The streets in Jiangnan are very clean, and the ancient buildings on both sides of the road are pleasing to the eye. The bare tree branches stretching over the eaves of the roof have a special scene in the falling snow. The clear water under the corridor has not yet frozen, and the snowflakes fell on the water and melted instantly.
It was an excellent scenery, and she should feel the charm of this winter with the mood of taking a walk in the garden, but when Man Yao and Zongzheng Wuyou walked on the bustling street, she regretted it a little. In the past, he used to take a carriage when he went out in the capital. This time, he had to walk to observe the people's sentiments, just like ordinary people go shopping, and a person like him who walks and goes shopping will undoubtedly become the focus of everyone, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is surrounded by people. Not to mention Jiangnan, even looking at the world, how many people can stand in front of him without losing color? How many people can look at him without being moved
The people around seemed to never leave, and their eyes were all fixed on them. Compared to Zongzheng Wuyou, Man Yao, who was wearing a white gauze hat to cover her face, was a bit more mysterious in people's eyes. People were thinking, Beside such a man with peerless beauty, what kind of woman can walk side by side with him
Man Yao frowned, turned to look at Zongzheng Wuyou, but saw him holding her hand as if there was no one else around, not feeling uncomfortable at all. He is already used to it! But this time they came out to observe the public sentiment, such publicity is not good.
She sighed, a little annoyed, she should let him disguise himself before leaving the palace no matter what he thinks. Even if he laughed at her little daughter, so what
"Aman, don't care about other people's opinions." Zongzheng Wuyou could see that she was uncomfortable.
Man Yao sighed: "I'm afraid that you will be recognized, then our trip will be in vain."
Zongzheng Wuyou smiled and said: "It's okay, usually you stay with me, today, let me take the time to accompany you out to relax." He suddenly felt that he owed her a lot. The position he was in made him no longer able to act recklessly and willfully as before. Of course, the premise is that he does not violate his principles. During this year, he gradually understood his father's situation back then, the difficulty of being an emperor under internal and external troubles. Leaving the palace a year ago, he wanted to take him with him, but he refused. He didn't force it, because he knew that he didn't want to be too far away from his mother.
"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother" walking on the bridge, they didn't need to look back to know that the Ninth Prince must have got their permission to leave the palace, so he hurried over. Today's Ninth Prince is known as the Nine Princes and is in charge of the Ministry of War.
The Ninth Prince caught up, panting and complaining: "Seventh Brother, why didn't you call me when you left the palace?" He was used to calling him Seventh Brother, he couldn't change it, and he didn't want to change it.
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned and said, "Have you finished your business?"
The corner of Jiuhuangshou's mouth froze, he swiped his hand, and said with a smile: "It's a little bit close, oops, Brother Seven, you finally came out, of course I have to put down my business to accompany you, we haven't gone out together for a long time I miss the past so much!" He said with a smile, his eyes fell on Man Yao who was covering his face beside Zongzheng Wuyou, the smile disappeared immediately, and he turned his head and snorted, indicating that he has not calmed down Son.
Man Yao frowned, it's been a year, and he still treats her like this, every time he sees her, he always hums, as if he is afraid that she won't know his attitude. She shook her head helplessly, and walked across the Ya Road with Zongzheng Wuyou, passing by a teahouse, which was extremely lively, and there was a storyteller in the teahouse who was spitting and talking vigorously.
Man Yao rolled her eyes and said, "Go, go in and rest for a while." Where there are many people, you can always hear something that you can't hear elsewhere.
Zongzheng Wuyou nodded, the Ninth Prince was stunned for a moment, without even thinking about it, he hurriedly jumped to the front to stop him: "Brother Seven, don't go into this tea shop", ah, no, I mean, "What's so interesting about this small teahouse?" Come on, let's go look elsewhere."
Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, and asked, "Why can't you enter?"
"This... this... this reason..." He scratched his head and faltered, Zongzheng Wuyou didn't bother to talk to him, he dragged Manyao and walked in. The Ninth Prince tilted his mouth, patted his head vigorously, and hurriedly followed.
The customers in the store are all around the storyteller, and few people pay attention to the newcomers. Only the shop waiter was stunned with his mouth open, and at a glance he knew that their identities were extraordinary, he hurriedly bowed down and greeted with a smile: "Hey, please invite one of the three guests!!"
