The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister

  Chapter 31

  Although Wen Ning was fined and grounded, Wen Tingchun did not say clearly whether she was grounded in the yard or in the mansion.

   She should be grounded in the mansion.

  At night, she went to the two elder brothers' rooms to deliver medicine. In the end, Wen Lan caught and nagged for half an hour, saying that she shouldn't have told him the truth, and she shouldn't have gone to Wen Qi to do such absurd things.

   After finally ending, Wen Qi caught him and stared meaningfully at him for half an hour.

   Her second elder brother has always been shrewd, and he must have guessed that she was taking advantage of that playful visit to catch his son-in-law.

   But if he doesn't ask, she will never tell.

  Back in the room was already much later than the usual bedtime, Linglan had prepared water for her bath earlier, seeing that it was getting late, she went to the kitchen to bring her a midnight snack while she was taking a bath.

  I don't want Wen Ning to finish her supper and sit alone in front of the chessboard, not wanting to rest.

   Linglan couldn't help persuading: "Girl, although we can't go out, we have consumed less energy, but we can't rest too late."

  Wen Ning was absent-mindedly playing with the chess pieces, but she was actually listening to the movement outside the courtyard with her ears up.

  The night was quiet, if the carriage came back, she could hear the wheels.

  Hearing Linglan persuade her like this, the boredom that lingered all night crept into her heart.

   Not to Linglan, but to herself.

  Although she didn't want to admit it, she was really waiting for Wen Tingchun to come back. Knowing that even if Wen Tingchun came back, he would not come to tell her what happened at Qionglin Banquet today.

  She just wanted to know a result.

  If this life is the same as the previous life, then someone from the Duke's Mansion will go to investigate Wang You's life experience, and then do a blood test to recognize the ancestor and return to the clan.

   Then continue...

  Wen Ning poured herself a cup of herbal tea.

   So what if the big fire follows?

  She is a boudoir girl, what can she change?

  Even if it can change anything, she finally broke up with Pei You, is she going to send her to make him suspicious? Just because of the lady's two bowls of noodles and one bowl of soup?

  Wen Ning threw away the chess pieces angrily, turned over on the bed, and closed her eyes to sleep.

   No, when she thought about the last few years of her previous life, she felt dark and dark. After finally doing it all over again, she would not allow such a thing to happen to her again, even if there was only the slightest possibility.

  She is just a little girl who just happened to snoop a little bit of secrets. How can she save the lives of three people?

  If that fire still happens in this life, it is their destiny, why would she disturb the destiny?

  She won't care.

  Wen Ning forced herself to fall asleep.

   After all, she has been grounded for a month, so she must stay in Wenfu honestly and stay at home.

  She will definitely not care.

   She will never get involved in anyone or anything that has anything to do with Pei You! -

  Chun Wei has released the list, and the crowded crowd in the capital finally began to disperse. It's just that after the Qionglin night banquet, a secret rumor quietly fermented in the streets and alleys.

  Princess Ronghua fell in love with Zhuangyuan Lang at the first sight at the Qionglin Banquet.

  Princess Ronghua has frequently been in and out of the simple royal residence recently, instead of being summoned by the servants, she visits the door herself.

  Princess Rong Hua's son, who lost nineteen years ago, should be twenty-one this year, the same age as Zhuangyuan Lang.

  Princess Ronghua has a beautiful appearance. Some people have seen Tianyan before.

  Could it be that the first six-yuan and No. 1 scholar since the founding of Dayin's dynasty is actually the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion who lost many years ago?

Yes.

   Definitely yes!

   No wonder!

   Just to put it bluntly, the son born of a dragon and a phoenix, a phoenix, and a mouse can make holes. How could this poor commoner raise such an extraordinary talent.

  It turned out to be the blood of the emperor and nobles, and the tiger fell in Pingyang and the phoenix fell into trouble.

  The poor students who were encouraged a few days ago all sighed.

  The atmosphere in the palace at this time is also a little delicate. In other words, from the night of the Qionglin banquet, when the Eldest Princess scolded the nuns around her to follow back to the palace, and questioned carefully about the ins and outs of adopting Wang You, the atmosphere in the palace began to become delicate.

  If it is an ordinary family, the son who has been raised for more than ten years is actually a prince and noble who lives outside.

  But Wang Fu has never been the one to bow down for five buckets of rice.

  Since the scientific examination was designed to miss the imperial examination, these years of training have made him hate and despise the rich and powerful, and he is unwilling to sell the foreign goods imported through hard work to those powerful dudes in business.

He carefully cultivated Wang You, and had high hopes for him, that is, one day, he would become a blockbuster, he could prove that there is no such thing as a poor family that is difficult to produce a noble son, he could slap those high-ranking families in the face, and he could personally prove the poor family The student's way.

  A few days ago, under the ginkgo tree in the yard, he was full of confidence in the realization of his ambition.

  It turns out...

   But it turns out!

On the one hand, as a father, he has loved Wang You’s father sincerely for so many years. He knows that if Wang You is really the eldest son of the Duke’s Mansion, he will have a smooth journey in the future. On the one hand, he still couldn't help sighing.

  In the past few days, he didn't show any abnormalities in front of Wang You, but when he was alone, he inevitably drank two more glasses.

  As things became clearer, people from the Duke's Mansion came more and more frequently, and Wang Fu couldn't figure out whether he hoped that Wang You would be the lost prince, or that everything was just a misunderstanding.

  Two days ago, the Duke's Mansion proposed to open the tomb of Wang You's "biological parents". Although the age, experience, and even the already faint pear-shaped birthmark on the lower back are all right, the royal blood cannot be confused, and it needs to be carefully and carefully.

   When it comes to Wang You's life experience, although it is somewhat disrespectful, no one has any objections.

  So now, in the not-so-spacious main hall of the royal residence, people from the Duke's Mansion are bustling and bustling. The Eldest Princess has been here for several days, and today she only sent Mother Cui, who is in charge, to come.

At this moment, Wang Fu and Nanny Cui are sitting on the main seat, one on the left and one on the right, Wang You is on the lower left seat, and Wang Qinsheng is standing beside him. Mrs. Wang fell down on the bed after returning from Wuli Mountain a few days ago, and did not attend the ceremony. .

  The others are servants of the Duke’s Mansion, standing together.

  Everyone is waiting for the purse in the tomb.

  Wang Fu knew it well.

  The purse, probably really can be used as evidence.

  At the beginning, he and Mrs. Wang used the purse as a clue to try to find Wang You's relatives.

  The purse, no matter the material or workmanship, even the embroidery thread on it, should not be something that ordinary people would have. At that time, the two guessed that Wang You's background might not be simple.

   It's just that they have inquired all over the well-known famous families in Lingnan, merchants and rich merchants, but no family has a room killed by soldiers, or lost a young child.

   I still remember that when he went to the Silk and Satin Workshop with his purse to inquire about it, the shopkeeper rubbed it for a long time and muttered, "This is more like...a tribute..."

  He wanted to ask more questions, but the shopkeeper waved his hand and said, "I don't know much, I don't know."

  At that time, he couldn't think of the capital anyway.

  Thinking back now, I realize that the gray line of the grass snake had already been foreshadowed.

   Not long after, the person who went to open the coffin had returned, and someone came in with a tray.

   Inside is a purse.

  (end of this chapter)