Ye Qingcheng hurried to the capital overnight, and finally arrived in the capital before the city gate closed on the third night.

He hurriedly took a bath, and he didn't care about asking Old Lady Ye and Ye Shouyi to say goodbye, so he wanted to go to the peony courtyard.

I didn't want to get the news, Ye Qingshu, Ye Shouyi, and the Zhi family all went to the Zhiguo Mansion, and tomorrow is the day when the old Guogong abdicates and Zhi Chun inherits the lord!

The holy decree of Zhichun Chengjue has already been made, and what is missing is only the last step to worship the ancestors and hold a celebration.

Originally, the Zhiguo Mansion wanted to wait for Zhi Qihua's legs to walk at least a few steps, and then do it together with Zhi Qihua's inheritance of the prince and the coronation ceremony.

I didn't want to, but I couldn't wait, plus Zhi Qihua went out to seek medical treatment, for fear of arousing the sideways eyes of people with a heart, Ye Qingcheng and Zhi Qihua agreed that day, and falsely spread the news that Zhi Qihua's condition had deteriorated and he needed closed-door treatment to cover up the fact that Zhi Qihua had already left Beijing.

And Zhi Chun chose to inherit the title at this time, in order to make the world believe that Zhi Qihua's condition was indeed deteriorating and he needed to be happy, and he couldn't even show up on such a big day.

Ye Qingcheng didn't expect to arrive just in time, so he had to go to greet Old Lady Ye and Pang Shi first, went back to Jiwei Courtyard to rest overnight, and rushed to the Zhiguo Mansion early the next morning.

Inheriting such a grand celebration as the national prince, the preliminary preparation, the middle process, and the later aftermath are all tedious and complicated.

The master of the Zhiguo Mansion was already small, and Zhi Qihua was not there, although the Shu family invited Ye Shouyi and Ye Qingshu to help, they were still busy, and when they saw Ye Qingcheng coming, they were overjoyed and handed him a lot of things.

Although Ye Qingcheng was anxious to see Ye Qingshu, he could only deal with the matter handed over to him by the Shu clan first.

After being busy, he was sent to accompany the guests by Shu's branch, although Shu's had a lot of dislikes for Ye Qingcheng, he also knew that he was the most secure in handling things, and he was even more exquisite in receiving people and things, but at such a time, he couldn't take care of those little suspicions.

The men were in the outer courtyard, the women were in the inner courtyard, Ye Qingcheng hadn't met Ye Qingshu all day, and finally waited for all the visitors to be sent away, and then ordered the later things one by one, and was about to make a list of things and make a charter, just wrote a few words, when he heard a happy voice sound, "Brother?" ”

Ye Qingcheng followed the sound and saw Ye Qingshu standing under the red lantern at the door, looking at him with a smile.

She is the niece of the successor Zhiguo Gong, and she is dressed solemnly and formally today, wearing light makeup, wearing a crown of purple and gold eight treasure beads, and is exceptionally beautiful and dignified under the warm light of the red lantern.

Ye Qingcheng was slightly distracted, then laughed, got up and greeted him, "Why are you here?" ”

"I've heard for a long time that my brother has come back, and I haven't been available."

Ye Qingshu looked at Ye Qingcheng carefully, and saw that although he had lost some weight, he was in good spirits, so he was relieved and said with a smile, "The guests have all been sent away, nothing serious, they will all be left for tomorrow, and I will go with me to say goodbye to my grandfather and grandmother."

Ye Qingcheng smiled and nodded, and the two of them didn't call the sliding rod, and walked side by side towards Rong'an Hall.

Ye Qingcheng knew that Ye Qingshu must be anxious to know Zhi Qihua's condition, so he carefully talked about them one by one, and talked about what he had seen and heard on the road.

They were still in the Zhiguo Mansion at this time, and they were about to go to see the old Duke of Zhi and the others, Ye Qingcheng hesitated for a while, but decided to suppress the matter of his life experience first, so as not to disturb Ye Qingshu and provoke suspicion.

