Those Years In Quest Of Honor Mine

Yan Pingshan looked at the faint bruises in Zhong Wan's eyes, wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

Zhong Wan saw it, and raised her eyes: "What's the matter? Say something if you have something to say."

Yan Pingshan couldn't hold back his thoughts, he looked down at the half bowl of medicine in his hand, and said in a low voice: "If you had lived honestly in Prince Yu's mansion back then and had no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, you wouldn't have ruined your body now In this way..."

Zhong Wan laughed.

"What did you think you were going to say?" Zhong Wan told Xuan Congxin to put on the modified fox fur for him, disapprovingly, "I can live a good life, they..."

"I was born with a low life, and I can't live a good life."

Yan Pingshan couldn't hear what Zhong Wan said about himself, and wanted to refute. Zhong Wan was the most impatient to talk about this, so he got up and said, "Ask you something."

Yan Pingshan said, "What?"

Zhong Wan got out of bed, went to sit in front of the charcoal basin, stretched out her hands to hold the brazier, and said casually: "Uncle Yan, how many other blood relatives are there? I mean King Ning."

Yan Pingshan didn't quite understand, "The prince's blood relatives, aren't there many?"

King Ning was born in the royal family, and his blood relatives spread all over the capital, not to mention the people living in the palace, if they were closely connected with each other, he might be involved with any great family.

"I mean... from my own family." Zhong Wan lowered his voice, "It's inconvenient to go to Beijing. I don't know when the next time will be. I want to avoid other people for a while after I recover from my illness. Let's see which family is not rich, donate to others, Xuanrui and the others are inconvenient to show up to do these things, I don't mind."

Yan Pingshan thought about it, but after thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't say anything.

"Where are there relatives to visit?" Yan Pingshan sighed, "The prince's natal family's Zhongfu fell down many years ago, and it took so much effort to find you who have already passed the fifth service." , where else is there?"

Zhong Wan frowned slightly, "Three or four blood relatives."

If counting relatives, Yan Pingshan is right. Although Zhong Wan is also surnamed Zhong, he has long been in the same family as Zhongfu, and he and King Ning can't even be regarded as relatives, otherwise he would not have been implicated and survived. .

Zhong Wan herself is by no means one of the three or four blood relatives of King Ning.

From the point of view of Yan Pingshan, there was nothing to ask, Zhong Wan couldn't help it, felt leg pain after sitting for a while, and lay back down again.

Zhong Wan's health is much worse than when he was young. Back then, he was interrogated for three months in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, and after he came out, he struggled with wits and courage with Steward Feng every day, but no matter how hard or tired, all he needed was a good night's sleep There was nothing wrong with it, but now it can't work. It took six or seven days for a small wind and cold to completely recover.

During Zhong Wan's illness, the Qian'an Palace closed its doors to thank the guests. It only said that Xuanrui, the king of Qian'an, was ill.

Fortunately, there were not many people who were willing to walk with Qian'an Palace, Xuanrui was able to deal with it, and those who did not dare to deal with it easily, all who could hide.

"But this can't be avoided." Zhong Wangang sent the little eunuch who delivered the decree away, "The Empress wants to see Miss tomorrow."

Xuan Rui seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and said uneasy: "What is she... seeing Congxin?"

"I haven't seen it, want to see it?" Zhong Wan was not sure, "But I just asked the little eunuch who delivered the decree. Not only did I want to see her, but many princesses and princesses will enter the palace tomorrow, and there are also young ladies like this." The daughter of the clan, it should be... the end of the year, let's meet together."

Xuan Rui was worried, "Can you say she's sick?"

"It's best not." Zhong Wan pondered for a moment, "The empress is very considerate. If she claims to be sick now, the empress will probably reward the doctor with medicine. When the illness is cured, do you want to thank her? If the empress thinks of her again, will she Will we meet again?"

Zhong Wan shook her head: "When the time comes to see her alone, it would be better to mix with a bunch of people tomorrow. It's okay, I'll send her there tomorrow."

Xuan Rui thought for a while and felt that Zhong Wan was right, so he nodded helplessly.

The next day, Zhong Wan personally sent Xuan Congxin into the palace.

Same as last time, Zhong Wan got out of the carriage early, he walked to Xuan Congxin's sedan chair and told him a few words, Xuan Congxin was calmer than her two brothers, agreed in the sedan chair, and asked Zhong Wan to go back to the carriage quickly , and told him to go back when he felt cold, and he didn't have to wait.

Zhong Wan smiled, touched the purse in his sleeve, and went to take care of Xuan Congxin's servant.

Before Zhong Wan could speak, the servant bowed and said respectfully: "Please also invite Young Master Zhong to enter the palace together, the Holy Majesty wants to see you."

Zhong Wan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The last time Xuanrui and Xuanyu entered the palace, what they said and did, Xuanyu told Zhong Wan exactly when he came back, and Zhong Wan also thought that Emperor Chong'an might not be at ease, so he also wanted to meet himself and remind him Type a few words.

Unable to avoid what should come, Zhong Wan helped the servant who was saluting to him, pushed the purse in his hand into the other's hand, and smiled faintly, "Our lady is entering the palace for the first time. Take care of me a lot."

Ten years in the palace remained unchanged, and Zhong Wan was brought to Emperor Chong'an with his familiarity.

In the Nuan Pavilion, the Nine Dragons Incense Burner quietly exhaled a delicate fragrance. Behind the slightly shaking curtain, Emperor Chong'an was sitting cross-legged on the couch, reading the scriptures.

Zhong Wan knelt down and saluted.

Emperor Chong'an ordered his servant to lift the curtain.

Speechless for a while.

