The tip of my nose was filled with a strong smell of medicine, mixed with a trace of blood. I couldn't open my eyes, but my ears could hear it. The wind was howling, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was nothing more than that. But it didn't seem that big or cold when it blew on my face.
.
She thought that she must be in a poorly airtight room now.
Apart from the sound of the wind, there was no other movement in this 'house'.
It took a long time before she felt a rough hand placed on her forehead. The hand was not big, and it did not even belong to an adult woman. It was a pair of hands that were smaller than a woman's.
Then, the person approaching should be a minor. Age to be determined! Gender to be determined!
However, the owner of these hands should not be of high birth, otherwise the hands would not be so rough. The family is not well-off, otherwise the house would not be leaking.
She tried hard to use her other senses to get more information. She smelled hard, and it seemed that there was a smell like mutton on this person, which was not very good.
Before she could analyze further, she heard this man speak.
Her voice was a little rough, but she could still tell that it was that of a young girl. She said, "Master, Your Highness seems to be awake."
etc!
She said 'Your Highness'!
This title overturns all previous inferences.
But this makes me even more confused. What kind of 'His Highness' is reduced to this situation?
There was a voice with a deep human voice: "No! As long as I wake up tomorrow, it will be with the blessing of Buddha."
Lin Shu frowned in confusion. His Highness's nose seemed to be moving when he was getting closer.
Lin Yutong tried his best to slow down his breathing, put down all the speculations in his mind, empty his mind, and wanted to see what the original body was like.
But as soon as I recall it, my mind feels like it's exploding, and I can't remember anything at all.
The head must have been seriously injured.
I can't think of it, I can't even think about it. For Lin Yutong, this is terrible...but it's not necessarily a very important thing.
If you don’t know, slowly find ways to find out. If you don’t understand, try to find ways to understand.
That's all.
Without more thought, her body didn't allow her to think. Sleepiness and fatigue came over her, and she fell into an uncontrollable drowsiness.
I don’t know when I woke up again.
It doesn't mean much to her when.
This time, her eyes were able to open. The light was a little dim, and the 'roof' looked like green felt, pieced together piece by piece. It seemed that over the years, wind had penetrated through the gaps between the pieces. She realized belatedly.
, this is not a house at all, but a tent.
When I moved my fingers, I felt the blanket, which should be the fur of some kind of animal.
"Your Highness, you're awake." It was the little girl who spoke last night. Her facial features couldn't be seen clearly. She could only see that her hair was greasy and frizzy, with a few braids hanging down casually. Her body was covered with gray fur because it was too dirty.
, so that it has a gray-black layer with oily dirt. But the exposed cuffs can be seen to be made of cotton, which is relatively clean.
She breathed a sigh of relief. It could be seen from the texture of the cotton that the level of civilization was not low. The craftsmanship was comparable to the fine cotton of the Ming Dynasty.
Lin Yutong nodded slightly, and the girl immediately reached out to pick up the silver bowl from the plate on the floor, and scooped out water with a silver spoon: "Drink some."
His Highness, who is so impoverished, drinks water from a silver bowl and a silver spoon.
It shouldn't be because His Highness's "arrogance" cannot be broken down.
The only possibility is that he is afraid of being poisoned!
You have to be careful even when eating and drinking. How important is your identity!
Lin Yutong opened his mouth to drink, then shook his head after taking a few sips. The taste of this water was really unflattering. The smell was like boiling water from a pot that had just stewed mutton without cleaning it.
It always feels worse than drinking pot water.
The girl seemed a little worried, "I'll go find the master..."
She stood up and ran away. Only then did Lin Yutong realize that she was kneeling just now.
So he stretched out his hand and touched his body. Lying there was a couch that reached to the adult's knees. The entire tent floor was covered with felt blankets. There was a circle of furs beside the bonfire in the middle of the tent. I wanted to come there often.
There are people sitting there.
At this time, there was a silver pick hanging on the bonfire, and there was a smell of rice porridge.
She didn't know if there was anything under the couch, but it should have been. Otherwise, the tent would be too simple, because apart from these, there really wasn't anything else.
To be called Your Highness, you should be a princess.
The princess is in trouble? When did a princess become so important?
She raised her arms with difficulty and touched her body. Then she frowned slightly, and her breasts were wrapped in cotton, but she was sure that her breasts were not injured. To be sure, she touched her lower body and confirmed that it was a woman.
The most serious injury was probably on the head and shoulder blades caused by a sharp object. Judging from the raised arms, there should be many whiplash scars on the body.
But does this require wrapping the chest?
My mind is a mess and I can't figure it out.
After secretly taking the medicine from the space and taking it, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside. It was not one, but the sound of three or five people stepping on the snow, making a crunching sound.
The curtain of the tent was opened, and the wind and snow were brought in.
