You Shu walked slowly to the front of the carriage, and saw Zhao Yusong looking at him with a strange expression. His eyes were bright, his brows were wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth seemed to rise, but he tried to suppress it because of the scruples in his heart.
Has Shu studied micro-expressions and knew that he was trying to control the ridicule and contempt in his heart because of his outfit? In the blink of an eye, he suddenly understood that when the Wang family just came to Beijing, where could he go to find out what the ninth prince likes? Naturally, the only option is to ask a concubine or send a servant. The information received by the servants was passed down by word of mouth, which was far from the truth, and those wives who were not used to seeing the big house, how could they sincerely help? What's more, they will release fake news and wait to see the big room jokes.
No matter how unpredictable the ninth prince is, Zhao Yusong, who is a companion, will more or less know his likes and dislikes. The servants sent by the Wang family don't have to think about it, they will definitely go to his yard to listen. The Zhao clan has very strict rules, and the second house of the Zhao family is even more rigorous in running the family. Everyone else has heard about his yard, so it is impossible for Zhao Yusong to be ignorant.
That's why he saw his expectant and smirking expression before, right? Maybe he also has his handwriting in this dress? Thinking of this, Yushu wanted to remove the forehead and camellia from her head, but saw Wang rushing over, carefully pinning a delicate purse around his waist, and exhorting, "Mother warns you, this body Clothes are not allowed to get dirty or messed up, let alone change them at will! This is made by the mother who stayed up all night to make it, and the mother has seen every stitch and thread in person, and you can wear it again with a crown on another day!"
Youshu never ignores or even ignores the goodness of others to him. Such precious thoughts, in the previous life, in the previous life, were wanted but could not be obtained, and this life will naturally be cherished. It doesn't matter if they are deliberately evil; it can be ridiculed; just let them go, as long as the mother is happy. Anyway, mother wouldn't know about those things outside, and he wouldn't care about the strange eyes of others.
Thinking like this, You Shu withdrew her hand, obediently, as if she hadn't noticed Zhao Yusong's malicious intent.
The two took a carriage to the Flower and Bird Square, which was bustling and crowded, and they had to get off the bus and walk. Zhao Yusong kept laughing along the way, for fear of being noticed by his younger cousin, and covered his mouth with a jade-bone incense fan.
Youshu didn't care how strange his eyes were, and found that Mrs. Wang really understood herself. She didn't put any spices in her purse, but put a lot of pine nuts in her pocket, and nibbled it in the palm of her hand, looking extraordinarily leisurely. The two walked up to a teahouse, and saw someone at the window on the second floor beckoning and shouting, "Brother Cangji, here!"
"Come on!" Zhao Yusong smiled and waved his fan, Shi Shiran stepped over the threshold.
You Shu also planned to follow up, but saw an old man across the street carrying a stack of candied haws for sale. The bright red and bright hawthorn looked very attractive, and there was a strong smell of maltose. In his last life, he followed Mama Song, and he never got anything good to eat. Only when Bai Shao went to temple fairs, he would secretly buy him a bunch of candied haws. It was the only sweet taste in his bitter years, and once he tasted it, he would never forget it.
Even if he followed his master to a day when he had no worries about food and clothing, he would buy one from time to time, hold it in his hand and lick it slowly, reminiscing about the joys and sorrows of the past, and all kinds of tastes linger in his heart. It feels very strange.
He carefully put the pine nuts back into his purse and ran to the old man, ignoring him and calling his cousin.
Zhao Yusong called for a few times before giving up, shaking his head and going upstairs, only let the servant look at it for a while, and then take it to the private room after someone buys something.
"What's your little cousin wearing today? Is it really fancy and heavy makeup?"
As soon as the door was opened, someone laughed and ridiculed. Zhao Yusong looked up, but it was Xue Wangjing, the son of Dingguo Gongfu, whose name was Uncle Zi, and another companion of the Ninth Prince. He was joking at himself, but he still looked at the ninth prince who was sitting on the head with a good show, as if he was deliberately offending the other party.
