He said he wanted to bring lotus cakes, and Rong Tang thought about it carefully and brought a few more kinds of cakes.
Su Huaijing is suspicious and acts too deliberately, which results in more harm than good.
The land price in Songjing Lane where the Li Mansion is located is very expensive, and the neighbors are basically all court officials. This shows Li Changfu's ambition for a career in politics.
Shuangfu went to knock on the door, but the doorman took a long time to answer. When he came out, he saw a luxurious carriage. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded and bowed: "Who is this gentleman?"
Shuangfu: "Prince Ningxuan."
The doorman quickly apologized with a smile, "Your Highness, you came at an unfortunate time. My master is going to a banquet at the Wukang Earl's residence today and cannot come back for a while. Why don't you go back first? I will report to you when your master comes back and I will definitely visit you tomorrow."
It was just right that Li Changfu was not here. Rong Tang did not want to have any contact with him at all. He got off the carriage after hearing this. Shuangfu understood and said with a serious face: "My young master is the Prince of Ningxuan, who was personally appointed by the emperor. How can a small doorman like you tell him to go back?"
The concierge panicked: "This..."
Rong Tang put his fist against his lips and coughed a few times, then said gently, "I'm not feeling well, so I want to use your house to rest and have a drink of water. I think Lord Li wouldn't refuse if he were in your house."
Not only would he not refuse, if he knew that the Prince of Ningxuan was coming in person, Li Changfu would probably rush to greet him.
The doorman hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside to make way: "Then please follow me, my lord."
"Thank you." Rong Tang said with his head down.
After passing through the screen wall, the concierge wanted to take him to the living room, but Rong Tang stopped on the cobblestone path, raised his hand and pointed to a small courtyard in the west, and asked, "Which master of the mansion lives there?"
The doorman's expression changed and he said, "It's the residence of my cousin."
Rong Tang nodded: "In that case, please take me there, little brother."
As he spoke, he tilted his head to look at Shuangfu, who took out a few silver coins and handed them to the doorman.
The concierge immediately smiled and said, "My Lord, please follow me."
This courtyard was adjacent to the back door. The last time he sent Su Huaijing back, the carriage was parked in the back street. This time, when he entered the courtyard, he saw no one.
Rong Tang originally wanted to wait for him, but when he walked into the house, he was stunned.
Li Changfu's official position did not seem high in the eyes of the powerful families in Beijing, such as Wang Xiuyu, but no matter how high it was, he was still a fourth-rank official.
Emperor Renshou himself came to power through rebellion, so he knew that he had to use both kindness and severity to deal with his subordinates to prevent them from having ulterior motives.
Therefore, the salaries of officials in Dayu were not low but quite considerable, not to mention the "ice tribute" and "charcoal tribute" paid by local officials every year. Although Li Changfu had just arrived in Beijing, he was definitely not so poor that he could not even afford a place for his own nephew to live.
But whatever Rongtang saw, even Shuangfu's bedroom was not as good as his.
An old four-fold screen divided the inner and outer rooms. There was a narrow bed in the inner room, which was just big enough for a teenager of about thirteen or fourteen to lie down on, but an adult would need to curl up to lie down on it.
There was a soft couch near the window in the outer room, which was slightly longer than the bed. Judging from the position of the bedding, Rong Tang had reason to suspect that Su Huaijing had been sleeping on the couch these days.
The window paper was worn out and had several holes in it. Although it was February, the capital was experiencing a cold snap and it was still chilly at night. It would be easy to catch a cold if you slept like this.
Rong Tang felt a surge of anger and his steps became much faster. He walked to the couch and lifted the quilt, and he became even angrier.
So damp and thin!
The original text rarely describes the villain, so when it mentioned the plot that Su Huaijing schemed to cause Li Changfu to be dismissed from office and investigated, a group of people in the comment section were outraged and scolded the villain for being heartless. Even if his uncle was wrong, he had fed him well for nearly ten years. If it weren't for Li Changfu, how would he have had the opportunity to keep a low profile
Li Changfu is a villain and a cannon fodder. Readers want him to die, but they hope he is killed by the male protagonist. Once they find out that it is the villain who is in the limelight, they feel extremely angry. Rong Tang is puzzled.
At that time, he didn't understand why the big villain would condescend to deal with a small cannon fodder, but ever since the Fengyue Tower incident, Rong Tang felt that this man deserved to die.
