Chapter 213 Your Information Is Not Reliable

The officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty could not help but look at Rong Yu.

The daughter of Jiuxiao Pavilion?

They all knew that the wedding of the Regent King was a sensation. The Regent King’s wife was said to have been brought over from Jiuxiao Pavilion. There were also several people who claimed to be subordinates of Jiuxiao Pavilion who said that they escorted their eldest daughter to marry, but this matter has always been a mystery in the minds of the powerful and noble in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Nan Xi is the daughter of Prime Minister Nan, there is no doubt about this, and the focus is on Madam Nan.

Madam Nan’s identity is actually a mystery.

For the powerful and noble families that have been passed down for a hundred years, they are born with a sense of noble superiority that is superior to others. Not only Madam Nan, but even Nan Xingzhi, who is now in a high position, is just a new noble from a humble family in their eyes.

Nan Xingzhi's career was smooth because of the appreciation and respect of the previous emperor and the continuous financial supply from Madam Nan. Without the help of Madam Nan, even if the emperor respected him, his career would have been slowed down by at least ten years - that is to say, if nothing unexpected happened, it would take at least ten years for him to climb to the position of prime minister.

Of course, this is the most optimistic scenario.

In fact, it is not easy for a poor student without the support of a family background to gain a foothold in the imperial capital full of aristocratic families. If you are not careful, you will be calculated, framed, suppressed, and even killed.

In fact, the powerful people in the imperial city are not all blind. They know that Madam Nan should account for at least 70% of the status and position of Prime Minister Nan today, but they will never admit this openly.

The noble families who thought they were elegant and noble would only use sarcasm to belittle Madam Nan to cover up their deep greed for money and jealousy of Madam Nan.

Of course, some people were jealous of Nan Xingzhi's wholehearted support from Madam Nan. Although the ladies of the powerful families in the imperial capital also had dowries, none of them were qualified to use silver to pave a splendid road for their husbands.

Therefore, the ladies of the powerful families in the imperial capital could only use the excuse of being a merchant's daughter to suppress and belittle Madam Nan, so as to gain a little psychological balance and sense of superiority.

The most profound impression of these powerful people on Madam Nan was that she was rich, had a lot of money, came from a merchant family, and was a merchant girl full of the smell of money.

Before Madam Nan divorced her husband, she was actually very low-key and rarely attended banquets of noble ladies. If she was an opponent of Prime Minister Nan, those ladies would mock and ridicule her unscrupulously and belittle her as worthless. If someone from Nan Xingzhi's faction, they would be respectful and polite to her on the surface, but their eyes would still reveal a color that makes people understand.

So even if they have been rooted in the imperial capital for more than ten years, there are very few people who really understand Madam Nan's background. If Nan Xi is really the daughter of Jiuxiao Pavilion, then there is only one explanation, that is, his mother is the master of Jiuxiao Pavilion.

But today, Prime Minister Su from Nanyue said that the master of Jiuxiao Pavilion is a man, and he has not yet married, and has no daughter?

There was silence at the table.

Not only Prime Minister Su and the brothers and sisters of the Lin family of Xiqi were waiting for the answer of the regent, but the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty were also curious at this time, and couldn't help but want to know if Madam Nan had any hidden identity?

Nan Xingzhi, who was sitting in the front position of the Great Zhou officials, held the wine cup silently, with an obscure expression, but the hand holding the wine cup was trembling slightly, and it was unknown whether it was anger or regret.

Yuanshi.

Nan Xingzhi closed his eyes slightly, thinking of his wife who had kept a low profile for more than ten years but made him lose face at the last moment, thinking of the prosperity of the mansion when Yuanshi was there, thinking of the declining mansion in the past few months after Yuanshi left, the mansion was so poor that it could no longer afford the monthly wages of the servants, and the guards and maids were dismissed in succession.

Li, who was once considered beautiful and elegant, has become more and more irritable in the past few months because of lack of money. Where is the temperament of a lady from a noble family?

The well-behaved daughter seems to have become...

Nan Xingzhi drank a sip of wine in boredom.

In the past, with the emperor around, he, the prime minister, was still a popular person, and he still had some face in front of his colleagues, but after Yuanshi left, he himself lived a tight life and was short of money, so he naturally had less and less wine and meat exchanges with his colleagues. Now that the emperor is imprisoned again, although he, the prime minister, still has a false name, it is only a false name.

A new emperor has new ministers.

With the regent in power, even if he was not deliberately suppressed, Nan Xingzhi's situation would only become more and more embarrassing.

What kind of prime minister is he without real power?

The regent used his confidants, and even used Ning Wang, Yun Wang and Rui Wang who were deliberately suppressed by the emperor. Several old princes of the clan also had real power. The royal family prospered, and the power of the prime minister was naturally divided.

Ten years of hard study, more than ten years of official career.

In the end, he ended up in such a situation.

All because of a Yuan family.

All because of a Yuan family.

"Has Prime Minister Su seen the Pavilion Master of Jiuxiao Pavilion?" Rong Yu's calm voice sounded, pulling back Nan Xingzhi's gloomy and depressed mood, "How do you know that the Pavilion Master of Jiuxiao Pavilion has no one?"

Su Chang said: "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I have a reliable source of information."

Rong Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if smiling: "Then I will tell you today that your source of information is not reliable."

Su Chang smiled lightly: "I am willing to listen to the Regent's advice."

"As far as I know, the Pavilion Master of Jiuxiao Pavilion already has a woman who loves him and is willing to hold his hand for life." Rong Yu's voice was scattered, "Prime Minister Su doesn't seem to be well-informed."

Su Chang was silent.

The ministers of the Great Zhou were silent.

Why do they feel that the regent's words have a subtle feeling?

Like showing off?

No, their regent is noble and cold, like the flower on the cliff of Tianshan Mountain that cannot be picked. How can he be said to be showing off?

It must be their illusion.

"From what Su said, it seems that the regent is familiar with the Pavilion Master of Jiuxiao Pavilion?" Su Shang's eyebrows sank slightly, obviously not expecting this result, "I wonder if the regent..."

Before she finished speaking, a loud shout came from a distance: "The prince of Beijiang has arrived--"

Everyone looked in the direction.

A huge group of people came from far and near. The man in the lead looked about 30 years old, wearing a luxurious robe, with a rough and cold face, deep facial features, and a bloody and murderous aura from years of military service.

Behind him, the soldiers carried several large boxes of gold, silver and jade, and several beauties followed behind.

Beauties?

Qingyang looked at the beautiful and charming women with sharp eyes, thinking that they didn't look like maids. Could it be that Beijiang was going to send beauties to his master?

Rong Yu lowered his eyes and poured himself a glass of wine in silence. He didn't seem to care about the commotion caused by the arrival of the Prince of Beijiang. He was calm and indifferent as if it had nothing to do with him.