strictlysupreme Chapter 388 Meng Ze (additional update)
Chapter 388 Meng Ze (additional update)
His face was scratched by tree branches, leaving deep scars, so he wore a mask to cover them up.
The Meng family told others that he was their long-lost son who had finally been found.
But they both knew it was fake.
Over the years, his official position has risen higher and higher, and the power in his hands has also increased.
They have given the Meng family a lot of support, both openly and secretly.
They will never tell the truth.
Where did the third prince find out...?
This matter has gone unnoticed and unmentioned for many years.
Did the Third Prince find out something?
Meng Ze looked up at him, his eyes suddenly turning cold.
The Third Prince did not avoid Meng Ze's gaze. Instead, with a cold smile, he slowly picked up his teacup and took a sip.
He wasn't afraid of what Meng Ze would do to him.
He was a prince, while Meng Ze was merely a powerful minister.
But in the end, he was still a subject.
Meng Ze has been enjoying his position in the court for so long thanks to his father's trust, and he has long been disgusted by him!
Chu Yi wouldn't tell Meng Ze what he had found out, so that Meng Ze could be prepared.
Once he has investigated and found out everything, he will tell his father everything and let his father know!
The loyal minister he trusted for so long was actually from an enemy country!
The Third Prince's gaze fell on Meng Ze, and he immediately changed the subject.
"What are your plans regarding the people you arrested?"
"How does Your Highness intend for me to handle this?" Meng Ze asked calmly.
"what ever."
The Third Prince sneered, stood up, and remained indifferent.
After that, he turned and left.
The men he sent were all assassins, constantly poisoned.
He had to take the antidote every six hours.
If you are captured and there is no antidote, you will die.
Meng Ze couldn't get any information out of him.
There's no need to agree to any more of Meng Ze's conditions because of them.
That would be such a waste.
I came here today just to sound out Meng Ze's opinion.
Now I understand everything.
Meng Ze watched the Third Prince's departing figure, his face ashen.
With a flick of his fingertips, the teacup in his palm made a soft cracking sound, almost shattering.
He was certain that the Third Prince must have discovered something.
But he wouldn't tell him.
Meng Ze turned around and whispered instructions to his trusted confidant beside him.
"Go and find out who the Third Prince has been in contact with recently and what information he has received."
The trusted confidant bowed his head in agreement and quietly withdrew.
As evening fell, a subordinate rushed in, cupped his hands, and reported: "Sir, we've found something. The Third Prince recently met with a contact who has always been in contact with the Great Jin. The content seems to be related to Xie Yanli of the Great Jin, but we haven't found anything else."
Meng Ze's gaze darkened upon hearing this.
He slowly stood up, walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
Could his background really be related to the Great Jin Dynasty?
Is it related to Xie Yanli?
The setting sun gradually descended into the courtyard, dyeing half the sky red.
Meng Ze spoke up and gave a few instructions.
The Marquis's Residence in the Great Jin Dynasty.
The Marquis's residence was solemn, with white banners hanging high and candlelight flickering in the mourning hall.
A steady stream of dignitaries came to pay their respects, all with solemn expressions, entering the mourning hall in turn to pay their respects.
No one made a loud noise; only the sound of low footsteps and the mournful groans of kowtows could be heard.
Xie Siyuan stood on one side of the mourning hall, head down, eyes slightly red, occasionally wiping the corners of her eyes.
He looks very sad and sensible.
When the guests who came to pay their respects saw him, they couldn't help but whisper in admiration: "What a sensible child. He is so young, yet he is so serious about keeping vigil."
Qin Jiuwei stood in a corner of the mourning hall, her gaze slightly cold as she watched.
A maid hurried up to her and whispered, "Young Madam, the Zou family has sent someone, but they will take a few more days to arrive."
"understood."
The Zou family was the maternal family of Xie Yanli's mother.
After Madam Zou passed away, the two families lost contact.
The passing of Lady Hou is a major event, so it's normal for the Zou family to send people over.
She also wanted to meet the Zou family.
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The funeral arrangements for Lady Hou are proceeding smoothly.
For the first three days, the younger members of the Marquis's household were required to keep vigil before the Marquis's coffin and were not allowed to leave.
Three days later, all you need to do is go to the mourning hall every night to pay your respects and kowtow in remembrance.
Xie Siyuan also had some free time and was no longer confined to the main courtyard, so he could walk around.
On the way back to the main campus.
Several servants were working nearby, talking quietly to each other.
He had no intention of listening any longer, but upon hearing the name "Xie Jue," he couldn't help but slow his pace.
"I heard that Young Master Jue has recently taken a great interest in fishing. Yesterday, he sat by the pond fishing all afternoon and wouldn't let anyone disturb him."
"That's right, Young Master Jue is very patient. He sat there without moving, just to catch a big fish."
"The young mistress felt sorry for him, so she ordered someone to send him some food, but Young Master Jue wouldn't eat it. Lately, he only likes to eat the pea flour cake made by the main kitchen, and he said that the one made by the small kitchen in Qinglan Courtyard doesn't taste the same."
Xie Siyuan stopped in his tracks, his mind racing with calculations.
Fishing, pea flour cake, big kitchen...
Xie Siyuan's heart stirred, and he quietly came to the garden that afternoon.
He stood in the shade of a tree not far away and saw Xie Jue sitting by the pond fishing.
Before long, a servant approached with a plate of delicate pea flour cakes, placed the plate on a small table not far from Xie Jue, and then respectfully withdrew.
Xie Jue was completely focused on fishing, only occasionally reaching out to grab a piece of pea flour cake to eat.
Xie Siyuan stared intently at the plate of pastries.
A few days later, in the afternoon.
Qinglan Courtyard.
"Miss." Xiaohe hurried in and whispered as she bent down.
Xie Siyuan walked towards the kitchen.
Qin Jiuwei stood up from her chair and decisively ordered, "Go and invite the old lady and the marquis over immediately."
She narrowed her eyes, a barely perceptible smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.
"Let's go see a good show together."