Chapter 17 Ye Yun
Ye Jianshan tugged at his clothes, put his hands behind his back, walked to the base of the wall, cleared his throat, and then came a series of crashing sounds coming from the other side of the wall.
"Oh my god."
"Get up, you're crushing me."
"That was terrifying."
"With those hands behind his back, I thought I saw the Second Imperial Uncle."
Ye Jianshan: ...
He hasn't said anything yet.
"Who are you? What are you trying to do, clinging to my wall?"
Ye Jianshan asked, feigning seriousness.
These people are not very old, they look about the same age as Ye Jianshan.
Silence fell instantly on the other side of the wall.
A moment later, the sounds of pushing and shoving could be heard again.
"He's talking to us, who's going to deal with him?"
"I can't. I ran away without my father's knowledge."
"Who isn't?"
Since they didn't come, Ye Jianshan went out to see them directly.
The four people were so frightened when they saw Ye Jianshan appear behind them that they huddled together in fear, yelling, "Ahhhhh!"
Ye Jianshan: ...
He touched his face. Was this face really that powerful?
"Who are you? Why are you spying on me?"
Ye Jianshan asked.
The Prince of Zhao, who was also the eldest son of the Fourth Prince, calmed down and said, "We were just passing by and heard that the top scholar from Qingyang lived here, so we thought we'd come and share in the good fortune."
Ye Jianshan gave him a look that said, "You're all fooling idiots."
Ye Jianshan had already recognized one of them. He had seen him at the literary gathering at Jingfu Restaurant and heard others call him the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan. He was also one of the two people who knelt before him at that time.
"I've seen you before."
Ye Jianshan said to the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan.
He has a photographic memory and an excellent memory; it's impossible for him to mistake someone for someone else.
Upon hearing his name called, the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan knelt down with a thud: "Crown Prince... no, Imperial Grandson... um..."
The heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan thought of a string of names, but really couldn't think of anything to call Ye Jianshan.
Ye Jianshan was speechless, kneeling again and again...
The Marquis of Weiyuan's heir's move left the other two speechless.
This time it's the heir apparent of Prince Duan, the son of the eldest prince, who was a strong contender for the position of Crown Prince because he holds the title of eldest son.
It's a pity that his father wasn't the crown prince, so even though he was the eldest son, he couldn't become the eldest grandson of the emperor.
He was the one who brought the Marquis of Weiyuan's heir here this time, because he had heard that the Marquis of Weiyuan's heir had met Ye Jianshan.
Feng Xing was also with them. He had already knelt down silently after seeing the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan kneel down, and did not dare to raise his head.
After all, their first meeting wasn't pleasant, and he was afraid the young prince would hold a grudge later.
He was truly on the verge of tears, wishing he hadn't come, but the Prince of Duan had specifically requested his presence.
He has been behaving himself for several months now.
Ye Jianshan said speechlessly, "You all get up. I only look like the Crown Prince. I'm just a minor scholar now. You don't need to bow to me. I can't accept that."
None of the four dared to utter a word. What did they mean by "just looking alike"?
The eldest among them, Prince Duan, was seventeen years old, a year older than Ye Jianshan. He spoke first, "How about we become friends?"
Since he's already here, he's planning to get close to Ye Jianshan and find out about the forces behind Ye Jianshan.
He didn't believe Ye Jianshan was alone; he was sure there was a conspiracy.
But when he actually met Ye Jianshan, he found that he was quite different from the Crown Prince's second uncle. His eyes were clear and transparent, and he had no scheming.
In fact, the Prince Duan's son was jealous. Since he was old enough to understand, he had spent more time with his second uncle, the Crown Prince. His grandfather also intended for them to spend more time together. His father showed him little love, and when they met, he would tell him to spend more time with the Crown Prince.
Everyone thought he would be the Crown Prince, and he was well-prepared to become the Crown Prince in the future, excelling in every aspect.