The first person to come in was a woman in a red cloak. She put down the hood of her cloak and came closer, and only then did Lin Yutong see her face clearly.
As beautiful as peaches and plums, as cold as frost.
She opened her mouth and asked: "Is it possible to die?"
If it weren't for the burning eyes that showed a trace of anxiety and worry, she would have thought that her enemy was coming to her door.
She replied: "For the time being, it seems that I am still alive."
A trace of surprise flashed in the other party's eyes, and he disappeared in an instant. His tone was a bit disgusting, but he said this: "Take all the medicine if you are still alive...If you want to die, don't die in front of me."
...I will consider sending you back to China...but let me remind you...a proton grandson like you still has some value in Beikang. But if you go back...how can you, a 'grandson', gain a foothold?
"Then he chuckled again, "But who told you to seek death? You just don't know whether it would be more comfortable to die in Beikang or in Jingguo. When you die, remember to tell me in your dreams!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the person went out instantly.
Lin Yutong didn't pay attention to who else came in. Two words, proton and grandson, rolled in her heart.
If there is no misunderstanding, he should be the grandson of Jingguo who was sent to Beikang as a hostage.
But the information on this body showed that she needed to hide the woman's identity.
Then, it is easy to come to the conclusion: this grandson of mine is fake!
But if he is not his grandson, who can he be?
Just as he was thinking about it, a deep voice said: "Don't blame Her Royal Highness for speaking harshly. She is doing it for His Highness's own good."
your Highness?
That woman just now was Her Royal Highness the Princess!
The proton is the proton of Jingguo, and the grandson is the grandson of Jingguo, so this princess should be the princess of Jingguo.
The 'grandson' in front of me is obviously not yet an adult.
But this princess should be between twenty and thirty years old.
Does it mean that this princess is a different generation from the 'great grandson'?
If calculated this way, this princess should be the aunt of the 'great grandson'.
This aunt may sound evil, but her concern for the 'great-grandson' is not fake. If her identity had nothing to do with the 'great-grandson', or had nothing to do with her, would she still care so much?
Caring about the life and death of a chess piece is different from caring about a relative.
So can we also infer that with my current status, even if I am not the great-grandson, I am still a person who is closely related to the great-grandson.
But what kind of relationship is this?
Which family is willing to use their own children to replace their great-grandchildren?
If you have planned to find a substitute for a long time, then who should you look for? Why should you find a girl to replace you?
Unless you were extremely hasty and caught off guard, you had to act like this.
She was lost in thought, and there was another low cough beside her. Lin Yutong turned her head, and the person in front of her was an old man with messy hair, but no beard and weathered face. He stretched out his withered hand to help her diagnose her pulse.
This is the person who was made the master by the little girl last night.
The little girl ran out just now and said "call me master" instead of "call me master". Look at this man's relatively comfortable state in front of him. He was sitting on the floor on the carpet to check his pulse instead of kneeling down.
.
She tried: "...Master..." She made a particularly vague sound in front of the master, like a moan or a word that she didn't enunciate clearly.
If this is also my master, then there is nothing wrong with calling him master.
If that's just the little girl's master, then he didn't pronounce the surname of "Master X" clearly.
Of course, the other party didn't know what she was thinking, so he just said 'hmm', and then opened his eyes suddenly as if he had reacted: "Your Highness, it's better not to call this old slave master... I've already said this to Your Highness.
…”
That's right.
Lin Yutong lowered his eyelids: "There are no outsiders..."
"Your Highness, remember the words of the old slave,... the matter of returning to the country... cannot be rushed, nor can it be rushed. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is difficult to predict... and... those who do not want to ask His Highness to go back, and those who want to ask His Highness to go back,
It's the same amount..." His voice became lowered: "Last month there was news that His Highness the Crown Prince's body was somewhat inconsistent... The one who lived in Fengmingyuan of the East Palace... the Crown Princess's wife
My niece, it is said that she has contracted a strange disease again... I am afraid that the Crown Princess also lamented all night long... But unfortunately, you almost encountered an accident again..."
Lin Yutong raised his hand to cover his head: "Master... what you said... why do I remember some and not others..."
It can be seen from the master's words that his feelings for the original person are not fake. And from the analysis of the content of what he said, she knows that there is something complicated behind this matter. If you want to rely on yourself, little by little
To find the answer, it is better to ask him directly.
Seeing him frowning, he stood up and gently held her head with his hands, carefully pulled her hair apart with his fingers to look at it, and then took a breath: "It's the old slave who deserved it... I didn't find it in time..."
He was busy prescribing medicine, and was busy asking the little girl to get some medicine and make it.
Then he sat next to her and said, "It doesn't matter if you forget, you will slowly remember it later..."
After drinking the medicine, she felt a little drowsy. Before falling asleep, she considered the possibility of giving herself acupuncture.
"Master, His Highness is asleep." Lin Shu whispered.
