Chapter 144 Chapter 144 is the only authentic version...
Duke Cheng'en's shrill voice pierced the sky.
Gu Zhizhuo tugged at Xie Yingchen's sleeve, covered his mouth with his hand and smiled, his lips moved, and he asked silently: It's fun, right?
Xie Yingchen: "Open your mouth."
Hmm? Gu Zhizhuo didn't understand. She opened her mouth as she was told. Xie Yingchen slightly turned sideways to block the view of others and quietly slipped a small piece of jujube paste cake into her mouth.
This date paste cake was only the size of a copper coin and could be bitten in one bite. The soft lips left body warmth on his fingertips.
It's the date paste she likes, without walnuts.
Gu Zhizhuo's eyes lit up: "Delicious."
They set out from Yihe County at noon yesterday and rushed back. They had almost no rest along the way and Gu Zhizhuo was already starving.
After she swallowed it, Xie Yingchen fed her another piece, this time with red bean filling.
Delicious too!
Gu Zhizhuo likes red bean paste and jujube paste, but doesn't like those mixed with nuts.
She leaned over to take a look and saw that Xie Yingchen had filled his purse full.
These days, it's either porridge, steamed buns, or dry and choking biscuits, which she really craves.
Gu Zhizhuo leaned on the horse, his eyes curved, and ate the food happily.
"Yaoyao."
Wang Xing was sharp-eyed and called out pitifully. He had also been eating steamed buns for several days.
"No." Gu Zhizhuo didn't care about the brother-sister relationship at all.
Xie Yingchen lowered his eyes and looked at Wang Xing. Gu Zhizhuo said, "My cousin from the Wang family, his given name is Xing."
Wang Xing bowed and said, "Your Highness Prince Chen." He was dressed in flowing clothes and looked handsome.
"No need to be so polite, cousin."
Wow, calling him "cousin" sounds so familiar? Wang Xing raised an eyebrow.
Gu Zhizhuo perfunctorily stuffed a bag of orange candies into Wang Xing's hand and said, "Cousin Xing, look quickly."
"What are you looking at?"
Gu Zhizhuo covered his mouth and laughed: "Seeing people scare ghosts, ghosts scare people."
ghost?
Duke Cheng'en was still trembling as he stood in front of the carriage, pointing at the carriage with one hand, shocking everyone around him.
The Duke of Wei looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly. It was almost September, and while it wasn't as scorching as summer, it was still blazing. Where did this ghost come from in broad daylight?
"Old Sun," Duke Weiguo said with a hearty laugh, "your uncle has been in the Western Frontier for so long, and he's been so exhausted from all the travels. I'm afraid he's not as handsome as you imagined him to be, but he can't be called a ghost either."
"If your uncle is a ghost, then what has your daughter become? Hahahaha."
He laughed for a while, and when he saw that Lord Cheng'en didn't respond, he cleared his cough twice in embarrassment.
"relatives by marriage."
Prince Jin finally came to his senses. He curled his lips, went to pull Duke Cheng'en, and quickly lowered the curtain of the carriage.
King Jin's face showed a pleading look: "Return to the capital first. After returning to the capital, I will explain it to you in detail."
Yun'er has suffered enough, and he doesn't want his son to be criticized anymore.
He talked for a long time, but Cheng En Gong didn't listen at all. His lips trembled and he kept repeating the same word: "Ghost, ghost..."
"It comes out in broad daylight to scare people. It must be a ghost."
Duke Cheng'en felt around and found a lucky charm he had been asking for, and threw it into the carriage, shouting incoherently, "Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"
Duke of Wei:?
Seeing that even the Duke of Wei had come over, the Prince of Jin didn't want to make a big deal out of it. He blocked the carriage with his body, pulled his arms, lowered his posture and whispered, "My dear, the one inside is Yun'er."
cloud……
Xie Qiyun?!
Duke Cheng'en turned his head and stared at Prince Jin blankly. It took him a beat longer to remember that Prince Jin had indeed been calling "Yun'er" before?
"Is this ghost thing Xie Qiyun?"
Lord Cheng En yelled in disbelief, his fingers shaking even more violently.
The King of Jin frowned, furious at the constant "ghost thing." He forced a smile, "My dear, please stop messing around."
"Who are your relatives?" Duke Cheng'en was furious. "Prince Jin, you are really deceiving me. No wonder, no wonder, you are so eager to set a date and propose marriage. Ha, you are trying to trick my daughter."
