Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

"Master Cheng, you are here."

When he heard that Wu Yingqiu asked to see him, Nan Yan immediately asked him to come in. As expected, when Wu Yingqiu came in, he was holding a scroll in his hand.

It was when she was in the Jinlou Garden of Crane City before, she asked Wu for a copy of the painting she asked for.

He brought it.

Wu Ying begged to walk in, but first bowed to her respectfully: "The old minister pays homage to the imperial concubine."

"The Duke is too polite, please sit down."

Nianqiu on the side invited Wu Ying to sit down in a chair.

Wu Ying begged to sit down, then raised his head and smiled at Nan Yan: "When I was in Crane City, I promised the imperial concubine to send a copy of the painting to the empress, but these days because of mundane affairs, she has been For the delay so far, I hope my mother will not blame it."

Nan Yan smiled and said: "Guo Gong is polite. It was originally an excessive request made by this palace, and Guo Gong was willing to agree to cut love. It has already embarrassed this palace. How can we blame Guo Gong?"

"Don't say that, my mother."

...

Although the two of them had no idea how many times they had bitten each other, even Nan Yan also knew how many times Cheng Guogong and his daughter had beaten themselves, but they were still smiling while sitting face to face. Okay, so polite.

Speaking of which, people in officialdom are not so hypocritical?

Wu Yingqiu said a few more polite words, and then offered the picture scroll in his hand.

"I also hope that the empress will not dislike the ugliness of the old officials."

"Where is it."

Nan Yan winked at Nian Qiu, then Nian Qiu stepped forward, took the scroll and walked to Nan Yan to unfold it.

Nan Yan took a careful look.

She has a good memory, especially because the painting is very important, so when she saw it in the Jinlou, she paid special attention.

Looking at this copy, it is indeed almost exactly the same as the original.

So he nodded to Nianqiu, and Nianqiu immediately put the painting away and put it in the inner room.

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Thank you Guo Gong."

Wu Yingqi smiled.

Then, he picked up the tea cup on the small table next to him and took a sip.

Nan Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him slightly.

Originally, the two of them didn’t have much to talk about. After all, everyone’s attitude towards each other was well known. Even if Wu Ying begged to give this painting this time, it was because of the identity of Nanyan noble concubine. On their heads.

However, Nan Yan was a little surprised by sitting still after giving the painting.

Is there anything he wants to say?

While thinking about it, I heard Wu Yingqiu laugh and said: "By the way, this time the old official came, and I heard that Wang Wei seemed to have written some anti-poem before and was sent to prison."

"..."

I don't know why he mentioned this suddenly.

Nan Yan smiled calmly: "There is such a thing."

"But later, it seemed that Empress made an order to investigate this case thoroughly, and found out that Concubine Ning was at work behind the scenes?"

"Yes."

"But, why did Empress Ning do this?"

"..."

Nan Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Wu Yingqiu: "Guogong means--"

Wu Yingqiu smiled and said, "Please don't blame the concubine, the old minister just thought it was a little strange. Concubine Ning seems to have no reason to do this posture, frame King Wei, and eventually imprison herself in jail, which is not good for her.

"..."

"I don't know, is there something hidden in this?"

Nan Yan's face showed a "three-point" displeased expression, but still smiled: "Could it be that Guo Gong thought that Concubine Ning was wronged, and the real sinner is still King Wei?"

"This—the old minister didn't say that."

"..."

"The old minister is just suspicious."

Nan Yan smiled, and then said: "This case was indeed thoroughly investigated by the palace and found evidence that Concubine Ning imitated Wei Wang's handwriting to forge anti-poems. As for the specific interrogation, the emperor personally did it."

"Oh……"

"What is the reason for this, this palace is unknown."

"..."

"Perhaps, in order to preserve Concubine Ning's dignity, the emperor did not make her scandal public, but the matter has been concluded, and Guo Gong should not doubt the emperor's judgment.

"This, yes, yes!"

Wu Ying begged and nodded again and again: "The imperial concubine is right."

After he finished speaking, he stood up: "The old minister has been harassing for a long time, and it has troubled the empress. The old minister left.

"Guo Duke walk slowly."

Nan Yan also stood up and motioned to send him off. Wu Ying asked repeatedly that she didn't need to send him, and turned and left Yikun Palace.

When he went out, Ran Xiaoyu walked in from outside.

Watching Wu Yingqiu's back walking away with a vigilant look, he walked to Nan Yan's side: "Manny, what is he here for?"

"Come and send me a picture."

"Why did you stay for so long? Just now the servant girl saw him coming over at the Royal Garden."

"Because, he also asked about Wei Wang's case before."