Lin Houzhi stepped forward and checked again, "Take care of it carefully. Don't be careless in the slightest."
"Yes!" Lin Shu lowered his head, "His Highness's head..."
"No rush!" Lin Houzhi looked at the person lying on the couch, a trace of pity flashed on his face, "I don't know anything anymore... well, at least I won't do anything more. Your Highness now doesn't know anything."
Doing it is the most correct thing to do. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Lin Shu asked anxiously.
Lin Houzhi did not answer: "I will go to restore the princess's life, and you and Lin Liang will guard her."
Lin Liang stood outside the tent and watched the master leave without opening the curtain. He only said to Lin Shu inside: "Sleep peacefully, I'm outside."
When she woke up again, Lin Yutong felt much more relaxed. However, she carefully identified the medicine every time, and the master did not do any more treatment for the injury on her head.
Doubts and wariness arose in her heart.
Nowadays, she didn't even dare to trust the girl who was guarding her. Every time, she would wait until midnight, when Lin Shu fell asleep, before she got up, carefully raised her arms, and gave herself acupuncture.
After three days of acupuncture, there seemed to be something more in my mind.
This grandson has been living on this grassland for as long as he can remember. Before he was eight years old, he only went out of the tent a handful of times. And every time he went out, he only moved within a hundred steps of the tent.
The public opinion is that proton is weak.
The real reason is that the grandson who is being held hostage has a gender problem.
When children are young and ignorant, they don’t know how to keep secrets. So the best way to keep secrets is to isolate yourself from others.
The three people she had the most contact with were the eunuchs Lin Houzhi and Lin Shu and Lin Liang.
I have no memory of Lin Houzhi's background. But judging from what he taught, he was very familiar with the Dajing court. He had a lot of classics and history in his belly. He also served as the teacher of this 'grandson'.
Lin Shu and Lin Liang are one year younger than the grandson. All three of them are named Lin, which was the surname given by the princess Chang Ning who made the marriage.
Lin is the national surname.
The mothers of Lin Shu and Lin Liang were Xi Le and An Kang, the eldest palace maids around Princess Changning. Even Princess Changning was first the concubine of Maodu Khan and later married Bilan Khan. Not to mention the two palace maids. The Great Khan was happy
After that, he rewarded his subordinates with pleasure. The two of them could not bear the humiliation and almost committed suicide.
Princess Changning sent the two of them away and only took care of her grandson. She didn't know she was pregnant until her belly got bigger.
Princess Changning always keeps the abortion medicine. But if you take this medicine, can you save your life? There are not many caring people, and they can't bear any damage, so they said: "Give birth. If you give birth, you will be my Jingguo's."
People.”
Because he has the blood of Beikang, he was given the names Shu and Liang.
And who is this ‘grandson’?
It was like a scene from a movie in my mind. Princess Changning was standing in an open grassland in a bright red dress. Standing next to her was the 'grandson' in an old wide robe with wide sleeves.
She said: "...In the tenth year of Xuanping, Beikang soldiers pressed the territory. In two months, the three prefectures of Liangzhou, Yunzhou, and Ganzhou fell one after another. There was a severe drought in the south of the Yangtze River and civil unrest arose...but my father was addicted to
A womanizer... I haven't gone to court for half a year... Your father and my eldest brother are the current princes. He knelt down in court for three days just to ask for an audience with the Holy One... but he didn't want that bitch Hua Yingxue..." To Hua Yingxue
, she didn’t say much, and after jumping over, she continued: “I knelt down for three days and three nights in the hot summer, and on the morning of the fourth day a storm came with hail... heat met cold... a serious illness... your mother
She was the Crown Princess. She was pregnant with Liujia at that time and overworked herself, so she gave birth to a pair of twins early. The eldest was a boy, the second was a girl. On the day of the third bath, the envoy from Beikang arrived... On the day of the full moon,
I received the decree to marry Beikang, the legitimate princess of Jingguo... At that time, Beikang's Maodu Khan was already forty-five years old... The day of the two children's 100th day was the day when I should set off... I don't know why, Beikang
Kang is willing to return Yunzhou and Ganzhou, but only if he goes with his hostage... My father only has three princes. Your father and the second prince are the same as my first mother. The third prince is Li, who was quite favored before.
Born to the concubine, the third prince was only six years old that year. He happened to have acne, and he was afraid that he would die on the way. Unfortunately, my good brother, the second prince, went to Huangjue Temple again to help him.
The father and the queen are praying for blessings. How can they interrupt the fasting and praying? Then who will be the hostage? Should the prince of a country be asked to be the hostage? Of course Beikang wants to do so. But how can the courtiers be willing? I don’t know who instigated it, father
The emperor remembered a pair of young children in the East Palace. So he named them Lin Yuwu and Lin Yutong respectively. Lin Yuwu was the emperor's grandson, and Lin Yutong was the princess of Yong'an. The decree was issued immediately, and he took the grandson away immediately after receiving the decree. You were sent to my arms.
