The carriage drove out of the stockade and was about to leave the alley entrance when suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, and the driver tightened the reins in fright: "Who is in front? At midnight, aren't you afraid of scaring people!"
The man said in a low voice, "I also want to ask Young Master Sheng, what is your plan to go out in the middle of the night?"
There was silence in the car, and then someone reached out and opened the curtain.
Under the moonlight, Nie Xuanlie stood tall and tall, his cloak moved slightly as the night wind blew, and the raised eyebrows contained a faint coldness.
Seeing him standing in front of him, Sheng Jiayan showed a rare smile on his mouth: "General Nie really has nothing to do, so he can take care of the things next to him. What are you doing with Sheng? Besides, where do I go and what do I do with the general."
Nie Xuanlie raised his head. The first time he looked at Sheng Jiayan, he knew that this person would not be as peaceful and quiet as he seemed on the surface. Until now, he could clearly see the expression on Sheng Jiayan's face, the indifference with slight mockery, which was completely different from the taciturn person he usually spoke.
Nie Xuanlie received a letter late at night. I don't know who delivered it to his house. In the letter, Sheng Jiayan manipulated the Meng family to gain benefits, and conspired with the thieves to provoke the relationship between Concubine Yi and the Queen. In the letter, if Nie Xuanlie doesn't believe it, he can go to the alley of Mengfu to wait at midnight. If Sheng Jiayan comes out, it must be true.
Nie Xuanlie ignored the authenticity of the letter for now, he found that the letter was tied to a cluster of arrows and nailed to the pillar at the door. Judging by the depth of the arrow cluster inserted into the pillar, Nie Xuanlie, the person who delivered this anonymous letter at least had some martial arts skills. He was inexplicably nervous and worried about the Meng House, so at midnight like this, he had been at the Meng House Hutong for a long time.
Who knew that he would find out that Sheng Jiayan really went out in the middle of the night, and at this time he was slightly different from what Nie Xuanlie observed on weekdays.
"If Princess Laiyi knew that her second brother turned out to be such a person, she would definitely be shocked." Nie Xuanlie's voice was a bit harsh: "Is it your hands and feet about Concubine Yi?"
Sheng Jiayan smiled and raised his head.
Nie Xuanlie found that his eyes were almost weighty, with that faint sense of persecution, but Sheng Jiayan's face was still calm: "The general must have misunderstood, I am a person who temporarily logged into the Meng family tree, Can you know what?"
Sheng Jiayan looked at the color and continued: "With such a strong wind, it should be raining in a while. Sheng has something to do, so he will not accompany General Nie."
The carriage bypassed him and continued onward.
Of course, Nie Xuanlie didn't let him go so easily and followed Sheng Jiayan's carriage. He wanted to see what Sheng Jiayan was going to do.
He thought he must be going to meet someone secretly, but who knew that Sheng Jiayan's carriage drove out of the city gate all the way to the west. When passing through the city gate, Sheng Jiayan's people showed the jade ultimatum for customs clearance, and the guards guarding the city were released smoothly.
Nie Xuanlie followed up and asked, "Why did they leave the city?"
The guard said: "The jade in the hand of Mr. Sheng has the sign of going to the exam, it should be going to the suburban post."
Nie Xuanlie raised his eyebrows, if he went to the suburban station, then everything would be clear. Mr. Fu took the students to stay there temporarily, and they were working hard to prepare for the exam.
Is this Sheng Jiayan really just going to meet with Mr. Fu? But why did he leave at midnight
Nie Xuanlie didn't chase out the city gate, there were raindrops on his face, he looked up at the dark sky, and sure enough it was raining.
Nie Xuanlie turned his horse around and left. What he didn't see was a white dove flying out of Sheng Jiayan's carriage. It flapped its wings and disappeared into the rain with the message its owner wanted to convey.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the pouring rain submerged the criss-crossing streets and alleys. The night was very quiet except for the sound of the rain.
Sheng Jiayan's carriage bypassed the official road and turned onto a bumpy mountain road. The carriage stopped when it reached a thatched cottage, the door of the house opened quietly, and Sheng Jiayan pushed the door in with the coolness of the rain.
The monk who was kneeling inside and chanting sutras heard the sound, put down the scroll in his hand, and then got up to arrange tea.
"It's the second watch, but you are two sticks of incense late today." The monk raised his face, and there were two scary scars on his face, running from his forehead to his cheek. Multiple injuries: "It's raining like this outside, it seems that spring is coming."
The dim candle light in the house was warm and yellow, Sheng Jiayan walked out of the shadow with his hands behind him, silently flipped through a few books the monk had just read, and said casually: "I was followed on the way just now, and it's hard to be alone."
The monk smiled and said, "General Nie's majesty and martial arts are well-known now, which is to be expected."
Sheng Jiayan had nothing to say, but the monk said sternly: "If there was no accident in the past, you should be as famous as him now. The Sheng family army, who once scared the enemy, should also be your strong backing, not Now relying on others, there is suffering."