Zhao Yusong didn't think he was embarrassed, and only smiled bitterly, expressing that he was also very helpless. He hated the big house more than anyone, especially Zhao Youshu, who almost caused the Zhao family to fall into a crisis of genocide. The Zhao family looks like Zhongming Dingshi, but in fact, they have already been unable to make ends meet, especially the second house, which is responsible for the family's income, has reached the point of selling the land to make ends meet. His mother's dowry was very little left, and in order to help the big house deal with the aftermath, he pawned a lot more, and now there is only one empty shell left.
He usually doesn't dare to open his mouth when he sees something valuable, and there is resentment and hatred in his heart, but it is not very strong. But on the day when the big house came back, he actually pulled more than a dozen cars of property, and Zhao Youshu was even more extravagant, how to wear it, what kind of money he used, and made a naive appearance that he didn't know the world. garish.
Even at the age of sixteen, he failed the Tongsheng test. Such a waste is also worthy of being on an equal footing with himself. How high or low? Because of the jealousy and hatred in his heart, and the fact that his parents often talked in his ears about how the big house was a drag on the Zhao family, how he didn't care about the situation, and how he didn't care about the overall situation, Zhao Yusong's disgust towards Zhao Youshu naturally increased day by day.
He can usually ignore him, but he wants to hit the muzzle of the gun, and he actually tries to curry favor with the ninth prince through himself, without seeing what happens to those who deliberately curry favor with the ninth prince? After being entangled for a long time, he chanted a few words in front of the ninth prince, but Xue Wangjing, who had a bohemian temperament, listened to him, and that's why he came up with today's idea.
A group of people waited in the teahouse early in the morning, just to appreciate the ugliness of Zhao Yusong's cousin. Xue Wangjing also brought many small attendants, gathered in the private room to have tea and chat, laugh and play, but did not dare to provoke the first person.
Others don't know what the ninth prince's temperament is, but they have a little understanding. It is said that the ninth prince is arrogant and ambitious, both civil and military, and he will definitely be the master of rejuvenating the family and the country and unifying the Kyushu in the future, but they vaguely know that the ninth prince has a very strange personality. , but because he does not care about all things in the world.
Yes, he doesn't care about power status, gold and silver treasures, or even relatives and friends. His dark eyes are always dead and silent, making people dare not look at him. If he stares at him for a long time, he will feel suffocated unconsciously, as if walking in an endless wilderness, or falling into an abyss. One moment he was still chatting and laughing, and he was in a good mood, but the next moment he could look gloomy and kill someone. You would never guess what he was thinking, let alone what he liked.
Although I can't guess what he likes, what he dislikes occasionally shows up, just like this moment. He gently swiped the tea with the lid of the cup, and said solemnly, "I heard that your fifth cousin is also called Youshu? Why are there so many Youshus in the world?"
This name has been a legend for generations as early as the Ming Dynasty. I heard that the famous Emperor Zongsheng never married because he was too infatuated with a young man named Youshu. And he has achieved countless great achievements in his life, and the various hardships before he ascended the throne are quite miraculous. At that time, people actually deified him, and only felt that no matter what he did, it was good, and there was a reason. Because of this, the Kyushu Continent, which was originally quite shy of the south wind, has become popular and popular since Emperor Zongsheng unified the mountains and rivers.
The trend of men applying fat and powder, and wearing hairpins and jades also began to rise from that time, and it has not changed to this day. No matter the common people or the nobles, they are full of curiosity about the legendary "Youshu" who bewitched a generation of overlords with their beauty in the prosperous age. If there is a child with outstanding appearance in the family, it is likely to be named this name.
It is a pity that the portrait of You Shu, which was originally treasured in the royal family, was divided among the princes during the nine kingdoms fight for hegemony, and then burned down in successive years of war. Although Xia Qichao kept the only one, it was too old and was often touched by successive emperors.