It was only a hundred days old when you were in the baby. The guard of honor left the palace, and you cried. Your wet nurse held you and shivered all over, and I saw the clues. After untying the swaddling clothes, I found... that you were delivered by your mother, the Crown Princess, in person.
The child in my hands is not a grandson, but Princess Yongan."
"Princess! Princess!"
The shouting made the girl in gorgeous clothes under the glazed lamp put down the book in her hand, raised her head and frowned: "You are so frizzy, what's wrong?"
The little girl pouted: "Princess, your Majesty went to Fengming Courtyard again. I'm not saying that I treat that cousin better than I treat the Princess."
Nanny Xin, who was holding the jade cup, scolded, "Slap mouth! Ignorant thing! If you provoke the mother-daughter relationship between the empress and the princess, you should be dragged out and beaten to death!"
The little girl knelt down with a bang: "This slave deserves to die!"
"Okay!" The girl in gorgeous clothes, who was called the princess, gently shook Nanny Xin's sleeves: "Mother and concubine are the ones who don't want to be beaten and killed, so don't say such words." Then she ordered the little girl.
Girl, "Bring me my cloak, I'll go see my cousin."
The small Fengming Garden is brightly lit.
There were heavy curtains in the bedroom, and there was a slender figure on the couch. The white-bearded Dr. Luo frowned and checked the pulse, then shook his head: "The pulse is strong, and there are no symptoms."
Crown Princess Chen slowly closed her eyes, leaned down and asked the lying boy: "Son, where does it hurt? Tell the imperial doctor."
The young man opened his eyes and showed a weak and faint smile, "Every part of his body feels like being whipped..." As he said that, he raised his hand with difficulty to cover his left shoulder blade, "It felt like being pierced by arrows..." and then covered it again.
Head, "a splitting headache... life would be worse than death..."
But the young man's body was as white as jade, and there was no scar at all. How could it be whipping? The position of the shoulder blade was intact, and there was no scar at all.
Mrs. Chen asked Nanny Su who was serving her, "Did you hit your head?"
Aunt Su shook her head: "Old slave is watching. How could it be? I don't dare to hurt His Highness at all!"
The young man pursed his lips: "Mom, I have been dreaming about her. She always said that I am her and she is me... According to the news, she did not walk out of the tent until she was eight years old, and my strange disease also started from
It started when she was eight years old...the inexplicable pain...Mom, you should ask someone to inquire...to find out what happened to her..."
Chen's tears fell instantly.
She turned her back, but did not dare to let him hear the choking sound: "Mother knows... Mother knows... How about asking the miracle doctor to prescribe you some pain-relieving soup..."
"No!" The young man shook his head, "She suffered on my behalf. I felt pain, but felt at ease..."
Mrs. Chen was still about to speak when a report came from outside: "Mother, Princess Yong'an is here."
A somewhat mocking smile appeared on the boy's lips, but disappeared in an instant.
Mrs. Chen pursed her lips, with a trace of impatience flashing in her eyes: "Why is she here?" She ordered Granny Chen who was following closely behind, "Check it tomorrow and get rid of all the talkative people."
With that said, he quickly walked out of the bedroom. Standing in the hall was a girl in a goose-yellow palace dress. She took two steps forward to greet her, and then said hello: "Mom, I heard that my cousin is sick again. My daughter came to see...
"
There was a trace of trance in Chen's eyes. If Tong'er were here, it would be like this.
The girl always felt as if her mother was looking at another person through her. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she shouted again: "Mother..."
"Tong'er..." After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a moment, looked at the girl's eyebrows and eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth faded a bit, "It's Roujia."
The girl suppressed her doubts in her heart, but always had a smile on her face: "Yes! It's Roujia."
The imperial grandfather gave himself the name Lin Yutong and the title Yong'an.
But my mother never called herself 'Tong'er', nor 'Yong'an', only 'Roujia'.
If she hadn't been the princess of the royal family, she would have really doubted that the 'Tong'er' in her mother's mouth was the same person as herself.
"Don't come to Fengmingyuan anymore." Mrs. Chen solemnly told Aunt Xin, who followed the girl, "You are an old man, you should know the importance." After saying this, she seemed to feel that her tone was a little stronger, and said: "Miss
My family is of a delicate body, it’s very cold, and it’s midnight…”
Aunt Xin lowered her head in response.
Roujia smiled softly and slowly withdrew.
After returning to Jinghua Garden, Aunt Xin said: "Princess, don't worry too much. My Majesty is also afraid that you will catch the cold. Besides, I'll just do my duty to be filial and filial..."
"Mommy!" Roujia raised her head, "Mother, she never likes to be close to me..."
