The prince and brother Situ Cen were talking in the Glass Flower Hall. After hearing his brother's suspicion, Situ Cen thought for a moment and said: "There are some things for which we have no evidence and we dare not make wild guesses."
The prince glanced at him: "You guys?"
Situ Cen curled his lips: "It's all Jia Cong's guess, I don't believe it all yet." The prince nodded, stood up, opened the door and called someone to come forward, ordering him to go to Jia's Horse Racing House immediately to call Jia Cong over. Situ Cen was inside.
Said, "It's so late, why are you in a hurry?"
The prince said, "It's been two days, and there hasn't been any sound from uncle's place. It's better to hurry up." Situ Cen's eyes flashed; the prince glanced at him and sat down to drink tea.
When the prince's people arrived at Jia's horse shop, Jia Cong was telling Western fairy tales with his wife. He was unwilling to move and said to the visitor: "It's so late. Can't we discuss it tomorrow?"
The man said with a cold face: "Your Majesty is destined, please Mr. Jia to go now."
Jia Cong felt unhappy and snorted before speaking. Chen Ruijin coughed twice behind the screen. Jia Cong pursed his lips and complained: "Humans are not machines. They have to get off work at some point! Machines also have to be overhauled." Chen Ruijin said again.
After coughing twice, Jia Cong had no choice but to change his clothes and follow him.
When they arrived at Situ Cen's glass flower hall, Jia Cong, with a dark face, stepped forward to salute the two uncles and said, "May I ask your two highnesses why you have summoned them all night?" Situ Cen just winked.
The prince was as indifferent as usual: "Excuse me, Mr. Jia. Azen said that Mr. Jia has some speculations, and he can't tell me if there is no evidence."
Jia Cong looked at Situ Cen: "I have so many guesses, which one are you referring to?"
Situ Cen laughed: "That's not it."
Jia Cong looked at the two brothers again and felt that something was wrong. "Did you escape from your uncle? Or did something else happen?"
"No, no! My uncle didn't come."
Jia Cong touched his chin: "So my cousin is here?"
Situ Cen gestured: "Don't guess, there is none."
Jia Cong spread his hands and said to the prince: "Monk Wansheng Zhang Er is confused. Your Highness, can you tell Wansheng what happened first?"
The prince glanced at Situ Cen, put down the tea cup in his hand, and spoke in detail about what happened today. After he finished speaking, Jia Cong looked at Situ Cen. Situ Cen said: "That's what happened." Jia Cong looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile.
Huizi looked at Situ Cen and said, "Look what I did!"
Jia Cong said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said it too simply. Acen, why don't you say it again and I'll listen?"
Situ Cen sighed: "You are annoyingly tight." Then he said it again.
Jia Cong thought for a long time, then stood up and bowed deeply to the prince: "Can Wansheng and Acen have a private conversation alone?" The prince nodded, got up and went out, waiting outside the glass flower hall.
As soon as the hall door closed, Situ Cen immediately let out a breath, kicked Jia Cong and said, "What do you want to say? I don't want to tell my brother about that right now."
Jia Cong glanced sideways at him: "That's not what I'm talking about."
Situ Cen lowered his head to drink tea. "What is that?"
Jia Cong said: "Although there are various possibilities for the woman your mother-in-law has prepared for you, your uncle's daughter is most likely to be her. If you are drunk and have not seen what she looks like, how can you say that it is not the case? How can you just
Do you know? You must have seen that woman, recognized her, and knew she was not your cousin."
Situ Cen shouted: "I really don't recognize her!"
"What did I say?" Jia Cong clapped his hands, "You saw it. Tell me who it is."
"I don't recognize her!" Situ Cen said, "I've never seen that woman before."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "That's who he looks like." Situ Cen's eyes twitched, making Jia Cong look at him! "Who does he look like?"
"It's not like that." Situ Cen rolled his eyes. "I've never seen such a woman."
"Tch~~" Jia Cong also rolled his eyes, "You two even talk the same roundabout way. Then you have seen a man like that?" Situ Cen's eyes twitched again. Jia Cong sighed, "If it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
Forget it. People all have corners of their memories that they don’t want to touch. But isn’t this important right now?”
Situ Cen was silent for a long time and said in a low voice: "I will check it out myself."
"I thank you and your whole family!" Jia Cong hummed, "In your state, you are still choking on something, it would be strange to find out." Nai shook his head, "That's all, I've never seen you like this since I've known you.
You're like a little rabbit. I'm so pitiful, so I won't force you." He reached out and patted his shoulder, "You should go to bed early. If you really can't sleep, just count the sheep. Let's talk about everything later, it will get over."
Situ Cen smiled bitterly: "Thank you very much."
Jia Cong stood up and went out, but the prince was still standing outside. Jia Cong watched him bow to the ground and said: "Acen refused to say, Wan Sheng already had an idea. It's just... there are some things, maybe it's better to stay confused.
?”
The prince said: "Being confused makes you muddy. You cannot be confused in serious matters."
