The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

Ever since Shen Yinghan proposed to adopt the child, the General's Mansion has been busy with this matter.

At first, the eldest princess had very high demands on the children, they had to be born in the first place, and the family background was clean, but the children selected in this round were turned back.And there are fewer and fewer children who meet the requirements among the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital.

So recently the eldest princess also lowered the requirements, only requiring the child to be healthy and upright, and no longer required to be born.

This time, three men and one woman came, all about four or five years old.

After the four children saluted, Shen Yinghan looked at Song Sijun at the side and said, "Which one do you like?"

Song Sijun felt that such a situation was a bit strange, as if buying something in a market.

He was originally determined not to choose anyone, but he remembered what Shen Yinghan said last night.

The only thing he cares about now is Song Sijun, he just wants to adopt a child so that Song Sijun can rely on...

Song Sijun was a little shaken, and wanted to follow Shen Yinghan's wishes.

Song Sijun said: "Master Hou, these children are very good, but they all have their own parents. We brought them here and separated them. Wouldn't it make the children hate us from the very beginning?"

Shen Yinghan heard the words and looked up at him.

Song Sijun continued: "Let's adopt an orphan." It was a good thing.

Hearing the words, the housekeeper at the side hurriedly said: "Ma'am, this orphan is easy to find, but they are all born in a lowly position. As the son of the Marquis Mansion, I'm afraid it's not appropriate..."

"Shut up!" Shen Yinghan interrupted the butler sharply, and said in a deep voice: "Birth is not important, people are all the same."

Only now did the housekeeper realize that Song Sijun's birth was not high, and he just said something about his birth just now, which was an offense to Song Sijun to some extent.

"Madam, please forgive me!" The steward knelt down hastily, and said to Song Sijun, "What I said just now offended Madam, I hope Madam will forgive me."

Song Sijun was a little embarrassed, and said, "It's nothing, you got up. I also didn't think carefully." He was born in modern times, and he was also a low-level citizen, so his idea is to hope that everyone is equal, and he doesn't have much concept of hierarchy.

What the housekeeper said just now made him realize that this society has a very serious hierarchy.

Some people, such as Shen Yinghan, are born to be superior to others, while some people are born to crawl at the feet of people like Shen Yinghan.

Song Sijun said to Shen Yinghan: "I didn't think carefully about what I said just now."

Shen Yinghan said: "You're right. These children have their own parents, so it's really not good to separate them." Shen Yinghan waved his hand and asked the butler to leave with the four children.

When the butler left with the child, he bumped into Shen Huaqing head-on.

Shen Huaqing came in and asked, "The child you didn't like this time?"

Shen Yinghan replied: "The children are all good, but I just can't bear to let them be separated from their parents."

Hearing this answer, Shen Huaqing showed a somewhat approving smile, "Then what are you going to do?"

Shen Yinghan said: "I wanted to talk to Uncle about this matter, but Uncle came here by himself. Uncle, Sijun and I plan to adopt an orphan."

"That's fine." Shen Huaqing was born in a family, but he didn't seem to have so many hierarchical concepts. "During this time, let me help you pay attention."

Shen Yinghan nodded his thanks, and then asked: "Uncle is here, what's the matter?"

Shen Huaqing looked at Song Sijun, "I'm here to find Sijun. Come with me." After he finished speaking, he turned and left without giving Song Sijun a chance to refuse.

So Song Sijun could only follow Shen Huaqing to the courtyard where he lived.

After entering the study room and closing the doors and windows, Shen Huaqing said, "Do you still remember the matter of the hot spring palace?"

"Of course I remember." How could I forget the disgusting thing about the tea being put on the mouse.

Shen Huaqing: "I checked the child's identity again, and found that his mother, Jiang Furong, was the half-sister of Wei Changqing, the guard commander of the Imperial Forest Army. Back then, Wei Changqing's mother, You Shi, married into the Jiang family and gave birth to Jiang Furong. After dying of illness, You remarried to the Wei family and gave birth to Wei Changqing. Jiang Furong's father died of illness, and her mother remarried, so she was adopted by relatives of the Jiang family. So without careful investigation, I don't know the relationship between the two."

