As soon as Wen Yantong frightened the child, a group of people rushed over, the first one was a young and beautiful woman, with a woman's hair bun and delicate makeup on her face.
This person is obviously the mother of the child. When she pulled the child over, she gave Wen Yantong a very unfriendly look, "Don't be afraid, Nian'er, mother is here."
Wen Yantong was also quite upset, and replied with a light smile, "You have so many fathers."
As soon as the woman's anger showed, the old mother next to her came up and said sharply, "Presumptuous, where is the wild girl who came out of here to speak rudely to the princess!"
Wen Yantong was surprised, he didn't expect that the person who came was the concubine, and at the same time, he was also puzzled, why this large group of people couldn't even recognize a child, let him recognize his father indiscriminately on the street
But now that the woman has been identified as the princess, Wen Yantong didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he could only say, "The princess misunderstood, the girl just wanted to remind the princess to pay attention to safety when traveling, and take good care of the children..."
The nun interrupted her again, "Is it your turn to discipline our concubine?"
Wen Yantong simply fell silent, knowing that what he said was wrong, and when he was thinking about how to get away and leave, Chi Jingxi's voice came from behind, "The King Jia's Mansion is so majestic, and the street is so noisy?"
Everyone looked back and saw that Chi Jingxi, who had entered the shop, was now standing on the steps, looking down at the nanny with a loud voice.
The nanny knew Chi Jingxi, so she didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, she just said, "Young Lord, you are serious, but this woman has offended the princess, and this servant must teach me a lesson."
As soon as Wen Yantong heard about this Prince Jia's Mansion, he already knew who was standing in front of him. Prince Jia lost the battle with the emperor for the position back then, and was demoted to Chang'an. His power was emptied and he became an idle prince.
But Lord Jia's mother clan was very powerful, so the court at that time was almost one-sided, but Lord Jia himself kept his own place, packed his things and ran to Chang'an. I have lived here for more than 20 years. On the surface, I seem to be honest, but in fact, I am secretly holding back evil, and I have been planning to raise the flag to rebel.
It's a pity that before he could implement it, he himself fell into the icy lake and froze to death, so he drove west first.
Princess Jia and Chi Jingxi had some intersections, she was five years older than Chi Jingxi, and they played together when they were young. What Wen Yantong read in the book was that she never forgot about Chi Jingxi, and she even hinted that she wanted to submit to Chi Jingxi, and gave Prince Jia's privately raised soldiers and plan information as gifts.
But it was rejected by Chi Jingxi.
In this way, the widowed Princess Jia has already changed her mind.
Looking at it right now, Princess Jia really looked at Chi Jingxi with affection, her eyes seemed to be filled with autumn water, so charming.
Wen Yantong took two steps back, stood beside Chi Jingxi, and whispered, "Young Lord, I just want to send this child away, and I don't know that he is Princess Jia's child."
Chi Jingxi turned to her and said softly, "No need to explain, I've seen it all."
Wen Yantong clicked his tongue: Didn't I let you go in first
Seeing her expression, Chi Jingxi knew that she was upset, so he smiled lightly and said, "You didn't do anything wrong."
Seeing the two of them chatting face to face, Princess Jia smiled gently, "Jingxi, when did you come back to Chang'an? Why don't you tell me."
Chi Jingxi was quite polite, and pulled the distance far away, "Auntie laughed."
Princess Jia's smile was a bit stiff, "I got a black jade bow earlier, and thinking about your love of archery, I wanted to give it to you."
"That's not necessary. I already have enough bows." Chi Jingxi said, "Auntie should keep it for herself. Seeing that my little brother is about to grow up, he can use it."
His refusal was so obvious that Princess Jia was momentarily at a loss for words, and her eyes became a little aggrieved, but Chi Jingxi remained unmoved.
Wen Yantong looked very refreshed, especially when he saw Princess Jia's livid face from being brushed, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
However, Chi Jingxi didn't like to be long-winded with others. After only saying these two sentences, there was a hint of impatience between his brows, and he said, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."
Princess Jia was unwilling to let him go easily, so she took a step forward anxiously and shouted, "Jingxi..."
"Princess, let's go back to the mansion quickly. If I know that my son is misrepresenting my father on the street, I'm afraid that the prince will hardly rest in peace." Chi Jingxi didn't stay any longer after finishing speaking, and turned his head to Wen Yantong. With a voice, "Come in with me."
Then he turned around and entered the shop.
The Emperor Jia's Mansion is already a thorn in the eyes of the emperor. Although he is dead, his influence is still there. Naturally, Chi Jingxi doesn't want to have anything to do with them.
Wen Yantong looked back at Princess Jia for the last time, thought of her ending, sighed slightly, and followed into the shop.
Seeing that Chi Jingxi was leading someone to check the accounts, the shopkeeper immediately brought up the account books, poured a cup of hot tea and waited beside him. The entourage next to him looked through the ledgers, while Chi Jingxi mainly just sat by and waited for someone to see the problem before he would solve it.
Chi Jingxi rested her chin with one hand, frowning slightly, looking a little irritable.
Wen Yantong asked in a low voice, "Young Master, are you upset about Princess Jia?"
Chi Jingxi glanced at her, "Why would I be bothered about her?"
"What's that about?" she asked.
"I'm thinking, if I finish checking all the accounts on this street, it will probably be dark." Chi Jingxi said, "I don't know when your father's paperwork will be finished."
Although his words were incomplete, Wen Yantong could understand the meaning, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "Young Lord, is it that you don't want to part with me?"
Chi Jingxi glanced at her, "It's a ghost."
