This is a question. "Didn't you send someone to investigate before?"
Not sudden, right?
"It's been seven or eight days, and there's still no result?"
Can't it? Qing Zhaiwei has always been very efficient. Gossip like the marquis's eldest son leaving Beijing and his home should be something that people would talk about with great relish, and it shouldn't be difficult to find out.
Wei Jing choked and said, there is indeed a result. It was inconvenient to deliver the message in Shanglin Garden before, so it was presented this morning.
His wife stared at him with eyes wide open, waiting for an answer. He felt a little uncomfortable, "It's late, go to bed first."
He smoothed her long black hair, kissed the top of her head, and patted her back: "I came this morning, don't worry, it won't be too late to see you tomorrow."
"No, I'm not sleepy yet."
Recalling Yang Shu, Shao Qing sighed that life was not easy for this cousin.
My original aunt passed away three years ago, but my uncle actually passed away earlier. My aunt was so grief-stricken over her husband's death that she fell ill due to the cold winter weather and died soon after my uncle.
My cousin Yang Shu lost both his parents at once.
The Duke of Duyang's Mansion was huge, with many descendants, but unfortunately, despite the deep love of his parents, he was the only child they had, and he had no other brothers or sisters, whether legitimate or illegitimate. So he was the only one left in the second branch of the family.
There is only one child in the second branch of the family. Logically, his grandfather, Marquis Duyang, should have taken good care of him and made good arrangements for him. It was impossible to let him leave the capital, and even more impossible to let him join Prince Ji and become a small counselor.
"Alas, something must have happened to Cousin Yang."
Shao Qing frowned: "But isn't the Duyang Marquis's Mansion still in good condition?"
What's going on?
Her analysis was correct and she knew Yang Shu very well, but Wei Jing did not feel comfortable listening to her. Thinking of the praise his wife once gave to this man named Yang, the anger that had been suppressed before but had never dissipated surged up again, blocking his chest and making him unable to move forward or backward.
He had a blank expression on his face: "We are all adults, can't we handle the things around us?"
Still need your cousin to worry about you?
Useless guy!
He had a stern face and seemed unhappy, and his tone was not very good. What's going on? Why did you suddenly change your attitude?
Shao Qing was confused: "Isn't this my cousin? My aunt treats me like her own daughter, and I treat my cousin like my own brother. Isn't it normal to show more concern and care for him?" This was indeed the case for the original body.
Brother?
This moment was like seeing the bright moon after parting the dark clouds. Wei Jing felt relaxed all over, so he nodded and agreed: "That's true."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and went straight to the Duobao Pavilion. He opened the first wooden drawer on the left and took out a stack of papers.
It was a thick stack. Shao Qing took it and simply rolled himself up with the quilt and sat up.
Wei Jing leaned against the head of the bed and hugged her. His arms were warm. She turned around and smiled at him, then simply crossed her legs and leaned against him in a comfortable position.
Shao Qing lowered his head and looked carefully.
After turning two pages, she realized that Yang Shu's experience was even more intense than she had imagined.
Human lives are involved.
The deceased was her cousin's wife, Yang Shu's wife.
…
Yang Shu's wife, Yao, was the daughter of Yao Wang, a close friend of Yang's uncle, and was also the one he personally arranged for his only son before his death.
The Yao family has been a family of nobles for generations. Yao Wang was the Minister of the Imperial Household, and Yao was his eldest daughter.
The original body also knew her. Yao and Yang were good friends and had frequent interactions. Yang Shu had no sisters, so as the younger sister, Yao naturally had to take care of her new little cousin.
The two have a very good relationship.
In Shao Qing's opinion, Yao was gentle and graceful, and naturally a nice person, but the fact that she took the initiative to take care of the original body warmly might have been because of Yang Shu.
Wherever Yang Shu appeared, the little girl would always look around with her eyes shining brightly.
Yang Shu also had feelings for Yao. He was a young man with a smile as gentle as spring breeze.
When the eyes of this young boy and girl met, there was always an indescribable feeling. The little girl didn't understand, but Shao Qing did, and it made her blush.
The man has feelings, and the woman has intentions.
By the time Yang Shu was old enough to get engaged, his aunt had already given up the idea of a closer marriage and asked her son if he had any girl in mind. Yang Shu said to his mother a little shyly that he thought Yao was a good woman, gentle and kind, and would definitely be filial to his mother.
After the two families' elders communicated with each other, they felt that the idea was very good, so the two families exchanged tokens of love and waited for Yao's marriage to be arranged when she reached the age of 15.
