green bamboo dream

After returning to the house, he drank the soup that Ruan's mother had simmered on the stove for two hours, changed his clothes and waited for Cheng Xunxun to come back. ┃26nbsp;┃

So as soon as Cheng Xunxun came back, he was warmly welcomed to sit on the kang in the inner room. Just as he sat down, he was stuffed with a cup of tea in his hand. say.

"Okay." Cheng Xunxun patted her head amusedly, "I'll tell you."

"Yeah." Yu Zhu smiled with brows and eyes crooked, "How is Mrs. Jing'an?"

"Sent back to Pudu Temple." This is not a secret thing. Although Cheng Xunxun is smiling, his eyes are bright and dim, obscure. Although they are the family of Gongqing and have great power, they are also scruples Not less.

He picked up a wisp of black hair that was draped by rain bamboos on the back of his head, and twirled and stroked it between his slender fingers, "I didn't expect this Pudu Temple to rely on quite a lot."

Two vertical jujube-shaped palace lanterns were placed beside the kang. The bright lights reflected the translucent glazed lampshade, falling on the dark green silk of the rain bamboo, jumping and dancing, and each strand of hair seemed to be made of silk. The top-quality pine smoke ink is carefully drawn on the purple gold and white jade paper. It is black and shiny, and the tentacles are slightly cool and smooth.

Not to mention that Cheng Xunxun is always in love with it, even Yuzhu himself is very fond of it. The medicine of the old monk Zhiyuan is really good, although its original purpose is to tickle cats...

"The kind of master Zhiyuan is the real eminent monk..." Yu Zhu muttered as he let the man's hand rage in his hair. The man of Buddha.

When she was released with her father, she followed Cui and met many so-called eminent monks, all of whom were mere appearances but not spirits; after returning to Beijing, she also went to Pudu Temple, and there were countless monks, almost all of them white, fat and rich , and some have greasy faces on their faces... In such a temple, no matter how strong the incense is, no matter how exquisite the Buddha statue is, it is useless.

Cheng Xunxun felt that the girl under his command looked very cute like the cat raised by monk Zhiyuan, and he liked it in his heart, so he couldn't help petting it again and again, "Master Zhiyuan is indeed not comparable to those fake monks..."

"You haven't finished what you just said, so who is the backer of Mrs. Jing'an?" Yu Zhu scrambled to his feet, black waterfall-like black hair covered half of Cheng Xunxun's body, smelling a faint fragrance.

"That person lives in the temple." Cheng Xunxun frowned, "The temple wants us to take care of..."

His voice was full of deep ridicule, "... who else but the old prince?"

Seeing Yuzhu's ignorant look, knowing that she had never heard of it, she began to popularize science patiently.

It turned out that the old prince was named Jing, he was the No. 13 younger brother of the former emperor, and there was very little news about him in Beijing, because he went to Pudu Temple to become a monk when he was 14 years old, and he never left the temple again. .

However, since he was the only surviving prince of the former emperor's generation, the Ministry of Rites did not dare to treat him badly, and the salary and rewards he deserved were never much.

"Why did Prince Jing let nuns go to the back house to sell incense?" Yu Zhu was still at a loss, these facts were somewhat beyond her level of cognition.

Cheng Xunxun put the teacup in the other hand on the nanmu cloud pattern bent-leg kang table, "It doesn't have to be like this." His eyes were a bit cold, "I don't think Mrs. Jing'an is a good person in the first place. Selling that kind of thing is fine... People who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and sell their masters all at once just to survive, this kind of person is the most abominable."

Is it true that men's thinking is different from women's? Yu Zhu thought about what she was thinking just now, where did Mixiang come from?Or which houses can't be clean?

... Anyway, it is definitely not a question of betrayal.

"However, Prince Jing won't go anywhere easily." Cheng Xunxun's eyes darkened, with a bit of fear: "...the birth mother is just a small palace servant, and until she dies, the mother will be promoted to a talented person based on her son. There is no effective external support."

"Moreover, I heard that there were dozens of adult princes back then. When the Holy One was seriously ill, most of them were in the prime of life, and all of them had powerful mother clans. Fights are everywhere...after the first emperor succeeded to the throne..." Cheng Xunxun's voice gradually lowered when he said this, "to this day, only this one is still alive..."

Yuzhu shivered a little. You don't need to listen to many people to think of the bloody and cruel battle for the heir apparent. There were more than a dozen adult princes, plus the families and factions behind them, their in-laws... so many people Enough to make a bloody storm blow over Beijing.

I really complied with that sentence and took a step back...

"Tomorrow, I will send Steward Li to the clan mansion to hand over a sign to ask to see the emperor." Cheng Xunxun let go of Yu Zhu's hair, put his arms around her and stood up: "Today is also a busy day, let's rest early."

The emperor should worry about the affairs of the royal family, and outsiders should not worry about it.

Since then, the matter has disappeared without a trace, and the Cheng family's big house has lost an aunt without a sound, and without even a splash, it was quietly submerged in a pool of deep water in the capital.

