The Way of the Consort

Looking at the painting, Ji Zhao blinked blankly, immediately put down the scrolls of paintings in his arms, and hurried to Zong Yan's side.

It was the portrait painted by Chen Xing, the brother of Huishang, and another one was copied by him. Later, when Yin Ming took the painting out, he took the wrong one, and his painting was taken out. Later, the boat capsized , The painting has long been lost in the water!

This happened a long time ago, and Ji Zhao never took it to heart, and this painting has always been stuffed in a corner.

Unexpectedly, this painting was turned up by Zongyan today, and Zongyan also said that this is the prince?

Ji Zhao's hands and feet became icy in an instant, and he subconsciously told himself, how could it be possible, that was the best brother for him!How could you lie to him?How could it be the prince? !

But Zong Yan is the fifth son of Prince Zheng's mansion, he is the prince's cousin, and he has seen the prince before, it is even more impossible for Zong Yan to lie to him.

But, but—how could this be possible? !

Ji Zhao snatched the painting from Zong Yan's hand and stared at it, especially the tear mole under his eyes. He liked to stare at his brother's eyes the most, because his eyes were so beautiful and they were obviously taller than him. He is also older than him, and he acts much more safely than him, but every time he sees those eyes, that tear mole, he always feels that his brother's eyes are so sad.

It made him always want to treat his elder brother better, and also want to act like a baby with his elder brother, because he knew that that person would always coax him.

The proverb says that this person is the prince?

impossible!

Although he has never met the prince face to face, he has said so many things through the bead curtain and screen. Can the prince hide it from him?

impossible!

He is such a good brother, how could he be the prince!

Zong Yan saw that Ji Zhao seemed to be in a daze. He was only slightly drunk at first, but he became more sober in an instant. He stretched out his arms to wrap Ji Zhao's shoulders worriedly: "Are you all right?"

Ji Zhao held the picture scroll in his hand, his actual consciousness had drifted away, and he didn't hear Zongyan's words at all.

Zongyan hugged him and shook him a few times: "Return to God!"

Only then did Ji Zhao come back to his senses, and looked up at him, his eyes still blank, Zong Zhen was even more worried: "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Zhao blinked: "I, I'm fine..."

Zong Yan still wanted to talk to him again, but his eunuch outside told him that the crown prince had something to reward Zheng Wangfu, and he had his share, and he needed to go back to the mansion to receive the order. Zong Yan had no choice but to leave first. Hugging Ji Zhao, he said worriedly, "I'll come back as soon as I receive the order! Wait for me!"

Ji Zhao, however, lost his soul and didn't respond at all.

Before Zong Yan left, he told Chen Xing, "Your lord doesn't know what's going on, so be careful! I'll be back in an hour at most!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The two of them were talking in the study room just now, they were all outside and didn't go in, Chen Xing didn't know what happened, so he rushed into the study room, and saw their husband standing in front of the bookshelf, holding a painting in a daze.

"Lang Jun, what's the matter with you?" Chen Xing stepped forward and asked him cautiously, and glanced at the painting, which was the portrait of the Hui merchant. Chen Xing didn't understand, but what's wrong with this portrait?

Ji Zhaofang pretended not to listen, and remained in a daze. After a while, when someone outside reported that Qin Langjun had woken up, Ji Zhao's mind was filled with excitement. Yes, there was another person who had seen the prince too!Qin Wen's younger sister has also seen it!Maybe the proverb is wrong? !

He picked up the painting, turned around and ran out, Chen Xing hurriedly ran to follow.

Rushing to the guest room, Qin Wen just woke up, not in a good mood, and was still sitting on the bed drinking tea, when he heard hurried footsteps outside, before putting down the tea cup in his hand, Ji Zhao rushed in like a gust of wind, running towards him : "Brother Qingyou!"

"Why, what's the matter?" Qin Wen was dumbfounded.

"I want to see your sister!"

If someone else dared to say this to Qin Wen directly, even if Qin Wen was quiet, he would beat that person up, but this was asked by Ji Zhao. Not only was Qin Wen not angry, he didn't even ask why he wanted to see his sister, so he nodded immediately: " good!"

"Brother Qingyou..." Ji Zhao's voice revealed a touch of emotion.

Qin Wen got out of bed, put on his shoes, and smiled: "You are my friend, you must have something important to do, so you want to see my sister."

"Thank you……"

"We are friends!" Qin Wen put on his shoes, stood up, and smiled silly at him.

Ji Zhao twitched the corners of his lips, yes, they are friends.

