He was demoted to a commoner, his family wealth was confiscated, and he was exiled to Huangzhou.
What about the last life
In the last life, not only were they demoted to the common people, the women of the family were turned into officials and prostitutes, the men were punished as lowly slaves, and those who dared to resist the decree were executed. The journey was full of hardships, and Hou Yanmu, who was brave and resolute, went to the place of exile not long after his old wounds recurred due to the hot and humid weather.
This life is much better than the previous one.
But still in exile
Huangzhou.
Where is Huangzhou
Jiang Xuening in two generations has never stepped out of a place too far from the capital. Even if he has seen this place in books, it is difficult to imagine what it is, whether there are people living there, and how far it is.
Jiang Boyu was very fortunate. Seeing that his daughter was suddenly stunned, for fear that she would be worried about the situation in Yongyi Hou's mansion, he hurriedly relieved and said: "Huangzhou is in Hubei, although the battle of King Pingnan twenty years ago The iron hoofs when the soldiers went north once stepped on, so that this place is now a barren and abandoned city, but it is much better than the ordinary exiles in the northwest, Liaodong, and Baiyue. At most, life is a bit harder, good As long as their lives are safe, they are just ordinary people. If they can survive it, there may not be a time for recovery in the future.”
Jiang Xueqing remained silent.
Jiang Boyu said again: "This is already a kindness from the saints, saying that it is for the sake of the hard work of the Hou residence, but in fact it is for the sake of the unborn child in Wen Zhaoyi's womb. , accumulating blessings for that child. Otherwise, because the Hou Mansion dares to contact the Pingnan King against the party, I am afraid that he will not be able to meet in the Hou Mansion."
Jiang Xuening understands the truth, but as long as she thinks that the whole family of Yongyi Hou will bear the grievances, leave the capital and affluent life where they have lived for generations, go to Huangzhou, and even the young man will suffer together, she can feel that A kind of melancholy surged up from the depths of her heart, making her particularly uncomfortable.
She asked, "When?"
Jiang Boyu thought for a while and said, "The weather is so cold now, and it's approaching the end of the New Year, so it should be the end of the year anyway."
Jiang Xuening nodded thoughtfully.
After listening to Jiang Bo lobbying for a while, she finally returned to her room.
The layout of the house has become much simpler.
Guqin Jiao Nunnery is housed in a qin bag and hung obliquely on the wall; the sword that Yan Lin asked her to help put away on the day of the crown ceremony for Yan Lin's birthday was silently hidden in the sword box; A small box in which the dried Jasmine bracelet lay silently.
In the depths of the prison, even the day is like night.
Winter is cold and humid.
The only quilt in this square-inch prison was cold to the touch, and the only light visible to the human eye came from two dim oil lamps lit on the far wall, but Yan Lin turned his back to the aisle. While sitting, even though the back was full of bloodstains, his eyes looked out of the only window in the prison.
The weather during the day is not good, and all you can see is gray.
Occasionally there are clouds passing through the sky.
However, when the sky was getting dark, it seemed that a strong wind was blowing and the clouds in the sky were blown away, and the few stars were spread out on the window, and a crescent moon quietly climbed the top of the tip.
Yan Lin has not seen such beautiful scenery for a long time.
There was a faint smile on his lips.
There is still a little sharpness hidden in the youthful edges and corners of the youth, which has not been worn away, but appears more and more high-spirited, like Jinsong rooted in the stubborn rocks in the mountains and facing the wind, and there is no cowardice to bend down or retreat.
When Jiang Xuening came here at night, what he saw was such a resolute profile.
Mochizuki in prison, where is this evening
Her footsteps suddenly stopped, and Zhou Yinzhi, who was following her, lowered his voice and said, "Miss, make a long story short, come out as soon as possible, and Xiaguan will retire first."
Only then did Yan Lin hear the movement.
When he turned his head, he saw the figure standing under the lamp beside the wall.
He thought that he had sneaked in without anyone else's knowledge, and he was wearing a dark cloak, wrapping himself tightly, but that Bai Shengsheng's face still reflected a soft luster in the dim yellow light.
Without seeing the whole picture, Yan Lin knew it was her.
At that moment, he laughed lowly: "It's really a skill to even come here."
