There is a kind of embarrassment in the world, it is called going one step forward and one step back and one step back into the abyss. Du Jiu followed the master in the wind and the rain. He had seen blood and experienced a lot of things. Only today's situation made him wish he had no eyes, otherwise he would not have seen such embarrassing things. scene.
Ban Hua noticed him and smiled at him: "Du Jiu, why are you here?"
"Master Hou asked his subordinates to send me a book." Du Jiu tried to pretend that he didn't see anything, and lowered his head to leave, but he was stopped by Ban Hua.
"That's right, I don't need to send someone to run again," Ban Yan took out two straw grasshoppers, "your master always said that he never played with these things when he was a child. Well, take it back to him, I'm here Help him make up for his childhood."
Du Jiu took the grasshoppers blankly, "Xie, Xie County Master?"
Their Marquis didn't play with these things since he was a child. Where did the county master buy these gadgets? Not to mention, the craftsmanship is really good, the grasshoppers are very cute, and the children will definitely like it.
However, is their Marquis a child
However, facing the smiling eyes of County Lord Fule, he bowed his head cowardly, not daring to show any strangeness.
"Okay, you can go back." Ban Hua smiled contentedly, turned and walked into the door of Ban's house. This relaxed and happy look obviously forgot that there was someone kneeling behind her.
The door of Ban's house was slowly closed, and Du Jiu glanced at Xie Qilin, the former fiancé of the Fule County Master, and decided to take a few steps to the side corner to try not to enter Xie Qilin's line of sight. However, Xie Qilin had already seen him when Ban Hua was talking to him.
"Du Huwei." Xie Qilin stood up from the ground and stopped Du Jiu, who was about to leave in a hurry, "I want to tell Uncle Rong..."
"Second son Xie, you should call our master Hou Ye now," Du Jiu interrupted Xie Qilin, "If you have anything to say, you can say it in front of our master master, if you don't understand the language and ink, if you are wrong , If you miss a few words, it will not be beautiful. So you should not say this sentence in front of your face. "
I always feel that I have been with Lord Fule for a long time, and he has begun to speak in the style of Lord Fule. Is this a good thing or a bad thing
"Farewell." Du Jiu saluted, turned and left in a hurry, leaving Xie Qilin with a calm back.
Xie Qilin stood there in a daze, looking up at the plaque of the Jingting Palace, as if he didn't know what the night was.
Ban Hua returned to the inner courtyard, and after finding her parents, she told them about borrowing the doctor.
"You have done a good job in this matter," Yin Shi actually laughed after hearing this. "There is no doctor in the world who can cure such a problem. Unless it's an immortal, the Xie family can only be abolished."
"I think so too, it's better to borrow than not to borrow," Ban Hua held her chin with one hand, "but Xie Jia Dalang's luck is really..."
Yin Shi lowered his eyelids and smiled lightly: "Who knows if it's bad luck, or is it due to retribution?"
"Mother, sister, we lent the doctor to the Xie family, but the eldest son of the Xie family couldn't cure him. Will the Xie family complain that we deliberately let the doctor not cure him?" In Ban Heng's view, the Xie family is full of villains. The eye of the heart is thinner than the tip of a needle.
"No matter what they think, if they are shameless, we might as well make the matter known to the world. His son has been deprived of his life, and if he can't take over, he will blame others for his inability," Ban Huai sneered. If you come out, you will only make people in the world laugh."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yinshi glared at Ban Huai. Can such swear words be spoken in front of their children
Ban Huai shrank his neck: "I'm telling the truth, even if it's really capable of helping Xie Jia Dalang save his life, can he still be turned back into a real man? Where can we justify this matter? You can't blame us."
"It's better for him to live," Yin Shi said with a half-smile, "such a person should live a good life. After all, he was once a dragon and a phoenix among people."
"Madam, you seem to have some opinions on Xie Chongjin?" Ban Huai asked cautiously, seeing that Yin Shi's expression was a little weird, "Did he offend you?"
"You think too much, I don't see Xie's family a few times throughout the year, so what's the offense?" Yin Shi shook the fan in his hand, as if the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and his spirit seemed a little sullen. What to do here, go with dinner."
