Those Years In Quest Of Honor Mine

Yu She sat quietly on the side, listening to Zhong Wan read the script with a natural expression.

No matter how well written the folk tales are, they are a little rough in front of the two of them, and there are some things that don't make sense. Zhong Wan can change them on the spot when he reads them, but I didn't expect that Yu Xiaowang has a photographic memory and has already memorized word by word. Every time I heard his proofreading, the corners of my mouth curled up slightly.

In comparison, Zhong Wan is like sitting on pins and needles.

Forget it before, but at the end of the reading, Zhong Wan relied on his own talent and affection, skipped a lot of sentences, and then polished the front and rear, in an attempt to deceive the world.

It's a pity that Yu She couldn't be fooled.

Yu She sipped his 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 the frost on the leaves in late autumn, and there was only one layer of hazyness. Zhong Qing couldn't hold on any longer. He..." Zhong Wan closed his eyes and meditated, opened them and continued to read, "Zhong Qing He He……"

Yu She looked at Zhong Wan leisurely, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Zhong Wan finally couldn't hold back anymore, and threw the book on the table, "He doesn't want to read it anymore!"

Yu She couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed in a muffled voice.

Zhong Wan's ears were slightly red, he turned his head to look out the window, gritted his teeth, "You used to... obviously didn't understand anything..."

"I understood everything later." Yu She laughed for a long time before stopping, "But unfortunately, you have already left."

Zhong Wan didn't understand, "But...what's the pity?"

"It's nothing." Yu She picked up the script, smoothed out the creases on the cover that Zhong Wan had dropped, "Does it look good?"

Zhong Wan gritted her teeth: "Okay, look."

Yu She smiled: "Then I'll give you some later."

Zhong Wan's voice trembled, "You...have more?"

Yu She nodded, "Naturally, in Yu Wangfu's study, there are more than a dozen bookcases filled with books about you and me, and there are many more beautiful books than this one."

Zhong Wan: "..."

A faint light flashed in Yu She's eyes, "There are many more gorgeous than this book..."

"Prince Yu, he..." Zhong Wan looked at Yu She incredulously, "Does he know that his study in the mansion is full of his son and other wild men's scripts?"

Yu She nodded happily: "Of course I know."

Zhong Wan said with difficulty: "Didn't... kill you?"

Yu She shook his 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 story books, and they didn't do anything else. They are very content and don't care about me too much... Everyone knows, let me rest, If you have nothing to do, you won't be happy...it may be more troublesome."

Zhong Wan thought that it would be like going to invite Emperor Chong'an to take away your throne.Another example is that he asked to lead troops in northern Xinjiang, which made the relationship between Prince Yu's Mansion and Emperor Chong'an delicate and tense.

Zhong Wan looked at Yu She with a complicated expression, really wanting to know what happened in these years.

"You can't..." Zhong Wan couldn't help but said, "Okay?"

Yu She looked up at Zhong Wan and smiled: "I can't."

Without waiting for Zhong Wan to ask why, Yu She said again: "I said... I just want to make it difficult for everyone."

"This book is for you." Yu She suddenly issued the order to evict the guest, "You go."

But Zhong Wan was not in a hurry anymore, he slowly packed up Mrs. Shi's handwritten copy, wrapped it up and hugged it, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mr. Shi..."

Yu She looked at Zhong Wan.

Zhong Wan said, "Old Madam Fu... once told me about you."

Yu She raised his eyebrows: "That old guy doesn't like me...he never pretends to me, what did he say about me?"

Zhong Wan lowered her eyes: "Ziyou is different from Prince Yu in that he has a kind nature."

Yu She seemed very disdainful, "When did he say that?"

It was Zhong Wanchun who happened to chat with Shi Jin when he was staying in the Shi Mansion before the exam when he was chatting with Shi Jin about Yu She's Shi Jin.

Zhong Wanyin concealed the truth, sweated secretly, and took a gamble: "It was mentioned in the letter to me by the Taifu during the first year I went to Qian'an."

Yu She was noncommittal, and said indifferently, "I see... If he could live to this day, he probably wouldn't think so."

Zhong Wan was sure that something happened to Yu She in the first year he left Beijing.

After coming out of Zangshu Pavilion, Xuan Congxin was just sent out by the servants, and the two returned to Qian'an Palace together.

In the study, Zhong Wan was holding the scripture book and frowning.

In the first year he left, everything in Beijing was fine, so what could happen to Yu She?So that his temperament changed drastically?

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 it doesn't make sense, even if he is really the illegitimate son of Emperor Chong'an, can this force him to be like this?

The current Yu She is crazy and doesn't want to make anyone feel better, this "anyone" also includes Prince Yu.

Prince Yu treated him like his own son, it would be very unlucky to raise a son for someone else, why should he be retaliated by Yu She like this?

Zhong Wan deeply remembered that Yu She, who was seven years ago, obviously respected his father and king, and was also very filial to Princess An.

Zhong Wan took the notebook and turned it over, her heart was in a mess.

Well done Ziyou...what's the matter?

"I tried to die like that back then, but I didn't drive him crazy..." Zhong Wan said to himself, "Such a person... could completely collapse because of something at that time, and he didn't even want to live, so he wanted to eat cold food powder..."

At the same moment, in the other courtyard of Prince Yu's Mansion, Yu She was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch by the window, whistling softly, teasing a bird hanging on the porch.

"Your Majesty." Steward Feng came over with a fox fur blanket and covered Yu She's lap, "It's cold outside, please close the windows after a while."

"No hurry." Yu She ordered, "Get two books for me, the ones on the shelf, whatever."