A son-in-law like this, let alone a daughter, would have nightmares all night long just by looking at him.
Duke Cheng'en was a frivolous man. Although he was a concubine's son, he was far more favored than his legitimate brother. In his youth, he was a powerful figure in the capital. His sister was the empress, and his nephew was the future crown prince. As the uncle of the emperor, he had never suffered any loss.
Duke Cheng En approached him and cursed, "You bastard, you don't even take the Empress seriously."
The King of Jin was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to get angry. He just coaxed her in a gentle manner, which made the others stunned and confused.
"A few days ago, the Jinwang Mansion and the Cheng'en Mansion set the wedding date for September 15th." Xie Yingchen tilted his head and said softly, "Cheng'en Gong has always been a man who never suffers any loss."
His breath fell on Gu Zhizhuo's cheek, blowing the hair at his temples.
In a flash, Lord Cheng'en dragged Xie Qiyun out of the carriage.
Xie Qiyun had been huddled in the carriage since he set off. When he first saw the sunlight, he hurriedly raised his sleeves to cover his face.
"Hey, come on, let's talk it over!"
Duke Weiguo couldn't understand why the two relatives suddenly turned against each other, and hurried over to help Xie Qiyun up.
As soon as the sleeve was pulled open, the Duke of Wei's face paled. It took all his self-control not to call out the "ghost." He silently withdrew his hand, backing away as if nothing had happened. Beads of sweat covered his forehead.
"My lord."
It was not until Xie Yingchen's voice reached his ears that Duke Weiguo realized he was about to bump into him.
He smiled awkwardly at Xie Yingchen and couldn't help asking, "Miss Gu, is this... is this the real cause of this epidemic?"
Would it make people lose all their skin? Just thinking about it made the Duke of Wei feel cold all over.
"Of course not." Gu Zhizhuo said with a smile.
The Duke of Wei breathed a sigh of relief. That's good, that's good!
Seeing that Gu Zhizhuo was very easy to talk to, he pressed on, "So, what's he doing?"
Gu Zhizhuo stared at him, making him feel uneasy. Just as he was about to smile awkwardly to ease the awkwardness, Gu Zhizhuo slowly spoke and asked, "Duke, do you believe in karma?"
Her voice was quiet, and her tone was almost identical to that of the Duke of Wei.
The Duke of Wei was confused: "What do you mean?"
"You reap what you sow." Gu Zhizhuo said calmly, "As for Xie Qiyun, this is the result of the deep sins of Prince Jin and his son."
Duke Wei was shocked and doubtful: "Are you telling the truth?"
Taoism in the Daqi Dynasty was slightly better than Buddhism, and there were many people who believed in it. Naturally, the Duke of Wei also believed in the theory of cause and effect.
"Ms. Gu, why do you..." know all this?
"Me?" Gu Zhizhuo pointed at himself. "My nickname is the Divine Calculator."
Duke Wei was silent for a moment. He had seen her medical skills, but as for anything else...
He shook his head and said, "Miss Gu, stop joking."
Gu Zhizhuo smiled without saying anything. He raised his hand and pointed in Xie Qiyun's direction, saying with interest, "Oh, the fight has started."
She made no effort to conceal the gloating in her tone.
The Duke of Wei subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Duke of Cheng'en swinging his fist and hitting the King of Jin in the face.
Bang!
Just hearing that sound made my cheek hurt.
The other people who were waiting at Sanliting also rushed over, trying to persuade and pull them away.
A group of high-ranking officials were pulling and tugging at each other, making a lot of noise.
Their attendants were running around in panic, but they didn't dare to step forward. Everyone here was so noble that if they hurt anyone, they would die.
Prince Jin was born into a military family, and his skills were at least better than Duke Cheng'en's, but he was in the wrong first, so even if he was beaten, he just wanted to appease the person quickly.
"relatives by marriage."
"If you have anything to say, we can talk about it when we get back, okay?"
"My Prince Jin's Mansion will definitely give you an explanation."
The King of Jin was extremely humble and would have endured the rage of anyone else for the time being, but the person in front of him happened to be Duke Cheng'en.
Lord Cheng'en has always been a troublemaker, and he especially doesn't know what it means to admit defeat while one is ahead.
When King Jin lowered his head, he became even more arrogant. He pushed King Jin away, strode forward, and picked up Xie Qiyun.
When he lifted it, Lord Cheng'en was surprised to find that Xie Qiyun was frighteningly light.
