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Because of this incident, Jiang Yi unilaterally broke off relations with He Lin and didn't speak to him for several days.
He Lin is the same; he's ruthless when he's criticizing people, his mouth is like a knife, every word pierces the heart. But if you ask him to take the initiative to coax someone, that's really a bit difficult for him, as he's particularly clumsy and tongue-tied in this regard.
According to He Yu, his silly younger brother didn't even offer an explanation to Jiang Yi, no wonder she was angry.
On one occasion, after Jiang Yi returned from shopping, He Lin saw that she was holding a half-eaten candied hawthorn skewer. He assumed that she liked to eat it, so he went to the street himself to buy her a few skewers, wrapped them in oil paper, and specially instructed Gu Ziyu to pick them up for her.
As expected, it was returned exactly as it was, just as Gu Ziyu had brought it back.
He Lin looked up at the “apology” on the table, said nothing, but pursed his lips tightly and pinched the edge of the teacup with his fingers.
Gu Ziyu couldn't stand it any longer and tentatively suggested, "Young Master, why don't you deliver it to the young mistress yourself?"
"I'm not going. If she doesn't want it, then forget it."
Gu Ziyu: "..."
"Then... what should we do with these candied hawthorns?"
"I threw it away."
"Huh?" Gu Ziyu looked bewildered and swallowed hard. "It's such a waste to throw it away. How about I take care of it for you, young master?"
He Lin glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "Whatever."
After saying that, she was about to stand up and walk out the door when she ran into He Yu, who was striding towards her.
"Big brother, what brings you here?"
He Yu stopped in his tracks, put his hands on his hips, and looked around. The courtyard was empty, and he didn't see Jiang Yi. He said helplessly, "There was nothing to do at the camp today, so I came back early. Where's your wife? You two haven't made up yet?"
He Lin didn't say anything.
He Yu stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "I heard that you beat up Wu Wenpin after the banquet that day?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Ziyu's eyes lit up, and he looked at He Lin in surprise. No wonder they had waited for so long at the palace gate that day. It turned out that the young master had gone to beat someone up!
After a long pause, He Lin finally managed to utter a soft "Mmm".
"Hiss—oh well, fine, he's already been beaten up. That kid really had a sharp tongue. But why didn't you tell your sister-in-law that you stood up for her? This stalemate between the two of you isn't going to work. Aunt Tong will find out sooner or later. Aren't you just making her anxious and worried?"
"Who stood up for her? I just didn't like him."
"Fine, fine, just keep being stubborn. I don't care anymore. If you make your sister-in-law go back to her parents' house, let's see how you explain it to Aunt Tong."
"I……"
He Lin was speechless and didn't know how to refute it for a moment. He took a long stride and walked straight towards the courtyard gate. Gu Ziyu hurriedly followed.
"Hey, second brother, we haven't finished talking yet, where are you going?" He Yu shouted from behind, "I really don't care about you two anymore!"
It's unclear whether He Lin heard it or not, but he walked out without looking back.
Despite saying that, He Yu sighed in the end and decided to help his brother. He couldn't help but think to himself: These two are truly a couple, each one more stubborn than the other.
Before he could even reach the door, Jiang Yi suddenly flung it open, glancing past He Yu and behind him. Sure enough, she didn't see He Lin.
"He Lin is gone?"
He Yu was taken aback for a moment before realizing that Jiang Yi was asking him a question. He nodded and replied, "Yes, I just left."
Jiang Yi pouted.
"Oh, I see!" He Yu narrowed his eyes and pointed at her: "You weren't eavesdropping on our conversation, were you?"
"Who's eavesdropping? You're talking so loudly, it's hard for me not to hear you."
He Yu: "..."
"I've come to tell you something. Are you interested in hearing it?"
Jiang Yi decisively refused: "No interest."
"Are you sure you don't want to hear about He Lin?"
...
The bustling street was filled with shouts and calls of vendors.
He Lin had an indifferent expression and a cold demeanor, standing out from the crowd around him. Gu Ziyu followed behind him, looking left and right as if searching for something.
Passing by a pharmacy, He Lin stopped and winked at Gu Ziyu, who understood and quickly went inside.
The pharmacy owner was weighing medicines on a scale in front of the counter, completely unaware that a customer had arrived. He tapped the counter with his index finger and asked, "Shopkeeper, what medicine should I use for chills, fever, and cough without sweating?"
The shopkeeper, without even looking up, said, "Wind and cold bind the exterior, and the defensive yang is suppressed. The treatment should focus on relieving the exterior and dispelling cold, warming the lungs and resolving phlegm. I think you should let our staff take your pulse first, so that we can prescribe the right medicine."
After a while, the shadow in front of him didn't move. The pharmacy owner finally became suspicious and put down the medicine scale in his hand to look up at him. Gu Ziyu raised an eyebrow and took out a silver, feather-like object from his belt.
Upon seeing the silver feather, the shopkeeper's eyes widened immediately. He quickly stepped out from behind the counter and said respectfully, "Young man, please come in."
Gu Ziyu nodded slightly and followed him into the inner room.
Upon entering, Gu Ziyu saw that the room was filled with towering medicine cabinets, all filled with dried medicinal herbs. The strong smell of medicine hit her nose, and Gu Ziyu wrinkled her nose, clearly not used to the smell.
The shopkeeper walked towards one of the medicine cabinets, pressed down on one of the cabinet boxes, and then the entire medicine cabinet split in the middle, revealing a wall with a lacquered red box embedded in it, facing them.