How beautiful Yushu really is is now an unsolved mystery. And since the fifth Zhao family was named "Youshu", it can be seen that his appearance was not bad when he was young. So someone came to the window and joked, "Which is your fifth cousin? Show it to us. That is the legendary beauty!"
"What kind of crooked melon and cracked jujube is also worthy of being called Youshu?" Only at this time will the ninth prince show genuine disgust, as if he can't stand anyone named Youshu in this world. This is also the reason why Zhao Yusong brought You Shu to him.
The big house wants to cling to the ninth prince? Let's see if he agrees! However, no matter how deep the malice was in his heart, he would not let others notice it, so much so that he saw the Zhao family's joke, so he immediately returned to protect him, "My fifth cousin's appearance is not peerless, but it is not bad, and he looks very Yuxue cute. ."
"Yuxue is cute? Are you describing a six- or seven-year-old child?" Xue Wangjing patted the table and laughed.
The ninth prince frowned in disgust, and asked again, "I heard that he has yin and yang eyes and can see ghosts? How can there be ghosts and gods in this world, it's just filth hidden in people's hearts."
This is a clear accusation that You Shu relies on the theory of ghosts and gods to be grandstanding, her mind is impure, and the disdain in her words cannot be hidden. Xue Wangjing and the rest of his followers laughed sarcastically, Zhao Yusong had to stand up and bow, racking his brains to defend the fifth cousin, looking sad on the face, but very satisfied in his heart.
There must have been Shu who met the Ninth Prince today, and would never have the chance to see him again. If he was unlucky, he might be ridiculed and degraded, and he would be ridiculed.
You Shu bought candied haws, and under the guidance of the servant, found the private room, and before she opened the door, she heard a very familiar voice. He was ecstatic and rushed in, but just when he heard the last sentence, it was like a basin of cold water pouring down his head, causing his heart and blood to freeze. Even after more than 600 years, the master's hatred and vigilance towards ghosts and gods have not changed.
No, after all, something has changed. He is a few years younger, his elegant and handsome face is stained with evil and violent, and his originally warm and clear eyes are like bottomless cold pools, without a trace of warmth. He looked at himself as if he was looking at a stranger who had never lived his entire life. He had the same appearance, but concealed a different soul. He was the master, but not the master.
The ninth prince, he is indeed the reincarnation of the master. You Shu was already convinced of this, opened her mouth slightly, and called out "Master" stupidly, and then the belated sadness and the grievance of being abandoned and exiled all flooded into her heart. But he desperately held back the tears that were about to pop out of his eyes. Even after 600 years, his promise to his master remains unchanged. He will carefully maintain a distance from him and never let his special abilities become his hidden dangers and troubles.
If we don't know each other, why should we recognize each other? When a stranger, it's good to look at it from a distance.
When You Shu was still in a daze, everyone in the house was attracted by the banging sound of the door slamming open, and they turned their heads to look back, and then froze. They never imagined that the legendary ignorant and incompetent Lin'an mansion's number one dude would actually look like this! Pink toot, meaty, round face, round eyes, round small mouth, even the earlobes on both sides are round, it looks really cute Yuxue! Just this appearance, it's so cute that people's hearts are melted.
Among them, the ninth prince was the most rude. The teacup in his hand had been overturned, and the hot tea poured on his thighs along the edge of the table could not bring him back to his soul. As soon as the young man entered, he was sucked all his attention away. To be honest, his appearance is not peerless, but his temperament is exceptionally unique. He is like a cloud, a snowdrop, a drop of nectar, quietly burrowing into your heart, and disappears when you feel the sweetness to explore.
The ninth prince was both flustered and happy, and he didn't know where the flustered joy came from. He couldn't think at all, and subconsciously replied, "Master? Who is your master?" If the young man really wanted to please himself as Zhao Yusong said, he would go straight up and say that he was his master, and he would immediately go down. , and be with him every day from now on. Very good, very good!
