Looking at the mountains and rivers

There was the sound of pattering rain outside the prison, and an autumn rain fell unexpectedly.Tomorrow morning will be ten days. At this time, Wei Changxuan's heart is surprisingly calm, even a little empty.

There was another knocking sound on the stone wall, interrupting Qiu Yu's sound, and the old man's voice came from across the stone wall: "Hey, boy, tell me, did those people forget you? It stands to reason that at this hour, It's time to send the meal of severed head."

Wei Changxuan smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter if you forget, you're going to die, is there still a mouthful of food?"

"You are open-minded." The old man clicked his tongue and sighed again, "Speaking of which, I really want to see what you look like before your execution?"

Wei Changxuan felt a little strange: "Oh?"

"I heard from the doctor of the Ministry of Water that the newly promoted General Wei is a first-class handsome man. On the battlefield, he unleashes his sword like a famous sword and kills all directions. Even the people of Yanyu are impressed by him, and he is called 'beautiful Yama' , The old man also became curious, and wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of character it is." The old man said, his voice lowered again, and murmured, "In the past, my colleague was also a person with outstanding appearance. I don't know how the two of you compare."

Wei Changxuan listened to his words, with a wry smile on his face, secretly thinking that the old man must have been in prison for a long time, so he would think about such irrelevant things.

At this moment, footsteps were heard on the long steps leading to the dungeon, and a gleam of light shone down along the stone steps.It wasn't the jailer who came in, but the warden of Dongcheng Prison. His shoulders were wet, and he obviously came in the rain.When he reached Wei Changxuan's stone cell, he stopped, took out a bunch of keys from his waist, and opened the door.

Wei Changxuan couldn't see any expression on his face, only felt that his eyebrows and eyes were as motionless as woodcuts, and he only stretched out his hand, as if inviting him to go out.

Is it possible to execute the sentence early?Wei Changxuan felt a little strange in his heart. He walked out of the prison door, but he didn't see the warden handcuffing him. The silent man just turned his back and held up the lantern to lead the way.Wei Changxuan didn't ask any more questions, and followed him slowly up the long steps. When they reached the top step, suddenly a crowd of people knelt down and said, "I respectfully welcome General Wei."

Wei Changxuan took a step back. He vaguely saw the identity of the people coming from the flickering firelight. They were all subordinates of Habayashi Weizhong. He couldn't help being a little surprised: "You..."

"General Wei." A familiar voice came, it was the only one standing in this group of people, he slightly cupped his hands, "The general's charges have been cleared, and the official's reinstatement order will arrive tomorrow. Take the general out."

Wei Changxuan was even more surprised when he saw his face clearly: "You are... Second Young Master?"

The night rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain rolled down the eaves of the tung oil carriage drop by drop, making a continuous and fine sound.The lights in the car were lit, but it was very bright, reflecting on the faces of Wei Changxuan and Yang Cong, both of them looked a little embarrassed that they hadn't seen for a long time.It was Yang Cong who cleared his throat, explained the past few days one by one, and then said: "Since Yang Jue was imprisoned, General Chen, Tang Shangshu and other adults have stepped up to exonerate General Wei. When I return to Prince Mu's mansion, the charge of robbing the clan's children will naturally be dropped..."

Hearing this, Wei Changxuan asked anxiously: "What, the Fourth Young Master returned home by himself? Did Yang Jue do anything to him?"

Yang Cong shook his head: "It's just that he's been hungry for a few days, and he'll be fed for the next two days, so he's fine."

Although Wei Changxuan heard what he said, his brows were still furrowed, obviously worried, and he said in a low voice: "I clearly sent someone to send him away from Beijing that day, why did he come back again?"

Yang Cong glanced at him with a half-smile: "It seems that General Wei is very protective of his fourth brother, and I'm afraid there will be even more unexpected things in the future."

Wei Changxuan was slightly alert, and glanced at him: "Second Young Master, what does this mean?"

Yang Cong smiled slightly, and did not answer, but said: "The general has also suffered these few days, so you should rest early when you return to the mansion, and you will enter the palace tomorrow to receive an order to thank you."

Wei Changxuan lifted the curtain of the car slightly, looked out, and vaguely discerned that this was the direction leading to the General's Mansion, and finally believed in his inexplicable exculpation, he was quiet, and said: "Second Young Master came back suddenly this time, But there is still such a thunderous method, which is really impressive. I remember that Yang Jue returned to Beijing so suddenly two years ago, except for Yang Dai, I did not expect that the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind, and the second son was the oriole."

Yang Cong smiled again, with a very bitter smile: "General Wei is joking, I know that there are people waiting under the tree with bullets, so how dare I be that oriole."

