It was warm in the study, but the wind and snow outside the door were getting bigger.

Hu Yanjin folded the letter he wrote to his father, and looked up to see that Hua Qiao had fallen asleep on the table. Let her go back to sleep, she said that she was not sleepy, and she had to accompany her in the study, which would still not be able to hold on.

Hu Yanjin's heart swelled with thick happiness, from his heart, to every pore, and finally in his eyes, it became a mist.

The north wind didn't know who it was angry with, and it lifted everything it could into the air and smashed it down, and from time to time it heard the sound of ping-pong from far or near, and it even wanted to tear every door and window open to relieve its hatred.

Hu Yanjin frowned, I'm afraid it won't work to carry her back to the room, it's so cold outside, it will definitely wake her up. There was a soft collapse in the study, and the fire cage was warm enough, Hu Yanjin hugged the buckwheat to the soft couch, and sure enough, as before, he slept deeply, and he didn't even move his eyelashes.

"Little fool, I don't know if I sell it." Hu Yanjin smiled and whispered.

But tonight, what is more suffocating than the snowstorm is the air in the study of the Wei Mansion.

When Hu Yanjin saw the buckwheat at the mouth of the alley, Yi Chengjin also happened to return to the Wei Mansion. He took off his big hat and went to the study to find his father-in-law, at this time, Wei Qian was usually reading in the study.

Wei Qian has a hobby, that is, to study the writings of various countries during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and he has collected a lot of them and often compares them.

He told Yi Chengjin that the original writing of various countries is related to the character, personality, and character of the local people, corresponding to the Ming Dynasty, that is, what kind of characteristics people have in any place, and of course, it also includes his weaknesses.

"Father, why don't you use candles? The oil light is too dim and hurts the eyes. Yi Chengjin walked into the study and said with a smile.

Wei Qian raised his head, looked at the wick of the oil lamp, it was a little dark, and said with a smile: "Get used to it, sooner or later you will be dizzy with old eyes." You went out early this morning, why did you come back at this time? Have you eaten a meal? If you didn't eat, ask them to bring it to you. ”

"I ate too much at noon, and I'm not hungry yet. Father, I have something to look for you today, a big thing. ”

"What's wrong? Sit down and say. ”

"Father-in-law, do you remember when you brought me back at the door? How old am I? ”

Wei Qian frowned: "Why did you think of asking this?" In February of the first year of Yongle, the time is very easy to remember. At that time you were not yet full-term, and the fontanelle of your head was not yet closed. ”

"Do you still remember, back then, I caught a concubine of Emperor Jianwen, two of Jianwen ran out of the fire in the fourth year, caught one that year, and caught another one the next year."

"Well, there's such a thing."

"The concubine who was caught in the first year of Yongle was also arrested in February, and it had been seven months since she escaped from the palace. At that time, you noticed something strange but didn't report it. ”

Wei Qian suddenly became alert, he had never told anyone about this, how could Ah Jin know? He was full of anger and stood up from behind his desk suddenly: "Rebel! How dare you peek at my stuff! What the hell do you want to do! ”

After saying that, he took out the key and was about to open the secret compartment in the bookcase.

"You don't have to look at it, I've already taken out that booklet, and I've spent a lot of time copying it twice in the past two days." Yi Chengjin leaned back in the chair, as if he had a chance to win.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

"Father, I just want to thank you. At that time, you didn't, and reported the suspicion that my mother had just given birth, so that I was spared, and because of my stepmother's insistence, you adopted me from an unknown background. ”

"Your mother? What did you say? That concubine of Emperor Jianwen is your biological mother? Wei Qian took two steps back, sat on his Taishi chair, stared at the righteous son in front of him who had grown up by his side, as if he had never known him.

"I've met my biological father, Zhu Gaochi."

"Jian, Emperor Jianwen is still alive? No, it can't be! You're lying! ”

Yi Chengjin stood up, paced two steps in front of the desk, turned his face to look at Wei Qian, and seemed to smile:

"Is it necessary for me to tell such a lie? Father-in-law? My father had seen the jade pendant I had carried in my swaddling clothes, and he recognized what he had given my mother at that time. Also, they found the midwife who put me at the gate of the Wei Mansion back then. ”

Wei Qian's mind was in a mess and he couldn't say anything, just staring at Yizi, who was pacing back and forth in the study, the stranger who claimed to be the son of Emperor Jianwen.

"I know you have the habit of making records, originally I just wanted to find records related to my life experience, but I didn't expect to find your shocking secret, your father-in-law, your booklet is a treasure, father-in-law."

Wei Qian gradually came back to his senses, and suddenly secretly rejoiced that the incident was not written, because it was a family matter, and there was no need to record the family matter, and he didn't need to find his own handle.

The reason why Yi Chengjin said that he was a treasure was because it was full of various handles of the ministers of the DPRK and China, and some of them were even enough to be copied all over the house. With these tricks, even if you can't get the sincerity of these people, you can get their hypocrisy.

Some things, hypocrisy is enough, how can there be so much sincerity in the world?

"You're Now"

"My current name is Zhu Wenzhi, and this is the name my father gave me." Yi Chengjin interrupted him.

Zhu Wenkui, Zhu Wengui, Zhu Wenzhi? Wei Qian had quickly sorted out the information of the ministry, and he had accepted the fact that Yizi had put it in front of him. He asked: "After twenty-one years, is Emperor Jianwen going back to the dynasty now?" ”

"No, my father died ten days ago, but I will carry on his legacy and return to the court for him." Now Zhu Wenzhi propped his hands on the desk, leaned forward, and his face came to Wei Qian's eyes: "You can help me." ”

"I can do it, it's all in that booklet"

"But the record is dead, the person is alive, not to mention, the little mark you make on the record, only you know, what it means." Zhu Wenzhi suddenly smiled, as if he was still the same child running in and out of the Wei Mansion, he said:

"You are my savior, and the father-in-law who raised me, I sit in that position, are you not under one person, above ten thousand? Including my two sisters, both of them have become relatives of the emperor, aren't they all happy? ”

The balance in Wei Qian's heart gradually tilted.

This afternoon, Zhu Zhanpei just came to him, and he also wants to help him become the Ninth Five-Year Honor, tonight, the righteous son has been transformed into the son of Emperor Jianwen who was born outside the palace, and he also wants the supreme throne.

Helping Zhu Zhanpei is obviously more difficult, even if he threatens those ministers who have handles, he will have to go off the rails with his sword, and risk the crime of killing his father and brother, and if he makes a mistake, he will fall short.

And his own righteous son and his own feelings are deeper, under the banner of Jianwen's lineage, not only is it more reasonable to kill people, but there will also be more ministers to follow.

The most important thing is that as long as the righteous son rebels, how can he, the righteous father, get out of it?

No one would believe that he inadvertently hid the truth that Yang Meiren had just given birth.

And so coincidentally, this child became his adopted son.