“Because someone tricked him!” Murong Xue stated, Murong Ye was only four years old when Murong Yue passed away, he was fragile and weak. Murong Jian was energetic and passionate, he could take over the leader position by getting rid of Murong Ye without anyone noticing his exploit.
Leaving the city to Jing Zhou meant giving up the leader seat, this was not the greedy character of Madam Du and her son, therefore, she knew that Murong Jian was forced to leave by someone.
Prime Minister Xie laughed, Murong Xue was indeed smart, “Cheng Guogong and I did something to transfer Murong Jian.”
“Thank you so much, Prime Minister!” Murong Xue replied. She believed what he told her as Prime Minister Xie, Cheng Guogong and Murong Yue were best friends, it would make sense for them to transport Murong Jian.
Zhen Manor would have been controlled and dominated by Madam Du and her son if not because of the help from Prime Minister Xie and Cheng Manor, if that happened, she doubted if she would still be alive until now, but Murong Ye would be dead for sure.
Prime Minister Xie grinned, “there’s no need to thank me, I was told to do so by your grandfather.”
“My grandfather?” Murong Xue was confused, as far she could remember, her grandmother had long passed, her grandfather’s health was not so good too. He was always bed-ridden, he died after her mother, Madam Shen passed away, but she had an army general uncle in the border, his family was there with him too, and they rarely came back.
The Shen Manor was abandoned, it stood empty for years, the only caretakers were an old couple and their steward, there was no owner at all.
“Your grandfather was An Guo Gong, his warrior skill was excellent, people used to call him the god of war, even our enemies fled when they heard his name…”
Prime Minister could not stop reminiscing the happy days, “Cheng Guogong, your father and I were his students, he taught us how to fight…”
“Your father’s mysterious fighting skill was also taught by your grandfather, Cheng Guogong and I had no interest in war, so we became an intellect… Xiao Yao and Lao Jing were also under your grandfather’s guidance…”
Murong Xue blinked her eyes in disbelief, her grandfather was so mighty, his students were all the famous people she had heard of, unfortunately, he perished at such an early age…
“Xue Er, Murong Jian is ing back!” Prime Minister Xie sounded serious, Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and thought, the intention of the Prime Minister was to inform her about this.
Officers that were transported out of the city could e back within three to six years, they would then get promoted.
However, Murong Jian was in Jing Zhou for ten years, he must have used some of his connections to be sent back here.
His probation period was over, as long as he was obedient, it would not be a problem for him to be transported back.
“Let him be!” Murong Ye and she had grown up, they were no longer the weak children who got bullied everytime, they were not afraid of him now, “if I may ask, who transported Murong Jian back?”
Prime Minister Xie shook his head, “it was the order from the headquarter, I tried to ask but they gave me the excuse of ‘Murong Jian’s probation period was over, he should be sent back’, they would not tell me the truth…”
Murong Xue smirked, Murong Jian’s probation was up since years ago, if the headquarter was really efficient, they would have ordered him back then, the culprit behind this must be powerful and overriding, that was why they were afraid to speak out…
Prime Minister Zheng and Cheng Guogong did not know who was the person behind this plan, therefore they could not do anything, “thank you for your guidance for these past few years!”
If not because of them, Murong Jian would have been sent back to the city years ago, Murong Ye and she would unable to grow up to what they were now.
Prime Minster Xie sighed in regret, “I’m really sorry for not being able to take care of you and your brother till the end.”
“Don’t blame yourself, Prime Minister Xie, you have done all you can, I will take over from here when Murong Jian es back!” she encouraged him. Murong Jian’s return to the city was nothing, his mother was already half-crippled, there was nothing to fear!
Murong Xue walked out of Yi Pin Xuan as the sun went down, her long shadow was drawn as she ambled down the trail.
She was deep in thought: Murong Jian’s grandfather was only a bookworm, the father-in-law was in the temple, the sisters-in-law were from Wu An Manor, these three people were not powerful, the guards in headquarter would not have kept this secret for them!
Who, then, would have ordered Murong Jian to be sent back if not them?
“Thud, thud, thud!” Murong Xue turned around as she heard the trotting sound of horse, she saw a young lad in a white silk robe rode towards her with speed, he was in his teen and was fine-looking, yet proud and arrogant.
“Ha!” the horse sped through the trail, everyone on the street was dodging it.
Murong Xue wanted to step back, but she could not do so with the crowd piling up behind her.
The young lad saw everyone dodged him except her, he was furious and slapped the bullwhip towards her, “move, don’t block my way!”
Murong Xue did not like his attitude, with squinted eyes, she grabbed the whip tightly and pulled it aside, the bullwhip hit across the lad’s chest with a loud “pak” and he fell off from his horse!
“Ah!” The young lad cried out in agony.
“Master!” A middle-aged housekeeper ran forward in haste, he helped him up and tried not smirk as he looked at the boy’s messy hair and long wound.
The young man pointed at Murong Xue in rage and manded, “she blocked my way and now she hit me off from my horse, she was so rude to me, catch her and beat her up without mercy!”
The housekeeper looked at his direction and his eyes were bulging as he stuttered, “you are… Murong Lady!”
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, “do you know me?” He did not look familiar to her.
“I am Chai Jin, the housekeeper brought to Jing Zhou by Master Murong Jian, he was sent back here with me.” Chai Jin pointed to the man, “this is his eldest son, your cousin brother, Murong Ji, can you remember him?”
Murong Xue glanced at Murong Ji, she leered coldly. She was just thinking of the reason of Murong Jian ing back to the city, now she had met the son in this way, such chance!
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