Chapter 66
When in Nanru, Lin Xing had observed Xunhuan's clothing and appearance. What impressed her most was the hairpin on Xunhuan's head, which was shining and obviously worth a lot of money. This made Lin Xing notice Xiaoxiao's hair accessories at first sight, but what finally made her sure of it were the white plum blossoms.
But this only confirms Xiaoxiao's biological father, and other things are still shrouded in mystery. Wen Nuan's words were reserved, and Lin Xing couldn't force her, so she could only wait until she arrived in the capital to inquire about the matter.
The carriage moved forward steadily. Lin Xing carefully put away her hairpin and began to daydream. Perhaps because she got up too early, her consciousness gradually became blurred. Lin Xing thought she was not asleep until she opened her eyes.
"Sir, we will soon reach Zhengyang Gate. It will take less than a quarter of an hour to reach Yu Mansion."
Lin Xing coughed twice to clear her throat and replied, "I understand."
The next moment the carriage stopped. No one knew what was said outside, but it continued to move forward soon. The further it went, the more lively it became. Lin Xing realized that it was probably an inspection and that they had entered the capital. She excitedly lifted the curtain and a lively scene came into her eyes.
There are countless vendors and pedestrians, everyone has different expressions, and you can tell that no one has a negative attitude. If you smell carefully, you can also find the aroma of rice in the air, which means the place is thriving.
Lin Xing looked around curiously and found the sparrows on the roadside interesting. This place was really different from Nanru.
The groom's voice came, but it was not very clear in the noisy atmosphere, "Sir, do you want to go to the restaurant to rest for a while?"
"No need, let's go directly to Yu Mansion."
"yes."
Lin Xing kept lifting the curtain, trying to engrave everything here in her heart. She had to say that the capital did not disappoint her. Just now it was the outer city, and now she was going deeper and deeper and came to the most prosperous Chang'an Street. Lin Xing was really surprised.
The liveliness here was far beyond her imagination. All the buildings on the street, whether they were residences or shops, were exquisite. Lin Xing was dazzled by the buildings passing by.
Fortunately, this situation did not last long. After a while, the carriage stopped. Lin Xing stretched her head and looked, only to see the two big words "Yu Mansion".
"Sir, we're here."
Lin Xing patted her clothes and stood up, jumping directly out of the carriage. Shen Ling came to her side at the right time and asked in a low voice: "What do you think of the Shen Mansion compared to the Yu Mansion?"
She also whispered back: "This Yu Mansion is in the most prosperous place in the capital."
"Yes, the words on this plaque were written by the late emperor himself."
Lin Xing's eyes widened, "Is this true?"
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Yu Hang."
Before Lin Xing could ask, Yu Hang, who was listening to the conversation, said calmly, "Really."
"OMG!"
The conversation of the three people was interrupted by two middle-aged men who came towards them. The older one was smiling and amiable, while the other one was a bit more fierce.
Lin Xing didn't recognize the two, so Yu Hang introduced them spontaneously. He looked at the kind one and said, "This is Uncle Wu. He lived in the Yu Mansion when my father was still alive."
Yu Hang changed the subject and his tone became a little colder, "As for the person next to him?"
The man mentioned bowed to the three people and said, "I heard that you all arrived in the capital today, so the Prime Minister specially sent me to wait here."
Uncle Wu added: "Lord Zheng has been waiting for a long time and arrived at Yu Mansion at noon today."
After hearing this, Yu Hang responded, "I see. Please forgive me."
Shen Ling: "Uncle Wu is really something. He didn't even invite Lord Zheng into the Yu Mansion."
Lord Zheng: "It is because I insisted on waiting outside the palace that I could see that you are all safe and sound as soon as possible."
Yu Hang: "I wonder if the Prime Minister...?"
"The Prime Minister wants to host a banquet to welcome you all on his day off in three days, and asked me to come down and ask for your opinions."
Shen Ling's mouth corners lowered a little, and he looked at Lin Xing who was silent. Yu Hang did the same, but there was no smile on his face from beginning to end.
"Thank you so much for your kindness, Your Excellency. Please rest assured that the three of us will arrive at the Prime Minister's residence on time."
"In that case, I will leave first. I am tired from the journey, so please have a good rest, everyone."
The four of them watched him leave, their burning gazes following him all the time. Lord Zheng must have felt it because he turned the wrong way. However, no one present was smiling. Something was fishy and they needed to sit down and discuss.
Uncle Wu: "Master Lin's room has been cleaned up. I wonder how Master Lin is doing now...?"
"Uncle Wu, please lead the way."
"Master, Mr. Shen, I will leave first."
Seeing Yu Hang nod, Uncle Wu took Lin Xing into the mansion. No one knew what the two of them were arranging at the door. Lin Xing was a person who could not sit still. She kept glancing around, observing the place where she would live in the future.
Suddenly her eyes fixed on a plant, "Uncle Wu, what is this?"
Uncle Wu didn't look up, but he answered her question accurately, "This is a chrysanthemum."
No matter how Lin Xing looked at it, she couldn't connect these plants with chrysanthemums. This was the season when chrysanthemums were in full bloom, and the chrysanthemums in the restaurant were full of vitality. The plants in front of her not only had no flower buds, but even their leaves were almost gone. No wonder she couldn't recognize them.
“Are these flowers being taken care of?”
Uncle Wu stopped and stared at the garden, saying, "Alas, there are people taking good care of them every day, but they are still like this. If General Yu knew, he would probably be very sad."
