Chapter 66: A First Glimpse of the Conspiracy
In the bustling city of Shangjing, there are also lonely places. Xie Yikou and his entourage all dressed up as merchants, and pretended to hire a few carriages to transport goods. They followed the middle-aged man into the bustling market, then turned left and right and walked to the door of a crowded house.
The word "Lin Mansion" hangs high at the door. The middle-aged man led the group in from the side door, and when they entered the courtyard, they were covered in silver, and the scene of dead branches and leaves was broken.
At this time, the middle-aged man had already communicated with He Qiuping, and his shrewd eyes fell on Xie Yikou, as if he wanted to see this person clearly from the outside to the inside.
Xie Yikou let him look at it frankly, and said very anti-customerly: "I don't think you seem to be a master either, where is your master?" If you want to help me up, you have to let me meet him first. β
The middle-aged man frowned, and seemed to reluctantly lowered his head and said, "Now is not the time for you to see the master, you just have to wait for a while, and when the master is satisfied with you, he will naturally be willing to see you."
Xie Yikou looked surprised and asked him, "So your master is the biggest contributor to supporting me?" Forget it, I have to rely on him to find me, otherwise I don't know when my dream of being an emperor will come true. β
"Childe is cautious." The middle-aged man stared at him and said dissatisfiedly, "Old Nu Mu Pan, you will be in charge from now on." You're going to live here these days, and going to Beijing is different from other places, so you need to be careful with what you say and do. β
Xie Yikou's origin Mu Pan had already read the letter sent back by He Qiuping, and he also knew a little about him, but he didn't expect this person to be so arrogant and conceited, he would say anything outside, and he was not afraid of trouble coming out of his mouth and causing fire.
Xie Yikou pretended to be impatient and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I know, grinding and chirpingβthey also live here?"
Mu Pan said: "Yes, Gongzi, please come with the old slave, and the front is the residence."
The Lin Mansion looked big, but in fact, it was a little dilapidated, there were a few submissive family members in the mansion, Xie Yikou took a closer look, and found that they had not opened their mouths to speak, and even gestured when communicating with people. Xie Yikou frowned, it turned out that these family members were dumb. That's right, except for the dead in this world, there are only dumb people who can't say things that their masters don't like to hear.
Only the walking path in the Lin Mansion was swept away, and Mu Pan instructed Jiading to take He Qiuping's men to another courtyard, and he took Xie Yikou, He Qiuping, Shang Nanyun and Du Ruoqiao to the main courtyard. A cloud of snow on the eaves slid down and fell right in front of Mu Pan's feet, shattering into white flowers.
Mu Pan stepped on it, leaving a dirty footprint.
Led the person to the room, Mu Pan said respectfully: "Childe, let's stay here for the time being, and walk around the house with you, but please don't leave the house." Shangjing is big, if the son is not familiar with the road and gets lost, he is still light, he is afraid that the son will collide with a nobleman and cause an accident in vain. β
Xie Yikou just grinned, "Needless to say, I just need to know where the palace gate opens." β
Mu Pan frowned again, walked to the door and called the two family members, and after giving some orders, he withdrew and led the way for He Qiuping and the others.
Xie Yikou knew that they were going to leave themselves to discuss, and he was so happy that he was quiet and had no curiosity at all.
Judging from the current situation, the person who "supported" him to rebel behind his back must be a person in the imperial city, but he doesn't know whether he is an official or a businessman. The man was quite cautious and didn't rush to show up. Xie Yikou is not stupid, Mu Pan wants him to live here now, probably because the "old man" wants to secretly observe him to see if he really wants to usurp the throne.
The family brought a brazier in, and the house suddenly warmed up. Xie Yikou thought that he had to be cautious these days, and the matter of contacting Wen Zhisang could only be put aside first.
At the same time, in the Shangshu Mansion.
As soon as Wen Zhesang arrived at the main courtyard, he learned that Wen Shangshu had gone to Aunt Zhuang's courtyard. She immediately turned around and walked for another quarter of an hour in the heavy snow before reaching the outside of Aunt Zhuang's yard.
Aunt Zhuang gave birth to a son, and it was when she was in the limelight, and a large number of rewards from the house went straight to her yard, which made the eyes of the ladies in the backyard hot. In order to let her feel at ease in confinement, Wen Shangshu even ordered that no one else should be allowed to enter the courtyard except for him.
Therefore, Wen Zhesang was stopped at the door for the first time.
The old lady who was guarding the door smiled and persuaded her: "Don't embarrass the old slave, the old lady has issued a death order, but no one else is allowed to enter the yard." You know, the eldest young master is still young, and he is afraid of life, what if anyone drills into it to scare the eldest young master out of the way? β
Dongyue couldn't see the dogs in their yard, so she immediately raised her eyebrows and asked: "Others are others, the eldest lady is the eldest lady, yesterday the lord ordered the eldest lady to find him, if you want to stop it today, are you still disobedient to the lord?"
"Yo, you can't say that, although the left and right are the orders of the master, but things have to have a priority, right now, it's still the eldest young master's matter that is the most important." The old mama yin and yang strange qidao.
Wen Zhesang looked ridiculous, only feeling that he hadn't returned for a long time, and there were really a lot of dirty things at home.
