Chapter 130
The storm is coming!
Chapter 130 The Storm Is Coming! (two in one)
afternoon.
The carriage of the academy was driving on the streets of the capital.
It was not as hurried as it was in the morning, so the horses were not walking fast, leaving two long ruts in the snow.
In the carriage, Zhao Wenzhao opened the curtain, and the scattered snowflakes mixed with the refreshing cold wind made people feel refreshed.
"Mr. Jiang, Da Xia is really nice."
All of a sudden, Zhao Wenzhao said, "Look at the people on the street, their faces are carefree, and their steps are brisk. The shops on both sides are buzzing with people, and there is an endless stream."
"Such a scene of peace and tranquility is naturally inseparable from the outstanding students in the academy where Brother Zhao is studying, self-cultivation, and the merits of governing the country." Jiangnan raised his head and echoed casually.
"Mr. Jiang, to tell you the truth, Xiaosheng actually doesn't like reading." Zhao Wenzhao smiled ashamedly, "Study is too hard."
Jiang Nan was taken aback, "Then what do you like?"
"Of course it's horseback riding, cuju, wild hunting... the gambling house is also good, and the girl who goes upstairs is even better."
Zhao Wenzhao made no secret of it, "It's just that every time I see this prosperous world, Xiaosheng is willing to give up his hobbies, study hard, and be willing to be a brick."
After a pause, he smiled embarrassedly, "It's a little boy who is hypocritical."
"No, that's fine." Jiang Nan shook his head slowly.
The two tacitly did not speak again.
The carriage drove to the street near Xiuyi Mansion. It was just after noon at this time, and there were not too many people and it was not crowded.
Through the car window, Jiangnan suddenly saw a small figure in the snow.
She walked into a clothing store called "Jinxiuxuan", and stood in the lobby staring at the dazzling array of clothes for a long time.
After chatting with the owner of the shop for a few more words, he finally lowered his head, turned around and left, disappearing into the wind and snow.
Zhao Wenzhao let out a light snort: "Mr. Jiang, isn't this the maid in your house?"
Jiang Nan nodded, "I just laughed."
After finishing speaking, he called the carriage master to stop and walked into the shop just now, and Zhao Wenzhao followed.
As soon as the fat middle-aged boss saw the person, he hurriedly greeted him warmly.
"Guest officer, please!"
"The two sons want to buy clothes?"
However, when he saw Jiang Nan's appearance, his face changed slightly, but he soon returned to normal.
"Boss, what happened to that girl just now, why did she go out empty-handed?" Jiang Nan asked.
The boss was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, the little girl looked at a few clothes, but after asking the price, she thought it was expensive, so she left."
"She took a fancy to these clothes?"
"Of course yes."
The boss patted his chest and pointed to the clothes hanging on the rack, "When she looked at these, her eyes lit up. She must like them very much, but it's just a matter of price."
The boss sighed: "Nowadays, there are not many girls who are so frugal in this capital."
Hearing this, Jiang Nan couldn't laugh or cry.
"Boss, wrap up all the clothes she fancy just now, I'll buy them."
"Okay! Wait a moment!" The boss greeted the waiter quickly, wrapped up the clothes, and handed them to Jiangnan.
"How much money?" Jiang Nan asked, ready to pay the bill.
Zhao Wenzhao took the first step: "Mr. Jiang, the teacher ordered Xiaosheng to receive you, how can I make you spend money?"
"Boss, Xiaosheng will pay."
The boss smiled slightly: "Young masters, there is no need to argue. This should be for the two young masters."
Jiang Nan and Zhao Wenzhao were both stunned.
The two of them looked at each other, but they both saw the color of doubt in each other's eyes.
"This son is Lord Jianghou, right?"
The boss explained: "We have a word from above that Lord Jianghou has made great achievements. If you look at the clothes of the small shop, it is the honor of the small shop, and you can't charge money."
Jiang Nan cupped his hands: "Dare to ask the boss, who is the one who said that?"
"Master Jiang, it's inconvenient to say that."