"The princess should be considerate." Aunt Xin said hurriedly: "His Royal Highness Taisun is far away in Beikang as a hostage. You and Your Highness are twins, and they look very similar... When the empress sees you, she will inevitably think of Your Highness.
…”
"I got it." I kept saying these things over and over again.
Probably, maybe, that's it.
I can't help but feel a little self-deprecating in my heart, but I just took care of an orphan girl from the Chen family a little bit more, so I became too worried about it, which is really wrong!
"She's just an orphan girl from the Chen family..." The young man lying on the bed in Fengming Garden reluctantly sat up and leaned on the pillow, his eyes a little sharper, "She has quite a lot of heart..."
Liuyun took the medicine bowl and handed it over: "Master, you don't have to worry about this..."
"Isn't it hurtful?" The young man did not take the medicine bowl, but shook his head: "She is the princess... If Yong'an comes back one day, where will she live?"
Liuyun held the medicine bowl without moving: Yes! She has to return the grandson's seat. But where is the seat that belongs to her? The dove has occupied the magpie's nest, and everyone regards the dove as a magpie, so why should the magpie deserve it?
?The real princess is a magpie, so his master is not a magpie. He is just a magpie whose nest has been invaded.
The young man seemed to understand Liu Yun's silence and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It can be regarded as a kind of thing that hurts its own kind."
While the master and servant were talking, they seemed to hear a noise coming from a distance.
Liu Yun put down the medicine bowl in his hand and went out. After a while, he turned around and came back: "Master, please have a rest. It's nothing serious! Someone from the Grand Master's Palace came to ask for Dr. Luo."
"Oh?" The young man's eyes lit up: "Is Yin Bofang sick? Or..."
Liu Yun shook his head: "It is said that the young master of the Yin family was injured by an assassin, which is a bit dangerous."
The young man chuckled: "Yin Bofang, you old man." His mood suddenly improved, "Go to sleep! There will be a good show tomorrow. I don't know how many people are happy to tell each other tonight."
"Want to see my joke?" Yin Bofang, who had white hair and white beard and looked like a god descending from the earth, laughed loudly, "A group of quack doctors said that my grandson is dying, but I just don't believe in this fate..." He pulled Divine Doctor Luo, "
Let the miracle doctor take a look and see if my grandson is in serious trouble..."
"Although the trauma is severe, my life... should be fine after using my medicine." Divine Doctor Luo frowned, his face expressionless as always, "I just don't know why I didn't wake up..."
Uncle Yin's expression suddenly changed: "Could it be poisoning?"
It doesn’t look like it!
Yin Bofang's face turned gloomy: "I know what people outside think of me. But I don't care! Come at me with swords, guns, swords and halberds if you have the ability. My grandson is simple and straightforward, let alone harming others.
Not even willing to step on an ant..."
Divine Doctor Luo hummed softly: "If it was you who was injured, I would not save you. But who told me to have some friendship with Mr. Ling? I will never leave his son alone... As long as you believe my diagnosis, that's all.
If you don’t believe it, you can ask someone else to do it…”
"I believe it." The words were interrupted by a voice outside the door.
A young man in white clothes walked in outside the door. He seemed to be an immortal descended from heaven. He saluted to Divine Doctor Luo: "The dog has Divine Doctor Luo Luo."
Doctor Luo returned the favor, "Young Master Jade is so polite!"
Yin Chengzhi has the reputation of being the best young master in the world. Because he is like a beautiful jade, he is called Mr. Jade.
It was still a salute, but his movements were more beautiful than others. People in the room watched him salute, then straightened up and said to Yin Bofang: "Father, I'm back."
Yin Bofang snorted coldly: "Nie Zhan, you still want to come back? Look at Zhen'er..."
"Father!" Yin Chengzhi interrupted the other party: "Mr. Luo said it's okay, so of course it's no problem. Please all the doctors go back. My son will send Dr. Luo out of the house right now."
Yin Bofang, who was not angry and his face turned purple, said a rebuttal, and everyone ran away.
Yin Bofang closed his eyes tightly, put his hand on his grandson's forehead and touched it, and told the waiters to be more careful and to report if there was any situation, and then he turned and left.
The room became quiet again.
The young man on the bed opened his eyes. His eyes were as dark as two pools of deep springs, bottomless.
The grandfather of the most treacherous minister in the world who has controlled the government for more than ten years, and the father of the most handsome man in the world. In addition to this Yin town, the huge Taishi Mansion has only three masters. Excluding the fact that there are 360 days in a year
My father is away from home, and there are only one old man and one young child in the permanent residence.
A home that is extremely simple should also be an extremely complex home.
The only thing he was lucky about was that he knew in his memory that the grandson of the dynasty, Lin Yuwu, was a hostage in Beikang, and the princess of Yong'an, who was a compatriot from his mother's side, was named Lin Yutong.