When he said this, Sheng Jiayan didn't feel wronged, but inexplicably thought of the young Meng Eqi, who was lying on the table in a group, and the faces of the buns crowded together because they couldn't solve the nine series.
Thinking of this, Sheng Jiayan just smiled, but did not answer.
The monk sighed: "There are changes in the capital, you can easily fiddle with the situation, but remember not to be too hasty, and when necessary, don't be soft-hearted..."
After he finished speaking, Sheng Jiayan's shadow was long gone. Only the half-open wooden door swayed slightly, revealing the rain-washed ground outside.
Meng Qiqi was awakened by the sound of rain, and she is sleeping in the old lady's outer hall. Because she heard that Mrs. Meng always woke up suddenly in the past few days and nights, Meng Eqi couldn't be relieved, so she simply put a quilt on the Luohan bed in the outer hall at night and rested there.
She was woken up by the sound of rain in the middle of the night, and there was a lot of lightning and thunder outside. She opened the curtain and looked inside. Seeing that her grandmother was sleeping deeply, she gently lowered the curtain and prepared to exit. At this moment, the old lady Meng began to cough violently. She was coughing like this, thinking that she was about to wake up. Meng Qiqi hurriedly lifted the curtain and went over again, and by the way ordered the people below: "Go and ask the kitchen to cook a bowl for grandmother. Chuanbei loquat soup is here."
He helped the old lady to sit on the bed and fed her several sips of hot soup. The old lady felt better and stopped coughing. She looked at the light blue under her granddaughter's eyes with distress, and patted her hand: "Good boy, go back to sleep in your own yard, grandma is guarded by someone."
Meng Qiqi shook her head: "I can't sleep right now, I just want to guard my grandmother and watch her get better, so that Qiqi can sleep soundly."
After all, she rested her head on the lap of the old lady Meng, and the old lady stroked her hair, she was full of splendid hair, and she was in the twilight age. Meng Qiqi three thousand green silk, it is a good time.
"When you were just born, you lost your father and mother in such a group. Your grandmother loved you and held you in her arms and refused to let go. You seemed to know everything, and you didn't cry or make trouble. At that time, the house was busy with things In funerals, grandmother is busy at night and can't sleep, you are also very good, you have never been noisy, you can laugh when you are coaxed, and play with yourself when no one is coaxed."
Meng Qiqi felt guilty for a while. She was sensible because she was conscious at the time. Even as a baby, she knew what she was doing...
The old lady Meng continued: "When your mother was alive, even though she was as noble as the eldest princess, she was meticulous when she took care of me. I remember that one year when your sister Yihui returned, she was suddenly infected with flowers. This disease is fatal. Yes. Even your eldest uncle and aunt don't dare to approach, all he knows is crying all day long, but your mother invited an imperial doctor from the palace to follow up and take care of your eldest sister in person, until Sister Hui's children are well."
"Qiqi, your mother is really a very virtuous person and a very good person. So even if your father follows her away, I can't bear to blame her. I reassure her at her tombstone that I I will definitely take good care of you until you grow up. Now that your grandmother is getting older, her health is getting worse day by day, and you have grown from a baby to a big girl, and in two years, it’s okay to kiss.”
Meng Eqi rubbed her head against her: "I don't want to get married yet, I want to pester my grandmother for a little longer!"
The old lady Meng smiled: "Sooner or later, you are going to get married. How long can you stay in the mansion? My grandmother used to think that even if she returned for a hundred years, you still have uncle's love, and the Meng mansion will be your pillar. But what happened to Sister Zhen this time made my grandmother realize that even relying on the royal family behind her back would not work. Sheng Jiayan is a good seedling with great plans, and he will definitely be a powerful person in the future. But grandma can't wait for him to grow up. So grandma decides that after the spring, she can start looking for someone else for you. In any case, having a reliable husband's family is more useful than anything else."
Meng Qiqi was startled and straightened up: "Grandmother! Isn't this a bit too hasty? I still have the eldest and second sisters on my head, so why is it my turn?"
"Your eldest sister has already promised the Qin family's marriage. I think the Qin family will come to propose marriage soon."
what! ? Meng Yihui had already agreed? I still remember that after she just came back from the hot spring palace, she never mentioned Qin Yue. Even if she didn't say anything, it could be seen from her eyes that she didn't like Qin Yue. Meng Qiqi didn't know what happened between them. She only knew that in the palace, she felt that Meng Yihui was a little different to Qin Yue, so why didn't she like him very much in a short period of time.
How do you know that now she has promised to marry the Qin family? Did Meng Yihui really think it through, or did she want to marry her in a fit of anger? The more Meng Qiqi thought about it, the more messed up his heart became. Qin Yue is a good person and a very honest person. If Meng Yihui married in anger, wouldn't the two of them be enemies when they meet
Therefore, Mrs. Meng didn't listen carefully to what Meng Qiqi said next, and she just fooled the past with a perfunctory "um".