The boss smiled and said: "The superior has expressed his affection, but he doesn't want to repay it with kindness. Master Jiang, please don't ask any more."
"Oh? That's a wonderful person, so I thank the boss." Jiang Nan bowed his hands in thanks.
Looking at the figure of Jiangnan, he walked out of the shop, and the carriage gradually went away.
The boss greeted the waiter to look at the store, while he walked out in a hurry.
On the carriage, Zhao Wenzhao looked at the wooden box in Jiangnan's hand, and suddenly said, "Mr. Jiang, as far as Xiaosheng knows, this Jinxiu Pavilion is... the people of His Highness the Third Highness are taking care of it."
Jiang Nan was taken aback for a moment, and understood.
His Highness the Third Highness naturally refers to the Third Prince.
Today, the third prince and the second prince are the ones with the most potential to seize the throne among the many princes.
In the past two years, the power in the imperial court has also been surging along with the game between these two.
The second prince, Jiang Nan has already seen it, and it was quite unpleasant.
But this third prince, who is also competing for the position of crown prince, only got in touch today through the boss of Jinxiuxuan.
It has to be said that the third prince... is a character.
He didn't send someone to find Jiangnan in such a hurry, but showed his favor by insinuating sideways.
Not only that, but his subordinates were not allowed to reveal his identity.
In this way, it also appears to be aboveboard, and there is no suspicion of repaying favors.
But even with all this figured out, knowing the twists and turns.
Jiang Nan couldn't help feeling a little appreciation for the third prince.
Although it is far from standing in line, but at this moment, if Jiangnan is to be asked to choose one of the second prince and the third prince to succeed the crown prince.
He will undoubtedly choose the third prince.
And this is also the purpose of the third prince.
An aboveboard conspiracy.
This is a master...
It's not at the same level as the bullying Second Prince.
I don't know how the two of them fought for so long with his skills?
When the carriage drove to the gate of Qingfeng Mansion, Zhao Wenzhao cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, don't pass by Xiaosheng here."
"When it's time to go to the filth, come and pick up Mr."
Jiang Nan returned the gift, "Excuse me."
The carriage drove away slowly, and Jiang Nan also turned and walked into the mansion.
Walking to the Jiuhuayuan where Jian Xun was located, he found that the door was closed.
A man who looks like a butler is locking the door.
This man Jiangnan has seen before, his surname is Wang, and he is the steward of Jian Xun's courtyard.
The other party also saw him and saluted respectfully.
"Butler Wang, why do you lock the door? Where is Jianxiuyi?"
Steward Wang pondered for a moment, then said: "Jiang Xiuyi, you are Miss's friend, so it should be alright to tell you—Miss has a feeling for heaven and man recently, so she found a quiet place and went to escape the calamity of that day."
When Jiang Nan heard it, he suddenly felt stunned.
For a cultivator of humaneness, no matter he practices Taoism or martial arts, he will face the difficulties of heaven and man, and there will be a total of five kalpas.
The calamity of dividing the flesh, the calamity of blood, the calamity of bones, the calamity of viscera, the calamity of spirit and god.
Every time he passed a difficulty, his strength would skyrocket, far from being on the same level as before the catastrophe.
According to Jiangnan's understanding, Jian Xun had already survived the first calamity of meat.
This time, it must be a bloody catastrophe.
This is, the butler said again: "Jiang Xiuyi, Miss looked for you before she left, but you are not in the mansion."
"I see, thank you Steward Wang for clarifying the confusion."
Jiang Nan bid farewell to Steward Wang and returned to his courtyard.
.
at the same time.
In an elegant manor somewhere on the outskirts of the capital.
The boss of Jinxiuxuan who was riding in a carriage hurriedly got out of the carriage.
Seeing this, the guard at the gate of the manor rushed to report.
Not long after, a young man in Luo clothes came out, talked to the boss for a few words, and then returned to the manor.
And the boss also boarded the carriage and returned to the capital.
