Yu She sat quietly on the side, listening to Zhong Wan's script with a natural expression.
The folklore book, no matter how good it was written, was a little rough in front of the two of them, and there were some inconsistencies. Zhong Wannian could change it on the spot, but I didn't expect that Yu Xiaowang would never forget it, and he had already memorized it word for word. Every time I heard his proofreading, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
In comparison, Zhong Wan is simply sitting on pins and needles.
Forget the front, after reading the back, Zhong Wan relied on his own talents to be very affectionate, omitted a few sentences, and then polished up the front and back, delusionally trying to deceive the sky.
It's a pity he couldn't deceive Yu She.
Yu She sipped tea and interrupted him: "You missed a sentence... Turn it back and read it again."
Zhong Wan: "…"
"I saw that the clothes there were as thin as frost on the leaves in late autumn, only one layer of hazy, and Zhong Qing couldn't hold it any longer. He..." Zhong Wan closed his eyes and meditated, opened his eyes and continued to read, "Zhong Qing, he … he… "
Yu She looked at Zhong Wan calmly, with a bit of sarcasm in her eyes.
Zhong Wan couldn't hold it anymore, and threw the book on the table, "He doesn't want to read anymore!"
Yu She couldn't take it anymore, and laughed sullenly.
Zhong Wan's ears turned slightly red, he turned his head to look out the window, grinding his teeth, "You used to... obviously didn't understand anything..."
"I understood it later." Yu She laughed for a while before stopping, "But unfortunately, you've already left."
Zhong Wan didn't understand, "But... what a pity?"
"It's nothing." Yu She picked up the book and smoothed out the crease on the cover that Zhong Wan threw, "Does it look good?"
Zhong Wan gritted his teeth: "Okay, look."
Yu She smiled: "Then I'll give you some more later."
Zhong Wan's voice trembled, "You... have many more?"
Yu She nodded, "Naturally, in the study of Prince Yu's Mansion, there are more than ten bookshelves filled with your and my words, and there are many better ones than this one."
Zhong Wan: "…"
A faint light flashed in Yu She's eyes, "There are many more beautiful... than this book."
"Prince Yu, he..." Zhong Wan looked at Yu She in disbelief, "Does the old man know that the study in his house is full of words from his son and other wild men?"
Yu She nodded happily: "Of course I know."
Zhong Wan said with difficulty: "Didn't... kill you?"
Yu She shook her head: "He never touched me."
Zhong Wan didn't give up: "Where's the princess? Where's the emperor?"
Yu She smiled: "No one can control me."
Zhong Wan murmured: "I see..."
The smile on Yu She's face gradually dissipated, "It's just a collection of words, nothing else, they're very content, they don't care about me too much... Everyone knows, let me relax, it's alright It's not fun to do...maybe more troublesome."
Zhong Wan thought to himself, for example, to invite Emperor Chong'an to claim your throne. Another example is the self-invitation to lead troops in northern Xinjiang, which made the relationship between Prince Yu's mansion and Emperor Chong'an become delicate and tense.
Zhong Wan looked at Yu She with a complicated look, and wanted to know what happened in these years.
"You can't..." Zhong Wan couldn't help but said, "Okay?"
Yu She raised her eyes to look at Zhong Wan and smiled, "No."
Without waiting for Zhong Wan to ask why, Yu She said again, "I said... I just want everyone to have a hard time."
"This book is for you." Yu She suddenly issued an eviction order, "Let's go."
But Zhong Wan was not in a hurry. He slowly packed up the handwritten copy of Mrs. Shi, wrapped it up and hugged it. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Master Shi..."
Yu She looked at Zhong Wan.
Zhong Wan said, "Old lady... once told me about you."
Yu She raised her eyebrows: "That old guy doesn't like me... He never makes excuses for me. What did he say about me?"
Zhong Wan lowered his eyes: "Ziyou is different from Prince Yu, and he has a good personality."
Yu She seemed very disdainful, "When did he say that?"
