There was silence everywhere except Zhao Qinghuai who kept chatting with her Mr. Song. Even though he said nothing, Zhao Qinghuai's interest did not decrease one bit.
Chu Shou just sat on the bank, throwing stones into the river one by one, not far away, causing ripples, and the splashing water hit the hem of his skirt, and then quickly spread out.
There were occasional sounds of fighting behind him, but no one seemed to care. When a secret guard in black clothes flew from the bamboo forest and whispered something in Shen Yi's ear, Shen Yi'an got up and told him that he could continue his journey.
Then someone drove a carriage over, and several people boarded the carriage. At this time, it was less than two hours before dark.
There was a black crow circling overhead, crowing once, then landing on the big rock next to the river beach, and stood there quietly, staring at the group of people with its dark eyes, rotating as they moved.
Chu Shou sat in the front room of the carriage with his arms folded, while Qing Feng quietly drove the carriage along the river.
"Are you going back to Beijing from Qingzhou?"
"Yes, there are ambushes in Chuzhou and Xunzhou, so it's not easy."
"But if you want to cross Qingzhou, you have to pass through the Nanshan Valley of Qingzhou. The home of bandits, it is much more dangerous than Chu and Xinzhou."
Qing Feng didn't answer any more questions and continued to concentrate on driving. Chu Shou didn't ask any more questions.
The car drove through a fork and continued to move forward. At the same time, six carriages came from nowhere, formed into two groups, and headed towards the left and right intersections respectively.
When Chu Shou saw this, he smiled and said: "As expected of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he didn't even give me his life, and he still wants people."
"It's time to seize and interrogate him carefully. It's so troublesome to go back to Kyoto."
The black crows that had been following them finally approached them. One hovered at low altitude for a while and landed on Chu Shou's lap. Its dark and shiny feathers glowed with green light. Chu Shou stretched out his hand to touch it. Not only was the crow not frightened, but he started to enjoy it. Chu Shou leaned over and whispered: "Go, good boy, open the way for us."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little guy flew out, circled for a while, and flew towards Qingzhou Nanshan.
Hearing several crows of black crows, Shen Yi opened the curtain harshly, looked sideways into the air, and said with a smile: "Nanshan Bandits, we don't have to worry."
Song Yanqing opened her eyes and listened to the crow of the black crow. She hesitated to speak, then closed her eyes again and rubbed her temples with her forehead in an attempt to calm the throbbing pain of colic.
The sound of heavy rain appeared again in his ears, washing down the street, mixed with a soft female voice, calling his name in a low voice. Song Yanqing leaned on his body and shook his head gently to try to wake himself up, but the black crow It screamed like a reminder, and the sound of rain turned into thorns, flying towards him.
Shen Yi saw that his forehead was covered with sweat, like a nightmare, and he couldn't wake up after shouting several times, so he immediately stopped the carriage, opened the curtain and got out of the car. Song Yanqing knew who he was going to find, and asked him to He tried to catch Shen Yi Ke, "Don't..." Before he could say the word, he fell onto the carriage and lost consciousness.
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When Song Yanqing woke up again, it was slightly dusk, but the surroundings were dark, and it was even darker in the carriage. Occasionally, the afterglow sneaked in while the curtains were rolled up, sliding across his forehead, eyes, and nose. Lips, little by little, the world begins to become clearer.
He frowned and smelled an unfamiliar fragrance, like grass and trees in summer, like the coldness of sunset and snow in winter, like after rain, like...
The back of the head suddenly began to sting one after another, making people uncontrollably irritated. Unable to relieve themselves, they could only struggle in a low voice.
But his eyelids opened and closed, as if he couldn't wake up. In front of him was a white gauze wrapped in green clothes, and a pair of hands quietly placed on his knees, as if he was... leaning on someone's shoulder.
Hearing a slight sound from the side, Chu Shou struggled to open her eyelids that she had tried to close, and looked down at someone on her shoulder. Her chin touched the young man's black hair, and the cool touch made her wake up a little more.