Hearing what he said, Wei Changxuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"General Wei, you used to be in Prince Mu's mansion, so you should know what I'm like in the mansion. I'm no better than other brothers. I came from a concubine, and no one took me seriously. I had to do what my elder brother told me in the past. Listen, I will do what my third brother told me, and I am called a brother to them, but I am not much different from a servant." Yang Cong stared at the fire in the car, and said slowly, "I just swallowed my anger, not for anything. Big ambition, all I want in my heart is to live."

Wei Changxuan looked at him silently.

"If the third younger brother is driven away, I will replace him and take charge of Prince Mu's mansion, then I will be too overwhelmed." Yang Cong said in a low voice, "Big brother held the power of Zuo Xiao's guards in his hand, but he was still not half as good as his father. The third younger brother is assisted by King Yong and the Lu family, so he has no choice but to be an idle prince. As for me, I have nothing. If the Lu family recovers and crushes me with one finger, what else should I do? Spring and Autumn Dream."

"It seems that the position of King Mu, which is so fiercely contested, is not so important in the eyes of the Second Young Master. I wonder what the Second Young Master values?"

Yang Cong looked at Wei Changxuan and smiled: "I just want to go back to the fief. Although the mansion there is far less than Mu Wang's mansion, it is free. I have two concubines, one is gentle and amiable, and the other is petulant and capricious. There are flowers planted in the yard, and birds under the eaves. What I wish in life is to take care of my mother for the rest of my life, and then look at the flowers and play with the birds every day. Talk to the gentle concubine Ji in my spare time, and talk to the tender concubine It would be best if you just quarrel with the savage one. It's disrespectful, but I don't want to be emperor when I have a day like this."

Wei Changxuan was stunned, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

"It's a pity..." Yang Cong sighed again, "I don't know if I can still live like this."

His sigh came inexplicably and had no deep meaning, Wei Changxuan vaguely sensed it in his heart, but he only lowered his eyes and slowly became serious.

Amidst the sound of rain, the carriage stopped suddenly.

"General Wei, the manor is here, please get out of the car." Yang Cong stretched out his hand and returned to his rusty and cautious look.

On the eighth day of September, just before the Double Ninth Festival, Wei Changxuan had just returned to his original post, and rode to the gate of Prince Mu's Mansion with a few personal soldiers.In the past, people giving gifts during festivals would line up from the inner courtyard all the way to the street outside the palace, but now it is deserted and deserted.

Wei Changxuan jumped off his horse, knocked on the door with one hand, and was greeted by a familiar face, it was Fang Ming, the former steward of the South Courtyard. When he saw Wei Changxuan, he grinned and said, "Brother Wei, I thought you had a heavy responsibility. Captain Qi must be busy for a few days, why do you have time to come today, are you here to see the young master?"

Wei Changxuan nodded casually, turned around and said, "Move the things in."

The soldiers behind hurriedly agreed to move the things they brought into the courtyard one by one, only a few jars of chrysanthemum wine and pastries, but the wine jars and food boxes were all sealed with cinnabar seals, presumably they were gifts from the emperor.

Fang Ming smiled: "It turns out that Big Brother Wei came to give the boxing gift, but now that the old stewards in this mansion are not here, I have the cheek to accept it first."

Wei Changxuan glanced at him: "The old steward is not here, aren't you the chief steward of the palace?"

Fang Ming was taken aback for a moment, then quickly smiled and said, "How dare I do that."

Wei Changxuan stood in the front hall, not in a hurry to find Yang Yan, but asked, "Where is the second son?"

"Zongzheng Temple and Dali Temple still have something to ask. They invited the Second Young Master there early in the morning. The old servant who used to handle the carriage for the old prince was also brought as a witness." Fang Ming lowered his head and said softly, "After all The matter of patricide is of great importance, it has already shocked the government and the public, if it is carefully investigated, it will take a long time."

Wei Changxuan nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a handsome young man slowly walking out from the corridor of the back mansion. He was dressed as a low-rank civil servant, but there was an air of pride in his brows. Very different from ordinary people.Just as he was looking at the man, the man also turned to look at him, and the two met face to face, and the civil servant immediately approached to greet him and said, "This must be the General of the Habayashi Qidu Weiwei." Yes, Wen Zhi, the humble imperial censor, met the general."

Wei Changxuan also immediately returned the courtesy: "Master Wen, there is no need to be too polite."

Seeing his slight hesitation, Wen Zhi noticed it naturally, and he smiled slightly: "The purpose of this humble job is to visit the Fourth Young Master, and General Wei is probably here for this reason as well?"

