"Master Chen killed well."
Xie Yi's voice was very loud, as if he was deliberately telling Xia Yunhe on the other side of the wall.
Chen Haizhou did not respond for a long time.
Xia Yunhe was anxious when he heard that Chen Haizhou killed people without blinking an eye, let alone the prince.
"Your Highness Seventh."
Everyone on both sides of the wall breathed a sigh of relief, and Du Sanniang opened her eyes wide and looked at her in surprise. Then when she was about to scream, Xia Yunhe covered Sanniang's mouth to silence Sanniang's exclamation.
"This guy is here alone. Fortunately, Mr. Chen killed the traitorous servant. Please ask Mr. Chen to escort him back to the palace."
I heard Xu Xing wake up in a daze, and then burst out a series of curses, again saying "get out", "get out" and the like.
Xia Yunhe frowned slightly, and Sanniang moved, shook her head, and raised three fingers to swear that she would never yell randomly.
Xia Yunhe withdrew his hand and pressed his fingers between his eyebrows.
Looking at Sanniang, I found that Sanniang was indeed silent, but she also had a frown on her face.
Chen Haizhou's voice came from the other side of the wall, as if he was dragging something, and then he picked it up.
"I'll come back to take care of you in the evening. You're weak, so rest more."
"roll--!"
This roar made Xia Yunhe jump out of his wits and almost fall over, but Sanniang caught her in one hand.
She cast a grateful look at Sanniang, only to find that Sanniang was not looking at her. Instead, she was slightly paying attention to the conversation on the other side of the wall. Occasionally, her thoughts were empty and her eyes were dazed.
There was silence on the other side of the wall for a long time, not even Xie Yi's voice. She was a little anxious, and suddenly she heard Chen Haizhou shout in a low voice, "Your Highness, this way."
Xie Yi said loudly again, "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
Then there was the sound of the courtyard door being locked.
Sanniang's grip was so tight that it made Xia Yunhe's arm hurt. She patted Sanniang's hand. The woman smiled and finally let go.
Xie Yi must have a safe journey back to the palace with Chen Haizhou. The people in the palace are ready to make a move. Xia Yunhe looked at the wall and thought to himself, this wall really must be broken down.
She lifted her robe and tried to climb up the escalator to the wall, but Sanniang grabbed her and asked, "What are you doing?" She suddenly let go of her hand and took a few steps back, looking at her with worried eyes and frowning brows.
"Who are you?"
The worries about her daughter's family were written on her face, and Xia Yunhe could certainly see it. She raised her head and stared at the wall for a moment. Since ancient times, most people who have been infatuated are people in the mortal world.
He turned to Sanniang and said, "I have no intention of him, I just want to ask something."
Sanniang opened her mouth but could not speak.
Seeing that she no longer stopped him, Xia Yunhe nodded and continued to climb up the ladder.
Climbing up the white wall, she stepped firmly on the ladder. Looking back, she found Sanniang staring at her blankly, with tears in her eyes, and said softly, "I have prepared the ladder a long time ago, and I never dare to use it."
The words of love are irritating. She has no one she likes and doesn't know how to comfort Sanniang. She just nodded slightly and turned to look at Xu Xing's yard.
There are four sides of the courtyard, and the main house is on the left. The towering roof ridge can be seen from Sanniang's yard, and it is particularly conspicuous among the ruined houses and tiles. The courtyard walls were painted with white lime both inside and outside, and she could smell the pungent smell even while lying on the top of the wall. After moving up a little, he still coughed twice.
There is a stone table and two stone benches in front of the right side of the main house. A waterfall of yellow jasmine flowers connects the stone table to the house. Although the courtyard is made of mud, it is very flat. The only thing that ruins the scenery is a large dark red blood stain on the ground on the right side, extending out. A series of arc-shaped blood spots.
With a creak, the door opened, and a tall man wearing a moon-white cotton robe walked out. He looked like a fairy in a painting, his face was pale, and his exact age could not be seen.
