Chapter 94 Chapter 94 Filigree Headwear
The next day at dawn.
The rain stopped, but it was still a bit gloomy and depressing.
The old lady leaned on the soft pillow, her breathing was still a little labored, but she was in much better spirits.
After drinking the medicine, she took the wet handkerchief offered by Nanny Jiang and wiped the corner of her mouth. She slowly shifted her gaze to the side and was silent for a moment before she spoke in a hoarse voice, "Puzhu, I vaguely heard the Princess mentioned yesterday that you have a brother who is now practicing with Master Yundeng, is that correct?"
Upon hearing this, Sheng Puzhu smiled and nodded, "Yes, you heard it right."
"I do have a brother, but his surname isn't Sheng, it's Chen. He's been traveling around the world with Master Yundeng for the past few years, devoting himself to studying medicine and Buddhism."
His surname is not Sheng, but Chen.
The old lady, having lived to this age, naturally understood the euphemism in these words. She was afraid that her brother was the child born before Madam Sheng married into the Marquis Mingde's Mansion.
Most likely it's just a divorce and remarriage, nothing to be surprised about.
The old lady sighed inwardly, and raised her hand with some difficulty, motioning Sheng Puzhu to come closer.
"Good boy, since your brother is here, why are you guarding an old woman like me?"
"Your mother is frail. She must have not seen her eldest son in years. Cough, cough, cough... Now that he's back, why don't you take him back to visit your mother and put her mind at ease?"
Sheng Puzhu gently rubbed the old lady's back to help her calm down, a soft smile playing on the corners of his lips.
"Don't worry, my brother is always thinking about mother."
"He just said that the weather has been gloomy and rainy these past few days, and my mother's body can't withstand the torment of extreme joy and sorrow. He will not leave Chang'an for the time being after returning this time. He will only wait for a few days for the weather to clear up before going to the Mingde Marquis's mansion to kowtow and pay his respects."
After hearing this, the old lady sighed deeply, with endless pity: "Your mother is very lucky. Your brother is worthy of being a practitioner under Master Yundeng. He considers everything carefully. It is hard to appreciate his kindness."
"So you should take good care of yourself. Brother will stay in the guest house for a while. If you feel unwell, please feel free to come to him."
"Okay." The old lady responded with a smile, her eyelids gradually became heavy, and soon she fell asleep due to exhaustion.
In the afternoon, the window was opened a very narrow gap, the bamboo curtain was lowered, and a small stove was lit outside. Nanny Jiang carefully added water into it, and the aroma of medicine was lingering.
Shen Ce sat on the crescent stool in front of the old lady's couch, with three fingers lightly placed on his chest, concentrating and calming his mind.
He had clear features and a pine-like aura about him. Although he was only under 25 years old, he had completely lost his former high spirits.
Sheng Puzhu looked at the scene with a distressed look on her face, and her tone softened unconsciously: "Is Grandmother okay?"
Shen Ce nodded: "The pulse has gradually stabilized."
"Master prescribed the medicine. Follow the instructions on the prescription and take it three times a day. No less than once. Dietary restrictions are also listed. Please be sure to read it carefully."
Nanny Jiang nodded solemnly, "I've already given instructions for everything you said. I've also added a lot of colorful plants inside and outside the house as requested. The maid who makes the medicine has three people watching over each other. Every day, the ingredients delivered to the small kitchen are checked three times."
Shen Ce withdrew his hand and took up the pen and ink again to write a few medicinal recipes: "They are all ordinary food supplements. If the old lady likes it, I will make more. If she doesn't like the taste, there is no need to force it. Everything is based on her preferences."
"Yes." Nanny Jiang held out her hands and solemnly took it. "Thank you."
After taking the pulse, the brother and sister sat in the outer room and talked in a low voice.
Sheng Puzhu ordered Nanny Jiang to bring some exquisite tea and snacks: "Brother, since you are following Master Yundeng, do you have any dietary restrictions?"
Shen Ce smiled and said, "Master didn't ask me to avoid certain foods."
Sheng Puzhu immediately held up a white porcelain plate and showed it to him as if presenting a treasure: "Brother, try this. The cook in our mansion is the best at making 'Jade Dew Balls'."
Shen Ce couldn't help but laugh: "It's amazing that you still remember that I like this, but I, your brother, am no longer the greedy boy I was back then."
When talking about the past, everyone naturally thinks of the Pei family in Luoyang.
At that time, they just called each other cousins and didn't know each other's identities.
Pei wanted to climb up the social ladder to the Marquis of Mingde's Mansion, and in order to see her son, Shen Yu and Mrs. Pei, Shen Qinghe, called each other cousins, and everyone pretended to be very nice.