Jia Cong said: "However, there is always an unbearable lightness in life. Although Acen is younger than the prince, he is still willing to protect his brother." He bowed deeply and left. The prince looked at him from behind for a long time, then turned to look at the glass door.
Inside, Situ Cen was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, looking like a newborn puppy from a distance.
Two days later, Chen Ruijin sent a message to Mrs. Qiu, asking her to see the appearance of the Yingluo picture she had modified. Mrs. Qiu took Yingluo over. In the following days, Situ Cen was passive and sabotaged. The Wen Po did not check, he
My uncle's manager Liu didn't let him go, and he didn't bother to go to the Yamen.
A few days later, there was a shop selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the south of Chengdu. The owner let out the news and said that he had received Wang Xizhi's invitation to Shangyu. This alarmed the scholars, and many scholars sent people to inquire about the news. On this day, a great Confucian named Yuan Mingbai,
I went to the shop to inquire about Shangyu's invitations. The owner came out and greeted me with a smile, saying, "I do have Shangyu's invitations, but I haven't gotten it yet."
Yuan Bai hurriedly asked: "Where are you now?"
The owner said: "Sir, you've come just in time. The seller is a scholar, and he's trying to screw him over. The villain is bargaining with him behind the scenes. Why don't you help the villain too?"
Yuan Bai was overjoyed: "Take me there quickly!"
The boss repeatedly said, "Thank you, sir!" and led Yuan Bai back.
I saw that the back of the shop was quite small, and as soon as I entered the courtyard, there were two young people playing chess in the courtyard. When one of them saw them, he said, "We have guests, so we can't play anymore!" The other Touzi laughed and said:
"It's easier for you."
The one in front stepped forward and bowed to the ground in front of Yuan Bai: "I have met Mr. Yuan."
Yuan Bai was startled, pointed at him and said: "You..."
The young man smiled and said: "Jia Cong was born late. Because he wanted to see Mr. Yuan but was unable to do so, he had to resort to this trick."
Yuan Bai was startled, then turned coldly: "If Mr. Jia wants to see my subordinate, just give me an order."
Jia Cong said: "I don't dare. I'm afraid of being shot to death randomly."
Yuan Bai looked at him and said: "What do you mean by this? The official position is just a idle job, where do you get the muskets from?"
Jia Cong shrugged and said, "Although Mr. Mei doesn't have it, doesn't Mr. Mei have it?"
Yuan Bai was confused: "I don't understand what Mr. Jia said."
Jia Cong sighed: "Master Yuan, I have a piece of advice in my late life: since you have lost a son, why bother to get a daughter."
Yuan Bai's face changed drastically: "Nonsense!" He waved his sleeves and started to leave.
Jia Cong said from behind: "Of course Mr. Yuan is the victim in that matter, but isn't the prince a victim? And is Mr. Yuan himself not wrong?"
Yuan Bai suddenly turned around and twisted his face: "What did you say? A kid with a yellow mouth is talking nonsense!"
Jia Cong said: "Master Yuan doesn't care enough to understand his son. He just reads the article, no matter what he thinks in his heart. If you can find out about it before the princess, or even find out about it at the same time as the princess, you can find an excuse to send him away early."
Wouldn't it be better to study somewhere else? You are considered a great scholar, but you don't even know the common truth of 'if you can't afford to offend, you can hide'?"
Yuan Bai was stunned: "Princess? What does it have to do with the princess?"
Jia Cong slowly shook his head and pretended to whisper, but in fact his voice was not low: "I knew you might think that it has nothing to do with the princess. This woman, Princess Shu, is more ruthless than I originally thought." He raised his eyes and looked at Yuan.
Bai, "Because Acen refused to say anything and it took so long that I couldn't find out the details, so I don't know how Princess Shu did it. Anyway, Acen was taken advantage of by his mother." He wondered again,
"Master Yuan doesn't know? Didn't Mr. Mei tell you? Or you can ask Aunt He, she knows."
Yuan Bai was surprised. After a long time, he walked back slowly and asked, "How did Mr. Jia find out about me?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "It's cold outside, Master Yuan, please come inside." Yuan Bai cupped his hands and followed him into the inner room.
Another young man picked up the teapot and tea cup outside and waited for him to come in. Then he took another cup for Yuan Bai and poured tea into it, while he sat beside it.
Jia Cong said: "If the matter is told, it's not surprising. Because the princess wants to send your daughter to Situ Cen's bed..." Old Yuan Bai blushed slightly. Jia Cong coughed, "The prince has passed away. Your beloved doesn't dare."
Seeing him, he hid in the cupboard. Although Acen drank wine and had his mother take some bad medicine, he finally saw his wife. In those days, the crown prince and Azen brothers were robbing the country's uncle for the people's property.
Worried, after coming out of the palace, they went to Acen's house to discuss it together. Unexpectedly, Acen's acting skills were not enough, so the prince saw the clues and knew that Acen was hiding something from him. As the heir of the Shu Kingdom, the prince knew that Acen was hiding something from him.
Naturally, I wanted to know the truth. Acen hesitated and blamed it on me."
