Vicissitudes know Jinhua

Qi Hefeng was overjoyed. The imperial concubine was detained in Beijing. How could it compare to the imperial concubine being a hostage in person?But despite being pleasantly surprised, he calmed down: "You...why is this? The sky in Yongliang is far away from the emperor, and you have a wild temper. Isn't it more comfortable than in Chenjing?"

Qi Wushang drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, laughing bitterly: "You use this kind of fine wine to bathe every day in the palace, but in Yongliang Fengjing palace, I can only taste it during the festivals... Your Majesty Third brother, you don’t know the dangers of the cold and bitter battle on the frontier. I grew up in the military camp, climbing ice and snow, chasing barbarians, thirsty but a handful of snow water, hungry is coarse grains and jerky, are you strange son Why hasn't the concubine given birth to a boy and a half girl?"

While talking about being emotionally agitated and out of control, he actually grabbed Qi Hefeng, and almost every word was filled with blood and tears: "In these years, the days when I went back to the mansion to be with her are few and far between! But she is definitely not a tiger girl. She is a young lady who grew up in Beijing. She has no choice but to follow me to that bitter cold place. She has to be a widow every day. How can I stand against her? Third brother, you help me, let me How about I spend a few years with her in Chenjing?"

Qi Hefeng felt a little sympathy in his heart, so he had to put aside the idea of ​​accepting another concubine, and sighed: "I understand, I have granted everything you asked for!"

When Tao Ruopu learned that Qi Wushang asked him to stay in Beijing, he should have been relieved, but for some reason, he felt a strange uneasiness. He wanted to remind Qi and Feng a few words, but when he thought of their brothers being in the same breath, he couldn't write two Qi Wushang. However, he himself is a powerful minister of foreign relatives, so he had to avoid suspicion for the time being and stand down coldly.

Since then, Qi Wushang has lived in the Palace of Fengjing in Chenjing for a long time, whether he is hunting with horses or drinking and having fun, he is no different from all the dandies in Beijing. Congenial, the three religions and the nine streams have never been acquainted with each other regardless of their family status, and because of their background in the army, they are especially close to a group of generals from the family of the Beijing army.

Tao Ruopu was jealous, for fear that he would secretly touch the military defense of Sijiu City, and strictly ordered to keep an eye on Qi Wushang's every move, and then carefully went through the registers and records of all the people who had frequent contacts with him, and found that all but A few direct descendants of the Yongliang Army, the rest are no more than the deputy commander of the Eighth Battalion of the Forbidden Army from the sixth rank, and there are even some low-level officials who are arrested quickly.

Tao Ruopu couldn't help frowning after reading it, he let go of his thoughts a little, but also was a little annoyed, wondering why Qi Wushang was so good at being a nobleman of the royal family, why would he be willing to be with such low-class people?

Tao's hairpin tassels from generation to generation, even the threshold is higher than the eaves of ordinary people's houses. Those who chat and laugh are either respected or noble, scholars or famous ministers, and the eyes of the porter can't rub the sand in the slightest.

Although Tao Ruopu came from the battlefield, he was a Confucian general with two backgrounds. Even when he went to war, he seldom talked and laughed with the low-ranking generals.Seeing Qi Wushang with the bright moon shining in the ditch right now, besides lamenting that there is nothing he can do, gradually he doesn't want to pay more attention to his whereabouts.

In late spring and April, although spring is late in the north, the border of Xia Shen is already full of green grass and wild flowers.

A carriage with blue walls came quickly, the driver was wearing a green tasseled hat, narrow sleeves and leggings, looking very agile, he threw off a whip and said with a smile: "My two sons, the Zhuangzi will have another half an hour Arrive!"

The indigo car curtain was lifted, but it was Qi Shao who came out with his head, looked left and right with his eyes, and sighed: "It's almost here!"

Turning his head back again, there was an indescribable taste in his voice, which seemed to be joy and a little bit sad: "Brother, we are here..."

Mu Zishi leaned on the seat and said with a smile: "Okay, I can take a good rest when I arrive."

After thinking for a while, he said in a low voice: "When you see Wan Jing, don't speak first."

Qi Shaochong nodded in agreement, Mu Zishi looked out from the car window, but saw the picturesque scenery full of vitality, the journey was long and arduous, and it was coming to an end. Far away from the place where he grew up, far away... the time when he first met Qi Yupei.

