Little Wife Treasure [Rebirth]

Wang Youquan carried the food box and walked towards Prince Jing's Mansion. Just after passing the front yard of Prince Jing's Mansion, he heard a burst of sobbing and sobbing from the courtyard of King Jing's study.

Wang Youquan said badly, fearing that something might happen, he ran into the courtyard with small steps bumping.

The door of the study room was open at this moment, and the guards of the palace were separated on both sides. In the middle, there was an invisible servant kneeling, kowtowing and begging for mercy, with snot and tears all over his face, but the voice sounded passable.

Wang Youquan frowned, walked past the servant kneeling on the ground, and entered the study.Xie Linzheng was sitting in front of the desk, with a cup of shattered porcelain at his feet, and some oil stains and pieces of meat on the ground, it smelled like freshly stewed chicken soup.

Seeing the stains on the edge of Xie Lin's sleeve robe soaked in chicken soup, Wang Youquan angrily turned his head to look at the crying slave, "This slave was trained by some nanny, why is he so ignorant!"

The kneeling servant flinched a few times, and carefully wiped his face with his cuff, showing a delicate and clean face, tremblingly said: "I know I was wrong, I will never dare to be reckless again!" When he was speaking, he occasionally raised his eyes to look at it. Xie Lin, but seeing the man's expressionless face, his heart trembled, and he kowtowed and cried endlessly, "I beg the prince to say a few words for the servant, the servant really didn't do it on purpose, please forgive the servant this time." !"

He looked pitiful, he looked like a reckless slave who came to deliver food to the prince but accidentally knocked it over.But Wang Youquan squinted his eyes, only watched Xie Lin get up from the table, walked slowly to the servant, lifted the other's chin with his toes, and said calmly: "Who told you to enter this king's study?" of?"

"Yes... it was the mother in the kitchen who said that the prince didn't have breakfast when he came back from court earlier, and the chicken soup had been simmering on the fire, so he asked the servant to bring it to you." The servant's neck was red, and he Lie on the ground, but one face was forced to be lifted by Xie Lin, and his voice was aggrieved and intermittent, "The slave just entered the mansion, never thought that the prince's study can't be entered at will, please spare the slave's life! "

Xie Lin looked down at him, without any fluctuation in tone: "Which nanny asked you to deliver things?"

The servant shook his head, and only said in a sobbing voice that he had just entered the mansion, and he didn't remember all the names of the nuns in charge, and he had never seen the nuns in the kitchen before.

"Nonsense!" Prince Jing's Mansion has strict rules and regulations. The newly selected slaves are all taught by specific nuns and eunuchs in charge. This slave's mouth is full of loopholes, and Wang Youquan can't help but pick it up. He couldn't hear anymore, so he stepped forward and kicked the slave on the shoulder, seeing that the prince didn't seem to stop him, he asked in a high-pitched voice, "You dog slave, you are still making up things when things are about to come, and why don't you make up your mind?" Why don't you tell me who sent you in as a spy?!"

"What kind of spy?" The servant was kicked and fell to the ground. He didn't even have time to cry, so he just said aggrievedly, "I don't understand what my father-in-law is talking about."

"Don't tell me, right?" Wang Youquan glanced at King Jing, then kicked him in the heart, "Are you going to tell me?"

The servant was almost breathless by his kick, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, he covered his chest and shook his head, but still looked at Xie Lin with tears in his eyes, and even intentionally or unintentionally exposed the words he was covering his ears. The small ears with broken hair turned out to be little twins.

It's a pity that Xie Lin didn't even look at him. He just walked slowly back to the desk, and quietly instructed the guards who had been standing by as wallflowers: "Take him to the dungeon and find out who sent the spies. .”

"My lord! A slave is not a spy! A slave is not a spy!"

The servant's voice was sweet and clear, and even when he yelled, he had an indescribable sense of beauty. It's a pity that the people present were either eunuchs who had lost their roots or people with resolute hearts. From then on, he dragged the man outside the courtyard without any sympathy, and his voice gradually disappeared.