Come to think of it, it should be Tongtong's.
The compatibility index of the prince's legitimate daughter and the grandson of a traitor's family really makes people scratch their heads.
If I remember correctly, Divine Doctor Luo was invited back from the East Palace. Tongtong should have known that there was a man named Yin Zhen here and that he was injured.
Will she find an opportunity to send a message?
Or, how can I send the message myself?
No! Spreading news rashly can easily lead to misunderstandings. This child named Yin Zhen is a sunny and simple good boy. He doesn’t have any extra thoughts. This also leads to the fact that no one around him is his. In one fell swoop
Every movement is in the sight of others, and you can't move.
However, now that you have recovered your health, you should go and express your gratitude. If you go to the East Palace, you may have a chance.
Fourth Master still had a target to look for, but Lin Yutong couldn't even find any direction.
It wasn't until a month later, when her injuries were mostly healed, that she heard the news from Lin Houzhi: Taishi Yin was assassinated again, but the assassin killed the wrong person. He almost killed the Yin family.
grandson. The Yin family also borrowed a miracle doctor from the East Palace.
I didn't think about it carefully before, but now that I heard the name Yin again, I couldn't help but pay more attention to it, and asked one more question: "What is the name of the grandson of the Yin family?"
Lin Houzhi hesitated for a moment: "I don't know much about the old slave of the Yin family... I only know that there are rumors outside that if the Yin family does not cultivate Yin virtue, they will cut off their descendants. In fact, the Yin family did have three grandsons die in a row before.
, and now this is the fourth. It is said that he asked the eminent monk of Huangjue Temple to approve his life, and he also said that he would not live to be fifteen... Before leaving the capital with Her Royal Highness the Princess, it seemed that the grandson of the Yin family had just turned one year old... Now
He must be fourteen now..."
Lin Yutong didn't ask any more questions. His hesitation always made people think he was hiding something.
Lin Yutong didn't have time to think about what he was hiding.
Instead, I thought, if three people died before, this one now should be the fourth.
Inshiro?
What a coincidence?!
She felt that she had to first determine whether this person was the Fourth Master. Knowing this, she had a direction for her efforts. Don't bother returning to Jingguo, but in the end, the Fourth Master was hiding in other nooks and crannies.
I don't know how much more trouble it will take.
After Lin Houzhi checked his pulse and left, when Lin Shu came in with rice porridge, what was on the plate was not beef, but a plate of pickles.
This is not something common in Beikang.
She smiled: "Where did you get the pickles?" Lin Shuke was happy, "It's Boss Shi here."
Boss Shi is here, and Lin Houzhi has new news.
Does this mean that Boss Shi is the one who can deliver the message?
She stirred the rice porridge and smiled: "Boss Shi hasn't been here for a while."
"Yes." Lin Shu pushed the pickles forward: "It's been half a year. I was still thinking about the heavy snowfall a few days ago. This year, Boss Shi was probably delayed on the road, but he came here unexpectedly.
Your Highness, do you want to go to the market?"
Lin Yutong nodded: "I'm afraid the master won't let me."
Lin Shu chuckled: "Her Royal Highness the Princess has asked the master to go to work and won't be back until tonight..."
Lin Yutong then smiled: "After dinner, let's go together."
Lin Liang looked at the two of them disapprovingly: "If the princess asks, how will you explain?"
"If you want to make a decision, you have to wait until we finish shopping." Lin Shu smiled and put the crow green cloak on Lin Yutong.
It's been a month since I arrived and I just stepped out of the tent for the first time.
Looking out, the tents are connected one after another, stretching into the distance. The one in the middle should be the king's tent.
Her tent was not much different from the surrounding tents where slaves lived. There were tough men everywhere who exuded the smell of mutton. Those who walked away with their heads lowered were mostly slaves.
She walked slowly step by step, and Lin Shu was very familiar with helping to lead the way. There were rows of carriages parked in the open field, which was the market.
The tents on both sides are next to each other. There are restaurants, taverns, blacksmiths, entertainers, and people coming and going, which is quite lively.
Lin Yutong didn't push forward, but just watched those people trading from one side.
It seems that Boss Shi is a very good business man. His cloths are all cut, one robe and one piece of cloth. The medicines are all prepared according to the prescriptions, which ones are for treating colds and which ones are for coughs.
The measurement standards of the two countries are different, and most people do not know how to calculate, let alone convert. Therefore, this method makes transactions easier. Everyone will also feel that it is fair and will not be afraid of being deceived.
Whether it is expensive or not is determined by the seller. As long as the price is uniform and no one buys it more expensive than anyone else, this is fair in most eyes.
Lin Shu pointed to the other side: "This is where the untouchables trade, and all the good things are on the other side."
Lin Yutong didn't want to go there. They were all dressed in brocade and jade robes, and they were all nobles from Beikang. Her status was nothing to laugh at. She had things to do and had no time to chat with others.
