SFS Chapter 146 She is the Weakness
Chapter 146 She is the Weakness
Lu Yunzheng rushed all the way to the command post, signed in first, and then secretly looked for an opportunity. Finally, he seized the opportunity to change clothes and stopped the patrol captain.
After the contact that day, he had carefully inquired about this person. His name was Hong Chi, and he had no special family background. He thought he was planted by Prince Xiang.
When Hong Chi saw Lu Yunzheng coming to look for him, he immediately frowned and whispered, "Deputy Commander, didn't I say that I only acted but didn't recognize you?"
"Or... have you completed the noble's request?"
At this point, Hong Chi's eyes lit up slightly.
Upon hearing this, Lu Yunzheng looked embarrassed and shook his head, and Hong Chi's expression turned cold.
"That being the case——"
Seeing that Hong Chi was about to leave, Lu Yunzheng hurriedly grabbed him and stuffed a silver ingot and a thin letter into his hand.
"Brother Hong, please pass this letter to the noble man. It's urgent!"
Hong Chi frowned, but refused to accept the money. He only said, "Is it urgent?"
Lu Yunzheng nodded immediately.
Hong Chi hesitated for a moment, weighed the letter again, and finally nodded under Lu Yunzheng's expectant gaze, "Okay, then I will..."
At this moment, someone suddenly approached with laughter. The two of them turned their backs warily at the same time and walked to the two ends as if nothing had happened.
Lu Yunzheng glanced back and found that Hong Chi had already stuffed the letter into his sleeve, and he immediately felt relieved.
In the letter, he revealed some things about the future, although it was vague, I think it would interest Prince Xiang.
I hope the prince can send someone to heal Xizhi's hand as soon as possible...
Lu Yunzheng really had no other requests this time, and his whole heart was devoted to Gu Xizhi.
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On the other side, after the court session.
Jiang Xun and Lin Lao were walking out when a young eunuch hurriedly caught up with them and bowed, saying:
"Master Jiang, please stay. The Emperor has summoned you to the Imperial Study."
Upon hearing this, the court officials around him turned their heads to look at him, their faces expressing unclear meanings.
Jiang Xun immediately said goodbye to Mr. Lin and followed the young eunuch to the imperial study. When he entered, there were only Emperor Sheng and Eunuch Fushun serving him in the hall.
Jiang Xun was about to kneel down to pay his respects when Emperor Sheng, who was standing behind the desk, waved his hand and said with a smile, "Xiuzhi, come here and grind the ink for me."
Eunuch Fushun hurriedly gave up his seat and handed over the ink stick in his hand.
After Jiang Xun took it, he lifted his sleeve with one hand and ground the ink with the other, his eyes fixed on the inkstone.
Emperor Sheng raised his hand, dipped it in ink, and wrote boldly on the spread of rice paper. Then he smiled and said, "Xiu Zhi, how about these four words?"
Jiang Xun raised his eyes slightly upon hearing this, and saw the four words "A Match Made in Heaven" written on the rice paper.
He immediately put down the ink stick and said respectfully, "Your Majesty's calligraphy is like a dragon's pen, with a natural charm."
Emperor Sheng hummed, put down his pen, and said, "If others said this, I would think they were flattering. But when Xiuzhi said this, I believe it is the truth."
"How about proposing marriage in the first month of the year?"
Emperor Sheng asked casually.
The topic came up suddenly. Jiang Xun was startled for a moment, then a faint smile flashed across his face and he replied:
"Your Majesty, General Shen has already agreed. I will send a matchmaker to your house soon to formally propose marriage."
When Jiang Xun went to the Shen Mansion to propose marriage this time, he wrote a memorial and submitted it to the palace early.
After all, Emperor Sheng had tried to arrange marriage for Jiang Xun several times in the past, but he had always refused outright and even said that he would "never marry in his life."
Regardless of whether Emperor Sheng took it seriously or not, since Jiang Xun had changed his mind, he should have asked Emperor Sheng for his opinion.
