Chapter 42
Wang Sheng was much more sober now, and perhaps he didn't hear the person talking behind him. Shi Ye turned around, and Wang Sheng quickly stuffed the peace locket back. Shi Ye saw that the distance between the two was a bit far, so he thought that Wang Sheng was a little unconscious.
He came over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Sheng shook his head: "Nothing, nothing, let's go back quickly, I'm a little sleepy."
At that time, he did not suspect anything, but just changed from walking in front to walking side by side.
The two were squeezed together by the crowd from time to time, and then separated when there were fewer people around, keeping a distance of a fist between them, neither far nor close.
When he saw the red rope sticking out from Wang Sheng's neck, he felt a little nervous, wondering when Wang Sheng would discover the peace locket and what he would do after he found it.
No, rather than the possibility that Wang Sheng would find out that it was he who gave it to him, what he should be more worried about now is whether Wang Sheng would sell it!
It was unknown whether Wang Sheng would sell it, but his mind was indeed a little confused. Sometimes he thought of the swing he sat on as a child, and sometimes he thought of the civet cat in Zhang County. In short, it was all over the place, without any reason, and he could not find the source or the reason.
He snapped his fingers at his sides, not daring to think too much about the peace locket. He felt that as soon as he thought about it, his heart would explode like fireworks, so dense that he didn't know how to deal with it, but he couldn't help but take a look.
The two of them walked all the way back to the inn. Before parting, they both said at the same time: "You..."
Wang Sheng hurriedly said, "Master, your hand is still injured. Go get some rest."
Shi Ye nodded: "You too, if you are short of money, tell me, I still have a lot of money in the bank." Just don't sell the peace locket.
What? He also said something inexplicably about how rich he was. Could it be that he was showing off to him that he was richer than him?
Wang Sheng: "Oh, okay..." He pushed the door open stiffly and went in.
Shi Ye still had the box hidden in his sleeve. He stroked it, stood at the door for a while, and then turned and left.
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In a house somewhere in Pingyang, there was complete silence. Every servant tried to walk with low steps, with their heads down, not caring whether they could see the road or not, all of them were trembling with fear.
In front of the viewing platform, servants came with fruits and wine, but were all stopped by the maids guarding the door.
Although the material of the clothes worn by these maids could not be seen, their overall elegance was even greater than that of the young ladies from wealthy families. They were all servants, but their fates were very different.
"Wait, who sent you? Don't you know you should inform us first?"
The servant replied, "The housekeeper sent us to bring food to the noble."
After asking clearly, the maid gave a look to the people behind her, and someone came forward with a silver needle to insert it to test for poison. Then everyone took a small amount to taste it. After confirming that there was no problem, they took it to the second floor of the observation deck.
The view from the second floor is unobstructed, and the beautiful scenery is in sight. There is someone sleeping on the chaise longue with his clothes on the ground and his eyes squinted, while a maid is gently pressing on his acupoints behind him. It is a peaceful scene.
A man came over with a whisk on his elbow and approached him, saying, "Your Highness, I have found it."
Yin Jianyue slowly opened her eyes, waved away the maid, and sat up.
"The one on the right is the owner of Tuanyuan Study. He usually makes friends with scholars and other intellectuals. He also has another identity: the eldest disciple of Yuntai Mountain, Xiao Wen. The one on the left is Shi Ye, Wumen Jian, Xiao Wen's junior apprentice brother. They all match. The younger one is Changsun Yi, the youngest son of Changsun Yuan, the Prince of Pingyang."
Zhao Hongde continued, "The one directly opposite is Pingyang, who came with Shi. I heard his name is Wang Sheng, but his identity has not been found yet."
A hand that was indifferent to worldly affairs picked up a round grape from the plate and played with it.
It turns out his name is Wang Sheng.
Seeing that his master seemed very interested, Zhao Hongde took the initiative to speak: "Your Highness, do you want to bring the person over?"
This is not a secret of the imperial palace. Now that China is open to the outside world, many people talk about such things openly, not to mention people of high status.
However, Zhao Hongde was a little puzzled. His Highness could have anyone he wanted, so why did he fall for the ordinary Wang Sheng?
An obscure look came over, and Zhao Hongde immediately knelt down and said, "I have overstepped my bounds. Your Highness, please punish me."
Yin Jianyue threw the grapes back onto the plate, then looked outside the viewing platform and asked Zhao Hongde, "Don't you think that Wang Sheng's eyes look like someone else's?"
Clear and bright, just like the eyes in his memory, otherwise they would not have left such a deep impression on him, bringing back memories at the first sight.
Zhao Hongde carefully searched for this person in his mind, but couldn't find him, so he shook his head honestly.
Yin Jianyue was very disappointed with him, and then she uttered the name that had not been mentioned in more than ten years in a horrifying manner: "Princess, Yin Shiluan."
Twelve years ago, the Princess's Mansion suffered a sudden accident. All the people in the mansion died tragically overnight. They were not discovered until the next day by someone who came to deliver food. The bodies of the Princess and her husband had been seen by many people, and were now buried in the imperial mausoleum by the current emperor. The whole country was in grief that year and was ordered not to hold any large banquets for a year. The Princess's name was even more taboo and no one was allowed to mention it.