"Oh." Ban Huai stood up honestly and went out to let the servants prepare meals.
After dinner, when Ban Hua was about to go back to her yard, Yin Shi suddenly stopped her.
"Hua, you stay," Yin Shi stood up, "the moon is bright today, you can go for a walk in the garden with me."
"But now..." Ban Hua looked worriedly at the flowers and plants outside the yard, "Will there be mosquitoes outside?"
When Yin Shi heard this, his outstretched foot stepped back: "Forget it, let's stay in the room and talk."
In the summer night, there are the sound of insects one after another, and the cool breeze blowing in through the window. Ban Hua leaned against the window, glanced at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, turned to Yinshi and said, "Mother, do you have anything on your mind?"
Yin Shi smiled and didn't speak. She sighed softly: "Hey, there are some things I shouldn't have told you. But I don't think Rong Junpo is a person without ambition. Change, you will have to meet more people in your future life, and you will also face more intrigues."
Ban Hua asked with a smile, "Are you worried that I will suffer?"
"I'm worried that the Ban family won't be able to protect you," Yin Shi shook his head. "Your brother is a confused character. It's unknown who the new emperor will be in the future. I'm worried that you won't live well."
"Mother, what's the matter with you?" Ban Hua held Yinshi's hand, "Didn't we agree at the beginning, we will be happy when we have a good time, and no one knows what will happen in the future. We don't need to For the sake of things that are not yet known, it affects my current mood.”
"You," Yin Shi nodded her forehead, "it seems reckless, but you have never lost your sense of proportion. But if you say you are smart, but you do things without any scruples, this kind of temperament is not like I'm not like your father, I really follow your grandmother's early years." Ban Hua smiled: "Isn't it bad to be like your grandmother?"
"Your grandmother is a good person, she sees everything in the world more clearly than anyone else," Yin Shi smiled bitterly, "but if she can be more confused, she can live a better life in this life."
She looked at her daughter's dark eyes, and after all, she didn't say the speculations about the royal family in her heart, "It's nothing else, you go to bed earlier."
"Mother, you have something to hide from me," Ban Hua fixedly looked at Yin Shi, "is it related to your grandmother?"
Yin Shi shook his head, got up, picked up a box and put it on the table, opened the box and took out a stack of papers, "These dowries were prepared by my father and I years ago, and left to you by your grandfather and grandmother. Private property, we haven't touched it all these years, but when you were young, it was never given to you."
Ban Hua took over the list and felt a little dizzy after reading only a few pages. How could she have so much property
"Mother, what are you doing for me now?" Ban Hua didn't like to worry about reckoning, so he put the list back in the box, "I'm not married yet?"
"Next year will come soon," Yinshi glanced at her daughter reluctantly. "These are your things. You always need to know which estates are under your name, or you will need to check the accounts on a whim. Who are you going to?"
"In the past, my grandmother's storeroom was always taken care of by Chang mama. My daughter thinks that Chang mama is quite good. In the future, my private property will also be taken care of by her," Ban said, "Although the big girls around me are loyal , but she is too young to do as much as Aunt Chang."
"It's a coincidence, that's what I planned," Yin Shi smiled, "If it's someone else, I'm not worried, but if it's Changmao, it's the most appropriate. But you can't be lazy, you have to learn something. So that the next person will not fool you." She sorted out the list, closed the box, and pushed the box in front of Ban Hua.
Ban Hua took the box with a sad face, and those who didn't know thought she had taken a loan from the box.
If this is known to the girl who prefers sons to daughters, I'm afraid it will tickle her teeth. They are eager for the family to prepare more dowry, but the family will only leave good things to their sons. How can they have too many married women
If you think that the county lord came out of the wife's room with a mahogany box, he stretched out his hand to hold the box for the county lord, and whispered: "County lord, the prince just now sent someone a plate of fruit, saying it was from a friend. Fresh stuff for you to try."
"What is it?"
"It seems to be a lychee or something?" Ruyi thought for a while, "The slaves have little knowledge. It is said that this thing was kept on ice all the way. A lot of ice was wasted, and a few horses died before it was sent to the capital. The prince also said, This thing can't be left alone for long."