Compared to drugging, harsh treatment seems nothing.
—If Rong Tang didn’t know that when Su Huaijing was young, he took the initiative to give Li Changfu a night-shining pearl worth ten thousand gold as a reward for being raised and protected by his family.
He suddenly didn't dare to think about how much suffering Su Huaijing had endured in order to make the villain grow more evil and corrupt, which was not written in the original text
Rong Tang was furious, his heart aching. He walked around the yard a few times, stepped out and asked the servants, "Where is the cousin?"
Not to mention the servants in the Li Mansion, even Shuangfu and Shuangshou were shocked and exchanged glances at each other.
When had they ever seen their young master so angry? He looked like a beast whose reverse scales had been touched, or a wolf whose cubs had been stolen. It was frightening to look at.
Rong Tang coughed a few times, his brows slightly furrowed, and his irritability leaked out.
He asked his servant to lead the way and took Shuangfu to find Su Huaijing, and also asked Shuangshou to do the job for him.
The system, which had remained silent the whole time, inexplicably felt as if it had seen the original host again. He was flamboyant, unbridled, and full of energy. Even if he was trapped in a shell that could die at any time, it could not stop his dazzling light.
The host hasn't said anything these days, but it's really... too hard. His soul is locked up, and he's old and frail like a zombie.
Even it can't stand it.
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In the Shangwen Pavilion of the Li Mansion, a newly hired teacher was giving a lecture. Six low tables were placed in two rows at the bottom. The Li family members were listening to the teacher's lecture, and Li Panyan was also sitting among them.
She still thinks that sending Su Huaijing to the bed of the Prince of Wukangbo was a good thing for him. Besides, her father's attitude towards Su Huaijing has been much better these days. She naturally thought that the plan was successful, so her way of getting along with Su Huaijing returned to normal.
—It seemed as if what she sent over that day was not a drugged cake, but a diving platform for a carp to leap over the dragon gate.
The teacher was lecturing on "The Doctrine of the Mean" today, but she found it very boring. She sat in her seat and painted with a brush, while Su Huaijing knelt on a cushion beside her and ground ink for her.
Bi Xin was so angry watching from outside the house that she wanted to go in and stab Li Panyan to death with a poison needle rather than seeing her master being bullied by her like this.
Bi Xin's eyes were red with anger, but she still stared at the house until she heard a noisy sound of footsteps outside the yard. She restrained her expression and looked back.
Outside the Moon Gate, a young man surrounded by people had a face as warm as jade and a temperament as bright as the moon. He wore a dark red cloak and a rabbit fur collar. His attire was not suitable for the season, but it made the early blooming flowers around him lose their color.
Bi Xin watched him walk anxiously to the corridor and look inside through the window. At that moment, she felt that the angrier on this man's face was even angrier than her own.
Rong Tang was very angry, extremely angry, extremely, extremely angry.
He didn't care at all whether this was someone else's house or an uninvited guest. He walked straight to the door, pushed it open and interrupted the teacher's lecture.
"I didn't know that Lord Li's house was so tight, and even the work of grinding ink was left to the master!"
He was so angry that his voice became a little louder. His low body temperature rose and his face finally showed some color.
Rong Tang walked to Li Panyan's desk, pulled Su Huaijing to protect him behind him, and his movements were a bit rough, so ink splashed on Li Panyan's face. She exclaimed softly: "Ah!"
Rong Tang glanced at her coldly and kicked over her desk. Before the teacher could reprimand him, he said, "A gentleman's conduct is to cultivate oneself in tranquility and to cultivate virtue in frugality. The teacher did not teach students to be cautious in the beginning of their studies, but instead allowed the atmosphere of ease and enjoyment to spread throughout the school. What is your intention?"
The old man, who was over fifty years old, was stunned by his question. He puffed his beard and glared, pointed at him with shaking fingers, and said "you, you, you" for a long time without any further words.
Rong Tang was still angry, and said in a deep voice: "Our Great Yu has been passed down for a hundred years, and now is a good time for the people to be rich and strong. Ambitious people all hope to learn literature and martial arts to serve the country and nurture the people. Sir, you are knowledgeable and should know that a strong youth means a strong country, but you turn a deaf ear to injustice and ignore injustice, allowing students to bully their relatives and friends. Forgive my shallowness, I personally think it is better not to take this class!"
