What a beautiful day
Nangong Jingnu turned around, hugged Qi Yan face to face, raised her hand to support Qi Yan's face, and gently wiped away the tears hanging on Qi Yan's face, while her own tears kept flowing silently. on.
In the past three years, there has been too much backlog between them. Of course, this belated apology and hug is a vent, but some things cannot be easily carried over with a single sentence. Both of them understand this truth in their hearts.
Nangong Jingnu held Qi Yan's face and said softly, "Look at you, you are twenty-four years old and cry like a child."
Qi Yan bit her lip and replied in a muffled voice, "I feel uncomfortable in my heart."
Nangong Jingnu couldn't help laughing softly, followed by a burst of disappointment: Maybe this person has not been doing well for the past three years
Nangong Jingnu: "Qi Yan..."
Qi Yan: "The minister is here."
Nangong Jingnu: "Give me some more time."
Qi Yan: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu: "It's getting late, go to sleep."
Qi Yan clenched the arm that was broken around Nangong Jingnu's waist: "Chen... I want to sleep like this."
Nangong Jingnu: "Okay."
The wind and torrential rain continued outside the window, and the two in the room slept together.
After a night without a dream, Nangong Jingnu opened her eyes before it was dawn outside. After three years of early morning life, she no longer had the habit of sleeping in. She felt the sound of breathing coming from the arms around her waist and her ears. The woman was in a trance for a while.
She turned her head and saw Qi Yan sleeping, remembering what happened last night, and smiled silently.
Qi Yan has already submitted a statement of leave, which was approved by herself, so Qi Yan does not need to go to court from now until the end of the exam, but she is different.
Nangong Jingnu stared at Qi Yan for a moment, then gently squeezed Qi Yan's wrist on her lower abdomen and moved the other's arm away, slowly got up and moved out of bed from Qi Yan's feet, and took out the one hanging on the screen. After putting on the clothes, he looked back at Qi Yan, who was still sleeping, and felt a sense of reluctance in his heart.
So he sat gently on the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt for Qi Yan, raised his hand to touch the other's forehead, and tried the temperature before getting up and leaving.
In Nangong Jingnu's heart, Qi Yan's health has always been bad. She was afraid that Qi Yan would get sick in the rain, but the temperature was normal.
Nangong Jingnv didn't call anyone to serve her, she simply washed the door and walked out.
When the door closed, Qi Yan, who was "sleeping", opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, and there was no state of waking up.
…
The rain was still falling, but the sky was still gray. It seemed that it would not clear up until all the rainwater accumulated in the dark clouds was poured out. There was a lot of water in the yard, and several teams of palace servants had already started cleaning. Emerald green leaves floated on the water, and many plants were abruptly knocked off by the heavy rain. It was obviously midsummer, but it showed a bit of desolation.
Qiu Ju put the cloak on Nangong Jingnu's body: "It suddenly became cold overnight. The servant will go back to the main hall in a while to find out a few sets of autumn palace clothes and prepare them."
Nangong Jingnu frowned slightly, looked up at the gray sky again, and had a bad premonition in her heart.
This rain is too unusual. The rainy season in Kyoto should be a month later, and the harvest season is about to come, so don't let it happen again.
Nangong Jingnv: "Tell the palace servants not to disturb the concubine's rest, and send someone to the imperial hospital in a while to restore the concubine's routine Ping An pulse."
Qiu Ju: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu: "Let's go."
…
In the hall, Qi Yan was sitting on the bunk bed, with the quilt on his knees, listening to the sound of the rain.
The residual warmth in the position next to it was dissipating, Qi Yan turned her head and glanced, and there were a few long black hair left on the vermilion satin on the jade pillow.
Qi Yan stretched out her hand and twisted the strands of hair around her fingertips, carefully coiled it in one place, got up, took out the Pisces bag that she usually hangs around her waist, and put the coiled hair into it.
The knock on the door came, Qi Yan held the Pisces bag in her hands, and there was a hint of alertness in her eyes: "Who?"
Qian Tong: "Master, can you get up? The villain, Qian Tong, serves the master and changes his clothes."
Qi Yan's daily life does not require anyone to serve. Qian Tong knows this. The other party must have an urgent matter to find him.
Qi Yan: "Come in."
Qian Tong came to Qi Yan, knelt down on one knee and took out a waxed envelope from his arms: "Master, there is a letter."
Qi Yan took the envelope. There were no words on the cover. She took out the letter and shook it open to see that it was written by Qian Yuan.
The letter said: Thanks to Gu Feng’s assistance, the Sifang Bank, which was secretly run by Qi Yan, has successfully settled in the capital, but Qian Yuan is worried that the Sifang Bank has touched the interests of the old bank in Beijing: Tongyuan Bank, and is worried that its owner, Xie An, will not let it go.
Although Xie An is not worried, but Xie An relies on the third prince Nangong Wang, so please ask Qi Yan to say hello to the officials in the capital.
Qi Yan opened the page, and there was a letter behind it, which was written by Qian Yuan, but the handwriting was obviously a bit sloppy compared to the previous one.
Qi Yan frowned, and read the above two lines over and over again: The villain Qian Yuan is dead. A few days ago, the villain went to visit the young master as usual, and found that the family had moved out a month ago and disappeared.
The villain asked a painter to draw hundreds of portraits, and handed them over to his trusted confidants to investigate secretly.
Qi Yan rolled the letter paper into a ball and held it in her palm, her chest heaving.
