Southerners

In the early morning of the next day, Song Zhi went straight to the Meng Mansion after having breakfast.

But at the gate of Meng Mansion, Song Zhi didn't dare to go in as in a dream.He looked at the closed door from a distance.Since Meng Huan went out to fight, there was no male master in the mansion, so the gate was always closed.There is only Duoershi who can talk, and occasionally invites a few female companions to the mansion.

After all, after Saran was gone, only Duoersi was the most favored person in the Meng family, and Meng Huan hadn't had time to favor others.

Song Zhi, who originally had a glimmer of hope, was completely extinguished after seeing this deserted courtyard.

Meng Huan really hasn't come back yet.

The person in charge of the mansion should be Qinuo, and Qinuo doesn't like him, Song Zhi knows that if he goes in now, he will only be annoying.

The guards at the door were still the same two they had seen when they first came here, and they stood upright as a pillar without looking sideways.

When Song Zhi walked over, one of them saw him first, bowed slightly and saluted: "Mr. Song."

The other said: "Mr. Song, why are you here today? Are you here to pick up something? Come in quickly." He said, and opened the door for Song Zhi.

Song Zhi leaned back and said, "I'm tired, come get some books."

Entering the gate of Meng Mansion, the furnishings inside are the same as when he left, everything is still exactly the same as before.

After walking in, there are a few elm plum trees on the left hand side, planted on the wall, with long branches sticking out of the wall, and a vermilion corridor on the right hand side, winding all the way to hide behind the dense trees.

Song Zhi stopped and walked along the elm plum trees. When she went to Mount Lushi, there were also elm leaf plums, apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, etc., and many crabapple flowers. Seeing that he liked it, Meng Huan said that he wanted to plant a few. Haitang is in the mansion, I don't know if he still remembers it.

"Mr. Song?" After walking a few steps, Song Zhi heard a familiar voice.

Song Zhi turned her head and saw Azila running towards her with surprise on her face.

"Why is Mr. Song here?" Azila stopped in front of Song Zhi, her small face flushed with excitement.

Song Zhi couldn't help but smiled: "Come back and have a look."

Azila smiled with cute canine teeth, and seemed to be doing well recently: "Mr. Song hasn't come back for a long time, Azila thought he had forgotten about us!"

"How come!" Song Zhi smiled and shook her head, "What are you doing now?"

Azila said: "Miss Duoershi saw that I was careful, so she sent me to take care of her flowers and plants. I'm not tired, but I just need to put more thought into it."

Because Lian'er was squeezed out by Duo'er earlier, Song Zhi always had a bad impression of her. In addition, Azila was originally from Sa Lan, and Sa Lan and Duo'er were not on good terms, so I asked one more question. : "She won't embarrass you, will she?"

"Where is Mr. Song?" Unfortunately, these words were overheard by Duo'er who was passing by.

Song Zhi was a little embarrassed for a moment, she bowed her hands to Duo'er and said, "Miss bows."

Duo Ershi slightly bent his knees: "Mr. Blessings."

"Sir, why are you back today? The young master hasn't returned to Beijing yet."

For some reason, Duo'er's lost tone and expression always made Song Zhi feel that she was hostile to him.But after all, it was her own rudeness that preceded it, Song Zhi couldn't say anything, she lowered her head and said, "Come back to get some books, I hope I didn't bother Miss."

Duo Ershi smiled slightly: "Young Master has always respected Mr., how dare you say bother?"

Duo'er lost her gaze and turned to Azila: "Azila, tell me, have I made things difficult for you these days?"

Azila quickly waved his hands: "No, no, Miss treats slaves very well, there is no such thing as embarrassing, but sir is kind-hearted and worried about slaves, just ask casually, Miss, don't take it to heart."

Duo'er smiled slightly and said, "Sir, did you hear that?"

Song Zhi said awkwardly: "Yes, I was the one to be rude, miss, don't worry."

After dealing with Duo'er, Song Zhifu returned to her room as if.

The house is still owned by Lian Er who cleans it every day. When Song Zhi entered, Lian Er was both surprised and happy. She didn't expect Song Zhi to come back suddenly.

"Sir!" Lian Er called out, "Sir, please sit down, Lian Er will serve you tea."

Song Zhi agreed with a smile, and then went to get the book from the bookshelf.Although taking books is an excuse, I still have to take a few to deceive others.

When Song Zhi left, she didn't bring many things with her. Most of her calligraphy and paintings were left here on weekdays. After searching for a while, Song Zhi suddenly saw the upright song written by herself after Chen Diaoyan died in February, so she put it in the book I plan to take it back to Xingshun Hutong.

If it is found here, it will implicate people in the whole government.

"Sir, will you stay a few more days when you come back this time?" Lian Er asked suddenly.

Song Zhi came back to her senses and smiled a little: "It won't take long to fetch a few books... Besides, the young master is not here, so it would be useless for me to stay here."

Speaking of this, Song Zhi paused, and asked: "Lian'er, do you know when the young master will come back? Has he told you?"

Lian'er covered her lips and snickered: "The young master has never told you, so why would he tell the servants?"

Lian'er rolled her eyes and said narrowly, "Mister, do you miss the young master?"

Song Zhi's face turned red all of a sudden, she said she didn't want to, against her will, said she wanted to, but couldn't say it.

Lian'er didn't wait for his answer, and said to herself: "Lian'er misses the young master very much too. Except for the husband and Lian'er, the whole Meng family misses the young master very much."

"...So don't be shy, Mister." Lian Er added.

On the contrary, Song Zhi felt even more embarrassed, and glared at Lian Er: "You can think about it, who said I miss him?"

