As soon as the case of Prince Xiting's murder of his wife was solved, Zhao Yanping, who had just returned to Beijing, immediately made a big splash in the capital.

The people talked about Zhao Yanping as a good official, and Duke Lu did not accept the wrong apprentice, and Zhuang's family even ran to the Zhao Mansion in Jixiang Hutong and saluted and thanked the gate. In this world, some families do not regard their daughters as human beings, and just marry them and exchange for bride gifts, but some people love their daughters as if they are life, and would rather anger the royal relatives than seek justice for their unjustly death.

Zhao Yanping and Gillian sent everyone away from the dealer.

"What does the emperor mean?"

The case has been solved, and there is no need to consider whether he regrets it. Gillian is even more worried about whether Emperor Xuanhe will be angry with Zhao Yanping. Although she is ready to accompany Zhao Yanping back to her hometown to farm at any time, the house in the capital is so good, and a group of relatives and friends are also in the capital. It is even more difficult for Zhao Yanping to sit in his current position. If possible, Gillian still hopes that Emperor Xuanhe will not take his anger on her husband.

Zhao Yanping shook his head and said, "The emperor has not expressed anything. If you should go to court or go to court, you can't see your happiness or anger."

It is difficult to distinguish between joy and anger. This is what Emperor Xuanhe is most awe-inspiring to his ministers. Even as early as the time of King Xuan and Prince Xuan, Emperor Xuanhe was like this. Apart from his favor and protection of Xiangyun, no one can tell whether Emperor Xuanhe has any selfish preferences for the ministers. The promotion and demotion all depend on political achievements.

In the case of Prince Xiting Bo, Emperor Xuanhe's suggestion to Dali Temple is the second exception.

"What is the emperor's attitude towards you?" Gillian asked in confusion.

Zhao Yanping said: "I can't see it yet. I haven't handed over any other memorandum."

No matter how he looked at it, he had made meritorious efforts to solve the case. Emperor Xuanhe could not bear to condemn Pan Rui's death penalty, and it was impossible for him to find reasons to demote Zhao Yanping's official position at this time, unless Emperor Xuanhe wanted to be detained as a foolish monarch by the people and favored the crime. Therefore, whether Emperor Xuanhe would take his anger on Zhao Yanping will be waiting for a while before he could tell how long it would be, one month, half a year, one or even five years, or eight years, except Emperor Xuanhe, no one can tell.

The holy heart is unpredictable, that's it.

Zhao Yanping frowned, not like the feeling of waiting for another boot to fall off. He would rather Xuan and Emperor demote his official position immediately or give some other punishment, at least the whole family can feel at ease.

Seeing him like this, Ajiao suddenly laughed, went over and closed the door first, then sat on his lap, wrapped one hand around Zhao Yanping's neck, and gently touched him with the other hand.

Zhao Yanping asked in confusion: "Why are you laughing at?"

Gillian laughed: "I laughed at you for being stupid. Before solving the case, I was determined not to be afraid of anything. Now that the case has been solved, you are worried. Why bother? You are doing things in Dali Temple, fulfilling your duties and responsibilities, and you are worthy of the people who died unjustly and the emperor and the court. The emperor really vented your anger that it is the emperor's business. Anyway, we have made the worst preparations, and no matter how bad it is, it is not much worse. What should you do next, why bother to think about those who have nothing?"

Her smile was as bright as a flower, her apricot eyes were clear, and Zhao Yanping's troubles were washed away by her gentle eyes.

Yes, why bother thinking about those who have nothing? There is a happy thing to do now.

Zhao Yanping suddenly picked up Gillian and walked towards the inner room.

Gillian was startled at first, and then she thought that although it was morning, the children were studying in the official school and the front yard, so the servants were not so clear that they came to disturb them. She bit her lip and left it to Zhao Yanping to lead the happy event.

The case was solved, and the Dali Temple Minister Cai Qi's heart disease had not recovered. He was old, so he handed over a memorial to resign and retire, begging Emperor Xuanhe to approve it.

Emperor Xuanhe praised it happily and rewarded Cai Qi with a generous pension bank, but Emperor Xuanhe has never decided on the candidate for the new Dali Temple minister. As for the affairs of the Dali Temple, the two Shaoqings will be handed over to jointly seize it.