Mrs. Xie tightly covered this matter, and she was not allowed to reveal it at all. Let alone whether Mrs. Ji killed Aunt Chen's younger brother and cut off her future support, even if it was true, it was just a joke. My aunt's younger brother is nothing more than a serious relative, so why bother to hurt the relationship between the eldest grandson and grandson's wife because of him.

The unique situation of Cheng Guogong's mansion made Mrs. Xie until today, apart from a cruel heart, he hated his dishonest aunt and intercourse. If he could give birth to children in a proper manner and serve the men, he would be well-clothed, rich and prosperous. Wealth and honor are indispensable; but if someone has a big heart and has a crooked mind, then don't think about it...

However, Mrs. Xie was much softer than when she was young. After sending little Aunt Chen to a proper nunnery for cleaning up, she sent someone to look for little Aunt Chen's younger brother.

"Poor thing, the bone in my hand was broken... I was lying on the bed, my eyes were swollen like walnuts, and I didn't care about anyone." Yang's mother described what the servant saw to Mrs. Xie, looking at Mrs. Xie selfishly. Can save him.

Mrs. Xie was wearing a lotus-blue lu silk gown with gold thread, with a golden-brown satin embroidered with red plums inlaid with red treasures on her forehead, and with her eyes slightly closed, she asked, "Where is he now?"

"It's still in the original place, the house is very simple, and there is a servant girl by my side to take care of it." Mother Yang replied.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside, and then heard the little maid who opened the curtain outside report: "Old lady, Manager Zhao is asking to see you."

Mrs. Xie was slightly puzzled, and immediately ordered someone to come in. Mrs. Zhao was the one who ordered Mrs. Xie to take care of little Aunt Zhao's younger brother. At this time, he came back in a hurry, could something have happened?

"Old lady, the villain who killed little Aunt Chen's younger brother has been found!" Manager Zhao ran in a hurry, he was still panting slightly, but his eyes were bright. luck.

"The little one went to the west of the city as instructed, and took the old doctor of Renshantang to change the medicine for Mr. Chen Yan. After walking a few times, he became familiar with it. By chance, he saw two sneaky figures coming in at the door. Manager Zhao grinned, "I saw them trespassing on private houses, so I led the servants to take them away... I just pointed it out to the servant girl, the fat one and the thin one just deceived Mr. Chen Yan two thieves."

Xie's eyes opened immediately, and asked: "Really, did the little maid admit her mistake?"

"It's absolutely true." Zhao Guanshi repeatedly assured, "Mr. Chen Yan saw that the two thieves also made movements, and they rushed forward and wanted to kick them."

"That's great." Mother Yang listened happily, "Bodhisattva bless you, I finally caught the villain."

Mrs. Xie frowned, pondered for a while, waved off Guanshi Zhao, got up and went to the outer courtyard to find the old man.

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"Oh, there are other things like this." The old man has always been indifferent to the affairs of the inner house, and today the old wife who is always vigorous and decisive came to ask him about things, which surprised him in itself.

After hearing what happened, he was relieved, this kind of thing is really beyond the hands of the housewife.

"In my opinion, it's better to let it go." The old man walked a few steps in the study, and finally stood still and said.When the prince is involved, it's not a dispute between wives and concubines in the backyard. He is very satisfied with the current situation of the Cheng family. As long as he makes plans and removes one hidden danger, he will be able to sit back and relax in the future.

But if the two rogues caught were tracked down, no matter what happened in the end, the Cheng family would never be able to separate themselves from this matter.

Mrs. Xie was a little hesitant, she was a person who couldn't rub the sand in her eyes, and she didn't want to be deceived, "Let the old 2 investigate secretly, can't it work? If you don't figure it out, there will always be a thorn in your heart."

The old man laughed, walked to the cork and black lacquered official hat chair and sat down, "Ma'am, don't do this, think about it carefully, if any royal secrets are involved, it won't harm the whole family." Speaking of the latter, his expression has become a little bit serious.

Xie's expression turned serious, and he quickly responded, "I can save myself."

Nothing is as important as the safety of the family, as for the Ji family -- no matter what, it's always my grandson-in-law.

Seeing that she had figured it out, the old man nodded in satisfaction. This first wife is still very good, except that sometimes she is too rigid and doesn't know how to adapt...

"Since that's the case, let's call Manager Zhao to come over." Once you have made up your mind, you must implement it quickly, and it will be bad if something happens.

The waiter outside the door cleverly ran to find Guanshi Zhao, while Mrs. Xie sat down and talked to the old man about the happy event that Duke Qi's mansion will hold in the spring.

"...It's rare to invite our family, the gift list is thicker than usual?"

The old man frowned, rather unwilling to talk about it, and waved his hand, "Madam decides."

Mrs. Xie also guessed that he was impatient, and secretly sighed, it was supposed to be his in-laws, but he made it like this...

"Master, it's not good...it's not good, the young master has rushed out on horseback." During the silence, the servant's panicked cry suddenly came from the yard.

Xie Shi's heart sank suddenly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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