Wish Junshou and Tianqi

Chapter 9 Arguments of the Kyoto Coup 5
Saying goodbye to that good junior, Chu Shou finally returned home, fearing that someone would disturb her footsteps home again, she took two steps at a time, thinking about the temperament of the two of them at home. Without waiting for her, he entered the mansion through the back door.

As soon as the door was pushed open on tiptoe, the maids Ah Shui and Sanqian rushed up behind the door. One of them held an umbrella and held a lantern, while the other picked up the ground-length cloak on his arm and circled over.

Didn't say a word, just smiled.

Chu Shou subconsciously hid for a while, until he saw clearly the immature faces of the two under the Xunhuang light, and his eyebrows and eyes stretched.

Arching the cloak over his shoulders, he turned the umbrella in his hand to Ah Shui, who was holding a big umbrella, while Sanqian walked aside with a lantern in his hand, looking after himself.

Ah Shui's ancestral home is in the south of the Yangtze River, and I can't remember which mountain and river family it is. That year, there was a flood in Xunzhou, and the refugees went north. When Chu Shou was waiting for her general grandfather at the intersection, he met a woman who was holding a child. Going around in front of her again and again, finally the woman left and the child remained.

Chu Shou frowned, pulled the child and continued to wait for her majestic old general who was riding a tall horse.

When I was young, I couldn’t see it very well, I just remembered that Ah Shui was combing her buns cutely, struggling to hold a low stool to sit with the young lady. In winter, her little face was always flushed from the cold, and she seemed to like rain very much. .

Now that she has grown up, she does have a bit of the unique temperament of Jiangnan women, delicate and soft, and she smiles softly.

Sanqian is one year older than Ah Shui, and Chu Shou met him when he followed the old general from Youbei to Kyoto. At that time, the child was tall and thin, like the long arrow on her back, the arrow was hard and pointed, But it always breaks immediately.

I heard that she was an orphan in the military camp, and her parents died in the northern border. I forgot where, it seems to be even norther than the northern border.

Sanqian always wears a high ponytail, curled together randomly, and tightly wrapped with red cloth strips, just like a man's hair in the past, he is as thin as a monkey, and he is pulled and grown up by a group of men. The character is also like a boy, always pursing his mouth stubbornly, not very talkative.

The army returned to the capital and was stationed outside the city for a few months before returning to the northern border. While waiting at the gate of the city, the men who fought on the battlefield faltered for a long time. In front of Chu Shou's carriage, he begged for the child to stay in the capital.

Chu Shou will never forget that scene for the rest of his life. Almost instantly, tears welled up in his heart, and was suppressed again, and he opened his mouth and agreed.

They thanked and thanked.

Kneeling down and entrusting Sanqian, she stared at the man with big eyes, with big tears hanging on her cheeks.

Chu Shou didn't know what was entrusted, she only knew that she would never let them down.

So he got out of the car, carrying a package that almost everyone had put together, and pulled the stubborn girl into the carriage.

She seemed to be more reluctant to part with them than they were.

She said, "Don't look."

She said: "You have to stay here and live a stable life here. This is what your parents sacrificed their lives for, and your uncle and uncle paid for it with their life's achievements in fighting on the battlefield."

"How could they be willing to abandon you? It's too late for them to love you."

"My mother is a celestial girl of the witch clan. She said it was... she couldn't survive if she was a celestial girl. It happened that she passed away when I was born that year. As for my father, I heard that he misses my mother very much and talks about it all day long. "Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing east and west day and night without a break", seems to be crazy, I don't know if I hold my mother's clothes on a certain day in a certain year and disappear without a trace, I am just like you in this regard."

"Also, my great-grandfather never takes care of people. When I can leave, I don't care about me. I was raised by the Wu tribe. I grew up in the mountains. What about me? , Tsk, it's still the same as you!"

"There is one more thing. It's my first time to come to Kyoto. I heard that the brothers and sisters here are all white and fat. We want to become white and fat."

"I don't understand your original name. It seems to be from the northern border. I decided that we will change our name together. I will be called Chu Shou from now on. Longevity Shou, your name is Sanqian, and her name is Ah Shui... She seems to be called Ah Shui..."

There was also a child in the car, who was sleeping soundly, with white sugar cake on the corner of his mouth, and a bun, named Ah Shui.

The child whose name was hastily and quickly changed was nodded ignorantly by Chu Shou, and unconsciously hugged the package tightly.

"Ah Shui has grown a lot taller, and so has Sanqian, but she's lost a little weight. Eat more."

Ah Shui smiled softly, with curved eyebrows, holding a big umbrella and gesticulating excitedly: "It's been five years, Miss Qing has lost a lot, she's a head taller than Ah Shui!"

"Don't delay things. Miss must be exhausted after running around for several days. She was seriously ill in Youbei before, and I don't know if she has made up for it..."

