gnovel Chapter 272 The letter was delivered to the wrong person; the family letter ended up in Yang Guang
Chapter 272 The letter was delivered to the wrong person; the family letter ended up in Yang Guang
He casually opened the letter and began to read it.
But as I looked at it, something seemed off.
This passage warns Yang Ruyi against forming cliques or factions, lest she tarnish Lü Xiao's reputation.
What does this mean?
He also told Yang Ruyi that Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling had entered the imperial court and become close advisors to the emperor.
Do not let the two of them get involved in forming a faction, lest they arouse gossip and give others a handle to use against them.
Although Lü Xiao's handwriting was crooked and illegible, like a dog's crawl, he could still understand it.
But why can't he understand this content?
Yang Guang quickly realized what was happening.
This is a letter to Yang Ruyi!
These are private letters between a husband and wife!
As it turned out, the messenger delivered the letter to the wrong person and sent it to him instead!
Then, Yang Guang raised his head and looked intently at Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling, who were discussing politics with him in the study.
These two are indeed entangled with the Prince of Shuo's mansion.
What the guards said was not unfounded.
"Your Majesty, what... has happened to us?"
Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling felt uneasy and on pins and needles under Yang Guang's gaze, and asked in confusion.
They are dressed appropriately today, and their words and actions are not wrong. They shouldn't be stared at like this.
"Send the letter to the princess as well."
Yang Guang picked up the letter, placed it on the table, and slapped it hard, making a loud thud, which was quite meaningful.
The two exchanged a glance, their hearts pounding with fear, and cold sweat instantly broke out on their foreheads.
They were secretly working for the Prince of Shuo's mansion, serving the Lü family.
On the surface, however, there is no such relationship; they are courtiers of the emperor and close advisors of His Majesty.
What kind of business is it for them, as foreign officials, to secretly go to see the princess?
"go!"
Yang Guang slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacups to jump and tea to splash everywhere.
The letter fell directly to the ground.
Du Ruhui quickly stepped forward, bent down, and picked it up.
He glanced at it briefly and immediately understood. His face turned deathly pale, devoid of any color, like that of a dead man.
When he walked out of the palace, his legs were weak, as if he were walking on cotton, and he stumbled along.
"Let me see."
Fang Xuanling took the letter, and upon reading its contents, he gasped in shock, his scalp tingling and his hands and feet turning icy cold.
The messenger delivered the letter to the wrong address!
A letter from home has arrived at the palace!
It's been delivered to the emperor!
This is absolutely a huge blunder!
"What... what should we do?"
Du Ruhui grabbed Fang Xuanling, asking nervously, his palms sweating and his voice trembling.
"Stay calm! Stay calm!"
This was sent by the prince; the messenger wouldn't be so careless. Let's go find the princess first, find out the situation, and then make a decision.
Although Fang Xuanling was also somewhat flustered, his hands and feet were cold, and his heart was pounding, he felt that things were not hopeless and that there was still a chance for a turnaround.
The two of them supported each other, walking hurriedly and stumbling towards the Prince Shuo's residence, their hearts pounding with fear, not daring to stop along the way.
Inside the mansion, Yang Ruyi sat in the hall.
She held another letter, her expression also somewhat unpleasant, her brows furrowed, and she seemed preoccupied.
"You mean you didn't send the letter to the wrong address?"
She looked up at the messenger in front of her, her voice tinged with doubt.
She recognized this person; he was one of Lü Xiao's confidants, having served him for many years with unwavering loyalty and utmost reliability.
To reach such a level of trust, one must certainly possess ability.
If he couldn't even deliver a letter properly, and couldn't handle such a small matter, he would have been kicked aside by Lü Xiao long ago, and there would be no way he could stay by his side.
"Your Highness, that is indeed how the Prince arranged it."
The messenger spoke truthfully, with a sincere and respectful attitude.
Both letters were marked, and he remembered them clearly so that he would never send them to the wrong person.
"But this is for His Majesty!"
Yang Ruyi threw the letter to the ground, her face ashen and her chest heaving violently.
Once this letter is in her hands, who else will receive the other letter? Need I say more?
If Lü Xiao had written about mundane family matters and romantic love in his letter, it would have been fine; at most, his father would have laughed at him a few times.
But if you say something you shouldn't, such as forming cliques or engaging in factionalism, then things will get complicated!
What my father hated most was his subjects forming factions!
"Princess Qiping, Mr. Fang Xuanling and Mr. Du Ruhui have come to pay their respects."
The guards from the mansion hurriedly arrived at the main hall and bowed to report.
"Please come in."
Yang Ruyi took a deep breath, put down the letter in her hand, and said calmly, quickly regaining her usual composure.
She must remain calm and composed at all times.
If you can't even have this much self-control, how will you help your son ascend the throne in the future?
"You must be tired from delivering the message all the way. Go and rest now."
Sitting to the side, Lü Zhen looked at the messenger kneeling on the ground and slowly spoke, his voice young yet steady.
"Yes, thank you for your understanding, Your Highness."
The messenger lowered his head, feeling grateful, and bowed as he backed away from the main hall.
Before long, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui arrived at the main hall in a hurry.
Their faces didn't look good; they were pale and somewhat panicked.
They handed the real family letter to Yang Ruyi with both hands, then stood aside with their hands at their sides, not uttering a word, not daring to even breathe.
Yang Ruyi took the letter and unfolded it to read it carefully.
Her expression was exactly the same as Yang Guang's before, from initial confusion to furrowed brows, and finally to shock and astonishment.
Looking at the glaring words "forming cliques and factions" on the letter.
She really wanted to set off right now, from the Eastern Capital to Jingzhou, and ask Lü Xiao face to face what he really meant!
Saying she's being dramatic?
Is she saying she'd love to create a second Sui Dynasty?
Is this something a human being would say?
You can say whatever you want, but you even brought up the Emperor.
"Gentlemen, please take a look at this letter."
Yang Ruyi took a deep breath and pushed out the letter that was supposed to be given to Yang Guang.
"This, this is what His Majesty should have received."
Du Ruhui took the letter, glanced at it quickly, and unconsciously raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, beads of sweat rolling down his face.
Suddenly, he realized that things weren't so difficult after all.
"You two gentlemen came from the Emperor's residence. How did he look?"
Since the letter was delivered by these two people, Yang Ruyi could guess what was going on.
My father's face must look terrible.
"It looks terrible."
Fang Xuanling recalled for a moment and spoke slowly, still feeling lingering fear.
No matter how bad the news of the wars in various places was, when it reached Yang Guang's ears, his face had never looked so grim.
The gloom and oppression were like the sky before a storm.
"Father already knows about this, there's no way to hide it anymore." Yang Ruyi stood up, tossed the letter aside, and a resolute glint flashed in her eyes.
"Can our forces in Dongdu be assembled within half an hour?"