In the depths of the manor, there is an attic, an attic study, a young man is leaning over his desk and flipping through books.
He was wearing a white robe without any overly luxurious decorations.
But between the eyebrows, grace and nobility are born by themselves.
This is a temperament that has been cultivated after being in a high position for many years, and it cannot be pretended.
And his face was somewhat similar to that of the second prince.
So his identity is also ready to be revealed - the third prince of Daxia.
At this moment, the man in Luo Yi who looked like a staff member walked up to the third prince and reported in a low voice.
Its content is nothing more than the fact that the boss of Jinxiuxuan met Jiangnan.
After listening, the third prince showed a smile, as if he was very satisfied with the current progress.
But Luo Yi's staff was really puzzled.
"Your Highness, is it worth it to act like this?"
He didn't speak too respectfully, even with a questioning tone.
But the third prince didn't care, he seemed to be used to it.
He glanced at his staff, "Of course it's worth it."
The staff frowned slightly. He always felt that the third prince was so flattering and cautious when facing Jiangnan, which was a little too much.
What kind of prince is this? He's almost becoming a licking dog.
Not only did his shops and restaurants not accept Jiangnan's money, but he also didn't tell Jiangnan the identity of the third prince.
If this is spread out, I don't know how much ridicule it will attract.
"Mo Tong, how much do you know about that Lord Hou?" The third prince said suddenly.
Mo Tong answered truthfully: "Big Xia embroidered clothes, sword heads in sword huts, clever words and tricks made the Western Regions cede three thousand miles of land, and will soon be named a marquis."
"That's right—that's the impression most people have."
The third prince smiled slightly, "But in the Xinfang of Xiuyi Mansion, there happened to be a dozen miscellaneous people who received the favor of my palace."
"That's not what he said."
Mo Tong was taken aback for a moment, showing resentment: "Your Highness, why didn't I know that you still have someone in Xinfang?"
The third prince laughed: "It's not an arrangement, it's just a coincidence."
Mo Tong's face became more relaxed, and he asked, "How did he say it?"
The third prince took a deep breath, "He said—Jiangnan is about to be sealed off, and many forces have sent congratulatory letters."
Mo Tong narrowed his eyes, obviously saying—that's it?
The third prince shook his head slowly, with an unconcealable look of shock in his eyes, "Do you know which forces sent letters to that Marquis?"
He snapped his fingers like a treasure, "Wutie, Weishui, Jianlu..."
At the beginning, Mo Tong's expression was quite normal.
But as the third prince reported the names of the dishes, he generally reported more names, his face gradually became horrified.
"Southern Wilderness and Nanli Tribe."
"Holy Land of Huaiguang in the Eastern Territory."
"Eastern Realm Taiyi Holy Land."
"Eastern Qinghua Holy Land..."
When Mo Tong heard this, he was already stupid.
What kind of outrageous social circle is this?
However, just when he thought it was over.
The third prince looked at him quietly, "There is also... Tianji Pavilion!"
Mo Tong trembled all over, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Heaven... Tianji Pavilion?"
The third prince nodded slowly, "Now, do you still think that this palace has gone too far?"
Mo Tong opened his mouth, but felt his mouth was dry and unable to speak.
"Scary, isn't it? Except for the Western Regions, almost all the terrorist forces in Shangyuan have an unclear relationship with this Lord Marquis."
The third prince sighed quietly, "If my palace is surrounded by such forces, why do I need to compete with that stupid brother for the crown prince?"
"Just enthroned directly!"
.
Luo Qiyuan.
After Jiang Nan pushed open the door, he was stunned.
In the originally simple courtyard, there are many small red paper lanterns the size of a fist, and there is also a festive "Fu" character and a pair of couplets pasted on the gate of the other courtyard.
Such a scene made the originally deserted courtyard a little bit more old-fashioned.
At this time, Ke'er also heard the sound of the door opening, and got out from the other courtyard.
At this moment, she is holding a broom, and there are a few gray spots on her fair face. Judging from her appearance, she should be cleaning.
