Purple silk smoked curtains, suet and white jade pillows, Qing Chen sat up from the couch, but his body was very weak, and he swayed again and again.
A pair of hollow carved silver incense balls hung in the tent, and there was a faint fragrance of soothing medicine. No wonder she had slept for so long. She reluctantly supported the bed to get off the ground and looked around.
There is no complicated decoration in the house, but it is unique everywhere. On the long case there is a Yuzhu pen stand, several squares of snow-colored paper, and a glass cup with a wide mouth filled with clear water, on which there is a leaf of water lotus, with plain leaves and white petals, clean and a little noble, lined with A room is elegant. The warm light from the bright window, sprinkled with finely woven bamboo mats, reminded her of the person who placed her here, but the center of the hot summer breath was a little unusually bleak. She looked around and her eyes fell on a picture scroll on the wall. above.
The painting is the night lake and moon lotus. She stood in the bright room and looked at it. The breeze slowly entered the room. This painting seemed to gently bring out a pulse of moonlight and silver light, which was cool and elegant. The eyes are light and green, and the freehand brush is used in the light ink hook shape, swaying and delineating, bringing the moon shadow scenery in the casualness, falling in the depths of the night, laying out the light and dark, and fading away from the distance. The wind is light and the shadows are hazy, the center of the pen moves elegantly, and the end of the pen is finely drawn with fine brushwork. The young green branches, the bright wind and the lotus, the light pink and white, the pearls are round and jade-like, and the graceful swaying in the blue waves of the moonlit night, delicate and exquisite. Brilliant.
Seen from a distance, the brilliance is clear, and there are various styles nearby. People standing in front of the painting, like being in the painting, seem to be really in the moonlight and lotus, enjoying the wind and inviting the moon, which is extremely elegant.
She stood in front of the painting for a while, praising it in her heart, but she saw a few poems inscribed at the end of the scroll, which seemed to be the scene in the painting: the moon floats in the smoke cage, the moon moves to invite the breeze, the wind and shadow send Hebi, blue waves Emerald smoke.
The poems are connected from beginning to end, and they play tricks, but they are neither sharp nor rhyme, nor very catchy. She frowned after reading it once, but suddenly a look of surprise flashed across her eyes.
The inscription attached to the poem: In the midsummer night of Xinyou year, I was ordered to record the poems and elegant works of the elder brother, fifth younger brother, ninth younger brother, and eleventh younger brother in Ningcui Pavilion, in order to remember the seventh younger brother's wonderful pen.
There is a word in the book where the signature is signed - Ling.
She raised her hand to caress the last word, her pen is sharp and straight, proud and steady, it is slightly sharper in this beautiful Yuehe, it seems to be a bit colder. Just like when the picture scroll is stretching, a peak rises suddenly in the quiet flow of the Pingjiang River, and the river flow stops abruptly here, stirring up waves to beat the shore.
This word, this inscription, the sharp force of the writing can be clearly felt at the tentacle, like a knife cutting, reminding her of a person unconsciously. She hesitated to figure it out, but she didn't hear anyone entering the room.
"Miss Feng is awake?" A soft and pleasant greeting came to her ears, and she turned her head in surprise.
The one who spoke was a tall and slender woman, she moved gracefully to her side, looked at her with a smile, and the maid who followed said, "This is Princess Jin from our mansion."
Qing Chen lifted his eyes slightly, and bowed his head in a polite manner: "I have seen the princess."
Concubine Jin ordered to the maid: "Go ask Doctor Zhou to attend, and say that I am here to see a doctor."
Qing Chen said: "I don't dare to bother the doctors and waiters, I know a little about medicine myself, a little ailment is not a big problem."
Concubine Jin was a little surprised: "I don't think Miss Feng is not only good at playing the piano, but also proficient in medical skills. Such Lan Xinhui's quality really makes people happy when they see her. But take a look and rest assured, Your Highness will entrust you to me to take care of you, so don't be careless." .”
