Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

With the sound of laughter as their shoes were put on, the three people from the second house said goodbye to their grandparents and left the upper courtyard.

Under the shade of the trees outside the upper door, Wang Wendong was standing in the shadows of the trees in spring, with the alternating light and dark shadows casting on his brother.

The spring noon sun was merciless, and Wang Jinyi felt really bad for her brother. She slipped out of her mother's arms, ran towards her brother, and shouted:

"Brother, brother."

Wang Wendong saw his family coming out of the upper yard and walking towards this side. When he saw his sister running towards him, he also ran towards Wang Jinyi happily.

The two children met, holding hands and spinning around with giggles. Their parents stood behind them, looking at each other knowingly. The two children were in front, running towards the second room's yard.

The courtyard gate was wide open, and after turning around the screen wall, the family saw someone walking out of Ouyang Wenche's room in the east wing corridor, carrying something. They looked up and saw someone coming in at the gate, then turned around and went back to the east wing.

Dad seemed to understand what was going on, and turned around and led his family to the bedroom in the main house. Mom was full of doubts, but she remained silent.

Wang Jinyi knew it very well, but pretended not to see it. It seemed that only Wang Wendong saw it.

"Hmph, what kind of servant is this? How rude! Mother, please take care of this."

Wang Jinyi pulled her brother's hand.

"Let's see who runs faster. Brother, you chase me."

As his sister was pulling him, Wang Wendong ran into the house after her. When the family of four sat down on the couch, all kinds of snacks and tea were already prepared on the tea table.

Qing'er was indeed a good head maid, and she managed all the affairs of the second house in an orderly manner.

Dad told his son about Wang Jinyi writing a storybook.

Wang Wendong asked: "What stories do mothers have?"

Dad also looked at the mother and daughter, and then a thick stack of manuscripts appeared in front of the father and son.

Wang Wendong exclaimed: "Jin'er, did you write all this?"

"No, I can't write."

Dad asked, "Did this child really come up with this story?"

"So what do you think?"

The mother said angrily:

"Jin'er, tell me the story of the ugly bird."

Wang Jinyi was naturally no problem and spoke fluently, which made Wang Wendong so immersed in the story that he couldn't extricate himself.

"Tell me another one, Jin'er."

So Wang Jinyi was invited to tell another story, "The Pearl Girl", which is a replica of the Snail Girl.

Wang Wendong shouted again: "Tell me another one."

So Wang Jinyi told another story about being punished for lying, but this time Wang Jinyi really couldn't tell the story anymore.

After talking for the whole morning, it was really tiring. The mother looked at the father and son, who were attracted by the story but did not dare to believe it.

I poured a bowl of water for Wang Jinyi and asked her to drink some water and take a rest. Wang Jinyi held the bowl and drank the water, thinking that she couldn't talk about it anymore. It would not fit the character of this 3-year-old.

Besides, I’m tired too!

There was one more question I hadn’t asked, so I tugged at the corner of my mother’s sleeve.

"Mother, can you give me the money from selling books?"

Both parents laughed.

"Wait for Dad to ask Grandfather."

While the second room was enjoying themselves, the two old people in the upper room were drinking tea and playing chess after seeing off their second son and his family. In their spare time, the couple often played chess and chatted about family matters.

The protagonist of today's casual chat is a 3-year-old baby.

"What do you think of the child?" asked the grandmother.

Grandfather placed all the white pieces in his hand on the chessboard, looking thoughtful.

“To be honest, I have seen some young people with outstanding talents, and this child is one of them, but he is also different.

This child has his own personality. Well, he just won't be willing to be inferior to others.

If a man has this kind of personality, he will study hard to "bring honor to his family and bring fame to them", and he may one day realize his ambitions in life.

But as a woman, I am worried that being too smart will be detrimental to my marriage in the future.

In addition, precocious children must be strictly controlled. You must remind your subordinates not to praise them casually, as this will form a bad suggestion for the children.

In addition, you should tell your second child's wife to make sure the child learns some knowledge that can stump her, and not to let the child become arrogant.

Otherwise, you will slowly develop into a self-righteous person. Only when you go through a few ups and downs can you live a transparent life..."

Grandmother said:

"Is it appropriate to make things difficult for the child when she is so young?"

"Don't worry, this child won't be easily embarrassed."

"Oh! When you have time, ask the second son's wife how long she wants to stay to visit her relatives, so that I can consider how to arrange for them as soon as possible.

Urge the eldest brother Shu Yuanjia to leave as soon as possible, preferably by the end of this month."

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"The third brother's friends will be here soon. It's not good to have outsiders living in the backyard."

As the shadows of the clouds intertwined, the sun gradually disappeared behind the clouds.

Dinner time had long passed, and the second room was still waiting for dinner. Because Dad had not returned from the study in the front yard, the mother was worried and Wang Jinyi suggested,

"Go get Daddy."

The mother took her daughter by the hand without bringing any servants with her, nor did she open the door. She just looked out through the bound door.

Unexpectedly, a black figure floated down from the west yard and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

If Wang Jinyi hadn't always suspected Ouyang Wenche and the people around him, she would have suspected that her eyes were wrong. Wang Jinyi was surprised by the lightness of the black shadow.

In my previous life, I only watched the stories of martial arts movies with flying characters, and I didn't believe in the so-called extraordinary martial arts. But right in front of me, a person flew from a two or three meter high wall, almost floating down without any sound. Gravity seemed to have no effect on this person.