"I think it's lychees." Ban Hua smiled and went back to the yard to see that there was really a plate of lychees on the table. There weren't many lychees, but the color was bright and the grains were full. It was obviously carefully selected. Putting ice on it, it also exudes a slight chill.
"Who sent this thing?" Ban Hua peeled off a frozen lychee and put it in his mouth, feeling that his whole body suddenly cooled down.
"It's Qiu Lian next to the prince," Ruyi brewed a cup of hot tea and brought it in, "Master, do you want to see her?"
"Well, let her come in," Ban Hua wiped her fingertips with a handkerchief, "let the people below prepare water, I want to take a bath."
"Yes." The masters of the Ban family like to take a bath, so the house has hot water every day, so that when the masters want it, they will not be able to deliver it in a while.
After a while, Qiu Lian walked in.
"Has the prince used it himself?" Ban Hua gently fiddled with the ice cubes at the bottom of the tray with a silver hairpin, and the ice cubes made a squeaking sound.
"Back to the county master, the prince has already used it. Because you were away in the afternoon, this plate of lychees was specially reserved for you." Qiu Lian is an honest child, and Ban Hua will answer whatever she asks.
"I see," Ban Hua smiled, got up and grabbed a few pieces of silver in the drawer for Qiulian, "Go back and let the prince go to bed earlier at night, and don't read miscellaneous books."
"Yes." Qiu Lian was secretly shocked, how did the county master know that the prince was reading miscellaneous books these days
Seeing Qiu Lian's appearance, Ban Hua knew what she was laughing at, so she explained with a smile: "Recently, there is a new book in the study he often goes to. If he can bear his temper and not read it, that would be a strange thing."
Qiu Lian couldn't help laughing, and after she went back, she retold this sentence to Ban Heng.
"If she didn't read it, how did she know there was a new book in the study?" Ban Heng retorted with a little guilty conscience, but he still put down the book in his hand, "Prepare water."
Bath and sleep.
Emperor Yunqing couldn't sleep. It should be said that since his feet could not walk, he often couldn't sleep at night. I don't know if he slept too much during the day or if the night was too long, he always asked the eunuch and the maid to light the candles in the room, as if this would make his heart calm.
When the commander of the Guards came in, a palace maid was serving His Majesty's medicine, all the gauze curtains were hung up, and the candles were so bright that the room seemed like daylight.
Seeing him come in, Emperor Yunqing waved his hand and asked the palace maid to retreat. The palace maid wiped the corners of Emperor Yunqing's mouth with a handkerchief, got up and walked back with a Wanfu ceremony.
"What happened?" Yun Qingdi's voice was a little hoarse, even a little old.
"Your Majesty, Xie Dalang has been injured by someone, and he will not be able to have any descendants in the future," the commander of the Imperial Guard said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness Prince Ning and the princess went out to visit the Uncle Zhongping Mansion in the afternoon, but when they left the mansion, the two made trouble. It's a little unpleasant."
"When it happened in the afternoon, why did you come to report it now?" Emperor Yunqing was a little dissatisfied. He raised two spies, and the people on both sides didn't know each other's identities, but in terms of their ability to handle affairs, they were still better.
But Rong Xia is now recovering in the mansion, and only the person in front of him can use it.
"Your Majesty is incompetent, please forgive me." The commander of the Praetorian Guards did not defend himself, but knelt down on one knee and pleaded guilty.
"Forget it, has the murderer been found?" Emperor Yunqing said indifferently, "Xie Chongjin is a loser, who would have trouble with him?"
The commander thought that Zhao Jia was more inconspicuous than Xie Chongjin, and he was still assassinated? Although Xie Chongjin has no official position, he has a father who is an uncle and a sister who is a princess. How can he be more prominent than Zhao Jia
"The subordinates have investigated it, and this incident is just a coincidence." The commander told the story of Xie Chongjin's drunken conflict with the local ruffians. There is no doubt about this matter. It was Xie Chongjin who angered the local ruffian, and it was Xie Chongjin who started the first move. He didn't even expect that a local ruffian dared to fight back and hurt him.
It can be seen that one can't be too aggressive, and maybe one day he will be forced to death.