But, what kind of person is a friend? Aren't he and that person also friends?

On the way to the Qin Mansion, Ji Zhao finally came back to his senses. He huddled in the corner of the carriage, holding the picture scroll in his arms, and didn't speak. sized him up.

After arriving at Qin's house, Qin Wen took Ji Zhao to his yard directly, and asked someone to invite Qin Wuniang over.

After drinking about a cup of tea, Qin Wuniang arrived with the maid's money. Qin Wen didn't know what happened, but looking at Ji Zhao's appearance, he could guess that it might not be an easy matter. He left the study room to Ji Zhao and his younger sister told all the servants to go out. He stood and said to Qin Wuniang, "My son-in-law has something to ask you, so you have to tell me everything."

"Third brother, don't worry, the son-in-law has helped me so much, I must know everything."

Qin Wenchao and Ji Zhao smiled: "I'm right under the porch..."

After speaking, he turned around and went out, closing the door for them.

Ji Zhao looked at Qin Wuniang's peaceful and gentle face, but suddenly he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Qin Wuniang said softly, "My son-in-law, if you have anything to ask, just ask me."

Ji Zhao's lips moved several times, finally made up his mind, and mustered up the courage to look up at her: "Your brother said, you have seen the prince."

Qin Wuniang bowed her head in embarrassment, and nodded: "I saw it in the palace of the empress dowager."

"If you see the prince again, might you recognize him at a glance?"

"can……"

"What if it's just a portrait?"

Only then did Qin Wuniang laugh again: "As long as the painting looks like it, so can I."

"Really?"

"The prince's appearance... I've seen it once, no one will forget it..."

Ji Zhao's heart trembled again. Even though he knocked him out the first time he met the Hui merchant brother, he didn't have any conversations, and didn't bother to take a few more glances, but the reason why he glanced at him in the market I recognized it right away, isn't it also because of the tear mole and face that are hard to forget at the first sight?

Ji Zhao's courage shrank back again.

"Consort?" Qin Wuniang's voice was soft, which could somewhat comfort him.

Ji Zhao took a deep breath, put the scroll on the table, and unfolded it slowly. He wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything. Halfway through the exhibition, Qin Wuniang laughed and said, "This is Prince, that tear mole is definitely right."

"..." Ji Zhao still unfolded all the scrolls.

Qin Wuniang took a closer look and exclaimed: "The painting is really good..." It may be because Ji Zhao helped her and was good friends with her brother, so Qin Wuniang treated Ji Zhao less restrained, and she still laughed. Said, "It's lifelike, as if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here in person."

Ji Zhao didn't know how he left the Qin Mansion, he still hugged the scroll tightly in his arms, and was numbly helped into the carriage by Chen Xing.Chen Xing stretched out his hand to support his shoulder, bent down to look up at him with his head down, and asked softly, "Lang Jun, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Zhao hugged the scroll even tighter, he didn't know what happened to him.

He didn't even know if he was sad, happy, angry, or angry at this moment.

The carriage passed through the bustling market, and the voices of people outside were so loud, but he seemed to be floating outside this world, everything was so illusory and unreal.

After Yin Ming delivered the letter, he returned home and knew that he had come out, so he also chased him now.

Chen Xing said: "Brother Yin Ming is here too, if Mr. Lang needs someone to do something, why don't you ask him to come up?"

Only then did Ji Zhao remember that he asked Yin Ming to deliver the letter!He hurriedly called Yin Ming up, stared at him and asked, "Have you delivered the letter?"

"Yes, I handed it to the postman myself!"

"You hand it in yourself every time?"

"Yes!" Yin Ming was a little confused.

He did get a reply every time!So who wrote the letter he received? !

Ji Zhao rekindled hope, and he told Yin Ming word by word: "You go back to the post house, find the postman, follow him, or use other methods, it's best to know where he sent my letter. went!"

"Yes!" Yin Ming turned around and was about to get out of the car.

Ji Zhao stopped him again, and whispered, "Don't let anyone find out, only the three of us know, don't tell anyone! When you go, take a detour!"

Yin Ming and Chen Xing looked at each other, is this a spy in their family? !Both of them looked serious without realizing it.

Yin Ming said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely get things done!"

After Yin Ming finished speaking, he jumped out of the carriage, thought carefully, and then turned around and headed towards the Yin residence. Yin Ming is Ji Zhao's long-term follower, and he is not doing food. Not enough.

Ji Zhao came back to life a little bit, and then called the carriage to go to the Princess Mansion.