Manyao picked an inconspicuous corner table, the three sat down, Zongzheng Wuyou had his back to the door, and the Ninth Prince sat opposite him. They ordered a pot of tea and some pastries.
The folk customs in the south of the Yangtze River are quite simple. Apart from working, people like to listen to storytelling as a pastime. At this time, the storyteller was talking about a tourist named "Ren Daotian".
The Ninth Prince leaned over his head and said in a low voice: "Seventh Brother, what is he talking about is exactly the person you are looking for? What kind of ability does this Ren Daotian have to make Seventh Brother you look at him with admiration?!"
Zongzheng Wuyou took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "This person is Wuxiangzi's uncle, and he is in the same lineage as Wuxiangzi's master Xuanjiantian. Ren Dao knows astronomy in the sky and geography in the bottom, he is considered a strange person. It was once prophesied that these two people will return to the world. A few years ago, the monarchs of all countries wanted to win over these two people for their own use, but the two of them were at odds by nature and vowed not to be with each other. The other party works for the same master, therefore, Xuan Jiantian was included in the mountains, lived in seclusion in the mountains, and Ren Daotian traveled around the world incognito.!"
The Ninth Prince was stunned: "Ah? So he is Wuxiangzi's uncle? Doesn't Wuxiangzi know where he is?"
Man Yao continued: "This person has no fixed place, and there are very few people who know him. It is not easy to find him, even if he is found." "He may not be willing to help us, and so on. People who are quite famous usually have a bit of arrogance. ! "What's more, Wu Xiangzi, Xuan Jiantian's apprentice, has already pledged his allegiance to Zongzheng Wuyou.
Zongzheng Wuyou nodded, "It's human nature to be proud of one's talents."
The Ninth Prince said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a tourist in the rivers and lakes, what's so great, knowing astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom is not as resourceful as Seventh Brother."
Man Yao shook his head and said, "Is it the way of a king to do everything by himself? A king should know how to use people well and recruit talents from all over the world."
The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows, curled his lips and said, "Hmph, you have said everything." He glanced at Man Yao, as if thinking of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, which seemed to be gleeful. He leaned forward and said, "Seventh brother, I heard that the ministers have been submitting bids for the past two days, I advise you..."
"Boom!" He had just finished speaking, Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes were covered, and the teacup in his hand was placed heavily on the table. His face was already dark, and he looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Go back when you have nothing to do. Your palace, what should you do?"
The Ninth Prince trembled in shock, shrunk his neck in fright, glanced at Man Yao, twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his hands, and hurriedly said: "Don't, don't... Seventh brother, can't I not say it? "As he spoke, his mouth hurt, and his aggrieved look was unbearable.
Man Yao frowned, looked at Zongzheng Wuyou suspiciously, and thought to himself: What exactly did those ministers participate in playing her? It's worth Zongzheng Wuyou being so angry, why not let her know? She thought for a while, seeing that Zongzheng Wuyou's complexion was not good, she held back and didn't ask any more questions.
She turned her head and glanced at Zhou Guo casually. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in the door. The man was about forty years old, and he was carrying a cloth bag. very clean. With a thin face and a goatee, the beard is not long and rather sparse. Man Yao noticed that he had walked less than ten steps since he entered the door, but he stroked his beard more than ten times with his hands. This person looks a bit downcast, but his eyes are piercing and extremely intelligent. His body is straight and straight, his head is slightly raised, and his steps are steady but casual when walking, without any rules.
The middle-aged man walked to the empty table opposite them and sat down. He untied the sack and put it on the chair next to him. His movements were very light, as if there was some great treasure inside.
The storytelling "Ren Daotian!" was coming to an end at this moment, and the listeners around were throwing coins, and someone shouted: "The next story should be the story of the white-haired beauty? Last time you mentioned that the peerless beauty's hair is gray, What happened afterwards?"
The storyteller's eyes flashed, he shook his head, and said:! ! Later... the country was torn apart because of her, and the world was in chaos..."
Someone said in surprise: "Ah? Then isn't she a beauty?"
The other person thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Shit? I heard that our imperial concubine is also beautiful and white-haired. You must be talking about her, right?"