Wei Changxuan was startled for a while, then responded, and then asked: "Are Master Wen and Fourth Young Master old acquaintances?"

Wen Zhi smiled and shook her head: "The fourth young master is a learned man. The humble official and the fourth young master only have some contacts in poetry and books, so how dare we become old acquaintances." He paused, "It's getting late, and the humble official is leaving."

After sending Wen Zhi away, Fang Ming turned around and saw Wei Changxuan. He had a weird look on his face, looking ahead and wondering what he was thinking, so he stepped forward and asked, "Brother Wei, don't you want to go in and see the young master?"

Wei Changxuan answered irrelevantly, "Fang Ming, do you still remember those days when we were in the corner courtyard over there?"

Seeing that what he was referring to was the original northwest corner courtyard, Fang Ming couldn't help smiling wryly: "How can I forget this?"

Wei Changxuan sighed: "I seem to miss it a little bit."

The inner mansion of King Mu's Mansion is vast, and Yang Yan now lives in the attic behind the side hall of Qing'an Hall, which was originally the study of King Mu Yang Ye, called Moxue Pavilion.The mansion was extensively renovated by Yang Jue before, it is all magnificent and decorated with gold and jade, only the study room still retains its original appearance.

Although it was not late autumn yet, it was already a bit chilly. Yang Yan was wearing a plain cloak over his shoulders, leaning against the autumn window, as if in a silent trance.

As soon as Fang Ming led Wei Changxuan around the porch, he saw the young master's side face under the hollowed-out flower window. He felt that the face was reflected in the dim light of the afternoon, shining like jade, and his breathing was stagnant for a while.

Wei Changxuan ignored his sluggishness, walked straight over, stood in front of the flower window, and said softly: "Why are you sitting in the wind, be careful not to catch a cold."

Yang Yan seemed to be slightly startled, and he turned his head: "Wei Changxuan?" They parted for a long time, and experienced various twists and turns in between. At this moment, the two faced each other in a daze, as if they had a thousand words to say, but neither of them opened their mouths.

Fang Ming looked at the two of them from afar, scratching his head secretly: "I...I'm going to pour tea." After saying that, he turned and left.

Wei Changxuan walked into the pavilion, only to see Yang Yan was still standing by the window, his cloak was slightly shaken by the breeze, and the wild cranes embroidered on it seemed to be about to spread their wings and take flight.

He took two steps forward, pulled Yang Yan over from the window, and closed the front of his clothes for him. Before he could speak, Yang Yan touched his side face and said softly: "Wei Changxuan, you I lost weight, did I suffer a lot in prison?"

Wei Changxuan shook his head lightly: "I'm fine, but you have a very ugly face."

When Yang Yan heard this, he immediately lowered his head hastily, Wei Changxuan touched the top of his head, and said in a low voice: "Yexi, I sent someone to send you away at that time, why didn't you leave, and turned back to the palace Are you afraid that Yang Jue will kill you in a fit of rage?"

Yang Yan lowered his head and said softly: "I know it's dangerous to come back, but I'm worried about you." He quickly said again, "Third brother didn't do anything to me, I just..."

"It's just water for a few days, isn't it?" Wei Changxuan said with a heavy sigh.

Seeing that he knew everything, Yang Yan had no choice but to nod slightly: "Fortunately, the second brother came back in time."

"What if the Second Young Master doesn't come back?" Wei Changxuan looked at him, calmed down, and said slowly, "Or did you expect him to come?"

Yang Yan raised his head suddenly, there was a flash of astonishment on his face, and then he returned to his calm expression: "Wei Changxuan, what did you say?"

"Second son has not returned to Jian'an for many years, but after Yang Jue forced you to marry and I was sentenced to beheaded, I suddenly returned to Beijing. The timing is indeed very coincidental." Wei Changxuan paused, and then said, "Right now, Yang Jue's charges have not yet been determined. On the other hand, the impeachment memorials in the imperial court were submitted repeatedly, treason, deception, and patricide, how could the second son think of these serious crimes, and even if he thought of it, he couldn't do it so tightly."

When listening to him say these words, Yang Yan's expression didn't change a bit, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

Wei Changxuan looked at him for a long time, what he saw was obviously a familiar face, but there was a vague aura of strangeness in the corners of his eyes and brows, he sighed: "Yexi, I always think of you as the one in the snow Crying child, I am afraid that if I am not careful, you will be blown off by the wind and wander around. It turns out that I was wrong, and before I knew it, you had already grown up." When he said this, he smiled wryly With a voice, "That's right, you are the fourth son of Prince Mu's Mansion, you can't be a little lamb forever."