In the middle of the night, a man dressed in a coarse cloth shirt and a turban pulled a cart towards the back door of Su Tingjing's mansion, which was full of very fresh melons, fruits and vegetables, as well as three or four wooden barrels with lids, and those barrels with thick waists were half a man high.

I saw that the cart stopped outside the back of the Su Mansion, and more than a dozen servants came out of the door, and moved the things on the cart into the mansion in an orderly manner.

He walked up the steps quickly, along the verandah in the backyard, through a plum forest, and trotted all the way towards Su Tingjing's study, almost bumping into the little maid in charge of sprinkling and sweeping in the porch, and the people passing by didn't have time to greet him.

Su Yuanyuan stood at the desk, holding a pen in one hand and holding his sleeve with the other, this is his new pen, Hetian Yu's pen holder, the tip of the weasel tail hair, whether writing or painting, are flowing and swaying, he is copying a landscape painting.

The housekeeper gently came to Su Tingjing's side and bowed: "Master." ”

"Hmmm! You're coming just right. Su Tingjing raised his eyes and glanced at the butler, smiled and pointed to his painting, "Come and see, what do you think?" ”

The butler arched his hand, "The master's painting is naturally excellent." ”

"Slap the sycophants!" Although Su Tingjing joked like this, he was very happy in his heart, he dipped the pen in the inkstone again, and picked up the pen to prepare to add a few more strokes to a green pine.

The butler took out the letter from his sleeve and offered it with both hands, "This has just been delivered, please take a look at it." ”

It's dark early now, after all, it's winter, and all the lights in the study have been turned on early, Su Tingjing picked up the stove on the table and covered it, and handed the stove to the housekeeper, he took the letter, opened the envelope, pulled out the letter inside, shook it open, and looked at it by the light.

At this time, one of the two servants carried a charcoal basin into the study, and the housekeeper beckoned them to quietly put the brazier close to Su Tingjing, and motioned for the two servants to retreat quietly, and then closed the door of the study.

The housekeeper turned his head to look at Su Tingjing, although there was a brazier beside him, but in this season, the clothes still looked thin, but fortunately, there was a thick cloak in the study, and the face and inside were mink, which was very warm.

"Master, your body matters." The housekeeper took the cloak and put it on Su Tingjing.

Su Tingjing frowned, but after reading the letter, he looked puzzled, and turned his head to ask the housekeeper: "The letter said that the prince brought back a prince from Beili, and secretly hid in the East Palace, and did not show it to His Majesty, and also put this person under house arrest in the side hall, do you know about this?" ”

"Yes! The old slave also heard about it. ”

Su Tingjing put the letter in the charcoal basin and asked lightly, "Why did you say that the prince hid this person in the East Palace?" ”

"The old slave is also strange, if this person is a friend of the prince, then there is no need to be under house arrest, but if it is a proton who came back from Beili, it should be reported to His Majesty, and the prince will not know, but now he has quietly hidden the person in the East Palace, this person is not so simple for the prince."

Su Tingjing got up, gathered the cloak on his body, and slowly paced back and forth thoughtfully in the study, the wind brought up when he walked blew the candle flame on the candlestick next to him, and the burned wax on one of the candles slowly flowed down the body of the candle.

"That'...... As far as you can see, what is the prince trying to do? Su Tingjing walked to the window, looked up at the sky, and put his hands into his sleeves.

The housekeeper walked over, handed the stove in his hand to Su Tingjing, and arched his hand: "The old slave doesn't dare to say anything." ”

"Tell me about it, and I won't be guilty if it's wrong."

The housekeeper thought for a while, bowed his head and said: "According to the informant from the East Palace, the prince seems to be a little unusual to this prince of Beili, and he went to Chunxianglou to listen to the play a few days ago. ”

"Listening to a play?"

The butler smiled and said, "Exactly! ”

Su Tingjing turned around and walked behind the desk, and sat down slowly, "Interesting, which one do you hear?" ”

"It was originally supposed to be "The Ballad of Jujube Children", but the drama was changed by His Royal Highness the Prince, and Wu Bozong had been looking for his brother for 18 years, and it was changed to the story of the two brothers who met by chance after being separated for many years, and recognized each other with half a piece of jade, but they couldn't recognize each other openly.

The story also mentions that the two brothers' mothers were taken captive because of the war, and later gave birth to a son who was forced to abandon it, but put half a piece of jade jue in the swaddling clothes, and later the woman and her captor gave birth to another son. The butler bowed and bowed.

Su Tingjing recalled carefully, this story was very familiar, as if he was familiar, his eyes were condensed, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Do you remember, I once mentioned to you that during the battle of the Southern Jin Dynasty, His Majesty had taken back a woman from Beili?" ”

"Yes, the old slave remembers, the old man seemed to say that the woman was actually a human wife and pregnant, could it be that the old man was suspicious?"

Su Tingjing turned his head slowly, with a sinister look, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "The woman the old man said is the former Hui Guifei, don't you think that the woman in the drama is very similar to the Hui Guifei who has passed away?"

Not long after Concubine Hui was brought back by His Majesty, she gave birth to a child, and the palace felt ominous and was given to death by His Majesty, but no one really saw the child's bones.

Therefore, the old man dares to assert that it is no accident that the prince brought the prince back, this time he secretly went to Beili alone, it must have been premeditated in advance, so it seems that this prince of Beili is probably the child who was given to die back then! ”

"Then, do you need to send someone to check this matter again?"

Su Tingjing picked up the tongs under the charcoal basin and gently dialed the carbon in the basin, "Check!" Of course, it has to be investigated, but it can't be extended, and in addition, the imperial doctor replied that Jia'er already has the prince's flesh and blood, and the sex of the fetus can be roughly predicted in a few months.

If it is an imperial grandson, and finds evidence to confirm this matter, the old man will definitely be like His Majesty and abolish his position as the crown prince, so that my grandson will naturally become the future prince, and in this world, he will have the surname Su from now on. ”

"The old slave doesn't understand, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ascends to the throne, the child of the crown princess is the eldest son of the princess, and he will definitely be established as the prince, why does the lord want to ......?"

Su Tingjing's eyes widened, and he was so anxious that his muscles burst out, and he gritted his back molars and said, "Don't forget, my Su family used to support the former prince, and there are too many variables in the future!" Today's prince and the old man have always been at odds!

Instead of worrying about the unpredictable future, it is better to find a way to change the world now, if Jia'er can have her own son, why should she go far! Could it be that the prince can be closer to the Su family than the old man's grandson? ”

"The old man is wise!"