"What is the father-in-law carrying?"

The study was quiet again, Xie Lin sat in front of the desk with a military book in his hand, his eyes fell on the food box Wang Youquan was carrying, his gaze was right, "Let you go to the Marquis Mansion, you bring this back?"

"Look at the temper of this old slave!" Wang Youquan came back to his senses, slapped his forehead, and then remembered that he was still holding the pastry given to him by the prince of the Hou Mansion.

Thinking of the former slave making him forget things, Wang Youquan hurriedly brought the food box in front of Xie Lin, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and said with a little flattering smile, "Your Highness, please taste it quickly, this is a big meal." The dim sum that Young Master personally made for you was still warm when it was taken out of the Hou's residence."

"He... made it by himself?" Xie Lin was not so surprised when he heard Wang Youquan say that, but hesitated a little before reaching out to open the lid on the top of the food box.

The sweet aroma of pastries blows in when the lid is opened.

Four pieces of bean paste cakes with dark red inside and crystal clear white skin are neatly placed in the drawer of the food box, giving people a very delicate and delicious visual experience.

It looks delicious.

Xie Lin seemed a little surprised, tentatively picked up one of the pieces and took a sip, but he didn't know what to think of, suddenly smiled lightly and shook his head.

Wang Youquan thought that the taste was not good, so he couldn't help worrying: "Your Highness, but the dessert made by the eldest son is not to your liking?"

Xie Lin looked at the beautiful bean paste cake in his hand, his mouth clearly had a sweet taste, but it made him taste a little astringent. The memories of his previous life in his mind seemed to be covered with a yellow gauze. A piece of hard and bitter steamed bun was fed to himself, obviously he was very hungry, but he insisted that he had already eaten it.

"...I mixed some coarse grains when I made it, you have to eat it slowly." In the dilapidated thatched hut, the thin and small boy swallowed secretly, but still forced a smile and said, "Don't I am worried, I can find a job from Aunt Wang, and in two days the family next door in the village will build a new house, so I will work as a helper and earn ten renminbi a day.”

"I can find a barefoot doctor in the village to see you first after I get paid, and when we save more money, I can take you to the county town to see your legs." The young man's eyes flashed with longing for the future, even though they are currently living His house was barely built with thatch, and it leaked everywhere in rainy days, but he was still sure that everything would get better and better, and softly coaxed the person in front of him, "Xie Lin, you have to hold on, your life... ...the future is very, very long."

……

Xie Lin's thoughts were immersed in the distant memory, he remembered that the piece of steamed bun was not delicious, and even for a long time later, the food brought to him by the boy smelled of being cooled overnight, compared to the The palace made him used to delicacies from mountains and seas for more than 20 years, and those meals were so hard to swallow.

But people have to live, without fine clothes and good food, even if they are so miserable that they use loess to fill their hunger, they have to work hard to live.

Only by surviving can one day kill those who have harmed him.

The soft bean paste cake between fingers was crushed into small pieces, Xie Lin stared blankly at the dark red bean paste in the palm of his hand, and suddenly came back to his senses.

"Your Highness, what is this?" Wang Youquan took out a handkerchief from his arms in shock, and was about to help Xie Lin wipe the pastry powder on his hands, and said hurriedly, "If the snacks made by the eldest son are not to your liking, then this old slave will Just take it down."

"Stop." Xie Lin blocked him with a clean hand, lowered his eyes and said calmly, "You go out first, I want to stay by myself for a while."

Wang Youquan was filled with indescribable worries: "The old slave is waiting outside the door, if His Highness needs something, call the slave."

Xie Lin nodded, Wang Youquan bowed his body and walked out quietly.

The red bean cake that was crushed into powder still stuck to his hand, Xie Lin lowered his eyes, brought his palm to his mouth, licked off the crumbs little by little, and finally ate the leftovers in the clean food box very slowly of three pieces.