According to the late emperor's appreciation of Zhao Yanping and Zhao Yanping's ability to be an official, he was not only jealous of some officials, but most of the officials were convinced, especially because he solved a case that Cai Qi and Zeng Yongshuo could not solve. At this time, Emperor Xuanhe did not promote him, obviously insulting Zhao Yan to pacify Pan Rui's death penalty.

Zhao Yanping originally wanted to hand in the palace and take his family to pay tribute to the concubine's sister. When he encountered such a thing, he could not give him a gift, which could easily lead to misunderstanding that he wanted to ask the concubine's sister to plead for him.

He did not hand over the memorial, and the Imperial Concubine missed her nieces and nieces. She was thinking too much. When Emperor Xuanhe came, the Imperial Concubine finally couldn't help but tempted: "Emperor, you said before that you would summon my brother and sister-in-law's family to the palace and let me meet them. Why was there no news later?"

Emperor Xuanhe glanced at her, his expression slightly cold: "Your elder brother is ignorant. I have clearly hinted that he would just find a scapegoat to do anything. He is better, I am the only cousin, and he has found ironclad evidence."

The Imperial Concubine never interferes in political affairs and rarely asks for anything from Emperor Xuanhe. However, when it comes to his own brother, the one who should be wronged the most, the Imperial Concubine lowered her head and whispered to defend her brother: "Brother is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. If you hand over the case to him, his duty is to find out the real murderer. If he leaves the real murderer and fails to arrest him, he will wrongly accuse a good person. Do you really want such a Dali Temple Minister?"

Emperor Xuan He said coldly and said with a look of disguise: "But that is my cousin. So what if he made an exception for me?"

The emperor's dissatisfaction can be heard from his voice. The imperial concubine did not dare to look up. She was silent for a moment, but she still argued with reason: "The emperor's cousin killed someone. You want your brother to make an exception for you. But there are so many royal relatives in the capital. Today's mistake will make an exception, and tomorrow's mistake will make an exception. If this exception continues, how can Dali Temple preside over justice for the people's ministers?"

Emperor Xuanhe looked at her again and questioned: "I am the emperor. If I can't even protect anyone, what's the use of me being this emperor?"

The imperial concubine's face was pale, but she replied in a trembling voice: "You are the emperor. If you use a minister to kill someone you want to protect, you can save five people, ten or even ten million people. Those people are your subjects. Isn't it the wise ruler who has protected thousands of subjects?"

When Emperor Xuanhe heard this, he smiled indefinitely: "I only realized today that you are so good at speaking."

The Imperial Concubine immediately knelt down and said in panic: "I am arrogant, please ask the emperor..."

Before she could finish her speech, the person was already supported by the familiar hands, and the concubine raised her head in shock.

Emperor Xuan He smiled complicatedly and touched her face and said, "I have spoiled you for so many years. Today is the time when you are the most courageous in front of me."

The Imperial Concubine was stunned.

Emperor Xuanhe dipped her nose and helped the person to sit on the couch, then said, "As soon as he entered the capital, I reminded him to hand him a memorial. He did not invite him, and then he disgraced me. Do you want me to take the initiative to ask him to enter the palace?"

The Imperial Concubine realized that the emperor had no intention of venting his anger on his brother.

But she subconsciously explained to her brother: "He was afraid that you were still angry and didn't dare to come."

Emperor Xuanhe snorted lightly and looked at the concubine and said, "He dared to capture my cousin, what else would he dare not? He clearly didn't have you in his heart and didn't want to come to the palace to see you, but you were just trying to excuse him. That is, I treat you well and don't care about you, otherwise you would have been cheated by your own brother."

The imperial concubine lowered her head, not knowing what else she could say.

Emperor Xuanhe smiled helplessly.

He just wanted her to understand that he was the best for her in this world.

At the last court meeting before the imperial court's grand break, Emperor Xuanhe promoted Zhao Yanping's official position and made him the new Dali Temple Minister.

The ministers were surprised when the decree came suddenly. Zhao Yanping was even more calm than usual. He was stunned for a while before he hurriedly knelt down to thank him.