"Could it be that Wei Changqing wanted to harm Lord Hou? But why?" Song Sijun was puzzled.

Shen Huaqing shook his head, "It's probably not as simple as you think. There are people behind Wei Changqing's backstage. Jiang Furong and Wei Changqing are siblings, so Jiang Furong's rescue was probably a human-led drama." He looked at Song Sijun , eyes dimmed, "I asked you to come here today because I want you to help."

Song Sijun was inexplicably nervous, he swallowed, "Master, please tell me."

"Be careful, Your Majesty."

Song Sijun was slightly taken aback, a little surprised.Thinking of the closeness between Shen Huaqing and the emperor last night, listening to the other party's words, he couldn't figure out what the relationship between the two was.

Shen Huaqing continued: "I suspect that the matter of the hot springs has something to do with the emperor. Wei Changqing was born in poverty, and his current status is all due to the trust of the emperor, so he is very loyal to the emperor. Over the years, even I have been unable to bribe him, let alone others. It’s possible. So it’s impossible for him to plot against the emperor. I speculate that Jiang Furong’s rescue was directed and acted by the emperor himself. The purpose is to bring their siblings under his command so that he can do things for him.” After saying this, Shen Huaqing stared at Song Sijun, carefully observing the expression on the other side's face.

Song Sijun was open-minded, so he expressed his thoughts frankly in order to win the other party's trust: "The emperor wants to use the hands of Wei Changqing and his brother to kill people with a knife?" Although he could see that the emperor's kindness to Shen Yinghan was a bit hypocritical, but He couldn't figure out what the emperor's purpose was for doing this.

It is normal for the emperor to be afraid of the high status of the Shen family, but Shen Yinghan's physical condition does not pose a threat at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye knew that Shen Yinghan would die of illness sooner or later, so why did the emperor make such a fuss?

Shen Huaqing obviously couldn't figure it out, "This is just my guess. That's why I only told you and didn't tell Yinghan." He looked at Song Sijun, "It's always right to be careful when you follow Yinghan. of."

Song Sijun nodded, "I understand."

The relationship between Shen Huaqing and the emperor is unusual, but judging from the performance of the other party just now, Shen Huaqing does not trust the emperor.

Shen Huaqing said: "There is nothing else, you can go back, don't make Yinghan worry."

Song Sijun nodded, then recalled what happened to Wei Changqing arresting people on the street last night, and said: "There is one more thing, I find it strange, I came back from Song's house last night, and met Wei Changqing arresting fugitives in the city late at night."

Shen Huaqing frowned, "Yesterday the emperor said that Wei Changqing should rest in Mu. And arresting criminals should be a matter for the Ministry of Punishment."

In this way, things seem to be clear.

The emperor was lying to Shen Huaqing, but Wei Changqing did not rest, but secretly helped the emperor to arrest someone.

And the emperor didn't want Shen Huaqing to know about this matter.

Shen Huaqing pondered for a moment, tapped her fingers on the table, and whispered: "No wonder he insisted on dragging me to drink yesterday..." He smiled wryly, "So he wanted to use this to haunt me."

But soon, Shen Huaqing's wry smile turned into a sneer, and then showed a bit of disdain, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

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Since Shen Huaqing told Song Sijun to be careful of the emperor, the days are still calm, as if nothing happened, and Shen Huaqing occasionally spends the night in the palace.

But the more they get along with each other harmoniously, the more Song Sijun feels that things are weird, and there is a sense of uneasiness that the storm is about to come.

Because he was restless, he didn't go to the Tai Hospital these few days, and stayed by Shen Yinghan's side.

It was snowing outside, and it was inconvenient for Shen Yinghan to go out, the two of them were lying in the room, Shen Yinghan spent most of his time practicing writing with his left hand, and now he is beginning to see results.