When he swallowed his last mouthful, Xie Lin took out an old kit from his bosom.His deep eyes fell on the stitches that were not fine in the kit, and he chuckled suddenly, and murmured in the empty air: "If you know that I waste food again, will you tell me again?" Tempered?" There was a little sadness in his eyes, but more than that, he was extremely grateful, "...Fortunately, I still have this life, and I will never let you quarrel with me because of this."

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It was night, Xie Lin closed his clothes and went to sleep, frowning tightly.

Xu Shi recalled too many memories of the past during the day, he closed his eyes and opened them again.

"Is Your Highness asleep?" Someone outside the door asked in a cautiously soft voice.

Wang Youquan stood guard outside the bedroom, looked at the extinguished candles in the room, and was about to say "His Highness has rested", when a faint voice came from the room: "Come in and tell."

In the middle of the night, the person in charge of the dungeon in King Jing's mansion came in the dark, and he was also one of King Jing's confidantes.

"Your Highness, the interrogation of the servant in question in the afternoon has been completed, and he was sent by the King of Qin." The chief in charge knelt on the ground on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "His original identity seems to be a guard from Tianxiang Tower , Qin Wang bought him, and asked Gui Gong from Jiaofang to teach them a lot of rules, and then he forged his identity and sneaked into the palace for the purpose..."

Speaking of this, the chief in charge paused, and said with a complicated expression: "It's to climb into your bed, my lord."

Xie Lin rubbed his forehead, thinking of his fourth brother who was ambitious but always mean in every possible way, he signaled the chief in charge to continue.

"For some reason, His Royal Highness King Qin seems to have decided that you would like the handsome and innocent Shuang'er. In addition to the one who was interrogated tonight, there is another one who has been placed in the Huanxifang. His subordinates have asked someone to monitor it. After one night, I still can’t see any other movements from him.”

Hearing this, Xie Lin sneered: "This king's fourth brother is really capable."

The chief in charge lowered his eyes and said: "Your Highness, what is left now is to wait for him to show his feet, or should we arrest him for interrogation first?"

"Catch them first." Xie Lin said indifferently, "Although they are not spies handed over by the method of cultivating dead soldiers, you should not take them lightly. You should catch them and don't kill them after the interrogation is over, just throw them away. Go to King Qin's bed, and see if he dares to insert someone next time."

The chief in charge lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

After the two masters and servants finished speaking, Wang Youquan sent the chief in charge away, extinguished the candles in the house again, and then went back to the door to continue the night watch.

When Wang Youquan stepped out of the door, Xie Lin sat on the side of the bed and thought about it, and then told him: "Tomorrow morning, let the kitchen make a chestnut cake and send it to the eldest son, and then the eldest son will say...the snacks are delicious. The king likes it very much."

Wang Youquan nodded in agreement.

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At noon on the second day, the little eunuch from Wang's mansion took another box of chestnut cakes to Changping Hou's mansion.

Ginkgo sent bean paste cakes out on the first day, and all night he dreamed about what Jing Wang might look like after eating the cakes. The erratic dreams made him wake up early, and he was out of his mind.

Perhaps because of a dream at night, Bai Guo accepted the chestnut cake, and before the little eunuch could speak, he asked the little eunuch anxiously for the first time, "Yesterday's dessert, His Highness Prince Jing...do you still like it?"

"His Royal Highness ate all those dim sums. He should like the food made by you very much." The little eunuch said honestly, "Originally this morning, when the prince asked the slaves to deliver chestnut cakes, he would use the chestnut cakes you gave yesterday. It’s fine to present the food box, but His Royal Highness Jing Wang happened to see it when he said it, and then the prince was scolded by His Royal Highness.”

"Wang Gonggong...why did you get scolded?" Bai Guo was nervous for a moment, but she really couldn't imagine His Royal Highness Jing's scolding.

The little eunuch said truthfully: "Maybe it's because your highness likes the things you gave your highness, my lord. His highness was very upset when the prince said he would return the food box to you, so he ordered his servants to open it." Put the food box in the private treasury of the palace."

Bai Guo opened her eyes wide: "...Huh?"

The little eunuch nodded and asked again: "Don't you believe it?"

Bai Guo: "... letter."