Her shoulders were a little numb and she couldn't move...
He could only stretch out his right hand in front of Song Yanqing, wave it in front of Song Yanqing's eyes, and whisper softly: "Are you awake?"
Song Yanqing understood in her heart, tried her best to suppress her physical discomfort, and reached out to press someone's shaking hand.
"Oh, wake up..."
"Your body is much stronger than it was three years ago. Why did you faint suddenly?" Chu Shou followed Song Yanqing's movements to straighten him up, while turning his shoulders, "Hiss..."
After he recovered, he continued: "Master Shen said you have a headache and angina pectoris. What's the reason..."
Chu Shou whispered, then reached out to feel his pulse, his head and his heart, but before she could succeed, Song Yanqing grabbed her wrist and said without raising her eyelids: "Don't touch me."
Chu Shou was stunned for a moment, and then his heart twisted. He put away the loneliness that swept across his eyes, and turned coldly: "I am a prodigal? I touch you..."
Meeting old friends is like meeting enemies. How could it be like this?
"I've been with you all afternoon, and I'm very tired. Please read it quickly so that Mr. Shen and I can have an explanation. He is much more anxious than me."
As Chu Shou spoke, he broke away from his hand and stopped trying to touch him. He quietly held his hand with his backhand and checked for his pulse.
No one spoke during the conversation, so Song Yanqing sat there quietly, not even bothering to open his eyes. Chu Shou felt a little angry and stopped after listening hastily.
He stood up and moved to the carriage door, saying softly: "Master Shen, ah..."
"Your elder's health is not serious. Maybe he has not recovered from his dizzy spells."
Shen Yi responded sternly and said: "Ah, that's the case. Thank you very much, Princess."
"Master Shen? Can you please stop and let me get back to the carriage?"
Song Yanqing's half-death attitude was really unbearable for her. She kept slapping her face, thinking she owed him a lot of money. Chu Shou couldn't stay any longer and wanted to escape from this place. It was better not to wake up.
If he knows how to talk nonsense, sew his mouth shut...
Seeing no one answered, Chu Shou opened the curtain and stood out. He raised his voice and said, "Master Shen? Please stop."
Shen Yi turned his head and said: "Princess, we are about to enter the gate of Kyoto. Please just wait for a while. The horse is running happily."
When Chu Shou heard this, he felt depressed. He threw away the curtain and sat back in the car. Well, it doesn't matter. Why should she leave? She is a princess. If she wants to get out of the car, he will get off...
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At the feet of the emperor, nature is prosperous.
The straight avenue is lined with all kinds of vendors. Some are fanning their cattail fans on their lounge chairs after a long day's work, and some are still selling. The area selling food is filled with steam. There are all kinds of fruits and vegetables, and all kinds of supplies and utensils.
It was packed with people, and there were also acrobats on the side, and people cheered one after another.
Surrounded on the other side were monks preaching about Buddhism, talking about cause and effect, reincarnation, and allusions from overseas. There was a circle below, with pious and solemn expressions, and they listened quietly.
There are also various teahouses and theaters, which really come alive in the evening. The bustling at night is even more prosperous than during the day.
The small buildings scattered left and right are connected in series by rows of small lanterns of various colors, like thick stitches sewn with thick needles and thick threads, covering people's heads layer by layer, which is more eye-catching than the stars that cover the sky.
The most prosperous street is the street next to the lake. The buildings are brightly lit, and the willows cling to the shore in spring. In summer, you can enjoy the coolness quietly. In autumn, you can draw boats and listen to the rain and sleep. In winter, you can watch the snow and catch sleeping fish. Every moment is lively.
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Children with buns were playing around, carrying lanterns, and picking up fruits dropped from teahouses and flower houses to eat. If they were lucky, they could pick up one or two copper coins to buy bunches of candied haws.
The old man was about to rest and take a nap where the moonlight could shine. He was holding all kinds of raccoon slaves in his arms, and he was also sleeping soundly.