Song Sijun felt that his writing was much better than his own ghost painting talisman, but Shen Yinghan himself was still not satisfied.I insist on practicing calligraphy every day, and I will force Song Sijun to teach him how to read.

For a day or two like this, Song Sijun felt that he could still fool him. After a few days, watching Shen Yinghan teach him so seriously, he felt more and more guilty.

So he told Shen Yinghan that he already knew most of the characters and that he didn't need Shen Yinghan to teach him.

Shen Yinghan didn't believe it, so he found a book and asked Song Sijun to read it in front of him.

After listening to Song Sijun read a few pages, Shen Yinghan finally believed what he said. Surprised, he kept praising Song Sijun as a genius.

Hearing Shen Yinghan's praise, Song Sijun felt extremely guilty.

But after that, Shen Yinghan stopped teaching Song Sijun to read and write. The two of them usually stayed in the room, Shen Yinghan practiced calligraphy, and Song Sijun nestled on the soft bed next to the stove to read medical books.

Sitting around the stove in winter, I felt sleepy and fell asleep unconsciously.

When Song Sijun woke up from his sleep, he didn't know when there was a blanket on his body, and Shen Yinghan was sitting beside him, looking down at the medical book in his hand.

"Master Hou..." Song Sijun rubbed his eyes and took off the blanket covering his body.

Shen Yinghan looked at him and smiled lightly, handed him a cup of hot tea, and said, "There is a kid who was talking in his sleep just now."

Song Sijun was startled, almost choked on the tea, and asked a little guilty: "What did I say?"

Shen Yinghan just smiled and didn't answer.

Seeing his mysterious face, Song Sijun was even more curious about what he said, "What did I say?"

Shen Yinghan put the medical book in his hand on Song Sijun's lap, and said with a smile, "I lied to you."

Song Sijun was speechless, thinking that the child had failed his studies.

At this moment, Shen Yinghan took another book from the shelf, handed it to Song Sijun, and said, "This book is almost the same as the one you read just now."

The book in Song Sijun's hand was given by Gao Liangjiang, the head of the Imperial Hospital, while the one Shen Yinghan took from the bookshelf was bought at the bookstore last time.

Song Sijun was a little surprised, got up and took the two books together, then opened them one by one, and found that the contents were almost exactly the same.It's just that the book given by Galangal lacked a few pages about acupuncture and moxibustion.

Looking carefully at the author of the book I bought, it is Galangal.

Song Sijun: "The book Mr. Gao gave me contains nothing about acupuncture."

Shen Yinghan listened, and teased, "I'm afraid he is worried that you will stick needles in my body after you learn acupuncture."

Song Sijun rolled his eyes at him, "Am I such a careless person? Even if I wanted to practice acupuncture, I wouldn't do it on you."

"Why? Are you reluctant?" There was a smile in Shen Yinghan's eyes.

Song Sijun didn't dare to look at him, and muttered: "I don't want to part with myself, I'm afraid that His Highness the Princess will take my skin off."

"With me here, I won't do anything to you." Shen Yinghan said in a flat tone, as if making a promise.

Song Sijun hummed, then turned around and walked in front of Shen Yinghan, put his hands on both sides of Shen Yinghan's wheelchair, looked at him and said, "Then you can always be by my side to protect me. You haven't taken a nap at noon, go take a rest now meeting."

Shen Yinghan felt that Song Sijun was too close, the proximity made his heart flustered, but the other party didn't seem to realize his panic.

Shen Yinghan was at a loss, so he could only hum, and complied with the other party's request.

So, Song Sijun helped Shen Yinghan to the bedside, took off his coat for him, and urged him to take a nap.

The curtain was lowered, the light was blocked, and the eyes became dim. Thinking of Song Sijun, Shen Yinghan smiled unconsciously, and seemed to be in a good mood.

This sleep seems to be quite safe.