"Master, you are back."
Seeing Jiangnan staring at the lanterns in the courtyard, she explained in a low voice: "Master, the old lady who sells lanterns said that by hanging the lanterns and pasting couplets, next year's wishes will be fulfilled..."
"But master, don't worry, these are not expensive, so Ke'er bought some on her own..."
Jiang Nan waved his hand, "It's okay, these are all very pretty."
Hearing this, the little girl was relieved.
Jiang Nan wiped off the ashes on her face, and asked with great interest, "What is Keer's New Year's wish?"
Ke'er was taken aback, hesitated for a long time, and said with a blushing face, "I hope... I hope I can serve the master next year..."
Jiang Nan smiled, "Is this gone?"
After finishing speaking, he put the wooden box containing Jinxiuxuan's clothes on the table, "Open it and have a look."
Ke'er blinked, a little confused, but still listened to Jiang Nan's words, and opened the wooden box of the package.
The next moment, the expression on her face froze.
"Old...Master...this is..." Ke'er was holding the wooden box, her hands trembling slightly, and there was mist in her eyes.
Although Jiang Nan asked her to buy some clothes by herself, Ke'er was reluctant to spend so much money.
However, my heart is still full of longing for those beautiful clothes.
Fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, who doesn't love beauty?
But this scene was almost impossible for Jiangnan to fix.
Isn't it just a few clothes, why are you still crying?
Ke'er's arrival has greatly improved his quality of life, and due to the habits of thought in his previous life, Jiangnan has no concept of the so-called distinction between master and servant.
He just took care of this obedient and sensible little girl as a younger sister.
So he didn't take it seriously when he bought a few clothes.
But I didn't expect that Ke'er's reaction would be so great.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, I don't know which one you like, so I bought them all, try them on, and see if they fit?" Jiang Nan rubbed her hair like coaxing a child.
"Well, thank you sir..."
Ke'er wiped away the tears from her eyes, and nodded heavily.
Then he ran into the room holding the wooden box.
A moment later, when she came out, Jiang Nan was startled.
It was a light blue brocade dress, the corners of which were dyed with a touch of vermilion, supplemented by feather-like decorations embroidered with gold silk, and a belt of the same color was tied around the waist, hanging down long.
Ke'er's facial features are already extremely delicate, but she usually likes to bury her head and wears a thick jacket, so it's hard to show it.
But now that he puts on this finely crafted and styled brocade clothes, it is like a foil, like a ostrich among flowers, showing off his face.
Although she is still young, she is an out-and-out beauty.
Jiang Nan sighed in his heart.
But if you think about it carefully, this is also a normal thing. After all, those who can be trained as personal maids by the Ministry of Rites are all women with extremely outstanding appearance and figure.
Perhaps it was because of wearing new clothes, Ke'er looked even more cramped, her cheeks were flushed,
"Old... master... is it good-looking?"
Jiang Nan stretched out his thumb, "It looks good!"
Hearing this, Ke'er couldn't help but feel joy in her heart, with a bright smile on her face.
In this way, it will look better.
.
Time passed, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
Whether it is the ceremony of conferring the Marquis or the clan's residence, it will be after the year, so Jiangnan has calmed down for a long time these days.
On the side of Xiuyi Mansion, Jian Xun escaped after a catastrophe, and Wang Chunyun seemed to be forced by his family to go to a neighboring country to propose marriage.
As a result, the already deserted Qingfeng Mansion also seemed even more lonely.
But Jiangnan is not boring.
Accompanied by Qingluo and Ke'er, while recovering from her injuries, she lived a flat life, and occasionally took them out for a walk.
Little days are extremely comfortable.
It can be said that these ten days are the most leisurely days Jiangnan has lived after traveling to this world.
At the same time, the situation in the capital was extremely calm.
Even calm enough to make some people feel strange.
Like the dullness and irritability before the rainstorm.
Until, Jiangnan entered Beijing No. 18 in the early morning, a major event happened.
On that day, the Ministry of Rites issued a notice.
