When the atmosphere was heated, Yuanzhi poured a cup of tea for the guards, but they were busy talking and no one paid attention to him or the tea he poured.
Ge Zheng held his daughter in his arms and went forward to look at the kid on the couch. After looking at him, he sighed for a long time: "You know what, this kid is pretty, he looks like a girl. How can such a tiny kid have a nose that looks like a nose and eyes that look like eyes?"
The man who was squeezed behind him also came up to take a look: "Then he must be more handsome than your two kids, right? Don't you see that Chen Qie is much more handsome than you? How ugly can his kids be..."
He laughed and teased Ge Zheng, but when he got closer and took a closer look at Si Lai's little face, he was choked with words. No matter how he looked at this kid, he looked just like a little Goose King!
If you insist that there is some shadow of calmness between her eyebrows, it's not that there isn't any at all, but it's just that it's completely suppressed by Xie Shiguan's appearance. That bit of calm and gentle air is as light as water.
However, before they came, they were all taught by Chen Luo what to say and what not to say. Chen Luo almost wrote a booklet for them to memorize.
But just when everyone wanted to brush this matter off lightly, Yuan Zhi, who was standing by the table, suddenly spoke quietly: "I see that the cub looks exactly like His Royal Highness Prince Yan, and doesn't look like my master at all."
He thought the adults couldn't see it, so he told the truth without hesitation.
Shen Luo looked at him anxiously and scolded him in a low voice: "Why are you interrupting the adults when they are talking? You want to show off how smart you are!"
But he had already pointed it out, so these people naturally couldn't deliberately avoid talking about it, otherwise it would seem deliberate.
"Speaking of His Highness, have you heard about it?" Ge Zheng suddenly whispered, "Teacher Man died in the imperial prison yesterday. It was said that he had an acute illness and died suddenly."
"But the students in the Imperial College refused to believe it. They went on a hunger strike in protest and demanded to have the master's body examined. If these students were singled out, they would not be a big deal, but if they were gathered together, they could not be beaten or scolded."
Chen Luo also said in a deep voice: "Three thousand students means three thousand pens and papers. If we don't handle it well, I'm afraid that leaving a bad name for eternity is the least of it."
Shen Que only learned about this news at this moment. He was stunned for a long while, then raised his hand and asked, "Master Man, Man Changshan?"
"Besides him, is there another Grand Tutor in the court?"
Shen Que's expression changed immediately. Man Changshan was more than just the emperor's teacher. He had also been the reading companion of the late emperor. He was also the only close friend of His Highness in the official circle of the capital.
To call him a confidant may be a bit of an exaggeration, but the Grand Tutor must have meant a lot to Your Highness, but now he has died in the imperial prison for unknown reasons.
What kind of mood did His Highness have in mind when he came back last night... to see him?
It was Shen Xiangzhi and Eleven who accompanied Xie Shiguan into the palace yesterday. He naturally knew more clearly than these people, so he whispered to remind them: "How can it be an emergency? The saint went to the imperial prison to deliver a meal of wine and food. When Your Highness arrived, the Grand Tutor was already beyond help."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room held their breath at the same time.
The emperor personally killed the imperial tutor. If this rebellious act were to be spread, where would the royal family's face be? Who in the court, including the 3,000 students in the Imperial Academy, would dare to commit such a foolish act?
"Hush!" Eleven raised his index finger in front of his lips again, "Let's just talk about these things in private and forget about them. Don't dare to spread them out."
These people have been colleagues for many years, so how could they not understand this? They nodded quickly.
"I also heard that the Saint was frightened and fell ill last night. He had a fever. During his illness, he issued an imperial decree to confine the Empress Dowager to the Cining Palace. Those members of the Miao Party and those who conspired with them were also imprisoned and are waiting for the three courts to try them."
As for the following words, Shen almost didn't take them to heart.
These people didn't come here to discuss serious matters, so they just discussed it quietly for a few minutes and then brushed the matter aside.
After a while, they all gathered around the bed to look at the half-asleep kid.
Knowing that Shen Luo was going to bring someone over, Shen deliberately changed Si Lai into the small clothes that Shen Luo had given him, and also thought about putting on the pair of small gold bracelets for him.
I don't know if this kid took after his other grandfather, he was born to match these brocades and gold items. After being dressed up like this, his delicate and jade-like appearance and gold quality look even more prominent.
When Ke Silai opened his eyes, he saw people surrounding him from all directions. The one closest to him had a pair of triangular eyes, fused brows, and a fierce look on his face.
Si Lai immediately pursed his lips and started to cry.
Seeing him crying, these men wanted to comfort him, but after lying in these men's arms for a while, the kid cried even harder, so they had no choice but to transfer him back to Chen Que's arms.
Strangely enough, the cub stopped crying as soon as he entered Daochen's arms. Ge Zheng was immediately surprised and said, "How can he recognize people at such a young age? When my daughter was this old, she would cling to whoever she felt comfortable holding. She didn't stick to her mother, but to me instead."
