Thinking that he had received a gift from Nanny Ji before, but hadn't done anything for her, the fourth prince felt uncomfortable for a while, and couldn't help frowning, "Aren't you worried that you blamed Nanny Ji?"
He hesitated a little, and said to Empress Jiahe: "I met my grandfather a few days ago. When I mentioned Sister Ji, my grandfather also said that she was a person he cultivated hard, and it is difficult to make mistakes."
The fourth prince's grandfather was the biological father of Empress Jiahe, the head of the Xu family who had resigned from office.
"Father sometimes misjudged people." Empress Jiahe said confidently without any trouble in his eyes, "But I didn't misjudge."
She raised her eyes slowly, tapped the porcelain surface on the outer wall of the teacup with her golden finger, and said without allowing others to argue: "Nurse Ji has indeed betrayed the Lord."
"The last time the Seventeenth Prince was shooting arrows in front of all the concubines in the back garden, Concubine Yun Gui pointed out to her face that there was something wrong with the target. I asked how Concubine Yun Gui had such good eyesight at that time. It turned out that it was a letter reported by Madam Ji."
"Those who betray their hearts would rather be killed by mistake than let them go, otherwise it will ruin the great cause of our Xu family."
Empress Jiahe's voice was extremely light, but there was an unconcealable viciousness in her eyes.
"What's more, Nanny Ji really has two hearts, and she just died for more than one day. How can there be anything worthy of distress?"
…
The first light of day.
Huaiqing works as a servant in the palace and always gets up early.
On the day of the old lady's birthday, he knew that his master valued it, so he got up half an hour earlier than usual.
There was still frost on the leaves by the roadside.
Huai Qing thought she could finally wake up before Rong Ting, and went into Rong Ting's room, but saw Rong Ting had already woken up, with his back turned to him.
Sometimes Huai Qing couldn't figure it out, how many hours did His Highness sleep in total every day.
Perhaps much shorter than he imagined.
Rong Ting did not look back.
But the voice rang out, "Get the carriage ready, and head to Ning Anbo's mansion now."
Huai Qing was taken aback, "Don't you have to wait for Mr. Yan?"
"Let's go first, and wait outside Ning'an Bo's mansion, sir. You tell this matter to the valet beside him."
Huai Qing didn't know what Rong Ting's plans were, but he didn't dare to ask further.
According to what Rong Ting said, first he went to inform Yan Nanxun's valet, then found the carriage and the driver, and waited for Rong Ting to come out under the carriage.
At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, even though it is hot, there is still a desolate chill in the air before the sun comes out.
Rong Ting walked out of Bailu Academy slowly in thin white clothes, when Huai Qing saw him, she couldn't help but feel cold for him.
Unable to hold back, he asked, "Your Highness, it's still early, do you want to go back and add some clothes?"
"No need."
Holding a wooden box in his arms, Rong Ting went to the carriage, and handed the two or three feet wide long box to Huai Qing, "Put it into the carriage."
Huaiqing took the wooden box, looked at the frost on the leaves beside the road, and then took a look at Rong Ting's thin clothes, and worried that Rong Ting was injured.
Advised: "Your Highness, the fourth girl has specially told this servant that you are weak and cannot be injured. You should listen to this servant's advice and go back and change your clothes."
Rong Ting's eyes were still cold and impatient.
Hearing Huai Qing's words, his gaze suddenly softened a little.
There was even a faint smile in his eyes.
"She really said that?"
"It's natural." Huai Qing said.
His Royal Highness Nine is weak and cannot catch the cold. Huai Qing heard Jiang Rao say this word for word.
As for Jiang Rao's words, he took every word in his heart.
The fourth girl is kind-hearted, not only gave him half a year's salary in silver bills as a reward, but also brought his younger brother who was far away in the countryside into the capital, and asked him to rent a house for him with the reward. He lived there, and tried to get his younger brother into the school in Jinling Middle School.
Few of the eunuchs in the deep palace can have this kind of blessing to reunite with their families.
Even if you buy people's hearts, you can do this to this extent...
He didn't even think about seeing his younger brother once in this life.
Therefore, even after seeing Rong Ting's brutal side, Huai Qing still did her duty and never thought of leaving.
Although she is serving Rong Ting, Huai Qing often feels that she belongs to Miss Jiang Si.