So he just said: "Forget it for today, I'm a little tired, let's find a place to sit."
She pointed casually, "Just sit wherever you want."
Lin Shu's face suddenly turned red, "Your Highness... there..."
Lin Yutong walked away.
This is a very neat row of tents, with tables and chairs at the door. There are several men sitting on each table, and the bowls are filled with spirits.
But the wine waiters serving the wine all wore silk and satin clothes.
It can be seen that they are all daughters of the Han family and citizens of Jingguo.
Lin Yutong sat over, and the bartender paused for a moment, looking at the woman leaning against the tent wearing a bright red brocade butterfly and flowers in embarrassment.
The woman smiled mockingly and walked over happily, "It turns out that Your Highness is here, distinguished guest!"
Lin Yutong tightened her cloak: "You deserve to be scolded and ridiculed for not being able to protect your people." She pointed to the stool next to her, "Sit down and talk."
The woman chuckled lightly and said indifferently: "Thank you so much, Your Highness." She sat down and looked very charming.
"Your... wine shop, the boss is Shi Wandou." Lin Yutong said this with almost certainty.
The woman's expression suddenly changed: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"
Lin Yutong looked at her: "Do you want to say it here?"
The woman winked at a little girl standing next to her, and then she smiled again: "Hey! It's very cold outside. Your Highness, please come inside. As long as His Highness doesn't dislike us?"
She brought Lin Yutong into a tent on purpose.
Men and women were entangled in the tent. They didn't take it seriously when they saw someone coming in. Instead, they laughed proudly.
Lin Yutong sat on the couch on one side with a calm expression. When the man left, the woman on the bed got dressed shyly and followed him out. She signaled Lin Shu to go out: "Keep the door, don't let anyone disturb you..."
"My little girl, Mei Niang, please give me your advice." She put away her charming look, but her eyes became a little more serious.
"Ha!" Lin Yutong laughed: "After the caravan has been on the road for half a year, these guys are very polite to the girls. They even show a bit of hatred when they see the barbarian leading the girls into the tent."
Mei Niang chuckled softly: "Your Highness has a sharp eye. But I don't know how you feel when you see your people reduced to such a situation."
Lin Yutong looked at Mei Niang's angry eyes, and suddenly she couldn't ask a word.
She was eager to find the Fourth Master, but to these people, she was His Highness the Grandson.
Even now, they still think that they are her people.
Lin Yutong stood up and walked away. When he reached the tent door, he stopped and turned around and said, "Ask Shi Wandou to take you back. What you are doing is too dangerous."
What they exchanged for their bodies was not money, but news.
Those who could be invited into the tent were all those who were riding horses with nobles beside them. They heard their careless words and exchanged them for a moment.
But who is the fool?
Sooner or later it will be understood.
Mei Niang was stunned for a moment: "Go back? What did Your Highness say lightly? I am a good girl from Liangzhou, with a gentle husband and well-behaved children. But when I woke up, the world was turned upside down. The barbarians did everything they could to burn, kill, and loot. My husband wanted to
My child and I were killed. When my child saw his father’s tragic death, he was frightened and had a fever. There was no way to get treatment, so he died! I was kidnapped to Beikang, and I wanted to die. But I was unwilling! I was unwilling! I...
"
"Shut up!" A shout came from outside, and immediately after, the curtain was opened.
A slender man with two short beards came in and knelt down to Lin Yutong: "Your Highness, atone for your sins! The slaves of the common people do not know the etiquette and talk nonsense..."
"Shi Wandou?" Lin Yutong called out his name.
"It's the grassroots people." Shi Wandou lowered his head, but his heart went back and forth several times.
This His Highness the Grand Sun is somewhat different from the His Highness the Grand Sun according to legend.
They say he is weak, silent, and cowardly, but looking at him now, he looks nothing like it.
The little boy was pale and had an abnormal blush on his face. I heard that he was injured and was recovering from a serious illness. But he had an upright posture and a high-spirited temperament.
He didn't dare to underestimate him and was extremely respectful.
Lin Yutong walked around him and walked out: "Get up. I'm just... walking around casually."
Lin Shu stood at the door, at a loss. He regretted that he was distracted by the exquisite goods and asked others to break in.
Lin Yutong glanced at Lin Shu a few times. This girl was pretty good at serving in the house, but she wasn't very clever outside.
I wanted to just go back, but I didn't want to hear a shout from behind, "Where are you going, grandson?"
Lin Shu reminded: "Your Highness, you are Princess Baoyin."
Princess Baoyin, the legitimate daughter of Qingge, the second prince of Beikang.
This second prince was born to a female slave and rose to prominence because of his bravery. His wife was the legitimate daughter of Qi Wei, the general of Liangzhou. Therefore, Baoyin speaks fluent Central Plains dialect because he has three-quarters of the Central Plains.
