Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Jiang Wen'an suppressed the weirdness in his heart, and talked about the business: "I would like to report to the emperor, I heard that the empress has been ill for a long time, I wonder if she is getting better now?"

"Oh? Aiqing is not an imperial physician, why is she so concerned about the queen's condition?"

"The end of the year is approaching, the empress is the mother of the country, and the mother of the country is ill. As a citizen of my Great Yan Dynasty, I naturally feel uneasy."

He paused, "I don't know medical skills, so I can't share the worries of the emperor and queen. However, I can't sleep at night recently. Every time I fall asleep, I always dream of my poor sister Ying Guifei. It's really..."

"Concubine Sakura?"

Jiang Wen'an saw the shadow under the emperor's seat leaning forward a little.

"What did she say?"

Jiang Wen'an finally raised his head, only to realize that what was written in the book was indeed true, the fifth prince indeed looked very similar to the emperor, the biggest difference was in those eyes.

Shen Yan's eyes are often full of gloom, but at least they are fluctuating and emotionally changing, but the emperor's eyes are empty.

"I have the guts to ask the empress if she has been near the lotus pond recently?"

The emperor pondered for a moment: "Been there, why did Aiqing ask like this?"

"To be honest, I recently dreamed about Concubine Ying..."

Jiang Wen'an recounted the dream that Shen Yanzhao told him that day, and watched the emperor's expression change from probing to thoughtful.

"I think, it must be because my sister left some old things in the lotus pond, so she lingered like this, and refused to leave, so she bumped into the empress's phoenix body."

The emperor believed this at first, but Jiang Wen'an said it so seriously that the emperor ordered him to drain the lotus pond and search for it.

This search found that on the day of New Year's Eve, the palace people dug three feet and found many items, all of which were accidentally left behind by concubines or servants. Jiang Wen'an found many people who used to serve Yinggui Concubine carefully. After identification, it is said that there is no relic of Concubine Ying in it.

A court lady was surprised and said: "This jade pendant seems to belong to Concubine Tong..."

When nothing came to fruition, Jiang Wen'an sent them away, and all unclaimed items went to the state treasury.

With a thought, he kept the glazed jade pendant.

There is no imperial concubine Ying in the pool, and Shen Yanzhao's dream is probably due to year-round thoughts and melancholy.

Jiang Wen'an still got a pearl hairpin from the maid who served Concubine Ying in the past, and gave it to Shen Yanzhao to make him feel at ease.

Shen Yanzhao was really happy after receiving the pearl hairpin, he pulled Jiang Wen'an and refused to let him go, saying that he would celebrate the New Year with his uncle.

The palace banquet is held on the first day of the new year, and the prince who has moved out of the palace or the married princess has to attend. On New Year's Eve, each government has its own family banquet.

Shen Yanzhao used to spend time with the eunuchs and maids in the palace, but this year he got involved with Jiang Wen'an.

The New Year's Eve dinner in the palace is uniformly arranged by the Imperial Dining Room, and the meal starts before dusk.

Jiang Wen'an couldn't bear to refuse his nephew, so he planned to eat a little at Shen Yanzhao's first, and then go to Lenggong to eat with Shen Yan later.

Thinking so, he sent Zhu Ru to inform Shen Yan first, so that he could accompany the fourth prince without any worries.

Recently, the Fourth Prince no longer showed any fear towards him.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, he sat with Shen Yanzhao, and his little nephew finally looked innocent.

Jiang Wen'an wrapped Shen Yanzhao's New Year's money, and asked him if there was anything he wanted.

Shen Yanzhao really has something he wants: "Last year my father rewarded my uncle with a blue-eyed fox, can my uncle give it to me?"

fox?Jiang Wen'an hasn't seen any foxes in Nongxue Pavilion since he crossed over.

In Shen Yanzhao's eyes, his thinking was hesitation, and he immediately tugged on his sleeve and pestered him coquettishly.

Jiang Wen'an had no choice but to go ahead and ask Zhu Ru after he went back.

Lenggong, this year's New Year's Eve finally has a bit of a new year flavor.

A few days earlier, Jiang Wen'an had brought people here to help him cut down the big trees that covered the sky and the sun, and finally the cold palace no longer looked so gloomy.

The red grilles pasted on the windows were cut by Jiang Wenan himself, and they are a bit ugly.

Shen Yan looked dazed.

The food put down in the imperial dining room had gradually cooled down, Shen Yan waited by the window from dawn to dark, but still no one came.

He looked at the most sumptuous meals he could eat in a year, but he felt dull.

The lights behind the house were brightly lit, and even the eunuchs and court ladies were having a lively reunion in their own rooms, but all of this had nothing to do with him.

As in previous years.

He laughed at himself.

What are you looking forward to?

Could this year be any different?

There was a noise outside the door, and the sound of many people breaking in.

The voices of the ladies and eunuchs behind stopped, but none of them came to see.

Suddenly there were many eunuchs in Shen Yan's room.

He recognized the leader as Eunuch Liu who was beside the prince.

"Your Highness Fifth, I've offended you." Eunuch Liu pretended to salute him, and then waved his hand to signal to the little eunuchs behind him.

The little eunuchs rushed forward.

Some kicked over the burning silver bone charcoal in the basin, and some pulled the bedding on the bed and cut it with a knife, tearing them up one by one.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yan frantically rushed to grab the new clothes on the bedside, but it was too late, half of the clothes were in his hands and the other half were in the hands of the little eunuch, and they were torn in two.

Eunuch Liu said in a strange way: "Silver bone charcoal is extremely precious, how can you, a prince who lives in the cold palace, afford it? You can tell at a glance that it was stolen from nowhere. It is a shame to the Tian family's reputation to make such a burglar. . We are ordered by the prince to escort you to the emperor."