Qing Chen smiled slightly, and no longer refused to refuse: "I have only a half-knowledge of piano skills and medical skills, and I don't know how to master them. It's so hard for the princess to worry about it."
Concubine Jin smiled and said: "Your highness is willing to bow down to your performance on the Chuyan River. Now it is a legend in Yige City. His jade flute has never been second before others. He can be praised. How could it be a folk song?"
Qing Chen recalled the previous scenes, as if he had fallen into an inexplicable farce again, turning around like a revolving door in the character's plot, which made people overwhelmed.
At that moment, the feeling of touching the strings of the zither seemed to combine the pain and pain that had been suppressed for many days into one song, and when the sharp strings cut through the fingers and blood splattered, my heart was extremely happy. She shook hands lightly, and there was some faint pain from a wound on her fingertips.
Qing Chen sighed secretly, and looked into the painting: "The scene of the painting is interesting, and the sound of the piano is heart-warming. At that time, I was eager to win, and the sound of the piano fluctuated and fell, and I lost my sharp grief and anger. I was afraid that His Royal Highness would actually be dismissive."
Concubine Jin said: "Although I didn't listen to the music, but since he commented on the words 'Sword, Brave and Qin Heart', it must be sad but not hurt, fierce but not fierce, so he really appreciates it." She saw Qing Chen Just looking at the painting, he said again: "This is the handwriting of His Royal Highness the Seventh Highness. It is a painting of lotus flowers in Xianyu Lake in the mansion. If you feel bored, you can go there for a walk. The lotus flowers are blooming these days. Just look at them. It's about to open."
Qing Chen said: "The paintings and poems don't seem to be written by the same person."
Concubine Jin looked at the poem and said with a smile: "Speaking of this poem, it is still a pleasure. This is the year when the mansion invited the emperor and all the highnesses to come to the mansion to enjoy the lotus. Everyone was happy to drink a few more glasses, and His Highness borrowed wine to compose it." This painting. The prince and the others were watching, and combined a few words casually, but somehow the emperor heard it, and immediately ordered someone to write these crooked poems and hang them on the painting, so that they could sober themselves up. Take a look." His Royal Highness Ling Wang was the only one present who was not drunk, so he recorded the notes on the painting. After a few days, the Prince and the others came to the mansion again. When they saw this poem, His Royal Highness the Eleventh spit out the tea at that time, and asked them what How many good lines are late, why did you record this crooked song alone? His Royal Highness Ling looked at him and gave him two words, "Following the order". In the end, they said that they were not allowed to hang the painting in the front hall again, so they had no choice but to Move it here. Speaking of it, it has been several years, and the lotus in Xianyu Lake blooms well every year, but it is rarely so lively."
Qing Chen read the poem again, smiled, and said, "It turns out that this is the character of His Royal Highness Ling. I thought the word 'Ling' was the name of the poet."
Concubine Jin said: "This is exactly the name of His Royal Highness Ling. Among the current Ye clan, His Royal Highness Ling ranks fourth. He is in the generation of 'Tian', and his single name has the word 'Ling'."
Qing Chen's eyes sparkled, and she clenched her hands tightly by her side. She let go and stroked her chest, her heart skipped a beat in surprise, and she almost couldn't help but blurt out the word "Ye Tian Ling"!
Just when the doctor came, Jin Fei said: "But I still feel unwell, please ask the doctor to have a look."
"Thank you, Princess." Qing Chen smiled. How could there be such a coincidence in the world
The medical attendant saluted Concubine Jin, stepped forward to check the pulse, and after examining both hands carefully, prescribed a prescription and bowed his head and retreated.
Concubine Jin told the maid just now: "Fei'er, go and dispense medicine with Doctor Zhou, don't be sloppy."
Fei'er agreed to take the doctor out, and there was a voice of greeting from outside, as if someone had asked something in a low voice, and then doctor Zhou said: "... this girl is weak-hearted and has insufficient losses. I'm afraid she will suffer again recently. It’s a bit bumpy and tiring, but it’s okay to adjust for a few days.”