Unexpectedly, the Crown Prince's second uncle suddenly has a sixteen-year-old son.
She's only one year younger than him.
He was still a top scholar in the imperial examination.
He didn't even have the confidence to pass the exam and become a top scholar.
The first moment he learned of Ye Jianshan's existence, he was bewildered, then he felt a tightness in his chest and a buzzing in his head, unable to believe what he was hearing, and he couldn't breathe. Then he wondered, "Why?"
Why did Ye Jianshan suddenly appear just when he was about to believe that the position of Crown Prince was his?
Ye Jianshan met their gazes calmly; these scions of powerful families all looked formidable.
He really didn't have time to play with them anymore.
"Of course I'd love to get to know you, but I have other things to do. Maybe we'll meet again sometime."
He still needs to go to the guild hall.
Before leaving, Ye Jianshan turned back and said, "By the way, do Grandpa Chen and Grandma Li know that you came to see me?"
All four of them shuddered.
Feng Xingzhen was about to cry. He must have had the worst luck ever. What did it have to do with him? He was just dragged here by force.
I feel really wronged.
After saying that, Ye Jianshan left, clearly not wanting to get involved with them again.
The Crown Prince of Zhao tried to stop him, but was held back by the Crown Prince of Duan.
The Crown Prince of Zhao was somewhat angry: "Brother, what does he mean by this? Does he not intend to acknowledge our kinship?"
The Prince Duan's heir shook his head: "I don't know, but let's go first, the Emperor and the others will be here soon."
Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince of Zhao dared not say anything more. They had only come here on their own because they were assured that the guards would not dare to touch them.
The Prince of Duan also comforted the Prince of Weiyuan and Feng Xing, saying, "You should go back too. This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't worry."
Feng Xing was relieved and decided to stay home and not go out after returning home; it was too scary.
When the big shots fight, they suffer the consequences.
When the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan returned, he told his father about it. The Marquis of Weiyuan said, "It's alright. The Emperor has already made the identity of the young prince public."
"But when I went to see the young prince today, he showed no intention of acknowledging me."
The heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan recounted his discovery.
Marquis Weiyuan had already guessed it. If they could have directly recognized him, the Emperor wouldn't have had to stage such a scene with them during the morning court session.
Just take the little prince directly to the Golden Palace so everyone can see him; there's no need for so many roundabout methods.
Bringing the young prince to everyone directly, even if you have nothing else, is more effective.
"Never mind that, let's see what the Emperor decides."
Marquis Weiyuan gave instructions.
The Marquis of Weiyuan's heir was a clever man; he understood immediately: "Father, I understand."
As soon as Ye Jianshan arrived at the Qingyang Guild Hall, the innkeeper pulled him aside and asked with concern, "What's going on on Fourteenth Street?"
He went there yesterday to take a look, but he was stopped and questioned. Only after they found out that he was the manager of the Qingyang Guild Hall did they let him in.
Ye Jianshan didn't know how to explain it to him. Could he just say that he looked like the Crown Prince and that people thought he was the Crown Prince's son?
Saying this would scare the shopkeeper to death.
Ye Jianshan replied directly, "It's nothing. There's a big shot living inside, and it involves me."
Only after he said that did the shopkeeper realize it made sense: "Oh dear, I didn't expect it to be like this. Are you all alright?"
"It's alright, my third uncle is upstairs."
Ye Lei brought Doctor Xiao Man over to give the people at the guild a second check-up; he arrived ahead of time.
"Yes, yes."
Ye Jianshan went up to check on Luo Shaohui and Tan Jingshan. They had all recovered a lot after drinking their medicine all day, which put Ye Jianshan at ease.
Tan Jingshan was quite meticulous, and when he spoke to Ye Jianshan, he seemed hesitant to say anything.
Ye Jianshan asked, "What does Brother Tan want to say?"
"Um, I've met the chief examiner, the Crown Prince."