"Okay, you, Sanqian, you'll start nagging me after you've been with the old man for a long time." Chu Shou muttered.

Sanqian smiled embarrassingly, and gently sucked his nose.

"Yes, miss, you have to draw up a prescription for me. I will make it for you, and we will make it up."

Ah Shui spoke very firmly, like a little soldier.

After entering the door, turn right and then turn right again, the night gradually disappeared the figures of the three people, the bamboo shadows were graceful, and the road was dark in three thousand, so he quickly lit the night light, Chu Shou wrapped his cloak tightly, his body gradually warmed up, and walked along the pavement. Walking unhurriedly on the cobblestone path, everyone is enjoying the joy of reunion after a long absence.

The path meanders all the way to a courtyard, which is the back door of the courtyard.

A piece of green bamboo grows against the wall, green vines are wrapped around the gray tiles on the wall, green and verdant, and the two lanterns hidden in the green leaves shake with the wind, flickering and dimming.

Walking back to the yard, the rain stopped.

The backyard is full of flowers and plants, but the time is wrong, and some seasonal flowers are blooming sporadically.

Facing the door, there are two round pillars. The cover is like glazed glass. It seems that the pavilion is embedded in the room. Only thick curtains are used to block the light. Once the curtains are closed, the furnishings of the whole room are closed. fundus.

When the layout was changed, Chu Shou was nagged by the old man for a month, and he shouted, "I don't have the money to build walls or doors for you? I froze you to death, you little bastard!"

Ah Shui helped put away the umbrella and put it on the corridor in the courtyard. The cornices were raised, and the remaining rainwater flowed down the steps drop by drop.

Chu Shou wrapped his cloak and stood under the eaves, waiting for the two of them to roll up the curtain, but rolling up the curtain is a big project, so he simply rolled up his sleeves to help roll it up.

I thought it was an ingenuity before, and even the servant of the Ministry of Industry praised her, but now it seems that there is no ingenuity, it is just sensationalism, and only trouble is left.

Finally rolled up, the warm heat in the room blows towards the face, mixed with the smell of some food, snacks and sake, which makes people feel more at ease.

"I thought you came back early, but I was dragged to the palace by the empress again, and the wine was warmed several times."

Ah Shui reached out to check the temperature of the food on the dishes, frowned and pursed his lips.

"If someone sincerely refuses to let me enter the house, why should I not be dragged away?"

Chu Shou sat cross-legged, taking advantage of the flickering candlelight, his eyes wandered around the large and small dishes on the table, and then took a sip of warm tea, talking nonchalantly.

"I don't know if it's the general's order or the prime minister's, but we are determined not to open the door, and neither of us dare to act rashly."

"En." Chu Shou chewed a refreshing cold dish, nodded, knowing in his heart that this was forcing her not to let her lose her temper, and she had to go, "I know."

"The internal official waited outside the mansion for a day, saying that he might not be able to make it back today, so he just stood and waited, but he couldn't evade it."

Sanqian took over the chatterbox, kept packing things in his hands, and said in a rough voice: "Bah! I feel sorry for that idiot? Standing at the door of someone else's house is a bad luck. The lady has been running around for a long time for the affairs of the heavenly official. How can this be so?" The reason for forcibly pulling people into the palace is that if there is something to do, I will have nothing to do with her, when the young lady left Beijing, I never saw her guarding her so eagerly."

"Oh, you are so quick to talk. I don't feel sorry for him...I feel sorry for the two pots of white water you poured."

Chu Shou laughed when he heard it. After not seeing each other for several years, the two little girls became more eloquent and joked, "You two should go to set up a stage and go tell a story under the overpass."

After eating hastily, Chu Shou immediately sat down in front of the desk. The desk was full of books, and a row of writing brushes hung on the pen holder in front, like chime bells, large and small, neatly arranged at a banquet in the palace. Ah Shui tidied up the bed inside. , Sanqian stood aside and was busy grinding ink.

Chu Shou often does not need to sign letters when he writes letters, just because of the peculiar shape of the characters. The little servant from the Ministry of Industry said, "Ingenious thinking, this is definitely a clever thinking"...

There is no way, I can’t change it back. She has been so vague and scribbled since she was a child, but it is not useless, at least it can prove the opposite of the argument of "words are like people", she is fresh, beautiful, crisp, generous, square and square A normal and always polite woman...

Ingenuity, absolute ingenuity.

Chu Shou let the brush waving on the paper, and said: "Well, yes, three thousand, you will send someone to buy a few jars of Linzhou's stuffed spring red tomorrow, and then buy some food, clothing, housing, transportation, etc. Things will be sent to Linglong Village in Nanshan, Qingzhou."

