Chapter 580: Vision of the Purple Star

Chapter 580: Vision of the Purple Star

Wen Jia smiled happily and walked up to him. After the formalities, he carefully took off his coat for the young man.

"Welcome back home, young master."

"The plaque for Huixinju, bestowed by the Emperor, has been delivered to me."

Ning Fengzhe picked up the hand warmer on the table and turned around to sit down.

"okay."

"Has Xi'er woken up?"

Wen Jia hung up his cloak, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of warm tea for the young master.

"I just sent someone to ask, and Xiang Zhuyuan replied that the third young lady had just woken up from a nap."

There was no outsider in the room, so Ning Fengzhe spoke without any scruples.

"Have the rumors about being harsh on parents been repeated?"

Wen Jiagong stood up and answered.

"Nothing."

Ning Fengzhe gave careful instructions.

"Rumors about mistreating your daughter do not need to be too intense, just be moderate, and the main thing is to be authentic and trustworthy."

Wen Jia responded.

"Yes, I obey."

Thinking of Xier, Ning Fengzhe treated his personal maid like a sister and changed accordingly.

"Please sit down. Don't be so polite."

The seat he pointed to was right beside the reception desk, and Wen Jia felt a little flattered.

"The servant dare not."

Ning Fengzhe smiled calmly.

"It's okay, sit down."

Wen Jia still didn't dare, and could only sit at the end of the table.

"While the young master was in the palace, there was some movement in the Earl Hongshun's mansion."

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhe lowered himself and sat beside him.

"What's the news?"

Wen Jia was terrified and lowered his head to show respect.

"The spy said that Lord Zhuang was a guest at Tang's mansion."

Ning Fengzhe muttered aloud.

"Tang Mansion..."

Wen Jia remained respectful and analyzed calmly.

"In my humble opinion, Lord Zhuang intends to win over the Tang clan and recruit them for his own use, hoping to use this opportunity to compete with the Tongshitai."

Ning Fengzhe's eyes were filled with surprise.

"You have been very understanding recently. You have improved a lot compared to before."

Wen Jia felt ashamed and happy at the same time when he received the young master's praise.

"I am a slow thinker and have not made any progress in my studies. I am completely grateful to you for your good teaching."

Ning Fengzhe's manners were profound and elegant, and his words were stern and sharp.

"I think Zhuang Shao has other plans."

Wen Jia put away his joy and looked confused.

"The slave is dull and incapable of understanding anything else."

Ning Fengzhe put down the hand warmer and took a sip of tea.

"He intends to use two approaches at the same time, winning over the Tang clan while making use of the Imperial Observatory's Lord Tang to deal with Xi'er."

The answer was unexpected and Wen Jia was shocked.

"what?"

He seemed to be in a sea of ​​clouds, surrounded by fog.

"No way."

"What does his visit to the Tang Mansion have to do with our Third Miss?"

"The Third Miss is kindhearted and has no grudges against anyone. How could Lord Tang allow her to take advantage of him and confront the Third Miss?"

Ning Fengzhe told the reason.

"Xi'er, I really have no grudges against Lord Tang."

"But if Zhuang Shao gets hold of something and takes the Tang clan for himself, then Tang Botao's move against Xier can be seen as a precaution to dismantle my think tank."

He sighed softly and summed up his self-blame.

"Alas, in the final analysis, it was me who caused Xi'er to make enemies."

Wen Jia was worried and cautious, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"My lord, you have long advised the third lady not to do anything that would earn her merit. I did not understand it at first, but now it seems that attracting attention is indeed not a good thing."

Ning Fengzhe remained calm in the face of danger and handled it with ease.

"Xi'er is still young and can't face Zhuang Shao. Keep this matter secret from her and I will handle it."

Wen Jia was nervous and worried.

"Mr. Zhuang's schemes are always hard to guard against. If you keep it a secret, won't Miss be in danger?"

Ning Fengzhe was calm and made his own plan in secret.

"I will fight quickly and not give Zhuang Shao a chance to catch his breath."

He stood up from his seat, walked to the coat rack and took down his cloak.

"I will go back to the palace and ask to see the emperor, and I will break the situation directly and decide the outcome in one battle."

Wen Jia also stood up and stared at him worriedly.

"My lord, be careful."

Ning Fengzhe quickly tied the ribbon of his cloak, always thinking about Xier's safety.

"Arrange some people to protect Xi'er. Before I return home, tell her not to go out as much as possible, and to claim to be sick and not see anyone who comes."

