The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

Xie Zhenghong once served as a Langzhong in the Ministry of Rites, and later became a Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. Unfortunately, due to his advanced age and unwillingness to take sides, he retired early and returned home.

Having been in the Ministry of Personnel for a long time and being responsible for the assessment and promotion of officials across the country, his many years of experience in officialdom enabled him to tell that there must be something fishy in the letter after just one glance at it.

What can I do? After being scolded, Xie Ningzhi still refused to tell the whole story, and even though he threatened seriously, he was not wrong.

Xie Zhenghong obviously didn't believe it, but because of the presence of Jiang Feng, a relative from the family, he could only suppress his anger and send Xie Ningzhi to the ancestral hall.

Seeing that the situation had eased a bit, Jiang Feng looked at the letter in his hand and said with a hint of worry: "Uncle Xie! Are you really going to Laigu County?"

Speaking of Gu County, Xie Zhenghong's expression also eased a little. He stroked his graying beard and said with a longing look: "Zi Yi! (Jiang Feng's name) I will go to Gu County. After all, Shu Ting is still there. I feel uneasy if I don't go to see her."

"Uncle, is this because of this letter?"

Xie Zhenghong nodded, then shook his head and said, "Not entirely. When I was a doctor in the Ministry of Personnel in Laigu County, I saw the official newspaper."

Xie Zhenghong said this, and shook his head helplessly, "That place is not only poor but also miserable, so much so that the Yongzhou government is unwilling to interfere."

"As the ancients said, 'poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people.' Even the state government is unwilling to interfere in this place, so I'm afraid it's very dangerous. Can your uncle handle it?" Jiang Feng said with a worried look on his face.

"Hey!~"

Xie Zhenghong sighed, and said with a hint of sadness in his voice: "It's fine for me, but Shu Ting...if she really has something wrong, I don't know what to do..."

Seeing the puzzled look on Xie Zhenghong's face, Jiang Feng pondered for a moment and said softly, "Uncle, don't worry. If Shu Ting is really in trouble, as an uncle, I will also help her."

Xie Zhenghong nodded with satisfaction. After all, ever since the death of Xie Shuting's biological mother Jiang Yao and her grandmother Jiang Han a few years ago, the relationship between the Xie family and the Jiang family had been severed.

The Jiang family is not a simple family. Jiang Feng's father once served as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. The two families became relatives because of their relationship in the court.

Unfortunately, Jiang Feng's father died of a cold while in office. Although the Jiang family has declined, the family still exists, and Xie Zhenghong is naturally aware of its importance.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhenghong picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying: "I'm glad you have this intention. The Jiang family has a lot of things to do, so I won't keep any food for you."

Jiang Feng naturally understood the principle of serving tea and seeing off guests, so he quickly stood up, bowed and said, "No problem. Uncle, please stay."

Looking at Jiang Feng's departing back, Xie Zhenghong withdrew his gaze and looked at the letter from home on the table, his thoughts unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The living room was silent for a moment, and then Xie Zhenghong shouted coldly: "Someone come!~"

Upon hearing this, the servant waiting outside the archway walked in quickly, bowed his head tremblingly and said, "Greetings, old master."

"Has the rebellious son been sent to the ancestral temple?"

"Reporting to the old master! The young master is now kneeling in the ancestral hall. Does the old master have any other instructions?" the servant asked tremblingly.

"Go... go and inform the people at the door not to send food to that rebellious son. Just make sure he doesn't die. Release him when you figure out what's going on." Xie Zhenghong slammed the table angrily.

"Yes! This is the message." The servant responded and left the living room, trotting all the way to the ancestral hall.

Xie Ningzhi, who was in the ancestral hall, was completely paralyzed after hearing the servants' report. He originally thought it was normal for his grandfather to be partial, but this was too far-fetched.

.......

Xie Ningzhi in the ancestral hall ate the steamed buns that Lian Qiao had sent him. He felt extremely depressed and secretly lamented, "If I hadn't run away and let my younger sister beat me up, would it be better than it is now?"

The only response he got was deathly silence, with the occasional crisp "crackling" sound of the candle flame, as if responding to what he was thinking.

"Bang bang bang!~"

Suddenly, there were several explosions outside the courtyard. Xie Ningzhi turned around hurriedly and saw dazzling fireworks blooming in the sky through the window.

At this moment, he felt terrible and his mood became more and more depressed. However, facing the ancestors of the Xie family, he did not dare to do anything excessive.

In the living room, Xie Zhenghong was sitting at the desk looking at the book in his hand. Suddenly he was attracted by the fireworks outside. His face, which had been sad for several days, finally showed a hint of joy.

"After today, it will be the 28th year of Jingyun. Shuting! Back then, when you asked your grandfather to help you, I thought you were just making a fuss, but you actually achieved your goal."

The servants nearby didn't understand what was going on, but no one dared to step forward to please him. They all looked at each other obediently and lowered their heads.

Xie Zhenghong glanced at the empty house again, shook his head helplessly and said, "The eldest is in the capital, the second is in Laigu County, and even Ningzhi, who rushed back to spend the holiday with me, has other thoughts in mind."

Thinking of this, Xie Zhenghong immediately looked at a servant at the door and said coldly: "Xie Chen! Did Ningzhi say anything in the ancestral hall?"

Upon hearing this, an old man who was about fifty years old leaned forward and said, "Master! Young Master Ningzhi didn't say anything and just knelt obediently."

"Can he kneel properly?"

Xie Zhenghong couldn't help but sneer: "I think he wants to hold out. Have you ever sent him food during this period?"

"I have never been there."

Xie Chen paused for a moment before changing the subject, "Lian Qiao went there during this time, but didn't go into the ancestral hall. He just left something at the door. I think it was a steamed bun or something like that."

Xie Zhenghong still believed what Xie Chen said. After all, Xie Chen was an old man who followed him.

Xie Chen has been in the Xie family for half his life. He has followed Xie Zhenghong as a book boy since he was a child, so naturally he would not go against Xie Zhenghong's wishes.

So when the Xie family was retired, slaves were required according to the official rank requirements. Apart from Xie Chen, only Xie Fang followed.

Compared to Xie Fang who changed back to his original surname Qin, Xie Chen still chose to use the name he had used for half his life.

Xie Zhenghong's anger was hard to dissipate for a while. He looked towards the direction of the ancestral hall and said coldly, "He still has the mood to eat and drink. I really don't know how angry he made Shu Ting in Laigu County."

"this......"

Xie Chen was at a loss for words for a moment, and said in a deep voice with a hint of doubt: "It is inevitable that there will be some arguments among the younger generations. Perhaps the master is wrong."

“This is not an argument.”

Xie Zhenghong waved his hand without hesitation and said, "You watched Shu Ting grow up. Everything he did at home was well-organized. Do you think this is a small matter?"

"this......"

Xie Chen was speechless for a moment. He had forgotten that this young lady had shown extraordinary talent since she was a child. She was almost a demon.