Chapter 94 Writing a Letter
Zhuque Street, Daji Lane.
Wen Mansion.
The early spring breeze, bringing with it a cool breeze, blew into the study through the gaps in the window lattice.
Wen Zhiyan wrapped his blue cloth gown tighter, and the brush in his hand rustled on the rice paper.
The flame of the oil lamp flickered, casting a swaying shadow on his thin face.
The desk was piled high with books. The corner of the top book, "Strategy Essays", was blown up by the wind, revealing dense annotations between the pages.
The imperial examination will be held in half a month, so he must seize every moment.
In the east wing, Father and Mother Wen were preparing to rest.
Liang Yuhe glanced at the light that was still on in the study and felt a little worried.
"Husband, do you think Yan will get sick from working so hard?"
Wen Tingkuan raised his head nonchalantly from his book and laughed, "How can your son be so fragile? Don't worry about him. All candidates who take the imperial examinations go through this."
Liang Yuhe nodded hesitantly.
She took off the silver hairpin from her hair and bent down to tidy the bed.
Wen Tingkuan quickly put down the book in his hand and came over to take the bedding from her hand.
"Ma'am, I'm coming."
Liang Yuhe did not rush to do it, but stood quietly by the side, watching Wen Tingkuan skillfully make the bed, with a smile in her eyes.
At this hour, all the households in Daji Lane had closed their gates and were preparing to go to bed.
"Boom, boom, boom—"
The sudden knock on the door made Wen Tingkuan pause in shaking the quilt.
Liang Yuhe was also a little puzzled: "He came here at this hour, probably because of something urgent. Husband, go and take a look first, I'll clean up."
Wen Tingkuan nodded and left the room first.
Inside the study, Wen Zhiyan paused while writing because of the sudden knock on the door.
The ink spread out into a smudge on the paper. He leaned in to listen and vaguely heard Uncle Liu's voice asking questions.
"Who is it? Coming so late..."
Uncle Liu held the lantern, his voice filled with alertness.
At this moment, a clear voice that was deliberately lowered came from outside the house.
"I am Zhang Sicheng, the Eastern Palace Guard, and I am here to deliver the reward to the Wen Mansion on the orders of the Crown Prince."
Uncle Liu was stunned and a little confused.
The Eastern Palace? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?
Wen Tingkuan had also come to Liu Bo's side at this time. Hearing the sound outside, he was stunned for a moment and then hurriedly asked Liu Bo to open the door.
The halo of the lantern flickered on the bluestone slabs. The moment the latch was pulled open, a group of people were seen standing in front of the door.
Zhang Sicheng was at the front, and behind him were a dozen guards carrying huge boxes and cages.
When he saw Wen Tingkuan, Zhang Sichen bowed to him.
"Lord Wen."
"Zhang Weiwei."
The moment Wen Tingkuan saw Zhang Sicheng, he was sure that this group of people were indeed sent by the prince.
He had met Zhang Sicheng several times.
Zhang Sicheng waved his hand.
The guards following behind immediately carried the boxes into the yard and placed them neatly in the yard.
Zhang Sicheng smiled and explained to Wen Tingkuan, "Dame Wen Liang gave birth to the Emperor's eldest grandson at the beginning of the Yin hour today. The Crown Prince was overjoyed and sent me here to celebrate with the Wen family."
At this time, Wen Zhiyan and Liang Yuhe, who had just packed up, also came out.
Hearing this, Liang Yuhe's body shook slightly and tears appeared in her eyes.
Wen Zhiyan quickly supported his mother, with a look of surprise and joy in his eyes.
The silly girl was quite capable. In just two years, she jumped from Fengyi to Liangdi and gave birth to the emperor's eldest grandson.
Five words flashed through his mind: Foolish people have good fortune...
Wen Tingkuan's eyes were also filled with complex and loving expressions.
His delicate and weak daughter was originally a child who needed his protection.
From today on, I became a mother.
The years of his daughter's growth from a toddler to a graceful young lady emerged in his mind, and he felt deeply moved.
Over there, a guard was reading out a list: "Twenty hu of eastern pearls, fifty pieces of Shu brocade, two mutton-fat jade ruyi, one red coral tree..."
Wei Shu's voice echoed in the night, and the boxes were opened one by one. The glittering light of jewels almost blinded people's eyes.
Wen Tingkuan glanced at the night scene around him, then lowered his head to look at the boxes and cages neatly lined up in the yard.