He carried a dustpan with a small shovel in the dustpan, dug some soil under the flower wall, sprinkled it on the blood, coughed twice, and shook it.
Xia Yunhe wanted to see more clearly, but accidentally bumped into the sleeve stove, making a soft "dong" sound. She hurriedly pinched the sleeve burner, raised her eyes, and found this man staring at her.
"and who are you?"
The voice belonged to Xu Xing. She closed her eyes, rubbed her eyebrows, and cleared her throat. She was a little scared to climb so high, and she just wanted to end it quickly.
He took out a pair of silver-red wax paper slips from his sleeve, one with words and one blank, and said, "I once saw Mr. imitating a pen in Mobai Zhai. I also asked Mr. to help me imitate this word."
"No more copying, you can go." His tone was distant and polite, completely without the madness in front of Chen Haizhou.
Then I heard him sing "Today's Good Banquet" in a low voice: "Today's good banquet, it's hard to describe the joy. Playing the zither vigorously, the new sound is wonderful. Let the virtues sing high words, know the music and listen to the truth. Let's work together to achieve the same goal. , the meaning is not stated. Life is for one life, and dying is like flying into the dust."
Then, he sighed deeply and coughed twice, showing the weakness of someone recovering from a serious illness.
No more singing later.
Of course Xia Yunhe has heard of this piece of music, and more importantly, there are two lines that Xu Xing did not sing at the end, "Why don't you use your talents to conquer the important road first?"
She was moved in her heart and said, "Sir, you are proud..."
Xu Xing interrupted her, rested on the stone bench, closed his eyes and rested, "You go, my heart is dead, I can't imitate it."
Xia Yunhe frowned slightly. The secret fight in the palace had already targeted the Seventh Prince, and the rebuilding of Ye Bushou was far away. She had no time to continue spending time with this man, so she deliberately provoked him, "Xu Zihuai, if you really want to die, then take advantage of this opportunity." Now that Chen Haizhou is not here, he can hit his head against the pillar and get clean."
Xu Xing suddenly opened his eyes and pointed at her tremblingly, his chest heaving and coughing repeatedly, "You, you, you, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated..."
He didn't even faint.
She leaned on the wall and said with all her strength, "You help me imitate this handwriting, and I will do my best to help you get rid of Chen Haizhou." After saying that, she reached out and took out the copper fish charm from her waist, and motioned to Xu Xing to look at it, "I know you don't believe it. I, but you must have heard that the party is united and the party is divided."
After Xia Yunhe came back, she was exhausted. Her black clothes were stained with lime on the wall and the embroidery thread fell off. Zhen Niang felt distressed and brought her water to bathe. Then she got some simmered chicken soup and coaxed her to drink it. She woke her up at 3:00 and fed her soft meat soup. It was quiet under the moonlight and she fell asleep in a daze.
At the same time, there was a lot of commotion in the palace. Emperor He Hui was furious and called the royal family a disgrace, which was unheard of. He ordered a thorough investigation and sent troops to clear out Xiahe Village.
Later, news came from the palace that Concubine Wan Gui personally escorted the fifth prince to plead guilty the next day. In front of Emperor He Hui, the fifth prince was whipped until he fainted, but the prince, fourth prince, and seventh prince all interceded for mercy, and Emperor He Hui ordered the concubine to be separated, so that the fifth prince could be saved.
Concubine Wan Gui burst into tears, scolding her for giving birth to such an unworthy son, and her brothers were fighting against each other. She asked for a lower salary and a fine, and went to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras in order to atone for her sins.
The fifth prince was banned for three months and asked to learn to love and be friends with brothers and respect and obey younger brothers. At the same time, the palace staff around the fifth prince were killed with a stick, and a new group of people were replaced.
Everyone in the palace was cautious and did not dare to express their anger, let alone talk casually.
Emperor He Hui frowned even more, but he still praised Xia Yunhe's well-written congratulations at the court meeting. Feeling the appraising gazes of the ministers, she looked at her nose and nose, and regarded it as nothing.