Although he is of human origin, he looks nothing like a barbarian.
She also has an older brother, Muren, who has a gentle personality.
These are the two people around the original body who can be called friends.
Of course, in the eyes of others, they are friends. But in the heart of the original owner, there is not no grudge against the brother and sister.
In Beikang, their grandfather Qi Wei was a surrendered minister. But in Jingguo, Qi Wei was a rebel minister.
With such an identity, how can we be friends?
Lin Yutong stood down and nodded to the two of them: "I came out for a walk, but I didn't expect to meet you two."
Baoyin blushed: "I originally wanted to see you. But my grandma... I'm sorry."
Lin Yutong shook his head, saying there was nothing to mind: "You two can go as you please, I won't accompany you..."
Muren grabbed Lin Yutong and said, "Grandson, I have to tell you something."
Lin Yutong turned his face and looked at Shi Wandou who came out to see her off. He immediately told Mei Niang on the side, and then came over: "Your Highness, please sit inside."
Baoyin looked at the place and stamped her feet, "You are not good people, so I won't go. You smell like a coquettish fox."
Just ran away.
Muren showed an endearing smile: "My sister is innocent, Your Highness, don't blame her."
Lin Yutong was speechless, only said: "Please come inside."
After An An sat down, Shi Wandou wanted to get out, but Lin Yutong waved his hand: "No, just sit down. It doesn't hurt to listen."
Muren glanced at Shi Wandou one more time before meeting Lin Yutong's eyes: "I know you may not really consider me a friend. But... after all, this is the hunting ground I took you to... You were almost injured this time...
My responsibility is. Since I have my responsibility, I will not evade it. I checked it afterward... That arrow cluster belongs to Alsleng... He does not dare to kill you! Therefore, he will never give it to you.
Cause fatal injuries. But supposedly you were injured, your horse should take you back to the camp, but something happened in the middle. You were taken to the top of Yunshan Mountain by the horse, and both the man and the horse rolled down from the top of the mountain... The horse
If you can't walk on a good road, why go to Yunshan Mountain, which you have never been to before? Did it run up there on its own, or was it led up there?"
Larslen was the third son of the eldest prince Bogen, and he was very favored by Bagan. Now Muren said that the culprit was not Larslen.
Lin Yutong narrowed his eyes: "Who do you suspect?"
Muren glanced at Shi Wandou, and finally said bluntly: "Jingguo's delegation came to North Korea in July and left at the end of August. But it was still stationed near Yunshan at the end of September. Although we are separated by the entire Yunshan Mountain, if
If you go over the mountain, the distance is really not that far. It is said that the envoy Shangguan is ill and is recuperating in the same place." By coincidence, something happened to the great grandson. It is not difficult to guess who is behind the scenes!
After saying that, he stood up directly and said, "Goodbye!"
"Wait!" Lin Yutong said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your trouble. But... Brother Mu Ren is overthinking. As you said, being injured by an arrow cluster is not fatal. I won't be that helpless.
I was sane at that time and could still control a horse. Therefore, there was no possibility that someone would deliberately take a horse to the top of a mountain and throw me down. As for the envoy, Mr. Shangguan, his serious illness is difficult to cure! It was just a misunderstanding...!
"
Muren took another look at Lin Yutong's face and smiled softly: "His Royal Highness Taisun is really impressive. If you think it's not the case... then it really isn't the case. Farewell!"
Lin Yutong stood up to see him off, then turned to look at Shi Wandou, who had his head lowered, "What do you think, Boss Shi?"
Shi Wandou raised his hand and said, "Whatever the grandson says is what it is. Common people don't talk nonsense."
Talking to smart people saves effort!
Regardless of whether people from Jingguo want to kill themselves, Beikang cannot admit it.
If this matter is admitted, the internal struggle in Jing will be put in front of the people of Beikang.
Therefore, even without Alslen's arrow, Beikang would have been killed. Even if he saw Jingguo's assassin, he could only grit his teeth and keep it in his heart.
Lin Yutong nodded to Shi Wandou and turned to leave. He took two steps and thought for a moment before stopping: "Boss Shi, can you ask me an irrelevant question?"
Shi Wandou was stunned for a moment: "The grassroots are your people. You are the king. How can you not answer?"
"You must have heard about Taishi Yin, right?" she asked.
"I haven't heard of it much!" Shi Wandou said.
"I heard that he only has one grandchild now and was assassinated. Is this happening?" Lin Yutong stared at Shi Wandou and asked casually.
"It's true." Shi Wandou's shoulders relaxed.
"What's this guy's name... This guy has a pretty tough life." As he said that, he asked as if he was remembering something, "What's his name?"
"His Highness, it's called Yin Town." Shi Wandou didn't pay much attention, "It was the name given by the eminent monk of Huangjue Temple."