March has arrived in the blink of an eye.
Take off your winter clothes and put on spring clothes.
Xia Yunhe was no exception, but her winter clothes were thick and could cover her waist, while her spring clothes were thin, so she had no choice but to wear loose clothes. Her original figure was thin, but in the eyes of others she looked more casual.
Sanniang envied Xia Yunhe. He had a temperament that she had never seen before. It was different from anyone else. She came from a humble background and was trafficked to Fireworks and Willow Alley at a very young age. She had seen all kinds of strange customers and thought that was the norm. Now she sees She was really envious of Xia Yunhe.
She has been living in Xia Zhai for two months, and her injuries have recovered. Zhenniang is an excellent cook, and Sanniang has noticed that she has gained some weight recently.
Xia Zhai was better than Xiahe Village, with better food and accommodation. She secretly went to look for Xu Xing and slipped away to the theater to listen to the play without Xia Yunhe noticing.
Of course, that's just what she thought. One day, after the theater ended late, it was already dark when she returned to Xia's house, and the courtyard was quiet. She tiptoed to return to the bedroom, but she heard Xia Yunhe's cold voice coming, "Today's "Love Detective" seems really good. Wonderful."
Sanniang was immediately startled, her legs were weak and her feet were weak. Seeing Xia Yunhe's stern expression, she quickly admitted her mistake. Xia Yunhe snorted indifferently and raised the curtain to enter the house.
After asking Zhenniang, she found out that Xia Yunhe brought her back to the mansion, which aroused a lot of discussion among the courtiers. Feng Yan and Chen were jealous of her, and all the officials even booed.
Soon thereafter, many bearded gentlemen came to visit, on the pretext of appreciating calligraphy and paintings, but actually just to look at her and satisfy their curiosity. These people have all sorts of strange problems, but there are generally three types of problems: are they literate? Do you understand music? Can you write poetry?
Sanniang's answer was very simple. She kept shaking her head. She didn't know how to do it. Then she accidentally heard in a tea shop, "Xia Yizhi, the flower scout, has such vulgar tastes." She pricked up her ears and listened carefully for a while, and then she realized that she and Xia Yunhe had become a source of laughter for others.
No wonder Xia Yunhe frowned every day. Sanniang felt that she was also very annoyed.
These masters visited frequently, and she didn't go out for a long time. She missed many scenes.
Sanniang leaned her chin and sat under the eaves, while Zhenniang could go out to buy things, but she was trapped in the house.
The door of the house opened, and two people walked towards him. The one with a loose robe was Xia Yunhe, and the other one had not been seen before. Judging from his attire, he was an old man.
Sanniang rolled her eyelids, it's been almost a month, well, it's time to live again.
The gentleman exchanged greetings with Xia Yunhe and appreciated the calligraphy and paintings together. Then he praised Sanniang and asked three questions as usual. Sanniang smiled and shook her head.
After seeing off the guests, the two were relieved.
Sanniang followed Zhenniang's example and asked, "Master, when will this day end?"
Xia Yunhe breathed out, glanced at her, and said with a smile, "You have done a good job, but if you dare to speak nonsense..."
Sanniang shook her head hurriedly, "I don't dare, I don't dare, Chen Haizhou is a rotten-hearted evil spirit. Don't you know, Master, that you saved me that day and I couldn't even thank you enough? How could I have the tongue to talk nonsense to others again?" "
Xia Yunhe said lightly: "It's best this way."
After saying that, he opened the curtain and entered the house.
Recently, although nothing happened in the court, there was a fierce commotion in Jiangdong. I heard that An Hehou was suspected of being a gangster in Jiangdong. I didn't know whether it was true or not. The emperor sent Chen Haizhou to investigate the case. Regardless of the outcome, the well-known An Hehou would be in trouble.
There is no use worrying about others. Xia Yunhe himself is cautious every day in court.
Behind Chen Haizhou is Concubine Wan Gui, the graceful and luxurious concubine. The dragon has never seen its tail. The secret of her identity is held by Chen Haizhou. Although she has not told others, she can actually threaten her. This evil dog is dormant in the dark. Waiting for the opportunity, waiting for when to bite her.
