After the salted fish is married

1. The correct way to open the cold palace

Yan Xijing lay quietly under the big tree, his eyes were empty like a salted fish.The darkness above his head was gradually dissipating, and a swaying red silk appeared in his eyes.

As a 996 social animal, he clearly knows that high-intensity work will overload his body.It's just that he didn't expect his body to collapse so quickly.

During this time, in order to catch up with the progress, he could only sleep two or three hours a day.He remembered that he was in a meeting, and suddenly his chest hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe, and his eyes turned black and white.

Amidst the exclamations of his colleagues, he fell down.As for the chest tightness, shortness of breath and dying struggle after falling down... I won't mention it, in short, the feeling of sudden death is not good.

Why are you sure you're dead?

Because when he opened his eyes, he was already in another time and space.Not only that, but he also took the body of a stranger.

It's not surprising that his mind is a little dizzy at the moment, anyone who has a memory of someone else's mind stuffed is not much better.

This memory is not someone else's, but the owner of the body he occupied.

The pronunciation of the original owner and his name is only one letter difference.His name is Yan Xining, which means to cherish a peaceful life; and the original owner's name is Yan Xining, as the name suggests, to calm things down.

The original owner's mother was an oiran in the brothel, and his father was the Minister of the Household Department.The oiran plotted against his father, thinking that having a child would allow him to come out of the brothel and live a good life.But how can someone who can be an official allow himself to be tricked by a brothel woman to ruin his official career?

Yan Shangshu took the oiran's mother and son out of the brothel and placed them in a Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city. Until the oiran's death, she couldn't step into the door of the Shangshu's mansion.

If the mother is like this, how can the unexpected child be treated kindly?

The name Yan Xining fully expresses the meaning of Yan Shangshu - if he wants to live a stable life, he has to swallow his grievances and live with tolerance.

The mother and son lived in Zhuangzi for more than ten years. It was not until the oiran died a few years ago that Yan Shangshu found an excuse to give him an identity and took him to the Shangshu Mansion.

Life in the Shangshu Mansion is not easy, the concubine's brothers and sisters need to compete for favor to live better, not to mention he is an illegitimate son who has no name or status?If he doesn't fight or snatch, the Yan family's exalted people will divide up his things; if he earns and robs, his reputation will suffer.

Then how did Yan Xining end up on this unloved illegitimate child?It's ridiculous.

A few days ago, the third prince of the dynasty, Ji Song, was seriously injured on the battlefield, and it seemed that he was going to die.In the end, the royal family was at a loss, and even thought of the stupid trick of Chongxi.

However, everyone in the capital knew that the third prince liked men, and he liked Yan Ziyue, the eldest son of Qingfeng Mingyue, the Minister of household affairs.If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have been thrown into the army for training.

When everyone thought that Chongxi's person would be Yan Ziyue, Chongxi's "honor" fell to Yan Xining.

Thinking about it, Yan Shangshu raised the eldest son with both talents and virtues, how could he please a dying person?At this moment, his unworthy illegitimate son finally played the biggest role——to celebrate the marriage.

Whether Yan Xining wanted to or not, he was stuffed into Chongxi's sedan chair.

The Prince's Mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons, but he is not the one who is happy.Yan Xining only had a face-to-face meeting with the third prince, and then violated the third prince's taboo and was thrown into the limbo.

Looking at the withered grass taller than a person in the cold palace, Yan Xining couldn't bear the grief in his heart.After sitting in the barren courtyard all night, he ended his miserable life with the red silk in his hand.

After reading Yan Xining's simple and tortuous experience, Yan Xining didn't know for a moment which of the two of them was worse.

I think he was busy in his previous life, just to save enough money before the company optimizes him.Then take the money back to my hometown, repair the old house, contract a few acres of land, and live a leisurely retirement life from now on.

It was such a simple wish, but he failed to realize it.

At this moment, Yan Xining wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, he was in a complicated mood, he didn't know who to tell about the sadness and grievance and the joy of being resurrected.

The sky is getting brighter, and the outline of the big tree is getting clearer and clearer. It is a camphor tree that is half dead.There is a faded wall under the camphor tree. The living branches of the camphor tree extend from the top of the wall, while the dead branches remain in the courtyard.

