The front door of Gao's house became lively, with carriages coming and going constantly.
"What's going on?" a passerby asked curiously, "It looks like it's about to move."
"It's really a move." The clerk at the roadside shop said immediately, "Don't you know? Mr. Gao is resigning and going back to the countryside."
The news surprised passers-by.
"Master Gao resigned? Are you kidding me? How could Master Gao resign from a family like his?"
"Master Gao was kicked out by Mr. Chen," the store clerk said in a low voice, with a bit of pride that he knew the secrets of the court, "because Master Gao is a relative."
"Nonsense, isn't Mr. Chen a relative?" a passerby said, rolling his eyes.
Yes, the store clerk was choked.
"Well, there is no room for two tigers in that mountain. Now that Mr. Chen is a relative, he will naturally drive away the Gao family." He said with a glare.
"We are all relatives, so where does the confidence come from to chase the other?" a passerby said.
"Ms. Chen is a good relative." The waiter held back a sentence and said, "That's it."
Passers-by sighed.
"There are no good relatives or bad relatives. Before Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty and Yang Jian stole the country, he was a good official praised by everyone." He said, rolled up his sleeves and walked away.
The store clerk was stunned.
He he he he...
"He scolded Mr. Chen for rebelling." He couldn't help but pointed at the passerby and murmured.
After that, shudder.
Rebellion, is this what he can say?
The shop assistant glanced at the busy Gao family's front door and hurriedly shrank his head and went in.
The front door of the Chen family is also very lively, but it is different from the bustle of the Gao family. It is full of officials waiting to pay their respects.
There were more people than before because the date of the prince's wedding was getting closer and closer.
But as always, no one could see Chen Shao, and the officials didn't care. The people in the gatehouse were sitting and laughing, and then left in groups, and new arrivals often came to fill in. It was lively from day to night.
"People outside also say that you..."
The attendant in the study lowered his head and said.
Chen Shao raised his hand to interrupt him.
"It goes without saying," he said, "I already know what outsiders know about me."
In response, the staff on the side waved their hands, and he hurriedly bowed and left.
"Sir, Sir Gao is indeed packing his things and leaving," the staff member said.
Chen Shao smiled.
"I know," he said, "and I also know why he left so quickly, but if he wants to avoid his edge, I can take advantage of it."
The staff nodded.
"While he is away, we can pull out as many of him as we can. Even if he comes back next year, it will be enough to damage his vitality." He said, "It's just that Prince Jin'an is still nagging and refuses to leave.
Princess Xiu is going to Beijing and she wants to see her mother and brothers before she leaves."
"Don't worry." Chen Shao said, "The Queen Mother dismissed him."
There were footsteps outside the door.
"Madam..." a servant called, as if to stop her.
Mrs. Chen is already standing in front of the door.
The staff in the room hurriedly lowered their heads to avoid him.
"You guys go down," Chen Shao said.
The staff bowed their heads and bowed before exiting.
Chen Shao looked at Mrs. Chen.
"Why are you here? Sit down and talk," he said.
Mrs. Chen has stopped talking to Chen Shao since the incident with Dan Niang, and basically has not seen each other. Chen Shao was a little surprised when she took the initiative to come over this time.
"Are you going to drive me away?" Mrs. Chen asked standing instead of sitting down.
Chen Shao stood up.
"This matter..." he said.
Mrs. Chen interrupted him.
"You don't need to tell me any big truths," she said. "I only know one truth. If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door."
After saying that, she turned and left.
"Qiniang." Chen Shao shouted, reaching out to hold her, "I am doing this for her own good. What is so good about this capital? If she stays here to cause trouble, she will harm herself sooner or later."
Mrs. Chen turned around.
"You're wrong," she said. "She never causes trouble. It's other people's rights and wrongs that cause her trouble."
After saying that, he shook off his sleeves and walked away quickly.
Chen Shao watched Mrs. Chen walk away helplessly.
Walking back into the house, Mrs. Chen raised her hands to cover her face and sobbed.
"Mother, mother."
Chen Danniang's voice came from outside.
Mrs. Chen quickly wiped away her tears, squeezed out a smile and turned around.
