Chapter 213

A needle flew into the cage and fell into Wang Yu's head.

Wang Yu slowly stopped his mania, fell back and closed his eyes.

It was Murong Jie who shot the needle. He held a small iron box in his hand, which was the mechanism of the poison needle. Of course, what he shot out was not the poison needle, but the lost needle.

He strode out and took Zian's hand. "Go, I'll take you back."

Zi an opened his mouth and saw the pain in his eyes. He immediately realized that he didn't want to face Wang Yu and his soldiers here.

Zi an didn't know how to comfort him, so he was silent all the way.

When he was about to arrive at the prime minister's residence, Murong Jie suddenly said, "the territory of Dazhou is protected by this group of soldiers with their blood. The people can live and work in peace and contentment, and that group of high-ranking people can call the wind and rain with ease. It all depends on them. I swear that I will not let go of anyone who uses the lives of soldiers to fight for power."

Zi an saw the fury sweeping up from his eyes and the blue veins beating on his forehead, which showed that he had reached the limit of endurance.

Zi an stretched out his hand and wanted to hold him for a while, but after all, he didn't feel fit. He stopped in mid air and slowly took it back. "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"Xia Zian, the king will not let Xia Huaijun go. He is the initiator of this incident." Murong Jie looked at Zi an and said coldly.

Zi an nodded, "well."

She didn't know what to say, and she also knew that Murong Jie didn't anger her, but everyone knew that Xia Zian was Xia Huaijun's daughter, which could not be changed. Once something happened to Xia Huaijun, the people of Xia family would be involved.

Murong Jie is warning her that if she wants to fight, it's better to do it as soon as possible, otherwise, she will be dragged into this vortex as Xia Huaijun's daughter.

Murong Jie looked at her and said, "if you can't leave the prime minister's office, you'd better do something to let people see that you and the prime minister's office don't agree. If someone is willing to plead for you in case of an accident in the prime minister's office in the future, he knows where to start."

Zi an was silent for a moment. "What's your opinion?"

"Why did you give your mother a piece of land?" Murong Jie asked.

Zian looked up. "You mean you want me to move to the backyard, too?" She had this plan.

"Yes, and it's better to separate the backyard from the front yard, build a wall and build your own house." Murong Jiedao.

"Independent mansion?"

"Your mother is the head of Danqing county. She can submit it to the Ministry of household and set up her own residence. The Ministry of household will give her money."

Zian finally understood his good intentions, because she is still the daughter of the Xia family. She has never been married, so she can't live outside. She left a piece of land for her mother and granted her the title of county leader. Then her mother can build her own mansion without relying on the prime minister's residence. She can even build a small mansion on the other side of the bamboo garden.

That way, she didn't go out to live, but it had nothing to do with the prime minister.

"I understand. I'm not going to build a wooden house by the lake. I'm going to build a mansion for my wife and me." Zian said.

"There must be a storm, but remember, the bigger the storm, the better. The more people know that you are breaking with the prime minister, the better." Murong Jie said.

"I understand." Zian thought for a moment, "I'll cut down all the bamboo forests, and then clear out the open space to report for construction. As for the rockery and cloister in Xiangfu lake, I'll also demolish them. People can't enter Danqing county from Xiangfu."

"Well, the main gate opens from the left side, not from the other side of the bamboo garden. That side is always close to the mountain."

"The Lord is thoughtful." Zian is very grateful.

Murong Jie said faintly: "in that case, even if I go to your boudoir late at night, it's much more convenient. At least I don't have to go through the prime minister's residence."

“……”

Forget it, she thought the Regent who was angry and patient just now was more emotional.

Before getting out of the carriage, Murong Jie said to her, "the king of Japan of the Ming Dynasty came to pick you up."

Zi an was surprised, "into the palace?"

"Yes, my mother said that I should see you before I decide to get married." Murong Jie looked at the small face that became frightened and said faintly: "you haven't seen her. What are you worried about?"

She's not worried, she's nervous.

How was it the same before? I used to give up everything for my life.

But now, she's going to see his mother-in-law, especially when she knows that the princess has not treated him as a son, and the Empress Dowager is more like his mother. Then tomorrow is to see her future mother-in-law. Can you not be nervous?

Remembering that she had been in the palace before, she was either bruised or embarrassed. She was sure that she had a bad impression on the Empress Dowager. Otherwise, the Empress Dowager would not say that she would see her again.

She worried, "did the Empress Dowager say why she wanted to see me?"

"I don't know. She said it before I left Beijing, but at that time I was busy, so I didn't take you in."

In fact, Zi an didn't like the atmosphere of the palace. When he entered the palace, he felt that his chest was oppressed by something. He couldn't even breathe smoothly."Another point, you just mentioned the rockery and cloister of the prime minister's residence. If I remember correctly, it should be the Fengshui array arranged by the old man."

"Fengshui formation? Does she believe that? I remember that she didn't believe in ghosts, though she always said Amitabha

"Many people don't believe in ghosts, but they believe in Feng Shui."

"It's very strange."

Murong Jie sneered, "what's so strange? People who have done a lot of bad things believe in ghosts and gods, they will believe in the curse of heaven and dare not do bad things. But Fengshui is different. Many aristocratic families believe that Fengshui can bring wealth and prosperity to people and never worry. "

Zian also sneered, "then my good grandmother is really stubborn in choosing good."

Murong Jie looked at her and said solemnly, "I want to tell you that if you want to scrap the rockery and the cloister bridge, she will strongly oppose it and take drastic actions. You should be careful."

"Don't worry about me, I'll take care of it." Zi an knows that he is in a mess now, and he can't help him. He is already upset. He can't worry about himself any more.

Murong Jie took a deep look at her again, "go ahead, tomorrow morning, my king will pick you up into the palace. After you come out of the palace, you immediately ask your mother to submit the preparation documents to the Ministry of household."

"I see." Zi an got out of the carriage and watched it turn around. He was very moved.

Not long ago, she was very afraid of this man. She always thought that he would become her own trouble, but unexpectedly, he became her protector.

The moment I entered the prime minister's residence, there was a sudden thunder in the sky. This summer, I was brewing a heavy rain. It had rained several times before, but the thunder was loud and the rain was small. Finally, is this heavy rain coming?

Zian walked in step by step, steady footed.

The earth has been dry for a long time, she has been waiting for the rainstorm!

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