——One of the [-] sacrificial vessels used in the Great Xia Court's ancestor worship ceremony was stolen.
Under the strict guards, it disappeared without a trace!
For a moment, the entire capital was shaken.
In the streets and alleys, teams of imperial guards passed by, looking for clues, which also added a trace of chill out of thin air to the originally festive atmosphere in the capital.
At this time, no one knew.
The "White Night" incident, which started the century-old changes in Great Xia, slowly kicked off just because of the loss of a sacrificial vessel.
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(End of this chapter)
afternoon.
The carriage of the academy was driving on the streets of the capital.
It was not as hurried as it was in the morning, so the horses were not walking fast, leaving two long ruts in the snow.
In the carriage, Zhao Wenzhao opened the curtain, and the scattered snowflakes mixed with the refreshing cold wind made people feel refreshed.
"Mr. Jiang, Da Xia is really nice."
All of a sudden, Zhao Wenzhao said, "Look at the people on the street, their faces are carefree, and their steps are brisk. The shops on both sides are buzzing with people, and there is an endless stream."
"Such a scene of peace and tranquility is naturally inseparable from the outstanding students in the academy where Brother Zhao is studying, self-cultivation, and the merits of governing the country." Jiangnan raised his head and echoed casually.
"Mr. Jiang, to tell you the truth, Xiaosheng actually doesn't like reading." Zhao Wenzhao smiled ashamedly, "Study is too hard."
Jiang Nan was taken aback, "Then what do you like?"
"Of course it's horseback riding, cuju, wild hunting... the gambling house is also good, and the girl who goes upstairs is even better."
Zhao Wenzhao made no secret of it, "It's just that every time I see this prosperous world, Xiaosheng is willing to give up his hobbies, study hard, and be willing to be a brick."
After a pause, he smiled embarrassedly, "It's a little boy who is hypocritical."
"No, that's fine." Jiang Nan shook his head slowly.
The two tacitly did not speak again.
The carriage drove to the street near Xiuyi Mansion. It was just after noon at this time, and there were not too many people and it was not crowded.
Through the car window, Jiangnan suddenly saw a small figure in the snow.
She walked into a clothing store called "Jinxiuxuan", and stood in the lobby staring at the dazzling array of clothes for a long time.
After chatting with the owner of the shop for a few more words, he finally lowered his head, turned around and left, disappearing into the wind and snow.
Zhao Wenzhao let out a light snort: "Mr. Jiang, isn't this the maid in your house?"
Jiang Nan nodded, "I just laughed."
After finishing speaking, he called the carriage master to stop and walked into the shop just now, and Zhao Wenzhao followed.
As soon as the fat middle-aged boss saw the person, he hurriedly greeted him warmly.
"Guest officer, please!"
"The two sons want to buy clothes?"
However, when he saw Jiang Nan's appearance, his face changed slightly, but he soon returned to normal.
"Boss, what happened to that girl just now, why did she go out empty-handed?" Jiang Nan asked.
The boss was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, the little girl looked at a few clothes, but after asking the price, she thought it was expensive, so she left."
"She took a fancy to these clothes?"
"Of course yes."
The boss patted his chest and pointed to the clothes hanging on the rack, "When she looked at these, her eyes lit up. She must like them very much, but it's just a matter of price."
The boss sighed: "Nowadays, there are not many girls who are so frugal in this capital."
Hearing this, Jiang Nan couldn't laugh or cry.
"Boss, wrap up all the clothes she fancy just now, I'll buy them."
"Okay! Wait a moment!" The boss greeted the waiter quickly, wrapped up the clothes, and handed them to Jiangnan.
"How much money?" Jiang Nan asked, ready to pay the bill.
Zhao Wenzhao took the first step: "Mr. Jiang, the teacher ordered Xiaosheng to receive you, how can I make you spend money?"
"Boss, Xiaosheng will pay."
The boss smiled slightly: "Young masters, there is no need to argue. This should be for the two young masters."
Jiang Nan and Zhao Wenzhao were both stunned.