The commander told Emperor Yunqing about the reactions of the various governments to this matter. After listening to Emperor Yunqing, he opened his eyes and said, "Where's the Ban family?"
"The Ban family?" The commander was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood why His Majesty cared so much about the Ban family's reaction to Xie Chongjin's injury. Before the assassination of Duke Jingting, the real messenger was Xie Chongjin, and he would handle the follow-up work, otherwise, with Xie Chongjin's connections and methods, he would have been found out by Dali Temple long ago.
"After the Ban family learned the news, they didn't send anyone to visit. It was only when the Fule County Master returned to the mansion that they met the Second Young Master Xie. The Second Young Master Xie wanted to ask the Ban family for a doctor's loan."
"Did the Ban family borrow it?"
"borrowed."
"Um."
The room became quiet again, and after a while, Emperor Yunqing nodded and said, "This is something the Ban family would do."
Not afraid of trouble, but not too mean and embarrassing.
From this, it can also be seen that the Ban family still does not know that the real mastermind behind the scenes is the Xie family. If it were other people, they would have already turned countless circles in their minds and listed countless suspects. Only the Ban family would believe what he said.
He liked such obedient courtiers.
"I heard from the people in Dianzhong Province that I recently paid tribute to some lychees. I remember that the Ban family likes to eat this, so I will send a basket tomorrow morning."
"Yes." The commander of the Guards wanted to say that he didn't care about it, but seeing His Majesty's sleepy appearance, he replied in a low voice. After standing for a while, after confirming that His Majesty was asleep, he exited the inner hall lightly and turned around to see Wang De guarding the door. The two greeted each other with a salute.
The commander of the Guards gave Wang De a wink, and Wang De followed him outside.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty said that in the early morning of the morning, let the province of the palace send a basket of lychees to the palace of Jingting." The commander of the imperial guards glanced at the inner palace and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has already slept. I'm going to trouble the prince."
"What did Commander Chen say? It's the servants' job to serve His Majesty well. Why bother to talk about it?" Wang De sighed, "It's just that this lychee is more troublesome. The palace is gone. Only the East Palace and His Royal Highness Prince Ning have not sent them away for the time being, this…”
"If that's the case, let the two families have a little less," said the commander of the Guards, "Your Majesty has said something, and we just follow the orders. If the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness Ning are dissatisfied, we can only invite them to your Majesty or It was the Empress who was arguing with her."
"Lord Chen has a high opinion." Wang De replied with a smile.
"Go away! Go away!"
"Come on!"
"Your Majesty is in a dream again." Wang De and the commander of the Guards hurried back to the house, but they didn't seem too panicked. Since His Majesty suffered a stroke, they have often had nightmares, and they are almost used to it.
In the capital at the end of May, when it was said that it was hot, it became unbearably hot without any hesitation.
When Ban Huai helped Rong Xia to present Zhezi to Emperor Yunqing, he didn't know what kind of stimulation Emperor Yunqing was getting. panic
"Shuiqing," Emperor Yunqing's hands were not very flexible, and he couldn't stop shaking while holding the book, "Jun Po is a good boy, don't worry, I will definitely treat him well."
Although Ban Huai was very puzzled, he still thanked him in a kindly manner: "Thank you, Your Majesty, after Wei Chen returned, he would pass the news to him."
"No need, I will personally arrange for someone to visit him." Emperor Yunqing's eyes were a little dodgy and erratic, even with a bit of inexplicable madness. Ban Huai didn't dare to look any further, and lowered his head silently.
When the weather is hot, people feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, Rong Xia's wound was already good, otherwise the sultry weather would have caused pus from the wound.
He was wearing a plain gauze robe, and his face was still pale after blood loss.
Commander Chen and Rong Xia sat opposite Rong Xia, with a grim expression on his face, explaining his intention.
It turned out that Emperor Yunqing was not sleeping well recently, so he wanted Rongxia to copy him a scripture and put it indoors, and then draw a pair of door gods and stick them on the door of the inner hall of Dayue Palace.
"It is an honor for Wei Chen to share your worries with Your Majesty." Rong Xia responded, but when he got up and saluted, Commander Chen still saw a bit of pain on his face. It seems that Rong Xia's wound has not healed, so it hurts when she moves.
