Chapter 159

Fan Changyu remembered that when they returned home, it was the day that had just stopped snowing. When she woke up and opened the window, she saw that it was snowing again.

Perhaps she had slept enough, and although she still felt a little sore, she felt refreshed.

I'm still a little hungry.

Fan Changyu went to the box to look for his clothes as if he knew where to put them, but when he looked through the box, he found only outer robes and no matching inner garments.

The spread bed curtains were lifted up by a well-defined arm. There were reddish scratches all over the arm and shoulder, and there was a faint tooth mark on the shoulder. The man's voice was a little hoarse after waking up: "Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

Fan Changyu said honestly, "I'm hungry."

Xie Zheng seemed to chuckle softly, put on his clothes and stood up. The muscles on his waist and abdomen were clearly visible, and there were more light red scratches on his strong shoulders and back. His armor was almost entirely stained with other people's blood. The most serious injury on his body was the left palm where a piece of flesh was scraped off.

The chaotic memory from before came back to him. Fan Changyu lowered his head and did not dare to continue reading. He only heard him say, "I told someone to bring the food."

Fan Changyu then asked, "Do you have any other clothes for me?"

Xie Zheng turned around and looked at her.

Fan Changyu said: "There is only an outer robe in that box."

Her previous undershirt that was soaked by the water could still be put on, but this time, it was soaked with blood, and Fan Changyu couldn't put it on even if she wanted to. The one she was wearing now was borrowed from him.

Xie Zheng said, "I haven't prepared anything yet. Wear mine first and ask someone to bring you another one later."

Fan Changyu didn't notice anything wrong. After thinking about it, he felt that this was the only way, so he nodded.

The skillful old woman quickly arranged the dishes outside. After a quick wash, Fan Changyu ate three bowls in a row before stopping.

It was a gray, snowy day, and it was hard to tell the time. After dinner, Fan Changyu looked at the hourglass in Xie Zheng's room, frowned, and asked, "Isn't it past noon yet?"

When they came back from the palace, it was already noon. He made a lot of noise afterwards. Fan Changyu felt that he had slept for a long time. Was it only two hours?

Xie Zheng was drinking tea. When he heard her say this, he suddenly put his hand to his lips and coughed twice. A rare look of unnaturalness appeared on his handsome face: "It's the second year of the Chinese New Year."

Fan Changyu stared with his big eyes, which showed clear black and white, for two breaths. After he reacted, his face instantly turned dark.

It's not just two hours that have passed; a whole day and night has passed!

The Li Party and the Wei Party were executed, and the little emperor is nowhere to be found. Now he is surrounded by so many things, but he can still sit still!

Xie Shiyi came to Xie Zheng with a pile of documents. Before he even reached the door, he heard a loud noise from inside. He said, "Master, Mr. Gongsun said that you need to review these memorials."

"Got it. Just put it at the door."

The voice coming from inside was still clear, but the breath sounded a little unstable.

Xie Shiyi's ears turned red as he put the things down and walked away.

Inside the house, Xie Zheng was pinned to the ground by Fan Changyu's legs, looking at her slightly untied collar, breathing heavily and saying, "Ancestor, get up when you're venting your anger, if you don't get up, you don't have to get up today."

Fan Changyu blushed, pressed him harder, and glared at him, "You're still talking nonsense!"

Xie Zheng grabbed one of her feet with his uninjured hand and exerted force suddenly. Fan Changyu felt dizzy and then she was pushed back.

A hand reached into her wide-open collar and gently grasped it. This time, Fan Changyu's face was so hot that it was almost smoking. He fought even harder and shouted angrily, "You... bastard!"

Xie Zheng's breathing was already not right. He lowered his head slightly to look at her, his eyes dark, "Haven't you done something even more idiotic?"

"You!" Fan Changyu was furious. She was truly controlled by someone else. She had learned to strategically show weakness: "I... I still feel pain."

A pair of bright eyes glanced outside the house: "That... Eleven is looking for you too. There are so many things going on in the court, don't you care?"

Her guilty look of being frightened yet unwilling to admit defeat was really heartbreaking. Xie Zheng felt an itching sensation at the roots of his teeth. He grabbed her jaw and gnawed it from the inside out before letting her go.

After being freed, Fan Changyu immediately tightened his clothes and sat far away, as if he was annoyed and embarrassed, and said, "I don't want to wear your clothes anymore, I want my own."

Xie Zheng stretched out his long arms and picked her up, buried his head in the crook of her shoulders and laughed: "Okay, whatever you say."

His breath felt a little itchy on his shoulder. Fan Changyu pushed his face away expressionlessly, with his eyes drooping and his lips tightly pursed, feeling inexplicably depressed.

