The moment Xiao Yi's voice fell, the railing rolled down from the tabletop, landed on the ground with a "boom", and rolled forward again.
The atmosphere in the room was a little dignified, until an excited meow suddenly sounded, "Meow—" The white cat got out from nowhere, and rushed towards the rolling railing excitedly, pushing, rolling, and hugging with its paws. biting...
"Pfft—" Xiao Yi laughed out loud, leaning forward and backward, like a naughty big boy.
Nangong Yue couldn't help but also laughed out loud, and the room was relaxed and happy.
The maids looked at the cat Xiaobai, but they were a little confused, should they let him play now, or take him away quickly
Before they finished tangling, the white cat felt bored, jumped over the railing lightly, and then swaggered out of the house.
Nangong Yue watched it go, and then, she looked down at a section of railing on the ground, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and said, "Oh, left is just these means."
This matter is actually very simple to deal with, even if there is no real evidence, but a concubine, there is no need to have all the witnesses and material evidence like a government trial.
only…
Aunt Mei is quite favored by King Zhennan, but now she is pregnant again, which is a bit troublesome.
After a lot of difficulty, the relationship between A Yi and his father has eased. If he handles it casually, the relationship between father and son may become rigid again.
In the past few years, southern Xinjiang has been facing external turmoil. Countless soldiers have sacrificed their blood and lives. A Yi took the lead and fought bloody battles. Only in exchange for this hard-won peace did he defend this territory. It seems to be peaceful now, but in fact, foreign troubles are not clear. One is that the surrounding small countries are still ready to move, and the other is that the imperial court has always been jealous of southern Xinjiang. When external troubles are not clear, there must be no more internal troubles.
Furthermore...
Thinking of Xiao Yi's unbearable reputation in his previous life, Nangong Yue frowned slightly.
In this life, since Ah Yi has her, she will not let these dirty things in the inner house affect him again.
Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Yi with a smile, and said: "...Ah Yi, the inner house has its own way of doing things in the inner house, so don't worry about it. I'm idle and I'm idle, just play with her slowly." Said Then, she instructed casually, "Aunt Mei is rewarded with one hundred taels of silver for her meritorious service in saving the fifth girl. Que'er, go do it."
Que'er answered "Yes" crisply, and all the maids in the room pursed their lips and chuckled.
Xiao Yi didn't speak.
He looked deeply at Nangong Yue, his twinkling peach blossom eyes were only her, and they could only reflect her.
His stinky girl is always like this, everything is considered for him, but he has always done too little for her.
He suddenly stretched out his big arms and pulled her tightly into his arms. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, absorbing the fragrance from her body...
The maidservants looked at each other, and silently backed away with aspirations.
Nangong Yue pushed Xiao Yi away shyly, and said, "A Yi, we still have to accompany my grandfather to have dinner."
Xiao Yi was startled, and then he remembered that he had invited Guan Yubai to listen to Yu Pavilion and accompany Old Master Fang for dinner. He rubbed against her with an aggrieved face, and then he was reluctant to let go of his arm.
Nangong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't wait to hold Xiao Yi's hand, and said, "Let's go there quickly, don't make grandfather wait too long."
The two went to Tingyu Pavilion talking and laughing.
After all, Aunt Mei and her like have never been taken seriously by them.
As soon as they entered the courtyard of Tingyu Pavilion, they saw Xiao Sibai sitting bored on a tree branch admiring the faint bright moon in the sky. He just glanced lightly at Xiao Yi and the others, and then continued to look up at the drowsy sky.
It seems that Guan Yubai arrived one step earlier than them.
A little girl from Tingyu Pavilion led the way for the two of them. Before entering the door, I heard the hearty laughter of Mrs. Fang: "... Yubai, these paintings are from the warehouse of my old house when I returned to He Yucheng. If you find it, come and taste it for me.”
Guan Yubai said with a smile: "This "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping Picture" is the work of Liu Jiuren, a master of calligraphy and painting at that time, right?"
"Yubai, your eyesight is really good." Old Master Fang was even more joyful, talking endlessly, "This is Liu Jiuren's early work. When he was young, he called himself Qingshan Layman. The square seal on the lower right corner of this scroll It was also engraved by Liu Jiuren himself, although the engraving technique is still a little raw, but it has formed a school of its own."
During the conversation, Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi walked into a studio next to the study, and saw Guan Yubai standing in front of an ink painting hanging on the wall, and Old Master Fang in a wheelchair sitting beside him.
Grandpa Fang waved to the young couple, "Ah Yi, Ah Yue, you are here." After speaking, he hurriedly ordered the maids to prepare meals.
Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue stepped forward and saluted Mrs. Fang together.
Looking at this pair of golden boy and jade girl, Mrs. Fang smiled from ear to ear.
At this moment, the three young men were standing there, they were all dragons and phoenixes among men, rare in the world, old master Fang admired secretly in his heart.
Xiao Yi heard Guan Yubai and Mrs. Fang were discussing Liu Jiuren's painting just now, so he casually glanced at the picture of "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" on the wall, and said with a thought, "Xiaobai, I remember your painting. Your birthday is coming soon, right? How about this, I will give you a BMW! I have a good eye for picking horses!"
