"This is a touch of gold, this is a tapestry butterfly with a blue background, and this is an auspicious fan, embroidered with red silk... I don't know which one you want? Or... all of them?"
The owner of the round fan shop looked at the visitors with a smile. One of them was wearing a fragrant red dark flower round collar robe, and the other was wearing an azure embroidered bamboo silk straight skirt. They were either rich or noble. The boss's eyes curved into crescents, as if there were not two people in front of him, but two dazzling golden cakes.
Sanniang fell in love with the auspicious and wishful fan at a glance, and asked Xia Yunhe happily, "How about this?"
Xia Yunhe took the fan and looked at it carefully for a while. Suddenly he remembered something, shook his head, coughed a few times, and said, "No."
The shopkeeper stared at him, held up his sleeves, and pointed to the peony picture on the fan, "Hey, sir, this style and color match your wife very well."
Xia Yun and Hemeifeng gathered together and said, "No."
Seeing this, Sanniang lost her spirits, abandoned the red fan, and picked up the white fox silk painted and carved round fan beside her, "Let's take this."
Seeing the gloomy atmosphere, the shop owner laughed a few times and said, "This is great. It's called the white fox worshiping the moon. It's a good sign."
Sanniang paid the money herself and left the fan shop angrily.
Xia Yunhe was also about to leave, but was stopped by someone. The shopkeeper shook his beard and said, "This official, you don't even have to pay a penny?"
She was stunned for a moment, nodded and smiled.
The shopkeeper was angry and secretly said that it was bad luck. After hanging the fan, I turned around and found that Xia Yunhe was still standing in front of the store, looking at the street. Following his line of sight, he saw a man astride a tall horse. He looked dignified, but there was cunning hidden in his brows.
He glanced at the frail scholar who was staring at him, and said mockingly, "That's Chen Haizhou. Even though he looks like a human being, he doesn't care about human affairs at all." After saying this, he glanced at Xia Yunhe. It seemed that if she didn't buy a fan, she wouldn't do it either. personnel.
Why couldn't Xia Yunhe hear the hidden meaning? She didn't want to care about it, and her heart was filled with waves. Is Chen Haizhou back from Jiangdong? Then, An and Hou... If she remembered correctly, An and Hou Tunjin committed suicide in their previous life, which was widely implicated and considered a major case.
The Tuanfan shop is in a good location. Xia Yunhe is blocked by the crowd. Fortunately, the location is high and does not block her view. She can clearly see what is happening on the street.
Chen Haizhou seemed to have seen her. He smiled and urged his horse to move quickly and passed in front of her. Later, dozens of black-clad guards supported him, more than a dozen prison cars lined up in a row, and there were strict sword guards on both sides. In the prison car, the prisoner looked sad and his clothes were ragged. On a cart, the body was covered with white cloth and tied with hemp rope as thick as an index finger to prevent it from slipping. The white cloth was dyed red and the blood stains were dark and knotted. It was a horrifying sight.
The onlookers on both sides of the road did not dare to express their anger. Some children were frightened and just said "ah", and their parents hurriedly covered their mouths.
How long did Chen Haizhou's motorcade travel? Xia Yunhe didn't know, she only remembered the rattling of wheels and the clatter of horse hooves, which kept lingering in her mind.
When the black-clothed guard walked away, the owner of the Tuanfan shop sighed, "How pitiful."
The pedestrians on the street dispersed. At that time, the dark clouds covering Zhuque Street dispersed, and the sun was clear. She was inexplicably colder than the middle of winter.
Turning to look at the red fan in the Tuanfan shop, Xia Yunhe felt soft when he remembered that Sanniang liked this fan. He paid the money, covered his lips, coughed twice, and walked slowly home.
…
Inside the summer residence.
Sanniang is a simple girl, and a red silk peony fan with a bamboo handle can make her happy for a long time.
Xia Yunhe said: "If you go to the Dragon Boat Festival, just bring a white fan. Red fans are taboo. Concubine Wan Guifei doesn't like others using red. In the public eye, it is inevitable to cause trouble. There are many people in the Tuanfan shop, so I can't say much."
Hearing what she said, Sanniang felt displeased and dragged Zhenniang to help her choose clothes. Then she ran over to thank her and asked curiously, "Sir, when you were in Jiangnan before, did no one call you girl?"
Xia Yunhe was slightly choked. Sanniang looked at it and quickly slapped her mouth, "You talk too much."