Looking at Zhao Yanping kneeling there, and then looking at the other ministers below, Emperor Xuanhe said lightly: "The law does not tolerate mercy, and there is no distinction between high and low. No matter who violates the law, even the emperor should be punished with his subjects. Zhao Yanping, the case of Xiting Bo Mansion, was well handled, worthy of the cultivation of Old Lady Lu, and worthy of the promotion of the previous emperor. I want to be a good wise ruler, which cannot be separated from the assistance and loyalty of wise and capable ministers. I hope that all my dear friends will learn from this case, set an example, serve the people wholeheartedly, and assist me to create an enlightened and prosperous era together."

After a lot of alert words, the civil and military ministers all knelt down and shouted to obey the order.

The court meeting dispersed, and all the officials retreated in turn.

Zhao Yanping walked out of the hall and suddenly found snowflakes floating in the sky.

The snow began to fall near noon. At first, it was just fine snowflakes. By dusk, it turned into heavy snow. The roofs of the imperial city were covered with white snow, and the ground was full of mottled footprints that the ministers stepped on when they left.

Zhao Yanping had just been promoted to the Dali Temple Minister and had a lot of things to deal with. The deposit was half an hour later than usual, and it was dark when he walked out of Dali Temple.

A little eunuch stood outside and saw him. He immediately rushed over, holding a big fashion in his hands and said, "Sir, it suddenly snowed today. The concubine is worried that you have thin clothes, so she asked the miscellaneous family to send the big fashion in the cold. The concubine also said that the emperor has a broad mind and is not angry with the elders. He asked the elders to come to the palace to pay their respects quickly. The concubine wants the two young masters and girls."

Zhao Yanping looked at the direction of Changchun Palace, and felt warm and ashamed. He first gave thanks, and then respectfully took over Dafa's dress.

The little eunuch also gave him an umbrella.

Zhao Yanping smiled and thanked him, opened his umbrella, and walked out of the imperial city.

A carriage was parked outside, and the coachman shivered with his hands in his sleeves and shivered. He saw a fashionable official walking out of the inside. The rustling snowflakes blurred the man's face. The coachman withdrew his gaze and continued to shrank, shaking his legs to keep warm.

Zhao Yanping didn't pay much attention to the carriage until he crossed the carriage and found a horse tied behind the carriage, which looked very much like the one he rode back and forth from the imperial city every day. Zhao Yanping looked carefully before turning back to the front of the carriage. He raised his umbrella to see the driver, and Guo Xing also lowered his head and looked under the umbrella. Guo Xing was happy with this pair of eyes: "Official? Where did you come from?"

He didn't even recognize him when he was so luxurious.

Zhao Yanping also had a smile in his eyes and asked him, "Madam, did you ask you to come?"

Guo Xing said: "No, Mrs. Xue said that she was afraid that you would be frozen, so she sent me early. Get in the car quickly. Madam is waiting for you to go home for dinner!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yanping had already gotten into the car.

There were few pedestrians on the road, and the carriages arrived smoothly in front of the Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Yanping got out of the car and walked around the hanging flower door. He saw Gillian standing under the eaves in front of the hall in a cloak. The lantern hanging high beside her made her face red, soft and beautiful. She has been like a fairy for many years.

Zhao Yanping held an umbrella and strode to her.

His fashionable and stylish manners were so grand that Gillian dared to recognize him when he got in front of him. He said strangely like Guo Xing: "Where did this come from?"

Zhao Yanping stood under the steps, his eyes were just the same as hers, and he smiled and said, "I admired it by the Imperial Concubine, and asked me to keep warm on the road."

Gillian's eyes lit up.

Knowing what she was thinking, Zhao Yanping continued: "Today's court meeting, the emperor proposed to be a minister of Dali Temple, a third-rank official, with a monthly salary of 20 taels."

Gillian's surprise had already overflowed her eyes, and the heavy snow seemed to have turned into a colorful white peach blossom, not cold at all.

She was so happy that she jumped off the steps and threw herself into her man's arms.

Zhao Yanping held an umbrella with one hand and hugged her with the other, first giving her a long deep kiss.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"The kids have eaten, I'll wait for you."

"I've said it many times. If I go back late, you don't have to wait."

"I'm willing to wait, I want you to take care of it."

The official boots and embroidered shoes made the snow creak, and the little woman's coquettish voice could not hide her joy, and the snowflakes seemed to be infected by it, flying and spinning lightly.
Chapter completed!