Thinking of those books on the shelf, Steward Feng felt a little bit of a toothache, but he went to get them obediently.

Not long after it was delivered, Yu She raised his hand to take it, and said, "I saw Zhong Wan again in the palace."

Steward Feng's face changed, the word "Zhong Wan" was a demonic obstacle 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 story book in his hand, "I'm very knowledgeable and considerate of the overall situation. I've been belittled for a long time... In order not to offend me, I actually endured it."

Steward Feng pretended to be deaf, pretending he didn't hear the word "frivolous", and said awkwardly, "Isn't that good? We're all adults now, so of course we can't be like when we were kids."

Steward Feng pondered Yu She's intentions, and said again: "However... speaking of it, it's still attractive to be unruly when you are young. If you really lose your temper, it's... boring."

"No." Yu She didn't think so at all, "It's just as interesting."

Butler Feng, I thought to myself, Master Zhong, I have helped you.

Yu She whistled, leading the birds outside the window to chirp, and teased for a while, "When Zhong Wan came to our house for more than half a year, once, I lost a bet with him...you know, what did I do at that time?" I don’t know anything, I don’t understand anything, I’m going to play around with him when I play with him, if I lose, let him take him out to breathe.”

Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Yu She said slowly, "We went to the Zhenbaozhai in the west of the city, and happened to meet Mrs. Shi's youngest son, Shi Hong, the young son of Shi, who is even more rigid than his father."

"Shi Hong saw Zhong Wan, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, so he asked him sharply..."

"It is incompetent to be unable to testify and reverse the case for King Ning even though he has already obtained a good reputation and has a place in the imperial court."

"As the adopted son of King Ning, he received great kindness from King Ning's upbringing, but after King Ning died, he didn't wear filial piety, and there was no trace of sadness on his face. It was disloyalty and disfilial piety."

"Ning Wang's orphan is in constant fear all day long. As a brother-in-law, he doesn't help him at all. He is ungrateful."

"To survive in the world, to commit oneself to the son of the enemy is shameless."

Shi Hong's sonorous and upright questioning words are still in my ears: "A person like you... unexpectedly has the face to live in the world!"

Butler Feng didn't know about this incident, so he trembled with anger: "Why did he say that?! At that time, Master Zhong was a half-old child, what could he do?! He was killed in the prison with his head bumped to death, or was he still holding his mouth? Going to break into the Meridian Gate with a knife?! Live? He doesn’t live, how did the children of King Ning survive to this day? This Shi Hong..."

"I was also trembling with anger..." Yu She looked out the window, "But Zhong Wan didn't refute a word, but told Shi Hong, saying that Shi Taifu was getting old, and in the heavy snow, the old man's bones were loose, and his legs and feet were not good enough. Well, be careful."

Steward Feng looked at Yu She in disbelief.

"It was only later that I found out that he went out that day to find out about Prince 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 deep affection to others.

"Pretend to be good, pretend not to care... It's just that the stinky problem has committed, or it's just a habit, and I can't change it."

Yu She opened the book and muttered to himself: "What happened to him? Obviously not, you see... Even if I let him go later, didn't he still give me some fun?"

Steward Feng looked at the "Two or Three Things About My Son and I" in Yu She's hand, dumbfounded, and unconsciously remembered what happened six years ago.

Six years ago, also in this other courtyard, the young man Yu She, who knew the past and the past, locked himself in the room. He hadn't touched rice water for three days, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to die.

Butler Feng really thought that the little master would trap himself to death 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 has returned.

Steward Feng patted on the door outside Yu She's bedroom for half an hour, and Yu She, who was not at all angry, pulled the door bolt and opened the door a crack.

Young Yu She's face was as white as paper, with bloodstains on his lips, and his voice was hoarse: "How... how is he?"

Butler Feng hurriedly dragged the dusty servant over.

The domestic servant didn't know anything, and seeing Yu She's fierce ghost, he was too scared to say a word.

The young man Yu She sneered, he was not in the mood to listen any more, he turned around and was about to close the door, Feng Steward slapped the servant on the back of the head anxiously: "Say something quickly!"

The servant trembled, and said intermittently: "No... I haven't seen Master Zhong, but... But I heard a recent rumor about Master Zhong. I heard that Master Zhong was in Qian'an. If he caught someone, he would kill him." Say, say, say..."

Butler Feng hated iron for being weak, and kicked the servant, "What did Master Zhong say?!"

The domestic servant was kicked to the ground, smashed the pot, kowtowed and cried loudly: "Master Zhong said! Yu Ziyou, who is ruthless and ruthless, abandons me from beginning to end! If you can't get me, abandon me!"

The young Yu She's eyes were shattered, and after a few breaths, he spat out the blood that had been stagnant in his heart for several days.

Butler Feng breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly patted him, and coaxed: "Your Majesty, there is nothing wrong with you. If you have something good or bad, you, you, you... You and Master Zhong will never be able to tell for the rest of your life." He might even wear mourning for you! Sing to himself the little widow going to the grave! Leading the introduction of a widow, I will depend on you for the rest of my life!"

The young man Yu She panted for a while, his voice trembling: "He...he really..."

The servant kowtowed: "Really!"

"Damn!" Steward Feng slapped himself belatedly, "What are you talking about! You must be fine, my lord! You have to live well just to clean this shit pot!"

"He He……"

The young man Yu pardoned "him" for a long time without saying anything, and suddenly he gasped and laughed, mad like a lunatic.

On that day, the young Yu She started eating and taking medicine. Half a month later, his health was in good condition, but his temperament gradually changed little by little.