With Xuanrui and Xuanyu, you can treat it as if nothing happened, and say a few words of care that don't hurt or itch, but to Zhong Wan, even Emperor Chong'an can't pretend anymore.

"All these years, okay?"

Zhong Wan knelt on the ground, lowered her eyes, did not raise her head, and chewed the words of Emperor Chong'an in her heart several times in an instant. Since Emperor Chong'an didn't say those high-sounding clichés, Zhong Wan had to follow him, Zhong Wan thought After a while, he said in a low voice: "It's not too bad. At first, I didn't quite adapt to the climate in the south. It's just like that after living for a long time. I just didn't expect that when I returned to Beijing this time, I was not used to the severe cold in the north. I haven't been here for long. Most of them are sick."

Emperor Chong'an pondered for a moment, and said: "It's all for others, you grew up here since you were a child, aren't you used to it?"

Zhong Wan said: "I'm not used to it. Since I went to southern Xinjiang, I have been ill for several times. My body is already weak and I can't bear the cold anymore."

There was another long silence.

"You were back then..." Emperor Chong'an couldn't quite remember, and asked, "Are you still a slave now?"

Zhong Wan lowered her head: "Yes."

Thinking of the demeanor of Young Master Zhong back then, Emperor Chong'an seemed to find it funny himself, and shook his head: "Turn around and order, you, your deed of prostitution..."

Emperor Chong'an thought for a while and asked, "Is it at Ziyou's place?"

Zhong Wan paused, then nodded: "Probably."

"He's going to enter the palace today too. When he comes, I'll ask him to send it to you." Emperor Chong'an sighed, "Having someone let you off your slave status, it will be convenient for you to walk around in Qian'an in the future." point."

It is impossible to pretend to be flattered at this moment, that would really be mocking Emperor Chong'an, Zhong Wan lowered her eyes and said indifferently: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Chong'an hummed, but stopped talking.

When he didn't speak, Zhong Wan knelt quietly.

"Shi Taifu..." Emperor Chong'an suddenly said, "You died in the second year after you left, do you know that?"

After the death of Old Madam Shi Jinshi, Zhong Wan stayed in Qian'an for a year, how could he not know.

Zhong Wan shook her head: "Qian'an is far away, and there is no news from inside and outside. The old lady has been away for a long time before I received the obituary. I was sad... for several days."

Emperor Chong'an looked at Zhong Wan carefully, as if guessing whether what he said was true or not.

Emperor Chong'an said: "Taifu Shi... loves you very much."

Zhong Wan took a deep breath and didn't speak.

Emperor Chong'an supported the kang table, recalled the past, and said slowly: "Before leaving, Shi Jin told me... Guiyuan was talented and intelligent, and should have been famous all over the world with a branch of osmanthus. He has a lot of money."

Zhong Wan looked calm, as if he was not talking about himself.

Emperor Chong'an continued: "Guiyuan has experienced hardships in his youth, and he has endured too much hardship these years. If there is one or two mistakes in the future, please read this son's life is not easy, please forgive me..."

Zhong Wan's lips trembled slightly, he refused to let Emperor Chong'an see, bent down, put his forehead on the back of his hand, and when he got up again, his expression was as usual.

As if thanking you.

Emperor Chong'an let out a long breath.

"It's nothing, let's go." Emperor Chong'an waved his hand in a weak spirit, "There are still some handwritten manuscripts, calligraphy and paintings left by Shi Jin in the library, if you want, go pick one or two, and then go out of the palace."

Zhong Wan kowtowed, got up and followed the servant out.

Zhong Wan rubbed the center of his brows, recalling the scene when he was detained by Shi Jin in his mansion to write articles when he was young, he smiled slightly.

The servant brought Zhong Wan into the side hall of the Library Pavilion, led him to a bookshelf in the inner room, and said: "Most of the manuscripts written by Mrs. Shi during his lifetime are placed here, but the servants are illiterate, so they found them in a hurry and also distinguished them. I don’t know which ones belong to the old matriarch, I beg Master Zhong to pick them out by himself.”

Zhong Wan nodded: "OK."

A pile of old classics were piled up together, and they couldn't sort them out for a while, the servant left after explaining, Zhong Wan went to the bookshelf, flipped through each one, and was about to take all Shi Taifu's handwritten notes away.

Zhong Wan read one by one, checked the two bookshelves in front and only picked out two or three. He rubbed his sore eyes, went to the further back cabinet, and just picked up a book. , suddenly noticed a movement behind him, and before he could turn around, someone grabbed his waist, and with a strong arm around his waist, Zhong Wan slammed into the arms of that person.

Zhong Wan smelled a familiar smell, and her heart jumped up.

Yu She...

Zhong Wan struggled a bit, and Yu She's arm instantly exerted force, trapping him tightly.

Yu She narrowed his eyes, "You want your contract of prostitution?"

Zhong Wan paused and did not explain.

Yu She simply put Zhong Wan on the bookshelf, and asked, "Are you in a hurry? Don't want to have anything to do with me?"

Yu She's breath brushed against Zhong Wan's ears, Zhong Wan's ears turned red, and said in a low voice: "Let go...I'm happy to be seen by others, but you won't be able to wash it off for the rest of your life!"

Yu She was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Playing this again...do you think I will soften my heart?"

Yu She whispered: "Do you want to know how I got back to the emperor?"

Zhong Wan subconsciously asked: "What?"

There was a smile in Yu She's voice: "I said... no."

Zhong Wan couldn't bear Yu She's talking close to him, he struggled hard, bumped into the bookshelf, the bookshelf shook, creaked, and several books fell to the ground with a rustle.

"Troubleshooting." Yu She held Zhong Wan firmly in his arms, smiling, "Keep making trouble, I'm not afraid of embarrassment."