Or sitting together and chatting, the parents have short stories, such as hearing that His Majesty suddenly fell ill, and I don’t know whether he fell off his horse or was really old...for example, the Lord Ruchuan County has returned to Beijing...such as the decline of the Wu clan and the decline of people.
People began to pray to the Buddha... Another example is that Gan Linzhou has changed to a unique musician, who plays the pipa well, and his predecessor went to Yanliu Lane to work as an oiran... and so on, no one is idle.
As night begins to cover the earth, the lake begins to sparkle with lights and moonlight. The flower boats seem to be covered in golden frost and bathed in golden powder. Pipa, guqin, and music are constantly playing, melodiously moving with the wind.
Along the bank, young men and women put down lotus lanterns, which were dark and floating, forming a sea of flowers.
Chu Shou couldn't help but look all the way. This scene was indeed more prosperous than five years ago. Alas, it turns out that things are different and people are different. Everything in this world is only a blink of an eye in five years, and it will be another in ten, twenty, or a hundred years.
What does it count?
The group of people walked through Chang'an Street, turned a few more turns, and gradually became farther and farther away from the noise, until there was no movement. Occasionally, there was a muffled sound, but they could not distinguish it clearly.
The horse neighed slightly and the car stopped.
"Princess, we have arrived at the general's mansion."
Chu Shou's grandfather was an old general with a gray beard and a stronger body than other grandfathers.
General Chu had been fighting for the country for several years, and he had been hiding in the military camp since he was eighteen or nineteen years old. He worked hard, had courage and strategy, and led a group of brothers to help the monarch pacify the northwest and regain the lost territory, and then advanced all the way south to capture Youyan.
The small countries were beaten to death and obeyed. Now they pay tribute every year, and they are awarded the title of General of the Conquest of the North or something like that, and they work with all the veterans to protect the late emperor's throne.
Later, when I got old and couldn't fight anymore, I rode a big horse back to the court, found a job as a free official, and enjoyed the happiness.
It's a pity that the life of the child below my knees is short.
Less than two years after her marriage, her daughter suffered a heavy hemorrhage, leaving a grandson and passed away. Fortunately, her grandson succeeded in inheriting his mantle and became a young and promising young general, guarding the northern border. His son-in-law, a civil servant, became a clean official after his wife passed away.
, he never renewed his string, and soared all the way up, becoming the prime minister of the dynasty.
As for Shan Chuan's son, he left a few years ago. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, leaving a granddaughter in Youbei. The old man in Youbei was rougher than a soldier like him, and he raised the child so that he was "good for nothing"
"With a heartbeat, he left the battlefield where he had fought all his life and went home to take care of his children. However, it turned out that he failed just like the old man from Youbei...
However, people still often compliment the Chu family for its prosperity. After all, both civil and military officials hold high positions. Only those involved can understand the feeling. It cannot be said that the family is prosperous.
However, it seems that among every aristocrat, there is always one who is incompetent in culture and military affairs, sitting on his own feet, relying on the foundation laid by the previous generation, and squandering like crazy.
So...Chu Shou naturally and perfectly took over the title of the rich playboy in front of the Prime Minister and General. Although she was only a nineteen-year-old girl...she was also classified into the playboy camp by everyone.
She also got the title of Princess Ruchuan by virtue of her grandfather, uncle and brother and the brilliance of the witch clan. She was also "lucky" to be favored by the doctor Miaochun and became his apprentice... All these things are attributed by people to
"Reincarnation is a technical job."
It would be fine if she was worthy of the position, but it was so obvious that she was not worthy of the position. However, everyone only dared to discuss it behind closed doors. After all, the princess had a powerful background.
He led people to burn down the temple of the monks from the Far East to praise the princess for her bravery and decisiveness. He killed the old lady of the Zhao family. It must have been her fate. She should be blamed for molesting the young master of the Chen family. He was ignorant of the rules and stripped the court officials.
There must be a reason for the clothes...