"My skill in holding babies is recognized as the best in the hospital, but this little kid is the only one who doesn't fall for it."
The man at the back laughed, "How can the young prince compare with those kids in our courtyard? It is said that our prince could read at the age of three, and could recite at the age of five. He has a photographic memory and is very outstanding. Who knows, maybe the young prince will be like him."
When he said this, Shen Luo subconsciously looked at Shen Que, and when he saw that the mute didn't react, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Whether he will follow His Highness or not, we still don't know at this moment, but our little prince just cried so miserably," Ge Zheng said jokingly, "but if you look closely now, there is not a single tear on his face. It turns out that he was just lying to us."
"You're so young, but you already know how to bluff people."
Everyone in the room was chatting and laughing around the kid, and no one noticed the cold tea on the table at the back.
Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes in a somewhat aggrieved manner. There was nothing wrong with other things, but the adults had clearly treated him very well in the past. They sewed clothes for him and gave him pine nut candies.
But now Shen Que's attention and gaze were almost all on the brat, and of the little bit of attention that was left, only a few glances could be given to him.
In winter, it gets dark early. At the beginning of the You period, the sky is already dark.
Senior brothers and others still had to be on duty, so naturally they couldn't stay in this courtyard to talk with him all the time. As soon as the room became quiet, Shen couldn't help but think of the prince.
How is His Highness now? Is he still not feeling well? Has he had his three meals? How is the injury on his wrist? Although Shen Que wanted to ask, he didn't know why he kept hesitating and didn't dare to take that step.
He was afraid that his self-conceit would lead to the same fate as that cotton handkerchief, sliding lightly into the snow, and the prince would not even want to look at it.
Finally, after the kid fell asleep, Chen Que asked Yuanzhi to help him take a look at Silai first, and then he mentioned the palace lantern that Xie Shiguan had left behind last night, and stepped into King Yan's bedroom timidly.
It was quiet outside the hall. The potted plants in the courtyard had changed their appearance. The plaque of the Green Plum Garden had also been replaced. Wintersweets were planted in the garden instead. The fragrance was so strong that it made one feel dizzy.
There were still those golden carps in the pond, but Chen couldn't tell whether they were the same ones as before.
Shen walked slowly to the outside of the prince's bedroom, but suddenly he began to back out. Just as he was hesitating and not daring to go in, a Silla maid suddenly came out of the room. She was the one who knew a little sign language.
When she saw him, the maid was obviously startled: "Why is Lord Shen here?"
Shen Que hurried forward, pointed to the palace lantern in his hand, and then made a few simple gestures to explain his reasons -
He came to return the lamp.
The Silla maid took the lamp and said, "Your Highness has just ridden out again. I don't know when he will be back. Why don't you ask me to put the lamp away first? When Your Highness comes back, I will tell him about it..."
Before she could finish, the mute raised his hand and interrupted her, "No, no need to mention it!"
"It's just a light."
It was just a lamp, but he had to go to the trouble of sending it to her. The Silla maid was very smart and could see that the mute clearly wanted to come over and take a look under the pretext of returning the lamp.
Unfortunately, he arrived at the wrong time. The prince had just left and he arrived right after him, just missing the prince.
However, Shen always felt that she seemed to have seen through his thoughts, so he felt a little embarrassed. He wanted to escape, but he held back. He raised his hand and stuttered: "Your Highness... did you sleep well at night?"
He was Xie Shiguan's personal attendant, so it was not surprising that he asked about trivial matters. The maid pondered for a moment, then pulled him under the eaves and whispered, "Speaking of this, I wonder if His Highness was hurt by the incident with the Grand Tutor last night. He asked me to light benzoin, but he sat at the table all night. He went back to the palace before dawn today and didn't even close his eyes for half an hour."
Shen's heart tightened when he heard this, and after a long while, he raised his hand and asked again: "Where are the three meals? Are they well used?"
The maid shook her head honestly: "Your Highness only ate a few bites of the food delivered tonight by the kitchen, and then left the mansion again. The prince is in the palace at the time of feeding and lunch today, so I don't know. I'm afraid you should ask Commander Shen."
Shen lowered his eyes.
He thought again of the lonely figure of His Highness last night. After Man Changshan left, the prince didn't have any close friends in the capital.
He should be sad. His Highness has always been in a high position, but he also has no place to look down upon. He has no one to tell his sorrow to, so he can only keep it in his heart.
At that time, the prince came to find him, but he actually forced him away.
…
Unfortunately, the King of Goose did not return home that night, so he naturally had no idea that a mute had quietly come to return the lamp.
They would not know that the main house of Lansheng Courtyard had not been locked for several days in a row, and how the mute living in the house endured the sleepiness and went to bed late in the night for several days in a row.
He was waiting for him, but His Highness never came again.
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