"General Yu?"
"Madam loved chrysanthemums when she was alive. When she was pregnant with the young master, her health was not good. The general specially found these flowers and planted them here to please her. However, Madam left before she saw the chrysanthemums bloom."
Uncle Wu pointed to an empty house next to the garden and said, "This is the house where my wife lived before she died."
Just from these apricots, one can tell how much love the two have for each other. "What kind of chrysanthemums are these?"
"Xishiju."
It turned out to be such a precious chrysanthemum. In Lin Xing's memory, the Xishi chrysanthemum was priceless. General Yu actually planted so many of them.
Lin Xing looked at the withering plant and felt sorry for it. "Is this chrysanthemum in full bloom?"
"Yes, they bloomed abundantly in the first year. His wife had just passed away, and General Yu wanted to pluck them out, but the young master loved them very much. Every time the nurse brought him here, he smiled happily. It happened that these flowers were all white, so he kept them."
Uncle Wu paused, then continued, "It has never been opened since then."
“Why not pull them out and plant new ones?”
As if thinking of sad memories, Uncle Wu's expression became depressed and his voice became more dull. "In the summer of the following year, the general was ordered to go to war. When the chrysanthemums were in full bloom, bad news came. The young master was also taken to the palace to be raised. No one in the palace paid attention to this matter and did not notice that the chrysanthemums were not in bloom."
"Since that year, the chrysanthemums have grown into what they are now. We thought that it was just a thought and we didn't pull them out. Who knows, maybe they will bloom someday in the future."
Lin Xing's voice trembled unconsciously, and she asked, "Does Yu Hang know about this?"
"The young master was young at the time and didn't remember anything, so we didn't tell him about it."
"Why didn't you come into the house?" A clear voice penetrated the depressing atmosphere.
"Master, Lord Shen, what are you two doing?"
Yu Hang: "Uncle Wu, we need to discuss something."
"Then I won't disturb you three here. Lord Lin's house is not far away." Uncle Wu pointed in a direction for them.
Yu Hang: "I see. Uncle Wu, don't worry."
Uncle Wu said nothing more, smiled and turned away to do the rest of the work. Lin Xing asked softly, "Yu Hang, do you know what kind of flowers are here?"
Yu Hang scratched his head, carefully observing the shape of the leaves, and said uncertainly: "Chrysanthemum? These plants seem to have been here since I was born."
"Um."
Lin Xing walked towards the house. Yu Hang was puzzled by her question, but he didn't say anything. He quickly walked in front of her and led the way. Chen Ling stared at the chrysanthemums in place. Noticing that the two were not in a hurry to leave, he followed them slowly.
The decoration of the room was very much to Lin Xing's standards. At first glance, the room looked familiar. After sitting down at the table, she realized that it was very similar to her room in the restaurant.
Although Shen Ling walked slowly, he went straight to the point as soon as he entered the door, "Manager Lin, why did you agree to the appointment?"
Lin Xing glanced at him and said, "He is the Prime Minister. How can we not give him face?"
Chen Ling: "Why not? Everyone in the capital knows that you are a favorite of the emperor now. Everyone wants to curry favor with you. Besides, Yu Hang and the emperor grew up together. Not to mention the prime minister, even the emperor can refuse."
Yu Hang echoed: "We do have the capital to not go, but walls have ears, so we should be careful about what we say and do."
Lin Xing played with the cup in her hand and said, "But I don't want to refuse."
"What? Are you crazy?" Shen Ling could no longer maintain his composure. "This is the Hongmen Banquet, how can you go? Besides, as a bookkeeper personally appointed by the emperor, you should avoid suspicion even more."
Although Yu Hang didn't say anything, his expression showed that he agreed with Shen Ling's statement. After a long silence, he asked softly, "Is there anything wrong?"
"I want to go and see her for fun. I'm really worried about her."
Yu Hang frowned, "Do you think there is something else going on?"
Lin Xing became emotional, but she still consciously controlled her voice. "Although we have only been together for a few days, I believe Xun Huan is not that kind of person. She must have her own difficulties."
As he said that, he slapped the Baimei hairpin on the table and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that I have seen this hairpin on Xunhuan's head before."
Shen Ling was no longer so angry, but still pouted and said, "What do you mean by seeking pleasure? She is Fuchou."
"…I am confused." Lin Xing slapped her head, "Where is the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Yu Hang: "It's also on Chang'an Avenue, very close to Yu's residence. You can see it if you walk a little further north."
Chen Ling: "Why are you asking this? You don't want to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion at night, do you?"
"Why am I going there? Just to ask."
Lin Xing saw the writing brush and ink on the table and suddenly remembered something. She stood up, put her hands on her hips and said, "I have to see you off. You guys should leave quickly."
Chen Ling snorted and walked out the door. Yu Hang walked to the door and turned back and said, "If you have anything, tell Uncle Wu. Don't be too... "
"I know. I know my limits."
There was no one in the room. Lin Xing sat at the table, picked up a pen, and began to conceive her masterpiece. She wanted to tell everyone the truth, but then Sister Lian and Huan'er would definitely be worried, and might even secretly wipe away tears.
Finally, Lin Xing first reported that she was safe, and then talked about some insignificant gossip, from Quyang's sesame cakes to Xishi chrysanthemums, and finally asked about the secret of growing chrysanthemums.
After stopping writing, she looked at the letter she had written with satisfaction, admiring it for a long time, and sighed again, "It's worthy of me, the handwriting is so beautiful!"
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