He said he would obey her, but she was obviously the one being bullied!

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When Xie Zheng took the memorial that Xie Shiyi had left at the door and went into the room to take a closer look, Fan Changyu had already taken out a big sword from the armory and went to the yard to practice martial arts.

The snow was falling lightly. She was dancing with a big knife in the yard with great vigor. There was murderous intent in her eyes as she chopped and chopped. I wonder if she thought the snow was someone she was chopping.

Xie Zheng leaned on his elbow and looked at it for a while, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes to continue reading the memorial in his hand.

When he saw one of the documents, his eyebrows slightly raised, "The governor of Lingnan came to Beijing at this critical moment?"

Fan Changyu had just finished practicing a set of sword techniques. Upon hearing this, he turned around with his sword in hand and asked, "Is this Wei Yan's backup plan?"

Xie Zheng shook his head: "The spies said that he was the only one who went to Beijing."

At this moment, Xie Shiyi hurried into the courtyard and reported: "Master, Madam Wei wants to see you."

Xie Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Please invite them to the front hall."

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After a while, Xie Zheng took Fan Changyu to the front hall.

Mrs. Wei was dressed in mourning and knelt down without saying a word when she saw Xie Zheng.

Fan Changyu didn't know what Xie Zheng was feeling, but she was indeed startled by Mrs. Wei's sudden action. When she came to her senses, Xie Zheng had already reached out to help her: "Aunt, what are you doing?"

Madam Wei refused to get up. Her face was extremely pale. She forced a smile and said, "My Lord, please don't call me like this. I can't handle it."

Xie Zheng's eyes narrowed: "No matter what Wei Yan did, I still regard you as my aunt."

Madam Wei shook her head and said with a somewhat sad look: "I am indeed unworthy of being called aunt by the Marquis. It was only because of the Prime Minister's protection that I was able to live in the Wei Mansion for more than 20 years and raise Xuan'er..."

Fan Changyu heard something unusual, and Xie Zheng asked slowly, "What do you mean?"

Madam Wei revealed the hidden truth in a sad tone: "I was originally a concubine's daughter from a small family. I could never marry a prime minister in this life. My family arranged for me to be a concubine of a sixth-rank official. That official's son was several years older than me... I was unwilling and secretly arranged to marry him with a guard in my family. In order to save money to marry me, he joined the army. When the official came to propose marriage, I was already three months pregnant. My family knew about this and wanted to arrest me to have an abortion. I escaped and went to the barracks to find Xuan'er's father, but who would have thought that Xuan'er's father had died in the battle..."

When Madam Wei said this, her eyes were almost numb, but tears still flowed from her eyes. She smiled bitterly: "At that time, I was really desperate. My family chased me to the military camp and said they wanted to arrest me and put me in a pig cage to give an explanation to the official family. I thought, I will die anyway, so I might as well end my life and accompany Xuan'er's father.

I was about to hit my head against the pillar, but someone stopped me. The Prime Minister acknowledged the baby in my belly and said he would come to propose marriage soon. The Prime Minister also suppressed the matter that day, and few people know about it until now. The Prime Minister said that Xuan'er's father was a general under his command, and he would never marry again in his lifetime, but his family urged him to do so, and I had no choice but to take the baby with me, so this was a way to have the best of both worlds. "

"Wei Xuan, isn't he Wei Yan's son?" Xie Zheng's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

"No." Madam Wei shook her head. "The Prime Minister is a man of courtesy. In recent years, the Prime Minister has only come to my courtyard to have a meal during the New Year holidays in order to prevent Xuan'er from being looked down upon by the people in the mansion."

She looked at Xie Zheng sadly: "I came here today to ask for help from you, Lord Marquis. As a woman, I don't know much about what you did, but you have been kind to me and Xuan'er. I will do my best to repay this great kindness. Please spare your life for the fact that Xuan'er blocked the knife for you!"

Fan Changyu was extremely surprised. He had not expected that there were so many hidden secrets in the marriage between Madam Wei and Wei Yan.

Xie Zheng loosened his grip on the hand that was supporting Madam Wei to her feet. His eyes showed no emotion. He only asked, "Wei Yan...didn't marry because of Concubine Shu?"

Madam Wei shook her head and said, "I don't know about this, but if the Prime Minister is a man of that temperament and really has a grudge against Concubine Shu, I don't believe he would do such a thing as burning Concubine Shu and her unborn child to death."

When Fan Changyu heard this, even though he hated Wei Yan to the core, he still felt something was amiss.

Qi Min said that Wei Yan designed the Jinzhou case and killed the crown prince and the sixteenth prince for the sake of Concubine Shu and the child in her belly.