"Mother." Chen Danniang walked in with a smile, holding a bow in her hand.
"Why did you take this?" Mrs. Chen stretched out her hand quickly, "Don't hit your foot, it's very heavy."
Chen Danniang carefully placed the long bow on the ground and knelt down.
"Mother, I'll leave you here first," she said. "Those mothers-in-law from the palace are very annoying and they don't allow me to play with them."
Mrs. Chen forced out a smile.
"Okay." She said, "If you want to play, come and play at mother's place."
Chen Danniang nodded happily.
But I can’t play for a few more days.
Mrs. Chen's eyes felt hot and she wanted to cry again.
"This is what Sister Cheng gave me." Chen Danniang lowered her head and played with the bow happily without noticing, "Grandpa said that Sister Cheng's archery skills are very good, so he asked me to learn slowly."
At this point she raised her head.
"Mom, do you think I can learn the same as Sister Cheng?"
Mrs. Chen nodded.
"Yes," she said.
Chen Danniang happily continued to play with the bow in her hand.
Mrs. Chen reached out and touched her head, forcing out an ugly smile.
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The prince's palace in Jin'an County also began to prepare carriages and horses.
Prince Jin'an sat in the room and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang who was still reading.
"I've seen other women go out before and they were all very busy." He said, "Don't you have nothing to take care of?"
Even her maids were idle.
"They are all external possessions. There is nothing to take with you." Cheng Jiaoniang said, and then she raised her head to look at him again, "Aren't you the same?"
Prince Jin'an smiled.
"I came here with my bare hands, and nothing here is mine." He smiled, and Cheng Jiao Niang winked, "Maybe we are husband and wife, and we really get along."
Banqin and Suxin, who were packing boxes outside, looked at each other and smiled.
Cheng Jiaoniang also smiled and looked at the red ears of Prince Jin'an.
"Madam." Banqin walked in with a box, "Do you want to take this with you or put it in the car?"
Cheng Jiaoniang took a look.
"Take it with you," she said.
Prince Jin'an was a little curious and stretched out his hand.
"Let me see what it is?" he said.
Banqin hurriedly handed it over, and Prince Jin'an opened the box with a surprised look on his face.
"Wardang?" he said, looking left and right.
It is indeed an ordinary tile, and the workmanship is a bit rough.
Do you carry something like this with you?
"Some people from Jiangzhou specially sent it to me," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The Prince of Jin'an County said, and when his mind turned, he realized that it was definitely not Mr. Cheng and the others. The memory of the past emerged, that somewhat chaotic and mixed place...
South journey.
It was Nan Cheng who she supported with one hand.
It can't be said that it's support, it's just a little effort.
But it is very precious to receive feedback from others for your efforts.
A smile appeared on his face.
He is such a kind and easily moved person.
"I'm so envious," he said, "No one has ever given me such a good thing."
Banqin couldn't help but look at Prince Jin'an.
Such a good... thing?
"Nonsense." Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head and glanced at him, "Am I not a human being?"
In the bright room, the long eyebrows and big eyes, the slightly raised corners of the eyes, the flickering light when he raised his head, and the teasing words, there was a hint of coquettishness in the dignity and elegance, which made Prince Jin'an unable to help but stare at him.
He knew that Cheng Jiaoniang was a beauty, but he didn't care before. It wasn't until this moment that he realized how beautiful she really was.
Banqin blushed and quietly left.
Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her head after one glance and said something. Suddenly, someone sat next to her and pressed closely against her.
Cheng Jiaoniang turned to look at him.
Prince Jin'an grinned at her.
"I was wrong," he said, "No one can afford the good things you gave me."
That's fate.
Cheng Jiaoniang averted her eyes and continued reading. She felt Prince Jin'an nuzzling beside her, and slowly stretched out his hand to squeeze her arm.
Cheng Jiaoniang turned to look at him again.
Prince Jin'an did not avert his gaze and looked at her with a smile.
"Cheng Fang, you are so beautiful." He said.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"I know." she said.
Prince Jin'an was startled, then burst into laughter. He hugged her and buried his head on her shoulder, laughing loudly.