After going to court, some courtiers pointed at her behind her back. When she turned around, these people no longer covered themselves up, came forward to greet her, and asked her with a smile, "Master Xia, are you still romantic?"
Not knowing what they meant, she remained silent, smiled, and looked at them calmly.
Someone said: "I thought Mr. Xia was a noble, elegant gentleman, but it turns out he also loves beauties."
Another person said: "How can you enjoy being a prostitute?"
Another person echoed: "Hey, this is wrong. A true celebrity is in a romantic mood."
True celebrities are self-effacing, which originally means celebrities behave naturally and have elegant tastes. After hearing the words from these adults, Xia Yunhe tasted something different.
Seeing that she didn't speak, a few people thought she was talking about something central. They looked at each other happily, stroking their beards and laughing and left.
Prostitute?
Xia Yunhe's heart moved. No wonder the emperor deliberately praised her at the court meeting. He must have known about Xiahe Village.
Sanniang... Xia Yunhe thought of that day again, when she and Xu Xing discussed how long it would take to imitate the pen. Looking back, she found that Sanniang had been looking at her, and then staring at herself as she came down the ladder, her eyes fixed on her.
It wasn't until she stepped out of the courtyard that she asked, "My lord, can you really help Xu Lang?" After receiving her affirmative reply, Sanniang's fair face broke into a smile, she ran over, knelt down, and kowtowed, "My lord, I am a slave. I will never tell anyone. Even if the King of Heaven comes and kills me, I will not say anything. I beg you, please help Xu Lang."
Xia Yunhe raised his neck and sighed. That’s it, it’s pure and precious, let it go.
"Yizhi——"
Xia Yunhe turned around and found Dingguo Gong Liu Rongshan, who was wearing a purple robe and looking at her with a smile.
"teacher."
Liu Rongshan waved his hands repeatedly, "Yizhi, you are also the teacher of His Highness the Seventh Prince, and I am much older. I heard that you like a woman, and His Majesty also said that Xia Yizhi will only be enlightened after he reaches the crown. I really like that. It would not be a bad idea for a woman to get rid of her slave status and join the family. In the future, it would be a good idea to raise her as a concubine for any noble girl that she likes."
Xia Yunhe lowered his eyes and thought about what the old fox was planning, and then listened to him continue, "Don't be cautious. Since ancient times, beauties are talented people, and those who are free can learn a lot."
Seeing her lowering her head and saying nothing, he added, "Hey, don't wait any longer. It's hard to find a beautiful woman in a beautiful city or a beautiful country. Don't let that girl down."
Liu Rongshan would always ramble on about some poems. Xia Yunhe frowned slightly, somewhat unable to understand this person.
After Duke Dingguo finished speaking, he had to hold hands with her and chatted with her out of the palace. Xia Yunhe also dealt with it casually.
An invisible hand hangs over the palace, stirring up the storm and affecting everyone's fate.
Sitting quietly under the eaves of the house without incident.
Xia Yunhe read the letter from his mother. There were only eleven words on the eight-note paper, "There are many things in Beijing, buy them yourself, don't ask for more." It came with a small gourd bottle with exquisite workmanship, and two words were engraved on it. , thin gold body, "Shi Zhai".
She shook the vial, raised it and looked at it again and again, then turned the bottle upside down to see if anything could be poured out, but nothing came out. She gently rubbed the vial, stared at the word "Shi Zhai" and murmured.
"Shizhai gourd, Shizhai gourd, Shizhai gourd."
…
Really, confused.
Mother was angry.
He looked carefully at the two thin gold characters, thin?
When she was young, her mother often teased her with words with the word "thin" in them, or words with homophonic pronunciation.
It's still the same today.
I can already imagine how my mother stamped her feet and scolded her when she received her letter.
So what?
A loving mother is very worried, but she still has to keep doing it.
The sky was overcast, and there seemed to be signs of wind and snow.
She was waiting for news, news for Fu San to go to the border town and bring back.
But before that, she had to go and see how Xu Xingxiang was doing?
