Become a stumbling block for the male protagonist

The young man's face was covered with a thin layer of red, the hair on his temples was wet with sweat, his peach blossom eyes were misty, and his last trace of reason was still supported by the sparkling water, his body shrank into a Group, like a wronged child squatting in the corner crying.

The expression on the man's face remained the same, the way he looked at him was no different from those calligraphy and paintings on tables and chairs, the amber eyes just glanced casually, and said in a cold tone, "Throw him out"

There was a feminine voice from outside the screen, and she turned in from outside the screen. It was a girl in a pink skirt and a white embroidered hibiscus.

With willow leaves and almond eyes, he has a graceful demeanor, but the movements of his hands are clean and neat. When he lifts Ruan Jingzhi's back collar, he lifts a young man with a fledgling stature with one arm, without any effort at all.

Ruan Jingzhi felt a gust of cool wind blowing against his face, and there was a slight sound of wind in his ears, which made his mind clearer, but after a while, he was randomly thrown into a small alley.

While feeling weak all over, he felt that the girl gave him a pill. He didn't want to take it at first, but the girl was so agile, she slapped Ruan Jingzhi on the back, and the pill had to be swallowed down.

He couldn't support his body anymore, and after the girl left, he fell limply on the cold bluestone ground, but his mind became clearer a little bit.

Ruan Jingzhi stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and felt relaxed. The girl gave him an antidote, no wonder he got better now. He lay on the ground for a while, feeling better, so he decided to Walk towards the home in the memory of the original owner.

Before he got up, he heard two shouts coming from the end of the alley, "Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"

One of the two was wearing blue clothes, the other was wearing green clothes, but their looks were exactly the same, and at first glance they couldn't tell the difference.

If you look closely, you can tell that the boy in blue is even fatter. It is the original owner's two twin boys, Dikeng Tiangang.

The two hurried to the side of their family's master, seeing their master's face in distress, they couldn't help but blame themselves,

"Master, you have been gone for a while, and Dikeng and I are almost dying of anxiety. I saw the third young master leading the master's private soldiers to find you just now."

Dikeng's temper is a bit softer than Tiangang's, and at this time his eyes were red and he said, "Master, you don't know how the third young master arranges you in front of the master. Looking for a girl to have fun, he clearly knows...our young master"

At this moment, Ruan Jingzhi felt a throbbing pain in his forehead, and he interrupted the two of them, "Stop talking, find a way to take me to the nearest lake, preferably somewhere more elegant."

Dikeng didn't know why his young master was dragging his body to go there now, but he was loyal and only thought for a moment,

"Then, that should be the place of Xiangqing Pavilion. There is a large lake on that side. Some poets like to go there."

Ruan Jingzhi nodded, "Which of the two of you knows how to swim?"

Tiangang is usually smarter than his younger brother, but now he understands something, "Master, I will"

Ruan Jingzhi nodded again, and everything after that was logical.

The next day, there were rumors in the city of Jiangdu that the eldest son of the Huguo Gong's mansion accidentally fell into the water when he was traveling in the spring, and was rescued by his own servant, half of his life was left, and he is still in a coma.

After the storyteller in the teahouse had finished speaking, he just came to an end. The gavel was slapped on the table, and there was a crisp sound, and the storyteller sat down and began to drink tea to moisten his mouth.

The audience in the audience was talking a lot, there were three or five people around a table, knocking on melon seeds, there was humanity,

"I'm fine in this world, what kind of spring is it? No flowers bloom at this time, and it's just a sick seedling. It's all right now, and I swam into half my life."

Someone beside him echoed, "That's not true, hey, you said..."

The man waved his hand as he spoke, motioning for the people on the table to come closer and listen. As soon as they touched their heads, the man continued,

"How long do you say this son can live? I think you can't wait for this son to reach the crown. I'm afraid the son of the Duke of the Protector's Mansion will be replaced."

After he finished speaking, the people on the table looked at him with expressions that you only knew, and someone with a slightly vulgar tone said,

"Occupying the latrine and not shitting, it will be a matter of time. You see, the third young master of the Duke Huguo's mansion called his son for a long time outside Fengyuehuamanlou. I was quite happy when I went in. Yes, when he comes out, ouch, you haven’t seen that face, it smells worse than a latrine.”

Several people laughed when they heard this, but when it came to Fengyuehuamanli, the table was full of normal men, and they started talking nonsense after a while.

Since then, time has been like quicksand in a funnel, and half a month has passed in a hurry.

Today, in an elegant and quiet courtyard in Duke Huguo's Mansion, a double-petaled white crabapple flower was only full of emerald green at this time, but the budding flower could still be vaguely seen. Underneath, there is still a wisp of fragrance that seems to be absent.

There was a noble concubine's couch under the tree, and on the couch was a young man in a white brocade robe, with picturesque eyebrows, long and curly crow feathers, and a tear mole precisely fell on his fair cheek.

He was holding a book with a blue cover in his slender and white palm, and his body was covered with a thin blanket. His breathing was even but shallow. He moved his fingers and said, "Tiangang, what's wrong?"

Tiangang Dikeng was trying to cover his body as much as possible, and when he heard the voice of his eldest son, he straightened up. There was an unconcealable resentment on Dikeng's face, and Tiangang concealed it a little deeper, but this emotion needs to be It expresses a meaning,

"Master, you don't know how people are cursing you outside now. They say you are a short-lived ghost, and they say you won't survive the weak crown"

Tian Gang's face darkened, why his younger brother couldn't hold back his mouth so much, and immediately tugged on Dikeng's sleeve, motioning him to shut up.