The two of them looked at each other, but they both saw the color of doubt in each other's eyes.
"This son is Lord Jianghou, right?"
The boss explained: "We have a word from above that Lord Jianghou has made great achievements. If you look at the clothes of the small shop, it is the honor of the small shop, and you can't charge money."
Jiang Nan cupped his hands: "Dare to ask the boss, who is the one who said that?"
"Master Jiang, it's inconvenient to say that."
The boss smiled and said: "The superior has expressed his affection, but he doesn't want to repay it with kindness. Master Jiang, please don't ask any more."
"Oh? That's a wonderful person, so I thank the boss." Jiang Nan bowed his hands in thanks.
Looking at the figure of Jiangnan, he walked out of the shop, and the carriage gradually went away.
The boss greeted the waiter to look at the store, while he walked out in a hurry.
On the carriage, Zhao Wenzhao looked at the wooden box in Jiangnan's hand, and suddenly said, "Mr. Jiang, as far as Xiaosheng knows, this Jinxiu Pavilion is... the people of His Highness the Third Highness are taking care of it."
Jiang Nan was taken aback for a moment, and understood.
His Highness the Third Highness naturally refers to the Third Prince.
Today, the third prince and the second prince are the ones with the most potential to seize the throne among the many princes.
In the past two years, the power in the imperial court has also been surging along with the game between these two.
The second prince, Jiang Nan has already seen it, and it was quite unpleasant.
But this third prince, who is also competing for the position of crown prince, only got in touch today through the boss of Jinxiuxuan.
It has to be said that the third prince... is a character.
He didn't send someone to find Jiangnan in such a hurry, but showed his favor by insinuating sideways.
Not only that, but his subordinates were not allowed to reveal his identity.
In this way, it also appears to be aboveboard, and there is no suspicion of repaying favors.
But even with all this figured out, knowing the twists and turns.
Jiang Nan couldn't help feeling a little appreciation for the third prince.
Although it is far from standing in line, but at this moment, if Jiangnan is to be asked to choose one of the second prince and the third prince to succeed the crown prince.
He will undoubtedly choose the third prince.
And this is also the purpose of the third prince.
An aboveboard conspiracy.
This is a master...
It's not at the same level as the bullying Second Prince.
I don't know how the two of them fought for so long with his skills?
When the carriage drove to the gate of Qingfeng Mansion, Zhao Wenzhao cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, don't pass by Xiaosheng here."
"When it's time to go to the filth, come and pick up Mr."
Jiang Nan returned the gift, "Excuse me."
The carriage drove away slowly, and Jiang Nan also turned and walked into the mansion.
Walking to the Jiuhuayuan where Jian Xun was located, he found that the door was closed.
A man who looks like a butler is locking the door.
This man Jiangnan has seen before, his surname is Wang, and he is the steward of Jian Xun's courtyard.
The other party also saw him and saluted respectfully.
"Butler Wang, why do you lock the door? Where is Jianxiuyi?"
Steward Wang pondered for a moment, then said: "Jiang Xiuyi, you are Miss's friend, so it should be alright to tell you—Miss has a feeling for heaven and man recently, so she found a quiet place and went to escape the calamity of that day."
When Jiang Nan heard it, he suddenly felt stunned.
For a cultivator of humaneness, no matter he practices Taoism or martial arts, he will face the difficulties of heaven and man, and there will be a total of five kalpas.
The calamity of dividing the flesh, the calamity of blood, the calamity of bones, the calamity of viscera, the calamity of spirit and god.
Every time he passed a difficulty, his strength would skyrocket, far from being on the same level as before the catastrophe.
According to Jiangnan's understanding, Jian Xun had already survived the first calamity of meat.
This time, it must be a bloody catastrophe.
This is, the butler said again: "Jiang Xiuyi, Miss looked for you before she left, but you are not in the mansion."
"I see, thank you Steward Wang for clarifying the confusion."
Jiang Nan bid farewell to Steward Wang and returned to his courtyard.