"Yubai, your birthday is coming soon." Mrs. Fang said with a smile, "It just so happens that I bought some high-quality seal stones from Heyu City this time. Can you choose one of them?"
Guan Yu couldn't help laughing: "Old Master Fang, A Yi, there are still several months before my birthday."
Nangong Yue half-closed her eyes and smiled secretly. The grandparents and grandchildren like to give gifts to others, and she didn't think Guan Yubai would have the chance to refuse.
Sure enough, Xiao Yi smiled and said again: "It's just right, it will take some time to pick a good horse. When your birthday comes, Xiao Bai, I will deliver this BMW."
Old Master Fang nodded in agreement, stroked his beard, and asked casually, "Yubai, how old are you this year?"
Guan Yubai replied with a smile: "In a few months, there will be four out of twenty."
Time flies, and it has been seven years in the blink of an eye, his eyes dimmed, and he smiled nonchalantly.
Grandpa Fang felt a little sad, how old was Guan Yubai's elder grandson, Xiao Yi, but his grandson was already married and started a career before he was a weak crown, while Guan Yubai was lonely...
"Yubai, have you ever been engaged?" Old Master Fang asked kindly in an elder's manner.
Guan Yubai's hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, shook his head, and said calmly: "In the past at the border, the busy war delayed the marriage... Then something happened at home." As he spoke, his black eyes darkened, and his warm and mellow expression There was a trace of astringency in the voice, "Now I am alone, with no worries and cares, and I am happy to be at ease. I have no such plan for the time being."
Guan Yubai was the only one left in the official family, so it was no wonder that Guan Yubai's temperament had changed drastically. Mrs. Fang was a little bit embarrassed, but he didn't persuade him. At this age, he has experienced great changes in his life again and again, and he has already seen a lot. Life is only a few decades, so just be ashamed of yourself!
He smiled lovingly, and said: "Yubai, I heard Ayi say that a few days will be spring hunting, you and Ayi and the others should go and have fun, young people should be more reckless, don't be like me, an old man who lives in the house all day long .”
Of course, Guan Yubai understood Mrs. Fang's kindness, so he accepted it with a smile.
Xiao Yi said with a smile on the side: "Grandfather, Xiaobai has promised Han Yu to take him out hunting, he dare not break his promise!"
One sentence made everyone laugh out loud.
At this time, the servant girl came to report that dinner was ready.
So Xiao Yi pushed Old Master Fang's wheelchair to the main room, and Nangong Yue and Guan Yubai followed closely behind.
Mrs. Fang himself ate very lightly on weekdays, but he knew that Xiao Yi was fond of meat, so this big dinner table turned into more than a dozen ways of making meat, and the types of meat were also varied, ranging from pork, fish, chicken, From duck meat to shrimp meat and crab meat, Nangong Yue was a little amused, and gave Xiao Yi a teasing look.
Xiao Yi didn't take it seriously, and picked up the chopsticks to eat.
He just loves meat!
He not only ate by himself, but also invited everyone to eat. Before he knew it, Nangong Yue and Mrs. Fang were coaxed by him to eat half a bowl of rice.
This dinner was originally enjoyed by both the guests and the host, but he didn't want to. When the hot tea and melons and fruits were served after the meal, the little maid from Yu Pavilion suddenly came to report that the King of Zhennan sent someone to see the prince and concubine.
Soon, a maidservant in blue was led towards the main room.
Que'er's eyelids moved slightly, and he bowed his head to Nangong Yue's ear and said, "Concubine Shizi, this is the maid in Aunt Mei's yard."
Nangong Yue's eyes flashed, and there was a faint smile on her lips.
She took a sip of the hot tea in the cup, and saw the blue-clothed servant girl walking into the main room with her skirt in her hand. She first saluted everyone, and then said respectfully: "Prince Princess, Aunt Mei fell into the water and felt unwell. Please ask the concubine to show it to Aunt Mei..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard a lazy male voice say indifferently: "Come on, drag down the stick and blame the 20 boards!" A mere concubine dares to ask Ah Yue to watch for her? What a big face!
The maidservant in blue suddenly raised her head, and muttered aggrievedly: "My lord, this servant is just a king... eh!"
She didn't have a chance to finish her words. In the next moment, her mouth was blocked by two women. If she struggled no matter how hard she was, she couldn't speak. down.
Nangong Yue put down the teacup without changing the smile on her face.
Although King Zhennan favors many concubines, for the sake of saving face, he doesn't like to be pampered by others. Therefore, Nangong Yue didn't think that he would let his dignified concubine and eldest daughter-in-law get a pulse diagnosis for a concubine.
Is it someone's deliberate obedience or other intentions, which makes some sense.
Nangong Yueque'er nodded slightly, motioning for her to ask for a good doctor.
Que'er immediately understood the meaning, bowed his knees and stepped back.
This small episode passed quickly without leaving a ripple in everyone's hearts.
After dinner, Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi pushed Mrs. Fang around the yard to digest food and enjoy the moon. Guan Yubai was quite interested in the paintings in the studio, and got Mrs. Fang's permission to stay in the studio to enjoy the paintings.
