MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 323

   Song Cuiyun was puzzled.

  Bao Guangxian Jun asked suspiciously: "Don't you know? Wei Wei was impeached by Chen Yue!"

   Wei Wei, whose surname is Wei, should have something to do with Wei Jie.

   This is the first time I have heard of the name Chen Yue.

  Song Jiyun said: "Who is Wei Wei? And who is Chen Yue? How can you tell from your tone that Chen Yue's impeachment of Wei Wei has something to do with Mr. Yuan?"

  Bao Guangxian Jun looked at her with some resentment: "Wei Wei is Wei Jie's father. Chen Yue is the imperial historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he is the same year as Yuan Jingnian, the young master of the Yuan family."

   "Are you saying that Mr. Yuan ordered Chen Yue to impeach Wei Wei?" Song Jiyun didn't believe it, "Mr. Yuan can't be so foolish!"

  Everyone knows the rift between him and the Wei family, how could he find an acquaintance to impeach Wei Wei.

"You trust him quite a bit." Xianjun Baoguang looked at her with complicated eyes, and said, "Then Chen Yue and Yuan Jingnian didn't deal with it. They had disputes several times because of business. Even if everyone is an official in the capital, there are criticisms. Your Young Master Yuan did not know what tricks he used to convince Chen Yue that Wei Wei was not an official, and arranged for him to personally find out the proof of Wei Wei's excessive taxation."

  He said here, heartbroken: "My father also warned me not to get involved in the affairs of you and the Yuan family, and not to accept your reward. The work of my brother and I is for nothing!"

   That is to say, it was Xianjun Baoguang and his brother who helped the empress to talk about the love.

   "Don't tell me!" Song Jiyun hurriedly said, "One yard is one yard. There is no one who does something without getting paid. I will give it to you quietly, and you just accept it quietly."

"No!" Immortal Baoguang changed his previous greed and said categorically, "My father said, I don't know how many people want to watch him suffer. Just wait to be eaten alive by others!"

  Song Jiyun was ashamed, and urged Zheng Quan to get two boxes of gold bars for him, saying: "Go and drink some tea."

  Baoguang Xianjun insisted on confiscating it, and only said: "You have to remember that you still owe me a big favor! When my father says it's okay, you have to remember my kindness and return it to me."

   "Definitely, definitely." Song Jiyun promised, sent Immortal Baoguang away, hurriedly called Wang Hua in, and asked him if he knew what was going on?

  Wang Hua shook his head again and again, and said, "I'll go and find out."

  Song Jiyun didn't stop him.

  He didn't come back until early in the morning of the next day, and said with some embarrassment: "The matter of Wei Wei's impeachment does have something to do with our young master."

  It turned out that the Wei family came to them on their own initiative and offered to marry the Yuan family.

  At first, Mrs. Wang was afraid that Yuan Yunzhong would ignore her, even if her parents pressured her. It would affect Miss Wei's reputation. But Mrs. Wei went to Beijing in person, and brought her daughter to Mrs. Wang, and persuaded Mrs. Wang: "The marriage of a daughter here is originally the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker. You only have Yunzhong, and you are too used to him."

   Madam Wang was moved by what she said, and after discussing with Yuan Haoran, they decided to exercise their parents' rights to forcefully engage Yuan Yunzhong and Miss Wei.

  That Wei Jie came to suppress Song Jiyun, as if he was afraid that the marriage would fail.

   Yuan Yunzhong felt a little strange.

  He entrusted Yuan Jingnian to inquire about it in the same year when he was the magistrate of Shandong, and found out that Wei Wei had been working as a chief envoy for nearly twenty years without being promoted. In recent years, he has managed many people in the official department. But I don't know if it's bad luck or other reasons, he always falls short. Seeing that I am at the age of knowing my destiny, if I don't work hard, I am afraid that I will be a magistrate for the rest of my life.

  When he accidentally heard about the Yuan family, he became concerned.

   Only then did he take the initiative to marry the Yuan family.

  Wang Hua also hastily explained: "However, our young master definitely did not frame him. It was because he was not greedy enough to swallow a snake, and he insisted on marrying this marriage, that young master decided to make him suffer."

   Such a person should treat him in his own way.

  Song Jiyun waved his hand and said, "I see."

   Continue to draw her picture.

  The matter of Weiwei is getting bigger and bigger.

From his private collection of taxes in Shandong, it was discovered that he was smuggling salt with many officials in Shandong... It can be said that during the few years when he was the chief envoy of Shandong, half of the officials in Shandong's officialdom were dragged down by him The water, those who were not dragged into the water by him, were squeezed out by him and went to the corners.

   "The emperor was furious." Zheng Quan told her, "Chen Yue has done a good job in reporting. These days can be said to be very prosperous, and it is said that he will be promoted."

  Officials are most afraid of showing off.

   It's still this kind of uplifting of other people's tables.

  Song Jiyun said: "Can someone link this matter with Mr. Yuan?"

   "I haven't heard of that." Zheng Quan said, "I've been hanging out in teahouses these days and listening to their gossip. Everyone said that Chen Yue was Bao Qingtian, but no one mentioned Mr. Yuan or the Yuan family."

That's good.

   Song Jiyun heaved a sigh of relief.

   Who knew that while going to Xiejie Ertiao Alley, someone stopped the carriage.

"It's Ms. Song!" The visitor looked about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a medium build, but a straight posture, big hands like cattail leaf fans, with knotted veins, and he looked like a practicing family. "Our master wants to see Miss Song." one side."

  Zheng Quan stood in front of Song Jiyun and said, "I don't know what your master's name is?"

  The man was very polite, and said with a smile: "Miss Song must be no stranger. She is from Miss Song's hometown, His Highness King Ning."

  Song Jiyun couldn't help frowning, thinking of what King Ning had done in Jingdezhen, he looked around.

  They were walking out of the city on the main street, and there were people coming and going, except for a few powerful courtyard guards guarding the carriage in front, they were all ordinary people.

   It can be seen that this King Ning did not dare to act rashly in the capital.

  Song Jiyun sat upright and said: "Men and women are not allowed to get married. I will not go to see His Royal Highness Ning Wang. If His Royal Highness Ning has anything to do, you can ask the people around you to give me a message."

  The man's face changed slightly.

  A man laughed a few times from the carriage in front of him. A man waved a Sichuan fan and got out of the carriage with the help of his attendants.

"Miss Song!" He waved his fan and looked at Song Jiyun, "It's better to meet you than to be famous. Miss Song is really beautiful. No wonder Yuan Yunzhong became so angry that she made all the officials in the capital tremble. No one would dare to talk to Yuan again. The family is married."

  He gave Song Jiyun a thumbs up: "Miss Song, you really are a heroine and a heroine."

   It was the Jiang county magistrate who praised her for not giving up to a man.

   Now being used here by him is just threatening her. He not only knows her origin, but also knows what happened back then.

  But Song Jiyun remembered that he used her safety to trap Yuan Yunzhong in a difficult situation.

  She sneered, and said in a neither soft nor hard way: "I dare not take you as a compliment. Mr. Yuan has a bad temper, and he likes to meet with swords without saying a word. Please bear with me."

  She was reminding him not to forget how he was driven out of Jingdezhen by Yuan Yunzhong.

   His face turned black as expected.