"Okay, thank you, doctor." Dai thanked him.
Gu Zhifeng frowned deeply: "Dad, is there something wrong and you need to check his pulse?"
"I'm just checking Dad's health."
"Sister-in-law, my eldest brother trusts you very much in this family, so he entrusted Dad to the care of the second wife. If you have any intentions, I will not let the second wife go." Gu Zhifeng was already suspicious and turned around and said, "Gu Chi, go to the city and ask the best doctor to check your grandfather's pulse."
Gu Chi did not dare to reveal Ye Qianning's identity, and only said: "Dad, no need, this doctor is very good."
Gu Zhifeng glared at her: "What do you mean by good? You're not allowed to take medicine. How can you call this good? These medicines are all top-grade medicines sent by the Zhan family. You can't stop taking them for a day."
“Dad, you…”
"I was introduced by the Zhan family." Ye Qianning said.
Gu Zhifeng was stunned.
Gu Chi changed the subject before he finished speaking: "Yes, Dad, Doctor Ye is the doctor that Master Zhan introduced to Second Aunt, so Second Aunt invited him here."
Gu Zhifeng didn't believe it: "Was it really introduced by the Zhan family?"
Gu Chi nodded.
Gu Zhifeng still had some doubts in his mind.
"If Master Gu doesn't believe it, why not send someone to the Zhan family to ask?" Ye Qianning said, bowing to Dai: "Madam, the old man's pulse is stable, nothing is wrong, I will take my leave first."
Dai was very reluctant to leave after hearing this: "You've been tired all the way here, stay and have a meal before you go."
"No, I still have something to do, so I won't bother you anymore."
"Then...then...I'll see you off." Dai's eyes were red.
Ye Qianning shook his head slightly: "I remember the way out of the house, Madam, please stay."
After she finished speaking, she walked towards the door.
Dai chased after her for two steps and stood at the door looking at the slender figure. This child must have suffered a lot.
"Second Aunt, I'll go see her off." Gu Chi said as he strode out of the yard.
Gu Zhifeng also left the house, his expression still grim. "I'll buy the house back myself. Then Dad won't need you, the second wife, to take care of him anymore. Sister-in-law, pack up and go back to your own house as soon as possible."
Dai didn't respond, but just glared at him.
If he hadn't interfered, she would have been able to talk to her granddaughter more.
Gu Zhifeng was puzzled by her stare, then he thought, Gu Shuo has returned, he was also among those who left the clan, although he was not the one who did it, but he knew it.
When everyone gathered around to interrogate Gu Shuo, he made a false confession even though he knew it was not him.
At that time, the old man valued Gu Shuo too much. He was indeed very selfish and did things that he shouldn't have done.
In the following years, Dai had always ostracized Gu Shuo. Every time she came to argue with him, she would glare at her like this. Now...
Dai couldn't let go of this account. After the Gu family split and failed, he gradually realized that only with ability can a tribe be led to become strong. Without the ability, even if you sit in that position, decline is only a matter of time.
What the old man values is a leader who is capable of leading the Gu family to better and better, but he and his brothers in the Gu family are not like that, they are not as good as Gu Shuo!
I gradually understood what I wanted to make up for, but found that it was too late.
Gu Zhifeng glanced at Dai, said nothing more, and left the yard with a flick of his sleeves.
The mistake he made back then caused the Gu family to decline to this point. He regretted that incident, the thing he regretted most in his life.
If Gu Shuo still wants to return to the tribe, he will help him with all his strength. If he doesn't want to, he will not let the third and fourth brothers get involved in plotting against him.
The Gu residence is neither big nor small. It takes more than ten minutes to walk from Mr. Gu’s yard to the door.
A butterfly flapped its wings in front to lead the way, and Ye Qianning followed behind.
"Qian Ning."
Gu Chi caught up.
Ye Qianning turned around and looked at Gu Shuo jogging towards him: "Uncle, is there something wrong?"
"No, Second Aunt asked me to see you off." Gu Chi came to her side: "Let's go."
Ye Qianning and Gu Chi walked forward side by side.
"Are we going to leave the city later?" Gu Chi asked with his head tilted.
"I'm not leaving the city for now. I still need to go to the Zhan family."
"Going to the Zhan family?"
"Well, my father sent me a message early this morning."
When Gu Chi heard the word "Dad", his eyes became more suspicious: "Is it Zhan Chi, the young master of the Zhan family?"
"kindness."
"Actually, I'm very curious about your relationship with the Zhan family and the Gu family." The word "cousin" made Gu Chi feel uneasy. How could he deserve to be called her uncle?
Ye Qianning stopped and seemed to think seriously before saying, "Whether it's Father Gu Shuo, Father Zhan Chi, Father Qian Fanji or Father Xiang, in my heart they are all my relatives, my dearest family members."