.
at the same time.
In an elegant manor somewhere on the outskirts of the capital.
The boss of Jinxiuxuan who was riding in a carriage hurriedly got out of the carriage.
Seeing this, the guard at the gate of the manor rushed to report.
Not long after, a young man in Luo clothes came out, talked to the boss for a few words, and then returned to the manor.
And the boss also boarded the carriage and returned to the capital.
In the depths of the manor, there is an attic, an attic study, a young man is leaning over his desk and flipping through books.
He was wearing a white robe without any overly luxurious decorations.
But between the eyebrows, grace and nobility are born by themselves.
This is a temperament that has been cultivated after being in a high position for many years, and it cannot be pretended.
And his face was somewhat similar to that of the second prince.
So his identity is also ready to be revealed - the third prince of Daxia.
At this moment, the man in Luo Yi who looked like a staff member walked up to the third prince and reported in a low voice.
Its content is nothing more than the fact that the boss of Jinxiuxuan met Jiangnan.
After listening, the third prince showed a smile, as if he was very satisfied with the current progress.
But Luo Yi's staff was really puzzled.
"Your Highness, is it worth it to act like this?"
He didn't speak too respectfully, even with a questioning tone.
But the third prince didn't care, he seemed to be used to it.
He glanced at his staff, "Of course it's worth it."
The staff frowned slightly. He always felt that the third prince was so flattering and cautious when facing Jiangnan, which was a little too much.
What kind of prince is this? He's almost becoming a licking dog.
Not only did his shops and restaurants not accept Jiangnan's money, but he also didn't tell Jiangnan the identity of the third prince.
If this is spread out, I don't know how much ridicule it will attract.
"Mo Tong, how much do you know about that Lord Hou?" The third prince said suddenly.
Mo Tong answered truthfully: "Big Xia embroidered clothes, sword heads in sword huts, clever words and tricks made the Western Regions cede three thousand miles of land, and will soon be named a marquis."
"That's right—that's the impression most people have."
The third prince smiled slightly, "But in the Xinfang of Xiuyi Mansion, there happened to be a dozen miscellaneous people who received the favor of my palace."
"That's not what he said."
Mo Tong was taken aback for a moment, showing resentment: "Your Highness, why didn't I know that you still have someone in Xinfang?"
The third prince laughed: "It's not an arrangement, it's just a coincidence."
Mo Tong's face became more relaxed, and he asked, "How did he say it?"
The third prince took a deep breath, "He said—Jiangnan is about to be sealed off, and many forces have sent congratulatory letters."
Mo Tong narrowed his eyes, obviously saying—that's it?
The third prince shook his head slowly, with an unconcealable look of shock in his eyes, "Do you know which forces sent letters to that Marquis?"
He snapped his fingers like a treasure, "Wutie, Weishui, Jianlu..."
At the beginning, Mo Tong's expression was quite normal.
But as the third prince reported the names of the dishes, he generally reported more names, his face gradually became horrified.
"Southern Wilderness and Nanli Tribe."
"Holy Land of Huaiguang in the Eastern Territory."
"Eastern Realm Taiyi Holy Land."
"Eastern Qinghua Holy Land..."
When Mo Tong heard this, he was already stupid.
What kind of outrageous social circle is this?
However, just when he thought it was over.
The third prince looked at him quietly, "There is also... Tianji Pavilion!"
Mo Tong trembled all over, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Heaven... Tianji Pavilion?"
The third prince nodded slowly, "Now, do you still think that this palace has gone too far?"
Mo Tong opened his mouth, but felt his mouth was dry and unable to speak.
"Scary, isn't it? Except for the Western Regions, almost all the terrorist forces in Shangyuan have an unclear relationship with this Lord Marquis."
The third prince sighed quietly, "If my palace is surrounded by such forces, why do I need to compete with that stupid brother for the crown prince?"
"Just enthroned directly!"
.
Luo Qiyuan.
After Jiang Nan pushed open the door, he was stunned.