"If you freeze to death, Miss Si will be worried."
Just now, there was only a faint smile in Rongting's eyes, but this time it reached the corner of his eyes.
The long and narrow eyes became curved and drooped because of the arc of the smile, and the voice seemed to be tainted with laughter, the voice was so deep that it could shake the tip of the ear, "I will listen to her."
Huai Qing enthusiastically said: "The servant will go back and get a cloak for His Highness?"
But Rong Ting said again, "No need."
After speaking, he controlled the wheelchair, followed the long board that was built for the convenience of the wheelchair, and entered the carriage.
Those who practice martial arts are not so afraid of the cold.
What's more, he used to spend the coldest winters in thin clothes.
Huai Qing: "..."
Whether it was the left eye or the right eye, he didn't see it, His Highness Ninth Prince was obedient.
He followed Rong Ting and got into the carriage.
The disobedient Ninth Prince closed his eyes and fell asleep.
It is estimated that he will not listen to what he said again.
Huai Qing had no choice but to ask Rong Ting to wear more capes.
…
There is still one street away from Ning'anbo Mansion.
Rong Ting, who always closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, slowly opened them.
He leaned against the window, glanced outside, and called the coachman to stop.
Huai Qing reminded him: "His Royal Highness, you haven't arrived at Uncle Ning'an's residence yet."
"Stop." Rong Ting said to the coachman without changing his voice.
Huai Qing couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
Wearing so little clothes and insisting on getting out of the car, does this mean that you have to suffer from illness before giving up
He was sorry for Miss Four's instructions.
Blamed him for saying that the fourth girl would be worried when she found out, and told his master to take advantage of this.
Rong Ting left the carriage for a moment.
Huai Qing saw him talking for a while with several servants who came out from Ning'an Bo's mansion one after another, but she didn't know what Rong Ting was asking.
After chatting with four or five people, he returned to the carriage.
Said to Huaiqing: "Give me the wooden box."
Huai Qing handed over the wooden box.
After a while, I watched Rong Ting take out a black and red outer shirt from the wooden box, and put it on calmly.
Although the boy sat in a wheelchair every day, almost all his sickness came from his pale complexion, and had nothing to do with his stature.
The figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist has already made the outline of the tall figure in the future.
The two colors of black and red perfectly complemented his face, even when he was sitting in a wheelchair, he still had an air of aloofness and dignity.
Huaiqing looked down, and saw several outer shirts neatly stacked in the wooden box.
His Highness Ninth Prince's clothes have always been simple in style, only the color is slightly different.
Huai Qing looked at those outer shirts and thought to himself that he guessed wrong again what His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince wanted to do.
He never guessed His Highness Jiu's mind at all.
He was silently lowering his head when he noticed a gaze falling from his body.
There was a voice in the car at the same time.
"I said I would listen to her."
Rong Ting tied the belt around his waist slowly and lowered his eyes.
The long and narrow fox eyes and the thin lips that still have a slight smile even when he is not smiling, make his face even if his voice is flat and deep, his face is not dignified.
There seemed to be a sharp little hook in the dark eyes, the sight was really sharp like a blade, cold and sharp.
After fastening the tie, he raised his head with a half-smile and looked at Huaiqing.
As if there was something to ask him to do.
Huai Qing didn't know why, so she trembled slightly.
He thought to himself that no matter what he did, he would never be able to guess it, and even if he guessed it, it would be wrong.
Why don't you just ask, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"
Rong Ting tilted his head, and said softly, "I am so obedient, if you don't tell me, who would know?"
"..."
Huai Qing: Understood.
Although he still didn't know why Rong Ting suddenly put on his coat, he knew what he should say next time he saw Miss Jiang Si.
…
After more than an hour, Yan Nanxun's carriage appeared here.
Yan Nanxun also got up early.
The banquet guests come too early, and the host has to entertain them in advance, which will be a burden.
It was because Yan Nanxun knew this that he deliberately came early to see how busy Jiang Siye was.
When he saw Rong Ting, he even regretted not letting Rong Ting wake him up earlier.
After handing over the invitation, Rong Ting was brought into Jiang's residence by Yan Nanxun.
…
At the same time, the carriages of Yu Yinxue and Pei Songyu also drove out of Bailu Academy.
