Song Siwen took it and thanked him again. Lu Zheng waved his hand, leaving Song Siwen and Xiao Qi to plot... and say goodbye.
There was another patient in her Cangwu Hospital who needed to be treated as soon as possible. Lu Zheng walked briskly, reminding herself again that she was just a doctor.
In the pavilion, when Xiao Fuzi set up the chessboard, Xiao Qi gave him a look, and Xiao Fuzi asked all the servants waiting in Tongshu Pavilion to leave.
The two began to make moves. Song Siwen looked at Xiao Qi's increasingly good chess skills and smiled, "When we play chess between you and me, we always draw more often, but when I return to Beijing from Jiangnan, I am afraid that I will no longer be the prince's opponent."
After he went back, he didn't have so much time to study chess. Xiao Qi had a distinguished status and did not need to take the scientific examination to become an official. From now on, the two equally matched people would be divided into superior and inferior.
Xiao Qi heard this and glanced at the chessboard. His phoenix eyes were slightly curved and he smiled slightly, as if he was saying that this was just to pass the time in his spare time.
Song Siwen lost a son and was worried, "Those who are good at chess are good at planning. If the prince's mute disease is cured, it is absolutely necessary to have people around him."
Xiao Qi can't speak now. No matter how smart he is, he is just a mute in the eyes of some people. It is not certain whether he can become a noble in the future.
But if Xiao Qi is a normal person, not only very smart, but also has a photographic memory, and his chess skills are so high, then in the eyes of some people, he will definitely become a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, and they can't wait to get rid of it quickly.
When Xiao Qi's chess piece fell, he clicked twice on the chessboard to indicate that he knew what was going on.
As people came and went, the chess pieces fell at almost the same speed. Soon the chessboard was filled with stars, and Song Siwen's chess pieces began to slow down.
He said: "The capital... seems to be calm, but there is a feeling that a storm is coming. If the prince can leave the capital, he should leave as soon as possible."
Xiao Qi raised his eyes to look at him, feeling slightly surprised that he didn't know where he got the news, but it was only one day later than him.
Song Siwen smiled and said, "Although I am not at peace with my family, I was surrounded by servants when I was young. How can I not have people of my own?"
It's just that it's not easy for those people to surround him or appear in front of the Song family.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry about me. Even if the situation is uncertain next year, no matter who is controlling the situation, they will not attack the scholars."
Otherwise, you will be accused of killing literati.
"Her affairs... I leave it to the Crown Prince."
Xiao Qi nodded slightly and dropped the last piece.
The game was over, Xiao Qi's eyes moved from the chessboard where there was another draw to Song Siwen's face. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They both had a hearty feeling in their hearts. Meeting an opponent in chess was also a blessing in life.
Song Siwen caused quite a stir when he came to Beijing. Although he rarely went out for banquets, his name was still spread among students. Even many noble ministers wanted to be friends with him. However, he used the excuse of recuperating to recover from illness. The invitation was declined.
However, no one knew that Song Siwen was leaving the capital, simply because Xiao Qi and others told acquaintances that they were going to Nianze Lake outside the city when they went out.
The few of them said goodbye by the Nianze Lake. There was no reluctance to say goodbye, only the most sincere blessings, wishing him the best in autumn and success in the Toad Palace in the coming year.
Before Song Siwen's carriage had gone far, Lu Zheng only glanced at Xiao Qi, who was watching Song Siwen off. First, he asked Xiao Fuzi to have the guards on guard around him to prevent wild dogs from being attracted.
Then he asked Changping to go catch fish and shrimps in the lake. Can it be given away for free? After all, Chef You is following him, so how can we leave without having a picnic?
In the distance, under a plum tree halfway up Longyan Mountain, a girl wearing a curtain hat kept following one spot until the carriage disappeared from sight.
At her feet was a small, delicate bamboo basket covered with a piece of blue silk.
A breeze blew by, and a corner of the curtain hat was lifted, revealing a beautiful face, but the reluctance in her eyes made people feel distressed.
Seeing that she had been standing there for a long time, the maid couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade her: "County Master, we should go back, otherwise, the eldest princess should send someone to look for us."
Liang Yaoyao held the seal in his hand and spoke in a clear voice, as if he was talking to the maid behind him or talking to himself, with reluctance in his voice.
"Don't you know, mother? If it weren't for him, I would be gone in this world. I just want to send him off in an honest way, but I can't do that..."
They have a noble status and must abide by etiquette when walking, sitting or lying down. They want the world to be unable to find a single fault. What is the fun in living such a well-behaved life?
She is trapped in this capital and cannot escape. Do I want to be like her?
"If I didn't have this identity, would I be freer..."
The maid looked at her lonely figure and said worriedly: "The county master..."
Liang Yaoyao glanced at the distance again, turned around slowly, "Let's go." After saying that, he didn't wait for the maid to lead the way, and walked forward, letting the branches scratch on the valuable silk.
The maid exclaimed, ignoring the danger of the branches cutting her cheek, and quickly took two steps forward to brush aside the branches for her. She swallowed what she wanted to say when she caught Liang Yaoyao's gaze.
Liang Yaoyao paused and looked at the ready-made clothes that were just sent from Anping Marquis yesterday. There was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and then he said lightly: "This material is precious, but it is not suitable for going out. Don't prepare such clothes when going out in the future." clothing."
No matter how precious it is, she doesn't like it...
The maid responded: "I remember this."
The two slowly left along the plum forest. After a while, a figure landed in the plum forest, picked up the basket under the plum tree and disappeared into the plum forest.
At noon, the Yang brothers stood outside the carriage and communicated silently. In the end, Yang Dong couldn't hold it back. He took a step forward and said to the person who had been silent for a long time on the carriage: "I just went to see this. Although our inn is small, the food is delicious."
"Miss Lu said that the young master must eat on time. If the young master doesn't want to get off the carriage, why don't I go buy it and the young master can use it in the carriage?"
After a long time, a voice came from the carriage, "No need."
When the curtain was opened, Yang Dong immediately stepped forward and reached out to help the people getting off the carriage. The moment he lowered his head, a piece of fine silk came into Yang Dong's eyes.
Yang Dong didn't dare to ask more, as long as his young master was willing to eat, it was fine. However, when the three of them were walking to the inn, Yang Dong glanced at his brother again.
I don't know where his brother brought such a thing, but it made their young master not say a word all the way, making him almost think that his young master was not feeling well in some way?
Yang Xia ignored his silent accusation and followed Song Siwen, as if it had nothing to do with him.
He will do whatever the young master says. As for the young master's affairs, it is not their turn to worry about him. The young master makes his own decisions.
The sun was gradually setting in the west. By the Nianze Lake, Lu Zheng was lying under a big tree and sleeping soundly. There was a thick blanket under him, and several people with helpless expressions were sitting around the blanket.
Xiao Fuzi held a large handful of Lu Zheng's leftover grilled shrimps in his hand and ate them one bite at a time. He spat out the shrimp skins on the plate beside him. He looked at the sun and asked cautiously as he sat aside with a book in his hand. Look at Xiao Qi as Lu Zheng sleeps.
"Master, should we return to the city?"
I'm back~ The chapter I poked with my phone two days ago was really troublesome, but I was really good at typing on the keyboard. Hongxiu New V actually came in third. Guys, help me hold on.
