Chapter 199: Explosion
Chapter 199: Explosion
Zhou Chang wanted to help Wen Qingyan out of selfish motives, so he had to have a reason in front of Yuan Qi.
Therefore, he couldn't reveal it right away, and had to pretend to be casual: "The crime of disturbing the peace can be big or small, but generally speaking, if you are willing to spend money, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"It should be so, but it's not so easy after being arrested twice in a row." Yuan Qi sighed again.
I had met Yuan Qi so many times before, even when her father Yuan Yu was in the most dangerous time, but I had never heard her sigh so much.
"Ah?" Zhou Chang did not expect that Wen Qingyan had been arrested twice.
Yuan Qi shook his head helplessly: "The first time I spent money, he was released the next day. The second time he was arrested for framing others, money didn't work. It's also because of his personality. No matter how much I persuade him, it's useless."
Zhou Chang expected that money would not work, otherwise if it was something that could be done with money, Yuan Qi would have done it long ago, but he still had to find out: "If money doesn't work, what should I do?"
Although Yuan Qi's eyes were filled with worry, his life was not in danger like his father's, so he remained calm: "The money won't work, at most he will be locked up, but he can't be locked up forever. I later inquired from many sources, and it seems that the people from the Ministry of Rites put pressure on the Dali Temple, and someone else used their connections behind the scenes, so the Dali Temple will not let him go easily, and will have to wait until after the New Year, when the matter is over, before they will gradually loosen their grip."
"Oh..." Zhou Chang understood what was going on and breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed not serious.
Yuan Qi suddenly looked worried and said, "I tried to persuade him but he didn't listen. Even if I release him now, I'm afraid his reputation will be ruined. If he loses his reputation..."
Having said that, I can’t go on.
Zhou Chang understood more or less. Wen Qingyan had vowed to have a double happiness and propose to the Yuan family after passing the imperial examination, but now he might end up in disgrace.
"You... don't worry too much. If he really has no fame, you...?" She wanted to ask, even if Wen Qingyan had no fame, would Yuan Qi still choose to be with Wen Qingyan.
Zhou Chang didn't care. If it were her, as long as Wen Qingyan was there and her face was there, the rest would not be a problem for her. But she didn't know what Yuan Qi thought.
Yuan Qi had said a lot of things by the time he finished speaking, and he didn't know what Zhou Chang was going to ask. He took a deep breath and smiled, "Nothing. There are too many things to worry about, and this one is not a big deal."
Zhou Chang didn't want to see Yuan Qi trying to hold on to the pain anymore. Since Yuan Qi didn't ask for help, she took the initiative to make it clear: "Then Miss Yuan appeared at the gate of Prince Yi's mansion because of Master Wen's matter, right?"
Yuan Qi did not answer, but his sparkling eyes gave the answer.
Zhou Chang finally confirmed where Yuan Yuanqi's emotions came from.
I'm afraid she saw the scene of receiving gifts that day.
Zhou Chang did not say anything, and acted as if it was nothing. "I will try to find a way to see if this matter is serious or not. Master Wen is a scholar, and we must not only rescue Master Wen, but also protect his reputation."
"Ah..." Yuan Qi couldn't hide his surprise, "Your Highness Prince Yi, I was, was..."
Zhou Chang raised his hand to stop her from talking, and he also understood her thoughts: "I volunteered, Miss Yuan, don't take it to heart. I originally thought about this, but unfortunately my leg injury has not healed yet, I will find a way later."
This is half true and half false. Her selfish reason for saving Wen Qingyan is his appearance, but she needs to have a better reason than that to get over it.
"How can I thank Your Highness? The Yuan family has already caused Your Highness a lot of trouble. I didn't want to bother Your Highness with this matter..." Yuan Qi was at a loss for the first time, and his heart was in a complicated tangle. "I heard that there are many people involved in this matter, and there are many forces interfering."
As soon as Zhou Chang said this, he felt calm inside: "No need to thank me, this matter is not just for Master Wen. Nowadays, cheating in the imperial examinations and selling official positions are so prevalent in Dalin. It is difficult to reverse the situation, but no matter how difficult it is, someone has to take the first step."
As he said this, his eyes dropped to the floor.
How ironic! Even now, Qiu Yin and Wang Ren, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, are doing the same thing in the private room on the second floor.
What Zhou Chang said was not all empty talk, but her current confidence only came from her natal memories of Shen Rui, the daughter of the Minister of Personnel Shen Si.
Yuan Qi didn't know how to thank him, and she and Wen Qingyan didn't have a formal relationship, so she could only say tactfully: "My father is still in prison, and the Yuan family can't take care of themselves. If Your Highness can help with Master Wen's matter, the Yuan family, the Yuan family..."
He Xi said at the side: "If Your Highness Prince Yi can help Master Wen escape from his predicament, the Yuan family and the Wen family are of the same blood and will be grateful to Your Highness."
Zhou Chang didn't want to embarrass the other party, so he pretended to be confused. "Of course, calmly, this is how old friends should be. The most important thing is the outcome of the war. If I win, then the rest will not be a problem."
Yuan Qi also nodded heavily, finally no longer hiding his emotions that were on the verge of collapse. He clasped his hands together and looked up to the sky, but tears fell: "The Yuan family and I all depend on my father. I hope that God will have mercy on my sincerity. Even if it means exchanging ten years of my life for my father's safety."
Zhou Chang wanted to say something comforting, but Yuan Qi suddenly burst into tears, as if her throat was burned and she couldn't make a sound.
After Yuan Qi finished praying, Zhou Chang also stood up and said goodbye: "Miss Yuan, there is no need to see me off."
"Ouch..." Zhou Chang almost bumped into someone while walking down the stairs quickly.
A gray-haired man in a dark blue brocade robe happened to come out of a private room on the second floor and was about to go downstairs.
The man seemed to be about sixty years old, with a sallow face full of wrinkles. When he saw Zhou Chang, he was stunned at first: "Yi, Your Highness Prince Yi?"
Zhou Chang suddenly understood why the skinny guy said that Wang Ren looked like a fried flower.
Wang Ren, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, was a skinny old man with gray hair. It was fine when he didn't smile, but as soon as he talked or smiled, the overly loose and wrinkled skin on both sides of his jaw would be gathered together and twisted into a pretzel shape. In addition, his face was sallow, as if fried, and he really looked like the fried dough sticks at the breakfast stalls.
Wang Ren was startled and at first gave his usual flattering smile, but then he was afraid of being recognized and subconsciously covered his face with his sleeves.
Zhou Chang was too lazy to pay attention to him. He chuckled and walked away without saying anything more.
Qiu Yin's voice came from behind: "Don't worry, Lord Wang. Is His Royal Highness Prince Yi comparable to my brother-in-law? Moreover, according to the current war situation, I don't know how long he can stay in Jindu."
Zhou Chang's feet paused. His mood, which had been trying hard to adjust for a whole day, collapsed again. But he couldn't stop and insisted on going downstairs "dengdengdeng".
"After some calculations, Mr. Qiu, if Lin Kingdom is really defeated, your Wansheng Rice and Grain Store will be able to make a lot of money again. Congratulations, congratulations." A congratulatory voice suddenly came from the top.
Zhou Chang felt even more sick when he thought about how he had just sold his own rice and flour to Qiu Yin's black shop.
"Go prepare the carriage." She just wanted to leave as soon as possible, and urged the skinny monkey to lead the carriage. "Some people are busy living, some are busy dying, and some are busy living a life worse than death;"
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