Wen Jia responded solemnly.

"Yes."

The Di Sheng Palace stands majestically, with blooming red and green. The subtle fragrance of plum blossoms is wrapped in the fragrance of frost and snow, adding a rare warmth in the severe cold.

When Ning Fengzhe arrived, Fang Zhixuan and Tang Botao had just arrived.

"Your humble servant Ning Fengzhe respectfully wishes His Majesty the best of health."

"I wish you the best of luck, Lord Zhuang, and Lord Tang."

Tang Bo spoke sternly and began to make his plan.

"Your Majesty, for many years, I have observed the stars at night and carefully came to this conclusion."

"Ms. Ning, the third daughter of Duke Ning, is a disaster born with a purpose. She should not be reused and should not survive. Heaven should eradicate her as soon as possible."

Listening to his words, Ning Fengzhe felt extremely uncomfortable.

Gu Mengzhen didn't understand.

"What are the stars like? Why do you say that, Lord Tang?"

Ning Yunxi was a man of strategy, so naturally he couldn't let her go and spoke out to protect her.

"Xi'er is very talented and wise. I want to wait until she grows up, appoint her to a position of talent, and entrust her with important tasks."

Tang Botao was eloquent and his tongue was brilliant.

"Your Majesty, please think twice. This is absolutely not allowed."

"As everyone knows, the day when King Di Jin was born coincided with the auspicious sign of the Purple Star. However, no one knows that the day when Miss Ning San was born was the day when the auspicious sign of the Purple Star disappeared, and there were dark signs, which were causing trouble."

"This is a very bad omen. It is bad for both the ruler and the people. At the least, there will be no peace forever. At the worst, no one will have a good end."

Gu Mengzhen disagrees.

"The astrological signs are not entirely true. How can Lord Tang be sure that this ominous sign is real?"

Tang Botao spoke as if it were true and his words were sincere.

"Yesterday, I observed the stars as usual and found that the Purple Star flickered. The direction it pointed to was the Earl Hongshun's residence. From this, I inferred that the Zhuang Mansion had been harmed by Miss Ning San."

"As expected, Lord Zhuang came to visit Tang's residence today to inquire about the reason."

Only then did he understand why his brother came. Gu Mengzhen became worried when he heard his words and immediately showed concern.

"What happened at Lord Zhuang's residence?"

Fang Zhixuan's brows were filled with worry.

"Reporting to the Emperor, my son Zhuang Rui has a high fever and is seriously ill."

"I have invited all the famous doctors in and outside Shengjing to treat him. They all said that it was not caused by illness. Therefore, I will visit Tang Mansion immediately to ask for advice on the astrological signs."

"I didn't expect it to be because of Miss Ning San."

Gu Mengzhen's heart suddenly shook.

"Rui'er is seriously ill? Are you serious, Mr. Zhuang?"

Fang Zhixuan's every word was sincere.

"I, your humble servant, dare not deceive your Majesty."

Gu Mengzhen was so heartbroken that he could not take any time to think about the astrology for a moment and was completely worried about the health of his beloved nephew.

"In an emergency, why would you want to invite a famous doctor? Why don't you go to the palace and ask for the imperial physician, An Aiqing?"

"Order Ansong to go to Zhuang Mansion immediately and treat Zhuang Erlang."

Fang Zhixuan bowed.

"Your Majesty, please slow down."

Gu Mengzhen asked as he was told.

"What's the matter, my dear?"

Fang Zhixuan is very solemn.

"I, your humble servant, do not wish to make rash comments about forming a clique for personal gain."

"Lord An, the Minister of Copper Affairs, has close contacts with Young Master Ning."

"Therefore, I, your humble servant, do not trust Lord An's brother."

He turned to Ning Fengzhe and smiled.

"Master Ning, please don't worry. I'm afraid that you carry the bad luck of Miss Ning San. My son is already seriously ill. If he gets infected with something bad, I'm afraid his life will be in danger. I hope Master Ning can understand the love of a father for his son."

Ning Fengzhe smiled pretending not to smile, but did not reply. He just watched them act quietly, waiting for the right time to fight back.

Gu Mengzhen didn't care about Ning Fengzhe's expression and just talked to his brother.

"Okay, okay, if you don't believe it, forget it."

"Then issue an order, Lord Zhuang, to select any number of imperial physicians you like, and order them to go to the Zhuang residence to see Zhuang Erlang as soon as possible."