When Chu Shou was five years old, his father passed away, and his grandfather, who was returning to the imperial court, took him back to Kyoto from Youbei, where he lived for nearly ten years. As for the fact that he did not return to the capital for five years, there was indeed a reason.
Because no matter how powerful the background is, this country will always belong to the Zhao family. I heard that she and the eldest princess of the dynasty had a fight five years ago, and the brave and resourceful princess was fined from Kyoto. At least that's what the rumors say.
Otherwise, there would be no way to provide a reasonable explanation for Chu Shou's sudden departure from Beijing.
People are always willing to believe what they believe, because there are always people to set up a vane, and the public only needs to cover their ears and eyes and follow the wind, so it is effortless and can even bring a little entertainment spice to boring life.
Princess Ruchuan came back so quietly, without any fanfare or fanfare. She came back under the cover of darkness on an inconspicuous night. It was really not like her.
The horse's hoofs scraped lightly on the ground, seeming a little impatient.
"Master Shen..."
Chu Shou opened his mouth and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a cry.
"A Chu? Is it A Chu?!"
"Master Shen, please wait a moment."
After Chu Shou finished speaking, he walked around the carriage and flew out from the mansion opposite. He ran over waving his arms, followed by five or six maids and attendants who also trotted over in a hurry.
This person's name is Lin Yujiao, the only son of the Marquis of Zhiyuan. He likes to wear thin persimmons, the sky and water are blue, he has red lips, thin eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, fair skin, good looks and long legs. His nickname is Jiaojiao, and his words are as clear as his face.
"It's really you!"
Lin Yujiao was about to go out when he saw three carriages parked at the General's Mansion across from him. He watched the woman in green twigs get out of the car, and it overlapped with what she remembered. No matter what,
He waved his arms and shouted. When he saw the man coming out, he became more and more sure and wanted to jump up and fly over.
"Of course it's me." Chu Shou smiled and narrowed his eyes, rubbing his left shoulder that was slapped.
This is how friends meet. I can't say a few words, but just laugh non-stop.
Lin Yujiao drew a circle around Chu Shou, with a smile on her face and eyes, her heart was excited, her cheeks were glowing with a thin red color, there were tears in her eyes, and she was blinking non-stop.
"You're getting taller. Why don't you eat fat? But as a woman, it's better to have a slimmer waist. Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back? I can even run twenty miles away to pick you up. I haven't seen you in five years. , I can’t even recognize you..."
Lin Yujiao stretched out her hand and pinched Chu Shou's face, rubbing and rubbing, smiling from ear to ear with her tiger teeth exposed, reluctant to let go.
"That's right, huh, I'm not going to pick you up. None of you are loyal enough. Young Master Gu can go to that dangerous place in the north and not come back. That guy Shang Yi said in the name of doing business. Why are we all at home, what about you? You only sent me nine letters in five years, okay, you are all grown up and you can’t help your mother..."
Chu Shou quickly pulled him aside and whispered: "Jiaojiao, don't be angry. I swear I have my own reasons, really."
"Really?" Lin Yujiao raised his eyebrows, looking down at the starry eyes of someone looking up, half convinced.
"You know, I went to see off the Heavenly Official. I originally wanted to have some fun and then come back, but it turned out that Mr. Shen of the Procuratorate was so kind that I couldn't refuse. I couldn't refuse, so I didn't have time to tell you."
"The Metropolitan Procuratorate? Shen Yi Ke?"
Lin Yujiao jumped over Chu Shou and looked at him. His brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were indifferent. The carriage was hung with the flag of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He could not forget this flag. The driver was indeed a secret guard of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. In this car, it was Shen Yi was harsh.
Lin Yujiao withdrew her eyes, looked at Chu Shou gently again, and said seriously: "The people in the Metropolitan Procuratorate are ruthless, selfish and indifferent. Don't get too involved with them."
"Aye's family was ruined. He left his hometown and went to the northern border to suffer because of their blessings. Those people don't distinguish between black and white, they are all cruel wolves."
