Chapter 935 The Prince Is Coming to Beijing
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"He's just the protector."
Liu Wei's gaze became even colder: "My younger brother was in danger, and it was too late to pursue the murderer. I just wanted to take my younger brother out of the hunting ground and treat him first, but the two young masters of the Fu family obstructed him in every possible way, and finally took action. That bird was mine. If someone hurts its owner, it will naturally want to protect it, what's wrong with that?"
Fu Ziyao looked at Fu Zilan.
Fu Zilan looked at Yang Min again.
Yang Min frowned and nodded to the two of them.
Many people saw it, and it was indeed Fu Ziyong who made the first move.
When the matter reached this point, it was difficult for Fu Ziyao to deal with it. He didn't know what kind of grudge Fu Ziyong had with this Beijing official. What was right and wrong was naturally difficult to debate.
But Fu Ziyao can be considered flexible. After hesitating, he raised his hand to Liu Wei and said: "Please wait a moment, your Excellency. Today, whether it is my brother's matter or my brother's injury, I need an explanation. It can't be solved. , no one can leave."
On the surface, these words sounded reasonable, but on the inside, they contained a warning.
Warn Liu Wei, your brother's matter is another matter, but you will have to pay the price if you indulge in violence and hurt the legitimate son of the Fu family.
Fu Ziyao came from the third room. When the second room and the first room didn't come forward, it was always difficult for the third room to step forward directly.
At this moment, Fu Ziyao is the biggest person here, so it is time for him to step forward.
But Fu Ziyong is Fu Ziyao's elder brother. Fu Ziyao's move is somewhat constrained. After all, he has never heard of his younger brother handling matters for his elder brother.
Therefore, when Fu Ziyao sent someone to question the injured Fu Ziyong, he also sent someone back home, intending to find his second brother Fu Zijiao.
Fu Ziyan definitely couldn't shout, but Fu Zijiao was the third generation of the Fu family, so it was up to him to handle the matter, which complied with all the rules.
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Fu Zijiao was entertaining guests in the hall when he received the news from his servants.
Today is my grandfather's birthday. I don't know how many guests have come from all over Qingyun, including those with high status and low status. Naturally, his father, two uncles, and his eldest brother will entertain them.
Those with lower status, the family members of officials above the sixth rank and below the fourth rank, are looked after by him.
As for the younger generations, such as the son of a certain family, the young master and the young lady of a certain family, the elder brother had already ordered the first few brothers to be taken out to have fun, and they only waited to come back before the banquet.
When the servant came, Fu Zijiao was chatting with some newly arrived local officials, talking about the customs and customs of Qingzhou. Naturally, he couldn't help but mention a few important things about his family and country.
The servant whispered to him. After hearing this, Fu Zijiao's face turned bad.
He had no time to chat with anyone, so he stood up immediately, apologized to the guests, walked outside, and then asked with a solemn face: "What's going on?"
The servant hurriedly explained the matter in more detail. When he mentioned the injury on the Third Young Master's face, he started to tremble all over. Apparently he could still think of the hideous and miserable scene and was still frightened.
Fu Zijiao was really angry: "It will cause trouble!" After saying that, he turned around to find his elder brother.
After looking around the hall, Fu Ziyan was not seen. Fu Zijiao had no choice but to pull his third uncle and ask, "Has the third uncle seen my eldest brother?"
Mr. Fu San looked around, and indeed he didn't see Fu Ziyan, and he didn't even see Mr. Fu, so he said, "He must have gone to the backyard. I heard that just now when your eldest brother went to the city gate to greet your sister-in-law's family, I met a prince from Beijing, invited them all over, and went directly to the backyard to greet your grandfather. Your uncle also went after him, and now, I am afraid he is still with him."
Is the prince coming to Beijing?
Fu Zijiao was a little surprised, and then thought about his eldest brother's identity. If he were an ordinary prince, he might not be so attentive, so he asked, "Do you know who the third uncle is?"
Mr. Fu San smiled and said: "Can't you guess? The one who can alert your uncle and make your elder brother brazenly invite people here is either the three kings or the seven kings. However, the emperor has been ill recently. Seriously, the third prince and the prince are co-managing the cabinet, and it should be the seventh prince who comes."
Fu Zijiao pondered for a moment, if the person coming was the Seventh Prince, then he would not dare to go there. Because of some junior's troubles, he disturbed the Seventh Prince and lost the face of the Fu family.
"What are you doing with your elder brother?" Master Fu San asked.
Fu Zijiao had no choice but to talk about the matter, and finally said: "My nephew, I don't know whether I should go and take a look. Zi Yao seems not to know the inside story, and Zi Yong is the eldest brother's biological brother..."
Master Fu San's face also darkened. Fu Ziyao was his biological son. Their third wife had always kept a low profile and did not want to come forward in big events. However, this time, the injured eldest son was involved.
Mr. Fu San hesitated for a moment and said, "Go to your elder brother. Call him out before mentioning this matter. Don't make it public in front of nobles."
Fu Zijiao received his uncle's approval, responded, and hurried to the backyard.
When I arrived at my grandfather's yard, I heard laughter coming from inside.
As he got closer, he heard that chess seemed to be being played inside. No wonder his uncle and eldest brother had been with him for so long. A game of chess would take a long time to be played.
He opened the curtain and walked in, just in time to see his grandfather with a smile on his face, grabbing a hand full of black stones like an old naughty boy, and placing one on the chessboard.
Sitting opposite his grandfather was a young man who looked very steady. Because his back was turned to him, Fu Zijiao couldn't see the man's face, but he heard the man's cool and low-pitched voice: "Is it settled, master?"
When Mr. Fu heard what he said, he quickly checked the chessboard again, and finally made another uneasy judgment before saying, "I've thought about it, and I won't change it."
Then the man opposite said nothing, took the white piece, and gently dropped it on the chessboard.
As soon as the piece fell, Mr. Fu shouted: "Oh, oh, this piece doesn't count, I want to change it to the piece just now." After saying that, he was so shameless that he reached out and regretted the move, forcibly took away the other person's white piece, and then took it back. However, he didn't make any more moves on his own black spot. He only looked at the left and right and looked at the chessboard.
The man opposite didn't seem surprised by the old man's chess pieces. He just picked up the teacup beside him in a good-tempered manner, took a sip and waited patiently.
Mr. Fu and Fu Ziyan who were accompanying him were quite speechless. Mr. Fu smiled and said to his father: "Father, you have regretted this for ten years."
Fu Ziyan's upright and serious face also showed a hint of helplessness.
Fu Zijiao didn't dare to alarm others and only gave Fu Ziyan a look.
Fu Ziyan had seen Fu Zijiao come in before, but Fu Zijiao did not say hello or say anything, but quietly stood at the door, so he remained silent. Now he saw Fu Zijiao's signal and got up. , whispered "Excuse me" and walked out.
"What's the sneakiness about?"
Fu Zijiao was very embarrassed, sighed, and told him about the hunting ground. After he finished speaking, he looked at his eldest brother with his eyes.
Fu Ziyan fell silent, and his usually cold and stern expressions were now even more revealing. He looked at Fu Zijiao and asked: "In the hunting ground, even if you are accidentally injured, you won't be injured and your life will be worried. They What exactly were you playing?”
Fu Zijiao hesitated and said nothing.
Fu Ziyan knew that he knew better, so he didn't press him and just looked at him coldly.