"Girl, does your young lady have any flaws in her appearance?" Yu Zhi asked while drinking porridge.
The girl hit Yu Zhi on the back of the hand with chopsticks, "You are the one with a defect in appearance! My young lady is very good-looking, and she must be one of the best in Kyoto."
Not knowing whether he believed it or not, Yu secretly glanced at the bamboo house opposite. That was exactly where the lady lived, but the doors and windows were always closed, so she couldn't see what was going on inside. Yu Zhi knew that it was not good to talk about his savior behind his back, but he couldn't help but be driven by curiosity.
"Then why does your young lady never see anyone? She hides in the house all day long, for fear of getting sick from boredom."
"It's not because..."
Halfway through the words, the girl stopped talking, and then let Yu Zhi ask no more without saying a word.
Yu Zhi has been here for three days, and there are people chatting with him every day. He enjoys the leisurely days without trouble every day. Thanks to the bitter medicine that the girl had for three meals a day, Yu Zhi's injuries healed quickly. Minor internal injuries could only be treated in the future, but there was no problem with his movements.
Yu Zhi glanced at the bamboo house again. The person he should be most grateful to was the young lady in the bamboo house who had not yet been masked.
"How old is your lady?" Yu Zhi suddenly asked. Seeing the girl's confused look, Yu Zhi added, "At this age, do you still need to hide it from others?"
"It's not that I'm hiding it, but what if you know it? The young lady doesn't see outsiders." The girl put away the dishes, then sat down and said seriously.
The more the girl behaves like this, the more curious Yu Zhi becomes. This is not Kyoto, thank you for knowing that. If he were in Kyoto, Yu Zhi would definitely hide far away. There are many disputes at the emperor's feet. This eternal truth has made Yu Zhi feel the pain of flesh and blood.
"My lady is eighteen years old."
"She's on par with me. It's just that your lady's tone of voice is a bit older and she doesn't sound like an eighteen-year-old girl." Yu Zhi pondered.
"Begging for a beating!" The girl flicked Yu Zhi's forehead with her fingers, "Miss just doesn't like talking to strangers. In fact, Miss is a very good person. She is very good to me and Lao Huang."
Yu Zhi nodded, if he wasn't a good person he wouldn't have saved him.
"By the way. The lady said that if you are healed from your injuries, you should leave as soon as possible."
Yu Zhi was speechless. This order to expel guests was rather straightforward. However, Yu Zhi also knew that he could not stay here for long. Seeing that he was missing in Prince Zhao's Mansion, Yu Zhi could guess the reactions of Qiu Ruoruo and Ye Qinghuan.
Both Qiu Ruoruo, Ye Qinghuan, and Yu Zhi knew that this was not an ordinary thing.
In the past three days, Yu Zhi also thought about the whole thing carefully, and there were many doubts in it. At first, the first thing he suspected was Prince Zhao. After all, it was the guards in Prince Zhao's palace who beat him and threw him in the wilderness outside Kyoto. Just by doing this, Prince Zhao will definitely be the first person to be suspected.
Judging from the brief contact between Yu Zhi and Prince Zhao in Baiweiju, Yu Zhi believed that Prince Zhao was not such a stupid person.
If Prince Zhao is excluded, it would be Bai Li. However, if it is really Bai Li, can he, a young master of the Ministry of Revenue, really command the guards in the inner courtyard of Prince Zhao's palace? This method seems too powerful.
This kind of thinking only lasted in Yu Zhi's mind for less than a stick of incense, and he felt tired. Brain work is naturally left to smart people like Qiu Ruoruo.
"Miss?" Yu Zhi was still wearing the plain white linen clothes. The girl had already thrown them away, but Yu Zhi picked them up, washed them, and put them on again.
No sound came from the bamboo house immediately, and Yu Zhi was used to this lady's style. He waited for a few breaths before hearing a sound.
"What's the matter?"
The very familiar sounds and words made Yu Zhi feel that the people inside could only speak these two words.
These days, Yu Zhi is always asking for trouble, always a young lady, she is called a young lady, and she is more diligent than a girl. Although he only responded intermittently, Yu Zhi was still interested in chatting about some interesting things about Tiandao Mountain, maybe just to listen to the beautiful voice of the lady.
"I'm leaving." Yu Zhi said.
The bamboo house continued to be quiet, this time for a long time. Yu Zhi thought that the people in the room wanted to end the brief chat. It was like this the past few times. If the lady didn't want to talk anymore, Yu Zhi would stop talking no matter how much she yelled.
Yu Zhi walked down the steps of the bamboo house, looked back, and thought: "This is farewell."
"Old Huang, send him out."
The sound coming from inside the house made Yu Zhi feel inexplicably happy.
"Thank you, miss."
Yu Zhi thanked him and got into Lao Huang's carriage. He knew this was outside Kyoto, but he didn't know where it was.
When leaving, Yu Zhicai carefully looked at everything in front of him. In the past three days, apart from the girl, Lao Huang, and the young lady I had never seen before, it seemed that I had never seen anyone else.
Yu Zhi guessed that this place must be an extremely hidden place, so no one came and went.
"Old Huang, you have to slow down, I get carsick!"
Yu Zhi had seen Lao Huang's "fluent and smooth" driving skills. He was cautious but also a little unruly and unruly but also a little wanton. But Yu felt very dangerous, and he didn't want to hand over his life to this old man.
