Selling wife for fame? Kick out the scumbag and marry the new emperor to enjoy the harem of favors

Chapter 139

After Yang Zhian finished speaking, he knelt down, looking terrified.

Zhao Xingjin remained silent, slowly sipping his tea, his expression unreadable.

a long time.

When about half of a cup of tea had been gone, Yang Zhian, who was kneeling on the ground, finally heard the sound of porcelain lightly falling onto the table.

"Okay, get up."

"This servant thanks Your Majesty for forgiveness!" Yang Zhian kowtowed on the ground before carefully returning to his original position.

Then Zhao Xingjin said calmly.

“Hsieh Chieh-yu has just lost her mother and is emotionally distraught and physically exhausted. She is not suitable to take care of the child right now. Let’s talk about it again in a while.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhian immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's talk about it again in a while" means that you think it's acceptable.

As long as the Emperor thinks it's acceptable, Yang Zhian's talkativeness can no longer be considered talkativeness; it's a good suggestion, and he'll naturally feel at ease.

To succeed in serving the emperor, one must be able to accurately understand his thoughts.

Yang Zhian's decision to speak today was not a sudden whim; he had long suspected that the Emperor intended to entrust Princess Wenxi to Xie Jiu's care, and now he was simply seizing the opportunity to bring it up at the right time.

However, the conversation between the master and servant inside the Chengming Hall was unknown to outsiders.

Xie Jiu had no mind to think about raising the princess right now. She couldn't sleep all night and often lost her mind. Fortunately, Chunrong and Qingfang were there to support her, so things didn't go wrong.

Changxi, the head of the imperial kitchen, was quite sensible and didn't cause Xie Jiu any trouble in this area.

So much so that the Empress waited hoping to see Xie Jiu, who was distracted and made a mistake in managing palace affairs, but in the end, she was disappointed.

Of course, this might also be because the time was short, so they were all obedient.

Four days passed in a daze. Then news came from outside the palace that Xie Wei had returned to the capital.

He wasn't originally going to arrive so quickly, but after learning of Yang's accident, he traveled day and night. On the way, he received another message saying that Yang had passed away. Xie Wei, who hadn't been able to see his mother one last time, went mad and exhausted two horses to death, arriving in the capital alone first.

Stepping back into the Xie residence, seeing the coffin in the mourning hall and the white decorations everywhere, Xie Wei could barely support himself and knelt directly before Yang's coffin.

"Mother, your unfilial son Xie Wei has come back to see you!"

Unfortunately, there was no response to those words; only the flames of the candles burning in the mourning hall flickered a few times.

The servants around him, dressed in plain clothes, all feigned sorrow, but no tears were seen in their eyes. They only secretly and curiously observed the eldest son who had not returned for several years.

Until a hoarse and sorrowful voice rang out from outside the mourning hall.

"You unfilial son, you still know how to come back! Your mother was thinking of you so much before she passed away, but you didn't even let her see you one last time!"

Xie Wei turned around and saw Xie Mingshen standing there, his eyes filled with grief and indignation, being supported by the butler, his face showing signs of weakness and illness.

Back then, he insisted on leaving Kyoto and had a big fight with Xie Mingshen, which was very unpleasant. Now, seeing Xie Mingshen looking tired and haggard, he felt a pang of sadness.

After all, his father had raised him, but their political views and philosophies differed, so he chose to leave the capital. Now that he has returned, he finds himself in this state of affairs.

At his mother's funeral, listening to his father's heartbreaking accusations, Xie Wei felt ashamed and overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

Finally, with bloodshot eyes, he kowtowed to Xie Mingshen, "Your unfilial son begs for punishment, Father!" "Your sister risked everything, pleading with the Emperor to secretly leave the palace and come to our residence to see your mother one last time. And you? The Emperor's order was issued long ago, why didn't you come back sooner? Why did you linger and delay outside? If it weren't for that, your mother wouldn't have gone to the temple to fulfill her vow, she wouldn't have had this accident, and she wouldn't have died without seeing you one last time, filled with regret!"

Xie Mingshen was in tears, his whole body trembling, as if he had reached the extreme of grief.

Hearing these reprimands, Xie Wei couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal, and his guilt and self-reproach reached their peak.

After a long while, Xie Mingshen wiped away his tears, walked slowly to Xie Wei's side, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Pray incense to your mother. She misses you very much. She had already cleaned up the courtyard where you used to live before she passed away. Go back and change your clothes later. Also, your return to the capital is not only for the funeral, but also for official business. You need to submit a memorial to the palace to report to the Emperor that you have returned to the capital."

These words sound like those of a loving father who has arranged everything for his beloved son long ago.

Xie Weixin was moved and nodded in agreement.

He added, "Father, you must also take care of yourself."

Hearing his concern for him, Xie Mingshen's eyes softened considerably, and he nodded.

Inside the palace, Xie Jiu learned that his elder brother had returned to the capital and immediately made arrangements.

If Zhao Xingjin keeps his word and allows Xie Wei to enter the palace to meet and talk with her immediately, then things will be fine. If not, she will have to arrange for someone to leave the palace and tell Xie Wei the true cause of her mother's death.

Xie Jiu had already anticipated how that treacherous Xie Mingshen would exploit her brother's filial piety to stage a play and control Xie Wei. She would not let Xie Mingshen have his way.

Fortunately, Zhao Xingjin did not break his promise.

The following morning, after Xie Wei gave a private report in the Imperial Study, Yang Zhian led him to an empty courtyard next to Chengming Hall, where he met Xie Jiu.

When the brother and sister met, their eyes met, and both were filled with complex emotions.

Xie Wei was the first to bow, "Your humble servant greets Consort Xie!"

"No need for formalities." Xie Jiu suppressed his excitement and instructed those around him, "You all go outside and keep watch. I have something to say to Master Xie."

The servants inside responded and quickly withdrew.

Once no one else was around, Xie Jiu said in a trembling voice, "Big brother, you're finally back."

"It's all my fault." Xie Wei's eyes were full of self-blame. "If I were here, you and Mother would definitely be fine now."

Xie Jiu shook her head with tears in her eyes, "No, none of this has anything to do with my older brother. My current situation and my mother's passing are all caused by the same person."

"Who?" Xie Wei immediately asked warily.

But he heard the answer he least wanted to hear from his sister.

"He is our father, our good father."

Xie Wei was stunned. Recalling Xie Mingshen's behavior, he felt that it shouldn't be like this. But seeing Xie Jiu's expression of no pretense, Xie Wei knew that his sister would not lie to him.

Therefore, there must be many things he doesn't know about this.

As expected, Xie Jiu then told him the truth about how he entered the palace and how Yang was murdered. Xie Wei felt that he had been incredibly stupid to believe Xie Mingshen's performance yesterday.

Xie Jiu's words finally made him clearly recall why he had disagreed with Xie Mingshen back then, and why he did not agree with Xie Mingshen's various actions in the court.

Yes, old habits die hard, so he shouldn't have expected Xie Mingshen to change.

"Brother, I want revenge." Xie Jiu wiped away her tears and looked Xie Wei straight in the eye. "You've returned to the capital, you'll help me, won't you?"