Jiang Xuening's eyes were slightly red, and it took a long while to realize that he recognized him.
It was only when she got closer that she saw the blood on Yan Lin's back.
In addition to the smell of firewood and rust, there was also a faint smell of blood and a bitter medicinal smell in this cold and damp cell.
After hearing that the case of Yongyi Hou's mansion was concluded by the third division, she couldn't let it go, so she sent someone to call Zhou Yinzhi to ask, and finally he took the risk of taking him into the prison.
Fortunately, the Hou Mansion did not commit a capital crime, and all the heavy soldiers originally stationed in the Heavenly Prison were withdrawn.
The defense of the entire Heavenly Prison has relaxed a lot. According to Zhou Yinzhi, someone has already visited the Hou Mansion secretly.
Jiang Xuening stood outside, but he didn't dare to get close. He was afraid that he would be embarrassed to see the young man's embarrassed appearance, so he only asked: "These days, you..."
Are you ok
I don't know what to do, what's the point of asking
Halfway through speaking, she suddenly lost her words. She felt that the mouth that could say anything in the past had become clumsy, and she didn't know how to say it.
Yan Lin looked at her and said, "It's good."
Jiang Xuening's nose was sore again.
Yan Lin couldn't help but laugh, but it was probably the laughter that affected the wound on his back, causing him to suffer from pain. He immediately took a breath, coughed a few times, and his face paled: "Don't stay outside, Stand and come in."
Jiang Xuening was stunned.
This is the Heavenly Prison. There is a thick prison door between the two of them. How do I get in
But I didn't expect that the young man helped a cold wall beside him, and he got up with some effort, stood up and walked to the door of the prison, and untied the chains wrapped around it in circles, as if in a Like his own home, he opened the prison door and waved his hand to greet him.
Jiang Xuening was stunned.
At this time, she suddenly remembered that after the Yan family's accident in the previous life, Yan Lin actually came to find her. Only later did she know that something happened to Yongyi Hou's mansion.
Just imagine, how could Yan Lin escape from such a serious crime
Now the prison door is so casually chained, which almost instantly awakened her memories of her previous life, and felt something unusual in it—it seemed like she was exiled, but she enjoyed such freedom in secret, courageous and persevering. Was the situation of Hou Mansion really as bad as everyone thought it was
Yan Lin seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. Seeing her standing outside for a long time, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and dragged her in, saying, "When you look at it like this, you know you've been worried these days. I don’t even think that my Hou’s mansion is one of the two high gates in Beijing. It has deep roots in the DPRK, and you, a clever ghost, came to inform us in advance, so that we can prepare in advance. The predicament of not being able to turn around?"
Jiang Xuening blinked and still didn't respond.
Being dragged by Yan Lin, she staggered a step without paying attention, but fortunately Yan Lin responded quickly and gave her a hand to prevent her from falling.
This kind of dumbfoundedness really made Yan Lin sigh: "Looking at you like this, I went back to Huangzhou, I'm afraid I can't be relieved."
Jiang Xuening said, "I'm not that stupid."
Yan Lin sat on the corner of the bed, which was even a simple one, and patted his side and asked her to sit down, saying, "I know, I'm so stupid that I don't need to use Zhou Yinzhi to secretly report the news. This time, too. Did he help you in?"
Jiang Xuening nodded.
Yan Lin then said: "This person is very ambitious, but it's not a big problem. The grass on the wall, the wind blows which way it will fall, as long as you are the strongest wind, they will not leave you. You don't have the heart to do that strong wind, so it's better to be careful."
Jiang Xuening knew this.
She sat down, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.
In this narrow and dark prison, the girl and the boy sat side by side, as if they climbed up the courtyard wall together in those leisurely and lazy afternoons many years ago, and sat side by side to peel the freshly harvested The chicken head rice looked at each other and smiled, with both legs hanging from the wall; it was like sneaking to the back of the Buddhist temple, leaning on the back of the huge Buddha statue, putting a hand to the mouth, facing the opposite. The valley shouted, startling the perched birds...
The past time flows silently at this moment.
Both her and his shadows fell on the damp, mottled walls, connected by the grime-filled cracks in the walls.
Yan Lin suddenly felt very reluctant to this capital.
Because there are people he misses here.
