Although the peace talks will definitely not have the second outcome, the Ming Dynasty censor should have gained something after being away for several months.
"I'll go too." The prince took two quick steps to catch up.
Jie Shoufu stopped, looked at the boy who had put on the fox fur coat early, and said: "The wind is particularly cold today. Your Highness should go back to the East Palace to rest first. If there is anything important, I will send someone to you."
Send word to Your Highness——"
When the prince was about to say more, he only saw the chief minister saluting: "Your Highness will have to take charge of the future situation. Your Highness, take care of yourself and take good care of yourself. This will be a service to the country."
After hearing this, the prince no longer persisted.
He raised his hand and returned the salute: "It's up to the chief minister and you sirs to do all this."
"Your Highness is serious, this is a matter within the scope of my duties."
All the ministers saluted and retired.
The prince watched for a moment, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed for a while.
Master Xie is right, he must take care of his body.
At least, he must not go ahead of his father.
Only with him here can he try his best to prevent his father from continuing to make mistakes.
The boy clutched the bloody silk handkerchief tightly with one hand, and lightly gathered the fur coat with the other hand in the cold wind.
…
On the twenty-third day of the winter lunar month, it rained in Beijing.
The rain in the winter months was bitingly cold, and the chill became even worse after the rain stopped. There were fewer and fewer people on the already cold streets.
In Jinkangfang, Mingzhai, a servant just left the door.
"This young man looks strange to me. Is he new here?" the gray-haired old concierge asked the housekeeper who had just returned from outside.
The housekeeper glanced at the figure of the young man driving the carriage and said: "I heard that he was a refugee who was taken in by the master on his way back to Beijing. He is from Qianzhou and his family is gone. He is a poor person... I have been
Although he doesn't talk much, he is very diligent in his work. Because he knows a few words, he was left in the study by the master to serve on the pen and ink."
He also praised: "Children who have studied are always smarter than those who have not studied. In the past few days, I have asked someone to take him around the neighborhood, and he remembered the way very quickly. It only took a few days.
Then I can go out alone to do errands.”
The old concierge nodded in understanding.
Although the master has a tough mouth, he has a soft heart. It is not unusual for him to take in a child.
It's just that a literate child...
Maybe he should have had a good future.
The old concierge sighed.
In today's world, there are too many pitiful and pitiful people.
The boy drove out of Jinkangfang and came to Xiyi Street.
After the carriage and horses stopped, the boy went to a study room and bought paper and ink.
Just as I was walking out of the study with my things in my arms, I heard the sound of horse hooves approaching.
"Quick, it's the security guard! Close the door!"
The door of the study suddenly closed tightly behind the boy, and several people on the street quickly ducked to one side. When the people and horses galloped past, they did not dare to raise their heads, for fear of being accused of suspicious charges.
The boy also lowered his head and didn't take another look.
When the sound of horse hooves faded away, he raised his feet and walked to a shop across the street.
That's a jewelry shop.
The streets were deserted, and there were no customers in the shop. Only a waiter was wiping the counter with a cloth.
Seeing someone coming in, the clerk greeted him warmly and asked politely: "Brother, are you here to pick up the jewelry?"
His shopkeeper is a well-known jade carver in the city. Many jewelry customizations take time, so customers usually pay a deposit first and then have someone pick them up on the agreed date.
Judging from the way this young man is dressed, he is obviously a servant of a wealthy family.
The boy nodded, his voice was flat and soft, and seemed a little restrained: "Our wife told me to come here to find Shopkeeper Xu and take back the jewelry I ordered last month."
The waiter smiled and said: "You don't need to find my shopkeeper. I just need to show you the card and pay the remaining money."
"My wife said that there was no certificate at that time. My wife's husband's surname is Zhou, and he is a good friend of shopkeeper Xu."
There are many wealthy families with the Zhou surname in Beijing.
After hearing this, the boy was convinced that it was there. He said, "Brother, wait a moment." Then he went to the backyard to find his shopkeeper.
After a while, the curtain of the inner door connecting to the backyard was opened, and Xu Ying, wearing a lake blue embroidered white plum jacket, walked over.
"I wonder which Zhou family this little brother is from?" she stepped forward and asked with a smile.
The waiter blinked at her, with a hint of smile in his eyes: "I have met him before, doesn't Shopkeeper Xu remember the villain?"
This smile seemed to dilute the disguise on that face. Looking at it with those clear eyes, Xu Ying was startled and suddenly smiled and said: "It turns out to be Master Zhou in the south of the city. Everything was prepared two days ago.
Come with me."
The boy nodded and followed her.
"I remember last time your wife said she wanted to make a new set of hair and facial hair... I have some new style pictures here. I will find them later and you can take them back to show my wife." Xu Ying led the people to the back hall.
, he said in his mouth.
The clerk continued to wipe the counter.
"When did Miss Xu come back?!"
The two of them entered the back room, and Xu Ying closed the door, with a look of surprise and joy on her face.
Naturally, she was shocked because someone who was supposed to be in Linyuan City suddenly appeared in her shop. She was happy because she hadn't seen her for a long time and didn't know if she was safe or not. Now she felt relieved when she saw the person.
"I've been in the city for a few days, and I sneaked in quietly." Without anyone else around, Xu Mingyi no longer deliberately spoke in a lowered voice.
Xu Ying didn't ask too much about the details. She took the person to sit down in a chair, poured a cup of tea with her own hands and handed it to the little girl. She asked with concern: "Is everything okay these days?"
After the Xu family rebelled and left Beijing, rumors spread everywhere. She couldn't tell the truth from the lies, but she didn't dare to inquire without permission.
"Everything is fine." Xu Mingyi asked her how she was doing recently.
"The business of the shop will be affected to some extent, but it doesn't matter." Xu Ying sat down on the side, looked at the little girl who had changed her appearance and pretended to be a servant, and asked softly: "Do you have something to do when you come to Beijing this time?
Is there anything I can do to help?"
If Miss Xu comes, there must be something going on.
It's not that the other party just came here for a purpose and wouldn't come to see her if nothing happened. It's just that walking around the city at this moment is extremely dangerous, not to mention that Miss Xu is always cautious.
Both sides understand each other's personality, so there is no need for those narrow, meaningless and shallow thoughts.
Xu Mingyi also nodded candidly and said bluntly: "There is indeed something that needs Miss Xu's help——"
"Miss Xu, just say it." Xu Ying's face showed no hesitation.
Her life was saved by Miss Xu, and she avenged her revenge with her help. But she would never refuse anything she could do.
Now that Miss Xu has found her, there is nothing she can't do.
"Does Miss Xu still have contact with Mrs. Yu, the shopkeeper of Shang Yu Pavilion?"
Xu Ying nodded: "Always have some."
She came from Shang Yu Pavilion, and the wife of the Yu family was kind and took good care of her, and they never stopped communicating with her in the capital.