A gentle voice said: "Understood, you prepare the medicine carefully, and go ahead to receive the reward." Following the words, footsteps approached.
Concubine Jin got up to greet her: "His Highness is back."
The warm wind from the courtyard carried a few flowers and leaves in front of the corridor, and Ye Tianzhan stepped in from the curtain, with a faint smile on his lips. Smiling like a bright moon and gentle, standing like a jade tree of Lanzhi, there is a refreshing Fengya everywhere in the suave, perhaps because the sun is too bright, the prickly Qing Chen tilts his head slightly, avoiding his eyes.
"Is your body better?" Ye Tianzhan's gentle voice made her feel suffocated, and she quietly blessed her: "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving me."
Ye Tianzhan said: "Why do you need to thank me for your hard work? What's more, 'at the feet of the emperor, in the imperial city, there are people who have no rules and laws, bully others, do evil and evil, and force the good into prostitution.' You can't stand by and watch." There was a slight smile in his words, but it didn't make people feel cramped, and the conversation was as usual.
Qing Chen didn't want him to say what he said on the boat, so he could only say: "This is a matter of little effort for His Highness the Seventh Highness, but it is a great kindness for us girls. I should thank you." She looked up, but found Jin Fei I don't know when he left with the maid, and there were only the two of them left in the house.
Ye Tianzhan said: "Since I have taken care of this case, none of the members of the Changmen Gang and Tianwu Zuifang in Tiandu will be able to leave, and most of them are now in prison. Go check it out and see if anyone slipped through the net."
Qing Chen immediately said: "Then let's go now."
The guards of the palace prepared the horses. The horses are strong and vigorous, with golden bridles and jade saddles. They must be carefully selected horses. Ye Tianzhan looked at Qing Chen and turned back and said, "Let's prepare the car today."
Qing Chen said, "I can ride a horse."
Ye Tianzhan smiled and said, "So let's change to a smaller horse."
Qing Chen stepped forward to stroke the horse, and raised his eyes slightly: "No need." There will never be someone who will change the horse and prepare the carriage for you anytime, anywhere. Come in handy. She exhaled, stepped on the pedals, supported the horse with a little force, and stepped sideways on the saddle. The horse took a restless step because of the increased strength in her hands when she jumped up. She couldn't help but swayed, but she gritted her teeth and borrowed the strength from her waist to get onto the horse's back steadily. Looking down, Ye Tianzhan smiled approvingly, and his palms were already sweating.
Ye Tianzhan took the reins from the guards and got on the horse neatly: "Let's go."
Qing Chen took the reins lightly, Ye Tianzhan seemed to want to accommodate her, he just rode the horse slowly with her, not running fast. After a while, seeing that she had gotten used to the horse a little, she speeded up.
Qing Chen looked at Yige City as he walked, but he saw that the street was nearly a hundred paces wide and was full of shops and shops on both sides. There were clouds of pedestrians and merchants, and the shops were hawking to welcome customers. In the hustle and bustle, you could see Hu merchants and women in chic and colorful clothes. , more lively in this bustling.
Passing by several gorgeous building workshops, she saw that one of them had the four big characters "Tianwu Zuifang" hanging high, with red ink and gold, and exquisite decoration on the top and bottom. Two eye-catching white seals in front of the door ruthlessly sealed off the carved railings and paintings, and there were several guards in black and armor guarding the door.
Ye Tianzhan followed her gaze, and said with a smile, "It's been less than two days since Tianwu Zuifang was closed, and I don't want even the right minister, Wei Zongping, to intervene. There will be a lot of lawsuits involved."
Qing Chen sighed softly in his heart, only one step away, she is here now, no matter what, she was grateful for Ye Tianzhan's helping hand, and said: "It must have caused you a lot of trouble."
Ye Tianzhan said: "Don't be afraid, troubles may not be all troubles, everything has pros and cons."
While talking, there was a sudden commotion at the gate of the city. The gatekeepers blocked the pedestrians with long daggers and forcibly gave way to the road. Several horses galloped past, bringing up smoke and dust.
