Youshu was ready to follow her master back to Beijing, but Song Mama and Bai Shao rushed to Kaiyuan Temple first, to pick up Youshu to leave. They thought that after ten years, Li Gui had already left, and it didn't matter whether he stayed with the noble or not.
"I can't go now." After hearing the intention of the two, You Shu shook her head and refused. He has not yet found a way to kill Li Gui, and once he leaves his master, there is only one way to die.
"But your mother is still waiting for you!" Song's mother was so anxious that she grabbed the young master's wrist and whispered, "Do you want to know your own background?" She originally wanted to wait for the young master to get married before returning to Beijing to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan. Who knew that the bitch of the Lin family would not let the young lady go, and stuffed some men's personal belongings into the young lady's house, slandering the young lady for committing adultery with outsiders, and forcing the young lady to become a nun in the Ganye Temple.
When Mother Song received the news, the matter was a foregone conclusion. Thinking that the young lady had been ruined by Wang Xiangqian and Mrs. Lin in her life, she couldn't hold her breath no matter what, and she wanted to take the young master back on impulse. After all, the young master is the direct son of the Wang family, and he is so smart and handsome, he will definitely be favored by the old man and the lady.
Thinking of this, she doesn't care whether the young master is willing to listen or not. She pours beans into a bamboo tube and tells all about her future and the past. At the end, she sobbed, "Master, your mother is still waiting for you to go back to save her. You can come back to Beijing with me quickly. ."
"You want me to go back and recognize my ancestors?" Youshu asked blankly. Not to mention that he is still unable to protect himself, even if he is not entangled by the ghost, he will never return to the Wang family.
Song's mother nodded again and again, and Bai Shao also showed hope.
"What if it's the firstborn son? The mother is still the wife, and she still ends up as a long-term companion to the ancient Buddha. Did the old lady and the old lady say a fair word for her? You also said that when I was born, the whole family was born. I knew that I was reincarnated as a debt collector, and I was taken away by you for fifteen years, but no one cared about it. I thought the debt collector was dead outside, just waiting to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly came to the door, Mama Song, what if it was you? Do you like it?" Youshu pursed her lips and continued, "Lin's mother doesn't even want to let go of a non-threatening mother, so how can she tolerate me, a son-in-law who competes with her son for the family property? Elder, who will protect me? Father? Grandpa? Old lady?"
Youshu waved her hand again to push back, "Mother Song, we are weak and weak, and now we go back not to fight, but to die. It's a good thing that my mother can leave the Wang family, at least I don't need to be scolded again. I'll go when my business is over. Pick her up. If you shave your hair, you can grow back, and if you become a monk, you can return to the secular world, but if you die, you will have nothing."
When Mother Song heard this, she fell into a long silence. Bai Shao's eager expression gradually cooled down. After a cup of tea, both of them woke up with shame. They were also confused and almost hurt the young master. Where is the Wang family a good place to go, but it is a sea of swords and fires, and a blood pool of purgatory.
Wanting to pass the customs, the two asked Youshu to write a letter to their mother, so as to reassure her, then went home to pack up, and first went to the capital to check the situation. As soon as they left on the front foot, Ah Da came on the back foot, making Youshu prepare for the long journey.
Three days later, You Shu and his master boarded the carriage and staggered to the capital.
Ji Changye held an imperial decree in his hand and said with a chuckle, "If you have Shu, do you have nothing to ask me?"
Youshu was pinching a piece of rice cake and grinding it with his front teeth bit by bit. Hearing the words, he shook his head from side to side, showing no interest in the content of the imperial decree. He has long known what he should know, and he also guessed what he should not know. People are so smart that they are so troubled.
Ji Changye pulled the young man into his arms, wiped away the debris from the corner of his mouth, and sighed, "I thought I would never be able to return to the capital in this life, so I wanted to give up my identity and start a new life, but I didn't expect the royal father to recruit me again. Go back. There is Shu, you have probably guessed it? I am Ji Changye, the third prince of the dynasty."
You Shu nodded, her expression very indifferent. The master is the master, whether it is the unhappy young man who led the cultivation practice in Kaiyuan Temple, or the upper-level person who is now strategizing, there is no difference to him.
Ji Changye was very satisfied with the boy's usual response, thought for a while, and then said, "Then do you know your background?" He finally reached this point. He pursed his lips, feeling extremely dry in his mouth.
Youshu nodded while nibbling on the rice cake, her big black and white eyes were full of doubts, as if she wanted to ask the master why he brought this up.
Ji Changye was slightly startled, pinched the boy's chin, and looked at him carefully, "When did you know?"
"Four days ago, Mother Song came to see me that time." Youshu told me candidly.
"I actually knew it that day." Ji Changye muttered to himself, recalling Youshu's performance in recent days, and found that he should eat and sleep, without the grief and hatred he expected, and he did not ask himself for help. will. What the hell is you thinking about
After calming down, he continued to ask, "If that's the case, have you ever thought about returning to the Wang family to recognize your ancestors? If you want, I can help you bring the Song family back."