No wonder he was pulled off the carriage just now.
"Yun'er!"
Prince Jin was going crazy and rushed over.
When Duke Cheng'en turned around, he missed.
"Look, look!"
Lord Cheng En got angry and grabbed Xie Qiyun, shouting, "Xie Qiyun has become such a wicked person, and he still dreams of getting married."
"Still want to trick me?!"
Now, I saw everything, including what I had seen before and what I hadn’t seen before.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone stood still as if under a spell.
Immediately afterwards, there were sounds of people sucking in breaths.
Oh my god!
He's actually still alive. Is he still a human?!
Duke Cheng'en shouted, "Cancel the engagement! I must cancel the engagement."
Ahhhhhh. Xie Qiyun pushed with all his might in fear, despair covering the half of his face that was still intact.
Eyes filled with astonishment and fear were cast upon the father and son, making them feel uneasy. The King of Jin had indeed not expected his son's illness to be so serious. By now, the entire capital would soon know that his son was neither human nor ghost.
If the Cheng'en Mansion canceled the engagement, how would he find a suitable marriage for his son in a short time?
If it weren't for this guy named Sun's unreasonable behavior, we wouldn't have ended up in such an embarrassing situation.
The King of Jin was filled with hatred. He lashed out viciously, "No retreat. The marriage certificate between our two families has been signed. We will be married on September 15th."
Since Mr. Sun is unwilling to talk properly, don't blame him for being rude.
"retreat!"
“No retreat!”
"retreat!"
"Alright." If this continues, it will become a joke. Duke Wei signaled Xie Jing to go up and persuade them. One of them is his uncle, and the other is his great-uncle. Why should he hide behind them?
Looking back, King Jin grabbed Xie Qiyun's arm and tried to take him back.
The two of them pulled and tugged, neither of them willing to let go.
With Xie Qiyun's scream, Cheng Engong's hand was empty and he fell back several steps. When he came to his senses, there was only a broken palm left in his hand.
Four weeks:!
Duke Weiguo was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating, and cold sweat soaked his back.
How could this be an illness? Who would be so sick that their hand would be pulled off by a tug?
The words "cause and effect" came to my mind.
He quickly returned to Gu Zhizhuo's side and asked nervously, "Miss Gu, give me a definite answer."
Gu Zhizhuo smiled and gave him a definite answer: "Yes."
Duke Wei's heart was pounding wildly, and every beat seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat.
There is a cause for every effect. How great must the sins committed by the King of Jin and his son be to deserve such retribution?
Gu Zhizhuo asked with a half-smile, "Duke, are you sure you still want to be with him?"
Duke Weiguo: “…”
There seemed to be some temptation in Gu Zhizhuo's tone: "Do you want to think about it again, huh?" The ending tone was slightly raised.
Xie Yingchen smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness that seemed to be about to burst out.
No matter what Gu Zhizhuo did, he would never stop or interrupt her. Just like now, Gu Zhizhuo wanted to win over the Duke of Weiguo, and he let her do it.
The Duke of Wei's eyes flickered.
To be honest, Duke Weiguo had actually regretted it a long time ago.
Prime Minister Song always said that the emperor lacked talent.
These days, he also tried to teach the third prince. However, the third prince was not good at political affairs, almost as good as the emperor.
Originally he didn't think it was a big deal, but after working with Xie Yingchen, the huge contrast made him increasingly unmotivated.
But since the third prince has already been chosen, it is not easy to change his mind. No master would want a fickle subordinate.
Duke Weiguo forced a smile and wanted to say a few high-sounding words, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Gu Zhizhuo.
"Words are not enough." Gu Zhizhuo rummaged around and pulled out a compass. He asked, "May I ask the Duke's birth date?"
The Duke of Wei hesitated for a moment, then spoke. She fiddled with the compass for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "My Lord, within three days, you will be struck by a fire disaster. Your old illness will relapse, and your life will be in danger."
Gu Zhizhuo put the compass in his pocket.
She asked with a double meaning, "Duke, do you believe it or not?"
Duke Weiguo thought for a moment and realized he didn't have any previous illness. He was about to ask again, but Gu Zhizhuo raised an eyebrow at Xie Yingchen and said, "Return to the capital."
"yes!"
The soldiers responded in unison and jumped onto their horses.
Prince Jin and his men were not brought by Xie Yingchen, so he naturally didn't need to say goodbye to others when he left.