Another person seemed to be enlightened, slapped his thigh, and shouted: "Yeah, why didn't I think of it? Excuse me, storyteller, if that stunning beauty is our imperial concubine, wouldn't the one who got into the red account be our emperor?" ?”
"So, the imperial concubine was married before?!"
"I heard that many years ago, there was a country whose queen had white hair. After a few years, that country perished. Do you think our southern dynasty will perish because of the imperial concubine?!"
"Yeah, her fine hair suddenly turned white. Could it be that she was possessed by a monster?"
"Shhh, these words can't be said, if they spread to the palace, they will confiscate the family and exterminate the family."
Everyone was chattering, Zongzheng Wuyou's face was extremely ugly, the hand holding the teacup had bruised veins, and was about to explode, Man Yao quickly reached out to hold his hand under the table. She is extremely calm, she has always known that although the communication in ancient times is not very good, and Bo Chou will order to prohibit the spread of this matter, these things will still come here one day. .
Zongzheng Wuyou looked at her in a blink of an eye, with pain and fear in his depressed eyes, he let out a breath, let go of the cup in his hand, patted her hand, and signaled her not to worry, he could tell the difference between the serious and the serious. Then he turned his head to look at the Ninth Prince. The Ninth Prince was startled, and quickly clarified: "Seventh Brother, you, don't look at me like that, I didn't say it, I swear!" .
Zongzheng Wuyou naturally knew it wasn't him, so he ignored his words and asked, "You already knew about this?"
The Ninth Prince nodded, and Man Yao asked, "How long has this been reported?"
The Ninth Prince thought for a while and said:! "About half a month."
Man Yao turned to look at the storyteller, only to see the man's eyes flickering under the discussion of the crowd, his face was a bit flustered, and he said: "You all said this, I didn't say it, I won't say it today, no Say it, close the stall." After speaking, he quickly packed up his things and pushed through the crowd, and left the teahouse with a bowed body. The listeners behind him hurriedly shouted: "Shit, don't go, you haven't said whether the woman is the imperial concubine or not?"
Zongzheng Wuyou held her hand tightly, and said, "Lao Jiu, call the waiter to inquire about the situation."
"Hey. Xiao Er, come here." The Ninth Prince waved and called.
The waiter who was greeting the guests at the other table saw them calling, hurriedly left the guests over there and ran over, bowed his waist and smiled, "What do you want the guest to tell you?"
The Ninth Prince asked: "What is the identity of the storyteller just now? Where did he come from? How long have you been talking with you?"
The waiter in the shop rolled his eyes, as if he was quite embarrassed, and said: "This... the little one doesn't know him either."
The Ninth Prince immediately took out an ingot of silver and weighed it in his hand, squinted at him, and said in a low voice, "You should know this, right?"
The waiter in the shop immediately changed his face, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, and he said again and again: "I know him. He came to our small shop a month ago and said he came from another place. Where is Juxiu? The small one is really not good." Knowing that our shopkeeper sees that his storytelling can bring more business to our small shop, so he is happy for him to tell stories here, and did not question his identity."
After pondering for a while, Man Yao asked, "Then do you know where he usually lives and who he usually associates with?"
The waiter shook his head and said, "This little one really doesn't know."
Seeing that he couldn't ask anything else, he sent him away. Zongzheng Wuyou then said in a deep voice: "Old Jiu, immediately after you go back, arrange for someone to find out the details of this person. When this person came to Jiangnan, who he had contact with, it must be detailed."
The Ninth Prince nodded and said, "Oh."
The people listening to the book were still discussing, but the middle-aged man who came in with a sack on his back shook his head and sighed softly: "People in the world are ignorant, the world must be divided for a long time, it must be divided for a long time, this is an eternal law, how can a woman Can you control it? It's sad and lamentable!"
Manyao was stunned, and couldn't help turning her head to look at him. The shop clerk seemed to have noticed the middle-aged man only now. Seeing his attire, she walked over unhurriedly, first staring at the cloth bag on the chair, and there was something in her eyes Contemptuously, he casually asked: "Guest officer, what do you want?"
The middle-aged man said: "Oh, I'm not busy, I'll take a rest first, you go call other guests."
Mao Shen, who was on the second-hand side of the shop, leaned on his shoulders, turned his head and squinted at him every three steps, went to the shopkeeper and muttered a few words, and asked again after a while: "Guest officer, have you rested?"