After waving Sanniang to go down, Xia Yunhe took up the pen and copied the military manual. She couldn't look back on the past, she just wanted to do the things right now.
…
In less than half a day, the whole city knew about Chen Haizhou's return. In the next half month, the secret guards killed dozens of people. Together with Jiangdong, there are a total of 633 people. The weather was gloomy, and the drizzle continued for ten days, extinguishing the hustle and bustle of Shangdu City, leaving only the sound of rain.
There is no peace of mind in going up. The first time Chen Haizhou appeared in the court, he caused an uproar. Wan Jing led the crowd to accuse Chen Haizhou of arrogantly and indiscriminately killing princes, while Liu Rongshan's faction denounced Wan Jing and others for embezzling money from Jiangdong.
The two sides criticized each other and the discussion was heated.
Xia Yunhe rubbed his forehead, moved back a few steps, and was farther away from the spitting people. Even though they were all civil servants, they were too anxious to scold them, so Huban directly greeted them over his head.
She quietly glanced at the emperor, who was not angry with Emperor Hui, and quietly watched the argument below. Xia Yunhe's heart skipped a beat. Ever since the prince encouraged the fifth prince to kidnap the seventh prince, Wan Jing and his party had resented the East Palace. The rivalry between the princes in the previous life , the official start of adulthood, this life seems to be ahead of schedule...
Gradually, the courtiers separated from the central axis and yelled at each other on both sides.
Xia Yunhe had a low position and was close to the door. He took a few steps back, knowing clearly that the emperor... was distinguishing factions. This may be one of the purposes of this court meeting.
She looked at Chen Haizhou. The man smiled at her, and the corners of his mouth curved, making people feel uneasy.
Xia Yunhe frowned, Chen Haizhou kept secret that she was disguised as a man. If Emperor Hui and Hui knew about it, he would first be dismissed from office and imprisoned. She was still standing here, and she knew that Chen Haizhou was tight-lipped. The scary thing was that he was tight-lipped, and the situation was worrying. Xia Yunhe didn't believe a word he said about making friends.
"Ah——" Someone yelled, covering his forehead, and the quarrel stopped instantly. The person then fell unconscious and fell back...
The day's court meeting ended hastily when the man was injured and fainted.
After leaving the palace, there were performers on the street. The sound of the gong attracted pedestrians to watch. Xia Yunhe was attracted by the busker's funny face and stopped.
After a few opening remarks, the man struck a small gong and sang, "Evil big bug, ugly and hairless, bites people at will, barks, barks, falsely accuses good people, wronged souls are in the way, lift up sleeves to wipe away tears, and your breasts are wet..."
Someone said: "I heard that after An Hehou died, Chen Haizhou had his belly cut open to get the gold!"
Everyone was in a state of lamentation, even saying "sin" a few times, shaking their heads and sighing.
Xia Yunhe stepped away, and the gong fell to the ground behind him. There was a clang, and the crowd suddenly screamed and dispersed. She looked back and saw Yuren covering his neck and lying in a pool of blood, twitching and staring at the street.
There is a glutinous rice dumpling shop over there. The bamboo signboard is swaying in the wind, and the word "Hutchison" on it is also rolling with the bamboo signboard.
She had a sharp nose, and the smell of blood was caught by the wind. She felt nauseated and nauseated, and she wanted to vomit but couldn't. She was surrounded by people fleeing in all directions. She stared at Yuto, but she couldn't hear any more sounds. It seemed like she was the only one left in the world. His fingers didn't obey his orders, the sky and the earth were spinning, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything.
The past was like a revolving lantern, taking turns playing out in her mind. Her father whipped her with a long whip, and her mother rushed to protect her. She couldn't hear what he was saying. She couldn't hear clearly. She wanted to go home. She really wanted to go home. Drink a bowl of hot pork ribs and lotus root soup...
"Father."
Her throat moved slightly, and she opened her eyes with force. The side of her pillow was wet with tears. She sat up and looked around. She found that her mind was empty. She could only remember the unwilling and painful eyes of the handsome man. She covered her head and sat down. daze.
Someone came in through the curtain.
Xia Yunhe was shocked. After looking carefully for a long time, I only recognized a handsome young man.
The boy brought a bowl of white porridge and was particularly happy to see her awake. He sat on the edge of the Kang, blew on the white porridge in the spoon, and said, "Sir, you have been sleeping for two days, drink some white porridge."
