Chapter 195 A strategy that has the best of both worlds
Yu Qiansi still remembered what Boyi told her. After the Feng family gathered power at the border, the imperial court asked the Feng family to send their daughter to the palace in order to appease and warn them. However, it did not give any substantial support to the Feng family. The Feng family remained
They fend for themselves on the border. Therefore, the sword of the Feng family is the life of the Feng family.
People die with swords.
The knife was left there alone, no matter how you looked at it, it was just to attract suspicion to Boyi.
However, the Feng family still has its own little plan after all.
That's why I took advantage of the omissions of the Seven Buddhas Temple, and when I kidnapped the saint, I also took away the Golden Buddha and the Bronze Buddha, killing two birds with one stone.
A family that is rooted outside the Great Wall, has been fighting all the time, and is quite popular among the people. With gold and copper in hand, it is another bargaining chip for negotiating with the saint.
And what does the saint want to do? Does anyone in the court know about it? What will happen to the Duke of Qi...
Thinking of this, Yu Qiansi felt dizzy.
The relationship here is really too complicated.
She racked her brains but could barely reach the fur.
If you ask the young master, you will definitely get the best answer immediately, saving you the time of thinking hard.
But not this time.
If the young master knew that Boyi was involved, he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.
So this time, I can only rely on myself. No matter how chaotic it is, I have to slowly think it through.
The messy thoughts in her mind rose and fell like the tide of a river. When she tried to catch them, only a few white bubbles remained, which burst one by one at her feet.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the little white flowers at her feet that were twisted into a mess. Inexplicably, the look of Jikong's mouth with frosting on her face appeared in front of her, and her face was full of pride.
If the silence is still there, even if you make jokes and make jokes, there will always be someone who can help you sort things out.
The half-dead white flowers drooped on the grass blades, and a few petals were stuck to the leaves. It looked like they would not survive.
Mingjing, Sanci, Qifo Temple.
She calmly stepped over the cluster of flowers, her expression returning to silence.
The silence is gone, but the road still has to go forward.
Whether it's the affairs of the court, the Feng family or the Qifo Temple, they are never more difficult to solve than the old unsolved cases.
Until now, which one of your experiences has not been a result of being in danger and getting through it step by step?
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Yao An watched as his servants cleaned up the house and went to invite Wang Song, only to see him sitting on the porch, looking up at a dead tree in front of him.
The shadows of the trees fell on his face and scattered on his collar and cuffs.
Yao An blinked. The light and shadow actually gave a living person a sense of suspense. He felt flustered for some reason, and quickly stepped forward and walked over in a loud voice.
"Young Master, the temporary residence has been arranged. You have traveled all the way, so why not take a rest first. I will help you keep an eye on Miss Yu. When she comes back, let her come to you as soon as possible."
Wang Song, however, seemed not to have heard what Yao An said, and shook his head in a subtle way: "This tree has cracks all over its branches. I guess it won't survive."
Yao An felt anxious, and somehow he thought of the medical fragrance.
It had been many days since he had seen medical incense.
To be more precise, since that day when the young master returned from Junyuan Temple and locked himself up in the household department for two days and nights, Yixiang angered the young master for some unknown reason and was punished to think about his mistakes.
That day, as soon as he sent the young master into Junyuan Temple, Yi Xiang rushed over. According to the usual division of labor between the two of them, he unloaded the carriage and sent the horses to the stables, taking the opportunity to catch up on some sleep.
Yixiang, on the other hand, accompanied the young master to the monastery.
I heard that the gentleman in the monastery had great medical skills. If it had not been for him, the young master would not have lived as long as he did.
But after the treatment this time, it was the medical incense that carried the unconscious young master onto the carriage.
This is something unprecedented.
When the young master woke up, he took him and Yixiang directly to the Ministry of Household Affairs, and ordered him to guard the door and not allow anyone to enter or exit.
But he ordered Yixiang to follow him and they went into the archives together.
Then, the young master became furious in the treasury and ordered the doctor to go back and think about his mistakes. He would not leave the house without orders.
As for the young master himself, he was angry and angry, and he was angered by things in the palace. He was deficient in energy and blood, and became more and more sick. If Miss Jade had not given acupuncture to save her...
Yao An didn't dare to ask what happened, let alone think about it in detail, so he could only say respectfully: "Young Master, the sun is tilted and the wind is cold. It's better to enter the house earlier."
"Has A Si's room been tidied up?" Wang Song touched the tree trunk with his thin fingers, feeling the rough bark rubbing through many ravines in his palms.
It's itchy and painful.
This is the feeling of life gradually fading away.
"My subordinates have specifically given instructions. Miss Yu's yard is just across the wall from here. Everything has been arranged according to her preferences."
Wang Song heard this and murmured softly: "She doesn't have any preferences, but she is used to doing everything, and she doesn't look like a girl at all."
Seeing the unmarked pain in his palm but the itch hidden deep in his heart, he remained silent for a moment and then said: "When she comes back, let her have a good rest. There is no rush to come back and revive her."
After all, those people will continue to argue for a while.
Even if that Boyi couldn't come back on time, he could still find a way to get her out of this whole thing.
“The sun is getting thinner in winter, so it’s really time to go indoors.”
Yao An breathed a sigh of relief and led Wang Song towards the house.
There was a soft call from behind.
"Little Lord."
Yao An looked back and saw that it was Yu Qiansi dressed in red.
She stood at the entrance of the small garden, looking at Wang Song from a distance across these dead tree trunks.
I don’t know how long she has been here, and I don’t know how much she has heard.
Yu Qiansi walked quickly through the corridor, silently pulled Wang Song into the room, listened to his pulse carefully, thought for a moment, picked up a pen and wrote a new prescription, and then handed it over to the doctor.
install.
During this period, Wang Song looked at her lightly.
He didn't ask her about the results of going to investigate, or what her plans were. He just looked at her quietly, his eyebrows stretched.
Upon seeing this, Yao An quickly took the prescription and boiled the medicine himself. Before leaving, he did not forget to close the doors and windows thoughtfully.
The window paper gradually became stained with indigo.
The skylight in winter is really stingy.
Yu Qiansi's eyes moved back from the window paper. Even if she didn't want to lie to him, she still had to speak first.
On the way back, she kept comforting herself that it was for his own good that she kept it secret from the young master.
During the day, the two of you sang about me and suppressed the Feng family, which was just a temporary measure. This could deceive others, but not yourself. The young master must have guessed that there might be a deal between the Feng family and Your Majesty faster than she did.
Regardless of whether the saint knows Boyi's true identity or not, they are allies now. The young master has been suspected by the saint. If he continues to tell everything that the Feng family woman said, the young master and Boyi will definitely be confused.
The relationship between them was tense, which made the saint unhappy.
But just now she heard that the young master cared so much about her, she still felt sorry.
It was obviously a compromise, but why did she feel a little guilty in her heart?
"Young Master...we just--"
"It's not important, Ah Si," Wang Song was always very kind to her. Even when the poison was excruciatingly painful, he would always comfort her, the acupuncturist, with gentle words.
"I believe that the saint will be fine. It's just that the situation is complicated. You...don't get involved too deeply."