It was when Yan Xining saw this tree that he felt the will to die. Even a tree knew that there was life outside the wall, so how could he not know?But he is a living person, but he was imprisoned in the cold palace.

How long will he be here?One month or two months, or one year or two years, or... can't get out of this yard for a lifetime?

A piece of broken red silk was hung on the dead branch at the lowest point. When the cold wind blew, the red silk swayed.Yan Xining used this red silk to hang himself on a tree branch. After realizing this, his neck ached.

While lying under the tree, he thought a lot.

He and the original owner have regrets in their lives, no matter what the reason is, he has come here.To live a new life, he wanted to put aside all the burdens and troubles and live a life for himself.

After making this determination, it was as if a boulder had been removed from his cold chest, and his whole body relaxed.

At this time, hurried footsteps and exclamations came from the side: "Master! What's wrong with you, Master!"

A flash of red flashed in front of his eyes, and Yan Xining saw a young man in a gray robe galloping towards him with sharp eyes.He dug up the boy's information from the original owner's memory.

His name is Bai Tao, and he is the dowry servant chosen by the original owner.With so many servants in the Shangshu Mansion, there is only one careless young man who treats the original owner well.

Bai Tao threw himself on his chest in two steps in three steps, then raised his fist and hammered Yan Xining's chest with a pounding sound: "Master! Why are you so overwhelmed! You just left! What do you want me to do?" !woo woo woo woo!!"

Yan Xining: ...

He is not dead yet, his eyes are still blinking!Hey, can you please take a look?If this continues, he will be smashed to death!If you don't die, you will be injured internally!

Bai Tao was crying, the freckles on his face were washed out more clearly by the tears, making it even uglier.He cried so much that those who heard it were sad and those who saw it cried: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have listened to your words and went to sleep alone! Woooooo, I made a mistake, young master!"

Yan Xining couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed dryly twice.

Bai Tao finally met Yan Xining's eyes, he burst into tears and smiled: "Young master! You are not dead, young master! Young master! You scared me to death!"

After the pain in her neck subsided, Yan Xining got up slowly: "I'm fine."

Bai Tao looked at Yan Xining's neck, tears streaming down his face again: "Master, why can't you figure it out so well, why are you looking for death? Does it hurt?"

Yan Xining carefully touched his neck: "I didn't seek death, I wanted to climb a tree to have a look, but I fell down clumsily. When I fell, the ribbon was wrapped around my neck."

Bai Tao looked at Yan Xining suspiciously, and Yan Xining swore seriously: "If I really want to seek death, can I wait until now?"

Bai Tao was skeptical, Yan Xining instructed him: "Go and help me find a scarf."

He had to cover up the wound on his neck, otherwise Bai Tao had to yell at him every time he looked at his neck.

After Yan Xining fumbled to wrap the scarf tightly around her neck, the first ray of sunlight fell on the barren yard.

Standing under the eaves of the porch, Yan Xining looked at the huge courtyard and took a deep breath. He thought of a sentence he had read in a book a long time ago: Born to live in the sun, neither humble nor overbearing, persevering.

Even in the cold palace, he can live a wonderful life!

The emperor valued Ji Song very much, and the mansion he was rewarded with has a lot of history.This house is the palace where the current emperor lived when he was the prince, and its scale is far larger than that of ordinary princes.

Even the cold palace where Yan Xining lives is bigger than other courtyards.After walking around in the cold palace, Yan Xining was dumbfounded: This... is really the cold palace?

The houses in the cold palace are made of solid wood, although the carvings on the wood have peeled off, and grass has grown in the roof tiles.It's much better than the house in his hometown!

Look at this big room, any one is bigger than his rented room!Isn't this the love room of his dreams? !If the house in his hometown was like this, he wouldn't be in a big city!

Look at the big yard again, there are rooms, land and a pool!Touching the fertile black soil, Yan Xining put both hands in his hands, smiling and satisfied.

Such a big place can completely satisfy him to live a flat life!

When Bai Tao saw Yan Xining smiling, alarm bells rang in his heart.It's over, is the young master crazy? !Since last night, the young master has been abnormal, could it be that the young master couldn't bear being locked up in the cold palace?

He asked cautiously, "My lord, are you alright?"