Apart from the matter of giving each other cakes, Bai Guo didn't see the eunuchs from the palace much in the next few days.

At that time, the body of the He family in Changping Hou's mansion was almost ready, and he could continue the endless fight with Aunt Li, but Changping Hou didn't seem to care much about his having a stroke.He was more immersed in the shadow of the concubine's death, and he only felt that the eyes of the concubine's death were everywhere in the Hou's mansion, so for a while, Changping Hou lingered in Hualou all day long. Willow Lane, stayed away from the gate of the Hou Mansion for ten days and a half months.

But when He and Li finished their fight and realized it, Marquis Changping returned to the Hou's mansion, and even brought a beautiful girl home from outside.

That Meiji is said to be the number one oiran in the capital this year. She is gorgeous in color and has an excellent figure. She is an extremely rare beauty. Even the aunt of Emperor Jin Yuan and the grandson of Princess Pingyang, the son of Uncle Xuanping, is also for this beauty. Fight with everyone in Hualou.

But it's a pity that Mei Ji is ruthless and only chooses Changping Hou as the guest of honor.

Marquis Changping got such a beauty, he wished to pamper people to the sky, give the stars but not the moon, that Meiji said that he wanted a title, Marquis Changping immediately bought her back with a lot of gold and silver, took over the house and took concubines Then Meiji said that she didn't want to be inferior to too many people in the house, and the Marquis of Changping would immediately adopt her as a noble concubine.

Noble concubine, even Mrs. Li served Changpinghou for so many years, and gave birth to a pair of children for him, but failed to be promoted to be a noble concubine. That Meiji made Changpinghou agree with her lightly, which not only aroused He's fear of her, It made Li almost tear the veil in his hand.

The flames of war in the Hou's mansion continued, and Meiji was born next to the Marquis of Changping. She was arrogant and domineering, and Li Shi didn't like her, so she punished Li Shi to kneel on the gravel road. He didn't like her Pleasing to the eye, she moved to Changpinghou, and asked Changpinghou to reprimand He, and told her to kneel in the ancestral hall to commemorate Changpinghou's original wife.

After all, in front of the original spouse, He's stepwife is just a concubine just like her, so who will be the noble one?

Bai Guo heard the story from the servants in Ding'an Residence, and it was the first time that she was a little curious about Mei Ji who suddenly broke into Changping Hou's Mansion.

Coincidentally, just in the afternoon of this day, that Meiji came uninvited and stepped into Ding'an Residence with a few maidservants.

"Zhao Ji wandered around in the garden unintentionally. When she saw the plaque of Ding'an Residence, she was curious for a moment, but she didn't want to be the residence of the eldest son." .

At that time, Bai Guo was imitating the next small snack that he could make in the small kitchen with the fairy system in his heart, when he suddenly heard a soft female voice in the yard, and he was quite dazed and didn't react.

The servants in the Hou's Mansion always act according to the face of the person, and the servants in Ding'anju are even more distressed. They originally wanted to stop this noble concubine master who was newly adopted by the Hou Ye so that the eldest son could be notified. But this concubine's master insisted on breaking in, they...they were too timid to stop her.

Seeing the panic and distress of the servants around him, Bai Guo pursed his lips and got up and said, "Aunt Zhao... is here to settle down, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ji sat down softly opposite Bai Guo, and said with a chuckle, "Young Master, don't call Zhao Ji like this, aunt and aunt, I always feel like I'm going to call you old."

Bai Guo pursed her lips tightly, but she didn't know whether Zhao Ji's intention for coming was good or bad.

Zhao Ji saw that he was tense, and seemed to be vigilant, so she couldn't help laughing "puchi", holding her cheek and said, "Young master, don't be so nervous, Zhao Ji didn't come to trouble you."

Bai Guo looked up at her.

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Don't you invite me to have a cup of tea?"

Bai Guo poured her a cup.

Zhao Ji smiled again: "Sure enough, Eldest Young Master and Lord Lingtang are both gentle people in the same line."

Bai Guo looked at her in surprise: "You, you know my mother?"