The young man opened his eyes, his peach blossom eyes glowed with brilliance, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips, "There is nothing wrong with what they said, why should you...cough cough"

As he spoke, he felt his throat itchy, and bursts of uncontrollable coughing came out of his mouth, and the Tiangang Pit at the other end immediately stepped forward anxiously to give it to their eldest son, Shun Shun. gas.

Tiangang reacted quickly, and seeing that the pit had already made people feel better, he trotted to the kitchen to bring over the medicine that had been warmed today.

Ruan Jingzhi was relieved for a while, but he still didn't stop. Seeing Tiangang bring the medicine, he picked up the medicine bowl and wanted to drink the bitter medicine inside.

But as soon as he got closer to his lips, his brows frowned, and he put the medicine back on the tray in Tiangang's hand, "Cook another bowl."

As soon as Tiangang and Dikeng's expressions changed, they immediately understood that in the past half month, if their eldest son hadn't had a sensitive nose, they would have died a long time ago, but the two of them took every precaution and still couldn't prevent someone from injecting medicine inside. .

Tian Gang clenched the tray in his hand, planning to bring the stove where the young master was to fry the medicine in the future, but he didn't put this idea into action, and someone came from the front yard to spread the word that the old man was looking for him. The son has something to do, so he has to go to the front yard immediately.

As soon as the person who sent the message left, Dikeng was complaining next to him, "It's true, my lord, I want you to be released from the hospital to catch the cold knowing that you are not in good health."

Ruan Jingzhi's expression was calm, and he ordered Tiangang to wash him up, left the pit in the yard, and took Tiangang to the front yard.

When he arrived, the hall was already filled with Duke Protector's family, he raised his eyebrows, and walked in.

Sitting on the main seat was Duke Protector Ruan Hongshu, dressed in an indigo four-python court dress, fairly tall, with two beards growing on his mouth, it seemed that he had just returned from court.

The first person on the right who is in his thirties is Ruan Hongshuna's concubine, the second concubine Yao Xiangming, and the three standing behind her are her second son Ruan Mubai, third son Ruan Musong, and eldest daughter Ruan Lingrong.

The four of them seemed to form a group, and they all went into battle to fight, and the second concubine was followed by the third concubine Lu Lianlan, and the second lady Ruan Lanzhi stood behind her.

Both the mother and the daughter looked timid, and they should have been squeezed by the second aunt's family for many years.

Ruan Jingzhi bowed to Ruan Hongshu who was at the head, and saw his nominal father nodding, so he sat in the first seat on the left.

When Ruan Hongshu saw his son sitting down, he said, "Guanxi, His Majesty's birthday will be in a few days, being a father means..."

Before he finished speaking, Ruan Jingzhi said, "My son understands..."

The eyes of those who said the first half of the sentence lit up, and they heard the boy continue the second half of the sentence, "The son will prepare clothes and gifts, and he will definitely not let his father lose face."

After hearing this, Second Auntie's eyes turned bitter. If Wei Ying, that slut was not born well, the position of the first wife would have been hers. Why bother to let her three children treat her like a concubine? So many years.

Now, she managed to blow the pillow all night, begging the master to give his son a chance to enter the palace, this bitch's son is cheap, his body is broken like this, and he wants to go to the imperial court to lose face.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help showing a distressed look on her face, "Guanxi, it's not that the master doesn't want you to go, but that your body is not fully recovered, and if something unexpected happens, how can I tell you?" Mrs. Confession"

Ruan Jingzhi heard the words and just flipped the tea cover, and said indifferently, "Isn't this how my body gets here every year at the palace banquet? Why does Second Aunt make it look like I'm going to die this year?"

The expression on Second Auntie's face froze, she immediately smiled and said, "Why would Guanxi say that, why would I expect you to be bad, anyway, I am also your mother"

Ruan Jingzhi took a sip of tea lightly, the white smoke covered his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he only listened to the young man saying,

"Second aunt was joking. There is a difference between honor and inferiority. My mother is just dead, but she is still a serious lady protecting the country. You are just my father's concubine. Please call me the eldest son in the future, second aunt."

After saying this, Yao Mingxiang gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart, and she could only look at Ruan Hongshu with a soft and weak expression on the verge of tears.

Ruan Hongshu met his woman's eyes, and then saw Ruan Jingzhi's peaceful look, he couldn't help but sullen, and just wanted to say something.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Jingzhi got up suddenly and bowed to him, "Father, mother's memorial day will be in five days, and my son plans to go to Yanqing Temple to chant sutras and Buddha for his mother for a year. When my mother left that year, it was too painful. I want to take advantage of my son's return." When you are alive, how many merits will you accumulate for your mother?"

These words forced Ruan Hongshu to take back what he was about to say. When he mentioned Ruan Guanxi's biological mother, he couldn't help but think of the Xieyu flower that most suited him back then. He once loved that woman too. , but Yinger left early, and her son was a medicine jar.

Thinking of this, Ruan Hongshu looked up at Ruan Jingzhi with deeper eyes, and in the end he just waved his hand in agreement.

Ruan Jingzhi bowed again, ignoring the surprised and happy expressions of the second aunt's family, and left straight away.