"To avoid danger, I took the Nanshan Mountain today, and I couldn't go up the mountain in person because of an accident on the road. Chu Zhou's temper, he might criticize me behind the scenes, so I must find someone who is smart and can talk, and handle things safely. .”

"Okay." Sanqian nodded earnestly, her angular facial features looked extraordinarily heroic under the candlelight.

"Oh, there's more..." Chu Shou just picked up his pen and picked it up again, "Because His Majesty hasn't improved for the past few days, rumors are spreading in the city. Ah Shui, you can go and ask tomorrow..."

"Miss, there's no need to inquire. Recently, people in the capital are panic-stricken. All kinds of rumors seem to have grown wings. There is a wave of unrest and another wave. It is not the same every day."

Chu Shou raised his eyebrows and became interested, "Oh? Tell me more about it."

"Some said that His Majesty was dying and had no way to recover, others said that His Majesty was framed by someone, that someone was planning to rebel, and there were even rumors that His Majesty indulged in lust and was sucked by a fox demon..."

"Fox demon?"

"Is it said who intends to rebel?"

"Everyone can say it, prince, relative, concubine..."

Chu Shou sighed, it is really fair and comfortable...

"You search and collect and pass it to Dali Temple. After tomorrow, I don't want to hear any more gossip."

Chu Shou folded the letter intently, and suddenly stopped the movement of his hands, and said to Sanqian: "Forget it, let Xuanji pass it to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

Sanqian was puzzled and asked, "The Metropolitan Procuratorate? Don't we always deliver our notebooks to the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Punishment?"

"His younger brother has returned to Beijing, so he should go see him."

Turning his eyes three thousand times, he didn't know the mystery and the news about his younger brother, but he quickly digested it, and replied solemnly: "Yes."

"Miss, why don't you go to bed early? Tomorrow, I will have breakfast with the general and the prime minister, and I have to get up before dawn."

After tidying up the bed, Ah Shui came to urge Chu Shou to rest quickly. Along the way, he blew out a few candles, and the room suddenly became dark.

Chu Shou responded again and again, speeding up the movements of his hands, and asked while tidying up the desk: "Well, how are grandfather and uncle these days? Are you in good health?"

"The general occasionally suffered from an old illness. He took the young lady's medicine according to the prescription. His health has improved a lot, but he has been sleep-deprived and wakes up before dawn every day."

"Master Xiang has been busy with official business these days, and sometimes discusses with several adults late into the night, and occasionally has a headache."

"Well, it's right to say that, the old man sleeps less when he's old, and my uncle is tired...it's right, it's all right."

Now that the court is chaotic, the big and small matters are probably piled up into hills waiting for him to deal with, and before five o'clock, he is ready to go to the court again, empty-headed to argue with other adults, think about it it hurts...

"Tomorrow, I'll go buy some soothing spices and medicinal materials, make them into sachets and hang them on the bedside... Although it's not very useful, it's still a good buy in front of the elders."

I only hate that the family is really thin, and the elder brother is away fighting again, and the number of times he returns home in a year can break his fingers...

Sanqian put away the letter, put it safely in his arms, showed sly eyes, and said in a low voice: "I don't think the general needs it. These days, in the name of walking the dog, I go to the southern suburb five streets away to drink tea every day." .”

After hearing this, Chu Shou asked with a smile, "Why are you walking so far?"

"Looking for relatives for Xiangye."

Chu Shou put on the last book, and opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Grandpa is going to continue the string for uncle?"

Sanqian helped to put on his coat again, and continued: "Since Mrs. Xiangye passed away, the general has been thinking about continuing the strings for Xiangye. It is probably because Xiangye has a headache recently, and there is no caring person around to take care of him." , that’s why it’s urgent.”

Chu Shou sighed: "My little aunt left early, my uncle brought up my cousin for my aunt's last wish, and has been taking care of us and my father. He has done his best in everything, and it is time to think about himself, but... I think uncle wouldn't want to."

"Miss!"

Just as he was talking, he heard Ah Shui walking anxiously and quickly, holding the dry green bamboo paper umbrella in his arms.

"Miss, you seem to have something strange looking at the handle of the umbrella."

Ah Shui handed the umbrella over, and a string of beads that had been used for rinsing was caught in the hollow handle of the umbrella inside, and there seemed to be a dark layer inside.

Chu Shou turned the handle of the umbrella with his hands, and pulled out the handle that was connected with the flowing beads. Looking inside, there was indeed a narrow flying page rolled up. When he pulled it out to read, there were four sentences and four words written on it:

"Building a flying tower high, enjoying the view from a distance, with a silver ring in your hand, so you fall from a high platform."

Chu Shou turned his eyes to look at the green bamboo and green umbrella on the table. Under the candlelight, it seemed to be coated with a layer of gold sand, and said to himself: "It's a good one-a silver ring with plain hands."

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