"Wang Wei's case?"

Ran Xiaoyu frowned: "What did he ask about this matter?"

There was a chuckle on Nan Yan's face and said, "He seems to be a little dissatisfied with the ‘truth’ of the case thoroughly investigated by this palace, but insists on believing that it was Wang Wei who wrote the antipoetry."

Ran Xiaoyu's face was even more ugly: "What does this have to do with him?"

"The relationship is big."

Nan Yan slowly got up from the chair, Ran Xiaoyu hurried over to help, and the two of them walked into the inner room. Nan Yan slowly said: "Because the previous case has been investigated, the emperor has restored the reputation of King Wei, and , He still gave him some of the powers of the state government."

"..."

"This is already obvious."

"what?"

Nan Yan turned her head and glanced at her, knowing she hadn't realized it yet, so she smiled faintly: "Prince."

Ran Xiaoyu widened his eyes: "The emperor wants to—"

"The emperor should have already prepared, and wants to establish the crown prince."

"This, this is good."

Ran Xiaoyu smiled subconsciously, but immediately glanced at Nan Yan carefully.

Nan Yan smiled faintly and said, "You don't have to worry about me. Actually, I think this is better. Wei Wang is a good boy, and I am full of confidence in his future."

"Manny..."

"However, this will make some people feel uncomfortable."

Ran Xiaoyu immediately came back to his senses: "Guo Gong, and-Concubine Kang?"

Nan Yan nodded, and said: "Concubine Kang is struggling, and wants to win the harem and give birth to the emperor."

Ran Xiaoyu said coldly: "I want the emperor to take care of her."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Yes, the emperor refused to pay attention to her. It's fine. What's more important is that Wang Wei was raised by the queen. He became the crown prince, and it was good for the grandfather and his family. No."

"..."

"Not only is there no benefit, even—"

"Even what?"

"The queen's family has always been very careful before, and tried to restrain it from expanding its influence, so as not to bear the notoriety of foreign relatives. But if King Wei is registered as a prince, and the emperor moves to the north, her family will definitely grow."

"That's true."

"In the north, a big family is enough."

Ran Xiaoyu said: "The empress means that even if the grandpa is not the prince, but only for his own family, he will not allow King Wei to become the prince."

"Yes."

Nan Yan took a deep breath and said, "From this time he actually came to ask me face to face, you can see that he doesn't just care about this simple thing."

"..."

"I think he is already a little anxious."

"..."

"I'm afraid that next, Wang Wei and the others will have to face even greater storms."

Hearing this, Ran Xiaoyu frowned, revealing a worried expression.

She said, "Since the empress knows this, do you want to remind Wang Wei?"

Nan Yan glanced at her and said with a smile: "It's not my turn to talk about this kind of thing. I usually talk to the emperor and have already said a lot about King Wei. If I say more, I will become a harem. Going to politics."

"Uh--"

"Furthermore, the emperor has already planned to establish a prince. Wouldn't he protect his heir?"

"That's true."

"More importantly," Nan Yan said, "Wang Wei."

"Wang Wei?"

"He is also old, and if he is to be a prince, that is, in the future, to become the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, he can't always hide under the protection of others. He needs to detect danger and protect himself."

"..."

"Something, let him face it."

Ran Xiaoyu nodded: "The empress is right."

Nan Yan just smiled. At this time, they had already walked into the inner room.

She also knew very well in her heart that even though things might come to an end, she would still find ways to help Wang Wei, but it could only be a help. The main problems need to be solved by Wang Wei himself.

And now, it's not the time for her to worry.

One thing she has to worry about now is--

He raised his head and looked at the wall of the inner room, where the painting was hanging.

Nianqiu had just picked up the picture scroll sent by Master Cheng Guo and asked her to bring it in. She actually hung up the picture directly.

However, it's okay to hang up.

Nan Yan walked over slowly and looked up at the painting.

It is no different from the original painting that I saw in Jinlou Bieyuan. It shows a few people sitting in front of the hall and discussing things.

To be honest, although Mr. Cheng Guo is not very good, his painting skills are really good.

There are so many people in the painting, the primary and secondary are distinct, the atmosphere is right, and even the expression on everyone's face is vividly portrayed by him.

It can be seen that this scene at that time, for him, is a very deep memory.

Therefore, the entire scene can be restored to the drawing paper almost tribally.

Nan Yan's gaze naturally turned to the familiar figure in it——

Bowanghou.

This unpredictable "uncle" with too many mysteries hidden on his body.

In the end-is he really his uncle?

Or do you have another, deeper bond with yourself?

What Nan Yan is more concerned about is a person who is not depicted in this painting.

Concubine Qin.