Unfortunately, Uncle Yang died in an accident before Yao came of age.
Because his parents were still alive, and his mother had always been dissatisfied with his wife, he was afraid that his only son's marriage would be affected after he passed away, so he begged his parents with all his strength, saying that he wanted to see his son get engaged, and hoped that the two of them could get married after he finished his mourning period.
At this moment, Marquis Duyang and his wife naturally had no choice but to respond.
Yang Shu's parents died one after another, and his pain was finally healed by his wife who came into the family a year later.
Originally, things would have been fine this way, but unfortunately, misfortunes never come alone.
Yao Wang was a close confidant of the Eastern Palace. After Crown Prince Fu overthrew the new emperor and ascended the throne, the Yao family was the first group of people to be purged. All the males in the prefecture were beheaded, and the women and children were exiled 1,200 miles to the northwest.
According to the law, in this situation, the Yao family's married daughters would not be affected by the disaster. However, unfortunately, these married daughters often could not escape the fate of being divorced or dying of illness.
Yang Shu, who was born into a noble family, was well aware of these tricks, so on the day of Yao's incident, he rushed home as quickly as possible after receiving the news.
Unfortunately, it was too late, Yao had already passed away.
He was strangled to death.
At that time, she was pregnant and had just turned three months old.
One corpse, two lives.
“How can this be possible?!”
Shao Qing couldn't bear it any longer and slammed the paper on the bed.
Killing people was like killing a chicken, quick and clean without hesitation, and the woman was a pregnant woman!
The grandparents knew he would stop them, so they took the initiative. In grief and anger, Yang Shu took the bodies of his wife and children and left Beijing, and his whereabouts are unknown.
The Marquis of Duyang's Mansion was unaware of what happened next, but Shao Qing knew that Yang Shu had become a disciple of Prince Ji.
Recalling the stunning glimpse in Chenliu, the handsome young man who used to have a smile as warm as the spring breeze now has a cold expression and an indifferent and distant temperament.
Shao Qing sighed, what a sin.
"Since this matter is irreversible, it is useless to think too much. Yang Shu has never been sad and hurt himself, and he has never ignored his parents' kindness. You don't need to worry too much."
"Yeah." Shao Qing nodded. A year had passed and Yang Shu had survived. There was really nothing to worry about.
only……
well.
"What's wrong?"
His wife was not the type to dwell on trivial matters. After Wei Jing had carefully persuaded her for a while, she stopped hesitating in her words. Normally, she should have gradually let it go, but today she kept sighing.
He asked, "Although Yang Shu was sad about losing his wife, it doesn't matter to look at him now. Didn't you say you weren't worried?"
Shao Qing shook his head: "That's not it."
What she sighed about was not just her cousin Yang's experience, but more importantly, the loss of this perfect love that was forced to disappear.
A couple for life, Yang Shu and Yao, are the only couple she knows here.
My uncle and aunt could barely be considered a couple, but not quite. My uncle had a concubine before, but after they got married, he and my aunt gradually became close to each other, so he took the initiative to separate the concubine.
"You don't know that my cousin has actively refused to be his concubine and is determined to wait for Miss Yao to marry him."
The concubine was arranged by the wife of Marquis Duyang. She hated to see her children and grandchildren being alone with a woman, especially since there was a precedent of her second son, so she chose someone and sent him over without saying a word.
This old lady has a domineering personality and a high status. Which youngster dares to refuse her?
But Yang Shu refused. This incident caused quite a stir at the time, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. He knelt at his grandmother's knees for a whole day to apologize, but he still refused to accept it.
The Yang family at that time simply couldn't understand it. It was just a toy. If they didn't like it, they could just put it aside. Why would they risk being unfilial and contradict their grandmother? !
Are you stupid?
They didn't understand, but Yao understood, Shao Qing understood, and even the original body, who was originally a very ignorant little girl, understood.
"Cousin Yang doesn't take a concubine either. He took the initiative to add it to the marriage certificate." The Marquis Duyang and his wife both looked gloomy.
In ancient times, although most men were happy to have three wives and four concubines, there were also those who were truly in love and would not tolerate a second person, regardless of their body and mind.
It's so rare, even nowadays.
In innocence and longing, we promised each other that we were good friends when we were young. We fell in love with each other and once we got married, we would go through thick and thin together, and it would continue forever.
This kind of poetic and picturesque love is the most perfect and flawless. It exists in modern times and in ancient times as well. Unfortunately, it has always existed in legends and I have never encountered it.
