Chapter 1292 - 57: Father-in-Law and Son-in-Law Rivalry (Part 6)
Su Yang didn’t expect that, a black history from ten years ago, which he himself had forgotten, was still remembered so clearly by the Beimo people.
This really put him in a difficult spot.
He wasn’t very credible, and even using his father as a guarantee wouldn’t work.
No need to even mention his mother.
Who would believe the mother was spared if the father could be sold cheaply?
Might even sell the father and send off the mother.
Su Yang had a headache and didn’t want to explain anymore.
Talking more wouldn’t help; the key was still how to act.
Young Master Zhou and the others were stuck on this bandit ship with no way off. Now, wherever this bandit ship drifted, it would take them three along.
Su Yang knew very little about the Beimo court’s affairs; Young Master Zhou briefed Su Yang on the distribution of court officials and the factions within.
Su Yang drew a relationship diagram on a piece of paper, making the Beimo court factions clear at a glance.
The case was investigating the nephew of the Minister of Revenue, directly targeting the Minister.
Nothing substantial could be learned from the Minister’s nephew, but since it needed investigating, they could only start by interrogating the nephew.
The Minister’s nephew was held in the Ministry of Justice; Su Yang had the Capital Governor transfer him to the Jingzhao Mansion’s prison.
Such a small matter already alarmed the Minister of Revenue.
Who told you the Minister of the Ministry of Justice was his person?
The Capital Governor indeed didn’t have the authority to transfer people from the Ministry of Justice, but he didn’t, Su Yang did.
King Beimo entrusted this case entirely to Su Yang; no one other than the King himself, not even the Beimo Crown Prince, had the right to interfere—he was just that domineering.
Su Yang tried to avoid contact with the Beimo court as much as possible, after all, he was a Daqi subject, but to pressure a Minister of the Ministry of Justice was merely a matter of moving his lips.
The nephew was successfully moved from the Ministry of Justice to Jingzhao Mansion.
The Minister of Revenue was anxious, given it was the son of Marquis Dongxiang handling this matter; he couldn’t help but guard against it.
The next day, several ministers came forward, arguing that although Su Yang was the Beimo Prince Consort, he was more a subject of Daqi, and he wouldn’t stay long in Beimo. It was inappropriate for King Beimo to entrust such an important task to him.
King Beimo casually dismissed those advising him to withdraw his decision, saying, "Daqi is separated from us by thousands of miles; it’s not easy to come here."
"I’m just finding him some things to do because he seemed too idle. Once he clears this case, I will let him take Yinchuan back to Daqi."
Hmm.
King Beimo showed no concern.
He was simply using this tricky case to make things difficult for the son of Marquis Dongxiang, to keep Princess Yinchuan by his side for some more time, that’s all.
The Emperor wished to keep the Princess close at heart, and no one could stop him.
The ministers who tried to stop him looked at each other in dismay.
The Emperor didn’t think much; if they persisted, it would only annoy him and breed suspicions.
What should be done?
The ministers glanced at the Minister of Revenue from the corners of their eyes.
The Minister of Revenue was furious but dared not speak, feeling they were certainly stalling!
If they were so unwilling to marry Princess Yinchuan far away, why did they let Marquis Dongxiang exchange his son’s marriage for so much grain back then?
Concerning his nephew, the Minister couldn’t speak up; before the Emperor, he didn’t even dare exchange glances, as no one pursued it relentlessly, tacitly allowing Su Yang to continue investigating.
The Minister’s nephew had a tight mouth and revealed nothing; the Capital Governor didn’t dare to use harsh means on him. After three days of questioning, they gained nothing.
On the contrary, because of the nephew, the government office’s prison became bustling, with people visiting thrice a day.
The Capital Governor didn’t dare refuse the visits, feeling helpless and asked his son to consult Su Yang again.
In the restaurant, Su Yang was eating; Young Master Zhou anxiously urged, "Brother Su, do speak up."
Su Yang looked at him and said, "Why the rush, you need to eat well to have the energy to handle things."
Still eating?
Too anxious to eat.
Ever since he got beaten, he dared not show up in front of his father.
His father got irritated just looking at him; linger a bit longer, and a feather duster might come his way.
Su Yang poured them wine; they were genuinely a bit uneasy, after all, he was the Prince Consort.
But Su Yang didn’t see anything wrong with pouring wine, saying, "Have some wine, relax."
"Su Bro, can’t you say what comes next?" Young Master Zheng pleaded in his eyes.
Su Yang put down his chopsticks and looked at them, "Ever heard ’the enemy of the enemy is a friend’?"
Young Master Zheng, "...."
The three looked at each other.
They had heard this.
But what it meant in this context, they did not understand.
However, after a little thought, it became clear, and they looked at Su Yang, "Brother Su means that the Minister of Revenue’s enemy is our friend?"
Su Yang nodded and said, "In the past few days, I’ve had people investigate the Minister of Revenue’s career. He’s only had good luck in the last eight years, progressing rapidly, and three years ago assumed the position of Minister of Revenue."