He was excited, but he didn't know why, so he just followed his feelings. He wants to have Shu, yes, he is the only one in the world who deserves to be called "You Shu", the rest are all fakes! All damn fakes!
However, when he was nervous, he forgot to soften his expression and tone. This question had a hint of disgust. Not only did Zhao Yusong and the others misunderstand, but even Youshu's face was pale and his eyes were moist. This scene is like a reappearance of the previous life. If the master drives him away in person, it will probably be the same tone. He doesn't want to be his master anymore, whether it's in his previous life or this life.
Youshu restrained his sadness and said, "I'm sorry, Caomin overstepped the rules. Caomin knocked on His Highness the Ninth Highness, and asked His Highness to forgive his sins."
The ninth prince was full of suffocation and blocked in his throat, almost not being suffocated to death. His face flushed red for a moment, before he waved his hand, "Get up, sit down." He was referring to the vacant seat beside him.
Due to his strong momentum, even the two companions did not dare to get too close to him. Over time, his left and right positions were empty, and no one was allowed to occupy them. However, he took the initiative to invite him today, and such an unusual move immediately attracted everyone's attention. But Youshu didn't want to dangle under his nose. If it wasn't for the task given by his parents, he would have wanted to go home now, so he struggled and hesitated and was not seated for a long time.
When the ninth prince had itchy fingers and wanted to pull the boy to his side, the valet standing behind him suddenly exclaimed, "No, Your Highness, you have been scalded by the tea!" This cup of tea was served by him himself. He naturally knew how hot it was, and immediately panicked.
If the ninth prince rubbed off a hair, Emperor Zhongkang would be furious, be held accountable, not to mention burn off a layer of skin. A group of people hurriedly gathered around to check it out, while Shu stepped back. It's not that he's not worried or not, but so what? He heard the conversation between the master and everyone clearly. The current self, to the master, is just a villain who clings to the powerful, more unbearable than in his previous life.
So, let the good memories stay in your heart, and don't add trouble. Moreover, this beauty is only remembered by him now, and it becomes wishful thinking to say it, and it is despised by others. You Shu walked around the door silently, licking the candied haws one after another, looking far away.
When the young man stepped out of his sight, the ninth prince felt an unprecedented anxiety. If he had a sword around his waist, he wished he could slash all those who stood in his way.
"Go away!" He kicked away the valet who wanted to roll up his trouser legs, pushed Zhao Yusong and the others away, and hurriedly chased the door, just looking at the big, round-eyed boy who was licking the candied haws. Right. Seeing himself with a distorted face in the eyes of the other party, the ninth prince panicked in his heart, and quickly adjusted his state.
"You haven't left yet?" He stopped abruptly and asked in a hoarse voice, his pounding heartbeat slowly returning to normal.
Youshu nodded and looked down at the hem of his clothes, which was soaked with tea. He tried his best to hide it, and he showed a trace of concern uncontrollably.
The anxious ninth prince suddenly seemed to drink the nectar and jade liquid, and his mouth was full of sweet and greasy taste. He couldn't help but smack his lips and slowly smiled. This smile was extremely short-lived, and when the valet chased after him, he became unpredictable and uncertain again.
"His Royal Highness, let's go back to the palace to see the imperial doctor right away? If the blisters are scalded, it will be troublesome!"
"No problem." The ninth prince patted the hem of his clothes indifferently.
"It's better to roll up the trouser legs and let the minister wait for a look." Zhao Yusong was very cautious, and Xue Wangjing also followed suit.
You Shu was pushed away by the crowd and had to retreat to the stairs. He thought about it, and felt that today he was unable to complete the task assigned by his parents. The master has lived a very beautiful life in this life, there is no shortage of servants, and there is no shortage of flattering people, and the fact that he has yin and yang eyes has been introduced to Shangjing from Lin'an Mansion, and it will inevitably become his taboo.
That's all, go back and explain it to your parents, they will be considerate. If you can't go to Yangzhou, you can also go to Suzhou. The big deal is to go to Shuzhou and Guizhou. It's a little farther away, and it's more dangerous, but the food is equally delicious.
