Chapter 129 Farewell

Jun Jingxing returned to the Marquis' Mansion and stared at Sui Yan across the two boxes.

Sui Yan tiptoed to look back and made sure that no servants were carrying boxes. Then he said in disbelief, "One thousand gold?"

Jun Jingxing didn't understand what was going on, so he opened the box, revealing the dazzling gold.

"Here, one thousand taels of gold."

Sui Yan looked at him in disbelief and suddenly exploded: "One thousand jin, one thousand jin! What did I tell you?! One thousand jin of gold, why did you only ask him for one thousand taels?"

Jun Jingxing rolled his eyes and said, "You might as well go and rob the national treasury. There's a thousand kilograms of gold there. You're so flattered. Hurry up and have Haitang collect it and move the carriage up."

Sui Yan was so angry that he pressed his chest and pointed at Jun Jingxing with a trembling hand: "You you you you..."

Seeing how angry he was, Jun Jingxing was afraid that Wuyuan would run out and beat him, so he quickly dropped the box and ran away.

Sui Yan had worked hard all night last night. He was so angry at Jun Jingxing that he felt dizzy. After a long while, he returned to his room angrily and ordered Le An, who was serving him, "Grind the ink for me!"

Le An quickly put down what he was holding and ran over to grind ink for him.

Sui Yan had a gloomy face and wrote eight big characters on the paper in one go.

Le An plucked up the courage to take a look.

——If you don't pay your debts, you will have both your children and grandchildren.

It rhymes quite well.

Le An: “…”

Sui Yan's face was as dark as water, and he said, "Go, frame this for me."

Le An was waiting for Mo Ji to finish. Seeing that Sui Yan was so angry that his face turned pale, he asked cautiously after a while: "Master, where should I hang this after it is framed?"

Sui Yan usually never took out his anger on innocent people. He took a deep breath and replied calmly, "Send it to the East Palace."

Le An was stunned and almost knelt down in fear.

"Young Master, this, this, this..."

Le An held it in for a long time before he said with difficulty: "This is not appropriate."

Sui Yan looked at the ink that hadn't dried yet, frowned, and said, "You reminded me, this is indeed inappropriate."

Le An breathed a sigh of relief.

Sui Yan picked up the pen and wrote a line of small words in the corner - these were words of anger and scolding, not sincere congratulations.

Le An: “…”

Sui Yan signed his name in a very formal manner, and then used his seal with a crabapple pattern to stamp a cinnabar red seal.

Sui Yan threw the pen away and said, "That's it."

Those few words just now, if you don't know, you might think he was sincerely wishing Duan Ming Chong a happy family with both a son and a daughter. He just wanted to say that men's words can be deceiving, so go find someone to marry, I won't serve you anymore.

Le An was almost scared to tears.

Sui Yan ignored him, handed him the ink-stained paper, and went to the yard to pick a rabbit.

After a while, Haitang came over with a small bowl of cinnabar water and a brush in her hand.

Sui Yan squatted on the grass, holding a lively rabbit in one hand, and said to Haitang, "Come here, come here, I want these two, one male and one female, just right."

Haitang hurried over, dipped the cinnabar water and dyed the two white spots red as a mark.

Sui Yan then let them go.

Haitang seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Sui Yan asked, "What's wrong?"

Haitang hesitated for a long time before saying, "Master, I don't really want to go to Jiangnan."

Sui Yan asked: "Why?"

Haitang said, "I have been looking for Uncle Zhao for such a long time but still haven't found him. Besides, the Marquis' Mansion cannot be left without a manager for a day, otherwise what will we do if the servants turn the tables? So after thinking it over, I still want to stay."

Sui Yan hadn't thought of this, and nodded: "Okay."

Haitang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then will the young master take Le An with him? I think he is timid, but he is quite efficient in doing things."

Sui Yan was silent for a while, looking at Le An who was walking out with a paper in his hand and a sad face not far away. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and after a long while he said, "Take it with you."

Sui Xun had already resigned from the post of Minister of War to the Crown Prince a few days ago. The Emperor was too ill to get up during this period, so Duan Mingchong was in charge of all major matters, so Sui Xun did not have to wait too long before receiving the resignation document.

Sui Xun originally planned to resign, hand in his military command and never return to the capital, but Duan Mingchong was not willing to let Sui Yan leave for so long and refused to agree no matter what.

Sui Xun had originally been quite critical of him, and after learning about the stigma, he wanted to kill Duan Mingchong even more. He was too lazy to deal with Duan Mingchong, so he just left after saying a few words, thinking to himself, "Three years is just three years. There are so many beauties in Jiangnan. Who knows, after three years, my brother might not care about you anymore."

The Marquis's Mansion was busy for a whole day before finally getting everything ready.

After nightfall, Sui Yan was so sleepy that he kept dozing off, but he still forced himself to stay awake and made it until the next morning.

Sui Xun originally wanted to ask the kitchen to cook him a bowl of longevity noodles, but Jiang Ning felt a little guilty about letting Wang Gui follow them around for half a month, so he decided to go to the kitchen and cook the noodles himself.