It was Zhong Wanchun who happened to chat with Shi Jin about Yu Sheshi Shi Jin when he was staying in Shi Mansion before the test.
Zhong Wan concealed the truth, sweated secretly, and gambled: "It was mentioned in the letter the Grand Master sent me when I went to Qian'an for the first year."
Yu She was noncommittal and said indifferently, "So that's it... If he could live to this day, he probably wouldn't think so."
Zhong Wan was certain that something had happened to Yu She in the first year he left Beijing.
After coming out of the library, Xuan Congxin had just been sent out by his inner servant, and the two returned to the Qian'an Palace together.
In the study, Zhong Wan was holding the script, frowning tightly.
In the first year he left, everything was fine in the capital, what could happen to Yu She? So that his temperament changed
Or... Did he know something
Could it be that his life experience is really as rumored, a little strange, and he happened to know the inside story at this time
But this doesn't make sense, even if he is really the illegitimate son of Emperor Chong'an, can this force him to be like this
Now Yu She is crazy and doesn't want to make anyone feel better, this "anyone" also includes Prince Yu.
Yu Wangye treats him like a parent and child, and it is unfortunate to raise a son for others. Why should Yu She have to take revenge like this
Zhong Wan deeply remembered that Yu She, who was seven years ago, clearly respected his father and was very filial to Princess Anguo.
Zhong Wan turned back the book with the words in his hand, feeling a mess in his heart.
Good Ziyou... What the hell is going on
"When I was so hard on myself, I didn't drive him crazy..." Zhong Wan said to himself, "Such a person... At that time, he could completely collapse because of something, and he didn't even want to live, so he went to eat Hanshisan..."
At the same time, in the courtyard of Prince Yu's Mansion, Yu She was leaning on the couch of the imperial concubine by the window, whistling softly, teasing a bird hanging on the porch.
"Sir." Butler Feng came over with a fox fur blanket and put it on Yu She's lap, "It's cold outside, so close the window after a while."
"No hurry." Yu She instructed, "Get me two books, the ones on the shelf, whatever."
Butler Feng had a toothache when he remembered the books on the shelf, but he went to get them honestly.
After a while, Yu She raised his hand to take it and said, "I saw Zhong Wan again in the palace."
Butler Feng's expression changed, the word "Zhong Wan" was a demonic barrier to him.
Yu She looked up at him and smiled, "Don't worry... He's much better than before."
Yu She lightly rubbed the cover of the notebook in his hand, "I know the general situation very well, and I take care of the overall situation, but I have been frivolous for a long time... In order not to offend me, I actually put up with it."
Butler Feng pretended to be deaf, pretending that he hadn't heard the word "frivolous", and said embarrassingly: "Isn't this very good? They are adults, of course they can't be like when they were young."
Butler Feng pondered Yu She's intentions, and said, "But... Speaking of which, he was still likable for his unruly appearance when he was young. If he really lost his temper, it would be... boring."
"No." Yu She didn't think so at all, "It's just as interesting."
Butler Feng, I thought to myself, Young Master Zhong, I have helped you.
Yu She whistled, leading the birds outside the window to follow, and said after a while, "When Zhong Wan came to our house for more than half a year, once, I lost a bet with him... You know, I didn't know anything at that time. No, I don't understand anything, I'll be playing around with him in everything, and if I lose, I'll allow him to take him out to breathe."
Yu She looked at the heavy snow outside the window and said slowly, "We went to Zhenbaozhai in the west of the city, and happened to meet Shi Hong, the youngest son of Grandma Shi, who is even more rigid than his father."
"Shi Hong saw Zhong Wan, his nose was not a nose, his eyes were not eyes, and he questioned him harshly..."
"Obviously, he has been admitted to fame and has a place in front of the royal family, but he cannot testify for King Ning to reverse the case, which is incompetence."
"As the adopted son of King Ning, he was brought up by King Ning, but he didn't wear filial piety after King Ning's death, and there was no grief on his face. It was because of disloyalty and filial piety."