Sheng Puzhu gently put down the porcelain plate and said, "Brother, have you met cousin Xuzhi since you returned to Chang'an?"
"Why, he came to look for you?" Shen Ce's expression was not very good.
"I happened to meet him twice on Suzaku Street. He is now the new top scholar chosen by the sage and has entered the officialdom."
Shen Ce was not surprised at all and said calmly, "He is a good scholar, so it is only a matter of time before he enters the government." At this point, he snorted coldly, "Among the Luoyang Pei family, the only one who can make a difference right now is probably Pei Xu."
When it comes to studying, Sheng Puzhu only feels regret.
"The peonies in Luoyang are gorgeous, but not as gorgeous as the young man from Pei family." Actually, this sentence was originally used by a teacher in the school to evaluate Shen Ce's talent. Later, Shen Ce disappeared, and within a few years, it became Pei Xuzhi's success.
"None of the Pei family members are good people. Although Pei Xuzhi is not a bad person, he is very scheming. You should stay away from him." Shen Ce warned.
Sheng Puzhu smiled helplessly: "I know."
The brother and sister were lazily leaning on the armchairs and chatting from time to time. Just when they were relaxing, the low bamboo curtain in the front hall was lifted.
Xie Zhiyan walked into the house feeling stuffy and hot.
He glanced over, nodded to Shen Ce first, then strode towards Sheng Puzhu.
The next moment, Xie Zhiyan stretched out his hand very naturally, as if he was used to such intimate actions. He picked up the half-drunk tea on the table and took a sip slowly.
Where the thin lips had pressed, there was still a faint trace of lip balm.
As if it was a matter of course, he calmly raised his head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.
"Tsk." Shen Ce felt a toothache, temple pain, and even more pain in his eyes.
Although his sister has been married for nearly three years, he simply cannot accept this.
Xie Zhiyan's Adam's apple rolled, but his eyes were provocatively directed at Chen Ce opposite him. Deep in his eyes was a blatant possessiveness that was almost like a beast marking its territory.
Shen Ce was obviously provoked. He held the teacup with one hand and didn't take a sip for a long time. When he came to his senses, he found that the thin porcelain cup had been broken into pieces by him.
"What were Brother Shen and Puzhu talking about just now?"
Shen Ce was surprised that he would be disgusting, and immediately raised his eyebrows and fought back: "We didn't talk about anything, just talking about Luoyang Pei Xuzhi."
Xie Zhiyan put down the teacup, his tone calm, but he sounded a little gnashed: "What a thing, I haven't heard of it."
"My dear." Sheng Puzhu secretly pulled the hem of Xie Zhiyan's sleeve, which was a very intimate gesture.
Xie Zhiyan snorted coldly.
If they continue talking, the two people who are obviously not getting along will probably have to fight before they can calm down.
Sheng Puzhu decisively changed the subject: "Where is Master Yundeng?"
Xie Zhiyan glanced at Shen Ce and said calmly, "Master has been left in the Eastern Palace by the Saint to recuperate the health of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I'm afraid he can't leave in the short term."
When Shen Ce heard this, there was no surprise on his face, as if he had already expected this result.
He just said calmly: "Master's medical skills are outstanding. It is also an opportunity for him to stay in the East Palace."
Xie Zhiyan was silent for a while, then he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Ce: "Before leaving the palace, Master Yundeng gave it to me privately."
Shen Ce took it with both hands, and gently pinched the thin envelope with his fingertips. He did not open it immediately, but put it away with a cautious look.
The three of them were all aware of the prince's physical condition and did not reveal it openly.
The front hall fell into silence. Just as Sheng Puzhu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, hurried footsteps were heard outside Yishou Hall.
"Madam." Madam Du stopped outside the bamboo curtain, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
"What's wrong?" Sheng Puzhu's heart skipped a beat and he asked subconsciously.
Nanny Du opened her mouth, glanced quickly towards the inner room, and then quickly lowered her eyes. In the end, she didn't dare to answer immediately.
Sheng Puzhu thought about it and guessed it immediately.
After all, the only possibility that could make Madam Du so obviously flustered and need to avoid Xie Zhiyan before telling him was that something might have happened in Linlang Pavilion.
It must be something big, otherwise it would be unlikely that he would be so reckless to look for her.
Sheng Puzhu was anxious, but did not dare to show it on his face.
She forced herself to sit for half a minute before she stood up, pretending nothing had happened. She kept her tone soft and said with a smile, "I suddenly remembered that there are some things I haven't finished in the meeting room. I'd like to ask my husband to spend more time with my brother. I'll go over and take a look."