The two started from the shops on the street, and walked one by one. Wen Que came to pick up Wen Yantong when they were halfway there.
In front of Wen Qun's face, the two couldn't say goodbye, so they had to hold back and look at each other for a few seconds, and then separated.
Wen Yantong thought, anyway, the time is still long, and there should be a chance to meet again in the future.
Who knew that within a few days, Chi Jingxi quietly handed her a small note, saying that something happened to Mu Yang, and he went to Chaoge first.
After Wen Yantong received the note, she was extremely flustered, and she didn't know what happened to Mu Yang, so she was worried all day long.
In fact, Mu Yang fell from a tree and broke his left arm.
It is said that since Chi Jingxi left Chaoge, Mu Yang has been empty all day long. As the prince and the prince's direct younger brother, Cheng Xin is so busy every day that he has no time to play with Mu Yang.
And those brothers and sisters in the Mu's mansion are also somewhat repulsive to Mu Yang, mainly because the division between the concubine and the concubine is too severe, and Mu Yang can't play with them at all.
If you want to go to Fu Zixian, you have been there twice. The Fu family welcomes Mu Yang very much. Once he clearly said he wanted to find Fu Zixian, but instead of waiting for Xiaoliu, Fu Mingyi came instead, which made him very disappointed.
But later, who knows which turtle grandson secretly complained to Mu Yuan, saying that he always went to the side door of Fu's house, and Mu Yuan was so angry that he scolded Mu Yang and forbade him to go out again.
Mu Yang was so angry that he vomited blood. He ate at home and slept standing up. He lost even the interest in archery.
Early this morning, a palm-sized bird came up the big tree outside the window of Mu Yang's room. This bird looks quite small, but it has a loud voice, and when it crows, it can make Mu Yang upset.
He asked his servants to chase it away several times, but the bird was so clever and agile that no one could do anything about it.
Just when Mu Yang was scratching his ears and cheeks in annoyance, the bird even found a daughter-in-law, and within two days it gave birth to a nest, and they sang competitively on the branches.
Mu Yang was so angry that he stood under the tree and scolded, "Your daughter-in-law gave birth to a litter just a few days after she brought her back, she must not be your own! You are willing to help others raise children, why don't you just let me pluck the hair and throw it into the pot?" Got it!"
However, it was of no use, no matter how much Mu Yang scolded, the birds would still sing.
Mu Yang was so noisy that he could not sleep day and night, his brain was buzzing, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, he climbed up the tree with a roar, and the servants below yelled for him to come down, but he turned a deaf ear to it.
That tree was a gift from Fu Sheng when Mu Yuan settled in Chaoge. It is said that the tree is more than a hundred years old and grew from the temple. Putting it in Mu Yuan's house can suppress the bloody violence he brought back from the battlefield. gas.
The tree was thick and tall, evergreen all the year round, and Mu Yang climbed very smoothly. After a while, he climbed to the bird's nest, where there were still a few birds singing.
Mu Yang remembered how he had been tortured so badly these past few days, he gritted his teeth, knocked over the bird's nest with one fist, tore the rest of the bird's nest to pieces, and cursed, "Let your motherfucker sleep! "
Just happened to bump into that bird and came back, and saw that its nest had been overturned, and the young bird had fallen to death, so it made two high-pitched calls, and flew straight towards Mu Yang.
Mu Yang was on the tree, and his movements were very inconvenient, and he had no time to dodge. He was pecked on the neck by the bird, and his blood turned red at that time. He screamed and waved his hand to hit him.
The bird's movements were too quick, and Mu Yang was no match at all, and he was pecked several times in a short while. In a panic, he couldn't stand still and fell from the tree.
The servants below were scared out of their wits, and immediately reached out to catch it, but no one could catch it. Fortunately, he didn't climb very high, and he didn't suffer any serious injuries from the fall, except that his left hand was broken.
When Mu Yuan heard the news, he stopped practicing soldiers and hurried home. When I went to Mu Yang's room, I saw that his left arm was tightly wrapped, and he was lying on the bed straight.
"Son! You climbed up a tree like this!" Mu Yuan immediately moved to the head of the bed, and said distressedly, "Just like me back then, I broke my left arm when I picked out a bird's egg."
Mu Yang weakly defended himself, "I'm not digging out bird eggs, I want their lives."
Mu Yuan said, "It's all the same, you're doing well, why do you want to go up there by yourself?"
Mu Yang sighed feebly, and started to cry, "I don't want to be alone at home, I miss Brother Xi, and I still want to see Fu Zixian!"
Mu Yuan naturally agreed to everything at this moment, and immediately said, "Okay, I will send the invitation to Fu's house immediately, and invite someone over for you."
Mu Yang also said, "What about Brother Xi?"
"He's in Chang'an!" Mu Yuan wondered.
"... Woo." Mu Yang was about to cry again.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll fix the book and send it to Chang'an immediately, and I'll also invite Shan Li." Mu Yuan said, "You should rest well, if your left arm hurts, I'll ask someone to give you some painkillers."
Then Mu Yang nodded obediently, waited in the room for a while, and fell asleep in a daze.
After sleeping for a long time, he felt that someone came to his bedside, and there was a voice, "How long has Master Mu slept?"
The servant replied, "It's been more than an hour, the little one will wake him up."
The voice said, "No, let him sleep for a while."
Mu Yang gradually regained consciousness, recognized whose voice it was, and immediately opened his eyes, "I'm not going to sleep anymore! I'm already awake."
Then I saw Fu Zixian who hadn't seen him for a long time standing by the bed, looking at him with a smile on his face.
The author has something to say: Mu Yang: My arm is so worth it.