Chapter 266 Pond

She came to the door of the marquis's mansion again.

Wen Zhiheng looked at her stunned expression and felt very sad.

"My parents have gone to live in their hometown in Jiangdong and are not in the mansion. If you don't like it, then I will change..."

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"No need, I am your servant now, I will go wherever you are."

In Lingyun Pavilion, Wen Zhiheng asked Qingsong to prepare another room for her to handle matters from Anzhou.

Qingsong advised.

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate. There are many people coming in and out of Lingyun Pavilion, and the servant has a separate room. This is clearly making people question Madam Pei's identity."

Chen Shiyi also nodded in agreement.

"Just keep it simple, I don't mind, as long as there is a place for me to take care of things."

Qingsong smiled and placed a table for Chen Shiyi near the window.

This is the place where my grandfather always likes to sit and read while making tea.

Qingsong also arranged a small bedroom for her. Although it was small, it was fully equipped and everything in it was of the best quality.

After dinner, when the people coming and going had stopped, Wen Zhiheng talked with Chen Shiyi about revenge for Pei Luoshu.

"If you want to overthrow an emperor, you can just end his life and arrange for a master to assassinate him. This is the most direct way, but also the most difficult. They are surrounded by top masters, unless you can find a more powerful assassin."

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

“Even if Fuda was here, he couldn’t have done this.”

Wen Zhiheng continued.

"Okay, the second method is public opinion. Just like the last time you went to the northwest to help Lan Qinghe ask for military rations from the imperial court, you used this method. The emperor at that time was a person who loved face very much, so it was useful to him. But for this emperor now, I haven't figured out his preferences yet."

Chen Shiyi pondered for a moment.

"He has only been on the throne for a short time. I'm afraid the people don't even know that Daye has a new emperor. This move will be ineffective."

Wen Zhiheng thought for a while.

"There is no dispute in the court for the time being, and the throne has been smoothly passed on. It is almost impossible to stir up a conflict of interest in the court. Officials are all very cautious people. Once there is a little disturbance, they will protect their own family property and official position and protect themselves."

Chen Shiyi looked at the open book on the table and blinked.

"Then why don't you protect yourself? Why don't you help me kill him?"

Wen Zhiheng sat behind his desk, the flickering candlelight illuminating his face, which was half bright and half dark.

"The life-saving grace is over."

Chen Shiyi looked out the window, watching the strange bonsai shadows outside the window, baring their fangs and claws.

"It's been so many years, I've already repaid you for saving my life."

Wen Zhiheng spoke slowly.

"I hope we can put aside our past grudges and become friends. If my friend is in trouble, I will help him."

Chen Shiyi spoke softly.

"I don't know how to repay you?"

"What is there to repay? I have everything."

Chen Shiyi lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Wen Zhiheng said again.

"I just do what I want to do, don't think too much."

There were fewer people in the courtyard of the marquis's mansion. There was only one master, Wen Zhiheng, and a few servants cleaning the courtyard. It was rare to see anyone else.

The pond is still there, and now it is planted with lotus leaves, which have withered and look like chopsticks sticking out of the soil. Some are even broken in half and hang over the water, looking sad yet with a hint of decrepit surprise.

The goldfish that was as fat as a pig was still alive, swimming slowly, neither fast nor slow, like an old man in colorful clothes, leisurely, comfortable, and bright and beautiful.

This time Chen Shiyi didn't chase it to swim anymore. Its fat body was the secret to its longevity. If it was too thin, it wouldn't be able to withstand the wind and rain, or endure the severe cold.

Just like myself, I am full of coldness.

She has been taking the medicine for three months, but now she is no longer in the mood to seek treatment.

What’s the point of having children if the person is gone?

child?

Chen Shiyi leaned against the edge of the pond and pondered for a long time.

"Mrs. Pei..."

A voice came from behind, and Chen Shiyi was suddenly awakened from his thoughts.

Qingsong gradually approached her.

"Mrs. Pei, there's a letter from Anzhou."

"Okay, I understand."

Chen Shiyi opened the letter on the desk.

Li Yunzhou's handwriting was very hurried, and it was obvious that there were many people watching her. It seemed that she was able to send the letter only because of An Changlu's intervention.

She looked towards Wen Zhiheng's desk.

Normally, he was very busy, buried in mountains of paperwork, and sometimes he didn't even have time to drink a sip of tea.

But sometimes I feel lazy and don't want to read a single book a day. I just leisurely trim the branches of flowers and plants, move here and there, and the whole day passes like this.

Normally, he seldom talks to himself unless necessary.

Qingsong talked much more to himself than he did.

It was getting colder outside, and Chen Shiyi thought it might be the first snow soon.

The first snow in Kyoto always falls extremely heavily, fluttering and seems to be telling people's thoughts.

Outside, there was the aroma of wine and food.

Chen Shiyi heard the sound and went over to find that Wen Zhiheng had set up a small table. On the table was a charcoal pot, cooking delicious food, bubbling. Next to it was a small pot of wine, and the sky-blue wine glass was already full.

Unexpectedly, he still has this interest.

Wen Zhiheng seemed to have noticed Chen Shiyi and asked without turning his head.

"Want a drink?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"I can't drink."

"Oh, that's all."

"But can I taste what's cooking in the pot?"

"Go get a set of bowls and chopsticks."

There was beef stewed in the casserole, not much, just a few pieces, but the stewed sauce was extremely delicious, and the radish was also stewed until it was tender. When he took a bite, the rich aroma of the sauce burned his mouth and heart. Chen Shiyi only dared to take small bites at a time.

Wen Zhiheng twirled the wine glass with his green fingers and said doubtfully.

"Why don't you eat beef and only eat radishes?"

“I like to eat radishes.”

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were filled with smiles.

I haven't seen her have a good meal for a long time. Every time she takes two or three bites and says she's full. She never touches the snacks on the table.

"I like to eat more."

Chen Shiyi ate two more pieces and stopped eating.

"Why don't you eat it? There are still so many?"

"No, I won't eat anymore. If I eat too much, I won't be able to sleep at night."

Wen Zhiheng thought about it.

"Didn't you say before that you can sleep after you're full?"

Chen Shiyi laughed at himself.

"It's been so long, I seem to have forgotten the feeling. Before, when I had no food to eat, I only had one wish, which was to be full. Now that I'm full, I have more desires. Once a person becomes greedy, he or she will want both, and the result is that he or she will suffer both. "