When he saw the prince's face clearly, his calligraphy brush almost flew out of his hand in fright.
He was terrified. He thought he had seen Ye Jianshan. He looked exactly like Ye Jianshan. He didn't dare to say a word after he came out.
All the candidates in the Qingyang Guild Hall knew that the Crown Prince and Ye Jianshan looked alike, so they didn't dare to discuss it. Instead, they all stayed in their rooms and began to recall all the times they had met Ye Jianshan.
Even if they had ten times the courage, they would never have guessed that the Crown Prince and Ye Jianshan were actually father and son.
But wasn't Ye Jianshan from Qingyang?
They seriously doubted their eyes and were agonizing over it for nine days.
When Tan Jingshan saw Ye Jianshan coming over, he was so startled that he almost threw off the covers, got out of bed, and bowed to him, calling him "Crown Prince."
Ye Jianshan's true identity is terrifying.
Tan Jingshan stammered, "Ye...ye...ye..."
How he should address Ye Jianshan now has become a problem.
Seeing his reaction, Ye Jianshan understood and said knowingly, "You also met the chief examiner, the Crown Prince? Do you think we look alike?"
Tan Jingshan nodded repeatedly, "They're exactly the same, okay?"
Ye Jianshan scratched his head: "Whether you believe it or not, that was the first time I met the Crown Prince that day, and I'm still confused."
Tan Jingshan thought about it and agreed. If Ye Jianshan had such a noble status, would he have been forced to stay home and move?
But then something suddenly occurred to him: "Did those people treat you like that because they knew you looked just like the Crown Prince? What should I do? Will they come after you?"
Ye Jianshan reassured him and told him not to worry, but didn't say much more.
Tan Jingshan didn't ask any more questions; it's better to know less about some things.
"I'm glad you're alright."
Ye Jianshan: "I'm fine, Brother Tan, don't worry."
Ye Jianshan explained to each of them, and the fellow villagers from Qingyang Guild Hall were all confused. Who would have thought that Ye Jianshan was really related to the Crown Prince?
After Ye Jianshan left, the waiter relayed the news he had heard to the shopkeeper.
The waiter was terrified; he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
The shopkeeper was even more shocked: "What? Is that so? The important person living in the Fourteenth Street is Ye Jieyuan himself."
No wonder.
But even the shopkeeper's legs went weak; who would have thought it was the Crown Prince?
He hadn't even met the Crown Prince yet, but unexpectedly he met the Crown Prince's son first.
Yejia Village, Qinghe County, Qingyang Prefecture.
A few days after the New Year, Ye Yun also packed up and prepared to go to Beijing. She had come to terms with it; for the sake of the mountains, she had to go back.
Old Man Ye asked with some concern, "Yun, are you really going?"
Grandma Ye was also worried about her daughter. For the past sixteen years, she had truly treated Ye Yun and Ye Jianshan as her own children.
The Ye family also benefited a lot from them, mother and son.
Seeing that Ye Yun had actually brought up the idea of going to the capital, I was really worried.
Ye Yun continued packing, saying, "Father, Mother, I have to go. I can't keep a low profile with Da Shan's face."
Old Man Ye tapped his pipe: "Could it be that he really looks like that dead father? Bah, no, he looks like the Crown Prince."
Old Man Ye had already gotten into the habit of saying it, and subconsciously called out "Damn Father."
From now on, you can't call him that anymore; you have to say "Crown Prince."
Grandma Ye also said, "Everyone says that sons look like their mothers, but Dashan looks so much like his father."
If you don't look alike, you can at least keep a low profile.
But Xiaoyun said he looked just like the Crown Prince.
Old Man Ye sighed, "It's all because our Dashan is too ambitious; he's destined for great things."
"Father, Mother, come with me to the capital. Dashan will be the Crown Prince from now on."
Old Man Ye and Old Woman Ye were truly frightened this time: "What?"
Does this mean he can become emperor again in the future?
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