When Gu Chi heard Qian Fanji, his mind drifted away. He had always kept in mind the scene of Zhan Chi, Gu Shuo, and Qian Fanji bravely entering Sifang Mountain ten years ago.
He seemed to understand a little bit. After sharing life and death, that kind of affection and bond... even if there is no blood relationship, affection is better than blood relationship.
Back then, he didn't know Kung Fu and couldn't climb Sifang Mountain...
"How's business at my cousin's shop?" Ye Qianning interrupted his thoughts.
Gu Chi came back to his senses and stared at her slightly raised head. Her eyes were clear and peaceful, which made people feel inexplicably at ease. The corners of his mouth curled up and he said lightly, "Not bad."
"I'd like to find some items and sell them in my cousin's shop someday, okay?"
Hearing this, Gu Chi thought she was going to sell something: "Do you need money?"
After asking this question, he felt that he had said the wrong thing. There were many things to take care of along the way from the border to the capital, and even more money would be needed once he arrived in the capital.
"no……"
"Are you staying at the Zhan family today or going out of the city?" Gu Chi spoke first.
Ye Qianning paused and said, "I won't stay at the Zhan family, and I won't leave the city for the next two days."
"Where do you live then?"
"The Siyinfang in the city."
"Siyinfang?"
Gu Chi was confused: "Why don't you stay at the inn?"
He knew that Siyinfang was a place where women from noble families learned the art of playing the zither, and it seemed that it never welcomed outsiders or men.
"The inn is a bit noisy, but I happen to have an acquaintance in Siyinfang, so it won't be difficult for me to stay there for a couple of days."
The Sixth and Seventh Aunts are in Beijing. They can't stay in their own shop, so they feel depressed staying in the inn.
"Is it reliable?" Gu Chi was a little worried.
"reliable."
"If you have any questions, remember to come to Gu's shop to find me."
"good."
Ye Qianning responded.
Gu Chi walked her to the gate and reminded her worriedly, "There's a lot of commotion outside right now, so stay out of the city."
Ye Qianning nodded: "Uncle, no need to see me off. The driver is waiting at the entrance of the alley."
"Go ahead. If you have anything, be sure to come find me at Gu's shop."
Maybe it was because the word "cousin" was deeply engraved in Gu Chi's heart, which made him feel a little close to her and want to be nice to her.
So what if they are not related by blood? What the Zhan family, the Qian family, Dean Chen, and Gu Shuo have done for her and their concern for her have long gone beyond blood ties.
This child is the same. He treats his grandfather no less attentively than the descendants of the Gu family. In fact, he cares about him more attentively than the descendants of the Gu family.
Just for this reason, he wanted to be nice to Ye Qianning!
If you call me uncle, then you deserve the title of uncle!
Outside the alley, the coachman saw Ye Qianning coming out, hurriedly put down the cake in his hand, and drove over.
"girl."
Ye Qianning responded and got in the car: "Let's go to Xianrenzui."
"Okay, sit tight, girl." The driver pulled the reins and changed direction.
The west of the city is a relatively remote place in the capital. It is quite a distance away from Xianrenzui. It passes through five or six streets on the way, and it takes at least half an hour to get there at the fastest.
Ye Qianning sat in the car, took out a fruit from the space and ate it in small bites.
There were far fewer people on the streets than when I first arrived, almost no one, but the storytellers were still continuing in the streets and alleys. However, this time, the people surrounding the storyteller were not ordinary people, but soldiers.
The officers and soldiers surrounded the place but did not dare to arrest anyone. Although the storyteller was afraid, he was still reciting the imperial edict intermittently.
"I don't know who is so bold as to publicize it like this."
Half of the road was occupied by soldiers. The carriage slowed down as it passed by. The driver took a look and whispered.
Ye Qianning looked outside. The street was quite long, with five storytellers, each surrounded by a dozen soldiers.
The government took action, which must have been the message spread by the person above. The government and officials did not dare to offend Sang Zhi. Even the emperor's order was to just surround him and not arrest anyone to silence him.
This made Ye Qianning very curious. The change in Emperor Beili's attitude towards Sang Zhi was nothing more than his eyes. Tolerating him for one or two years was not surprising, but the same thing for ten years. Maybe it was more than just the eyes.
Letting the storytelling reality run rampant and not arresting anyone is because they are afraid!
"Girl, there are too many soldiers and officers on this street. Let's go to East Street," the driver asked.
"good."
Taking East Street would be a longer route, and she was not in a hurry, so she agreed.
"Okay, thank you, young lady."
The driver turned the carriage around because there were too many soldiers and officers, and he was afraid that the horses would be frightened and collide with the soldiers, which would be disastrous.
If you walk out of the west city and walk along East Street, you will pass by the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Ye Qianning saw the plaque of the Prime Minister's Mansion from afar through the car window, and his eyes inadvertently caught sight of the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Isn't there a threshold to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Upon hearing this, the driver turned around and glanced towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, and said with a smile: "Young lady, you are from outside, you don't know that the Prime Minister's Mansion cannot be opened."
