“Yes,” Meiyu lowered her head sadly, “but they are no longer here. As their son, this is all I can do.”
If only my parents were still here.
She remains that carefree little girl, idly playing the zither, listening to the rain, and blending fragrances...
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan sighed softly, "You really have to go?"
"Um."
Although the voice was weak, it conveyed a sense of stubbornness.
"Then go ahead, I'll have An San escort you."
"My benefactor has helped Meiyu so much, I dare not accept such a great favor again."
"That's settled then. I'll go find An San," she said, turning her head. "Would you like to come with Qiu Qing?"
“No,” Meiyu shook her head. “I can’t give her what she wants, so it’s better to let her continue her ordinary life.”
Qiu Qing always wanted to go back to the past, but that was impossible.
The lives of the aristocracy are indeed good.
But the Qian family had been destroyed, and she had become a powerless orphan, unable to even protect herself, let alone let Qiu Qing live the same life as before.
Although Jiang Nuan hadn't had much contact with Qiu Qing, she knew that Qiu Qing was very proud, so she didn't say anything, but patted Mei Yu's hand comfortingly and left.
A short while later, Meiyu left the Huang family accompanied by An San.
Seeing Meiyu all alone in plain clothes, An San couldn't help but mutter to himself: What a tragedy, all of this is a tragedy!
Is this a personnel matter?
A thousand families were wiped out, leaving only an orphaned girl to live a miserable life.
So, this former imperial bodyguard couldn't resist Lin Xiang's chivalrous heart and sent a letter to the capital.
As for whether the willow branches casually stuck in the ground will blossom and bear fruit, only time will tell.
Meiyu is gone.
This news made Xie feel a little sad.
"Why did you leave? Isn't our home good enough?"
“They were just guests to begin with,” Jiang Nuan shook her head with a smile, “and they’ll all be leaving sooner or later.”
Although it's a little sad, I won't regret it.
“I’m just worried,” Xie Shi whispered to Jiang Nuan, “You know, she’s a weak woman with no family, guarding a grave in the wilderness. How pitiful she must be.”
Just thinking about it makes me feel heartbroken.
"Don't worry, someone will take care of her."
"The girl Mother is talking about?" Madam Xie frowned. "Speaking of which, it's been quite a while since I've seen her. Meiyu is at our house, why doesn't she come?"
"Meiyu has made all the arrangements, so there's no need to worry."
"Not her? What does Mother mean? Who else is taking care of her? Does Meiyu have any other relatives or friends?"
“No,” Jiang Nuan thought of An San and couldn’t help but smile. “Wait a few days. If there’s really no one to take care of me, I’ll make arrangements then.”
Upon hearing this, Madam Xie narrowed her eyes. "Mother, are you hiding something from me?"
"No, let's go, let's go. If we don't leave now, the sun will be scorching hot."
"All right!"
Although unwilling, they obediently stopped pursuing the matter.
The family sought peace and quiet in the mountains, but the capital city was in an uproar.
Rumors began circulating in the court, and some astute individuals realized that something big was about to happen.
After the reason was found out, the entire capital city was in an uproar.
Although the idea of being banished to immortality sounds absurd, what has happened in the last two weeks is indeed beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.
The salt, white and fine, has no bitterness whatsoever; it is unlike any ordinary salt.
Movable type printing reduced the price of books from exorbitantly high to half, a method that was not readily available to ordinary people.
The Fish Intestine Sword, forged using the new method, gleams with a chilling light and possesses an intimidating sharpness. It can cut through iron like mud, a feat beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.
......
After realizing the differences, the capital city under the emperor's nose was completely in an uproar, like water being poured into boiling oil, causing a heated and turbulent upheaval with waves splashing everywhere.
Juquanlou had by then become the most bustling place in the capital, bar none.
Because this shop was opened jointly by the immortal and the Han family, and the recipes used were not ordinary mortal ingredients.
Han Yi seized the opportunity and spent a fortune to buy a batch of ice and put it in the restaurant. The various dishes, drinks and desserts were dazzling and made people feel so comfortable that they didn't want to go back. At the same time, they believed even more in the so-called immortal.
"Have you heard? The matter of the banished immortal has been confirmed. The Ministry of Rites is rushing to make ceremonial robes, modeled after the Empress's."
"I don't believe in any immortals, but you do?"
"How can you say such a thing? If you believe it, it exists; if you don't believe it, it doesn't. But I'd rather believe it exists than not believe it doesn't.
"Absurd! The Master said, 'You do not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.' Have you forgotten the teachings of the sage?"
Upon hearing this, the person opposite the scholar couldn't help but scoff, "Then how do you explain the saying 'respect ghosts and gods but keep them at a distance'?"
"You're just making excuses. Only a pedantic person would believe something so absurd."
These words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of those around them.
"You mean that all the court officials, grand secretaries, and even the emperor are pedantic and pedantic?"
“I never said that.”
"Then what did you mean just now? Did you think that the court officials were not as wise as a mere scholar like yourself?"
"Nonsense, utter nonsense!" Realizing that the people around him were not friendly to him, the scholar hurriedly covered his face and left.
But in his heart, he harbored a deep hatred for these people.
He was attacked by the crowd for simply telling the truth. They said he was no immortal, but a monster who had bewitched them without even showing his face.
"Never mind him, let's continue. The title of the Immortal has been confirmed. I heard that even her deceased husband was granted the title of Earl of Liuxian, and her eldest son inherited the title and also became the Earl of Liuxian. Tsk tsk, it's truly a case of one person attaining enlightenment and all their relatives and friends benefiting from it!"
"Don't talk nonsense. The banished immortal is not that kind of person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lived in seclusion in a small village and there would have been no news of him. What does that mean? It means that he doesn't care about worldly riches and honors at all."
"That's true. Even if a banished immortal is demoted, he's still different from us ordinary mortals."
"I've heard a lot of people are going to southern Henan to join the fun. Do you have any plans to do that?"
"Of course not. Such a person can only be admired from afar; he is not someone we can get close to."
"hehe……"
That's not credible at all.
Countless people, though stubbornly refusing to admit their wrongdoing, secretly went to southern Henan to worship the immortals.
In the Imperial Study, three close-knit Grand Secretaries were arguing heatedly, their faces flushed and necks red.
"Your Majesty, this old minister requests permission to proclaim the decree."
"Your Majesty, Grand Secretary An is old and frail, and I fear his strength is failing. I am willing to make the trip."
“Your Majesty,” Grand Secretary Liu followed up, “the affairs of the court cannot be separated from An Fu and Zhong Fu. I am of low rank and limited power, so I am the most suitable to serve.”
“Your Majesty, the two Vice Ministers, Zhong and Liu, lack sufficient prestige to demonstrate Your Majesty’s high regard for the Lady Protector of the Nation. It is most appropriate for me to issue the decree.”
“Your Majesty, Chief Minister An is the backbone of the court and cannot be removed. I am the most suitable candidate.”
"Your Majesty..."
"Shut up, all of you," Ji Xuan rubbed her head, "Do you even remember who you are?"
A high-ranking official, yet he argued like a village woman, making a racket that hurt people's ears.
"Your Majesty, I know my crime!"
The three of them gave in without prior agreement.
Despite saying that, he did not give up the idea of delivering the imperial decree, his eyes filled with determination.
Seeing this, Qi Yong cleared his throat and said, "Have the three Grand Secretaries forgotten about this humble one?"
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