Rong'an Hall is full of people, except for Zhi Chun and Zhi Qiyi, there is still something to do, and before it arrives, the other masters have arrived.

Ye Qingcheng and Ye Qingshu saw each other one by one, and the old lady said busily, "It's all a family, what do you do with so many courtesies?" Brother Cheng, come here, let my grandmother take a good look, she has lost weight! ”

Ye Qingcheng stepped forward with a smile, half-kneeling on the foot in front of Mrs. Zhi, Mrs. Zhi looked carefully for a long time, took his hand and shed tears, "My good son, this is not only thin, but also tanned!" It's hard for my good boy! ”

Ye Qingcheng's heart warmed, and he said softly, "Grandmother, it's not in the way, I must have eaten and slept at home these days, slept and eaten, and I guarantee that I will come back in a few days, and I will be more handsome than before!" ”

The old lady laughed out loud, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

Old Madam Zhi patted him with a smile, and said to everyone with a smile, "You all complain that my old lady hurts this grandson more than her own grandson, now you know the reason, right?" Not to mention anything else, this likable clever mouth alone is much stronger than Brother Hua'er! ”

Everyone smiled and agreed, only Shu's eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head and picked up the teacup.

Ye Qingcheng talked about Zhi Qihua's situation of seeking medical treatment from Aunt Bian, and when he heard Zhi Qihua say, Aunt Bian said that he was seventy or eighty percent sure that Zhi Qihua would walk like an ordinary person, and when it was not good, he could also let him help people walk slowly, Mrs. Zhi couldn't help crying bitterly, and hugged Ye Qingcheng, who was half-kneeling in front of her, into her arms.

"Good boy! Thank you for your trouble! Our branch of the government is full of people, and they will always remember your great kindness! ”

Zhi Lao Guogong and the others all had slightly wet eyes, and Shu Shi threw himself into the pearl's arms and choked uncontrollably.

Although Ye Qingshu already knew, seeing this situation, he couldn't help but have a sour nose, and his voice was slightly choked to persuade the old lady, "Grandmother, it's a good thing that my cousin is expected to be able to heal his leg, why is my grandmother still crying?" ”

Ye Qingcheng also persuaded softly, and after a while, Mrs. Zhi stopped crying, but she hugged Ye Qingcheng and refused to let go, and kept calling good boy.

Because of the good news brought back by Ye Qingcheng, and the happy event of Zhichun Chengjue, the dinner of the Zhiguo Mansion was extremely happy, and they did not disperse until the middle of the year.

Ye Qingshu has been busy with his feet not touching the ground these days, and he drank a few glasses of wine at night, and slept until the next day before waking up leisurely.

She wanted to lie on the bed for a while, but suddenly remembered that Ye Qingcheng was back, and hurriedly shouted, "Someone!" ”

Fang Yuan came in and said with a smile, "Girl, the uncle came early in the morning and wrote in a while!" ”

"Can you send someone to serve?"

"Uncle said no."

Fang Yuan smiled and lifted the tent, "Just now, the Duchess sent someone to say that I will thank you for being the east today, and invite the lord and wife to have a day together with the uncle and the girl."

Ye Qingshu frowned, Ye Qingcheng was afraid that he would have to leave soon, there must be a lot of things to arrange before leaving, and he would waste another day, so there would not be much free time-

Ye Qingshu washed, changed his clothes, and went directly to the west, and sure enough, he saw Ye Qingcheng sitting upright in front of the bookcase, carefully copying the calligraphy in front of him, which was still the handwriting written by Ye Shouyi who she gave him to practice four years ago.

Ye Qingshu stepped forward to pick up the ink block, grinded the ink unhurriedly, and said with a smile, "Brother has been copying his father's handwriting, and he is not annoyed?" ”

Ye Qingshu put down the last stroke of the words he was writing seriously, and then put down the pen and looked at Ye Qingshu with a smile, "I can't write my father's style and bone pen power, and it's useless to copy it."

"And what else do you write?"

Ye Qingcheng smiled, "Although I know it's useless, I always have a little extravagant hope, and I gather my armpits into a fur, maybe, one day it will work?" ”