Gu Zhizhuo didn't know what the two were talking about. Xie Yingchen got on Wang Xing's carriage and they had a very pleasant conversation.
As long as the young master is willing, there is no need to quarrel with anyone. Gu Zhizhuo was not worried at all and rode away first.
As they left, the others were dumbfounded, not knowing whether to leave or stay. Even the Duke of Wei walked away with a sullen look on his face. In the end, Xie Jing came over and frantically pulled apart the quarreling Prince of Jin and Duke Cheng'en, scolding Duke Cheng'en, "Uncle, that's enough!"
Then, he comforted Prince Jin and said, "Your Highness, if there is anything, we can discuss it when we return to the capital. We must first find a doctor for the prince."
Prince Jin held the severed palm that he had snatched back from Duke Cheng'en and nodded expressionlessly.
He helped his collapsed son onto the carriage and said coldly, "Sun, I will never let this go."
There was still that sticky feeling on Lord Cheng'en's hands, and he rubbed it over and over again on his body.
The Prince of Jin didn't hit him or scold him, but his stern look made Duke Cheng'en feel uneasy. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't try to scare me. I'm not made to be scared."
Xie Jing was furious: "Uncle! Stop it."
Pop.
Prince Jin lowered the curtain of the carriage.
The carriage passed by Xie Jing without saying a word, and it was obvious that he was holding a grudge against Xie Jing as well.
Duke Cheng'en said dissatisfiedly, "Your Highness, look at how arrogant he is. He doesn't even take you seriously..."
"That's enough, uncle." Xie Jing said with a stern face, "Let's go back to Beijing first, and then we'll talk about it."
Xie Jing was overwhelmed. If Duke Cheng'en had restrained himself a little, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation and become enemies with King Jin. How could he still have the nerve to challenge him now?
If you don't want this son-in-law, you can just cancel the engagement after returning to Beijing. Prince Jin can't force Sun Nian to marry him.
It has to be like this.
Having made a mortal enemy, what good did my uncle gain besides a momentary gratification?!
Xie Jing often felt that everything around him was going wrong. Not only was it going wrong, it was like a tangled mess that he couldn't figure out.
He was also trapped in it and was almost suffocating.
Xie Jing couldn't help but look at Gu Zhizhuo's back. She was riding a horse, her black hair fluttering, and her red dress was as dazzling as a flame.
When the Duke of Zhenguo first came out of mourning, the situation she faced was far more complicated than the one he faced today. How did she get through it then? How did she get to where she is now?
"Your Highness, Jing'er." Duke Cheng'en thought he was angry and said carefully, "Okay, okay, uncle will listen to you. Let's go back to the capital first. Is that all right?"
The sunlight shone on his body, leaving a long shadow on the ground, but Xie Jing's hands and feet were cold. He still stayed where he was, while she had already walked to a place that was out of reach.
Gu Zhizhuo galloped on his horse, and even the wind blowing towards him carried a breath of joy.
She asked Qi Fu to lead the troops back to the camp, and she went straight back to the capital.
Wang Xing said he wanted to pay his respects to the Madam Dowager, so the carriage simply turned directly into the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion.
"The big girl is back!"
When the maid at the gate saw her come back, she happily went in to report.
"Tell the Madam that cousin Wang and the young master are here."
The concierge responded promptly and greeted warmly:
"Master, brother-in-law, please."
Wang Xing got off the carriage. Along the way, the two seemed to be talking very happily.
When he got on the carriage, he called him "King Chen", but when he got off the carriage, he called him "Achen". They looked so affectionate, as if they were brothers who hadn't seen each other for eight hundred years.
Gu Zhizhuo led them inside. Suddenly, Wang Xing stopped and said, "Hey, is this also my cousin from the mansion?"
Gu Yan stood far away behind the hanging flower gate, staring at them intently, his eyes completely unlike the innocence that should be expected of someone of his age. Seeing Gu Zhizhuo looking at him, he ran away.
Wang Xing:?
He had just arrived in Beijing and didn't know what had happened in the Gu family.
Xie Yingchen just smiled and said, "Prince Li wanted to take him away a few days ago. My third uncle said that you are the one who has the final say in the Gu family now, so we should wait until you come back. Prince Li asked me to invite you to meet him."
Gu Zhizhuo curled his lips, tugged at his sleeve, and asked without hesitation, "What is the price Prince Li intends to offer?"
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