The sound of "Sir" gradually brought back Xia Yunhe's soul, and memories were slowly pieced together in his mind. This is the summer residence, a place where one should feel at ease. She closed her eyes, tried her best to calm down, and went to pick up the porcelain bowl, but Xie Yi dodged it.
Xie Yi said: "Sir, you are too weak and the bowl is heavy. I will feed it to you."
Xia Yunhe turned his head to avoid it, frowned slightly, and said weakly, "Why is Your Highness here?"
Xie Yi grinned aggrievedly, "I knew that your husband had fainted. I couldn't taste the food and couldn't sleep at night, so I begged my father for permission to come and see you."
Xia Yunhe closed his eyes and replied feebly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Your Highness has a distinguished status, so I can do it myself."
The boy pursed his lips and refused to hand the bowl to her.
"Where are the servants in my house? Just let them come."
After being frozen for a moment, Xie Yi reluctantly said, "Waiting outside, I'll call them."
He took the porridge away again. Xia Yunhe raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. After sleeping for two days, he was really thirsty.
When everyone came in, Xia Yunhe saw that in addition to Zhenniang and Sanniang, there was also Li Fushun. Zhenniang and Sanniang crowded around her. They heard her complain that she was thirsty and hurriedly made tea for her. Xia Yunhe drank several cups in a row to quench her thirst.
Xie Yi squeezed Sanniang away with the white porridge and said, "Sir, have some porridge."
Li Fushun called to him, "Your Highness, it's getting late, we should go back."
Xie Yi reluctantly glanced at the white porridge, hesitated for a long time, handed the porridge to Zhenniang, and looked at Xia Yunhe, "Sir, I'll see you again in a few days."
Xia Yunhe nodded to Li Fushun. Manager Li smiled and asked Xia Yunhe to rest.
Zhenniang sent Xie Yi and Li Fushun off, and Sanniang lay down by the door. She watched Xie Yi disappear through the door through the curtain, then turned around, patted her chest, and exhaled.
She came over, put down the Kang table, then brought a bowl of warm eight-treasure porridge, and said, "My dear, this seventh prince is really killing people. When he came, he had a sullen look on his face, and he looked like he could compete with that Chen Haizhou. I have to borrow a cook. I went to the house to cook porridge for the young master. Zhenniang said it was ready, but it was not good yet, so she insisted on him cooking it."
Xia Yunhe picked up the spoon and lowered his head to eat the porridge slowly. When Sanniang said this, he interrupted her, "Don't talk nonsense."
Sanniang kept silent and sat aside silently. Seeing Xia Yunhe eating porridge slowly, she became a little anxious and said, "Sir, the military master of the patrol camp sent you back the day before yesterday. Xanadu has been in chaos recently. I listened to the order from General Manager Li. Your Majesty's will is to allow you to rest."
Xia Yunhe paused and said slowly, "You have heard a lot."
Sanniang laughed twice, quite proud. "That is, I know everything about what is going on in the surrounding neighborhood. Young Master, let me tell you..."
Xia Yunhe coughed twice, finished the last mouthful of porridge, tried his best to smile, and said, "Let's try another day, I'm a little sleepy."
Sanniang said "Oh", nodded and stepped back.
At noon the next day, Xia Yunhe felt that her strength had recovered and wanted to sit in the courtyard, but the two of them took turns guarding her, not allowing her to breathe in the wind. There was a Go chess set on the Kang table. She played black and white by herself, playing left and right.
What he was thinking about was that in his previous life, after Yuuto was killed, there was someone in the court who was trying to remonstrate with him.
Jiang Dong'an and Hou's case implicated hundreds of people, she couldn't change it, and she couldn't change it when innocent buskers died in front of her eyes.
The third master went to the border town with the military system book she copied. She wanted to leave Xanadu and spent her time in intrigues with these people. Seventeen years later, the Beirong army broke into the city.
If she could really get rid of the muddy water of Xanadu, she would leave even if she lost a layer of skin.
But before that... Xia Yunhe knocked his head, touched the black stones in the chess box, and when a bunch of white stones in the middle were about to surround him, he lifted it up three rows, and dropped a stone in the blank space in the upper left corner. She wanted to try it Try to see if you can save the two adults who were remonstrating in the court.
If possible, it can be considered the most meaningful thing I have done since my rebirth.
