After Zhou Yi returned home, she told her father what Wen Qingzhu said.
"Did Qingzhu really say that?" Zhou Sang could vaguely understand what she meant, but felt that it was quite risky at this time.
After all, the crown prince has not been officially canonized yet, so it is not considered justifiable.
Zhou Yi stood up, took out a piece of letter paper, spread it out and handed it to Zhou Sang: "This is the letter written by Sister Wen to Daddy."
Zhou Sang reached out and took it, lowered his eyes to read it, then slowly raised his head, looking at his daughter solemnly.
But Zhou Yi nodded silently.
The heavy snow finally stopped, and the good weather for two consecutive days, coupled with the princess's wedding, created a lively scene in the capital.
After returning to Beijing, Wen Qingzhu saw no one except Zhou Yi.
On the afternoon of the second day, Jasmine returned to the Hou Mansion and brought the box to Wen Qingzhu.
Placed on the table, the lid was opened, and what appeared in front of everyone was a purple micro stone, which was exactly the same as the one Zhou Yi had seen yesterday.
Wen Qingzhu reached out and touched it, then turned to Lu Tao to get the one from the room.
After comparison, there are still some differences.
"Let them redo it." Wen Qingzhu waved his hand, and Jasmine packed up the things.
Before she left, Jasmine did not step back immediately.
She seemed to have something to say, but she didn't say anything for a long time.
However, Lu Tao noticed something was wrong with her and asked helpfully: "Miss, is there anything else wrong with Jasmine?"
Only then did Wen Qingzhu raise his eyes, Jasmine lowered her head and knelt down, and whispered: "I shouldn't have talked about this matter with you, but Mrs. Fu took great care of me before, and later Mrs. Fu has been helping me secretly. Mrs. Fu wants to see you this time, so I dare to tell you."
"Mrs. Fu?" Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment, and now the Fu family is tied to Prince Ning.
She asked again: "Is it Fu Yu or Mrs. Fu?"
Jasmine replied: "It's Mrs. Fu."
Wen Qingzhu thought about it for a while, thinking about Ziweishi's matter and couldn't be in a hurry.
When the Fu family was at its peak, maybe we could find out something.
So she agreed to Jasmine's request, dressed up a little, and went to Fu's house with Lu Tao and Xi'er.
At the door, Madam Fu stood to greet her.
Wen Qingzhu got out of the car, saluted politely, and got along with her like a junior.
This surprised Mrs. Fu, who welcomed her in.
When they arrived at the lakeside pavilion of the Fu family, Mrs. Fu dismissed her servants, leaving only her confidant mother and maid here to serve her.
"How are you doing in Kangcheng these days, Madam?" Mrs. Fu looked at Wen Qingzhu, her expression was not very good.
I wanted to recommend some prescriptions, but thinking that she was a doctor with excellent medical skills, I changed my mind.
Wen Qingzhu smiled and said: "Everything is fine, but Fu Yu's injury is not serious. Is he okay now?"
When Mrs. Fu mentioned this, she was surprised and happy, but there was still a sad look on her face. She wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said: "I'm not afraid that Madam will laugh if I say it. I'm afraid it won't be good. I wanted to bother Madam, but Princess But he refused no matter what."
Wen Qingzhu was slightly surprised. If Fu Yu's life was really at stake, how could Jiang Yijia not look for her.
She took advantage of the situation and comforted her, saying, "Master Fu Yu has his own destiny, and he will definitely be fine. I came here unexpectedly today. If Madam doesn't mind, why don't I go over and take a look now?"
Mrs. Fu was a little flattered by such enthusiasm, but she was someone who had experienced big storms.
Wen Qingzhu must be seeking something like this.
"Madam... But what difficulties did you encounter?" Mrs. Fu did not dare to ask for help, but decided to ask clearly before talking.
Wen Qingzhu smiled lightly: "It's nothing serious. I just heard that when my wife was young, she often went to the palace to accompany Empress Zheng. I was somewhat interested in Empress Zheng's affairs, so I came over."
