Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 35 Return to Beijing
In early spring, the mountain trails were deserted and cold, and only a few nightingales broke the silence, serving as companions for the pedestrians on the way.

Not far away, a group of three people rode a maroon horse, roaring past.

The long mane is flying, and the horse's hoofs are churning, leaving deep marks on the slightly moist muddy ground after a rain.

The sound of horseshoes caused some movement in the forest, and the warblers standing on the branches watching the moon fluttered their wings and cowered under the leaves.

The reins in the hands of the three of them were tightly held in the palms of their hands, and they leaned extremely low as if they were in a hurry.

From Suzhou to Beijing, ordinary people can ride horses in four days, which is fast, but Ying Su and the others arrived at the Ninth Prince's Mansion on the outskirts of Beijing in less than three days.

The bronze beast-mask ring made a clattering sound when it was buckled. After touching it four or five times, a servant came to open the door rubbing his sleepy eyes.

The boy was surprised, where did this guy who is not afraid of death come from, he dared to knock on the door of his prince's mansion in the middle of the night, and was about to be ruthless, when he opened the door, he saw the master came back.

His cheeks trembled slightly, his chest jumped wildly, he put back his original fierce appearance, and quickly patted his robe and knelt down to pay his respects: "Waiting for Master to return home!"

"Well, get up!"

Ying Su has been on the road non-stop for the past three days, and has never slept well. Now her eyes are bloodshot, and she took a cold look at the boy who opened the door, and saw that the boy buried his head even more deeply.

He opened the straight-breasted gown and stepped over the threshold.

But within a short time, everyone in the mansion knew that the master and son had returned, and they were still cautious in doing things and speaking.

"Master is back?" A woman sat up from the crescent-shaped double bed, and lifted the curtain with her bare hands, revealing a pretty face the size of a palm, with dark calculations hidden in her eyes.

The person who asked the question was Yao Shi, the side concubine of the Ninth Prince.

Right now, the Ninth Prince's Mansion has only one side concubine, two concubines, and four concubines rewarded by saints, unlike other princes' mansions where there are many concubines and concubines, and there are groups of Yingyans, who can be messed up by a group of women all day long.

Ying Su's heart desires are indifferent, and she has always treated women indifferently. If she can step into the backyard once a month, the imperial concubine and empress will burn incense.

"Returning to my concubine, the master has already returned to the mansion, and I heard that he will be staying in the study room tonight." The little maid looked immature, as if she had just been selected into the mansion, and she didn't know the depth of the backyard of the prince's mansion.

"Snapped."

A crisp slap fell on the fair and young face, and it turned red in a short while.

The little maid didn't know what she did wrong, she covered her face and hurriedly knelt down on the cold ground.

Concubine Yao was condescending and cast a cold glance at her: "Do you need to remind me?"

The side concubine Yao is the daughter of General Yao Kang of Changyuan, her status is also high-ranking among the noble girls in Beijing, her temperament is arrogant and domineering, if there is a maid who is not as good as her, beating and scolding is a trivial matter, and she often makes troubles. human life.

The elders who served the masters in the Ninth Prince's Mansion all knew her temper.

This little girl must be a newcomer, she doesn't know the rules, and today she unintentionally touched Yao's concubine's fate.

Concubine Yao's face was gloomy, and she subtracted a little from Zeng's anger: "From now on, I only need to report the news that my master is going to live in the backyard."

The little servant girl was frightened like chaff, she shook her body and nodded repeatedly.

Before Yao shi got married, her father had told her that if she could tie the nine princes firmly and enjoy her own happiness in the future, except for the wedding night, that man never touched her again.

Thinking of this, Yao's expression became a little aggrieved, and he looked at the little maid on the ground with a sinister gaze.

After a while, there was a hissing sound of pain in the small courtyard.

Outside the study in the front yard, the servants walked very fast, carrying hot water basins into the bathroom.

Before Ying Su could wash away all the dust, a secret order came from the palace, asking him to enter the palace immediately.

It is not uncommon for the saint to know that he has returned to the capital, but if he is required to enter the palace at such a late hour, he is afraid that many people in the city will be alarmed.

This is interesting.

Without delay, he only ordered Mo Ya to keep an eye on several places in the city, changed into a lotus blue court attire, and entered the palace.

The earth dragon in Qinhua Hall is still burning, giving off warmth, and the censer of the green-glazed 狻猊 is burning with soothing incense.

Emperor Zhao sat in front of the case with a sad face, staring at the pile of documents on the case, lamenting again and again.

The maid standing behind her held a bowl of decoction that had lost heat in the mahogany tray, which was obviously placed a little too long.

Outside the hall, the six-fold carved door was tapped a few times.

A lean eunuch came in, shook his whisk, walked to the front of the imperial court and bowed his body to salute: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince has arrived!"

Emperor Zhao's face finally loosened, and he rubbed the tense brows: "Come in."

"My son, pay my respects to Father." Ying Su stood up, saw that the medicinal meal carried by the court lady hadn't touched a mouthful, leaned over and said, "Father, is the dragon's body important?"

"Pa", he clapped his big palm on the table hard.

"If the widow's body is strong, how can he tolerate those aristocratic clans committing crimes?" Emperor Zhao jumped up against the case, his chest was blocked with anger.

He casually picked up a memorial from the case and handed it to Yingsu.

Is it actually a copy of Lu Guogong?
It seems that what happened in Suzhou City has already been disseminated.

Fearing that the sage would make a decision that would be unfavorable to them, the family rushed to hand over the book before entering the palace.

Really underestimated them!

"I can't trust others, I just want to hear what you say." Emperor Zhao's eyes were burning, and he wanted to wait for him to speak.

Ying Su's expression was calm, and he raised his head to meet those sharp eyes: "Father actually has a plan in mind, right? It's a small thing to check Yanyin, but the most important thing is to find out the reality of Lu Guogong."

Emperor Zhao's majestic face showed some admiration, and he took the soup in the hand of the maid and drank it: "Not bad."

"Lu Guogong's character must be better understood by the father than by the sons. When he resigned from office, he did not want to let the father have a rift with the family, but now the family is rampant. If you can't control it." Ying Su did not continue, just coldly with a face.

"It will catch fire!" Emperor Zhao took the words and murmured.

His eyes were lost, and his body softened and he fell back on the chair.

With a hint of nervousness in Ying Su's eyes, she stepped forward a few steps: "Father?"

Emperor Zhao waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

"He is kind-hearted, I am afraid of him"

"Lu Guogong has three sons, so he must not be an ordinary person." He knew what his father was worried about, but if he still allowed the family to continue to develop, it would be difficult to control it in the future.

"I know, you should retreat first, and we will discuss it tomorrow." Emperor Zhao closed his eyes to get rid of his fatigue, and he had already made up his mind to pay attention.

Ying Su knelt down, got up and retreated outside the palace gate.

"It's cool in the sky, let's go see off the Ninth Prince!" Standing outside the gate of the palace was a short, fat eunuch in a brown inner suit.

This person is the head of the imperial court, Jiang Xian.

The two accompanied each other and walked towards the palace gate with small steps.

They just walked back and forth on the road and didn't talk much.

Before getting into the carriage, Ying Su whispered to him in a firm voice: "Go and find out if there is any difference in the medicinal diet that His Majesty uses."

"Yes, the old slave has written it down." Jiang Xian put his hands on his cuffs and said goodbye respectfully.

(End of this chapter)