Thinking of this, Youshu went downstairs with the candied haws in her hand. As soon as she walked halfway, she heard someone shouting in a panic, "Zhao Youshu, does this king allow you to leave? What kind of etiquette is this?"
The ninth prince didn't want to be so harsh on the young man, but if he didn't, how could he keep him? If he really is as flattering as Zhao Yusong described, he can't wait to stick to it when he sees him, wishing he could carry himself back to the palace, that would be great! But he is not. His eyes are clear and translucent, and there is no sneaky thoughts at all. He is not arrogant, but timid. He almost burst into tears when he asked a word from himself. Make him feel bad.
He is like a ceramic doll, teaching him that he can't hold it in the palm of his hand, but it seems to be smeared with oil, and if he can't hold it firmly, it falls to the ground and shatters. The ninth prince had only met him once, but he seemed to have known him for hundreds of years. He was so familiar with his frown, smile, and every move that he was so familiar that he could draw every strand of his hair when he closed his eyes.
Since birth, the ninth prince has to be windy and rainy. For the first time, he realizes what it means to be unable to keep, to ask for, not to get tired of seeing, but not to dare to touch it.
He wanted to have Shu, but he didn't know how to get him. Seeing that he wanted to leave, only a bad voice could call him back. If you are timid, you may be frightened, but he can't take it anymore. When the two slowly get to know each other and slowly get to know each other, he will treat him well, let him understand that he also has a soft bowel and a deep affection, as long as he wants, he can give it.
This feeling came so intensely and unexpectedly, but miraculously, the Ninth Prince did not feel the slightest hesitation or entanglement. He knew from a young age that he had to fight for what he wanted, otherwise there would be nothing but an empty dream.
If hesitation made Youshu an empty dream for him, he would not dare to think about the terrible consequences.
Youshu really stood still, frowning and looking back, "Then I'll say goodbye to you now, okay?"
"No." The ninth prince tried his best to calm down the anxiety in his heart, and waved, "Come here, help this king to the medical center to check the injury."
"Don't you go back to the palace to see the imperial doctor?" You Shu questioned in a low voice. Where is the hospital on the street comparable to the Tai Hospital? What's more, the master has a prominent position in this life, no one dares to offend, and naturally no one is secretly poisonous.
The two of you asked and I answered, and their attitudes were very familiar, and the ninth prince seemed to be a domineering dictatorship, but in fact there was a hint of intimacy and gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes. This is extremely rare, and it can even be said that he has only seen it in his life. The few people who were not very familiar with him had not noticed it yet, but the valet, Zhao Yusong, and Xue Wangjing had a storm in their hearts.
Does this look right? It must be Xia Qichao who can ask His Royal Highness to look right in the eye! Xue Wangjing was full of emotion, but Zhao Yusong was mad with hatred. No one knows better than him the benefits of clinging to the ninth prince. He can lift your hand up to the sky at will, and he can knock you down into the abyss with a snap of his fingers.
The second room of the Zhao family was only based on the relationship between Zhao Yusong and the ninth prince that gradually gained a firm foothold in the capital and became prosperous. If it was replaced by You Shu and the ninth prince had blue eyes, everything in the second room would be a big room sooner or later. No, can't let that happen!
When Zhao Yusong fell into anxiety, Youshu had no choice but to support the ninth prince and moved downstairs step by step. The ninth prince, who was still walking fast just now, now looks like a disabled man with a broken leg. Youshu had shortened his entire head, and when he moved him to the hospital, he was sweating profusely, but he was still holding the string of candied haws in his left hand, reluctant to let go.
The ninth prince thought it was funny, but he kept the matter in his heart, and planned to let the royal chef carefully study the method of sugar gourd when he went back, and try all kinds of fruits and syrups, so as to tease this gluttonous boy.
You Shu hastily licked the melted maltose, unaware that someone was staring at the tip of her pink tongue with anger in their eyes.