Three years ago, Xiaodie gave birth to twin sons, a dragon and a phoenix. Qi Yan was worried that the Nei Tingsi adopted the ancient system of leaving the son to the mother, falsely claiming that the boy had died, and secretly sent the boy out of the capital with Qian Yuan and handed it over to a farmer for adoption.
Only Qian Yuan knows the address of this child. For the past three years, Qian Yuan will visit the child four times a year, and regularly send some oil, rice and silver taels to ensure that the child can grow up safely...
With such favorable conditions, there is absolutely no reason for that family to move... The letter said that the move was a month ago, so count the time... Isn't it right after you left for Beijing
Qi Yan spread out her palm, with a double fish bag in her left hand, and a ball of letter paper in her right hand.
Who kidnapped the child
Will it be Nangong Jingnu? Now that she has the support of Nangong Rang, she does have enough strength to do this... But from the other party's performance and words, it seems that it is not very similar.
Could it be that Qian Yuan was "guarding himself and stealing"? Transfer the child secretly for the future as a bargaining chip
Qi Yan looked at Qian Tong, who was still kneeling in front of her, and dismissed the idea.
Not to mention that he has already repaid Qian Yuan and let him take care of his entire net worth, he said that Qian Yuan's sons and daughters, Qian Tong and Qian Bao, are in his hands, so why should he do such a lose-lose thing? Woolen cloth
Is it...
Seeing that Qi Yan was silent, Qian Tong asked, "Does the master have a message to bring?"
Qi Yan took a deep breath, her amber eyes returned to silence, and she said softly: "Tell Qian Yuan to investigate to the end, if you live to see people die or see corpses. Also... Let him return the funds soon, and send someone after a while. Go to the private house to pick up some things, take them all to Xie An and exchange them for cash, and now the non-essential land deeds in hand can be sold and exchanged for silver."
Qian Tong: "Yes."
After thinking about it, Qi Yan continued: "Send someone to transport the money to pawn shops in various places. Anyone who encounters a farmer who comes to borrow money for turnover will lend him no matter how much he borrows, but let him use the land deed as collateral. Appropriate relaxation but with a slight increase in interest, and then maintain normalcy and wait for my next order."
Qian Tong: "Yes."
Qian Tong left, Qi Yan finished grooming and left the bedroom. The rain outside continued. Although it was not as violent as yesterday, it did not clear up at all.
Qi Yan looked up at the black cloud on top of her head, and murmured, "Heaven makes beauty, as expected, God makes beauty..."
After a warm night, Nangong Jingnu became busy again, and Qi Yuxiao followed her second aunt's instructions to pester Qi Yan every day.
But Qi Yan doesn't plan to go back to her private house to visit Xiaodie. Of course she misses her sister, but she's about to close the net after three years of planning. After getting revenge, I still have decades to stay by my sister's side, and I am protecting her by not going to see her. Nangong will let the wind and candle fade away, and what kind of things will be done for Nangong Jingnu.
Thanks to Qi Yuxiao, Qi Yan had a good excuse to turn down a large number of visits, including Gongyanghuai, the Minister of Rites.
At this juncture, she is not suitable for seeing anyone. Maybe Nangong Jingnu's eyes are placed beside her to watch, and everything will be discussed after the imperial examination.
On the other side, Nangong Jingnv was very busy, and several major events happened in the DPRK recently, but Nangong Jingnv could only stay behind the scenes, and not being a court order became her biggest constraint.
Si Nong reported: "There are floods everywhere, please make arrangements as soon as possible, so as not to affect the autumn harvest and tax revenue.
The rainy season in Wei Kingdom is a month earlier. This is the season when the grains are about to ripen. Dasinong traveled around and found that many crops that were about to be harvested were moldy due to humidity. Many farmers faced two choices. One is : Harvesting the crops ahead of schedule despite the risk of reduced harvests, but after a year of hard work, the crops are about to grow. Who would be willing to waste good food like this
The second is: take a gamble with God and pray that the rain will clear up soon. In this season, the excess water can be evaporated by exposure to the poison for a few days, and a good harvest can still be obtained.
At the beginning of the founding of the Wei Kingdom, Nangong had implemented the national policy of cutting leeks—exchange banknotes for salt. It has been ten years since then. Under the bewitchment of huge profits and the government, farmers all over the country were holding several banknotes waiting to be exchanged. Some people even sold some of their fields and bought them at a high price, while the Wei State implemented a "capital tax", which was taxed according to the number of people regardless of the number of acres of each family.
On the one hand, the field output has shrunk, and on the other hand, with the ten years of reproduction in the family, the number of people has gradually increased, so the tax imposed on each household has become heavier and heavier. Qi Yan spent three years visiting various places to listen to public opinion, and calculated that the majority of farmers in Wei State had been pressed to a critical point, so she gave Qian Yuan this order, preparing to press the last straw in Wei State. in the hall.
But it's not now, at least until this year's students gain a firm foothold in the DPRK and Qi Yan has accumulated enough power to speak.
Perhaps the old Nangong has made himself forget the national policy of "exchanging banknotes for salt and citing". It is like a poisonous sore attached to the flesh and bones of the Wei court. Now the poisonous sore has festered. In the future, Nangong Jingnv and the other women will rely on themselves a lot, and only when they are "in danger" can they get "heavy power". At that time... that's when Qi Yan begins to bloody the court.
Qi Yan: Taiwei's mansion, Zhongshuling, the family of the generals in front of the palace... You will all live to that time.