The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 936
The Mid-Autumn Festival in the first year of Taikang arrived as scheduled.

At two quarters of the hour, three carriages drove out from the corner gate of the other courtyard.

One is Zhu's carriage.

The driver has been with Mr. Zhu for many years and is a sturdy middle-aged man;

One is Ji's carriage.

Ji's house was raided, and he became visibly depressed. The carriage was not as luxurious as before, and looked much simpler.

One is a carriage from another courtyard, and the driver is a coachman from another courtyard.

The three carriages drove out of the alley and headed in different directions.

Which one to follow?
The leader of the tailgaters made a sign that each car would be followed by one person and they could not be lost.

After a cup of tea, two people walked out of the courtyard.

The following people could identify who these two people were at a glance——

One is Huang Qi, the personal guard next to Mr. Pei, and the other is Han Xu, the new fort master of Hanjia Fort.

Huang Qi and Han Xu got on their horses and left the courtyard together.

"Follow!"

"Yes!"

……

Zhu Mansion's carriage stopped at the entrance of Zhu Mansion, and Zhu Yuanmo got out of the car.

Zhu Yuanmo hurriedly entered the mansion, and half an hour later hurriedly came out with a baggage, and got into the carriage waiting at the corner door.

The driver said "drive--" and headed straight for the south gate.

……

Ji Mansion's carriage went all the way north. After leaving the North City Gate, it walked for another hour and then stopped in front of an ordinary house.

After Ji Haidong jumped down, he turned around and stretched out his hand.

A white hand fell on Ji Haidong's palm, and Ji Haidong held it. He gently lifted it with his other hand and picked up the woman from the car.

The woman wore a cloak and a veil, covering her face tightly. Judging from her figure, she should be a young girl.

……

The carriage from the other courtyard drove out of the west city gate in a leisurely manner, walked on the official road for half an hour, and then turned up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the carriage stopped at the entrance of Shuiyue An.

A teenage girl jumped out of the carriage and helped an old nun out of the carriage.

When the little girl wanted to follow the nun into the nunnery, he scolded her. She curled her lips and waited outside the nunnery in boredom.

The old nun didn't go in for long, and when he came out, he had an extra baggage on his hands.

The two got on the carriage, which went down the mountain and continued westward.

……

Huang Qi and Han Xu rode to the Han Family Inn in the capital.

After dismounting, Han Xu threw away the reins, called the shopkeeper to meet Huang Qi, and entered the inn with his hands behind his back.

Huang Qi chatted with the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper ordered the boy to take out a piece of paper. Huang Qi dipped his thumb into some red mud and made a fingerprint.

Immediately, the shopkeeper called two carriages and four waiters and ordered them to follow Huang Qi.

After Huang Qi got on his horse, he went to Xie's Mansion first. In half a day, Manager Xie led the people to move out two boxes and cages.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Qi returned to his Pei Mansion and spent another half day sorting out two boxes and cages.

When the sky was dark, Huang Qi led the people to Baiyao Hall, took out two large bundles from Baiyao Hall, and finally the group went straight to the other courtyard.

The things in the other courtyard have obviously been prepared, including four large camphor wood boxes.

The clerk said that the things needed to be unpacked and cleaned again. Huang Qi had no choice but to follow the two carriages back to the Han's Inn.

When we arrived at the inn, the clerk first unloaded the boxes from the car one by one, then opened them and took out the contents.

One boy counts, another makes a list, and another puts the items in the list in an orderly manner.

Huang Qi sat in the Grand Master's chair with his legs crossed, drinking tea and eating snacks, as if he was bored.

After the four large boxes were moved out of the other courtyard, the corner door creaked shut, and no one came out of the other courtyard.

The night is getting darker.

……

Imperial Mausoleum.

study.

Shen Chong stood beside Zhao Yishi with his head bowed. "Your Highness, this is the current situation. Third Master and the others should still be in the other courtyard. You see..."

Zhao Yishi raised his eyes coldly, and the cold murderous aura in his eyes made Shen Chong immediately shut up.

"Go to the other courtyard immediately to see if they are gone."

How can this be?

Shen Chong's expression changed drastically: "I will send people to stop all the carriages right now."

The study became completely quiet.

This kind of silence is what Zhao Yishi is most accustomed to, and what he fears the most.

When he was three years old, he had his own separate yard.

The courtyard was large and there were many people in the palace. No face was familiar. His wet nurse, Qian Shi, did not come with him. She had just been expelled from the Prince's Mansion.

He likes Mr. Qian, who has fair skin, fragrant smell, and speaks softly and softly.

When he woke up at night, he would crawl into the wet nurse's arms as a habit, but he would fall into the air and cry loudly.

The mother rushed in, picked up her hand and slapped her.

He was stunned.

"Son, don't be attached to anyone, especially women. They are all vixens who want to suck your blood and eat your flesh. You have to be wary of them at all times.

Son, you have to remember that in this world, you are the only one you don’t have to be careful about. You are the only one in your mother’s heart, and she will always do it for your own good. "

He sobbed and fell asleep.

The mother's footsteps faded away, and it was extremely quiet outside the curtain.

He always felt that there was a huge beast lurking in that silence, trying to devour him while he was sleeping.

Later he learned that Qian was not expelled from the Prince's Mansion, but died quietly.

She climbed into her father's bed, and his father was so overwhelmed by the beauty that he promised to seal her something.

The man was fascinated by Qian's family, and his son drank Qian's milk. How could the mother tolerate such an ambitious woman?

So her mother killed her.

Later, my mother also killed many young and beautiful women.

These women surround their fathers like butterflies, trading their young bodies for the badges that lead to glory and wealth.

When my father questioned my mother, my mother didn't even look ashamed at all.

"The prince is the crown prince of a country. He should put his family, country and world first. Those women have hollowed out your body and ruined your image in His Majesty's mind. They are worthy of death."

Quiet, as quiet as death.

He waited outside, his heart trembling with fear, fearing that his father would strangle his mother to death in the next moment.

Nothing happened, and my father walked away step by step, leaning on his crutches.

Later, he entered the palace and came to the side of the imperial grandfather.

The courtyard he lives in is bigger, and there are also some unfamiliar faces.He still couldn't sleep at night. It was even quieter outside the tent, without a sound. He wanted to go home.

But his mother would not let him go home. As long as he dared to walk out of the yard, the hairpin on his mother's head would poke him.

He had tasted that kind of pain once and didn't want to taste it a second time.

He must try to understand his mother's difficulties.

In order to let the imperial grandfather see his excellence, my mother did not know how much effort she had secretly spent and how much money she spent.

How can there be so many chance encounters and coincidences in this world? They are all based on little calculations.

When he arrived at his grandfather's side, he realized that his favorite thing was silence. Especially when he was reviewing memorials, no sound could be made in the palace.

Everyone was breathing heavily and didn't dare to move.

So is he.

In the silence, he saw the emperor's grandfather picking up the ink pen and slowly writing a few words on the memorial.

The memorial was handed into the hands of the eunuch who was responsible for the ceremony, and the emperor's decree was spread from the deep palace to the forty-nine cities and throughout the world.

Some people will be dismissed from office, and some people will be promoted;
There will be the destruction of a great clan and the rise of a great clan;

There will be people whose heads fall to the ground, and there will be people who stand out.

When he was a child, he thought that this silence gave his grandfather the power to think. Later he realized that silence is not strength, but power.

Zhao Yishi recovered his thoughts, picked up the pen, and started writing the post.

As soon as he finished writing three pages, Wang Yin opened the door and came in, saying respectfully: "Your Highness, there is news from Guard Shen."

(End of this chapter)