The eldest princess and her husband gave birth to their only son, who was given the imperial surname, Yin Nanxing. In the same year, the empress gave birth to a son, who is the current crown prince, Yin Jianyue.
The two were of similar age and status. Within the palace walls, the joyful laughter of children could often be heard. The Crown Prince followed them, calling them "cousin" with a particularly appropriate and affectionate tone, as if they were real brothers.
A wave of longing welled up in Yin Jianyue's eyes.
After the incident, he went to the Princess's Mansion and saw the corpse wearing the young marquis's clothes. The corpse was unrecognizable and there was not a single spot on its body that was intact. He vomited on the spot. After being forcibly taken back, he had a fever for half a month before he recovered, but he missed their burial because of this.
"If my cousin grows up safely, perhaps his eyes would be like this, more lively than Wang Sheng's. Even I would avoid him." Yin Jianyue smiled.
Zhao Hongde supported Yin Jianyue all the way here. Naturally, he knew that since those years, the prince had become silent and taciturn. Sometimes he even didn't want to pay attention to what the queen said and just wanted to immerse himself in his own world.
The young marquis's belongings have been kept well-preserved and stored in the East Palace as a token of mourning.
"Your Highness, there is no need to be overly sentimental. If the young marquis knew, he would not want Your Highness to be so troubled and sad."
Oh.
Yin Jianyue was too lazy to speak. These people were always complimenting him and saying nice things about him, but who could really understand the bond between him and his cousin?
Suddenly, the nobleman on the chair changed his expression. He stared at Zhao Hongde sinisterly and said with a smile, "I know that my mother has never believed that my cousin is dead. She has been searching for him for years. You are her spy, but you should know who you are loyal to, right?"
"I'm awake." Zhao Hongde had long known that his identity had been exposed. The only reason he had lived this long was that he knew what to say and what not to say.
Yin Jianyue wiped his hands and said, "Isn't it said that there is an aide in Atlershi who can summon ghost soldiers? He was quite famous at that time. Go find him and go to the northern border together."
"yes."
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Xiao Wen was wiping the bookshelf with a rag. He was wiping vigorously when he turned around and saw his junior apprentice brother was staring blankly at a book. Xiao Wen chuckled and leaned over to take a look. "The legendary life of Madam Chen? Junior apprentice brother is actually interested in this kind of book? I didn't realize it."
After being interrupted by Xiao Wen, Shi Ye finally realized what book he had taken. He knocked the book down and said, "I took the wrong one."
Xiao Wen: "You can still look at it for so long even if you took the wrong one? Are you kidding me?"
I didn't respond to him, but asked him, "Have you finished wiping?", meaning that he was talking so much nonsense.
"I've already wiped it twice, and I'm still waiting for you to tell me." He looked into the study and said, "Where did I go? Why are you alone?"
Shi Ye also put the legendary life of Chen Niangzi back on the bookshelf and replaced it with a travelogue. "How should I know?"
"I thought you knew. Really? How could a grown man like me get lost?" Xiao Wen picked up the rag again and said as he wiped the floor. "But I see, even though he looks a bit out of tune, he has a very good temper. There are so many beautiful girls in Pingyang City. Who knows, he might be talking to one of them right now."
The travel journal that the study had just bought was suddenly clenched and crumpled into a ball. Xiao Wen felt a pang of pain in his heart and cursed, "What are you doing? Do you know how hard this book is to find? I'll pay you back!"
Shi also wanted to stretch out the travel notes and restore them to their original state, but it failed no matter what he did. He could only compensate Xiao Wen.
"Senior Brother."
"What's wrong? Even if he's my brother, I have to settle accounts clearly."
"...I gave him the jade, but he didn't react this morning."
"Oh?" Xiao Wen threw the rag away again, leaning over and asking, "What is it? When was it given to me? How come I didn't know about it? Does he still have it with him?"
Shi Ye: "It's a peace locket. I still had it with me yesterday..."
He looked serious. Xiao Wen suppressed his laughter and carefully thought for him, drawing on his years of experience. "It's been a whole night, he must know. He still brought it today, which means he also knows it was from you. He didn't react at all, which just means he did react!"
Xiao Wen clapped his hands and stood up. Shi Ye asked, "Where did you get that from?"
"This... I don't know how to explain it to you. Anyway, remember, don't argue with others. Who would like a person with a gloomy face all day long who looks down on this and that?" Xiao Wen said earnestly, but Shi also frowned and said, "I'm not dark, am I really dark?" Could it be that he got tanned from walking outside so often?
Xiao Wen was speechless for a moment, then nodded, "Indeed, you're tanned. Go away and don't block me from working."
Outside the study, a carriage drove up quietly and stopped. Someone got off the carriage and glanced at the plaque. "Reunion Study, this is it."
A waiter came out to greet the guest, but before he could even say a word, his words got stuck in his throat. He looked the man up and down, wondering how could someone look like this?
Zhao Hongde walked past him and led his men straight inside. He looked around and saw the person he wanted to see. Then, with a smile on his face, he came over and said amiably, "Greetings, gentlemen. My surname is Zhao, and I'm here to invite someone on behalf of my master. Mr. Shi, are you free to come with us?"
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