Chapter 1: The bell tied by my brother
On the day Si Xuan came out of Zhaotian Prison, just in time for the sunny day, Lord Zhang, who sent her out of the prison, told her that it had been snowing heavily for several days in Chonghua, and it was only a little early this morning.
Seeing someone coming from the snowy Changlin Road, Si Xuan was stunned for a while before remembering that the old woman in cloth who was over half a hundred years old who was walking towards her was Mama Qin who used to serve in front of her mother.
Mama Qin was very worried, and after coming over, she carefully examined Si Xuan's whole body to make sure that she was intact, so she put a thick coat on her body and took her away.
On the way, Mama Qin asked her some words with great concern, Si Xuan answered a few words absentmindedly, and finally couldn't help but raise her little face from the fluffy collar and asked-
"Mama, where's my brother?"
As soon as she mentioned her brother, Mama Qin's face immediately changed, and she said with a calm old face, "The dean didn't come." β
Si Xuan was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, I learned from Mama Qin that after leaving her and leaving the Sifu, her brother Wen Yunjin has been proud of his career in the past two years, and has now become the youngest and most promising dean of the Hanlin Academy in Chonghua, with unlimited scenery and is quite appreciated by the saints.
After listening to the mixed tastes, Si Xuan gently pressed the tips of his teeth against the roof of his mouth, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Until Mama Qin took her back to the new courtyard at the end of Hua'an Street.
Si Xuan stood in the rather spacious courtyard, his posture was still proud, his eyes slowly roamed, he frowned imperceptibly, and then asked Mama Qin: "Aren't you going back to Si's mansion?" β
Mama Qin had no choice but to remind her, "County Lord, the Sifu was sealed two years ago. β
In a hurry, Si Xuan lowered his head and fiddled with his overly thin wrist and said, "Oh." β
Back in the room, Mama Qin boiled hot water and asked her to wash herself, and Si Xuan came back to her senses.
After she finished washing, Mama Qin came in with the prepared meal, and saw that she didn't even wear shoes, so she sat quietly on the couch and flipped through the account book, and couldn't help but be stunned.
The lamp was soft yellow, falling on Si Xuan's half-tucked thin shirt skirt, there was still some undispersed damp heat on her body, her two calves were against the edge of the couch, the undried water droplets slid down along her slender ankles, Si Xuan tightened her toes slightly, and there was a crisp sound that sounded suddenly.
Mama Qin's face immediately changed suddenly, she put down her meal and walked over, picked up the hem of Si Xuan's clothes and took a look, sure enough, a red rope was tied to Si Xuan's thin white right leg and ankle, and a transparent and beautiful jade bell was hung on it.
"County Lord, why are you still wearing this?"
Si Xuan followed and looked down.
It wasβthe jade bell that her brother had tied to her ankle two years ago.
Si Xuan's lips opened and closed, and he didn't know what to say, so he pushed away Mama Qin's hand, ripped off the hem of her skirt, and covered a pair of ankles tightly.
Mama Qin stared at Si Xuan's sickly white little face for a while, and then whispered two words in disgust, "Create evil." β
And Si Xuan rubbed the jade bell on his ankle through the soft skirt and his fingertips, and finally remembered something.
Si Jia...... It used to be the most prosperous imperial merchant family in Chonghua.
Because of the kinship between Mrs. Si and the Empress as sisters, His Majesty the Emperor especially valued and trusted the Si family, and asked him to supply fabrics and silk for the Imperial City of Shangdu, not to mention that even the military supplies of several major military departments in Chonghua were handed over to the Si family for coordination.
Later, Mrs. Si gave birth to Si Xuan, and within a few years, Si Xuan was canonized as the small county lord of Changyang by making an exception because he was quite popular with the Queen Mother.
In the same year, there was a great rebellion in northern Chonghua, and Commander Wen died on the battlefield in order to behead the border Rong, and Mrs. Wen hanged herself in grief, leaving behind a son.
It was at that time that his brother Wen Yunjin came to the Si family.
Si Xuan remembered that the first time she saw Wen Yunjin was on a snowy day like now, Wen Yunjin was born very good-looking, tall and thin, and was led into the mansion by her father.
Daddy said this was her future brother.
At that time, Si Xuan was standing in front of him with a kitten, looking up, his eyes were bright and he looked at Wen Yunjin who was standing in the corridor under the snow, and he only felt that his brother was so tall.
Then he couldn't help but take his hand and call his brother stickily.
At that moment, Wen Yunjin just lowered his head, looked at her expressionlessly, and let her fiddle.
As a result, Si Xuan's stickiness has been more than ten years.
Then, in the year when Si Xuan should have spent the ceremony safely and smoothly, someone reported that the Si family embezzled huge amounts of military supplies and colluded with the enemy country, and soon the Si family was copied, Si Xuan was still young at the time, and the Queen Mother interceded to save her life.
When Si Xuan was taken to Zhaotian Prison, I heard that the person who came forward to report the Si family was her brother Wen Yunjin, who had been sticking since she was a child.
"County Lord?"
Si Xuan blinked, which could be regarded as a relief from his memory.
After eating, Si Xuan settled the account books given to her by Mama Qin, although the Si family was copied, but because of the Queen Mother's pardon, the part of the property that the Queen Mother rewarded her a few years ago was still recorded in her own name.
These properties on the books alone were enough for her for the rest of her life, and this did not include the few pharmacies left to her alone.
Si Xuan closed the account book, looked up and asked, "Mama, do you know where Daddy and Mother are buried?" β
At the mention of this, Mama Qin was very angry again, "At the beginning, this matter was done by the dean himself, and the slave maid only knew that the old lady was buried in the suburbs, and wanted to see it several times, but the dean always refused to see the slave and maid." β
Si Xuan said, "I'll go and ask him." β
Mama Qin suddenly became vigilant, looking like she was afraid that she would be deceived and bullied by that person again, and stopped: "Don't go, county lord, have you forgotten who killed the old lady?" β
Si Xuan thought for a while, nodded, and closed his mouth.
The next day, Si Xuan unrepented and went out with Mama Qin on his back.
Following the route in his memory, Si Xuan instinctively went back to Sifu.
The doors of the mansion were sealed, and tattered lanterns hung from the cornices that creaked and swayed.
Si Xuan stood at the foot of the snow-covered stone steps, looked up at the plaque on the courtyard that was entrenched in spider silk dust webs, and pondered for a long time.
Si Xuan knew where the Hanlin Academy was, and when her brother was studying in Tai Academy a few years ago, she knew that with his brother's erudition and talent, he would enter the Hanlin Academy in the future and make a difference.
It's just that her brother is even more powerful than she thought, and in just two years after she was imprisoned, she has become the dean of the Hanlin Academy.
After arriving at the Hanlin Academy, Si Xuan reported her name to the guards guarding the gate of the Hanlin Academy, and expressed her intention.
The guards frowned when they heard her name, and then heard that she was here to find Dean Wen, so they lost their faces and went in perfunctorily to report it.
After a while, he walked out and told Si Xuan lukewarmly: "The dean is in the cabinet council, and he has no time to meet guests." β
Si Xuan said: "It's okay, I'll wait for him." β
The guard glanced over and saw the girl standing under the pine and cypress tree, not embarrassed at all.
It's hard to imagine that the person in front of me who posted it to find Dean Wen would be the little county lord of the Si family who grew up in Chonghua two years ago.
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