The middle-aged man said: "Oh, I'll rest for a while."
The waiter said: "Why don't you order a pot of tea first and then take a rest? The business in our shop is very good, so there is only one table left for you. If you don't order anything, you should go out and have a rest. You take Landing on the ground, there will be no place for us to sit when we come here again!"
"Shit, let me say you, the middle-aged man seemed a little annoyed in his heart, raised his hand and pointed at him, put down his hand after thinking about it, smiled, and suddenly said: "Let me show you a picture, how about it?" "
When the shop waiter heard this, his eyes were even more contemptuous, and he knew that you were the one who had no money to sit here, so he hurriedly said: "Go, go, who wants to see the physiognomy? Hurry up, Don't take our space." He said, picked up the cloth bag on the chair and stuffed it in front of the man, pushing him up hard.
The middle-aged man shook his head while walking and sighed: "This world is ─, ─ alas!"
"Wait a minute, sir!" Manyao suddenly got up and called the middle-aged man to stop, and asked with a smile, "Mister, can you read faces?"
The middle-aged man stopped, looked back at her, his eyes turned brightly, looked at Zongzheng Wuyou who had his back turned to him, and then looked at Man Yao who was wearing a white gauze, his complexion moved slightly, and he stroked his beard. Don't be slow, and asked: "This-...girl, would you like to ask me to look at your face?"
Manyao turned to look at the Ninth Prince, and smiled at the middle-aged man: "It's not me, but I want to ask Mr. to help me take a look for my friend."
The middle-aged man glanced out of the corner of his eyes, nodded and said: "Oh, that's good, then I'll take a look at this young master." After saying that, he walked towards the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows and jumped up, pointed to his nose, stared at Man Yao, and shouted, "Why me? When did I say I'm going to see a physiognomy?"
"Sit down." Zongzheng Wuyoudi gave him a blank look and ordered.
The Ninth Prince fainted immediately, and sat down obediently, not daring to say more.
Man Yao smiled, pointed to the vacant seat opposite, and said, "Sir, please sit down. Xiao Er, add a pot of water, and another glass."
The middle-aged man was not polite and sat down. Xiao Er added tea, and Man Yao poured it for the middle-aged man himself. The middle-aged man drank three cups of tea without even thanking him. Afterwards, he inspected Man Yao and Zongzheng Wuyou a few times before turning his gaze to the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince was full of disdain, and wanted to hum a few times, but was afraid that Zongzheng Wuyou would be unhappy, so he had to endure it, and depressedly filled the cup with tea.
The middle-aged man looked at him for a while, and said unhurriedly: "This young master's heaven is full and his pavilion is round, and he is a statue of wealth."
The Ninth Prince sneered and said: "It's up to you to say, everyone can see that I am not an ordinary person."
The middle-aged man didn't care about his attitude, instead he smiled and said: "Wealth and honor are only one step away, but this step is both close and far. If you don't think about it, you can do it." Survival way. Young master is really smart!"
The smile on the corner of the Ninth Prince's mouth froze immediately, he slowly put down the teacup, sat up straight, raised his eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes scrutinized.
Zongzheng Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, took a teacup and drank it. Tea, glanced at the Ninth Prince faintly, the old nine understood, raised his eyebrows, pointed to Zongzheng Wuyou and said: "Look, come and see me. If you cough, look at him."
But the middle-aged man stood up with a smile, cupped his hands slightly and said: "Three cups of tea and one person will look at each other. Next time, I will only look at one person. Let's not live today. If there is a destiny, there will be a date later! Farewell." , Manyao and Zongzheng Wuyou looked at each other, and only heard the middle-aged man muttering words when he went out: "The sleepy dragon goes out to sea, and the phoenix soars in the sky. The dragon and the phoenix sing in harmony, and the four seas return to their hearts....This is the destiny, but what...the empress "?"
The voice faded away and became inaudible gradually. Listening to those few words, Man Yao stared in a daze at the direction in which the person left. This is destiny, but what... How
The Ninth Prince asked suspiciously: "Who is this person? Seventh Brother! Do you want to send someone to follow him?"
Zongzheng Wuyou raised his hand to stop, squinted his eyes, thoughtfully, and said: "Don't be reckless. Maybe, it won't take long before you will know."
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