Mrs. Fu tightened her handkerchief. She hadn't heard anyone mention Empress Zheng for many years.
Why is Wen Qingzhu interested in her now
"Madam, do you think Empress Zheng and the Emperor were in harmony before?" Wen Qingzhu knew that Mrs. Fu was also a powerful person.
She had her own purpose, and Wen Qingzhu didn't mind helping her, but she didn't have to be polite and just told her purpose.
"Why do you suddenly want to ask about this, Madam?" It's not that Madam Fu didn't dare to say it, she was afraid that she would say something she shouldn't have said.
Wen Qingzhu raised the cup, took a sip of tea, and praised: "This tea is my favorite flavor. I must have thought that I will come this time, so I must be ready."
Mrs. Fu stood up: "Mrs. Fu Hou, you better not ask me about the affairs of Empress Zheng and the Emperor."
She wanted to leave in a panic, but was stopped by Xi'er.
The maid and mother who were following Mrs. Fu immediately became frightened and were about to take action when Fu Yu's voice came from a distance.
"Mrs. Fu!"
Everyone looked up and saw two boys carrying Fu Yu over.
Seeing him coming, Mrs. Fu pushed Xi'er away without hesitation and rushed out of the pavilion, almost crying: "Yu'er! Why did you come out? Are you injured so badly? Why did you come out!"
Madam Fu's tears kept falling, but Fu Yu was calm, slowly pushed her away, and ordered the boy beside him: "Take Madam down."
"Yu'er!" Mrs. Fu shouted immediately, but when she saw Fu Yu's eyes that saw everything, she felt she was wrong and could only call her people to go down.
When Fu Yu arrived and sat down, the servants immediately lowered the bamboo curtain and added a layer of gauze.
It suddenly became warm inside the pavilion.
Wen Qingzhu looked at his expression and said with a smile: "It seems that Prince Ning still feels sorry for you. I thought you couldn't even get out of bed at this time."
Facing her teasing, Fu Yu smiled helplessly: "Madam, please stop teasing me. My injury has nothing to do with Prince Ning."
"It's not directly related, but it's also indirectly related. If he hadn't valued Yao Ban, how could you be in this situation today?"
Wen Qingzhu shook his head slightly. If he had chosen Jiang Yuanhan, even the previous Jiang Yuansheng and even Jiang Yuancheng would not have ended up like this.
He obviously tried his best to assist Jiang Yuanan, but was almost killed by Jiang Yuanan's people.
Fu Yu didn't want to raise this issue again, so he turned to Jiang Yijia: "Don't take my mother's words to heart. I must marry Yijia. Now I have sent the news to Concubine Li. If she Agree, we can start planning immediately.”
"But your mother doesn't agree." Wen Qingzhu knew Fu Yu's temperament very well. He was a filial person.
Fu Yu was silent for a long time and then said: "As a man, you cannot break your promise. A gentleman's promise should not be empty words."
"The princess doesn't know about this, right?"
"have no idea."
"That matter can't be settled. Seeing as you bypassed her, you must know that she will understand your thoughts. But in this case, the problem still exists."
Fu Yu raised her head and said firmly: "I know this too. I even think Concubine Li may not agree with it, but -"
After a while, he added in a low voice: "Prince Ning has been defeated."
Looking at Fu Yu's expression, Wen Qingzhu actually felt that he didn't need to blame him.
After all, it was King Ning who didn't believe him.
After a while of silence, Fu Yu raised her head and asked, "Why did you come to see my mother?"
"Ask about Queen Zheng."
Fu Yu was a little surprised by Wen Qingzhu's directness. After thinking about it again and again, he still didn't quite understand her purpose.
"Why do you want to ask about Queen Zheng at this time?"
"I want to understand the changes in the emperor before and after he ascended the throne. He can pretend to be anything, but he can't hide it from the person next to him. What's more, Empress Zheng is a woman of great wisdom."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Fu Yu vaguely felt that this matter was not simple, and it had nothing to do with Prince Rui.