Yan Xining raised her hand and touched Bai Tao's head: "This is a good place, we will be self-reliant in the future!"

Just as Yan Xining was about to continue inspecting his territory, footsteps came from outside the courtyard.Turning around, I saw a young man with a round face walking quickly across the threshold.

The young man is not tall but his arms are unusually long. When he walks, his arms sway slightly, which makes people think of monkeys.But with a big smile on his face, he can easily gain the favor of others.

Yan Xining quickly remembered this person from the original owner's memory. He was the housekeeper of the Third Prince's Mansion. When the original owner got married yesterday, he was the one who took the original owner to Ji Song's courtyard.

This person looks like his surname is Leng?what do you say that is?cruel?calm?

Yan Xining thought about it: "Leng Butler." It's true that he called the other party's title if he couldn't remember his name!

After the housekeeper Leng saluted, he answered with a smile: "Did the princess rest well last night?"

Butler Leng's eyes swept over the silk scarf wrapped around Yan Xining's neck, and Yan Xining felt his neck hurt again.

He said truthfully: "Not well rested."

Don't talk about rest, he rolled around the gate of hell last night!At this moment, if he said that he had slept well against his conscience, he would not only feel sorry for himself, but even more sorry for the original owner who had been hanging from the tree for half the night!

Steward Leng apologized and said with a smile: "Wenzhangyuan is a bit deserted, and the princess will get used to it after staying for a few more days. If you need anything, you can tell the villain. As long as I can do it for you, the villain will not hesitate."

Yan Xining is not a fool, he is just an illegitimate child who was married off.The third prince doesn't want him, so naturally he won't treat him kindly.As long as the palace doesn't short him for food and drink, he will be grateful, how dare he ask the housekeeper to do things for him?

Yan Xining bowed his hands politely: "Thank you, butler."

Leng Butler looked at the smiling Yan Xining, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that Yan Xining today was different from yesterday.The young man in front of him hadn't changed out of his wedding clothes yet, his body was as pine and his face was as jade in red.

At this moment, Butler Leng felt that the rumors outside were at least a little reliable: Yan Xining has a good face!

After thinking for a while, Yan Xining rubbed her hands in embarrassment: "There are indeed a few things that I would like to ask the housekeeper to help with."

To survive in the cold palace, he needs firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.Now the palace can still take care of his food and drink, but after a few years, people in the palace will find that he has no ability and no status, and when the time comes, his food will be deducted, and he will have nowhere to cry.

While the palace is still in charge, he can't lie down, he has to properly implement his plan to renovate the cold palace!

Yan Xining's eyes burst out with an astonishing look. In his eyes, although the Leng Palace is cold, it is still a palace!

He believed that as a living person, he would be able to live the life he wanted in the cold palace with his own hands!

-

The Tingsong Building where the third prince lives is located in the southeast corner of the palace. In February, the spring is chilly, and the trees in the yard have not sprouted new buds, and they look extremely depressed.A row of targets is hung on the wall on the west side of the courtyard, with countless arrows stuck in the center of the targets.

There was a murderous air on the arrow, and birds had to make a detour when they flew here.

Steward Leng skillfully walked through the corridor and stood in front of the half-closed door: "Master, the one from Wenzhang Garden asked for some things, please have a look."

As he said that, Steward Leng took out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve, on which were written a few lines crookedly.

Butler Leng bent down and held the note over his head, a gust of wind blew through the door, and when Butler Leng looked up, the note in his hand was gone.

A young man in night clothes inside the door frowned with a note in his hand: "It is said that Yan's family style is very strict, even if he is an illegitimate child, his handwriting should not be so ugly."

He tried his best to distinguish the words on the note: "This... What kind of mess does he want? Pots and bowls? Saws?"

The young man scratched his hair with a headache, and he put the note on the desk in front of him: "My lord, would you like to see it?"

Sitting behind the desk was a tall man sitting in a cramped wheelchair, his legs covered with thick blankets.

Hearing this, he didn't lift his head: "Give it to him."

2. Uncover the roof

As soon as the housekeeper of the palace made a move, the efficiency was astonishingly fast.Just as Yan Xining took off his wedding gown, the servants had already placed the things he wanted in the yard.Large and small baskets are piled among the withered grass in the yard, which looks quite spectacular at first glance.