Lian'er's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of what Song Zhi seemed to be writing, walked up to Song Zhi's side, looked down, and saw a few lines written on the snow-white paper, the handwriting was slightly messed up because of the restlessness of the master.

"A gentleman is in service, but he doesn't know the period, how come?"

During these days with Song Zhi, Lian Er knew a lot of characters, these few characters just happened to be able to see through, Lian Er secretly smiled inwardly, but asked Song Zhi with a confused face: "What did you write, sir? "

Song Zhiyuan wrote it as she wished, and didn't pay attention to the content. When she realized it, Lian Er had already caught her attention. He coughed lightly, turned his head and said subtly, "It's nothing."

"A gentleman is in service, and the sun is not the moon, why is he there?"

The most difficult thing is often not the long wait, but the wait without a return date. Every day has expectations, so every day has disappointments.

Countless times from expectation to disappointment, the most heartbreaking.

Song Zhi couldn't stop, and she went back to Xingshun Hutong not long after, but from this day on, Song Zhi would come to the Meng Mansion every few days. At first, Song Zhi used an excuse to pick up books, but later she also knew that this was the case. Excuses are unconvincing, so let's not make excuses at all.

Every time I came here, I would stay in my room for a while, thinking about every word Meng Huan had said to him in this room.

What impressed Song Zhi the most was the second day after returning from the Baiyun Temple Fair. When he opened his eyes, he saw Meng Huan sleeping beside him. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

At that time, Meng Huan's eyes were blue and black, presumably because he didn't get a good rest the night before.Later, I heard from Lian'er that he kept watch all night and only left for a while when Sa Lan was interrogated.

After Baiyun watched the temple fair, he went out with Meng Huan again, and it was on February [-]th that he went outing in Mount Lushi. It was a pity that he was angry that day, and after he came back, he ignored Meng Huan again until Meng Huan went out on the [-]nd.

As for why she got angry with Meng Huan that day... Thinking of this, Song Zhi couldn't help feeling a little hot, and raised her hand to touch her lips.

Although Meng Huan was conniving towards him, he was still domineering most of the time, such as the two kisses that day.

Song Zhi patted herself on the head with some contempt, forcing herself to forget these, but the more she wanted to forget, the more vivid the burning breath and touch in her memory became.

Meng Huan's study is tightly closed, and no one is allowed to step in at will.So Song Zhi could only take a look at it from a distance, but couldn't go in.

Except for Meng's mansion, Song Zhi paid attention to Jiaofangsi's head and Zhang Hui's mansion.

After Zhang Hui was invited to drink tea by Yushitai, life gradually became difficult. Even Zhang Zunhui was dismissed from his post, left home, and was investigated at any time, but the decree to dismiss Zhang Hui has not yet come down.

At the Jiaofang Division, Song Zhi conveyed Xiuniang's meaning to Qi Luqian and He Yushi. Both of them agreed with this reason, but they didn't know how to make these women stand up and accuse the Jiaofang Division regardless of their reputation.

In order to obtain more powerful and direct evidence, Song Zhi went to the Jiaofang Division day and night to inquire, but failed to catch their pigtails, and was very discouraged.

April is fleeting, and on the first day of May, His Majesty's decree spread from the upper capital to Dadu: Four people, 710 who belonged to Ahema from the provincial and ministerial parties, were ordered to punish Ahema's crimes, and their corpses were killed at Tongyuanmen outside.

After a month of careful investigation by Heli Huosun and officials from Zhongshu Province, Yushitai, Privy Council, and Hanlin Academy, His Majesty finally realized that Ahema was a courtier who exercised power. However, Ahema was dead, so His Majesty ordered him to be killed The whole family was ransacked and beheaded, all of Ahema's assets were confiscated, and his body was killed outside the Tongyuan Gate.But many of Ahema's nephews are not in Beijing yet, they are absconding, and it will take a while to catch them.

Ahema is dead, but his followers are still stirring up trouble in the court. He knew that Ahema was powerful and formed cliques for personal gain, but Song Zhi was shocked when he heard the number 710 four.

After the decree came down, Song Zhi ran to Zhang Hui's mansion again.Zhang Zunhui kept his son Zhang Chengyi at home, fearing that this unfilial son would run out and cause trouble during this turbulent time.Both of them were absent, so no one stopped Song Zhi anymore.

Zhang Hui's injury on the night of March [-] has already healed, but her whole body is not as good as before, and she is sluggish.

"You don't have to be cautious when you come here, just sit down as before." Zhang Hui waved his hand.

Song Zhi sat down according to her words.

Zhang Hui was writing, and he didn't know what he was writing, so he was very focused.

Song Zhi waited for a while, but Zhang Hui didn't speak, and couldn't help asking: "Teacher, Your Majesty..."

Zhang Hui raised his left hand to interrupt him: "No need to ask, I don't know what His Majesty means."

Zhang Hui is the former minister of Shizu's Qiandi. Compared with other ministers, Shizu has always been more tolerant to these people, but tolerance is not absolute, it depends on whether his bottom line has been touched.

Song Zhi looked at Zhang Hui worriedly: "Then teacher..."

"Don't worry," Zhang Hui said, "Since His Majesty didn't execute me and those party members together, it means that I'm still safe for the time being."

Coming out of Zhang Hui's study with a heavy heart, Song Zhi walked with her head down, one of them didn't pay attention, bumped into someone, and knocked herself into a stagger, the man reached out to catch him, preventing Song Zhi from falling to the ground .

"Mr. Song?" The visitor's voice sounded slightly hesitant.

Song Zhi raised her head in surprise, but saw that the person in front of her was actually the chief steward of Prime Minister Heli Huo Sunyou's residence.

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Note: "A Gentleman in Service" is an excerpt from "The Book of Songs? Wang Feng? A Gentleman in Service"

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