Due to his personality, Shao Qing believes that even if he lives a few more lifetimes, he will probably never have such a fairy-tale experience. However, this does not prevent her from looking forward to beautiful things.
In fact, she really hopes that this couple can grow old together and continue to be together like this, just like their original self.
What a pity! This world is so difficult that fairy tales are forced to be cut short. How can we not feel regret and sigh when a couple lose their lovers?
"I remember one spring outing, we went to the peach blossom forest in the western suburbs. Cousin Yang and Miss Yao held hands and wanted to wade across the stream. The stream was fast and deep, and Miss Yao said she was afraid of getting her clothes wet. Cousin, whenever you run into water, I will carry you on my back...."
The girl complained that the stream water was going to wet her dress, and the boy said, "I will carry you on my back for the rest of my life." Peach blossoms fell like rain, and they smiled at each other. Time seemed to stop at this moment.
Through the eyes of his original body, Shao Qing could feel the feeling of being impenetrable, the sky full of peach blossoms, and no room for others.
“It’s very beautiful.”
Shao Qing couldn't help but smile, her clear almond-shaped eyes curved slightly and shone brightly.
Wei Jing had never seen his wife with such eyes. Those bright eyes seemed to glow and were filled with starlight.
He was stunned.
A very strange feeling came over me, my heart skipped a beat, and then started beating rapidly "boom boom". The anger that had just dissipated came back again, clogging my chest, feeling more stuffy than ever before.
He always felt that something was different from what he had imagined, something very important, but he couldn't tell what it was.
It was related to Yang Shu, but it was not because of Yang Shu. His wife said she treated him like her own brother, and he believed it.
The room was silent for a while. Wei Jing looked at his wife's profile steadily. He didn't want her to be immersed in this state. He pursed his lips and said, "I won't take a concubine either."
His voice was a little hoarse, and he spoke quickly and a little high, without any beginning or end, which was very abrupt.
What's going on?
Shao Qing came back to his senses instantly, glanced at him sideways, and snorted half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Of course you don't allow it."
Wei Jing stared into her eyes and said seriously, "You are the only one for me. I never look at anyone else. I never did before and I never will in the future."
It must be no worse than Yang Shu!
Unable to figure out what that strange feeling was, Wei Jing felt a little uneasy. He was sensitive to the important point his wife had made in praising Yang Shu, and he repeated it stubbornly.
The atmosphere had been completely destroyed, and the literary and artistic feeling was completely gone. Shao Qing put aside his sighs, turned around, hugged his neck, and gave him a heavy look on his thin lips.
I don't know why he suddenly said this, but this is very praiseworthy. She gave him two big kisses as encouragement and said with a smile: "You said this yourself. I remember it. You can't lie to me."
"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."
She looked at him with a smile, her bright eyes sparkling in the candlelight, and there was only him in her eyes. The suffocating feeling in Wei Jing's chest finally dissipated a little. He put his arms around her slender waist and kissed her back.
He rested his forehead against hers: "I will never lie to you."
The couple stayed together for a while. Shao Qing felt sleepy and rubbed his eyes. He muttered, "Forget it. Let's just ignore it for now and talk about it later. If he has any trouble, we can consider helping him."
We are talking about Yang Shu. He is an adult. Since he chose to leave Beijing and go to Prince Ji, he must have his own considerations.
"Let's go to bed."
Shao Qing pulled Wei Jing to lie down and pulled the quilt over them.
Fairytale love is certainly desirable, but it is not suitable for everyone. Her current life is very good. Although her husband was forced to win the lottery, he is very suitable for her. She probably won't find a better husband than Wei Jing.
That's good.
Isn’t it?
In this damn ancient time, fairy tales can easily fail to adapt to the local climate. Compared with the mandarin duck breaking its wings, she still feels that life is more precious.
So when it comes to touching love stories, just admire them occasionally.
Go to bed, it’s late.
"Let's go to bed. We have to get up early tomorrow to travel."
Shao Qing rubbed around to find a suitable position, smiled at Wei Jing, and obediently fell into his arms and soon fell asleep.
Wei Jing said "hmm".
The breathing sound by his ears was shallow and long, everything was the same as usual, but he did not forget the strange feeling just now. He intuitively felt that something was really different from what he had imagined.
Very important.
What is it?
He just frowned and thought for a long time, but still couldn't find the key.
Wei Jing tightened his arms and held his wife tightly in his arms, very tightly.
The author has something to say: His wife's feelings are a little different from what he thought. Student Wei has discovered something is wrong and now has a vague feeling.
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