Yu Yinxue and Pei Songyu were in the same carriage.
Yu Yinxue cleaned himself up extraordinarily clean today, and greeted Pei Songyu in advance in the carriage.
"Brother Pei, this is the first time for me to go to Uncle Ning's Mansion, and Brother Pei is related to Uncle Ning's Mansion, and he can even be regarded as a person from Uncle Ning's Mansion. It is impossible for ordinary people to catch up with him. Will it be possible then? Let me follow Brother Pei and sit next to Brother Pei?"
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With his words, he praised others high and lowered his own posture enough, Pei Songyu didn't think about it, and nodded in agreement.
Yu Yinxue smiled, "Thank you Brother Pei."
If Pei Songyu agreed, then what he planned in his heart would be safe.
Pei Songyu is the one who satisfies Mr. Yan the most among all his disciples, Yan Nanxun must have brought him by his side unconsciously.
If he could be beside Pei Songyu, he would occupy another position beside Yan Nanxun.
Everyone in Jinling knew that Yan Nanxun and Jiang Xingzhou had a deep friendship.
As long as he can stay by Yan Nanxun's side, he will definitely be seen by Jiang Xingzhou.
Even if he couldn't be seen by Jiang Xingzhou, he might be seen by other nobles.
Yu Yinxue slowly glanced out of the window.
He doesn't have a talent as amazing as Pei Songyu, and he doesn't have a background that can make him rest easy, so he can only carefully plan for himself step by step.
…
After entering the flower hall where the banquet was held, Yan Nanxun said to Rong Ting: "You find a place you like to sit."
He turned around and went out to find Jiang Xingzhou, preparing to give away the great gift in his hand.
Then bring Jiang Xingzhou over to see the disciples he brought.
Yan Nanxun applauded in his heart.
"gentlemen."
Rong Ting stopped him, "I don't have anything I like, I want to stay by Mr.'s side."
Yan Nanxun stopped and looked back, "Why?"
"The disciple has been in poor health since he was a child. Even if the palace held a palace banquet, he seldom participated in it. He didn't know the rules of the banquet. He was afraid that he would lose face by doing something wrong."
Rong Ting frowned, and said guiltily: "Can you let the disciple sit beside you all the time, and let the master watch over it, there will be nothing wrong."
Seeing him in such a difficult situation, Yan Nanxun agreed without thinking, "Sit down. Since the teacher brought you here, the teacher naturally wants to take care of you. Before the banquet begins, you should follow the teacher and start the banquet. After that, I sat beside my teacher."
There was a slight embarrassment in Rong Ting's expression.
But he did not forget to thank Yan Nanxun, "Thank you sir."
He lowered his head, "If the disciple leaves the master, I don't know what to do."
What this says...
Yan Nanxun originally thought that he didn't like to hear such words.
But after he really heard it, he didn't even know how gentle his eyes became.
Looking at Rong Ting, it's like seeing a baby bird that hasn't learned to fly yet.
Not daring to take a wrong step, and followed closely behind its teacher.
"Then you will follow your husband closely," he said.
Yan Nanxun has never been a talkative person, but he became more and more conniving towards Rong Ting, and talked a little more, "I originally wanted to bring Jiang Xingzhou to see you after I sent the Langhao brush away, to make him angry Twice. However, it’s not a bad idea to go together. You will also have the opportunity then, thank him for his letter of recommendation.”
But after Rong Ting heard what he said, he hesitated and said slowly, "But if Fourth Master Jiang sees me, he will drive me away angrily and don't give me a chance to speak..."
His tone sounded apprehensive, worried and blamed himself, "I don't want to see my husband and my long-time friend, because my disciple started a dispute."
When he looked up, his face was full of sadness.
"To drive you away is to drive me away!" Yan Nanxun, who is typical of being soft and not hard, has a somewhat protective temper towards this weak and weak little disciple, and comforts him, "He will definitely not drive me away." , if we really rush, we will break the friendship of these decades."
In the middle of the Qingshiban Road, I suddenly saw a little boy running.
Huaiqing pointed to the little boy in the corner and said, "Isn't that Young Master Jiang?"
Huai Qing looked at the bright red gown on Jiang Jinxing's body.
He also looked at Rong Tingxuan's red collar, which was painted with Chinese insects.
As if he had been reminded, he seemed to understand something.