"Not only acquaintance." Zhao Ji clasped the teacup with her sallow fingertips, her tone was clear and reminiscent, "Ling Tang...had saved Zhao Ji's life back then."

Bai Guo opened her eyes wide, but she didn't know whether what Zhao Ji said was true or not.

"Zhao Ji is here to repay her kindness, and she is also here to take revenge." Zhao Ji put down the teacup, looked at Bai Guo carefully, the smile on her face gradually faded, she approached Bai Guo, and said in a voice like a ghost, "I still hope you Young Master, the Marquis Mansion is right and wrong in the courtyard, otherwise, if Zhao Ji's revenge affects the eldest son, she will be sorry to her benefactor under the nine springs."

After she finished speaking, she turned around with a smile on her face, and sat back in her original position.

Bai Guo frowned, slightly stumbled and said, "You're not afraid... I'll tell, someone else?"

Zhao Ji smiled lightly and shook her head: "Young Master won't."

She came suddenly and left quickly. Before Bai Guo could figure out who Zhao Ji was looking for revenge, Zhao Ji took her maidservant and went back to the backyard to harm the unnamed concubines around Marquis Changping. .

In the next few days, there was still chaos in the Hou's mansion. Because of Zhao Ji's strength, both the He family and the Li family died down. Instead, they concentrated on dealing with Zhao Ji. Trembling in the whirlpool, maybe one day I will be made the unlucky ghost of that pot.

And the days went on like this, more than a dozen miles outside the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Zhenbei Army returning from the victory marched in uniform steps, holding high the flaming flag engraved with the auspicious pattern of the Great Jin Dynasty and the words Zhenbei Army, and finally He set foot on the official road with a smooth road.

Outside the gate of the capital, enter Beijing to check the entrance.

"Father, I'm about to break my leg. Why hasn't this line arrived yet?" Wei Liangyin had a grass in his mouth, with a straw hat on his face, his skin was flushed from the sun, "If I had known, I wouldn't have made it." I listened to you, not to mention the long way back from northern Xinjiang, and the horse was still running to death on the road... tell me, how will you compensate me after entering the city?"

Wei Xizhou wiped off the sweat from his face, and only held Wei Liangyin's nape, he said, "I never saw you so coquettish when we were marching and fighting. Why did it not come to you and me to show off when we arrived in the capital? Is your temper coming up first, you jiaojiao?"

"I'm so squeamish!" Wei Liangyin broke away from Wei Xizhou's two fingers, and Ula Ula said, "Didn't you say that our Wei family is a rich family, and if we agreed to return to Beijing, we would take me to eat wine and drink meat." , Why is this all at the gate of Daocheng, and you haven't even seen the pomp of the aristocratic family?"

"You brats are not allowed to swear!" Wei Xizhou frowned, and finally it was the two of them's turn in line, and after paying the interrogation fee of two copper coins, Wei Xizhou rolled up his sleeves, showing a little vigilance and suspicion in the eyes of the interrogating guards. With a kind smile, he picked up Wei Liangyin and said, "Don't run around, I'm here to show you our Wei family's mansion, it's a famous mansion with a history of hundreds of years!"

After a stick of incense, in front of the Weifu mansion.

"Father, is this the century-old house you mentioned?" Wei Liangyin looked at the overgrown weeds in front of him, which looked like a ghost house, and frowned and said, "Why does this look like a house that has been abandoned for 100 years? .”

With a sullen face, Wei Xizhou walked up to the mottled red-painted gate, stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and the rusty iron chain of the mansion gate broke with a "clang".

"Go ahead and have a look."

Wei Liangyin touched his arm and said "Oh".

Wei's mansion is not only dilapidated on the outside, Wei Xizhou walked into the mansion, looking at the dry vegetation in the courtyard, the moss-covered stone road, and the cobwebs that were clumped together under the eaves, he pushed them away from the front hall. He opened the door of the house, but found that the inside was empty, as if locusts had passed through, except for the broken tables and chairs, there was nothing.

