Zong Duo and Zong Yue left Beijing together.
Both go south, but there are two places.
Song Ming also left with Zong Duo, and this time Wanshu didn't make a fuss, anyway, she didn't make a fuss on the surface, as for whether there was any in private, Pan'er couldn't possibly know.
This left three children one after another, even though Pan'er had always been big-hearted, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely.
Fortunately, there are still Wan Yao and Zong Ju, but Pan'er can't help but think again, if Wan Yao and Zong Ju are grown up in a few years, what will she do then
Sixteen came to mind somehow.
She always thought that Shiliu would come at that time in her previous life, and she had a lot of children, so she has been drinking the child-preventing medicine prepared by Doctor Dong all these years.
Zong Cong also meant to tell her not to regenerate, so as not to hurt her body, now she can't help but wonder if it's time to stop the child-repelling medicine.
Of course, it was just thinking about it. After all, there were still several years before Shiliu came. Apart from Shiliu, she did not plan to have any other children.
Especially as the children grow older, they are no longer just mother's children, but also have their own lives. The chicks will leave their mother one day, and Pan'er feels this way now. It's as if the whole heart has been divided into several parts, and she can at most leave another part for Wanmao Zongju and Shiliu, and there is nothing else she can do.
Summer passed and autumn came, autumn passed and winter came, and on the day of the winter solstice, Pan'er received a letter from Zong Yue.
In the letter, he described some of what he saw and heard after he went to Yangzhou. The tone was mainly relaxed. From Huaiyang cuisine to the eight scenic spots in Yangzhou, he also went to Taizhou and witnessed a salt smuggling by private salt dealers.
Although he didn't mention any danger in the letter, Pan Er could still understand that the process was not simple.
But she should believe in Zong Yue, he was able to make a fortune for himself in his previous life, and he can do the same in this life.
Pan'er has received a lot of letters over the years, most of which were sent back to Beijing from Pidao.
There are those who have Zongqian, and those who are tactful. Sometimes the letters from the two of them will not be sent back at the same time. It seems that they suddenly think of their mother, and they will send back the letters if they have something to say. Pan'er felt that the two children were not far away from him.
She also developed the habit of answering letters.
I will go back to each letter carefully, talk to the children about the capital city, what you ate today, what happened to your father, the fish in the pond, and even Wanwan, and talk about only the mother and daughter. Can speak his own words.
Of course, they occasionally wrote letters, not only for Pan'er, but also for Emperor Father, Zong Ju and Wan Yao.
Anyway, as far as Pan'er knew, there were letters between Wanrong and the Wanrong sisters, but she didn't know the details. Wanmao is also a little clever, if she wants to read the letter that the eldest sister wrote to her mother, she will not let her read, so she and her mother hide the little secrets that belong to her and the eldest sister.
So after reading Zong Yue's letter, Pan'er thought that there was nothing to do right now, so she went to the study and asked Bai Shu to grind ink for her, and she wrote back and forth.
She wrote completely ecstatically, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Bai Shu was obviously wearing a light blue padded gown, how did it turn into yellow and black fox fur sleeves
Looking up again, it was Zong Cong.
He half rolled up his sleeves, and he didn't know how long he had been studying ink for her.
"When did you come?"
"I've been here for a while." Seeing that the ink in the inkstone was almost gone, he put down the ink ingot and said.
Pan'er followed his gaze, landed on the letter written by her son, and couldn't help but glance at him: "Could it be that Yue'er didn't write to your father?"
Of course it was written, but it was written in secret.
Can you speak your own words on the secret book? Say hello at the end at most.
It may be limited to the identities of father and son, king and minister, and they are destined to be alienated from their father when the children grow up. It's not the strange kind of alienation, it's just that it will never be like talking to your mother, you can talk coquettishly, and you can tell your mother some small things that happen around you.
Can Zong Cong say that he is a little jealous
Anyway, it's not been a day or two since she was jealous. Wanrong was jealous before she got married, and felt that her daughter and son were raised for nothing.
"What did Zong Yue tell you?" He lifted up the hem of his robe, and sat down on a chair beside him.
The plate didn't move, but the writing speed increased.
"What can I say. How about we exchange views?" She shot him a glance as she spoke.
He received the wink quickly and accurately, and smiled meaningfully.
In fact, this is just a joke, both of them have a tacit understanding, just like Zong Cong can ask Pan'er, but just casually say a word, and Pan'er is the same.
