Mr. Wang nodded understandingly.
No wonder this little widow is so knowledgeable. She was raised in the palace. Even if she is just a palace maid, she is more knowledgeable than ordinary women under the influence of her ears and eyes.
Otherwise, I would rather marry the slave of the big family than the daughter of a small family.
Mr. Wang asked again: "Is there anyone else in the shopkeeper's natal family?"
The wife of the Shen family was born with a delicate heart. When Master Wang asked about her natal family, she felt measured in her heart. She smiled and said, "My father and mother are gone, and my remaining brother is far away." We haven’t been to Youzhou for many years.”
With a clean family background, extraordinary knowledge, and being alone, she was simply the best candidate for a wife.
He asked tentatively: "The shopkeeper has been a widow for many years, doesn't she want to take another step forward?"
After all the twists and turns, testing and testing, I finally got to the point.
Lady Shen gently raised her lips and smiled softly: "Look at what Mr. Wang said, no matter how much you have thought about it, it's just that the fate has not come and you haven't met the right one."
Lord Wang's heart has finally made up its mind. It's good to have this thought. He is also a sixth-grade official who has been released to the outside world. After entering the capital, he will probably be a sixth-grade official. Although it is nothing in the capital, But when it comes to official family members, it sounds much better than a wine shop owner.
He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I think the shopkeeper and I are quite destined."
Madam Shen's wife covered her mouth and smiled noncommittally: "It's getting late. It's time for you to go back. My lady in the house should be anxious."
Mr. Wang smiled softly and added: "My wife died of illness the year before last, and there are only two concubines in the house. Now, there is no wife who cares about her."
Mrs. Shen's wife softly said, "Master Wang is quite affectionate."
Mr. Wang smiled. He didn't know whether he was in love or not. There were quite a few people who came to ask for a kiss.
He thought for a while, put down a piece of silver, and said with a smile: "My house is in Changlefang. I wonder if I can ask the shopkeeper to send a table of lunch there tomorrow."
Mrs. Shen knew that he was announcing his family status and asked her to go take a look. She had been staring at Mr. Wang for several days and was somewhat interested in him. Naturally, she would not refuse. She nodded and smiled softly: "Master Wang is a regular customer, of course there is no problem. Tomorrow, the little lady will personally deliver lunch to your residence."
Mr. Wang got the right words and saw the twilight again. Although he could not enter Prince Qin's mansion today, he unexpectedly got a satisfactory person. He was completely satisfied and chatted a few more words before boarding the carriage. , I went to Lefang now.
Mrs. Shen's wife stood at the door of the wine shop with a look of longing, watching Mr. Wang's car drive away. Then her face turned cold. When there was no one in the shop, she turned around and threw away all the utensils used by Mr. Wang on the food table. Then he took a deep breath and walked to the backyard.
The backyard of the restaurant seems a bit simple, with only one main room and two side rooms. One of the side rooms houses the chef and the waiter of the restaurant, while the main room is occupied by the Shen family and a distant relative of hers.
She walked through the vegetable field and lifted the curtain of the main room. A warmth mixed with a strong medicinal smell hit her face.
She closed the door with her backhand and heard a cough coming from the bed. She quickly brought warm water over and whispered softly: "Sister-in-law, drink some water."
The person on the bed didn't look like the Shen family's wife, and half of her face was completely burned by the fire. The scars were hideous, and she looked very scary.
Both of her hands were covered with traces of being licked by tongues of fire, and wrinkled wounds spread from her fingertips to her arms. She took the water tremblingly and drank it down. After taking a breath, she said: "Sanniang, surnamed Wang. here we go again."
Madam Shen nodded, full of disdain: "Seeing his face makes me sick to my core."
The woman sighed and held Mrs. Shen's hand: "It's useless to blame me. I can't share the burden for you."
The wife of the Shen family hurriedly consoled her: "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? It's a blessing for us sisters to meet again. It's no use. Once we find A'yao, we will all live in a good life from now on."
The woman sighed deeply: "I don't know where A Yao is now."
The wife of the Shen family whispered softly: "Sister-in-law, that uncle surnamed Wang is the chamberlain who took A Yao away from the prison that year. Now he is in charge of Ye Ting. He has become close to the man surnamed Wang. It doesn't matter. I have a relationship with his uncle, and with these two relationships, I am not afraid of not being able to find A Yao's whereabouts."
The woman frowned slightly, her eyes full of fear: "Sanniang, tell me if A Yao is dead."
Mrs. Shen's wife quickly held the woman's hand and consoled her: "Sister-in-law, please stop thinking so wildly. A Yao Fu is so lucky, how could he die? She must still be alive."
The woman shed tears: "But, you have never seen her in the palace for so many years. She, she was so young when she first entered Yeting. Sanniang, if, if A Yao is really My brother and sister are gone, and my siblings can’t get out of that dirty place, she, how can she survive?”
Madam Shen's face darkened, and her heart felt a dull pain.
When the family was ruined and all the female relatives were scattered, she was lucky because she was sent to Yeting as a slave because of her young age, but the other female relatives in the family were all turned into official prostitutes.
Fifteen years passed in a flash, and not many of the female relatives who had not become official prostitutes survived. After she left the palace, she tried hard to search, but she could only find the eldest sister-in-law and sixth sister-in-law in front of her.