"Father, isn't our Wei mansion being robbed by robbers?" Wei Liangyin looked at the "clean" house, poked Wei Xizhou on the back, and said very distressed, "Our people still have two days to get out of the house." So, where shall we live these two days?"

Wei Xizhou has been silent since the moment he saw the desolation of the Wei Mansion. When Wei Liangyin asked, he just closed the door lightly and forcefully, and said in a deep voice: "It's not easy to reveal my identity right now, so go to the inn to stay overnight Let's wait until tomorrow, you follow me to the streets to find out what happened in Beijing these years."

Wei Liangyin touched his hungry stomach and said, "Oh, I see."

The two had a hasty rest overnight in the inn in the capital. At noon on the second day, Wei Xizhou took Wei Liangyin to the largest restaurant in the capital. Wei Liangyin still had the straw hat on his head, covering his ears at the right time. A very inconspicuous red earring.

There are quite a few diners in the restaurant, and everyone from different schools of thought is mixed here.

As soon as Wei Xizhou and Wei Liangyin sat down, they heard the young man on the table next to him spitting out the most shocking gossip in recent days in Beijing.

"What do you think the oiran of Xianglou was blind that day? Not only did he reject Uncle Xuanping's wishes, but he chose the Marquis of Changping who was the most incompetent among a bunch of high-ranking officials and dignitaries?" The young master took a sip of wine, probably unable to understand, he pushed his friend and said, "Quickly tell me, are we blind, or is the oiran blind?"

"Are you stupid?" The friend glanced at him and said, "The oiran must be more understanding than you think. You said that he was blind, but now he has become the noble concubine of the Marquis, so he is worse than the Marquis." Besides, I heard that Zhao Ji is not low-handed, and a few days ago, Madam Changping Hou was forced to kneel in the ancestral hall as a punishment."

"real or fake?"

"It can't be faked! I heard that my uncle's niece and daughter-in-law's cousin worked as a maid in Changping Hou's mansion, and she said it herself when she got home! Tell me, if Zhao Ji chooses the son of Uncle Xuanping According to the rules of Uncle Xuan Ping's mansion, can she really be taken into the mansion by the son? You must know that the son of Uncle Xuan Ping has not yet asked for a wife, and she is raised as a concubine!"

"You're right." The young master felt that what his friend said was quite reasonable, and he figured it out after a while, but his eyes showed envious and hopeful jealousy, "Then Zhao Ji, I had a look at Zhao Ji from a distance earlier, To be honest, even if I want to spend only one night with her, even if I die, I would be willing... Humph! It is for nothing that Marquis Changping got such a beautiful woman."

"Just be your dream of Spring and Autumn!" The young master's friend curled his lips and said, "You really want to be that romantic ghost, but Zhao Ji still doesn't want to..."

"No reason!"

The waiter in this side shop just served a pot of hot tea, Wei Liangyin was rubbing his hands to quench his thirst, Wei Xizhou slapped the table hard, startling everyone.

"He, Marquis Changping, is so courageous that he dares to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife? Could it be that his Bai family is bullying the Wei family and leaving no one there!"

He said this in a loud voice, which caused people around to look at him frequently.

"Brother, you said that." A young man dressed as a scholar next to him couldn't help but say, "Marquis Changping spoiled his concubine and killed his wife. What's the matter with Guan Wei's family? If you want to be angry, it should be the He family who is angry, or the concubine Hui's direct relatives. As for my younger sister, it would be a joke among the aristocratic family to be overwhelmed by the whore from the brothel."

"...What He family are you talking about? Isn't the wife of the Marquis of Changping the daughter of the Wei family?" Wei Xizhou listened to the scholar's glance, his eyebrows twitched, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Oh, you mean the Wei family." The scholar glanced at Wei Xizhou in surprise, sized him up carefully and said, "Don't tell me you've been out of Beijing for a long time and just came back from another place. The original wife of the Marquis of Changping was in her late teens." He died of illness a few years ago, and his current wife is his stepwife from the He family."

"What did you say?!"

Wei Xizhou's eyes widened, and he froze in place, as if he couldn't believe his ears.