When the carriage reached the bend, Feng He gave the driver a few words and then turned back to the carriage, saying with great joy, "My dear, we will be there in just a cup of tea. I wonder how happy the son-in-law will be to see his husband!"
Yu Chuxi also smiled slightly when he heard this, but the smile gradually faded.
Feng He couldn't help feeling a little confused. Her husband had taken her ahead in the morning so that he could meet his son-in-law today, while the other people from the company and all the carriages and horses followed behind.
Fortunately, I just arrived in time. Seeing that I was about to meet my son-in-law, my husband should have been very happy, but why did he seem to be worried about something?
Feng He didn't dare to ask, and could only guess secretly, maybe the husband was worried that the son-in-law was different now...
To be honest, half a year ago, when that gold-encrusted letter was sent from the capital to your house along with a family letter, Feng He wiped her eyes several times.
When he was in Jinling in the past, the son-in-law was the best among all the talented men. Unexpectedly, after going to the capital, he could surpass everyone in the world!
The prefect, Mr. Wan, came in person to congratulate him, saying that his son-in-law had won three first prizes in the imperial examinations, which was almost impossible to accomplish, and his name would go down in history.
Leave your name in history?
These four words made Feng He feel awed. She knew that no matter how high an official was, even someone like Lord Wan, his name might not be recorded in history books. Only officials who were known to the people would be recorded in history books. Now, everyone knew the name of the son-in-law.
Many people in Jinling could recite the two poems written by the son-in-law. When Feng He thought that these two poems were written for her husband, she felt an indescribable pride.
Now when Feng He recalls Xie Shu's initial appearance, she feels as if it were a dream. The current Xie Shu is the son-in-law she recognizes.
He would play chess with her husband, would joke with her, and every time he looked at her, his expression was extremely gentle. Only such a son-in-law would be worthy of her husband's unforgettable thoughts, and even make those decisions...
But in the past year, a lot of earth-shaking changes have indeed taken place. My son-in-law is now an editor in the Hanlin Academy. I heard that officials who come out of the Hanlin Academy are not simple people and they will be promoted very quickly. Moreover, my son-in-law is only 24 years old this year.
But even so, Feng He still believed that her brother-in-law would not change. She remembered the look in his eyes when he looked at her husband, as if her husband was the only one in his heart and eyes.
However, Feng He recalled that during this period of time, although the Yu family had been glorious since her son-in-law passed the imperial examination, there were also constant rumors that with her son-in-law's current status and reputation, how could he still be a son-in-law? It was also said that... many famous families in the capital had their eyes on her son-in-law and wanted him to be their son-in-law!
The man never talks about these things, but he may keep them in mind.
Thinking of this, Feng He couldn't help but fall silent.
Yu Chuxi subconsciously clasped his fingers together.
For some reason, the closer he got to his destination, the faster his heart beat.
Yu Chuxi realized later that he was a little nervous.
What should I say after not seeing him for a year? Originally, he came to see him in advance after the two-year appointment.
What does he look like now? Is he fatter or thinner?
No matter how many words were written in the letter, they could not describe his appearance. He always said that everything was fine. Sometimes, Yu Chuxi was worried about disturbing him, so he replied very briefly, fearing that he would run out of words one day.
But fortunately, it seems that there is still a lot to say.
Yu Chuxi set out for this trip to the capital two months ago, but in fact he had started preparing for it a long time ago.
During this period of time, the Yu family's money has been secretly remitted to the capital. Countless amounts of silver are needed to select a location for the business, hire staff, and purchase goods.
Because Jiangnan and the capital were too far apart, he had no time to take care of both, so he put most of his focus on the capital, but the business he had just started was difficult to make a profit, and the accounts were also in a lot of deficit. Fortunately, the Yu family was now under his control, so even if someone noticed something wrong, he could cover it up.
Although my father's health has not improved much, his spirits are getting stronger day by day, and he can even get out of bed and walk around.
Even so, Yu Chuxi actually knew that he would not have much time to accompany his father, but he still left Jiangnan after getting his father's permission. He then sent someone to bring his second uncle back to take care of his father on his behalf.
No matter what the outcome of these decisions, Yu Chuxi will not regret it.
But why, as he reached the door, Yu Chuxi felt hot and cold all over, his heart beat faster and faster, and he even wanted to turn around and go back.
Suddenly the carriage stopped at the steps of the mansion, and soon the servants' voices of inquiries were heard from inside. Although they were all sent by him at the beginning, it was not surprising that they had never seen him before and did not recognize him.
Yu Chuxi lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and looked at the three characters "Zhuangyuandi" written on the plaque at the main entrance of the mansion. It was not like Xie Shu's style. The font on it was the same as the several plaques written by the emperor in the West Garden before. It seemed to be bestowed by the emperor as well.
At this time Feng He went downstairs and talked to the servants for a while. The other party was still very cautious and had no intention of opening the door. They just sent someone in to report.
Yu Chuxi didn't feel neglected. If it were him, he would also be very hesitant when he saw his master's husband, whom he had never met before, suddenly appear.
But for some reason, although Yu Chuxi had calmed down now, why did he still feel a little nervous when he thought about meeting Xie Shu?
At this moment, a young man's voice came from the door again, with a conscientious tone: "What husband or no husband? Our master has only one husband, and he is not here at all. Open the door, I want to see who it is..."
The boy's voice stopped abruptly here, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
Feng He's sweet voice followed suit: "Well, after not seeing Ximo for a year, you have really grown in ability. You even don't recognize your husband!"
Xi Mo had a face full of both tears and laughter. He hadn't had such an open expression for a long time, as if he was back in the Yu Mansion.
My dear! Sister Fenghe! I finally see you!
Xi Mo didn't have time to say anything more, and shouted, "Hurry up and bring the young master in, I'll go call the master."
Then, the figure disappeared as fast as the wind.
Seeing this, Feng He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh: "I thought there would be some difference after coming to the capital for a year, why is it still the same as before?"
In late spring in March, the grass is long in the south of the Yangtze River, various flowers grow on the trees, and groups of warblers fly around. Chang'an is no less beautiful, with green willows forming shades, plum blossoms as white as snow, and peach and apricot trees everywhere.
As the spring breeze blew by, Yu Chuxi saw fallen petals on the ground. He couldn't help but stop and look at the clusters of red flowers blooming on both sides of the road.
He still remembered one day a long time ago when the man appeared in front of him holding a peach blossom.
The peach blossoms that day seemed even brighter than today.
At this moment, a group of quick footsteps came towards him from behind. Yu Chuxi's heartbeat slowed down, his cheeks felt slightly hot, and he couldn't help but turn around.
Xie Shu had taken off his court cap, but had not taken off his court dress. He was still wearing the red official robe, not caring at all about his disheveled temples.
From afar, Xie Shu saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night standing in the courtyard. All the lights in the hall were focused on him, but he was still not as handsome as him.
When he looked back and smiled, at that moment, Xie Shu heard his own heartbeat roaring like thunder, as if it was trampling over thousands of troops.
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