"The Gu Family has held courtly titles for generations, full of loyalty and valor, shedding their blood to guard the Northern Territory for Dayan. Over the century, countless sons have fallen, including my father, my grandfather, and even my sister who died on the battlefield—
Yet my nephew, Gu Lan, was nearly, not slain on the battlefield, but in the bustling Capital City where citizens live in peace and contentnt!
The entire Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is truly heartbroken!"
Gu Chengye’s words rendered the civil and military officials speechless for a mont.
Indeed, the Dingyuan Marquis family has suffered greatly; generations have perished in the Northern Territory, and now Marquis Gu has only Gu Lan as his sole heir. Both Uncle Gu and Gu Changting are civil officials, and will not command the Gu Family Army in the future.
If Young Master Gu continues in his unpromising ways, this lineage might be dood.
The Qian Family trying to kill Gu Lan is tantamount to desecrating the Gu Family’s ancestral graves.
Just as Minister Qian was in a dilemma, a female official from the palace stepped forward, holding a splendid crimson seal in her hands.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Decree Seal was sent in this morning by the Old Madam of the Marquis Mansion, stating... Young Master Gu has narrowly escaped death, leaving the entire Dingyuan Marquis Mansion chilled at heart, imploring Your Majesty to discern wisely."
Rong Jing’s originally composed expression subtly shifted, his gaze brushing over the seal held by the female official.
That Imperial Decree Seal was an object bestowed by the forr Emperor when Old Madam Gu was appointed as an Imperial Decree Lady. Now sent forth by the Old Madam, it indicates that the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion insists this matter cannot be settled peacefully.
Yet, Qian Ruohua and the Qian Family are the aristocratic family supported after his ascension, and if Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is lost, who would balance the Su Family, with two Empresses and a Pri Minister?
Regardless... Qian Zhao deserves to die.
The Emperor paused for a mont, speaking coldly: "Qian Zhao has abused his position to harm others, dismissed from the position of Chief of West Gate, imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, to be dealt with further by the Capital City Governor after the matter is clarified."
Minister Qian cursed his foolish son countless tis internally, but before everyone’s eyes, he could only bow to the ground: "Your subject obeys Your Majesty’s decree."
Qian Zhao wished to plead for rcy and retort, but Minister Qian’s gaze landed upon him, causing him to tremble all over, not daring to say anything further.
If he denied, misfortune would co to his Noble Consort aunt, and the Noble Consort and the Second Prince were the foundation of the Qian Family’s establishnt.
"Inform the Old Madam that, regarding this matter, I shall indeed provide a resolution to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion."
Gu Chengye understood that the result already represented the Emperor’s concession, he spoke no more, responding in a deep voice: "Your subject thanks Your Majesty."
Rong Jing’s gaze was tranquil yet profound, speaking unhurriedly: "As a father, failing to restrain descendants, the Minister of Revenue, Qian Zhen, is penalized with one year’s reduction of salary, and confined at ho to reflect for a month."
"The guilty minister accepts the decree." Minister Qian dared not reveal his imnse discontent, hurriedly kowtowing to express gratitude.
"As a governnt official, openly attacking the Pri Minister in court, Cao Jingzong, I see you have substantial reliance..." Rong Jing looked toward Cao Jingzong nearby.
Cao Family, Cao Jingzong, Cao Chen—
"Your subject dares not! Your subject is falsely accused... May Your Majesty discern clearly!" Cao Jingzong hastily knelt, unsure why the Emperor directed the spearhead at him, his intention was rely to curry favor with Minister Qian.
"Vice Minister of Revenue Cao Jingzong, imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, with the Cao Family thoroughly investigated by Inner Supervision."
No one anticipated the Emperor would strike at the Cao Family.
Gu Chengye frowned slightly, his mood not too favorable.
On the surface, the Emperor used the Cao Family to appease the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion; in reality, it leveraged Gu Lan’s assassination attempt to turn the entire Dingyuan Marquis Mansion into a blade.
Jingzong, terrified and dejected, was taken away, Minister Qian raised his head in shock, yet could only watch as his supporting left and right arms were dragged out of the hall.
After the court session, Xie Yun followed closely behind Gu Changting.
Gu Changting cupped his hands: "Apologies, Jingqi, I didn’t expect Qian Zhao to lash out recklessly."
At this mont, the first young master of Dayan, had one eye with a black bruise;
While the promising youth Gu Changting, had a bruised nose, swollen face, with a chin wounded, speaking rather vaguely.
Xie Yun shook his head: "I’m alright, but Changting, you should exercise more, lest you cannot even contend with a re Qian Zhao next ti."
Normally, Gu Changting would surely retort, as a civil officer, how could he possibly triumph over a palace guard?
But recalling Young Master Gu’s maneuver yesterday, his weak younger brother, seemingly frail and unable to bear much weight, astonishingly countered against six assassins—
Gu Changting nodded in a daze: "You’re right, I’ll definitely consult Brother Zixiao and Brother Lan on martial arts..."
Xie Yun asked calmly: "Is Young Master Gu alright?"
"Alright, but imagine encountering so many assassins in the dead of night, can one truly be alright?" Gu Changting said, genuinely fearing, "My father and I were petrified."
Thus, along the way, Xie Yun fell into a soft concern.
The two returned to their respective residences, ultimately, Xie Yun couldn’t help but climb a tree.
Then, he saw Young Master Gu, rrily eating lunch with Fifth Young Master Rong.
Beside them, stood two charming maids accompanying.
Xie Yun: ... Gu Lan seems to have erged unscathed.
When Xie Yun climbed the tree earlier, Gu Lan already sensed the disturbance, but paid it no heed.
Wei Chengyuan swiftly concealed himself, Rong Heng considered wearing a mask, but unexpectedly, Young Master Gu leaned over, picked up a piece of at, and placed it at his lips.
Last night, Rong Heng hurried back to Xiaoxiang Palace to deliver so snacks to Jiu, then returned to Step Lotus Hall for breakfast the next morning.
Mainly because the water source in the Capital City hasn’t been fully surveyed yet!
Thus, Young Master Gu prepared a two-person hotpot for lunch again.
Because Gu Lan can only make hotpot!
Rong Heng stared at the slice of at close at hand, his throat bobbed, instinctively opening his mouth, only reacting slowly as the at entered.
What is he doing!?
While chewing, Rong Heng wondered if he hadn’t sobered from the wine.
Well, what’s wrong with a brother feeding another a bite?
Gu Lan curved his eyes, starting to eat heartily, not forgetting to greet Xie Yun who suddenly appeared in his courtyard: "Young Master Xie, you have co to climb my wall again."
Xie Yun looked at Rong Heng in shock, then his gaze fell on the hotpot on the table: "...Is Lan really having a al?" This way of eating, it slls oddly fragrant.
Gu Lan: "Otherwise, swearing an oath?"
Upon hearing this, Rong Heng discreetly accelerated his pace in eating the hot pot, how could Gu Lan still not forget this matter.
"Is this Fifth Young Master Rong?" Xie Yun hesitated for a mont, asking.
Upon seeing Rong Heng at first glance, he recognized his identity, though being slightly incredulous.
Gu Lan placed the mask on Rong Heng, awkwardly smiling:
"If I say no, would you believe it?"
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