Recalling that day in the restaurant, the fourth prince invited her to talk, ranging from political intrigue to personal affairs, laying out the pros and cons, and without even a cup of tea, the topic turned to the relationship between the prince and her.
Xia Yunhe said: "Your Majesty, the fourth highness, is also working as a lobbyist for the prince?"
The fourth prince smiled and said, "Master Xia, you still don't understand? When it comes to power and strategy, I think I'm not bad at it, but the prince is just a matter of birth." He was silent for a while, his eyes dark and unclear, as if he had made up his mind, "Master Xia, why don't you Give a helping hand.”
The fourth prince intended to be the crown prince. This was his purpose. Xia Yunhe remained silent for a long time before replying, "Your Majesty, the fourth prince, I am the teacher of His Majesty the seventh prince. He is half-hearted and does not serve his duty. I am only a minister." A member of the Imperial Academy cannot help His Majesty the Fourth, and will only increase your troubles. I am His Majesty's minister, and I only obey His Majesty's orders."
After hearing this, the fourth prince sneered a few times, looked her up and down, and left with a puff of sleeves.
The relationship between the several factions was complicated. Xia Yunhe rubbed his brows and felt quite irritated. Instead of worrying about the internal struggle in the palace, he should think more about how to rebuild Ye Busuo to deal with Beirong.
She calmed down and took out the military manual provided by Chen Haizhou to look at it.
There are two types of outbound night guards, one is called long whistle and the other is called far whistle. The departure range of long posts is between fifty and one hundred miles, and the departure range of far posts can reach hundreds of miles.
Information collection is different from sharp whistle and sharp night. The sharp whistle, also known as the bright whistle, is those who "enter the road from Laili, often visit the prison camp, and stay for a long time to explore." They are proficient in the Rong language and can stay in the enemy's territory for a month. On the sharp night, they are also called the secret whistle. It was created to cooperate with the sharp whistle, "press the dial at the exit, and look out at Changchuan". The two are one outside and one inside, and cooperate with each other. It is known as "the bright whistle is like walking on the tiger's den, and the hidden whistle is like walking on the tiger's tail".
Most of their activities were raiding, exploring camps, robbing camps, burning wasteland, and persuading people to surrender... They often went out for activities in the fortress, which was hated by the soldiers.
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Xia Yunhe sighed softly and looked up from the book. Just as Sanniang poked her head in from outside the door, she asked weakly with a cautious look on her face, "Master, if you ask me to behave like this, won't those gentlemen laugh at you? I listen. There are rumors in the streets."
She remained silent and just looked at Sanniang, who bit her lip and pulled at the door frame, her fingertips turning white. She looked at her timidly, "I, I actually don't know anything. I can sing. If they come to see you again, I can sing a piece for those gentlemen, and I will post bad words about you in the market. Actually, actually..."
"I don't need you to do anything for me, but you must be careful in your words and deeds so that you can stay safe. If something happens to me, you won't be able to escape."
"Then, Master Chen knows...your identity?"
"This is not something you should worry about. If you are bored, you can wash the dirty laundry and share some of it with Zhenniang."
Sanniang frowned and retreated from the door with her mouth bulging.
The discussion of the courtiers reached Xia Yunhe's ears more or less, "What does that woman look like? It made your two ministers jealous.", "I really want to know, go to Mr. Xia's house and see for yourself. It’s clear if you can’t see it.”
After reading it, he went back and said, "Xia Yizhi can neither play the piano nor paint, nor understand poetry and poetry. Xia Yizhi's taste is not very good."
Her taste, huh, they didn't dare to laugh at Chen Haizhou, they could only tease her endlessly.
This is what Xia Yunhe knows, and what she doesn't know.
This matter reached Chen Haizhou's ears, and what he heard was, "Master Chen, you are not good at it. You have never competed with Xia Yizhi. Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless, and this is normal in the world." Seeing Chen Haizhou looking at people with a sinister expression, he added, "Ah Haha, Mr. Chen, don’t be discouraged, the next one will be better, the next one will be better.”