"I deceived A-cen for a long time and realized who the woman the princess prepared for him must look like. So I asked a guard next to the prince who had seen her to help draw a portrait of her. I also asked Mrs. A-cen...
Well, the third princess helped to identify her. She was originally a noble daughter of the Shu Kingdom, and she had a lively temperament. She had probably seen the eldest lady of the Shu Kingdom, so she recognized her identity. After further inspection, it turned out that the death of your son was so unclear.
Chu, it is obvious that he was killed by Princess Shu."
Yuan Bai interrupted: "My son just frightened the horse and died."
Jia Cong raised his eyes: "Master Yuan, don't you know that the three most common methods used by women in the back house to harm their male heirs are frightening horses, falling into the water and smallpox? Those who are over sixteen years old are frightened horses, under six years old are smallpox, and those in the middle
Falling into the water. There are many ways to scare the horse. My son was seventeen years old at the time, so he could only use the trick to scare the horse."
Yuan Bai was stunned for a long time and said in a deep voice: "Even so, it may not be the fault of the princess."
Jia Cong sighed: "My lord, you'd better ask Aunt He about this, she knows best."
Yuan Bai breathed heavily and felt uneasy. After a long time, he asked: "How did Mr. Jia find out about Grandma He?"
"It's not checking, it's ruling out." Jia Cong said, "Although the princess has several confidants, only this one has the most meticulous temperament. The others have husbands and children, and Aunt He is the one who grooms herself. As for meticulous work, she is the most meticulous.
The good thing is that there are no worries, otherwise it is easy to rebel. Especially the nails that have been buried for a long time." He sighed, "Master Yuan has solved a vague doubt in my heart that has been buried for a long time."
Yuan Bai asked in detail with his eyes. Jia Cong explained: "It was the fate of the King of Shu. He was originally supposed to be the loser. He rebelled a few years after the death of the late emperor, and was then annihilated by the Supreme Emperor, just like Prince Yizhong. This was originally
It was also unusual. Later, when I recognized the prince and Acen, I felt a little strange. These two brothers are both quite powerful, and the King of Shu is not a mediocre king - at least he is stronger than the Supreme Emperor, and there are good ministers from the Qiu family to help.
Theoretically speaking, it would not be such a tragic loss. Recently I have understood that if Aunt He is the Supreme Emperor's person - or if she is a descendant of the late Emperor who was passed down to the Supreme Emperor, and drags you down with old grudges against you, Mr. Yuan, then the King of Shu will lose.
It’s easy. When Prince Yi Zhong lost so happily, wasn’t it because of Lord Ding?”
Yuan Bai's face changed drastically. The ancients believed in ghosts and gods the most, and were also most afraid of ghosts and gods. After a while, Yuan Bai's voice became deeper and deeper: "Has the fate of the King of Shu been changed?"
Jia Cong spread his hands: "He has already captured so many colonies overseas. He would have died a few years ago."
After a while, Yuan Bai sneered and said: "Mr. Jia changes people's fate without authorization, aren't they afraid of God's disapproval?"
Jia Cong hurriedly said: "I didn't change it! I don't have the ability to change the fate of the prince, I only changed the fate of a few little girls. His fate was changed naturally, the butterfly effect." Nai explained, "The fate of all things in the world is the same.
Qi numbers are all related. If a butterfly in our yard outside flaps its wings a few times, it is unlikely that it will cause a storm for King Wu's army in South America."
After hearing this, Yuan Bai thought for a long time and sneered: "Mr. Jia really didn't touch the fate of the King of Shu?"
Jia Cong solemnly said: "I really didn't move it! Master Yuan, please look at Wan Sheng's sincere eyes... although I know who moved that butterfly." Fairy Jiangzhu.
Yuan Baidao said: "The Gao family of Ping'an Prefecture and the Ningguo Mansion of your family are all subordinates of the King of Shu."
Jia Cong spread his hands: "The Gao family has lost contact with the King of Shu for a long time. The Ningguo Mansion has always been at odds with our family, so I will go to hell with them! They have all been confiscated by the King of Yan, so why don't I watch from the other side?"
Yuan Bai stared at him for a long time, while Jia Cong just sat there seriously. After Yuan Bai finished reading, he asked: "If the fate of King Shu has not changed, what will Mr. Jia do?"
Jia Cong was stunned: "What?"
"If the world is not divided."
Jia Cong thought for a moment: "I think he will assist the Sixth Prince in seizing the rightful son, and he will be the current King of Lu."
Yuan Bai raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Jia, doesn't he avoid seizing his direct descendants?"
Jia Cong bared his teeth: "I came to this world to help the people immigrate abroad, so I must assist the enterprising monarch. If he does not assist the sixth prince, the emperor will not be able to establish a second prince - that is King Chen. Chen
Wang was obviously the first to send troops to Japan, but he retreated to Chen Guo in such a small area with no ambition at all! If I help him, I will never be able to complete my job in the next life!"
Then I heard someone outside stroking their hands: "That's it!"