After killing Chai Baye and the other three, Mu Zishi and Qi Shaochong changed their attire. Not only were they rich and powerful, but they also looked like ordinary people. Come on, there was really less trouble, the journey from Lingzhou to the border of Xiazhou was actually safe, and there was no need to make any noise during the interrogation at the city gate.

Although it is unavoidable to go up to Zimo and practice the world of mortals in the evening, in less than three months, he has already arrived at the junction of Xia and Shen.

Mu Zishi was wearing a light colored dress, and the spring shirt was light and soft, which made his figure look abnormally thin. Qi Shaochong looked at him carefully and said, "Brother, you should relax and take care of yourself for a while."

Mu Zishi didn't answer, but his heart was trembling with trepidation. He was vaguely afraid of seeing Wan Jing, but Wan Jing's wife, daughter and family all died at the hands of Qi Yupei, and he was kept in the dark and regarded his hatred as a kindness. The hidden house deed is like a red-hot iron, always reminding that this is the sin Qi Yupei has committed for his future life.

The wheels rattled over the remaining distance, and finally stopped in front of a big house. The coachman graciously rolled up the curtain and helped the two of them out of the car. Qi Shao rushed to see Mu Zishi's distracted appearance, and hurriedly took out a bag by himself. Ingots of silver: "If you have too much, you can use it to drink a few cups!"

The coachman was overjoyed, he bowed and bowed to collect the money, and said with a smile: "You two young masters, why don't you go to the corner gate and inform the concierge that your family will pick you up?"

Mu Zishi said: "No need, you don't know about my family."

The coachman thought the same thing, there are always some unexplainable gourd activities in the deep house compound, he couldn't do it for a little reward, so he stepped on the shaft of the car, whipped and left.

Mu Zishi looked up and saw that the door was open with oil and pitch black, with brand-new Spring Festival couplets pasted on it: Peach blossoms everywhere send warmth, every spring comes back every year, and the two door knockers were polished bright yellow, and the door lintel There is a pattern of wishful branches, and another plaque with the word "Yuzhuang" written on it.Unconsciously said in a low voice: "It seems that Wan Jing is indeed a useful person, this house is well maintained."

Just as he was thinking about it, Qi Shaochong pulled his sleeve lightly: "Brother, someone has come out."

The two of them stared and saw a neatly dressed middle-aged man walking out with his hands behind his back. He hurriedly stepped forward two steps and saluted, "Uncle, may I ask where the owner of Yuzhuang is now?"

The middle-aged man looked them up and down, saw that they were well dressed, and asked with a smile: "Are the two young masters looking for our master? Do you have a greeting card? Or ask for your name? The villain can report back."

Mu Zishi said with a smile: "Then I'm sorry, please report to Uncle Wan's family, and my nephew Mu Zishi and his younger brother came to visit relatives."

The middle-aged man seemed taken aback, and his attitude was obviously a little more affectionate and respectful: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm Leshun, it's the housekeeper of Yuzhuang... The two of you follow me to the hall to serve tea first, and I'll report it here know the master."

Lead the two of them around the screen wall behind the gate and through the outer courtyard. The road is paved with granite, which is solid and clean. The houses are not exquisite and rich, but they look very bright and spacious, which makes people feel broad-minded.

Then through a hanging flower door, you will find the living room. In the hall, there are round tables and square chairs with ground bricks. There are some lively and festive vertical scroll calligraphy and paintings on the walls on both sides. The spring breeze blows through the half-opened windows, making it warm and cool, comfortable and pleasant. .

Le Shun ordered people to report to Wan Jing, and made people serve tea and snacks, while he sat respectfully by himself and chatted with each other.

The hot scented tea was served quickly, and the two plates of small snacks were also delicious. Le Shun said with a smile: "The owner of the house is very good at business. There is not a single piece of idle land on the 800 mu of land, which is full of food, melons, fruits, flowers and herbs. , and the barren land that no one wants around, he turned it into a pasture, and the tenants and farmers in the village are all well-fed... Although the owner has only been here for five years, the annual income is better than that of the surrounding Lizhuang and Cuizhuang. garden."

Le Shun spoke with a smile, listening to him tell some stories about the management of the manor, Qi Shaochong could only enjoy it, but Mu Zishi was a little absent-minded, and said: "Uncle Le, did my uncle marry a new wife?"

The Spring Festival couplets pasted on the gate of Yuzhuang are full of vitality, and they are not used by the widower's house. Mu Zishi has been speculating for a long time, so he asked this question.