The Fang family has a long history and profound heritage. The paintings collected by Mrs. Fang are naturally not simple. The dozens of calligraphy and paintings in this studio are all high-quality goods. After walking around the studio, Guan Yubai appreciates them one by one. Fan, he stopped again in front of Liu Jiuren's "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping", and after admiring it for a while, he was about to leave when he suddenly noticed something, his eyes flashed, and his steps stopped again.
Guan Yubai raised his hand, his slender fingers stroked the silk frame of the painting, thoughtfully.
There was a sound of a wheelchair accompanied by the sound of opening the curtains, Xiao Yi pushed Mrs. Fang in, and Mrs. Fang saw Guan Yubai standing in front of the "Picture of Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" and seemed to be staring at him, so he smiled and said, "Yubai, so you are so Do you like Liu Jiuren?"
Guan Yubai instinctively wanted to veto it, so old Mrs. Fang continued, "It's rare that you like Yubai. If this painting wasn't a gift from an old friend, why not give it to Yubai?"
As he said that, Old Master Fang's eyes also fell on the painting, with nostalgia, melancholy, sigh and sadness in his eyes.
Both Guan Yubai and Xiao Yi faintly felt that this old man was an "old man" who had "gone".
"Old Master Fang, may I ask who gave this painting?" Guan Yubai asked innocently.
One sentence drew the eyes of Mrs. Fang to Xiao Yi again. The people in this room are all smart people, and they are all thoughtful.
Could it be...
really-
Old Master Fang said with some nostalgia: "This is a gift from A Yi's grandfather back then."
Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, touched his chin with a smile and said, "This is like grandfather's vision."
The old Zhennan Wang was originally a rough man, he didn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he knew everything about swords, horses and swords. Liu Jiuren's "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping Picture" has quite the essence of war horses, so that's why it caught the eyes of the old Zhennan King.
However, it is really surprising that my grandfather would give a painting to a friend!
Guan Yubai's eyes flashed, and he clasped his fists and said, "Master Fang, can you lend me this painting and take it home for a closer look?"
Seeing that he liked it, Mrs. Fang naturally readily agreed.
Guan Yubai personally took off the painting scroll, rolled it up carefully, and put it into the long painting box. Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows at that careful and meticulous movement. For some reason, Xiao Yi felt something was wrong, but it was not. Vigorously.
After the few people stayed in the studio for a while, Mrs. Fang took them to see the treasures in his collection one by one as if offering treasures, and then Guan Yubai left.
Seeing that it was getting late, Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue also left.
After the three of them left Tingyu Pavilion, before Guan Yubai could speak, Nangong Yue said considerately: "A Yi, I'll go back first."
Meeting Nangong Yue's clear eyes, Xiao Yi knew that she had also noticed Guan Yubai's abnormality.
The three of them split into two paths at the entrance of the courtyard, Nangong Yue returned to her own courtyard, while Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai went to Xiao Yi's study.
"boom."
After the study door was closed, Xiao Yi couldn't wait to ask: "Xiao Bai, what did you find?"
Guan Yubai took out the painting from the painting box, touched the silk mounting on the top of the painting again, and said with certainty: "Ayi, I just accidentally discovered that there should be another layer in this mounting." Every mounting must have two layers, often Used for hiding things.
Just now, when Guan Yubai was appreciating the painting, he noticed that the mounting on the top of the painting seemed to be a little thicker than that on the bottom, and only then did he discover that this painting had another mystery.
When he learned that the painting was from the old town of Nan Wang, Guan Yubai rashly offered to borrow the painting for a reward.
Xiao Yi's fingers also touched the silk frame, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he said decisively: "Open it and have a look."
Guan Yubai nodded and got busy.
Of course they could simply and roughly tear off the mounting frame, but no one wanted to do that. Guan Yubai carefully removed the upper scroll, dipped the tip of a pen in water, moistened the edge of the mounting frame, and then bit by bit, bit by bit, Rip it apart...doesn't hurt the painting at all.
Sure enough, after the edge of the framed frame was torn off, there was a hollow in the middle, and a piece of letter paper, or a piece of silk cloth full of words, exposed a corner from between the two layers of framed frame.
Guan Yubai and Xiao Yi glanced at each other subconsciously, and then Guan Yubai carefully took out the silk cloth as thin as a cicada's wing, and spread it flat on the desk.
Xiao Yi only glanced at the silk cloth, and said with certainty: "It's grandfather's handwriting!"
This is the letter left by the old Zhennan King. No matter whether he named it to Xiao Yi or not, Xiao Yi, as the eldest grandson, has the right to deal with it first. Guan Yubai thoughtfully avoided it.
Xiao Yi read the letter slowly, using his index finger to read silently along the line of text, and there was no trace of a smile on Yan Li's face.
Even if he didn't see the content of the letter, just by looking at Xiao Yi's expression, Guan Yubai could guess that the content of this letter must be of great importance, related to the palace, no, or the whole of Southern Xinjiang.
Before he knew it, a faint haze appeared in Guan Yubai's heart...
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