Yan Xining walked quickly to the baskets and carefully checked the things he wanted. These baskets contained the daily necessities and common tools he needed.

Bai Tao pointed at the rake and hoe in puzzlement: "Master, I can understand that you asked people from the palace to send pots, pans and pans. Why did you ask them to send these?"

Yan Xining held the saw and squinted to look at the teeth: "Because we will stay here for a long time, these are the necessities of life."

How do you say it?If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. If he wants to transform the cold palace, it will take too much effort to rely on his hands alone.

Bai Tao was thoughtful: "Master, do you want to find something to do? Don't let yourself be too boring?"

After thinking for a while, Yan Xining agreed with this point of view: "If you think so, you are right."

People really want to find something to do, if they are too idle, they will think wildly, they will get into a dead end, and they will find happiness for themselves.Yan Xining has always believed that half of the troubles in life come from thinking too much and doing too little.

Yan Xining put down the saw and picked up the sickle. He told Bai Tao his plan: "I don't want to face these dilapidated houses all day long. I want to grow some vegetables here and raise some small animals. If one day the palace forgets us, we You can live here too."

Bai Tao looked at Yan Xining with sparkling eyes: "Master, you are really amazing, you can think of such a good idea to pass the time!"

Yan Xining smiled and patted Bai Tao's shoulder: "Stop flattering us, we will be very busy in the next period of time."

Yan Xining was not talking nonsense, it would take a whole day just to clean the house they lived in, let alone renovate the outside of the courtyard.Before Yan Xining moved in, Wenzhang Garden had been unoccupied for more than ten years.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a thick layer of ash in the room, and the eggs could not be broken even if they fell on the ground.As soon as he entered the door, he was choked by the dust and coughed several times. Would he talk nonsense about this?

The furniture in the house was decayed to varying degrees, and Yan Xining, who was seriously decayed, planned to chop them up and use them as firewood.Those who can be salvaged will be put aside first, and will be taken out for repairs when he is free.

After a whole morning, Wenzhang Garden was quiet and no different from usual.If someone walked into Wenzhang Garden at this time, they would see a lot of vitality added to the originally lifeless cold palace.

The first thing that catches the eye is the house with the doors and windows wide open, through which you can see the situation inside the house.The bluestone slabs were washed and reappeared, and water stains remained on the blue-black ground; the thick dust was swept away by the beams entwined with spider webs, revealing the simple and vicissitudes of life; visible……

Sunlight squeezed into the house through the gaps in the tiles, leaving mottled light and shadow.The breeze enters through the doors and windows, taking away the damp and decay, leaving fresh air.Birds are chirping outside, and the house is quiet and transparent.

The sight shifted from the door to the eaves of the corridor, where two ropes were tied to the pillars between the eaves of the corridor, and several beddings were hung on the ropes.As soon as the sun shines brightly, the bedding exudes a warm smell.

The biggest change is the side room on the west side. The previous side room was full of sundries, and no one could walk in.After Yan Xining and the two cleaned up, the small kitchen in the side room, which had been covered by dust for decades, finally revealed its true appearance.

After tidying up the small kitchen, Bai Tao rubbed his sore arm: "Master, it's getting late, I'll go to the bridge and wait for them to bring lunch."

There is only one way to go outside Wenzhang Garden, and that is the corridor with nine bends and eighteen bends across the lake.Ji Song sent someone to stop at the end of the corridor, and everyone who was close to the corridor would be persuaded to return.

Yan Xining replied, "Okay, you can go."

He was still worrying that he would miss lunch if he took too long to clean up, but he didn't expect the housekeeper in the mansion to be so considerate and even provide meals!While they are still making superficial articles, they can eat a meal!

She didn't sleep all night last night, and today she has been busy for a long time, Yan Xining felt ashamed, her waist ached and her back ached.He rubbed his sore waist, slowly moved to the back of the stove and lit the flame.After the water in the pot boiled, he had to take a good wash.

The firewood for the fire was pulled from the yard. After a winter of drying, the decayed grass was easily ignited.Yan Xining stuffed the straw into the stove, watching the flame grow bigger and bigger, his tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment.

But when he stuffed the slightly wet bench legs into the stove, a puff of green smoke burst out from the stove.Yan Xining didn't check for a while and was sprayed with green smoke all over his face. He coughed and jumped out from behind the stove.