According to the convention of Dayan, if a concubine of the Eastern Palace below the rank of the principal concubine or concubine gave birth to a child, she would only be rewarded personally.
Although Li'er has now been promoted to the third rank of Liangdi, she does not have the ability of the Fukuzawa family.
Therefore, this was purely the prince's preference for his daughter, which was why Zhang Weiwei and others came after dark.
Wen Tingkuan felt a little emotional. It seemed that His Highness still liked Li'er very much.
Zhang Sicheng said meaningfully, "Wen Liangdi is doing well. She just hasn't seen her family for two years and she misses them."
Wen Tingkuan was stunned for a moment, and after some hesitation, he tentatively asked, "I wonder if Zhang Weiwei could help me deliver a letter to Concubine Liang?"
Zhang Sicheng pretended to be embarrassed, thought for a moment, and nodded.
"Then Sir Wen, please go ahead and write. If I can receive a letter from my family, I think it will help Wen Liangdi to relieve the pain of missing them. I have to go back and report to His Highness soon, so it won't be a big deal if I can help you deliver the letter."
Wen Tingkuan was overjoyed and welcomed Zhang Sichen and the dozen or so guards behind him into the lobby.
He then instructed his son to receive the distinguished guest, and he hurriedly took Liang Yuhe to the study.
Wen Zhiyan's mouth twitched slightly. He also wanted to write a few words to his sister.
But seeing that his parents disappeared in the blink of an eye, he sighed helplessly and could only stay in the main room, serving tea and water to entertain Zhang Sicheng and others.
Zhang Sicheng sat in the lobby, looking around inconspicuously.
I found that the Wen family was extremely simple.
Apart from tables, chairs and benches, there are no other decorations.
Zhang Sicheng has followed the prince for so many years and has dealt with countless officials.
But it was the first time he entered such a simple official residence.
Also, Wen Tingkuan was a fourth-rank official, but he only had two old servants in his mansion.
this……
He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in his heart.
In the study.
Wen Tingkuan filled several pages of rice paper in the blink of an eye.
On the other side of the desk, Liang Yuhe couldn't stop writing with the brush in her hand.
Before she got married, she was extremely favored at home, and her parents did not restrict her from practicing calligraphy or reading books.
After marrying Wen Tingkuan, she read more books and even her handwriting improved a lot.
In the letter, she told her daughter one by one what she needed to pay attention to during the confinement period.
He also told her to be extremely careful in the palace, not to make enemies with anyone, and not to anger the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess.
After all, although she has now been promoted to Consort Liang, in essence, she still has to rely on the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess to survive.
Then she shared some of her experiences in raising them.
In short, Liang Yuhe couldn’t finish writing down what she wanted to say in ten days and ten nights.
If Wen Tingkuan hadn't stopped her, she would have finished writing on the rice paper on the desk in one breath.
"Alright, alright, ma'am. Weiwei Zhang has waited long enough. If he waits any longer, it will be over."
Liang Yuhe stopped talking when she heard this and added a sentence at the end of the letter:
——Li'er, you must be well. Living a good life is better than anything else. Don't worry about your parents and your brother. We will always be with you outside the palace——
When the two came out of the study, Zhang Sicheng had already asked a dozen guards to go back first.
He chatted with Wen Zhiyan about the upcoming imperial examination.
As they chatted, he felt that the son of the Wen family had extraordinary conversation and proper manners; he was also polite and knew when to act. He would definitely achieve great things in the future.
Wen Tingkuan and Liang Yuhe came out and solemnly handed the written letter to Zhang Sicheng with apologetic smiles on their faces.
"I've kept Weiwei Zhang waiting for so long."
Zhang Sicheng touched the thickness of the envelope inconspicuously, smiled slightly, and looked humble.
"Lord Wen, Madam, Concubine Wen is doing well in the palace. His Highness values her very much, so you don't have to worry too much."
Wen Tingkuan and Liang Yuhe felt relieved after hearing this.
Zhang Sicheng stood up and said with a smile, "It's getting late. I should return to the palace to report. Goodbye."
Wen Tingkuan nodded and personally escorted Zhang Sicheng out of the house.
In the courtyard, the night was dark and a cool breeze blew, bringing a hint of early spring chill.
The Wen family looked at Zhang Sicheng's receding back, feeling mixed emotions.
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