The eldest sister-in-law was evicted due to a long-term illness and was dying soon, but the sixth sister-in-law was never able to escape.
She looked sad, and immediately advised: "Sister-in-law, please relax. In a few days, I will go to see Sixth Sister-in-law. Sixth Sister-in-law is now thirty-five and is no longer the best age. I will go and polish it off." The steward, let’s see if we can redeem Sixth Sister-in-law’s life.”
In fact, she didn't have any confidence in what she said. She had been in the palace for many years and was familiar with the laws. She would have to die to get out of being a prostitute.
Sixth sister-in-law can only survive to this day, just to hold on for one breath and want to see her daughter again.
If this breath were lost, she might not survive.
The two were speechless for a long time.
The woman suddenly said: "Sanniang, do you really want to marry that man named Wang?"
Mrs. Shen's wife sneered: "He, huh, I just wanted to find out the whereabouts of A Yao, so I made a fuss with him and talked so much nonsense. Don't worry, sister-in-law, I won't let the person named Wang take advantage of him." ."
The woman gave a heavy hum and held Madam Shen's hand with her backhand, her eyes firm.
The deserted Qin Prince's Mansion was in sharp contrast to the lively scene of the burning fire cooking oil at the entrance of the mansion.
The servants in the mansion all held their breaths, not daring to say the wrong thing.
King Qin Xie Huiming's life was not very good these days, no, it was very bad.
He had been coming in and out through the side door for several days, all to avoid the groups of people giving gifts in front of the mansion.
To be honest, when he saw Wuyang Wuyang's gift-giving team, he didn't feel happy at all.
These people are just the prosperous people in the world. They are all here for profit. They saw that the King of Han was about to die, so they came to hold his Buddha's feet.
If one day he reaches the end of his rope, these people will probably throw stones harder than anyone else.
He rubbed his brows distressedly, held the pen, and let his mind empty out. He did not think about the disturbances outside the house, nor the fearful gaze of the saint, and only focused on practicing calligraphy.
The ordinary-looking maid Lan Tiao walked over silently and stood quietly in front of the desk, pursed her lips and said nothing. It was not until Xie Huiming raised his head and glanced at her that she said unhurriedly: "Your Highness, Leng Linjiang Xingye It’s a long journey and we’ve already passed the Qilian Mountains.”
Xie Huiming made a low noise and said nothing.
Lan Tiao spoke again: "There is news that the King of Han once appeared in Tanhan Mountain."
Xie Huiming was stunned for a moment. The tip of his pen paused on the paper and spread a large black ink mark.
He grabbed the paper hard, balled it up, and threw it into the wastebasket.
He knew, knew, that even God favored that person.
He calmed down for a moment and asked, "Where is Han Changmu?"
Lan Tiao said in a deep voice: "Han Changmu is with the King of Han, and he is accompanied by Yao Yao, a member of the army from Jingzhao Mansion."
Xie Huiming raised his eyebrows indifferently: "It's not a big deal for someone from the Jingzhao Mansion to join the army, but for Han Changmu, I didn't expect that the Han family has a lot of troops, and they have their own troops in Jiannan Road, and they have also sealed the country. There is a king with a different surname at the head of the court. With his father’s suspicious temperament, he has no doubts about the Han family and relies heavily on Han Changmu. I used my position as the major envoy of the Internal Security Department to test it out, and my father actually agreed. To be honest, , I can’t figure out Father’s temperament anymore.”
Lan Tiao thought for a moment and said softly: "Your Highness, Han Changmu's biological mother, Princess Han, is the saint's cousin. She has been raised by the Queen Mother since she was a child. She has a deep relationship with the saint's brother and sister. Do you think it is because of this that the saint has a crush on the Han family?" How tolerant.”
Xie Huiming snorted coldly, with a bit of disdain: "Brothers and sisters have a deep affection?" He mocked and whispered to himself: "Ruthlessness is the most royal thing. The father and the first prince are still brothers. How can we treat the orphan of the first prince in the same way?" No mercy?"
Lan Tiao choked, pursed her lips and was speechless.
If the saint had not shown mercy to the orphan of the late prince, how could he now hold the world in his hands and sit firmly on the dragon chair.
Xie Huiming was writing and drawing aimlessly on the paper, and suddenly frowned and asked: "Since the King of Han is still alive, why doesn't he return to the Fifth Beacon and go to Tanhan Mountain?"
Lan Tiao smiled meaningfully: "It is said that the soldier named Yao Yao was injured and might not be able to return to the Fifth Beacon. The King of Han and Han Changmu took her over Tanhan Mountain, presumably to go to the nearest Please seek medical advice in Gaochang City."
In fact, even if it is eight hundred miles of urgent documents, the news will lag behind. By the time Lan Tiao got the news from Xie Mengxia and Leng Linjiang, Han Changmu and his party had already left Gaochang City, crossed Yinshan, crossed the river, and had already seen eight people. Hundreds of miles of wilderness.
And Leng Linjiang had already penetrated deep into Yiwu Road, and was escorted by Wushan Feng's garrison officers to the Fifth Feng.
Xie Huiming smiled slightly when he heard Lan Tiao's words: "I think the one who joined the army must be quite extraordinary."
Lan Tiao covered her mouth and chuckled: "This servant is unknown."