Sui Xun followed him and asked, "You can actually cook noodles?"

Jiang Ning said, "Noodles are easy to cook, isn't it? What's so surprising about this?"

Sui Xun said with a cold face, "I have never eaten anything you made yourself."

He wished today was his birthday.

Jiang Ning glanced at him and said, "When we get to Jiangnan, I will personally cook a table of food for you alone."

Sui Xun nodded immediately.

Jiang Ning rolled up his sleeves and raised his hand: "Give me my knife."

Sui Xun: “…”

Uh-huh?

"knife?"

Jiang Ning was confused: "Aren't you going to cut the noodles?"

Sui Xun: “…”

The two looked at each other.

Sui Yan tidied himself up, picked up a random herb and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing the bitter taste to refresh himself, which made him frown and stamp his feet, thinking that there should be nothing in the world that could be more unpalatable than chewing dry herbs.

He went to the front yard, and Jiang Ning just came out with a bowl of longevity noodles. He said, "Wang Gui, you came just in time. The noodles are ready."

Usually it was Sui Yan and Jun Jingxing who celebrated their birthdays, but this was the first time someone cooked longevity noodles for him.

Sui Yan suddenly became excited and ran over happily.

"Thank you, Er..."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw a dark mass in the porcelain bowl.

Jiang Ning probably felt that this was not presentable, and was a little embarrassed. He pointed at Sui Xun and said, "Your brother beat the egg into this. He said you don't like soft-shell eggs, so he cooked it for a little longer."

Sui Yan smiled reluctantly, but his desire to survive made him want to retract his hand.

When Jiang Ning saw his movements, he lowered his eyes and said, "This is my first time cooking. I thought it would be easy to cook noodles, but I didn't expect..."

For a moment, Sui Xun looked at Sui Yan with an almost murderous look.

Sui Yan shuddered and quickly snatched the bowl from him, saying, "No, no, thank you for your kindness, Second Sister. I like it very much."

Sui Xun then withdrew his gaze.

Sui Yan ate the overcooked noodles and half-burned eggs with tears in his eyes, and was in the mood to think wildly: "I take back what I said just now. There really is something more unpalatable than chewing dry herbs."

Sui Yan finished his noodles and drank a bowl of sweet soup to suppress the indescribable taste.

By this time the sun was already high in the sky, and the convoy was already waiting outside the mansion, ready to set off immediately.

Jiang Enhe was already talking to Jiang Ning, telling him something. Jiang Ning glared at him impatiently, as if he was being too long-winded.

Jiang Enhe was angry but dared not say anything. He glanced at Sui Yan, who was holding a small hand stove beside the carriage, and hurried over.

"Wang Gui." Jiang Enhe said, "Why do you suddenly want to go to Jiangnan too? I thought you would stay in Beijing and wanted to invite you out for fun."

As soon as Sui Xun Jiang Ning left, Sui Yan and Jiang Enhe had no one who could control them. Jiang Enhe had been thinking about living a wonderful life with Sui Yan where he could do whatever he wanted without getting beaten, but who knew that Sui Yan was also going to leave.

Sui Yan looked at him with disdain: "How old are you and you still want to go out and play? Have you dealt with the affairs of the court? How much is your monthly salary? Do you have a crush? When are you going to get married?"

Jiang Enhe: "..."

Jiang En was very angry: "Get out of here quickly and don't come back!"

Sui Yan laughed loudly, which was extremely ridiculous.

After joking with Jiang Enhe for a few more words, Sui Yan stepped onto the horse stool and got on the carriage.

The convoy drove towards the city gate in a mighty manner. Jiang En and his horseman saw them off for a while, and only stopped outside the city after Jiang Ning urged them repeatedly.

He had seen off Xianye here some time ago, and now he was watching his relatives and friends leave. Jiang En and Mo Ming felt a little unhappy.

He stared at the convoy until it disappeared into the distance, leaving only a dot, and then he drove back to the city absent-mindedly.

Before entering the city gate, I saw a familiar car parked under the city wall.

Duan Mingchong was dressed in black, his long hair blown by the spring breeze, and he was staring at the carriage in the distance, looking extremely lonely.

Jiang Enhe dismounted and walked forward to salute: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Duan Mingchong came back to his senses and smiled softly: "No need to be polite."

He turned his gaze to the distance that had completely disappeared, and after a moment he sighed softly. The sigh was so faint that it seemed to be blown away by the breeze as soon as it came out.

Although Jiang Enhe didn't know why the prince agreed to let Sui Yan leave the capital, he could tell from his sadness that he couldn't hide even with his gentle smile that he was reluctant to let Sui Yan go.

Jiang Enhe stayed silent with Duan Mingchong for a moment before he asked, "Why didn't Your Highness show up to see Wang Gui off?"

Duan Mingchong chuckled.

With Siu Yan's personality, if Duan Mingchong came to see him off today, I don't know how he would scold him, and...

Duan Mingchong raised his head slightly to look at the azure sky and murmured, "I'm afraid to see him, so I can't bear to let him go."