Shen Yan watched coldly, his hands holding the soft cloth were trembling.

He gritted his teeth and watched these people destroy everything in his house, and "by the way" "accidentally" knocked down the food on the table.

When Jiang Wen'an received the news, Shen Yan had already been escorted to see the emperor, so he rushed over in a hurry, listening to the sound of the emperor throwing his cup in anger.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Yan was escorted out with blood on his forehead.

Jiang Wen'an wanted to go forward, but was stopped, so he could only call him through a few guards: "Your Highness Fifth..."

However, Shen Yan was indifferent, as if he didn't hear it, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Jiang Wen'an quietly stuffed a golden bean into the hand of the guard next to him, and asked kindly, "Brother, how does the emperor punish His Highness Fifth?"

It was easy for the man to talk about taking the benefits: "It's just a confinement in the cold palace, withholding half a year's bonus."

He said this lightly, but Jiang Wen'an knew that Shen Yan's life would be even more difficult.

In the past, he lived so unbearably with the support of special money, but now the money has been withheld, it is uncertain how those court ladies and eunuchs will treat him.

Jiang Wen'an was worried, and watched the guards send Shen Yan back to the cold palace.

He begged for favor and went in to meet the emperor, and begged the emperor's general Shen Yan to hand him over in the name of disciplining the fifth prince.

The emperor had an unpredictable expression on his face, and looked at Jiang Wen'an with probing eyes, but he never doubted it.

After all, everyone in the palace knew that Jiang Wen'an hated Shen Yan very much, and the emperor turned a blind eye to acquiescence, otherwise, how could Jiang Wen'an be so rampant.

"The matter of Concubine Ying has passed for so long, has Jiang Aiqing not let go?"

Jiang Wen'an's heart skipped a beat, he observed the emperor's expression carefully, like walking on thin ice.

"How can the pain of losing a loved one heal so quickly?"

He spoke tentatively, seeing the emperor's brows stretched slightly, Fang continued: "My sister passed away so early, leaving Yan Zhao alone, so naturally I will not forget it."

He said with a sad look on his face.

The emperor nodded and comforted: "Ai Qing doesn't need to be overly sad."

Rubbing a string of Buddhist beads with his fingertips, the emperor half-closed his eyes and said: "Shen Yan's biological mother is of a foreign race, her blood is not pure, her nature is stubborn, she really needs someone to discipline her."

"Go as long as you want. I don't have any expectations of him, as long as he doesn't tarnish the royal reputation. As for how to "discipline", don't lose your sense of proportion. I believe Jiang Aiqing knows the seriousness."

Jiang Wen'an was disgusted when he heard it, but he could only laugh along with him.

On the way back from the emperor's side, Jiang Wen'an met a group of guards, among them was Zhu Ru, who was drunk and put his arms around the little guard that he brought to Nongxue Pavilion earlier.

During the Chinese New Year period, the palace guards were on duty, and the guards who were not on duty were not subject to strict restrictions, and drinking was allowed.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiang?" A group of guards saluted Jiang Wen'an, and stood beside Zhu Ru and patted him.

"Zhu Ru."

Jiang Wen'an hurried to the Leng Palace, he didn't want to stay longer, but Zhu Ru came up to him with panic all over his face.

The smell of alcohol hit his face, Jiang Wen'an held his breath a little uncomfortable.

It is understandable for a few people to gather and drink during the Chinese New Year, and Jiang Wen'an didn't mean to blame him.

"Sir, I... I forgot."

"what?"

"You told me to tell His Highness Fifth that I'll go to his place later. I met them on the road, chatting with a group of people who said they were going to drink, but I forgot about it."

Jiang Wen'an was stunned.

No wonder Shen Yanfang didn't even want to look at him. It wasn't because he was difficult to coax, but because the recent events were too erratic.

If he were Shen Yan, he might think that he was being tricked.

He was about to vomit blood, and looked at Zhu Ru with a cold face: "Go and receive the punishment yourself."

After leaving these words, he quickly walked towards the cold palace holding the somewhat cold glazed jade pendant in his hand.

The Lenggong was even more bleak than before, Jiang Wen'an found that the window grilles he had pasted on the windows a few days ago had been torn off before entering the door.

He lowered his eyes and quickened his pace to walk in. Just as he stepped into the door, a swift phantom came crashing down from afar.

With a bang, a white cup shattered at his feet.

"Get out."

Jiang Wen'an took another step forward, and before he could speak, he let out a "hiss—" first.

A bowl flew out of Shen Yan's hand and hit his knee, causing a dull pain.

Jiang Wen'an didn't cry, and walked forward without hesitation, stepping over the few pieces of meat that rolled to the ground.

Shen Yan kept picking at the few things left on the small table by the bed and threw them at them recklessly, Jiang Wen'an caught everything he could catch until there was nothing left to smash.

Jiang Wen'an finally walked in front of him, and finally saw clearly, the burnt charcoal fire was kicked to the ground, and the velvet quilt he sent was torn into a mess and thrown on the ground.

And Shen Yan was hugging the old quilt he had made, mending it stitch by stitch.

It was torn apart by Jiang Wenan when he wanted to change his quilt, and after he changed it, Jiang Wenan randomly stuffed it into the closet.

Now take it out again...

The child's hand holding the needle trembled from the force, and blood dripped from his own fingertip.

Jiang Wen'an felt a pain in his chest, and grabbed his hand, but didn't know where to start to explain.

When he was talking and laughing with his nephew for the New Year's Eve dinner, Shen Yanzheng was framed for stealing and received great humiliation, Jiang Wen'an felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

After a long time, Jiang Wen'an said——

"Come back to Nongxue Pavilion with me."