Wei Yan had no children, so he was able to massacre the palace, drive the old emperor off the throne, and support a child with no foundation to ascend the throne. With such means, why did he still burn Concubine Shu to death?

She looked at Xie Zheng, who said to Madam Wei, "Wei Yan's crimes will be made public after they are fully investigated, and we will make a decision accordingly. Madam, please go back first."

He had already said this, and Mrs. Wei could not plead any further. She kowtowed and left sadly.

Fan Changyu then said, "Wei Yan has been executed. I will take people to search his house to see if we can find anything."

Xie Zheng said: "Gongsun has already led people to search the palace. Wei Yan acted cautiously. Since he had decided to force the emperor to abdicate, he was prepared for defeat. He burned all the letters that could be destroyed, so nothing could be found."

At this point, he paused and looked at Fan Changyu: "Teacher has been detained in his house since he came to Beijing. Now he has been taken back to Xie's house. You can go see him later."

Fan Changyu was surprised and delighted: "Has the godfather been found?"

Xie Zheng nodded.

Fan Changyu said, "Then I will go see my adoptive father now."

Xie Zheng called someone to bring Fan Changyu over. As soon as Fan Changyu entered the courtyard, he heard Changning slamming the table: "I want my sister!"

"Your elder sister has gone to suppress the rebellion." It was an old but full-of-energy voice: "You kid, don't make trouble. You are deliberately helping that kid to disrupt my chess game!"

Fan Changyu walked quickly to the door and called out, "Ning Niang."

Chang Ning, who had her chin resting on the chessboard, turned around almost instantly, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and ran towards Fan Changyu in her stockings with open arms: "Sister, hug me!"

Fan Changyu picked up Changning with one hand and looked at Master Tao, who was still skinny but seemed to have never suffered any hardship. The sadness that had been brewing all the way was stuck, and in the end he could only call out dryly, "Adoptive father."

Master Tao held the chess piece and said "hmm" calmly, glanced at Fan Changyu, and said, "I heard that the maid has been promoted to the third rank, which means she has made great progress."

Fan Changyu felt that he should be humble, so he answered: "It's all because of my adoptive father's good teaching."

Unexpectedly, Master Tao raised his eyelids lightly and said, "I didn't teach you much. Did that kid teach you?"

Maybe it was because she felt guilty after sleeping soundly for a whole day and night, Fan Changyu's face was red all the way to the tips of her ears. The base of her neck should have been red as well, but because there were too many marks, she wore a rabbit fur scarf to cover them up.

Master Tao also knew that this was a simple-minded lady with a thin skin. He thought that she would suffer at the hands of that cunning boy in the future because of her honest character. He could not help but glare at her: "He taught me, so what are you embarrassed about? Not to mention that he will have to marry you from me in a sedan chair in the future, but he is also your senior brother, so it is only natural for him to teach you!"

When Fan Changyu heard what Grand Tutor Tao said, he sat up straight and said in a sonorous voice, "Father, you are right!"

Master Tao finally felt relieved and said in a softer tone, "Come, sit down and play chess with your foster father."

Yu Baoer, who had been playing chess for most of the day, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made room for Fan Changyu: "Aunt Changyu, please."

Fan Changyu: “…”

While she was racking her brains to think about her next move, Master Tao was still asking her about the situation in the capital: "The Li family has fallen, and the old man in the Wei family has also come to this. What will that kid do next? Do you know?"

Fan Changyu nodded and was about to drop the white piece, but suddenly raised his head and asked, "Master, can I ask you something about Wei Yan?"

Tao Taifu raised his wrinkled eyelids slightly and asked, "Are you asking for yourself, or for that kid?"

Fan Changyu said: "I am asking for the truth from seventeen years ago."

Master Tao smiled and said, "You, you..."

He put the chess piece in his hand back into the chess basket, picked up the warm tea on the red clay stove and poured a cup of it. He took a sip and looked at the snow outside the window and said, "That brat, I'm afraid he's going to the prison to see Wei Yan now."

Fan Changyu remained silent. She had sensed that Xie Zheng seemed to want to meet Wei Yan alone, so after Xie Zheng said that Master Tao was at his house, she suggested coming to see Master Tao so that he would have time to meet Wei Yan alone.

Master Tao said slowly, "Wei Yan has no son, so he raised that brat. He really made him the same as he was when he was young. Once he makes up his mind, even ten oxen can't pull him back..."

The author has something to say:

The author of this waste was stuck last night. I didn't finish writing until almost dawn. I couldn't hold on any longer and went to sleep but overslept. I'll send red envelopes to everyone in the comment section to apologize QAQ