On the second day, many rare treasures were sent to the Prince's Mansion one after another, and the entire main hall was piled up to the brim.
Yin Wenzheng just sat there watching, and when all the things had been placed, he ordered someone to scatter some broken silver and closed the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
Ruojian handed over a cup of tea and asked, "Is the crown prince unhappy with so many valuable things?"
Yin Wenzheng closed his eyes and let out a sneer: "These things don't mean much to me, they are just given by the old man to keep his mouth shut." After saying that, Yin Wenzheng got up and put the teacup aside casually , said in a deep voice, "After all, he protected the chief culprit who killed me. Wouldn't it be chilling if he didn't do anything?"
"But-"
"What is the princess doing?" Yin Wenzheng interrupted her.
Ruojian lowered her eyes to block her fluctuating emotions, pursed her lips and said, "It's rare to see the sun today, and when the servant came from the other side of the yard, I saw him basking in the sun."
Yin Wenzheng let out a "hmm", just as he took a step, he turned his head as if remembering something, opened the brocade box on the top, and took out a hairpin from it.
Ruojian's eyes lit up: "Isn't this the jade hairpin?"
"Yes." Yin Wenzheng held Liu Yuzan.
Ruojian looked at him expectantly, as if the hairpin was already in her pocket. But after Yin Wenzheng answered, he took the jade hairpin and went out the door, heading towards the courtyard. The smile on her face faded little by little, and finally became expressionless.
Today is indeed a rare good weather.
Outside the house where Jiang Tangzhou lived was a huge yard, in which was planted an old locust tree about a hundred years old, the sun passed through the gaps in the leaves and cast mottled shadows on the ground, listening to the rain turned the imperial concubine in the house The chair was moved out and placed under the shade of the locust tree to block the harsh sunlight. Jiang Tangzhou was lying on the chaise longue chair for a nap at the moment, and he didn't know if he was asleep or not.
Ting Yu saw Yin Wenzheng coming in, and just as she was about to attach herself to salute, Yin Wenzheng raised her hand to signal her to be quiet.
Ting Yu looked at her master, then at Yin Wenzheng, but still kept her mouth shut.
But Yin Wenzheng hadn't taken two steps closer when Jiang Tangzhou said, "Tingyu, go and make me a pot of chrysanthemum tea, my mouth always feels a bit lacking in taste."
Just as Ting Yu was about to move, Yin Wenzheng turned around and took over Ting Yu's work.
The chrysanthemums were sprinkled into the teacup, and the heat from the hot water gave off a hint of the fragrance of chrysanthemums. Yin Wenzheng swayed before putting the chrysanthemum tea into Jiang Tangzhou's palm, and said in a low voice: "Be careful! hot."
Jiang Tangzhou was taken aback, and suddenly opened his eyes to look at him: "... when did you come?"
"It's been a while." Yin Wenzheng waved his hand, signaling for the rain to subside.
There were only the two of them left in the huge courtyard, Jiang Tangzhou half sat up on the imperial concubine chair, took a sip of chrysanthemum tea, and then said: "I heard that the palace sent a lot of rare things over? "
"yes."
Yin Wenzheng lightly stroked the thing in his sleeve, and was about to take it out, when Jiang Tangzhou said again: "This is stuffing your mouth with something."
Yin Wenzheng didn't speak.
Jiang Tangzhou smiled: "It seems that you don't care too much about these things. Indeed, there are so many rare things in the world, and there is no difference between one or two. The emperor rewarded them, and they couldn't be sold for silver flowers." .”
Yin Wenzheng felt that Jiang Tangzhou's words had really entered his heart—but when he said this, Yin Wenzheng suddenly couldn't take out the jade hairpin in Yin Wenzheng's sleeve.
Maybe Jiang Tangzhou didn't think of this jade hairpin as a good thing at all.
Jiang Tangzhou continued to ask, "What are you going to do?"
"What should I do?" Yin Wenzheng pretended to be stupid, "Live your own life, be careful at ordinary times, and just be careful not to be murdered again."
Jiang Tangzhou knew that he wasn't telling the truth, but he didn't ask. He was more curious about another thing: "I've always wondered how we escaped? At that time, there were no less than twenty people besieging us outside the cave. You took me out of the encirclement, but I didn't believe it at all."
Yin Wenzheng raised his head and took a deep look at him: "Do you really want to know the answer?"
"A little curious."
"We can exchange." After a moment of silence, Yin Wenzheng said, "It just so happens that I have one thing that I'm also very curious about."
"What?"
"That day I clearly saw you were poisoned with my own eyes, and after you fled into the cave, you did show signs of being poisoned," Yin Wenzheng said here, Jiang Tangzhou's face changed slightly, and he was keenly aware of it. I noticed it, "But why did I ask someone to ask you for a doctor after that, but your body seemed to be disintegrated, and it didn't exist at all? What kind of secrets do you have?"
The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke—as if they were waiting for the moment when the other's defense line was breached.
It seems to be more competitive.
Unfortunately, none of them were defeated.