Eunuch Fushun stood aside with his head down, trying to understand the emperor's intention.
If this happened to someone else, it would be possible that they would be charged with deceiving the emperor.
But he remembered clearly that when the emperor read Lord Jiang's memorial that day, he actually curled his lips and approved it without hesitation.
Sometimes even he couldn't tell how deep the emperor's favor towards Lord Jiang was.
Emperor Sheng tilted his head slightly, catching the smile on Jiang Xun's face, his eyes deepened, and he said in a gentle voice:
"I have seen the young lady from the Shen family. She is indeed not an ordinary lady. No wonder Xiu Zhi looked down on all the other girls I mentioned to the Imperial Tutor before. It turns out he wanted to pick the best one."
When Jiang Xun heard Emperor Sheng praising Shen Jiasui, he slightly arched his eyebrows, but quickly shook his head and said truthfully:
"Your Majesty, it's impossible to compare people, but Miss Shen has done me a favor first, so I paid more attention to her, and then—"
"Then I fell in love with Miss Shen's character and personality, and that's when I started thinking about starting a family."
When saying these words, even though Jiang Xun tried his best to restrain himself, a hint of joy still appeared between his eyebrows, which was very different from his usual calm and composed appearance, causing Eunuch Fushun to look at him twice.
Emperor Sheng took in Jiang Xun's expression and raised his lip, "Okay, I know you are just beginning to fall in love, so I don't want to hear these words."
"If it were in the past, I would have been happy to grant you a marriage, but as you know from the other day in the Imperial Garden, Princess An Ning is fond of you."
Jiang Xun understood what was going on and immediately bowed, saying, "Your Majesty has shown grace by not punishing me for deceiving the emperor."
Emperor Sheng saw that Jiang Xun was so sensible and nodded with satisfaction, "Alright, go ahead."
Emperor Sheng waved his hand, and Jiang Xun immediately bowed and took his leave.
At this time, Fushun saw Emperor Sheng take the memorial and stepped forward to serve. He tilted his head and noticed that Emperor Sheng was very happy. He couldn't help but feel surprised and said flatteringly:
"Look, this old servant, His Majesty is very pleased today."
Emperor Sheng nodded slightly, raised his lips and looked at Jiang Xun's departing back, and said meaningfully:
"Fushun, a man who does not seek wealth, sex, fame, or profit, and whose mind is as clear as a mirror, can be called a true gentleman."
"But when a minister is so selfless, the ruler...can't sleep or eat peacefully."
Upon hearing this, Fushun suddenly raised his eyes and suddenly understood the emperor's intention of not only not pursuing Lord Jiang for deceiving the emperor, but also approving this marriage.
No superior can tolerate an impeccable subordinate. In the past, Lord Jiang was fearless and would not even frown even if he was sentenced to death.
But now, it's different.
Miss Shen is Lord Jiang’s weakness, she is cowardly and thoughtful.
Therefore, His Majesty is pleased to see its success.
Fu Shun thought of this and quickly suppressed his thoughts, pretending to be ignorant. Unexpectedly, Emperor Sheng spoke again:
"Announce the Zhoushan Blessing at tomorrow morning's court. Let me see how lively it will be."
Emperor Sheng said this with a hint of meaning, stretched out his hand, grabbed the rice paper in front of him with the words "A Perfect Match" written on it, crumpled it up slowly, and then casually threw it at Fushun.
Fushun quickly reached out to take it, and suddenly heard Emperor Sheng chuckle and murmur in the midst of the chaos: "Whether they can become a couple or not, it's still uncertain..."
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The palace road is long and paved with bluestone, which gives off a slight luster when the sunlight shines on it.
Jiang Xun was wearing a crimson official uniform, stepping steadily and powerfully on the blue bricks. Suddenly he stopped and slowly looked back.
Everywhere you look, you see towering palaces with green tiles and colored glaze, solemn and majestic with a hint of mystery.
He only took a glance, then looked away and walked out with firm steps.