"Oh? Why?"
After she passed by, would anyone else touch the threshold of the General's Mansion?
"Many years ago, there was a general in the capital. His daughter led people to attack the Prime Minister's Mansion and cut down the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Later, the Prime Minister ordered people to erect a new threshold. The strange thing is, as long as the threshold was erected, it would be cut down again within a few days. This happened seven or eight times in a row. Later, the Prime Minister sent experts to guard it, and they were determined to catch the thieves who offended the Prime Minister's Mansion." The coachman paused, as if to keep the secret.
Ye Qianning also understood the situation: "Did you catch him?"
The driver's face lit up instantly when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "We caught him, and he's quite a big shot."
Caught?
"Who is it?"
Ye Qianning was indeed curious this time.
Back then, she led her men to break into the Prime Minister's Mansion. After the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion was restored, she did ask Luo Wen to cut it down a few times, about five times.
After that, the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion was empty for a while. The Prime Minister's Mansion also suspected that it was Marquis Xiang Ming. They asked people to investigate for a long time but there was no evidence. There was nothing to complain about, so Prime Minister Gao could only suffer in silence.
Then the Sifang Mountain incident happened. After she left, could it be that anyone still remembered the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion?
The driver tilted his head and said mysteriously, "It's Master Gao."
"Which Mr. Gao?"
"Who else could it be? Of course it's Prime Minister Gao's eldest son, Gao Qi."
Ye Qianning was slightly stunned, Gao Qi?
He cut down the threshold of his own house?
"The Prime Minister's son and the Prime Minister don't get along. Somehow they both got into a fight over door thresholds. Before they caught Young Master Gao, they'd been slyly cutting them down. But after they caught him, they started doing it openly. Whenever the Prime Minister ordered someone to put up a threshold, Young Master Gao would take his axe and tear it down that same day. This went on and on. Prime Minister Gao only had one son, and in the end, he couldn't get the upper hand, so he just abolished the threshold." The coachman was excited. "Everyone in the capital watched the excitement for a while. You have to say, Prime Minister Gao really dotes on this son."
"indeed."
He is indeed very favored. If this happened to other officials, they would never compromise.
But Ye Qianning couldn’t understand why Gao Qi would do such a thing?
The Prime Minister's Mansion does not have a threshold, which is a disgrace to the family. This is not something a son should do.
The carriage entered Zhongjie, and after turning a corner was Xianrenzui. There were many people on Zhongjie, so the carriage slowed down.
The voices of storytellers could still be heard on both sides of the street. Surrounded by soldiers, no one dared to come forward or talk nonsense. The surrounding shops and vendors did business in silence.
Although there were many people on the street, they were all very quiet. People kept their voices down when buying and selling. The whole street looked like a smuggling scene. People were either sneaking around or buying things and running away very quickly.
Passing by a pastry shop, the aroma aroused Ye Qianning's appetite.
Ye Qianning took out a bag of pastries from the space and started eating again.
She went to Xianrenzui just to find Fu Cheng to deal with the matter of the Gu family's old house. She didn't have time to eat. She just had a few bites of pastries and had a good meal at Siyinfang in the evening.
The carriage arrived at the street where Xianrenzui was, and Ye Qianning looked outside through the curtain.
There have been great changes compared to ten years ago. The capital seems to be more gorgeous. At a glance, silk, cloth, antiques, jewelry, pawnshops, and money houses are almost all on this street.
The lower corners of the street signboards all had the emblem of the Imperial Merchant hidden in them. Coming all the way from the border, Ye Qianning paid attention to every city he passed through, and all of them were shops with the Imperial Merchant emblem printed on them.
There are very few private traders, almost invisible.
The imperial merchants were able to expand their shops to all parts of the city within ten years. If an ordinary person were to monopolize this, the money spent would be absolutely sky-high, a price that the Northern Li Emperor could not afford.
The only way to do these things without money is to rely on power, the power of life and death.
Beili may appear rich, but it is actually completely corrupt inside.
Ye Qianning withdrew his gaze and ate the pastry in small bites.
The carriage stopped when it was almost at Xianrenzui, and she lifted the curtain in front to look out.
"Miss, a group of soldiers are passing by." The driver heard the noise and turned around.
Ye Qianning looked at a group of officers and soldiers who seemed to be heading towards Xianrenzui. The leader was an official from the court, still wearing court robes.
"Let's wait until they pass."
"good."
Ye Qianning sat at the door of the car, with his head sticking out. He raised his hand and took out a cake from the oil paper in his left hand and ate it, and handed it to the driver: "Uncle, you didn't have lunch, right? Here, have something to fill your stomach."
"I've already eaten the steamed buns and cakes I brought. Thank you, young lady."
"Uncle, you're welcome. I'll have to trouble you to take me somewhere later." Ye Qianning handed him the oil paper.
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