Where do you dare to go? Hearing this, he couldn't even eat the rice cakes, so he rushed to the young man's side, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, and eagerly confessed, "Please, Master, please don't send me away! How good can the Wang family be? They abandoned me since I was a child, never gave me a grain of rice or a piece of clothing. The one who raised me was the master, the one who taught me to read, the one who kept me fed, clothed, safe and healthy was the master. I'd rather stay by the master's side as a servant than go back to the Wang family to be the eldest young master." Speaking of this, You Shu blinked her big, clear eyes with clear black and white, and said sincerely, "Where there is a master, where is the master? It's my home."
You Shu's tongue is clumsy, and it is extraordinary to say so many words at one time, but every word and every word is what he said from the bottom of his heart. He was worried that he would not be able to shake his master's mind, and he couldn't help but feel very anxious. His eyes and nose slowly turned red, and his thick eyelashes were also stained with moisture, which made him look very pitiful.
Ji Changye seems to be gentle and gentle, but in fact, he is the most indifferent. When he accepted Youshu, one was to make a big fuss about his life experience, and the other was to have fun. There was some pity for Youshu, but not much. But the human heart is full of flesh, and after ten years of companionship, Ji Changye is a stone, and it should be warmed up, not to mention that there is no hypocrisy when you treat him, and that innocent heart has not changed from beginning to end. Pass.
He didn't have time to think about it, he took the frightened young boy into his arms and gently patted it, and promised, "Don't be afraid, I won't send you away. Where there is me, there is always where you go." The person in his arms was brought up by his hand, and he watched him grow from a three-foot-tall baby boy to a peerless young man. Although he is twenty-five, he has never been married yet, and he has neither wives, concubines nor children by his side. Some Shu said that he was his servant, but in fact he was no different from his relatives. They eat together at the same table and sleep in the same bed every day, which has long been the most intimate and important existence for each other.
How could he be willing to send You Shu to the Wang family whose hearts are sinister and whose life has been lost? The previous so-called layout, the so-called planning, was nothing in front of Shu Shu's red eyes. Ji Changye compromised, completely compromised.
He wiped away the tears from the corners of Shu Shu's eyes, broke the rice cakes, fed them bit by bit into his mouth, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry, you are no longer a three- or four-year-old milk baby, why do you still like it? Crying nose? As long as you don't want to, I will never send you away, I swear."
Ji Changye has always kept his word, and Shu can feel at ease after hearing this. He stretched out his tongue to roll the rice cake away, and said in a sullen voice, "I didn't cry, just a little stuffed, just eat something." I took the rice cake and took a big bite.
Seeing the boy's bulging cheeks, Ji Changye laughed in a low voice, and the haze that had accumulated in his heart slowly dissipated.
Three days later, the group arrived in Shangjing. Since the third prince had not yet been able to leave the palace to build a mansion when he was exiled, and now that he is old and inconvenient to stay in the palace, the emperor rewarded him with an official mansion that had been raided a few days ago.
When You Shu jumped off the carriage, the palace servants sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs were wiping the vermilion gate.
"Why are you so rude, you actually parked the carriage at the front door of someone else's house. Hurry up and go away!" A palace servant stepped forward to drive, and saw Ji Changye who was coming after him. After a while, he knelt down and salute. In any case, he never expected that the third prince of the dynasty, who was also the only direct son of the sage, was only equipped with a carriage when he returned to the capital, which looked extremely shabby.
Hey, it's really unpopular. Thinking like this, the palace servants can't help but show a bit of contempt.
Ji Changye glanced at him lightly, and led You Shu straight in. As early as when his mother passed away, he had seen through the warmth of human relationships and the scorching conditions of the world. He is no longer saddened by his father's rebuke, nor angry at the contempt of others, just because he knows that sooner or later he will ascend to the supreme throne and trample these people under his feet.
It is also a hard life. Although Youshu comes from modern times and was born in a wealthy and noble royal family, she has never lived in such a spacious and luxurious house. He looked here, touched there, and his eyes were full of surprise.
But to Ji Changye, this mansion can only be described as "simple". Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, which prince's residence is regulated by third-rank officials? As soon as he entered Beijing, he was severely beaten in the face, and I don't know how many people were watching jokes in secret. But so what, to make the emperor personally veto the previous will to ban him forever, Ji Changye has already won.
At the moment, seeing Shu Shu's bright eyes and the small dimples on her cheeks, Ji Changye felt more and more happy.
"Do you like it here?" He habitually poked the soft pit, fascinated by the warm and delicate touch of his fingertips.
Shu has nod his head. Here, the flowers and trees and the rockery are lined up. It can be said that it is three steps into a scene and five steps into a painting. Compared with the dilapidated Kaiyuan Temple, it is a world apart. Having experienced the devastation of the last days and being abandoned by her parents, You Shu has no extravagant desire for the quality of life, and she is extremely satisfied to live in such a magnificent place.
Ji Changye was very happy to see the young man, and the worry in his heart also dissipated.