He turned his head to look at the girl's quiet profile, and suddenly asked her, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"
Jiang Xuening said: "I just want to accompany you."
I don't know what to say, but sitting together like this seems to be very at ease.
The young man's eyes were a little foggy, and when he smiled, he had a particularly moving meaning, and only said: "You are so kind to me, and I am so kind to you, but why don't you like me?"
Jiang Xuening buried his head and was speechless.
After a long time, in the swaying dim light and shadow, her voice emerged: "It has nothing to do with you. I have already said that I am a bad person."
Yan Lin still looked at her, never taking his eyes away: "What kind of bad law is that?"
Jiang Xuening's memory was like a rushing river, and it went back to the previous life.
There is really nothing wrong with Yan Lin in this life.
It's just that the scars engraved in her memory are so deep that they can't be erased no matter what, so she has to avoid them far away and try their best to make up...
"I had a dream.
"In my dream, I foolishly told you that I want to be a queen.
"You get angry.
"Later I became a queen, and you came back, and then with others, locked me up, good or bad for me..."
Jiang Xuening's voice was a little hazy like a cloud of smoke. The front was still soft, but the back trembled like a string, but it quickly stabilized. Just blinking and looking ahead, hot tears suddenly fell.
She thought that she was cowardly at this moment.
She raised her hand and wiped away her tears as if nothing had happened. She also smiled: "I'm a coward. You are scary in my dreams, so I don't like you anymore. Isn't that bad enough?"
It was clearly a dream, but at the moment when her tears rolled down, Yan Lin felt that her heart was being grabbed, and she was even a little breathless.
As if such a thing really happened.
How can there be people in the world who don't like people just because of a dream
But at this moment, he couldn't bear to go deeper, and just said: "Then how can you say that you are bad? It is clearly the me in your dream, too bad, too bad, so that Ningning dare not like me."
The boy's voice was so thoughtful and gentle.
In comparison, her words seemed very unreasonable.
Jiang Xuening burst into tears, her eyes were red, and she couldn't stop thinking about it, which made Yan Lin helplessly raised her finger to wipe her tears, and asked her, "Do you want to be a queen?"
Before coming here, Jiang Xuening thought that he should not cry no matter what.
However, when the tears could not be controlled from falling, I felt ashamed.
She backed away, raised her sleeves indiscriminately to wipe her tears, and avoided the young man's burning gaze, and said sullenly, "I said it was a dream, but I don't want it now. But that's the queen, who doesn't want to be a high-ranking person? Think about what happened?"
Yan Lin laughed, but his eyes deepened: "What kind of person is the queen?"
In this world, there is only one real "human superior".
Jiang Xuening didn't know why he said this, so he glanced at him with some confusion, but the young man raised his hand and touched her head gently, something vaguely passed through his eyes: No one knows, in such a prison , In such a difficult situation, this young man who had just grown up suddenly and quietly made a grand wish, but he didn't tell anyone.
The clapper was knocked outside.
midnight.
The crescent moon outside the square-inch window also rose into the middle of the sky, and was invisible, leaving only a frame of sparse stars and a dark blue night sky.
Yan Lin felt that the time had gone by really fast, and remembered how long she would be able to return, she asked her, "Do you have someone you like?"
Jiang Xuening lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Yan Lin smiled and asked, "Who is that?"
Jiang Xuening didn't say a word, and didn't dare to speak.
Yan Lin remembered the official of the Ministry of Punishment that he had seen on the day of the crown ceremony, and said, "Is that Mr. Zhang Zhe from the Ministry of Punishment?"
Jiang Xuening looked up at him in astonishment.
Yan Lin looked flat and said, "The way you look at him is like the way I look at you."
Jiang Xuening was speechless.
Yan Lin turned to look at her, and said to her in a half-joking tone: "While I'm gone, you have to work hard to marry yourself and marry a good person worthy of trust. Otherwise, wait for me to come back. , but whether you like me or not, I will snatch you over."
The teenager used a joking tone, even with a smile, but his eyes were deeply serious.
Jiang Xuening knew that he was not joking.
However, to marry Zhang Zha
Then she really needs a lot of hard work and hard work to be worthy of it.
She snorted softly, knowing that the young man was looking at her a little jokingly, but she was not willing to admit defeat, only said: "I will."