Immediately, a few young men rode their horses and whipped their whips, dressed in brocade and jade robes, with a glamorous air. Wherever they went, the startled people hurried to avoid them, but they did not slow down at all, and whizzed past in an instant.
Qing Chen didn't expect them to rush over like this, and before he had time to avoid it, the horse under him was suddenly frightened, and was about to stand up with a neigh. Fortunately, Ye Tianzhan had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the rein of the horse for her. The horse snorted a few times, its hooves were restless, and it took a while for it to calm down.
It was almost a chaos, Qing Chen frowned and looked forward, those people had already rushed a few steps, one of them raised the rein of the horse and turned back to stand still: "Seventh brother! Why are you?" It was Ye Tianli.
As soon as he stopped, the others reined in their horses and came back, and when they saw Ye Tianzhan, they dismounted one after another: "I have seen His Highness the Seventh Prince!"
Ye Tianzhan took a quick look, and found that they were all the sons of official clans, who were used to being arrogant, no wonder they were so ignorant of restraint. The brows of his brows were imperceptibly tight, but he didn't say anything to reprimand him. He said with a light smile, "Forget it." He asked Ye Tianli, "What are you going to do? You're not afraid to startle the passers-by when you run amok in the city?"
Ye Tianli was looking at Qing Chen, and after recognizing her, he smiled and said, "So it's Miss Feng, I'm sorry, I ran too fast just now and scared your horse." Then he said to Ye Tianzhan: "I just came back from Shanglinyuan , Everyone hunted a leopard today, so it’s hard not to forget this when you’re in high spirits, Brother Seven taught you this.” He was tying up a lot of prey right away, and it seemed that he had indeed gained quite a lot.
Ye Tianzhan said: "The horse gallops all day long, and it is indispensable for Concubine Shu to know that it is another reprimand."
Ye Tianli smiled and said: "Then don't let the mother and concubine know, where is Seventh Brother going?"
"Gyeonggi Division." Ye Tianzhan said.
Ye Tianli waved to the people behind him: "You go first, go to Shanglefang and tell them to cook game and prepare wine and food!" Everyone agreed to go, Ye Tianli turned his head and said: "All those thieves from the Changmen gang will be brought to justice Is it? I’ll go with you to have a look, Seventh Brother, I heard that Wei Zongping wants to protect Guo Qi?”
"It's not a guarantee," Ye Tianzhan said, and they walked slowly side by side: "He just wants to suppress the case." Just now I saw that Wei Qian, the eldest son of the Wei family, was also in the world, and I was having a headache about the case. The eldest young master still had a good time when he got into troubles, but he had a father who was the third son and a sister who was the princess, so he could rest easy.
"Could the Wei family really be involved in this matter?" Ye Tianli said: "They didn't expect Brother Qi to tell his father to investigate thoroughly that day, hmph! Does Guo Qi still want to support Tianwu Zuifang?"
Ye Tianzhan smiled and said: "As soon as you returned to the palace, you sued Tianwu Zuifang for the impeachment of colliding with the empress's boat. It would be difficult without a thorough investigation. This one plus the trafficking of civilian girls, how could Guo Qi survive? Don't you want to move the Wei family out? Wei Zongping has seen the battle with the Turks right now, and the emperor will not move the court lightly at this time, and wants to delay this matter, and turn the big thing into a small one, and turn it into nothing."
Qing Chen listened silently at the side, so far he couldn't help but glance at Ye Tianzhan, the side face that caught his eyes was as handsome as jade, and suddenly coincided with the deepest part of his heart, which made his heart ache. She was fascinated by the familiar expression of eyebrows and eyes, and the upright figure on the horseback. She didn't hear what they said again, and she didn't see Ye Tianzhan glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, and then a ray escaped from the corner of her lips. A smile like a spring breeze.
Qing Chen saw Hu Sanniang again through the thick fence of the Gyeonggi Division Prison.