"The orphan of King Ning is now in a state of panic. As a righteous brother, he has no help at all. It is ungrateful and ungrateful."
"To live in the world, to be committed to the son of the enemy, is to be humble and shameless."
Shi Hong's sonorous, powerful and upright questioning words were still in his ears: "People like you... actually have the face to live in the world!"
Butler Feng didn't know that this was still happening, so he trembled with anger: "Why does he say that?! In that situation, Master Zhong was a half-year-old child, what could he do?! Knife to break through the Meridian Gate?! Go live? He lives so hard, how did the children of King Ning survive to this day? This Shi Hong…”
"I was also trembling with anger at the time..." Yu She looked out the window, "but Zhong Wan didn't argue a word, and instead instructed Shi Hong, saying that Shi Taifu was old, and in the heavy snow, the bones of the old man were loose and his legs and feet were not good. ,be careful."
Butler Feng looked at Yu She in disbelief.
"I found out later that he went out that day to find out about King Ning's children." Yu She looked out the window, "Look... that's the kind of person he is."
Such a person is ashamed to show his affection to others.
"Pretend to be good, pretend you don't care... It's just that the stinky fault is committed, or it's a habit, and it can't be changed."
Yu She opened the book and muttered to himself, "What has he changed? Obviously not, look... Even if I let him go later, didn't he leave me some fun?"
Butler Feng looked at Yu She's book "Two or Three Affairs of My Son in the Same World", he couldn't help laughing, and unconsciously remembered what happened six years ago.
Six years ago, in this other courtyard, Yu She, a young man who knew the past, locked himself in his room. He hadn't dipped in rice water for three days, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to die.
Butler Feng really thought at that time that the little master would trap himself in the room.
Coincidentally, the servant who was sent by the young Yu She to Qian'an two months ago to inquire about Zhong Wan's situation came back.
Butler Feng patted the door outside Yu She's bedroom for half an hour, and Yu She, who was not at all popular, pulled the bolt away and opened the door a crack.
The young Yu She's face was as white as paper, with a little blood on his lips, and his voice was hoarse: "How is he... how is it?"
Butler Feng hurriedly grabbed the dusty domestic servant over.
The servant didn't know anything, and when he saw Yu She's appearance, he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.
The young man Yu She sneered. He didn't want to listen any longer. He turned around and was about to close the door. Butler Feng slapped the servant on the back of the head in a hurry: "Speak up if you have something to say!"
The servant shivered and said intermittently: "No... I didn't see Master Zhong, but... But I heard, heard a recent rumor from Master Zhong, heard, heard people say, Master Zhong was in Qian'an, and when he caught someone, he said, say, say..."
Butler Feng hated that iron could not become steel, and kicked the servant, "What did Master Zhong say?!"
The servant was kicked to the ground, broke the pot, kowtowed and cried, "Master Zhong said! The ruthless and unrighteous Yu Ziyou is always in chaos and abandoned! If you don't get me, abandon me!"
The teenager Yu She's eyes were completely split, and after a few breaths, he vomited out a mouthful of blood that had been stagnant in his heart for days.
Butler Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly slapped him, coaxing: "Sir, you can't be in trouble, if you're good or bad, you, you, you... You and Young Master Zhong will never be able to tell for the rest of your life! He might even give you a filial piety! Sing to himself the little widow to go to the grave! Holding the lead of a widow, it will depend on you for the rest of your life!"
The young man Yu She gasped for a while, his voice trembling: "He... he really... "
The servant kowtowed: "Really!"
"Bah!" Butler Feng slapped himself after realizing it, "What are you talking about! Shizi, you must be fine! You have to live a good life just to clean up this dung pot!"
"He He… "
The youth Yu She "he" for a long time didn't say why, suddenly gasping for breath and laughing like a madman.
On that day, the young Yu She started to eat and take medicine. After half a month, he was in good health, but his temperament changed little by little.