His Majesty took his anger on Rong Xia and beat him up because of the Crown Prince. Now that Rongxia's wound has not healed, he has someone copy the scriptures and calligraphy for him.
Fortunately, Rong Xia was loyal to His Majesty. If he met other people, he would have been dissatisfied.
Those who are ministers should be loyal to the monarch, but those who are monarchs should also be sympathetic to the courtiers, otherwise the dragon chair will not sit for long.
"Master Hou." Du Jiu's expression softened after Commander Chen left, "Emperor Yunqing is really deceiving."
"What's there to be angry about," Rong Xia stood up lightly, "I wish he was healthy and alive right now."
"master?"
"At least until March next year," Rong Xia said coldly, "At least when I have a wedding, I can't get bad luck."
"Then these scriptures..."
"Let Abbot Yun worry about it," Rong Xia sneered, "I have raised him for so long, not for him to accompany me in meditation and chanting." He lowered his head, took out a grasshopper from the drawer next to him and put it in his hand slowly. Play slowly, the expression on your face is a little better. "Yes." Du Jiu felt that what Uncle said made sense.
"Uncle, Jingting Gongfu has sent someone to deliver something again."
This is another word that seems meaningful. Du Jiu felt that there was nothing wrong with this statement.
Soon something was delivered. It was a basket of lychees in ice, which made people move their index fingers and couldn't help peeling off two of them to eat.
Rong Xia asked Du Jiu to personally send out the servant who sent things from the Jingting government, but he stared at the basket of lychees in a daze.
It is said to be a basket, but it is actually half a basket of ice and a layer of lychees on top, but this feeling of being missed is very good.
The ice cubes exuded a cool air, Rong Xia took two of them and put them in the palm of his hand, the dryness in his heart was also vanished by the cold air.
That night, the picture of the god of the door drawn by Rong Xia was sent to Emperor Yunqing, because the scriptures were too long to be copied in a while.
As soon as the door god delivered it, Emperor Yunqing couldn't wait to let Commander Chen stick it to the door himself. Maybe... Maybe his buddies in his youth would let him go after seeing that the door god painting was done by Rong Xia.
"Your Majesty." Wang De came in holding a tray, and inside was an ugly sachet, the characters on it were distorted, barely recognizable as a blessing.
"What is this?"
"Today, when the slaves went to Jingting Gongfu to deliver lychees, the master of Fule County handed them over to the slaves, saying that this was the lucky sachet she embroidered on purpose."
Emperor Yunqing didn't know what to think, so he hurriedly said, "Quickly put this under my pillow."
"Yes." Wang De smiled and pressed the sachet under the pillow where Emperor Yunqing was sleeping.
He glanced at the old emperor, bowed and stepped back.
That night, Emperor Yunqing slept extremely peacefully. There were no nightmares, no waking up at night, and slept until dawn. When he opened his eyes and saw the bright sunshine outside the window, he suddenly felt that he had never felt so relaxed in a long time.
He even found himself feeling numb in his legs and right arm.
Is it because of the sachet, or because of the pair of door god paintings
Or both
"Come on!"
"Send my order to reward Fule County Master, the Marquis of Chengan."
For the next few days, Emperor Yunqing slept peacefully, and he was even able to get out of bed and take a few steps with the help of the eunuch and the palace maid. When the Marquis of Chengan sent people to deliver the copied scriptures, Emperor Yunqing felt that he would soon get rid of the hard life of lying in bed and unable to move.
Rewards were continuously sent to the Ban family and the Rong family, and no one knew what happened to His Majesty.
However, the news about His Majesty's gradual recovery reached the previous dynasty, and many ministers who had long been dissatisfied with Jiang Luo couldn't help but look forward to the day when His Majesty came to court.
There are also rumors that the Lord of Fule and the Marquis of Chengan went to a certain temple to pray for His Majesty's health, so His Majesty was able to recover so quickly. But this rumor has not been confirmed, and no one knows whether it is true or not.
However, there are a pair of door god paintings on the door of the inner hall of the Dayue Palace, and the news that it is the real work of the Marquis of Cheng'an has been spread.