After a very long time, Yin Wenzheng broke the silence and laughed lowly, "A Tang, since we all have our own secrets, it's better not to spy on each other."
Jiang Tangzhou closed his eyes and lay back down again: "You are right."
Yin Wenzheng looked at his sleeping face, mottled light and shadow cast on half of his face, changing positions as the sunlight moved from side to side. In this way, Jiang Tang Zhou looked extraordinarily white—unprecedented white.
With his eyes closed, Jiang Tangzhou suddenly felt that the light shining on his right cheek was gone, so he opened his eyes and saw Yin Wenzheng's bony hand.
He tilted his head and looked at Yin Wenzheng: "What?"
"Block the sun for you." Yin Wenzheng said.
"..." Jiang Tangzhou frowned slightly, and then said, "I might prefer to stand under the sun."
Yin Wenzheng seemed to feel the same way, he withdrew his hand, clenched it tightly, and then stared at his fingertips for a long while—there was dust jumping on them, a rare sight in Kyoto.
At this moment, Yin Wenzheng suddenly felt that Jiang Tangzhou might be his kind. They had lived in the dark for too long, so when they saw a little sunshine, they wished that they would be wiped out in the sun.
A few days later, Jiang Tangzhou heard from Yu that Ling and Jin were really locked up and could not leave the gate of their house.
But at the same time, he also heard another breaking news, saying that Lu Yanfeng was going to the border, and the undefeated young general who had appeared countless times in Jiang Tangzhou's ear was about to return to the imperial court.
He was quite curious, but his curiosity was not enough to make him go out for a stroll, so after listening to Yu finished speaking, he still looked lazy and only replied "Is that so".
Ting Yu was very anxious: "Master, you can't stay in the house all the time, you have to go out for a walk, it's good for your health!"
After the scorching sun that day, it rained for several days in a row. The weather was gloomy and the ground was wet. Jiang Tangzhou didn't like this kind of weather, so he hadn't gone out for several days.
The rain finally stopped today, and Jiang Tangzhou didn't intend to go out, so he was anxious to hear the rain for a while.
After all, Ting Yu dragged his father out, Pian Jiangtangzhou still looked lazy, and let Ting Yu drag him forward, Ting Yu had no choice but to comfort himself, at least he walked a few steps.
The two walked towards the lake.
After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of a quarrel, which was vague and unclear. Jiang Tangzhou didn't intend to find out, but Ting Yu stopped and poked his arm lightly.
"What's wrong?"
"There was a girl over there who accidentally spilled something in her hand on the ground, and was scolded bloody."
This is really a very normal thing—Jiang Tangzhou laughed lowly: "Didn't you often do such things when you were young, and you were often scolded?"
"But I always have my master to tell me the truth!" After Ting Yu finished speaking, the more she looked at the girl, the more familiar she looked, and finally remembered, "It wasn't that when we were in the palace, a pair of sisters died... What's your name?"
Jiang Tangzhou became a little interested at this moment: "Yan Qing?"
"Yes, it's her!" Ting Yu clapped his hands and remembered, "I remember, there were two maids in my master's dowry at that time, one was me and the other was her. I haven't seen her since I came in , who would have thought that he would be sent here to be bullied... Isn't this a slap in the face of you?"
Jiang Tangzhou sighed and said, "Do you still want to go shopping?"
Ting Yu saw that his expression didn't change, and he didn't dare to be the main Jiang Tangzhou to pull the girl, he hesitated to speak a few times, but finally said nothing.
She knew that Jiang Tangzhou's status in the mansion was also embarrassing, so she didn't dare to really let her own temper and make too many demands on these matters.
In the evening, Ting Yu went to the small cafeteria for Jiang Tangzhou and came back with a bowl of bird's nest. When she opened the door, she saw someone serving vegetables for Jiang Tangzhou. Just as she was about to express her objection, the woman who served the vegetables turned around and possessed herself: " Yanqing met Sister Tingyu."
Ting Yu's eyes lit up, and he said happily to Jiang Tangzhou, "Master!"
Jiang Tangzhou said: "Anyway, people who come in in my name must be brought to my side so that they won't be bullied. Beating a dog depends on the owner."
"Master, are you calling Sister Yanqing a dog?" Ting Yu didn't give any face, and just pointed it out.
Jiang Tangzhou smiled wryly: "How can you understand it like this?"
However, Yan Qing knelt down firmly and kowtowed on the ground: "Whether it is to be a dog or a cow or a horse, Yan Qing is willing. Yan Qing's life was taken back by the Lord, even Yan Qing Qing's two younger sisters were able to enter the earth safely because of the master... Yan Qing will do whatever the master tells Yan Qing to do."
"Get up now." Jiang Tangzhou ate a mouthful of porridge and said calmly, "Your life is your own, you have to hold it carefully, no one else can take it."
Yan Qing sniffed and didn't speak, but her eyes were filled with tears, and she nodded heavily after a while: "Yan Qing knows."
Ting Yu quickly went to help her up, and said in a low voice: "You will know after a long time, our grandfather is a very good person."
Yan Qing smiled, thinking that she already knew that Jiang Tangzhou was a very good person.
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