The boss walked over, pulled open the gold ring, took out a letter from the box, and handed it to Gu Ziyu.
"Sir, this was delivered today."
"Hmm." Gu Ziyu took the envelope and tucked it into the front of his shirt.
At the entrance of a pharmacy on the street, a little boy holding a windmill ran over, looked up at He Lin and said, "Brother, an older brother asked me to tell you that he is waiting for you at the teahouse over there."
Afraid that he might not be able to explain himself clearly, he even turned around and pointed in a direction.
He Lin squatted down and said to him, "Okay, I understand. Go play."
The little boy giggled and ran off in a flash.
He Lin had just stood up when he heard the voice from the pharmacy: "...Ephedra, dried ginger nine grams, schisandra six grams, supplemented with white peony root...decocted in water, two doses will be enough, avoid cold, spicy and pungent foods..."
The shopkeeper grabbed a few doses of medicine, wrapped them up, and handed them to Gu Ziyu, giving him a few more rambling instructions.
"Young master, hold on tight."
"Okay, let's go."
Guided by the waiter, He Lin went up to the second floor of the teahouse.
Pushing open the door to the private room, He Lin's expression was very calm, as if he already knew who was sitting inside waiting for him. Gu Ziyu handed the envelope to He Lin and then went out, standing guard at the door with his arms crossed.
"Oh, you've arrived. This is the wine Wu Yuan brought from the palace. It's only just been opened, and you've already arrived. Want to try some?"
Two men were sitting in the private room. One was Yin Zhaobai, dressed as a servant, and the other was Wu Yuan, whom he had mentioned. Wu Yuan was dressed in white, with cold and stern eyes, and rarely smiled. However, his skin was as white as snow, and his temperament was aloof. From a distance, he looked like a celestial being descended from heaven.
In his youth, Emperor Liang fought in hundreds of battles, large and small, making him a young hero. But in the end, even an emperor is human and can feel anxious about the passing of time. At some point, Emperor Liang began to believe in fate and searched everywhere for masters who could tell fortunes, divine divination, and refine elixirs. This was no secret; almost everyone in Liang knew about it.
Wu Yuan was the Imperial Advisor.
No one would have guessed how these three people, who are like this, actually met.
He Lin took the wine cup handed to him by Yin Zhaobai, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
Yin Zhaobai asked impatiently, "How is it? Say something! How does it compare to the wine in your general's mansion?"
He Lin said slowly, "Not very good."
A barely perceptible smile appeared on Wu Yuan's lips, as if he had already anticipated He Lin's answer.
Yin Zhaobo frowned, brought his nose close to the wine jar and smelled it, saying, "Really? The aroma of the wine is quite mellow, how could it not taste good?"
"Why ask me? Just try it and you'll know," He Lin said to Wu Yuan, exchanging a glance.
Yin Zhaobai looked at the two of them suspiciously, then decisively poured himself a glass. He almost spat it out after the first sip, and had to cover his mouth and force himself to swallow it.
"Wu Yuan, what's this? It's so sour! You didn't bring vinegar with you, did you?"
Wu Yuan calmly replied, "It was a gift from the Crown Prince, said to be a vintage wine that has been sealed for twenty years."
Yin Zhaobo poured the rest of the wine in his glass onto the ground, then poured himself a large glass of tea to rinse his mouth. The potted plants by the window were almost drowned by him, which shows how awful the tea was for him...
Seeing his appearance, He Lin shook his head helplessly and asked Wu Yuan, "Has something happened in the palace? Why did you come out today?"
“I’ve found out the identity of the little eunuch who released the snake at the Crown Prince’s birthday banquet a few days ago.” Wu Yuan said, turning to look at He Lin. “You guessed right.”
Upon hearing his words, He Lin's hand involuntarily paused, and Yin Zhaobai quickly sat back down, looking at the two of them with a serious expression, and said, "What kind of riddles are you two playing?"
Wu Yuan said, "He is Qi Junxu's man."
Yin Zhaobai swallowed hard; those few words were enough.
Although His Majesty had already decided on the Crown Prince, judging from Qi Junxu's actions, he had never given up on this position that did not belong to him. With the Consort's status in the harem and the Prime Minister's support in the court, he certainly had the strength to compete with Qi Junyuan.
However, Qi Junxu probably never expected that he would accidentally hurt Shangguan Muya, who is his cousin.
"...That young eunuch was sent to the East Palace not long ago. He also had an older brother who worked under Qi Junxu, but he has recently disappeared without a trace..."
At this point, Wu Yuan paused, his expression becoming somewhat serious, his lowered eyelashes making it impossible to discern what he was thinking.
"What's wrong?"
"There's one more thing. After that little eunuch died, I went to the Ministry of Justice prison for a look. He had a black eagle tattoo on his chest."
The private room fell silent instantly.
This means that the assassination attempt on the Crown Prince during his southern journey was also orchestrated by Qi Junxu.
This person is absolutely terrifying; he'll stop at nothing for power. He shows no regard for brotherhood, his influence infiltrating Qi Junyuan's inner circle layer by layer. It's clear he's determined to take his brother's life! I wonder what deep-seated hatred he harbors. Power truly is alluring and bewitching.
More importantly, Qi Junxu actually dared to privately raise assassins. What if one day this guy had a brain fart and started a rebellion, sending people to assassinate his father and directly murdering the emperor and usurping the throne? That would be terrible!
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