After Sheng Puzhu finished speaking, without waiting for Xie Zhiyan's reply, she trotted away, holding up her skirt.
Upon seeing this, Madam Du immediately lowered her head, held her breath and followed.
Xie Zhiyan did not stop him when he heard this, but just took a sip of tea with a smile.
It was not until Sheng Puzhu's figure disappeared beyond the bamboo curtain that his hand holding the teacup paused slightly. His eyes were deep, and an elusive trace of contemplation flashed across them.
"What happened?" Sheng Puzhu didn't stop to ask until he had left Yishou Hall and was sure that there was no one around.
Madam Du's face turned pale and she gasped for breath: "Madam, I'm afraid it's Madam Qingshu who caused the trouble."
Sheng Puzhu said as he walked, "No hurry, take your time."
"Madam, do you remember that when Madam Qingshu married Prince An last month, you gave her a set of pure gold and ruby-inlaid filigree headpieces to complement her makeup?"
Sheng Puzhu naturally remembered it. She frowned slightly and asked, "Is there something wrong with the headwear?"
"Alas!" Madam Du clapped her hands, anxious and angry. "The Prince of An, whom Madam Qingshu married, is such a ruthless tyrant!"
"It's been less than a month since they got married, and Prince An has already taken a concubine. It's said that this concubine is very favored. She's taken a fancy to the headpiece you gave to Madam Qingshu and is insisting on buying an identical set."
"Prince An is truly absurd. He actually brought people to our Linlang Pavilion."
Sheng Puzhu gritted his teeth: "He favors his concubine over his wife. Has he gone insane?"
Aunt Du nodded: "That's right."
"And even if you want to make it custom, you'll have to wait in line. Besides, rubies of that quality are hard to find, and it takes a lot of filigree craftsmanship. It's going to take a month, let alone a day, to make it."
"Prince An felt humiliated for not buying the same item, and he resorted to violence on the spot. I was shaking all the way here."
"Did you see blood?" Sheng Puzhu asked coldly.
Aunt Du nodded silently.
Sheng Puzhu's face suddenly darkened, a layer of frost formed in his almond-shaped eyes, and he walked faster and faster: "Prince An's Mansion is really arrogant."
"Except for the first year when Linlang Pavilion opened, there were some ignorant people who were jealous of my business and came to cause trouble. Later, everyone in Pingkangfang knew that there was someone behind Linlang Pavilion."
Sheng Puzhu rarely gets angry, but she will never allow herself to suffer any injustice. She must have the ability to open a business in Pingkangfang, where all kinds of people mix.
"What should we do now?" Madam Du glanced towards Yishou Hall. "My husband is at home, and it's not convenient for me to go out. Should we send someone to look for Princess Duanyang?"
Sheng Puzhu shook her head: "No need, my aunt is related to Prince An's Mansion, so I will handle it myself."
"My brother is talking to my husband today, so he shouldn't have time to stare at me."
Seeing Madam Du's worried expression, Sheng Puzhu took a deep breath and quickly regained her composure. "Madam, go out through the side door immediately and tell the housekeeper to harness the carriage. I want to leave the house."
"Then have someone tell Nanny Yan to keep an eye on the old lady's medicine and not delay it. Also, send a smart maid to guard the second gate. If the young man is looking for me, send someone to Linlang Pavilion to let him know immediately."
Sheng Puzhu spoke very quickly and explained things clearly.
Aunt Du was startled: "Madam, wouldn't it be too reckless to go over now?"
Sheng Puzhu shook his head, his tone cold, "You've hurt my people and damaged my reputation. If I don't personally intervene, the entire Pingkangfang will know that Linlang Pavilion's backers are just that."
"Prince An is the best example of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys."
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped quietly in the back alley of Linlang Pavilion.
Sheng Puzhu helped Madam Du get out of the car. Someone was already waiting at the door. When they saw her coming, they looked like they had waited for their main supporter: "Madam."
"No rush, I'll take care of it."
Sheng Puzhu stepped into the store and just took a quick glance, but was so angry at the mess on the floor that his temples started throbbing.
Although the place had been roughly cleaned up, the overturned antique display case, the scattered pearls and jade jewelry, and the lingering smell of blood in the air all told her how arrogant Prince An was.
There was a particularly obvious water stain on the ground, and if you looked closely, you could see bright red blood stains that had not been wiped clean.
"Who's hurt?"
"Where is the injury?"
Sheng Puzhu's eyes fixed and his voice suddenly dropped.
