now I can only hope that Prince An can find a way to rescue her.
The seventh brother’s life-threatening parasite also needs to be treated as soon as possible.
The medicine is available, but the blood supply is lacking.
Sun Fang'er had left her blood before, but it could only be used once, which meant that we had to discuss it with her again.
Thinking of this, she hurried to the ice storage and took out the bottle that Sun Fang'er had left behind.
When she opened the lid, she smelled a foul odor. She was startled and looked carefully. She saw many bugs crawling out of the edge of the bottle. The bugs were red, about the size of toothpicks, and linear. There were more than a dozen of them.
Zi'an was shocked. How could Sun Fang'er's blood turn into insects
Zi'an knew that if she went to the palace to look for Sun Fang'er now, she might not be able to see her, but she must see her, so she had to try no matter what.
She asked Xiaosun and the nanny to get ready and she went into the palace immediately.
After entering the palace, she went directly to Xiwei Palace.
The emperor is still in the imperial study and has not returned to the palace yet. Zi'an asked someone to inform him.
However, people in the palace said that Sun Fang'er went to the imperial study to serve the emperor and was not in the Xiwei Palace.
How could Zi'an be willing to leave? So he said, "In that case, I will stay here and wait for her."
(End of this chapter)