Old Huang grinned, revealing a row of yellowed teeth.
"Don't worry, you won't get motion sickness."
The wretched smile made Yu Zhi uneasy, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.
boom! After a period of confusion, Yu Zhian lay safely in the carriage. Lao Huang's movements were very skillful, as if he had done this frequently.
"Miss, put him down. With such a weak body, this kid is really afraid that he will strike too hard." Lao Huang shouted towards the bamboo house with a smile.
Squeak.
The bamboo house was opened, the sound of wheels was heard, and then a woman in a wheelchair was seen.
The woman was wearing a white velvet robe, her hair fell in front of her forehead to cover up her delicate face, and her eyes were like clear springs looking at Yu Zhi who had passed out through the car window. With red lips and white teeth, light crimson skin, and a small tip of nose, she really looks like a fairy descending from heaven.
As the girl said, my young lady’s appearance is one of the best in Kyoto.
It’s just that the woman can only sit in a wheelchair. The doctor said that there may be no cure in this life.
The woman became somewhat interested in this person of her own age. She didn't have many friends, the girl, Lao Huang, and this handsome young man was considered the third one, although she had only just learned Yu Zhi's name from the girl.
The woman looked at it blankly for a few more times, feeling that Yu Zhisheng was on time and good-looking. Her eyes still stayed on Yu Zhi's face, with no intention of moving away. Until the girl reminded him softly, a blush appeared on the woman's cheek.
"Send him out and wake him up when you get to Kyoto. Don't let him remember the journey back and forth."
This is not a deep mountain forest, but it is not easy to find this place. At least there were no outsiders to disturb them while they lived here.
There was a different emotion in the woman's heart, which seemed to appear for the first time. Sometimes she was tired of this nagging young man, and sometimes she yearned for the interesting things the young man told her, as well as the peach blossom wine on Tiandao Mountain.
Lao Huang responded and quickly disappeared into the bamboo forest in his carriage.
…
Prince Zhao looked at the inextricable battle situation on the chessboard, and it was difficult to place the black stone in his hand. He deduced many moves, and what he saw after countless moves would be a dead end.
"I lost!"
Prince Zhao put all the black stones in his hand into the chess box. Although I am a little reluctant, if I lose, I lose.
Soon, the haze of losing chess disappeared from his face, and he regained his gentle expression.
"Mr. Meng's chess skills will never be surpassed by me in this life."
The person opposite Prince Zhao is also the staff member at Baiweiju.
Meng Duanzhang smiled humbly and stroked his messy beard. "The Crown Prince will naturally lose if his heart is not on the chessboard."
When Prince Zhao heard this, he jokingly said: "If I were more serious, could I beat you sir?"
Meng Duanzhang smiled again and said, "Of course not."
Prince Zhao was speechless. Is this a joke?
"You don't have to worry about it, Your Majesty. I have been immersed in chess for decades and I can barely understand some of the mysteries on the small chessboard. Your Majesty is still young. When you were young, you were unstoppable. You lost some composure and fell into a trap step by step. The child is wrong, the step is wrong.”
Meng Duanzhang held a paper fan in his hand and pointed at several spots on the chessboard. These were all moves made by Prince Zhao, and the key points were extremely fierce sieges.
But soon those territories belonging to Heizi were silently encroached by Bai Zi.
Meng Duanzhang clearly remembered the sequence of every move.
Meng Duanzhang has the habit of reviewing games, which is why he has such high chess skills. The step-by-step explanation also made Prince Zhao understand where the problem was.
"Fortunately, this is just on the chessboard. Even if you make a move without regrets, no matter how big a mistake you make, you will only lose one piece of the chessboard." Meng Duanzhang said.
Prince Zhao agreed: "Fortunately, it's just a chessboard."
"Your Majesty, worrying is just like the game between black and white."
"Oh? What's your opinion, Mr. Meng?" Prince Zhao was very interested. He had to admit that Qiu Ruoruo's words made sense. He didn't do this, so he needs to know the truth even more. The person behind the scenes was able to make Yu Zhi disappear quietly in Prince Zhao's Mansion, but what about him?
Meng Duanzhang reached out and took out a sunspot from the chess box and placed it somewhere on the chessboard. This spot directly caused the sunspot to lose most of its territory. It was simply suicide.
After Meng Duanzhang finished placing the pieces, he signaled to Prince Zhao to hold the white pieces.
"On the chessboard, not only do you advance and I retreat, but also when there is no way to retreat, it is better to let yourself die once."
Prince Zhao made several mistakes with Bai Zi. He was sure that he would only make such moves when Bai Zi had a great advantage, but in the end he ruined Bai Zi's career.
"What does Mr. Meng mean?"
"Let me die?" Prince Zhao's eyes flashed.
"No, no, no, the prince has a body of gold. What I am saying is that several of the guards on duty disappeared that night, and even with the strength of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, they were unable to find them. Then it will be useless for the prince to continue to search. In this case, the prince might as well be here Were there any injuries in Prince Zhao's Mansion? For example, the guards of Prince Zhao's Mansion assassinated Prince Zhao's Crown Prince?" Meng Duanzhang told the story calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Yes, thank you sir. If a member of the royal family is assassinated, His Majesty will not stop based on his temper."