Wang Jinyi found something unusual and urged her mother:

"Mother, there is wind."

The mother picked up her daughter, turned around and hurried back to her room, closing the door tightly.

Wang Jinyi suspected that her mother had also seen the black shadow flying down. In order to ease her mother's nervousness, she decided to continue making up stories.

"Mom, can I write my own story?"

"What? What did Jin'er say?" The mother was still in shock.

"Mom, I can think of the story myself and you can write it, okay?"

The mother understood and reached out to touch her daughter's head.

Wang Jinyi looked at her mother's slightly trembling hands and suddenly understood why her grandfather asked the eldest branch to move out as soon as possible and let the second branch become independent.

It turned out that changes were taking place in his backyard, and it was likely that there would be even bigger changes. Although Wang Jinyi had expected this, the subsequent developments were beyond everyone's expectations.

Wang Jinyi's task now was to calm her mother down. After thinking for a while, she told a new story she had made up:

"In the temple we visited, there was a big tree with many fruits. When the fruits grew up, they became little monks. When the little monks grew up, they became big monks. When they got old, they became..."

Mother interrupted: "They are all old monks."

Wang Jinyi thought: Since she could answer the questions quickly, it means that my mother is fine and was not scared. At least she has forgotten a lot about it now.

"Mother, no, it's the abbot! He's the one who chants and knocks the door himself."

“That’s called a wooden fish.”

"What fish? It's not a fish, it's a sound."

"That is a ritual implement called a wooden fish."

"What?"

Wang Jinyi protected her head in time, and used her two small hands to hold her fluffy short hair tightly against her head. Wang Jinyi protected her head, and looked as if she was afraid of being hit.

The mother had forgotten most of the shock she had just experienced, and she hugged her daughter and laughed out loud.

"Okay, it's the host." The mother and daughter rolled into a ball and laughed.

The figure hanging upside down under the eaves outside the door heard the conversation in the room clearly. Then he jumped down the porch and followed the shadows in the yard to sneak into Ouyang Wenche's room.

At this time, Yun Wu, Yun Liu and Ouyang Wenche were all in the room wearing black clothes. When the man in black walked in and saw Ouyang Wenche, he was stunned for a moment and then knelt down.

"I am the Eastern Palace Guard, Feng, rank one."

Ouyang Wenche had heard a long time ago that someone wanted to see him, but he always thought that it was his grandfather who sent someone to tell him that the matter had been clarified and he could go home.

When the man in black appeared, he felt something was wrong. When he heard the word "Eastern Palace", Ouyang Wenche felt confused for the first time since he was 10 years old.

: What? What is it?

Although he didn't say a word, his wooden expression made Jia Yi understand. This young man who looked exactly like the grandson of the Eastern Palace knew nothing.

Yun Wu and Yun Liu opened the door first, searched the yard, and then went into the dark shadow near the west wall.

Next to the west wall are the servants' rooms and the toilet, which are often used by people going in and out. The two of them hid in the shadows to prevent any accidents.

Jiayi pulled Ouyang Wenche into the shadow at the east wall and squatted down slightly.

"Master, step on my back."

In order to heal his injuries these days, Ouyang Wenche had sneaked over the wall many times and had become familiar with these operations.

Ouyang Wenche held onto the wall and stepped on the shoulders of the squatting Jiayi. Jiayi stood up and Ouyang Wenche discovered that two pairs of hands stretched out from the wall. One of them grabbed one of his arms and pulled him directly to the top of the wall. Then, they turned around and pulled Ouyang Wenche out of the wall.

Outside the wall, two people held up Ouyang Wenche's feet and slowly placed them on the ground.

After Jia climbed over the wall, several people went to the courtyard closest to the outer wall on the west side.

Ouyang Wenche had been to this courtyard before. That was the last time when the doctor sent by his grandfather treated his wounds here, stitching them up again and prescribing medicine.

It was also in this courtyard that Ouyang Wenche met 16 people with the same prefix "Yun" except Yun Yi and Yun Er. He heard that two of them had gone to Beijing with their grandfather.

There was no one around him who could explain it to him, and he could only figure out from everyone's frank conversations with him that these guards had been protecting him at the Ouyang family.

But from his childhood until the incident at Lingyun Temple, Ouyang Wenche had never seen anyone other than Yun Yi and Yun Er.

Ouyang Wenche felt strange. Was he numb or was he concentrating all his energy on his studies? He didn't even notice so many guards around him.

Under the protection of five guards, Ouyang Wenche came to the westernmost courtyard and jumped over the wall of the western courtyard in the same way. The two men in black outside the wall did not follow him in.

The other two men in black, except Jiayi, hid in the shadows of the courtyard wall.

"Master, he is in the study."

Jia Yi spoke up to remind Ouyang Wenche who was standing in the yard.

Ouyang Wenche did not move. He looked around the entire courtyard. This courtyard was different from the last time he came here to treat his injuries.

The several big trees against the wall are gone, the rockery and landscaping in the yard are gone, and the servants' houses at the base of the walls on both sides have been demolished. The entire yard is empty and silent.

At this time, a faint candlelight was lit in the study and the door opened gently.

Ouyang Wenche walked closer and closer and saw clearly the face standing under the oil lamp in the study!