It's not that Zong Cong deliberately hid the government affairs from her, but that he knew that he was away from home and touched the chain of interests of the majority of people.
There are so many vicious and vicious people in this world who are bold enough to ransack their families and kill their heads for the sake of money. Zong Yue's going to Yangzhou will definitely not go smoothly. Pan'er knows about this, but it will only add to her troubles.
So the secret papers about business affairs were delivered to Qianqing Palace, and the letters with gossip to calm the queen mother's heart were delivered to Jingren Palace.
Pan'er scanned the reply letter very quickly with his eyes, thought for a while and added a sentence at the end, but he didn't put down his pen until he went to Shaoxing.
She went to Zong Cong's side, sighed and said, "I just hope everything goes well."
He took her hand and patted it: "Don't worry, it's okay."
Actually nothing happened.
It was originally a private patrol in micro-services. Except for a very few people in the palace, many people did not know where the prince had gone.
Prince Rui declared to the outside world that he was going out of Beijing to take a look around, so he regarded it as a cloud tour. It took a while for the prince's disappearance to be discovered.
Regarding this, Zong Cong did not take the initiative to mention it, so naturally no one dared to ask him face to face.
Inevitably, when someone asked the queen, Pan Er never answered directly, she just said that the prince has always been a brother and sister, and she missed the third prince and the fifth princess, so it was naturally misunderstood that the prince had gone to Phi Island.
When Pan'er asked Zongyue in the letter if he would go to Shaoxing, he didn't know that Zongyue was in Shaoxing at this time.
He traveled from north to south, saw Yangzhou and Taizhou, and even witnessed some problems with his own eyes, but he still felt that his understanding was not thorough enough, and he needed to be more thorough, but there was a kind of I had no idea what to do, so I couldn't help but think of what my mother said, Shaoxing is a good place, and the masters in Shaoxing are of great use.
Besides, during this journey, he has also heard many deeds of Master Shaoxing, so he decided to take a trip to Shaoxing.
Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, just take it as a tour.
On the day Zong Yue arrived in Shaoxing City, Shaoxing City was extremely lively.
He didn't understand this kind of excitement, so he only found out after asking about today's exam release date.
The literary style in Jiangsu and Zhejiang has always been at its peak, and all dynasties and dynasties have been a major province of imperial examinations, and the number of talents in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is also known to both inside and outside the court.
In particular, Shaoxing area has always been a place where talents gather together. Five or six out of ten talents in Zhejiang come from Shaoxing. It's just that there are too many talented people.
Think about how many people are taken every time the imperial examinations are taken. If you take it, you will lose him. If it is not in Shaoxing, you can choose any place, and it is extremely easy to take the exam for a scholar. Boss.
Therefore, every time the rankings are released in the academy examination, it is the time when the people in Shaoxing City are most interested in talking about it.
It should be noted that in their hearts, it is absolutely no problem to be able to pass the Shaoxing examination as a scholar, and to be a candidate in the provincial examination. The local people in Shaoxing admire talents, but the talents they admire are all talents among talents.
And this year's court examination, there was a thirteen-year-old scholar, who was still the head of the case.
The whole Shaoxing city was in a sensation.
It was also Zong Yue who would choose the place, and the restaurant he was in happened to be not far from the government office.
As soon as I found out what was going on here, I saw a group of people walking downstairs, and many passers-by were pointing.
This group of people was dressed as scholars, all of them were refined and refined, but they walked with their chests out, showing a high-spirited attitude.
Zong Yue has sharp ears and eyes, and has already heard some people below say that this group of people is the newly promoted scholar.
"Brother Fengfu, we agreed to get together and treat it as a celebration. Why are you so disappointing?"
"It's not that I'm not making fun of you, but I'm waiting to go home."
"Brother Fengfu is the case leader of this court examination. You are gone, what's the point of us?"
"Exactly."
"Exactly."
Because of the entanglement downstairs, Zong Yue couldn't help but glance over.
I saw that the person who was called Feng Fu's good brother was a handsome young man, he didn't seem to be very big, he was a head shorter than the others, but he was born with delicate features.
Especially a pair of eyebrows, flying into the temples, there is a feeling of high spirits.
"It's really something at home today, don't blame my virtuous brothers, how about I treat you to a drink another day?" Fang Fengfu bowed again and again, laughed with him, begged for mercy, and let him go.
And here Zong Yue burst out laughing, the thirteen-year-old chief of the desk can be regarded as a genius.