Secrets of Yuqing Palace

"Are the people in the pavilion Princess Wanyu and Princess Amur?"

A young man's voice, sounding surprised and uncertain, rang out from outside the pavilion.

Amur, who was originally talking to Wanyu, froze when he heard the voice.

However, Wanyu had already turned her head to look at the source of the sound outside the pavilion, so she did not notice Amur's abnormality.

Seeing the people outside the pavilion, she stood up quickly with a look of surprise on her face.

"Mr. Huang Cheng."

Outside the pavilion, Hesheli Huang Cheng smiled and said gently, "It's me."

"I didn't expect to have the honor of meeting you two princesses again today. It's really fate."

Seeing the other person's gentle smile, Wanyu invited him, "If Mr. Huang Cheng doesn't mind, you can come into the pavilion and have a chat."

Huang Cheng nodded, "Of course I don't mind. It's my honor."

He asked the guards around him to stay outside the pavilion and guard it with the guards around the pavilion, and then he walked into the pavilion alone.

Shi Mujin looked at the newcomer curiously.

[Mr. Huang Cheng? How did my sister know him? How come I don't know him?]

When Amur saw the person coming in, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

【Alas, it’s finally here. 】

[The Emperor clearly has his eye on Sister Wanlin. I wonder what your purpose is in involving Sister Wanyu?]

Huang Cheng turned his back to everyone and looked at Amur.

Sensing the coldness in the other person's eyes, Amur's eyes trembled slightly, and then he quickly dodged away.

Huang Cheng noticed Mu Jin looking at him curiously. Although he knew what was going on, he still pretended not to know and asked Wanyu.

"Princess Wanyu, who is this young master?"

Wanyu immediately introduced: "Mr. Huang Cheng..."

Without waiting for Wanyu to finish her words, Huang Cheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Wanyu, there is no need to be so polite."

"Your brother and I hit it off right away, and we both considered each other a close friend and a brother of the opposite sex."

"Your third brother Shi Liha calls me brother, and Princess Wanyu is his sister, so you can just call me Second Brother Huang. There's no need to be so distant."

Wanyu chuckled, then nodded and said, "Then I will respectfully obey your command."

"Brother Huang, just call me Wanyu."

Huang Chengli nodded immediately, "Sister Wanyu."

Shi Mujin had been staring at the interaction between the two. He was originally a little wary of this man who suddenly appeared.

But after hearing that he and the third brother were brothers, this little hostility immediately disappeared.

He still trusts his brother's vision.

Wanyu saw the eagerness and curiosity in her brother's eyes and continued to introduce them to the two of them.

He first said to Huang Cheng, "Brother Huang, this is my younger brother from the same mother, the fourth child in the family, and his name is Mu Jin."

Then he introduced Shi Mujin: "Fourth brother, this is Second Brother Huang, and he is also my savior."

"At the beginning of last month, my mother and I went to the Huguo Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. On the way back, the carriage was hit and I was knocked out."

"I almost hit my head on a big rock on the side of the road. If it weren't for Brother Huang's kindness in saving me, I would have died long ago."

Shi Mujin looked at his third sister in shock, looking her up and down.

"Third sister, why don't I know about this?"

Wanyu touched his bald forehead and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's over."

"I asked my mother not to tell you this."

"I was worried that you would be scared, and besides, I'm fine, I just had a little fright."

Shi Mujin bowed to Huang Cheng with gratitude.

"Brother Huang saved my sister, please accept Mu Jin's greeting."

Huang Cheng helped the man up and said helplessly, "Mr. Mu Jin, there's no need to be so polite."

"Your third brother and your father and mother have already thanked me many times. There's really no need to dwell on this trivial matter."

While the three were talking, the little maid who had been waiting beside them saw that the masters had invited Huang Cheng to go into the pavilion to rest, and she quickly gave Huang Cheng a cup of hot tea.

After everyone sat down, Wanyu sighed.

"I was originally going to Xiangshan with Sister Amur and Mu Jin today, but I didn't expect to meet Brother Huang again."

"The last time, Brother Huang mentioned the birthday of an elder in our family, why did you return to the capital so soon?"