As he turned around, Li Panyan had already stood up and was glaring at him. She was covered in black ink, and her pretty face looked extremely ugly in Rong Tang's eyes.
He didn't even bother to talk to her, and just said coldly: "Miss Li, if you don't want to use your hands, I don't mind cutting them off for you."
Li Panyan's face turned pale instantly.
Rong Tang looked around at the Li family members who were eager to make a move in the study hall, and said loudly, "Come here."
Four guards rushed in from outside the house. Rong Tang grabbed Su Huaijing's hand and went out, saying in a cold voice: "Smash it for me."
Bi Xin watched the whole process outside the house, her eyes were redder than before. If it weren't for her master's plan, she would have rushed to Rong Tang and kowtowed to him twice.
After looking at Su Huaijing deeply, Bi Xin wiped her face and pretended to be worried and panicked, and went into the house to help Li Panyan, hoping that she would die suddenly!
Rong Tang grabbed Su Huaijing's hand and strode along the Li Mansion Garden. He was so angry and heartbroken that he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Su Huaijing followed him all the way, her hair floating in front of her eyes from time to time, adorned with a light blue headband.
He narrowed his eyes.
This is the second time I have met this prince.
The first time, she broke into the courtesan's room in Fengyue Tower with a heavy heart and without any warning. She seemed relieved to see that he was safe and sound, but also seemed inexplicably angry. She took the initiative to find a doctor to remove the effects of the medicine for him, and then said a bunch of half-truths to trick him into getting engaged.
At first, Su Huaijing thought he was just a variable, so he asked Xingfeng to keep a close eye on him.
It turned out that the variable was really a sickly person. He was unconscious for three days after returning from Fengyue Tower, which made Su Huaijing couldn't help but doubt what he was trying to do.
These days, I have been hearing news about him from Xingfeng: the prince told the princess that he was going to get married, the prince cleaned up a wing room with the best light in his yard, the prince wanted to paint the wall to look like a pepper room but was stopped, the prince ordered the craftsmen to make the most luxurious furniture, the prince almost bought out all the books in all the major bookstores in the capital...
He was clearly too weak to even leave the door, but he seemed to be making full preparations to 'enter the door'.
Su Huaijing couldn't see through him, but he didn't care much. After all, from his plan, Prince Ningxuan's Mansion was much better than Marquis Wukang's Mansion. There was no reason for him not to take it when someone personally delivered the springboard.
Just go with the flow.
Today was the second time they met. The sickly boy had finally managed to go out, but he still came to see him exhausted and angrily. He lost his temper. In his eyes, the trivial matters that he had long taken for granted were so small that he had to smash the whole house in the eyes of a child to vent his anger.
Li Changfu was a utilitarian person, so the teacher he hired was naturally not very good. He had average knowledge and a poor character. Over the past half month, he had been ordering him around in the private school.
Su Huaijing didn't take it to heart. He had a special way of revenge on everyone who bullied him. In two days, Li Changfu would receive news that his wife and children were robbed of all their property by bandits on their way to Beijing. Li Panyan would also be sent to the bed of the Prince of Wukang by her greedy father.
Qin Pengxuan is lustful and fickle, so he might favor and protect Li Panyan for a while. But once the effect of the peach blossom medicine wears off, a concubine with no name, no status and no children will only live a miserable life in an environment like that of the uncle's mansion.
He has plans for everyone and clearly anticipates everyone's outcome, so even if he is targeted and bullied, he remains calm and doesn't feel angry.
But someone kept barging in unreasonably, standing in front of him without hesitation, protecting him behind her like a hen protecting her cubs, and talking like a little firecracker, as if he was even angrier than himself. He suddenly found it interesting.
The hand I held was warm and cool. I was wearing so many clothes but still felt so cold. I held his hand so tightly but it didn't warm me up at all.
Su Huaijing even thought with some amusement that this little prince, who was like a beauty lamp, would probably be dizzy for three days again when he returned home today.
Well, it’s because of him that I got so angry.
Su Huaijing chuckled softly, grabbed Rong Tang's wrist with his backhand, put two fingers on his pulse, and asked softly, "Why are you so angry? Aren't you going to marry me into the mansion? Why do you care about them?"
A pear tree was in full bloom in the dilapidated courtyard of the Li Mansion. Su Huaijing stood under the tree, speaking in a gentle and gentle tone, looking at him and smiling: "Hmm? Husband?"
(End of this chapter)