Fortunately, Chen Haizhou left for Jiangdong soon, and everyone felt at ease and turned their attention to Xia Yunhe and Sanniang again. For nearly a month, I inquired about the Xia family's inside story, but unfortunately found nothing. Whether it's Sanniang or Zhenniang, they both have a very tight-lipped tone and will turn around and leave if they don't make even three sentences.
Everyone in Shangdu, except for the young people, knows that Chen Haizhou will definitely cause waves when he goes to Jiangdong. In less than March, Jiangdong will be wailing, the capital will also be trembling, and everyone will be in danger. It seems that teasing Xia Yunhe a little more now, adding a little more laughter, can comfort that empty and numb heart.
Xia Yunhe sat at home, putting the noise of the outside world behind his mind, and focused on the army list. The door curtain opened slightly, and she thought it was Sanniang interrupting her again, so she ordered unhappily, "Sanniang's clothes are hanging in the courtyard. There is no need to ask again."
But a male voice was heard, like thunder in the distance, with the smell of dust, breaking the tranquility.
"Sir, it's me, Fu San."
Xia Yunhe froze for a moment, as if he had been hit by something, and then suddenly raised his head. His eyes sparkled with disbelief.
She stood up quickly and took two hurried steps forward. Her eyes fell on the figure standing at the door. I saw Fu San dressed as a businessman, with a tired face but bright eyes.
Xia Yunhe's voice couldn't contain the excitement, and he said almost word for word, "Third Master, how is everything?"
Fu San chuckled twice, wiped his nose, took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from his pocket, and unfolded it in his palm. There is an ebony thumb ring on it, which is simple and shiny. He wiped it carefully with a handkerchief, and then carefully handed it to Xia Yunhe.
"At first, they didn't believe it. When the head of the family showed his finger, the old people responded immediately, saying that everything was subject to the orders of the head of the family. Now there are twenty or thirty people, although there are not many people, they are all experienced in hundreds of battles. In the past few months, I have been traveling back and forth I traveled to various places in Yin County and also went to the outside of the Pass, Young Master..."
Xia Yunhe stopped him, stood up and opened the curtain, looking into the courtyard. There were a few dripping clothes hanging on the clothes rack in the courtyard. Zhenniang was holding a vegetable basket, shoulder to shoulder with Sanniang, leaning her head, whispering in a low voice. The sun shines through the sparse clouds and shines on them, reflecting soft light and shadow.
She called out to Zhen Niang, "Zhen Niang, cook some good dishes for Third Master to catch the wind."
Zhen Niang raised her head to accept the promise, nodded slightly to Mr. Fu, smiled, stopped chatting with San Niang, and headed to the kitchen with the dishes in her arms. Sanniang looked around, blinked, and said, "Sir, I'm going to help."
Mr. Fu touched the three beards on his cheeks, a little confused, and whispered, "Sir, I have never seen this girl before. Does she know your identity?"
Xia Yunhe looked at the white clouds in the sky and felt comfortable. He patted Mr. Fu on the shoulder and invited him to come into the house and asked him to sit down. Mr. Fu looked sideways at the kitchen and asked again, "Sir, does that girl know your true identity?" identity?"
Xia Yunhe said slowly: "She knows."
Mr. Fu suddenly jumped up from his chair, scratched his head with both hands, and hurriedly walked around the room several times, with a look of panic on his face.
"The old lady said that the identity of the young master must not be revealed. What should we do now?"
His brows were furrowed, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "How about I..." Mr. Fu put his right hand on his neck and hit everything hard.
Xia Yunhe chuckled twice and played with the pen in his hand, "Not only does she know, there is another person who knows. If the third master has a way to deal with this person..."
Before she could finish her words, Mr. Fu patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, young master, I, Fu San, am a member of the Xia family and will die as a ghost of the Xia family. Leave this matter to me, and I promise to handle it beautifully and without any mistakes."
"Chen Haizhou."
Fu San froze on the spot, opened his mouth slightly, and asked softly, "Huh?"
Xia Yunhe thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mr. Fu, "Third Master, do you dare?"
The latter fell back in the chair, frowning and opening his mouth, and suddenly heard the porcelain plate outside being smashed to the ground.
Someone is eavesdropping!
