The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 101

[Chapter 101 Entering the palace for an audience]

“Yang Ming?”

Wu Yi frowned slightly when he heard this.

Because Xia Yixue had been imprisoned in the prison of the Kyoto Prefecture, Wu Yi was very afraid of her and could only stand behind Fang Xiu and listen carefully.

At this moment, when he heard the name Yang Ming, he couldn’t help but ask: “Yang Ming almost never leaves the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites on weekdays. The Shangshu Mansion is so heavily guarded. How did the assassin kill him?”

Xia Yixue He glanced at him, shook his head, and said nothing more.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the entire wine table became a little quiet.

Fang Xiu was about to ask about the characteristics of some assassins when he heard a familiar voice coming from his ears.

“Mr. Fang, I have finally found you.”

This voice was soft and sharp, and you knew it was not ordinary.

Fang Xiu looked back, and sure enough, it was the eunuch Zhang Wen.

“It turns out to be Eunuch Zhang. I wonder what Eunuch Zhang wants to do with me?”

Eunuch Zhang?

Hearing this, Xia Yixue and Wu Yi simultaneously focused their attention on the feminine man in cloth.

Is this person from the palace?

What is his relationship with Fang Xiu, and why do they seem to know each other very well?

For a moment, Wu Yi imagined countless strange scenes in his mind, and suddenly, the way he looked at Fang Xiu became a little abnormal.

Xia Yixue kept staring at Zhang Wen with her eyes, a pair of white and tender catkins placed on her waist, as if she might draw her sword at any time.

Zhang Wen’s attention was all on Fang Xiu, and he did not see Wu Yi and Xia Yixue beside him. He came forward and whispered: “It’s not that I’m looking for you, but your Majesty.”

At this point, he paused. , raised his eyes, looked around, and then whispered: “Your Majesty has something to do with the young master.”

“Your Majesty?”

Fang Xiu was slightly startled, with a look of doubt on his face.

Zhang Wen nodded and whispered: “His Majesty ordered the young master to come to the palace for an audience.”

Fang Xiu asked: “Now?”

Zhang Wen nodded and said: “Yes.”

Fang Xiu thought for a while.

Falsely conveying imperial edicts is a capital crime. Zhang Wen, a small eunuch, cannot do such a thing.

So, he stood up, cupped his hands towards Xia Yixue, and said, “My master has some urgent matters that I need to deal with. I’m sorry that I can’t accompany you. I’ll forgive you, Mr. Xia.”

After saying that, he patted Wu Yi’s shoulder again: “Let’s go first. “

Wu Yi was startled for a moment, then leaned into Fang Xiu’s ear and asked: “Is something going on in the palace?”

Fang Xiu shook his head: “I don’t know yet. During this period, you can stay at home with peace of mind. Keep more guards, and don’t go to those places of smoke and willows again.”

Wu Yi rolled his eyes at him, but nodded obediently and said, “Young master.”

When

Bai Xiaochun saw this scene, he came over. , asked in a low voice: “What should we do with the two of them?”

As he said that, he looked at the two young men.

Fang Xiu looked over and saw the two of them still standing at the table, heads lowered, trembling, not daring to make a sound.

After thinking for a while, he ordered: “Take them back to Fang’s Mansion. I’ll tell you the rest when I get back.”

“Yes, Master.”

Bai Xiaochun nodded with a flattering expression on his face.

Immediately, he walked up to the two young men, spat fiercely, and said, “You two, follow me!”

When the two young men saw Bai Xiaochun’s fierce look, they were all frightened and shouted. There was a cry.

Fang Xiu glanced at it, ignored it, and walked out of Chunfeng Tower.

Outside Chunfeng Tower, the carriage has already been prepared.

Beside the carriage, there were several sword-carrying guards wearing civilian clothes. If you look carefully, you will find that the armor of the pro-military style is hidden under the cloth clothes.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu’s last doubts were completely dispelled.

No matter what, the pro-military forces are always trustworthy.

So, he stepped onto the carriage.

Behind him, Zhang Wenwen wanted to follow him into the carriage. After walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something and stopped. He started running together with the escorting soldiers.

The south of the city was far away from the palace, and the carriage jolted for a full two hours before stopping.

Stepping out of the carriage, Fang Xiu felt like his internal organs were about to be knocked out.

But when he turned around, he saw that Zhang Wen, who had taken off his civilian clothes and was wearing eunuch clothes, was as tired as a dog. He was holding on to the carriage and panting. His hair seemed to have been washed and was soaked with sweat.

He was so weak that if he took even one step, he would fall apart.

But when he saw Fang Xiu, he still smiled and said tremblingly: “Fang, Mr. Fang, let’s take a breather.”

Although he was smiling, it was uglier than crying.

When Fang Xiu saw his feminine smile, he couldn’t help but shuddered and got goosebumps. He said, “Zhang Wen.”

Even though Zhang Wen was as tired as a dog, he still replied: “What are your orders, Master?”

Fang Xiu thought for a while, and said in as tactful a tone as possible: “Don’t laugh in front of me in the future!”

Zhang Wen: “”

Although I have been here twice, but walking on the steps of the inner city of the palace, Fang Xiu still couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

This place is really big!

There are countless arches and corridors. If Zhang Wen hadn’t led the way, he might not have been able to find the location of the Yangxin Hall on his own.

After almost a stick of incense, my vision gradually broadened.

A gorgeous palace appeared in front of him.

That is the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.

Recently, all my pain comes from here.

Fang Xiu sighed, walked through the long corridor, and entered the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.

Zhang Wen followed him and said in a soft voice: “Fang Zhonglang is coming.”

After saying this, he secretly squeezed his sweat.

During this time, I was so tired that I almost blurted out “Mr. Fang”. Fortunately, I reacted in time and changed my mind, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

After a moment, another soft voice came from the Nuan Pavilion: “Xuan Fang Xiu has an audience.”

Fang Xiu is just a small Zuo Zhonglang general. He does not have the right of a cabinet scholar to not declare an audience. Only when he hears this voice can he Enter the Nuan Pavilion.

Walking into the Nuan Pavilion, Fang Xiu stood upright, bowed, and said, “Your Majesty, Fang Xiu.”

Fang Xiu hates seeing the emperor, not just because the emperor always gives him some inexplicable tasks, but with him He said some incomprehensible things, and he knelt down at every turn.

Fortunately, there were blankets in the pavilion, and his knees only touched the ground slightly. Anyway, according to past experience, the emperor would give him a seat.

Emperor Chu was a kind man. Although he was the king of a country, at least in Fang Xiu’s opinion, facing him was not as stressful as facing the emperor as he imagined.

The first time, I might have been a little nervous, but the second time it was much better.

This time, when he saw the emperor, there was almost no big disturbance in his heart.

Emperor Chu was sitting on the dragon chair. Hearing his voice, he raised his eyes, pointed to the seat opposite, and said: “Sit down.”

(End of Chapter)