Huang Cheng replied, "I have already celebrated Mama's birthday."

"This time I came to Beijing to see if I could find a good job there."

Wanyu frowned slightly. "Isn't Brother Huang a distant branch of the Hesheli clan? Why would he go to the capital alone to find a living?"

Amur also nodded.

【You can know a person's face but not his heart! 】

[Sister Wanyu, please don't believe what he says! ]

Huang Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Sister Wanyu also said that our family is just a distant branch of the Hesheli clan."

"Although the family still has some assets, it is far from enough to seek better development for the family."

"And to be honest with you, Sister Wanyu, even though I'm the legitimate son of my family, my father loves and cherishes me."

"But I have a half-brother above me, many half-brothers below me, and a bunch of half-mothers who are watching me covetously."

"My mother died of complications during childbirth, so I was quite isolated and helpless at home."

"So I thought of going to the capital, not only to seek family development, but also to consolidate my position in front of my father."

"If I have that kind of luck, I can also find a way out for myself."

When Wanyu and Shi Mujin looked at Huang Cheng, their eyes were filled with pity, sympathy and admiration.

Amur, who was standing beside him, had his pupils trembling.

[Does this gentleman even know what he is talking about?! ]

[I haven't heard anything recently. What's wrong with him now?]

[Is this something you can just say casually?]

[Who does he want to kill! ]

Wanyu nodded. "Brother Huang has ideas and methods, and he is wholeheartedly devoted to the family."

"I think your father will pay more attention to Brother Huang after seeing his ability and intentions."

Huang Cheng smiled but did not respond.

"If Brother Huang needs anything, please feel free to seek help from the Guarjia Mansion. I will never refuse to help you if I can."

"Okay, thank you for your kindness, sister."

The mountain breeze blows gently, the maple leaves rustle, and the red leaves dance in the air like butterflies, and then fall lightly into the pavilion with the wind.

Looking at the red mountain, Wanyu couldn't help but recite Du Mu's poems.

"The stone path slopes up the cold mountain, and where the white clouds are born there are houses."

"Parking and sitting in love with maple trees late, frost leaves are red in February flowers."

Huang Cheng curled his lips and smiled.

【She is indeed a talented woman who is proficient in Chinese studies.】

"Is this the 'Mountain Walk' by Mr. Fanchuan?"

Wanyu nodded, then said in surprise, "Exactly. I didn't expect that Second Brother Huang knew about Monk Fanchuan."

"It's really the red maples covering the whole mountain that make people addicted."

Wanyu's shock is understandable, as the Manchus now rule the country, and it has been less than fifty years since they entered the Central Plains.

In addition, the imperial rule was particularly strict in guarding against and controlling the Han people, so at this time people mostly valued Manchu and Mongolian.

There are very few Manchus who study Chinese.

She recited a line of poetry casually, but she didn't expect that the other party not only knew it, but also told her the poet's nickname.

From this we can see that the other party is a knowledgeable and talented person.

Wanyu praised in her heart: "Brother, you have a keen eye."

Huang Cheng looked at the fiery crimson all over the mountain and agreed, "The red maples on Xiangshan Mountain are truly redder than the spring flowers in February."

Then he sighed: "Life is like poetry, and poetry is like life."

"Mr. Fanchuan had a rough life and a difficult career, but this did not dampen his ambition, but instead enhanced his talent."

"In the midst of the mundane world, he has such an open mind, devoting himself to nature and returning to nature. This is truly admirable."

Wanyu smiled and nodded, "Yes, Du Mu's writing is like maple leaves in autumn, which become even more red despite frost and snow."

"His character is like the stillness of autumn water; even after weathering storms, its depth becomes more apparent."

The two of them talked back and forth about Du Mu, and Huang Cheng's words were also meaningful, and some of his ideas coincided with Wanyu's.

Wanyu's eyes were shining, and she looked at Huang Cheng with the feeling that she had found a soulmate.

Now she understood the excitement her third brother had felt when he faced Huang Cheng.

Listening to the two people discussing poetry, Amur looked confused as if he was listening to a foreign language, while Mu Jin listened attentively.