An Xin helped Xu Ruolan walk slowly down the street. The capital was wealthy, far surpassing Yi'an County. Shops lined the streets, and the streets were bustling. Lu Zhu followed beside her, hugging her neck, looking excited.
Xu Ruolan patted An Xin's hand and said, "Xin'er, what I said may not be entirely correct, but I still have to say it. In this life, not everything can go as planned. Sometimes we can only compromise and make concessions, but that can also bring us a peaceful life. The sharper our edge, the easier it is to suffer setbacks. Take today's matter for example. Although Madam Song is domineering, I can just bear with it. I am naturally moved that you stepped in to protect me. But the Chief Physician is one of the Nine Ministers. I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you in the future! As for the Right Chancellor, who in Dayi doesn't treat him with utmost respect? Although his words are frivolous, he is still the Chancellor. We are just ordinary people and cannot afford to offend him!"
An Xin listened quietly, and when she thought of Yan Zhen, she frowned slightly. She then said, "I will keep Mother's teachings in mind. I will try my best to be kind to others in the future and will not dare to make enemies easily."
Xu Ruolan smiled with relief and said, "Good child, I am at ease knowing you are so sensible."
An Xin smiled slightly and listened intently to the surrounding chatter.
One account says: "These past few days, a strange thing has happened in a remote village in the north of the city. It is said that the poultry raised by the villagers are dying mysteriously."
One theory is: "Could those poultry have contracted some disease? Why would they die for no reason?"
One person said, "Sigh, they've all been checked, and those poultry have no diseases at all. They just died for no reason!"
...
An Xin's heart skipped a beat.
Chapter Fifty-Two: Beauty
In the end, An Xin is nothing but a second-hand commodity. How could she possibly be worthy of the noble and precious Right Prime Minister?
While the young ladies were heartbroken, they were even more indignant at An Xin's blatant rejection!
Yan Zhen concealed a hint of coldness in his lips with his folding fan, his eyes sweeping over the woman who spoke with a shimmering, youthful glow. The woman was Yu Miaomiao, the daughter of Yu Jiagui, the chief minister of the Imperial Clan, who was ranked among the Nine Ministers. She had long admired the Right Chancellor, and when he suddenly glanced at her like that, she felt a chill run through her body, and her gaze unconsciously shifted.
Zongzheng Yujiagui wiped away a cold sweat and fell silent.
Ling Tian's expression was grim and uncertain. How could a divorced woman have gained the favor of the Right Prime Minister?! How could that be!
“The Right Chancellor has always been very clear about his likes and dislikes. If he likes something, he will like it very much, and if he dislikes something, he will dislike it very much. It seems that Miss An is very much to the Right Chancellor’s liking.” The clear and gentle voice was like a clear spring flowing slowly, and everyone came back to their senses.
Sitting in the head seat, the Left Prime Minister smiled, his right hand playing with the jade thumb ring on his left index finger. However, his words made everyone suddenly realize something.
Yes, the Right Chancellor has very clear likes and dislikes and is usually domineering. Even if he says he likes someone, it's just that the person happens to suit his taste, and that's all. In the end, it doesn't involve feelings!
Upon realizing this, everyone's expressions relaxed.
Yan Zhen's eyes were filled with frost as he looked at Jing Lan and said with a slight smile, "The one who understands me is the Left Prime Minister."
An Xin glanced at Yan Zhen coldly and said, "Unfortunately, the Right Chancellor is not to my liking." Openly declaring that she was his, although she didn't take it to heart, undoubtedly dragged her father into the right wing. The political situation in the court is unpredictable. Once one devotes oneself to a certain faction, then one's fate is bound to be the same for all. Even if her father does not collude with the right wing, he will definitely be regarded as a member of the right wing.
An Xin frowned slightly and said indifferently, "Are banquets always this boring? Mother, let's go back first!"
Xu Ruolan's face paled slightly. In her opinion, An Xin was too bold, showing no regard for the Right Prime Minister's reputation whatsoever. This was the Right Prime Minister, who held the power of life and death!
But at this moment, she had no choice but to obey An Xin. She stood up tremblingly, and An Xin helped her walk away slowly under the almost eerie gazes of the crowd, her face expressionless.
An Youwei felt cold sweat soaking through his inner clothes, with sweat constantly dripping from his forehead, and the entire courtyard fell into an eerie silence.
The Right Chancellor would surely be furious because An Xin had humiliated him, and An Youwei was even more terrified at the thought that his head might roll on the ground at any moment.
Yan Zhen, chin in hand, lazily watched An Xin's retreating figure. In the entire courtyard, only he appeared truly relaxed, showing no embarrassment whatsoever. It was as if he had been humiliated so many times that he was numb to it all…
Those who knew how to read the winds immediately rebuked An Youwei, saying, "Lord An, your daughter has quite the audacity!"
"A divorced young girl is so rude and uncouth, how outrageous!"
"With both prime ministers present, she actually left the table first. Lord An has truly raised a good daughter!"
...
The women, in a rather ambiguous manner, mocked him relentlessly.
"What they did to Madam Song just now was utterly lawless!"
"These country bumpkins really don't know any manners!"
"How dare a lowly person like you presume to be worthy of the Right Chancellor?!"
...
Madam Ling gave a cold smile.
An Youwei felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles. The gazes of everyone felt like thorns in his back, and even his former elder brothers seemed to have suddenly turned their backs on him...
Yan Zhen frowned slightly and said indifferently, "Shut up, all of you." Her previous smile vanished completely. Yan Zhen stood up and coldly swept her gaze over the crowd before fixing it on An Youwei. "If I ever hear words like 'lowly,' 'vulgar,' or 'abandoned woman' again, whoever it is, I will execute them all!"
An Youwei's body trembled suddenly.
The expressions on everyone's faces once again varied.
Jing Lan's gaze deepened, her gentle eyes gradually turning cold.
****
An Xin helped Xu Ruolan walk slowly down the street. The capital was wealthy, far surpassing Yi'an County. Shops lined the streets, and the streets were bustling. Lu Zhu followed beside her, hugging her neck, looking excited.
Xu Ruolan patted An Xin's hand and said, "Xin'er, what I said may not be entirely correct, but I still have to say it. In this life, not everything can go as planned. Sometimes we can only compromise and make concessions, but that can also bring us a peaceful life. The sharper our edge, the easier it is to suffer setbacks. Take today's matter for example. Although Madam Song is domineering, I can just bear with it. I am naturally moved that you stepped in to protect me. But the Chief Physician is one of the Nine Ministers. I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you in the future! As for the Right Chancellor, who in Dayi doesn't treat him with utmost respect? Although his words are frivolous, he is still the Chancellor. We are just ordinary people and cannot afford to offend him!"
An Xin listened quietly, and when she thought of Yan Zhen, she frowned slightly. She then said, "I will keep Mother's teachings in mind. I will try my best to be kind to others in the future and will not dare to make enemies easily."
Xu Ruolan smiled with relief and said, "Good child, I am at ease knowing you are so sensible."
An Xin smiled slightly and listened intently to the surrounding chatter.
“A strange thing has happened in a remote village in the north of the city these past few days. I heard that the poultry raised by the villagers are dying mysteriously.”