After a while, the flame in the stove burned a little more vigorously, but smoke still gushed out from the stove mouth.Yan Xining looked up at the chimney, it seemed that the chimney hadn't been blocked for a long time.

He had to go up to the roof to have a look in advance.At this time, he was very lucky. Fortunately, he saw the grass on the roof, so he asked the housekeeper Leng for a ladder.Look, doesn't this come in handy?

When Bai Tao came back with his lunch box, he saw his master climbing up to the roof with a bamboo pole in his hand and stepping on a ladder.He crawled tremblingly and tremblingly, as if he would fall heavily the next moment.

Bai Tao saw that his soul flew away: "Master! Don't move! Don't move!"

Louder than Bai Tao's voice were the guards outside the courtyard: "Come here!! The princess is going to run away!"

For a moment, Yan Xining heard the chickens and dogs jumping in Zhangyuan, and Yan Xining felt a few figures rushing past in the corner of his eyes.Then he heard the sound of tiles colliding on the roof, as if something had fallen on the roof.

He stood firmly on his feet and helped the ladder to look up, only to see three or four big men in brown-red servant uniforms standing on the roof of his house.Perhaps because of the angle, Yan Xining felt that all of these big men were 1.9 meters tall.

Yan Xining looked confused:? ? ?

what's the situation?

Just before he could react, he heard a chuckle in his ear: "Princess wants to escape?"

Yan Xining turned her head to look, only to see a man in night clothes standing on a branch of a camphor tree smiling at her.Yes, it was the branch that the original owner hanged!

The man crossed his arms and leaned against the big tree leisurely: "You may not be very familiar with the terrain of our Prince Rong's mansion. Even if you go up to the roof and climb over the wall, there are guards outside the wall. You should give up your heart, my master." Having said that, let you stay in Wenzhang Garden and don’t run around.”

When he saw that there was a ladder among the tools Yan Xining wanted, he felt something was wrong. What did the people in the cold palace want a ladder for?In addition to hanging is to escape.Yan Xining must want to take advantage of the low security of the palace to run away!

Fortunately, he came to take a look, otherwise he ran away and ruined the master's plan!

Yan Xining: ...

When he and Bai Tao were carrying furniture and carrying water, they didn't even see a dog, but now, he just got on the roof, and these people came out from nowhere.What about the cold palace? !

Co-author Ji Song didn't just leave him here to fend for himself, he sent so many people to watch him fend for himself!

Outrageous!

Thinking of this, Yan Xining drew a red cross on Ji Song's face in his mind.

He looked down at the ground, then looked up at the three strong men on the roof. After thinking for a while, he smiled at the man on the camphor tree: "What's your surname?"

The well-dressed man grinned: "Princess, you are being polite. My subordinate is Yan Ke, the Chief of the Palace Guard. If you have any orders, feel free to tell me."

Yan Xining nodded at him: "You guys came just in time, the chimney seems to be blocked. Guard Yan, if you don't mind, can you help me clear it?"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ke's smile froze suddenly, and the corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably twice: "Smoke... chimney?"

Yan Xining waved the bamboo pole in his hand to him with experience: "Use this to poke it, that's right, be careful when you poke it, don't step on it."

Yan Ke: ...

Yan Xining put on a bright smile: "By the way, Guard Yan, I see that your subordinates are brave and good at fighting. I wonder if you can do me a little favor?"

Seeing Yan Xining's smile, Yan Ke's heart rang alarm bells.He bite the bullet and said, "Princess, please tell me."

Bai Tao tremblingly held the bowl: "Master, is it not good for us to do this?"

The two of them, master and servant, were eating lunch in the yard, while Guard Yan and the others were passing the chimney on the roof?Bai Tao was extremely nervous: "They said that the guards in Prince Rong's Mansion are so powerful that they can fly over walls! If we offend them, will they beat us?"

Yan Xining put a chicken leg in a white pottery bowl: "It's okay, eat well."

-

Hearing that the Song Tower was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard, Ji Song raised his head from behind the desk: "Yan Ke?"

Steward Leng entered the door with a complex expression: "My lord, Commander Yan is repairing the chimney for the princess."

Ji Song:? ? ?