Le Shun knew in his heart that these two brothers must be the nephews of Wan Jing's deceased wife's natal family, and they came all the way to join him, and they must have had a grudge against his uncle's new marriage, so he smiled and told them: "The head of the family just married the year before last. Mrs. Yifang... Well, people cannot be resurrected after death, and it is inevitable to break the string again, haha, but the two young masters don't need to worry too much. The owner of the house is kind-hearted and nostalgic, and he will definitely not treat his relatives badly. "

Butler Le knows how to be a human being. It was so easy to whitewash the peace. He was about to put on another layer of bright paint when a woman with emerald hair came in from the door. She lifted her skirt with one hand, pinched her waist, and said with a half smile, "Listen!" It is said that two elder nephews have come to the master's house, I have been married to the master for several years, why have I never heard that the Wan family still has a seedling?"

Le Shun got up and introduced with a smile: "Young master, this is Mrs. Wan."

Qi Shaochong saw that the woman was in her thirties, dressed in a bright hibiscus brocade dress, her face was narrow like a melon seed, her nose bridge was slightly pointed, her lips were thin. Li Li, hearing that she was more hostile towards herself and Mu Zishi in her words, couldn't help but lower her face, and saluted reluctantly: "I have seen Mrs. Wan."

Seeing this situation, Mu Zishi had some calculations in his heart, and said lightly: "Madam Laowan has personally asked, our brother's surname is Mu, and he is not a seedling of the Wan family, Madam, don't worry."

Mrs. Wan rolled her eyes and looked at the two of them from head to toe and then from foot to head. She smiled for a while, then she sat down and said: "I have nothing to worry about. Anyway, it is the master who decides. Since I am the nephew of the lady in front, It’s okay to stay for a few days.”

Mu Zishi sat quietly, since he arrived at Yu Zhuang, his heart was relaxed, he only felt his headache was about to split, and his bones were sore and heavy. Do a lot of talking and say bluntly: "I'm afraid Madam will be disappointed. My nephew's family is in decline, so I have no choice but to brazenly join my uncle. This time, I will stay here for a long time. Madam, don't be disgusted."

As soon as Madam Wan bit her lip, her face turned red, and she was about to attack when she heard the sound of hurried footsteps. On the one hand, a man in his forties with big ears hurried into the hall, Le Shun and Madam Wan hurriedly got up Said: "Master!"

The man looked around, but didn't answer, but rushed towards Mu Zishi and Qi Shao, his expression was extremely excited, when he came close, his knees were slightly bent, as if he was about to kneel down.

Mu Zishi was quick-sighted, quickly got up and supported him, knelt down on the ground, hugged his leg and cried, "Uncle, my nephew can see you!"

Crying all the way, he squeezed Wanjing's calf with his hands.

Wan Jing spent half his life traveling all over the world to do business, and he was most familiar with the ways of the world. Mu Zishi cried and pinched him, so he didn't understand. He also raised his hand and wiped his eyes: "Good nephew, you have suffered!"

As he spoke, he ordered: "Shunzi, go and prepare the reception banquet for the two young masters..." Pointing to a few servants: "Go and tidy up the Mingwa building, and replace all the bedding and bedding with new ones! Go out , I have something to talk to the young masters!"

Mrs. Wan hesitated for a while, wanting to accompany her with a red sleeve, Wan Jing saw her lingering, waved her hand and scolded: "Didn't you hear? Get out!"

Mrs. Wan stomped her feet and snorted, but she didn't dare to disobey, turned around and left angrily.

When there was no one in the hall, Wan Jing knelt down, bowed his head and wept, and said, "Since I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince passed away, the villain has been waiting for Mr. Mu... His Highness's departure, the villain will not be able to repay his great favor and virtue." Thankfully, the heavens have eyes, you finally arrived safely, the villain is overjoyed, the young master has suffered!"

Hearing that he was as gracious and righteous as Qi Yupei said, Mu Zishi finally let go of his last bit of guard, but he couldn't help but feel ashamed, calmed himself down, and asked: "There is someone else in this farm, you never revealed it. Bar?"

Wan Jing said: "According to what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, the villain keeps his mouth shut and never dares to reveal the slightest word... But since Mr. Mu has come, this Mr. Yuzhuang will return to Zhao completely, and from now on the young master will dispose of everything."

Mu Zishi said decisively: "No! Uncle is wrong. From the beginning to the end, this Zhuangzi has been owned by my uncle. My brother just came here to visit relatives. I just want a place under one roof to eat and sleep."