Princess Fuchen was very happy to see him coming, and asked him if he had eaten. Ji Zhao tried to adjust himself in the car, and said with a smile: "I have had lunch at home, and today I am the host, please Qin Wen and Zongyan came to my house for dinner, and I just sent brother Qin Wen home who was drunk, and when I returned home, I passed by the princess mansion, so I came to see you."

"Okay, okay, I just made some new dim sum. I brought the cook out from the palace, and the taste is very good. You should try it too."

Ji Zhao suddenly thought of the two cooks at home, and his heart seemed to be going cold again.

The desserts came up one by one, Princess Fuchen enthusiastically persuaded him to eat, he stuffed a few pieces without taste, and said: "On the way back, I thought you said to choose a birthday present for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Well, what good idea does the son-in-law have?" Princess Fuchen asked very interestedly.

"I have a few ideas. I wonder if the princess has paintings of His Royal Highness? I want to know which ones the prince likes."

"Yes, I learned to write when I was young, and the copybook I used was written by my brother himself, so that I always write like my brother." Princess Fuchen smiled, and said, "My brother's Danqing is also good, just wait, I'll ask someone to bring it for you to see." Thinking about it, he simply called him, "Go, go directly to my study to have a look!"

In the princess's study, Ji Zhao saw the prince's writing, and his whole body became stiff.

Naturally, it is impossible for a person to write only one type of character, but the painting that the crown prince gave to his sister must be in the typeface that he uses the most. Unfortunately, it is exactly the same as the character in the letter written by his "brother".

Ji Zhao stayed in the princess mansion for nearly two hours, got on the car to go home, and when he got out of the car, he almost rolled down. Chen Xing was so frightened that he hugged him tightly, and didn't dare to ask more questions. After all, there are spies in the mansion now. exist.

After returning to Ji Zhao's room, he waited anxiously for about three quarters of an hour, and Yin Ming also came back. Ji Zhao took a look at his expression and knew everything, but he was already numb.

Sure enough, Yin Ming said in a low voice: "Mr. Lang, I dare not raise suspicions. I asked a few neighbors who knew the postman well. According to the postage's wife, the postman had never been out of town before. After crossing Jinling City, every few days, the family will be full of fish and meat like a festival. In the past six months, the family bought a new house and bought fields in the suburbs. I don’t remember the days that are farther back. For two months, those big fish and big meat days are the days when I go to deliver letters..."

"understood……"

Sitting on the couch, leaning against the window, Ji Zhao felt limp all over, and almost couldn't hold back and slid down.

He said softly: "Call Master Liu and Wei Yong over and tell them that they made good dim sum. I want to reward them."

Master Xiao Liu is the cook given to him by his "brother", and Wei Yong is the eunuch given to him by the prince.

The two came soon after. When they entered the door, they really thought they were going to reward them, and they both had smiles on their faces. As soon as they came in, they saw the heavy-faced son-in-law sitting in the shadow on the couch, and the two of them knelt down in fright.

Ji Zhao asked, "Little Master Liu, how long have you known Wei Yong?"

"If you go back to the son-in-law, I have only known Wei Yong for more than a month."

Ji Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile at all: "Really, when Master Liu was still in the palace, he was also working in the East Palace?"

"..." Master Liu was dumbfounded, and Wei Yong was so frightened that he threw himself on the ground.

Ji Zhao closed his eyes wearily, and said directly, "Take off his pants."

Master Liu was about to shout, but Chen Xing quickly covered his mouth with his hands, Yin Ming lifted him to a corner, Master Liu cried and struggled, but his pants were still taken off, after a while, Yin Ming came back, solemnly and heavily Said: "He is a eunuch..."

"Understood, tell them to go down and lock them in the firewood room." Ji Zhao waved his hands, his voice weak.

"Lang Jun..."

"Tie the Coke four together with Du Bo and lock them up. No one is allowed to tell the story, and the outside world is not allowed to know anything about it."

"Yes! Don't worry! I'll do it now!"

"Don't let your mother know, or she will worry again."

"it is good……"

After Yin Ming left, Chen Xing came over, frightened but able to hold on, and said equally solemnly: "Lang Jun! Are they all spies placed by the crown prince beside you!"

Ji Zhao stared at the teacup on the table in a daze.

Chen Xing said indignantly: "What on earth does the prince want to do! After all, you are the son-in-law, the princess' husband-in-law, and his brother-in-law. No matter how you say it, he is also your brother! How could he treat you like this!"

"Brother?" Ji Zhao murmured when he heard these two words, "Isn't that just my brother..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Zhao cried, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks slowly.