"My lady, it was Nian Yi who was injured." Linlang Pavilion was on duty today, and her eyes were red. "Prince An tried to break into the private room on the second floor. Nian Yi stepped forward to stop him, but was beaten by the guards around him, and his left hand was broken."
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Sheng Puzhu took a deep breath. Nian Yi had a pair of skillful hands. He had learned the craft of making gold, silver and jade articles very well. In addition, he played the piano very well. He was very popular among the nobles in Linlang Pavilion.
"What does the doctor say?"
The Qingke sniffed and choked up, "I have already invited the best doctor in Chang'an City. The hand bones have been reconnected, but the doctor cannot guarantee that it will be restored to its original state in the future."
"And Prince An said that if he doesn't see the headpiece tomorrow, he will come back and smash it again. He will stop when Linlang Pavilion returns an identical headpiece."
People can really laugh when they are speechless. Sheng Puzhu was so angry that he laughed.
She decisively took out a jade pendant from her waist pouch and handed it to Madam Du: "Madam, go back to the mansion first, take this to my brother, and ask him to come to Linlang Pavilion to treat his injuries."
"If my husband asks, just say..." Sheng Puzhu bit her lip, "Just say that Puyao's teeth were damaged by eating candy, and I went back to the Marquis Mingde's mansion to see Puyao."
"Yes, I understand." Nanny Du took the jade pendant with both hands and left in a hurry.
Sheng Puzhu suppressed the rage boiling in his chest, his gaze fixed on the water marks on the blue bricks. With a blank expression, he ordered, "Hang up the sign saying 'Closed!'. If anyone asks, tell them that Prince An favored his concubine and killed his wife, and that he committed murder and assault."
"Qingke, follow me. We are going to Prince An's mansion to ask for an explanation."
The Qingke was shocked: "Madam, Prince An looks like a tough guy. Do you want to bring a few more people?"
A cold smile appeared on Sheng Puzhu's lips, and emotions flashed across his eyes very quickly.
Although she had never met Xiao Xuan, there were rumors that he was a brainless playboy who only cared about eating, drinking and having fun, but she didn't think it was right. Even if he had a bad temper, he was definitely not a stupid person.
How could a calculating man like Xie Juyuan marry a fool?
Less than half a month after getting married, Xiao Xuan dared to directly attack Linlang Pavilion. His arrogance was so great that it seemed as if he was deliberately showing it to outsiders.
Sheng Puzhu softened her tone, took the veil handed to her by the Qingke and put it on: "Don't worry, I won't confront him head-on."
"As Qingshu's eldest sister-in-law, I'm just going to ask Princess An in person. This is the attitude of the An Palace in seeking the hand of Xie's daughter!"
"Less than a month after their wedding, Prince An actually did such a ridiculous thing for a concubine who was not worthy of being seen in public. I want to see whether the reputation of the Prince An Mansion can be maintained in Chang'an from now on."
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The Shen family of Qiantang is rich enough to rival a country. They are descendants of Ji Meng, the god of rain, and live in the land of the divine vein of southern Yan.
When the sage was in seclusion, he visited the Shen family's daughter three times and tried to marry her, but was rejected three times.
Later, the youngest daughter of the Shen family carefully selected Yan Shizhang, the eldest son of Chongwen Hou, as her husband.
Ten years after their marriage, the Qiantang River flooded and the Shen family was wiped out.
Yan Shizhang wants to divorce his wife and remarry, or the white moonlight of his youth.
Why marry?
She's not dead yet!
Shen Mingzhen opened her eyes again and was reborn back to her wedding night. Looking at Yan Shizhang sleeping beside her, she calmly put on her clothes and stood up.
In this life, what she has to do is very simple.
1: Bring back his sweetheart and wish him happiness.
2: Govern Qiantang and protect the Shen family.
Three: Divorce.
4: Remarry Rong’s cousin.
Yan Shizhang was also reborn. Looking at his wife who was painting her eyebrows in front of the dressing table, he clenched his palms: In this life, he must kill that Rong, govern Qiantang and protect the Shen family, and then live a happy life with her.
【Small Theater】
The tenth year after Shen Mingzhen's death.
The sea is peaceful and the river is clear, the times are good and the harvest is abundant, and Qiantang is no longer plagued by floods.
Yan Shizhang, the powerful Prime Minister, burned himself to death in the old residence of the Shen family in Qiantang, holding the wedding dress she left behind.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back to the day of his wedding.
The red candle flickered, and the beauty's fingertips trembled slightly under the veil, just as delicate and fragile as in her previous life.
【Instructions for use:】
Marry first, fall in love later, a double rebirth Shura field (very sweet and not abusive, trust me)
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