She is holding the warm soup lady in her arms, her face is as bright as a peach blossom, and just smiling makes people feel warm and deceitful. When the old lady saw her like this, she felt that she didn't dare to make a mistake today, after all, the courtyard was the eldest young master, the heir of the Wen family in the future. What if she is the eldest daughter? Don't you want to make way for the eldest young master in the future?
The old lady was proud like an old peacock with only an open screen, she saluted Wen Zhesang, and opened her mouth to let the maid close the courtyard door. Wen Zhesang raised her foot to reach it, and the maids didn't dare to hurt her, so they had to stop.
I saw Wen Zhesang smile and said: "I haven't been home for a long time, I can't remember the rules of the house last time." Dongyue, you talk to me. β
Dongyue comprehended, "If you commit any of the following offenses, you will have twenty rods if you don't respect the law." β
The old lady looked panicked, and then heard Dongyue add: "If there is a suitor, the rod will be twenty."
"What is the reason?" The old lady shouted, "Eldest Miss Mingjian, the old slave is just, just obeying the master's orders, the eldest lady can't get in, why bother to be angry with my old woman!" β
"What am I doing with you?" Wen Zhesang looked at her strangely, "It's just to rectify the family style, so that everyone can know who is the master and who is the slave." Today, I can't enter the courtyard of a concubine's slave, and if it spreads, it will only make the famous family in Beijing laugh. I blamed you for sharing my father's worries. β
The old lady was speechless. The first two little maids were even more stunned. Seeing this, Dongyue called someone over: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Do you want the eldest lady to do it? Remember to gag her, but don't disturb the eldest young master. β
"Yes...... Be. The people were silent.
As soon as Wen Zhesang looked up, he saw that the two maids who were guarding the door were missing one person, presumably to move the rescuers.
On the other side, the old lady was gagged and pulled out of the yard.
The snow is still falling, Wen Zhesang now sees the white scenery inside at the gate of the courtyard, several people are busy cleaning the snow, and a little maid hurriedly enters the house with a handful of freshly picked plum blossoms. The joy of Tim Ding is indeed a great joy.
She smiled and turned around, feeling a little cold. "Since my father is busy, I can't bother, so let's go back."
The courtyard door was wide open, but she didn't want to set foot in it.
Not long after returning to the courtyard, Dongyue told Wen Zhesang: "That grandma only took five hits and stopped, and it was the master himself who opened it."
Wen Zhesang's tone was indifferent, "Yes, bring her over, and the remaining fifteen must fall on her." β
Dongyue hesitated, "Can ...... After all, it was the master who personally stopped it, how can you lose the face of the master before you return home and haven't seen the master? Otherwise, it's still ......."
"Let her go? Then everyone in the house knew that Aunt Zhuang was going to become Mrs. Zhuang? Wen Zhesang put down the chess pieces in her hand, and there was an endgame in front of her, "She is a good abacus, thinking that her mother can get what she wants with her son, but I don't want anyone to be my wife." β
Dongyue lamented in her heart, was entangled and uneasy, and finally asked someone to catch the old woman, and really made up for the fifteen canes. When the old lady was dragged out, she was already out of breath, and the people in Aunt Zhuang's yard were guarding outside the yard, and she ran away like the wind with the old lady.
Wen Zhesang counted the time in his heart, and sure enough, Wen Shangshu came every moment.
"That's just a subordinate, do you want to make a fuss about someone's life to be happy?" Wen Shangshu came over violently, and when he came in, a cold wind also blew in. Dongyue hurriedly put down the thick curtain and asked someone to pour tea.
Wen Zhesang raised his eyes slightly, and then his eyes drooped, "The rules are set by the father, and the daughter does not dare to disobey the father." β
"Don't you dare? What would you not dare! When I asked you to enter the palace, you wanted to be an official, okay, the emperor favored you, and I won't say anything if I allow you. Now that you have been deposed, you are not the material to be an official. Next March is the time for the show girl to enter the palace, and you will have to go in anyway. I will not pursue today's affairs. β
Wen Shangshu finished speaking, just as the maid served the tea, he just took a sip and smashed the teacup, "Why is this tea so hot?" You can't do a little thing well. β
"If my father wants to be angry, just look for me, what do you do to embarrass some subordinates?" Wen Zhesang took a sip of tea and asked him without being salty or light, "Could it be that my father wants to kill chickens and monkeys again?" My father had used this method for many years, but it didn't seem to have progressed. β
Wen Shangshu's eyebrows were furrowed enough to kill flies, "I thought that letting you leave home to experience would sharpen your temperament, but I didn't expect it to be so sharp and domineering." β
"Yes, my father taught me well." Wen Zhesang made him speechless.
"You don't know who you look like." Wen Shangshu said with a headache.
Wen Zhesang didn't want to talk to him about anything on this issue, so he diverted the topic, "Is my father here just for a subordinate?" β
Wen Shangshu was silent for a moment, and slowly spoke: "You are the eldest daughter, the eldest sister, and several of your younger sisters in the house are facing you." But the back house can't always be without a housewife. β
"Father, have you forgotten, our housewife has already gone, and she went for my father's future." Wen Zhisang just smiled.