Unlike the others, she was locked in a cell alone, leaning lazily against the side of the wall, with a sluggish expression, even in such a distressed situation, there was still a soft and boneless charm all over her body, coquettish seductive. She raised her head when she heard footsteps, and when she saw Qing Chen, there was undisguised hatred in her eyes. Qing Chen stood outside the prison and glanced at her. She sneered and said, "I don't want to fall into the hands of you girl this time. Who are you, that you can mobilize the Jingji Guards and the Shence Army to search and arrest us, and you are so ruthless, do you want to wipe out all the Nagato Gang!"
Qing Chen felt it was very funny. She didn't know what the Gyeonggi Guards and Shence Army were. It should be Ye Tianzhan who dispatched troops to encircle and suppress them. She turned her head slightly, but only saw Ye Tianzhan smiling gently at her. Light breeze.
She shook her head and said to Hu Sanniang: "I'm nothing, you just did too much evil, and the retribution has come, even if I don't have me today, I will end up like this. But if I can really mobilize the Jingji Guards and Shence Army, then I will wipe out The Nagato Gang should be there too, are you allowed to continue harming women?"
Hu Sanniang stood up from the prison, staring at her with deep beautiful eyes: "I, Hu Sanniang, will remember you!"
Qing Chen stood there calmly, looking at her calmly, the hatred and the clarity in her eyes disappeared without a trace, she said lightly: "Thank you so much, but I don't want to intend to remember you."
After finishing speaking, she turned to Ye Tianzhan and said, "Everyone I know is here, and I haven't seen the others."
Ye Tianzhan was always by his side, nodded and said, "Then let's go."
After leaving the cell, he said: "This woman doesn't look like a Central Plains person, but looks like a Hu girl."
Qing Chen shook his head: "I don't know her details, but it seems that she has a special status in the Nagato Gang."
Ye Tianzhan said: "Since the return of the Eastern Turks, there have been many Hu people from Mobei and the Western Regions to do business in recent years. It is not uncommon in Tiandu now. Hu girls are often seen in the singing and dancing halls. It is really a bit strange to say Messed up."
Qing Chen said casually: "Trade and commerce is a good thing for mutual benefit. All countries come to trade, which means that the prosperous and powerful China has attracted them. The more people come, the more goods will be exchanged for profit. Prosperity. If the foundation of the country is consolidated and the four borders are connected, it will not decline, not to mention that trade is actually easier to control other countries than war."
Ye Tianzhan stopped and looked at her: "This is a rare statement."
Qing Chen raised his eyebrows, and said with a faint smile: "I'll just say it casually, don't take offense, it is indeed inevitable that there will be chaos when there are too many people."
At this time, Ye Tianli came back from another cell, and said with a smile, "Seventh brother, the singers of Tianwu Zuifang are all detained by you, and a group of Yingying Yanyans are crying and crying. It is rare to see such a scene in the prison .”
Ye Tianzhan smiled slightly: "It sounds like they have been implicated, and there are not a few of them that are really related to the case. They will be released after a few days if there is nothing."
"Seventh brother pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Ye Tianli said with a smile: "What are you going to do with this case?"
Ye Tianzhan said: "After all, Jingjiwei is under the jurisdiction of the fifth elder brother. I'm only taking his place temporarily when he leads the troops. I should wait for him to come back and make a final decision, unless the emperor has other orders."
Qing Chen frowned slightly unintentionally, and Ye Tianzhan looked at her: "Don't worry, what I have done will have a beginning and an end. What's more, I lost to you, so I will give you an explanation."
Qing Chen's eyes stayed in his eyes for a while, and he lowered his eyes and said, "I still say the same thing, thank you, Your Highness Seventh."
Those bright and soft eyes still burn the bottom of her heart, she hates herself for being worthless, she can calmly stare into anyone's eyes, except for the same tenderness in front of her eyes. This will remind her of the pain of losing dreams after being intoxicated. This kind of pain can unknowingly slowly grow thorns in the bottom of her heart, and gradually lead people into the abyss of suffocation.
When you want to forget but can't forget, you realize that the memory buried in indifference has penetrated deep into your bones and blood, and every touch breaks your heart.