Wen Qingzhu gave an unpredictable smile: "Of course I have my purpose. Now that the situation is gradually becoming clearer, you don't need to make too many guesses. Anyway, it is not a bad thing for everyone."
Fu Yu was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Maybe you can meet my grandfather."
With Fu Yu's order, Wen Qingzhu took a carriage and arrived at the gate of Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing.
After getting out of the car, I saw several guards guarding me.
Wen Qingzhu went over, took Fu Yu's warrant, and entered smoothly.
I followed the steward who came all the way to the pond in the middle of the village.
Fu Xuan was wearing coarse linen clothes, his hair was completely white, held up by an old wooden hairpin, holding a long fishing rod in his hand, and walked motionless.
The steward walked over and said respectfully: "Sir, Mrs. Fuhou is here."
Fu Xuan sat motionless, still looking at the calm pond quietly.
The steward was a little helpless and was about to speak again when Wen Qingzhu took a step forward and waved his hand to tell the steward to step back.
Lu Tao found a small stool and placed it next to Fu Xuan, and Wen Qingzhu sat down.
Following Fu Xuan's line of sight, it was exactly where the thread was hidden in the water.
"Mr. Fu, it's only the beginning of February. There aren't many fish in the pond, and you can't catch anything. Why don't you talk to me?"
Wen Qingzhu looked sideways and saw Fu Xuan twitching the corners of his mouth but saying nothing.
She followed Fu Xuan's gaze again and could only speak slowly: "Speaking of which, Mr. Fu has brought the Fu family to the pinnacle of prosperity. There is nothing wrong with it. It's just that you should not go too far and control Hanlin." The hospital is okay for a while, but over time, the emperor will not be able to tolerate you."
Fu Xuan still didn't reply, still looking at the water as motionless as a mountain.
Wen Qingzhu had no choice but to continue: "That's how the family is, ups and downs, enduring is the right way. Look at the Wei family, they see it much more clearly than I do."
Fu Xuan was still silent, and Wen Qingzhu sighed inwardly. Sure enough, Jiang was still too old.
She took the initiative to come here, giving Fu Xuan the initiative.
"Fu Yu is getting married."
This time, Fu Xuan's hands finally shook.
Wen Qingzhu sighed: "He decided to marry Princess Yijia in advance to save her life."
"Prince Ning was defeated?" Fu Xuan turned around and looked over.
Wen Qingzhu pondered for a moment and replied: "It doesn't count. It's just that Prince Rui is now Prince Rui. Prince Ning failed to assassinate Prince Rui. Now his whereabouts are unknown. Yao Ban has also been arrested. Now Prince Ning is basically dead."
"Then why did Yu'er marry Jiang Yijia! Prince Ning and Concubine Li looked down on this marriage at the beginning!" Fu Xuan dropped the fishing rod, and he probably understood why.
Seeing that his reaction was still so intense, Wen Qingzhu said with emotion: "Master, not everyone is like you, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Fu Yu is an upright gentleman, and he will naturally do what he promised."
"Ha." Fu Xuan sneered, continued to pick up the fishing rod and started fishing.
Wen Qingzhu was not in a hurry and asked someone to prepare tea and fruit snacks, as well as a fishing rod.
Since Fu Yu recommended his grandfather, Fu Xuan must know more things here than Mrs. Fu.
After half an hour, Wen Qingzhu kept eating and drinking, which made Fu Xuan very annoyed.
He finally turned around and said, "What do you want to do here?"
Wen Qingzhu finally said seriously: "I want to ask about some old stories."
These words made Fu Xuan's face tighten, he turned to look at the water again, and said calmly: "Now Prince Rui, and no one in the Wei family can shake them, so why are you looking for old things?"
"Of course it's for those who died innocently, such as Concubine Zhou and my grandfather." Wen Qingzhu said slowly, keeping his eyes on Fu Xuan's hand.