"You don't know," he said, "You don't know."
Cheng Jiaoniang ignored him and continued reading while holding him in his arms.
Prince Jin'an felt as if something was broken in his heart, and his hands and feet seemed to stretch out in an instant.
The autumn afternoon sunlight shines through the window indoors, and the person in his arms is reading a book with a calm and relaxed expression.
Life seems to have always been like this, relaxed and casual without any restraint.
"Do you need to carry all these books with you?"
"It's going to take a long time on the road, so it's a good idea to take it with you."
"But I'd better read less books in the car, my eyes hurt."
"Would it be too fast to leave tomorrow?"
"However, since you have to leave, you have to leave quickly, so let's do it tomorrow."
He talked nonchalantly.
Cheng Jiaoniang occasionally answered with a hum,
"I'm pretty too, look at me." Prince Jin'an smiled and stretched out his hand to squeeze Cheng Jiaoniang's hand.
Just as he finished speaking, Banqin's voice sounded outside the door.
"Madam, the Dalang Lord has sent someone to deliver something."
Prince Jin'an subconsciously let go of his hand, and Cheng Jiaoniang stood up.
"I'll go take a look," she said.
Cheng Jiaoniang had already gone back to see Fan Jianglin and his wife. Zhou Hui must have been there that day too, so they must have known about their departure in advance.
"It's better to make arrangements and let Dalang and Liulang leave the capital." Prince Jin'an said.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked back at him and smiled.
"No need," she said, "it would be better for them to stay in the capital."
Since she said yes, that's fine. Prince Jin'an nodded and stopped talking. He watched Cheng Jiaoniang walk out and then got up and went to the outer study.
The trip is in a hurry and there are many things to arrange.
After being busy for a while, I returned to the inner room but did not see Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Madam has left the house." Su Xin said.
At this time?
Prince Jin'an couldn't help but look outside, it was almost evening.
"Did you go to Dalang's house?" he asked.
Su Xin shook her head.
no?
"My lady did not say," she replied.
Where did that go?
In the wild field where twilight fell, someone was sitting on the ground in front of a grave. The twilight made her figure hazy.
There are very few pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, when someone passes by and sees this place, they quickly look away. There seems to be a faint tinkling sound coming from their ears, blending in with the gradually falling night.
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Three days later, surrounded by a group of forbidden troops and honor guards, Prince Jin'an's car drove through the city gate. The pointing crowds on the road gradually dispersed, and the people in the motorcade also turned into a black spot on the roadside.
Zhou Hui stood on the city gate and did not look away for a long time.
The next day, at the same city gate, in the dim morning light, a group of people and horses galloped out of the city gate. After running for a moment, the leader suddenly reined in his horse.
The people behind him hurriedly reined in their horses, but still crossed over.
"You go first." The leader said, turning the horse's head and heading towards the roadside.
The remaining people looked at each other, but still followed the instructions, and then turned around to see the man standing in front of a cemetery.
"Does the young master's family have a cemetery here?" Someone couldn't help but asked in surprise.
Others also looked over and shook their heads.
"I haven't heard of it."
One of them suddenly made a sound.
"I know, that's the Maoyuan Mountain Tomb."
Everyone suddenly realized, yes, yes, the tomb in Maoyuan Mountain built by Mrs. Cheng, where she drank first and then read, is famous and a great scene in Beijing.
"But why do you want to see this now?"
Everyone was immediately even more surprised.
"Why?" Someone shook his head with a bit of sadness, "There is so much love and so much room for hatred."
At this time, their young master, who was considered to be lonely and resentful, suddenly raised his hood and looked at a tombstone in front of him with a shocked expression.
He suddenly knelt down on his knees and reached out to touch the tombstone. He didn't know whether it was excitement or excitement, but his body was trembling slightly.
"Character!"
He murmured, looking at the tombstone in front of him.
The word "Cheng" appeared on the originally empty tombstone.
"One word, now."
A numbness went from my feet to the top of my head.
One word now!
A word appears!
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Thirty-five hundred words, delivered in the third update, cool, calling for pink tickets!!
Tomorrow’s update will be in the afternoon and evening. (To be continued)