Chu Shou couldn't help but look back, then turned to Lin Yujiao and nodded solemnly, saying solemnly: "I understand."
Lin Yujiao sighed lightly, put his arm around Chu Shou's shoulders, and said happily: "Then I'll treat you to dinner at the most expensive restaurant in Kyoto tonight?"
Chu Shou immediately shook his head, pushed him away and said, "Hey~ No, my old man will probably be in tears all day thinking about me. I have to eat the first meal with him, don't even think about it."
Lin Yujiao snorted, with a smile on his face that I knew he was. He pushed Chu Shou's shoulder and said, "I'm not asking you sincerely. Let's go. Let's take a good look at whether your old man is the same as before." Tears washed down my face.”
Lin Yujiao waved his hand, and the boy beside him understood the idea and immediately drove out in a carriage and took him to the appointment.
Lin Yujiao leaned out of the window and was waving goodbye to Chu Shou. Chu Shou looked at the carriage going away and smiled, then turned and returned to the door.
Chu Shou stood outside the car with his hands behind his back, looking down at the stones twisted under his feet.
Shen Yi harshly opened the curtain, revealing only his chin, glanced at Song Yanqing, and said, "Any other instructions, Princess?"
"Well..." Chu Shou kicked away the stone, raised his chin, and said hurriedly: "It's nothing. I don't want to talk about it now. Master Shen, please come back."
Shen Yi raised his lips and smiled harshly, "Then I'll see you another day."
Chu Shou responded, turned around and stood on the doorstep, holding his left wrist with his right hand and watched the group leave. Looking at the carriage that was getting further away, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyebrows gradually broadened, and the pretentiousness and anger of his little daughter's family disappeared, and his eyes changed. It was dark and unclear, and with a slight sense of scrutiny, he said to himself: "It seems that you have hated me for three years. Isn't it just a broken promise... It's not like that, I'm afraid someone is causing trouble."
The more he talked, the colder Chu Shou's eyes became. Under the moonlight, they were slightly fierce and filled with some indescribable mist.
When she turned around, she found that someone had been waiting at the door. When she turned around, the man immediately bowed his waist and lowered his head.
Chu Shou looked up and down, then changed his smile, pointed at the plaque "Zhenguo General's Mansion", and asked softly: "This... the internal official, do you have anything to do with this family?"
The official had been waiting at the gate of the General's Mansion since noon. He was hungry and tired. Finally, Princess Ruchuan arrived. Unexpectedly, she was riding in the procuratorate's carriage. He waited quietly with his face turned sideways, not daring to express his anger.
I wish I could dig a crack in the ground and hide it.
Chu Shou suddenly spoke to him again. His legs softened and he knelt down. He wiped his sweat in a panic and said: "This servant is the treasure of the Funing Palace. The imperial concubine knew that you were returning to Beijing today, so she specially asked this servant to take you into the palace.
Talking about old times."
"Oh?" Chu Shou raised his eyebrows and looked up at the night, "The palace doors are all locked now. I'm afraid we won't be able to talk about old times. Let's talk about it another day."
Say something and leave.
"This..." Jinbao was eager to persuade him to stay, but he didn't know where to start and stuttered in a hurry.
Chu Shou turned around and knocked on the door, once, waited for a while, knocked twice, and waited for a while... When he was about to knock for the third time, he withdrew his hand, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, sighed, and changed his smile.
He turned around and strode towards the carriage entering the palace.
When Jinbao saw this, he stood up quickly and said, "Thank you so much, Princess. Thank you so much, Princess..."
The imperial concubine has spoken, and if Princess Ruchuan cannot be invited, she will ask him to come to Baotitou!
Jin Bao pulled up the reins and touched his neck unconsciously. An An An felt moved in his heart and cried in the wind.
Chu Shou's voice came from the carriage, and he said lazily: "Don't thank me, thank General Chu."
Without even opening the door, isn't this just forcing her to enter the palace?