175. Chapter 175 Autumn Rain



Fang Zhengjin: “…”

Isn't this a palace struggle?

How could Princess Zhaoyang say it so easily?

Wasn't she unhappy at all that her credit had been taken away? Thinking of this, Fang Zhengjin quickly threw these thoughts out, feeling guilty.

She seemed to be imagining Princess Zhaoyang with ordinary people's thinking, but Princess Zhaoyang was different from ordinary people. She knew this when she was in Zhaoyang County.

Helian Yu looked regretful: "Fang Fang, can you go out and ask my second brother to give me half of the bribe he received? After all, I gave him this business."

Fang Zhengjin remained silent: "Your Highness, I will go to the Prince of Chu's mansion to ask before tonight."

Faced with Helian Yu's request, Fang Zhengjin couldn't refuse and could only agree first. As for the King of Chu, she believed that the King of Chu would agree.

The emperor ordered Princess Zhaoyang to be confined to her house, and no one was allowed to visit her, but there was no rule prohibiting anyone from visiting the imperial teacher...

Today, she was invited by the Imperial Master to accompany Princess Zhaoyang in her studies and to relieve her boredom.

The next day, when the imperial teacher returned home, he brought back three carriages full of camphorwood boxes.

Helian Yu greeted him inside the door and never stepped out. When she saw what Xie Rangchen brought, she walked forward curiously.

"Master, what good things did you buy?"

Xie Rangchen put his fingers on her hair and plucked off a piece of weed leaf: "It was sent by the Prince of Chu's Mansion, saying they were thanking you for creating the Beijing News."

"I just provided an idea. It was Lange and his team who were smart and worked hard to write and revise the manuscript, print it, and sell it."

Helian Yu smiled and leaned into Xie Rangchen's arms, hugged his waist, and gently bumped her little head against his strong waist.

"Besides, my father has already sent many things here, so I won't suffer any loss."

The blow on Xie Rangchen's waist was neither light nor heavy, and it hit his heart like a feather brushing against it, making him sway.

He stretched out his hand, his beautiful white wrist was two inches away from the dark pattern on the cuffs, which made him look even more elegant. He looked calm and held her dishonest little head: "Pay attention to the rules."

"Master?" Helian Yu groaned, pushed his hand away, and simply hugged his waist, "Hey~ Master, why do you always care about me~ Am I not your most beloved and obedient disciple~"

Xie Rangchen: “…”

Which word did she touch? Didn't she feel guilty for saying this? After Helian Yu teased Xie Rangchen, he happily let go and smiled at him: "Master, I will make you some tea cakes later, okay?"

Xie Rangchen recalled what had happened in recent days. He could not remember ever provoking her, nor did he remember ever making her happy.

I suddenly got the urge to make tea cakes...

Xie Rangchen was more worried than happy.

But when I looked down, I saw black, clean and pure grape eyes, a well-behaved little face and a bright smile.

The corners of his lips curved up: "Okay. I'm not busy, I'll accompany you."

If she wanted to do something, he would see it; if she really wanted to do it, he would accompany her.

For several days in a row, Xie Rangchen discovered that Helian Yu had been well-behaved for too long.

He became increasingly uneasy, suspecting that she was planning something big.

But it seems that everything is calm.

Every autumn rain brings a chill. When the rain falls heavily, the Prince Jin’s Mansion is peaceful and harmonious.

"Has the wife of the head of the Liang Mansion on West Street woken up?"

"woke up."

Zhuo Liu stood behind Helian Chi and watched Helian Chi pruning the plants.

"However, the lightning struck Madam Liang directly, from head to toe. It is said that all of Madam Liang's hair was struck off. More than half a month has passed, and her hair has not grown back at all. The Liang family has consulted doctors in the whole city, but no one can treat this disease."

"Now the common people and the rich are avoiding the Liang family, saying that the wife of the Liang family has been punished by heaven and must have done something against heaven and morality."

"Things that are against the will of heaven..." Helian Chi smiled softly, "She did a lot when she was in Jiangnan. But..."

Who can explain the grievances of the previous generation?

Divine punishment?

God also favors some people, and the fate of some people really cannot be determined by fortune-telling.

Those who are lucky will walk for a while with those favored by God; those who are unlucky will become enemies of those favored by God and become stepping stones; those who are extremely unlucky or have no luck at all will not even deserve to leave their names behind.

Helian Chi put down the scissors, took the handkerchief handed to him by Zhuo Liu, and wiped his hands slowly: "Interesting."

After wiping his hands, Helian Chi threw the silk handkerchief in front of the square-mouthed flowerpot. As he walked, his robe swayed and created ripples, like summer raindrops falling into a pond, elegant and noble.

This autumn rain lasted for a whole day.

In the Imperial Master's Mansion, Helian Yu was in a good mood. He sat around the stove and made tea. He also found a lot of cakes and vegetables to eat, and put them on the table. He drank tea and chatted with Xie Rangchen.

"So free~" Helian Yu usually can't stay idle, but it's raining outside, and making tea and chatting under the eaves is interesting, "It's no big deal to be confined~"

Xie Rangchen looked past Helian Yu and towards Chang An who was walking towards him with an umbrella.

In the rain, Chang An held a huge oil-paper umbrella, walked slowly and steadily, without a trace of rain on his clothes. He looked as calm and composed as a nobleman.

Xie Rangchen put down his teacup and his eyes met Chang An's.

Chang An walked under the eaves, folded his umbrella, held the umbrella handle, and stood by the wall.

Helian Yu also noticed Chang An. She turned around and made some space for Chang An so that he could warm himself by the fire and drink a cup of hot tea.

"Master, all the insiders in the troupe have been dealt with." Chang An held the hot teacup and reported slowly.

"Well, just clean it up. There will be more of these things in the future." Helian Yu used wooden chopsticks to pick up two pieces of yam and carefully observed whether they were cooked or not. "How is the investigation of the West Market Temple going?"

"The clues point to the south, and we have sent people to continue investigating. However, Chang An now suspects that it may be related to Madam Liang." Chang An looked at Helian Yu seriously, "We have divided into two groups, one group was sent to the south, and the other group secretly investigated Madam Liang in Beijing."

"Smart!" Helian Yu clapped his hands and handed the freshly baked yam to Chang An and Xie Rangchen, "Try it."

The two of them were very considerate and picked up the yam pieces, taking light bites and savoring them carefully.

"It tastes good, sweet and soft." Xie Rangchen said.

Chang An's eyes were serious: "Master's cooking skills are excellent. He can bake out the most authentic taste of the ingredients and fully utilize the ingredients to the extreme. It can be seen that the master is attentive."

Xie Rangchen glanced at the yam pieces, then glanced at Chang An, picked up the warm jade wine glass beside him, and poured the sake into his throat.

One praises the taste, the other praises the person.

Helian Yu was naturally happy to hear this: "I will be able to leave the house in a few days. By then, the results of the autumn examination will probably be announced. I will most likely go hunting in the enclosure, right?"

Chang An: "Yes. In September of previous years, His Majesty would definitely take people to the hunting grounds for autumn hunting. If nothing unexpected happens, he will most likely go this year as well."

"It's time to have fun." Helian Yu handed the baked white rice cake to Chang An and Xie Rangchen, "Eat, eat~"


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