Chapter 137 Follow the will of the people rather than the power
"You are here."
"Princess, you are joking. Today is your big day. How can I not come to congratulate you?"
Even though Jiang Shiyuan said so, Princess Qinghuan had already changed back into her old clothes at this moment. She didn't even wear the so-called wedding dress overnight. She really acted on impulse.
Pei Zisu was holding two jars of fine wine in his hands. Seeing this, Princess Qinghuan was even happier than when she got married today.
"This wine is called Mulberry Branch. I brought it from Hanzhou specially. There are only two jars in total. I hope the princess likes it."
"General Pei's gift is more worthy of this princess than all the others put together."
Chatting and laughing, the three of them sat down at the table, and soon the servants from the princess's mansion brought up the wine cups. Then Nanny Shen winked at the maids, and everyone left.
There were only three people left in the hall.
The wine was full and the love was strong. Jiang Shiyuan picked up the wine cup in front of him and congratulated him.
"Your humble servant congratulates the princess, everything goes as planned."
When Princess Qinghuan heard this, she liked it much more than those words like "a happy marriage for a hundred years" and "a perfect match for each other", so she picked up the wine cup and replied.
"I like what Anian said very much."
Then she drank it all in one gulp. Mulberry branch is not a strong liquor. It tastes mellow and sweet like fruit wine. Princess Qinghuan couldn't leave it after taking two sips.
"Who brewed the wine? His craftsmanship is really good."
"It was made by a blind grandmother in Hanzhou. She is now eighty years old. You may be able to drink this wine this year, but not necessarily next year."
"You don't want to pass on the recipe?"
"No, I have asked for advice several times, but my mother-in-law said that the recipe was left by her deceased relatives and only she can make it. No one else can make it and it won't taste the same, so she doesn't plan to keep it."
Princess Qinghuan sighed and then drank another glass.
“It’s always like this in the world. You may not get what you want, but if you get it, you don’t care whether you lose it or not.”
There was a rare hint of sadness in these words, an emotion Jiang Shiyuan had never seen in the princess before, so he frowned and looked at her.
"Princess, are you a little drunk?"
"It's just a few cups. Ah Nian really underestimates my alcohol tolerance."
With just one sentence, Princess Qinghuan's slightly sad emotion was quickly suppressed, and she then toasted Pei Zisu with a bowl of rice.
"General Pei, the wine you prepared today is just what this princess wants. When you two get married, I will give you a hundred jars of the best wine in the palace as a gift."
"Princess, you're welcome."
After drinking a few cups in succession, they were no different from ordinary close friends. Princess Qinghuan, still a little drunk, spoke first, with a lot of tentativeness in her words.
"The Pei family is the backbone of Dasui, and General Pei is also a loyal and courageous man. It's just that sometimes you are too far away from Xijing, and even this princess doesn't quite understand what you are thinking. If this princess could give birth to a boy, I would definitely recruit you as a minister and make a fortune for you."
Among the people of Mandasui, only Princess Qinghuan dared to speak so arrogantly.
Jiang Shiyuan subconsciously looked around and suddenly realized that this was the princess's mansion. Just as Princess Qinghuan said, there were only two kinds of secrets here: those that could not be leaked out and those that wanted to be leaked out, so he put his heart at ease again.
Pei Zisu's alcohol tolerance was like a sea, and this little bit of alcohol didn't even make him drunk. Naturally, he understood the thoughts behind Princess Qinghuan's words, so he drank a bowl of wine and said to her. "Princess, you are too kind. The Pei family has always been the sharp sword of Dasui, protecting the people of Dasui."
As soon as these words were spoken, Princess Qinghuan's mood became a little drunk, she raised her eyes and continued speaking.
"General Pei is right. This world is naturally the world of Da Sui, and it is also the world of my father. Don't you agree?"
Pei Zisu smiled and replied calmly.
"What the princess said is very true."
"That's good. I just hope that General Pei will always remember what I said today. Only in this way can God bless our Da Sui and keep the Yong Dynasty stable."
Ambition and indifference were hidden in his eyes. Pei Zisu lowered his eyes to look at the mulberry wine in the wine cup and remembered what the old woman had said to him.
"The dynasty is not only for the rich and powerful to make money and establish their prestige, but also for the people to survive. If they don't let us live, then they can't expect to rest easy!"
Although he was blind and old, he sounded as if he was able to move mountains and rivers when he said this. Therefore, Pei Zisu sometimes felt that these people in Xijing City really had lived a very comfortable life. All they thought about all day was not how to resist foreign aggression, but how to fight for power, including the Princess Qinghuan in front of him.
Naturally, Pei Zisu would rather stand on the side of the King of Han than on them.
At least what he had seen and experienced, everything told him that the King of Han's ability and ambition were by no means just for the cold throne.
One candle after another, no one knew how the princess' wedding night finally passed.
But when Pei Zisu personally sent Jiang Shiyuan back, he took advantage of his "apparent" drunkenness to say some heartfelt words.
"Anian, after we get married, you should go to the princess's mansion as little as possible. Even if the princess's feelings for you are as clear as before, she can't stand the rumors outside and the position she wants to defend. This matter has nothing to do with you, so it's better not to get involved."
Hearing his words, Jiang Shiyuan's face also looked unhappy.
"Brother Pei, the King of Han, are you going to rebel after all?"
When the word "anti" came out of her mouth, Pei Zisu immediately covered his hand. He looked at the woman in front of him with complicated eyes. She was calmer than him, and suddenly felt a little flustered.
It was as if all his plans were transparent in her eyes. The two of them confronted each other in silence until the carriage arrived at the gate of Jiang's house. Pei Zisu did not answer this question, but instead said.
“Although my fate is determined by me, not by God, my power is determined by the will of the people, not by power.”
At this point, Jiang Shiyuan suddenly understood one thing. In his previous life, the King of Han's rebellion might not have been due to Pei Zisu's death, but was something they had planned long ago. However, no one expected that he would die in such an inexplicable murder.
But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.
Moreover, Pei Zisu's death gave the King of Han enough reasons. At least it was easy to use his death to stir up Pei's army's resentment towards the dynasty.
Both of them were silent, with a lot of complicated emotions in their hearts.
Jiang Shiyuan still remembers the urgency when the King of Han's army was at the gates of the city. All the women in the capital were afraid at that time. If the ruler changes one day, where will the ministers kneel?
"Girl, we're home."
When Liuhua's voice came in from outside, the solemnity between the two of them dissipated a lot. Jiang Shiyuan stood up and prepared to go down, but Pei Zisu suddenly took her hand and said.
"Those things will eventually come later. The most important thing right now is our marriage. The time to go to Guanghua Temple remains unchanged. I will pick you up in three days. Is that okay?"
His mood can change in an instant. Jiang Shiyuan feels that Pei Zisu is much more capable than himself.
But at the moment, she could neither reverse nor change these things, so she could only take it one step at a time, and then nodded and agreed.