In the originally simple courtyard, there are many small red paper lanterns the size of a fist, and there is also a festive "Fu" character and a pair of couplets pasted on the gate of the other courtyard.
Such a scene made the originally deserted courtyard a little bit more old-fashioned.
At this time, Ke'er also heard the sound of the door opening, and got out from the other courtyard.
At this moment, she is holding a broom, and there are a few gray spots on her fair face. Judging from her appearance, she should be cleaning.
"Master, you are back."
Seeing Jiangnan staring at the lanterns in the courtyard, she explained in a low voice: "Master, the old lady who sells lanterns said that by hanging the lanterns and pasting couplets, next year's wishes will be fulfilled..."
"But master, don't worry, these are not expensive, so Ke'er bought some on her own..."
Jiang Nan waved his hand, "It's okay, these are all very pretty."
Hearing this, the little girl was relieved.
Jiang Nan wiped off the ashes on her face, and asked with great interest, "What is Keer's New Year's wish?"
Ke'er was taken aback, hesitated for a long time, and said with a blushing face, "I hope... I hope I can serve the master next year..."
Jiang Nan smiled, "Is this gone?"
After finishing speaking, he put the wooden box containing Jinxiuxuan's clothes on the table, "Open it and have a look."
Ke'er blinked, a little confused, but still listened to Jiang Nan's words, and opened the wooden box of the package.
The next moment, the expression on her face froze.
"Old...Master...this is..." Ke'er was holding the wooden box, her hands trembling slightly, and there was mist in her eyes.
Although Jiang Nan asked her to buy some clothes by herself, Ke'er was reluctant to spend so much money.
However, my heart is still full of longing for those beautiful clothes.
Fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, who doesn't love beauty?
But this scene was almost impossible for Jiangnan to fix.
Isn't it just a few clothes, why are you still crying?
Ke'er's arrival has greatly improved his quality of life, and due to the habits of thought in his previous life, Jiangnan has no concept of the so-called distinction between master and servant.
He just took care of this obedient and sensible little girl as a younger sister.
So he didn't take it seriously when he bought a few clothes.
But I didn't expect that Ke'er's reaction would be so great.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, I don't know which one you like, so I bought them all, try them on, and see if they fit?" Jiang Nan rubbed her hair like coaxing a child.
"Well, thank you sir..."
Ke'er wiped away the tears from her eyes, and nodded heavily.
Then he ran into the room holding the wooden box.
A moment later, when she came out, Jiang Nan was startled.
It was a light blue brocade dress, the corners of which were dyed with a touch of vermilion, supplemented by feather-like decorations embroidered with gold silk, and a belt of the same color was tied around the waist, hanging down long.
Ke'er's facial features are already extremely delicate, but she usually likes to bury her head and wears a thick jacket, so it's hard to show it.
But now that he puts on this finely crafted and styled brocade clothes, it is like a foil, like a ostrich among flowers, showing off his face.
Although she is still young, she is an out-and-out beauty.
Jiang Nan sighed in his heart.
But if you think about it carefully, this is also a normal thing. After all, those who can be trained as personal maids by the Ministry of Rites are all women with extremely outstanding appearance and figure.
Perhaps it was because of wearing new clothes, Ke'er looked even more cramped, her cheeks were flushed,
"Old... master... is it good-looking?"
Jiang Nan stretched out his thumb, "It looks good!"
Hearing this, Ke'er couldn't help but feel joy in her heart, with a bright smile on her face.
In this way, it will look better.
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Time passed, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
Whether it is the ceremony of conferring the Marquis or the clan's residence, it will be after the year, so Jiangnan has calmed down for a long time these days.
On the side of Xiuyi Mansion, Jian Xun escaped after a catastrophe, and Wang Chunyun seemed to be forced by his family to go to a neighboring country to propose marriage.
As a result, the already deserted Qingfeng Mansion also seemed even more lonely.
But Jiangnan is not boring.
Accompanied by Qingluo and Ke'er, while recovering from her injuries, she lived a flat life, and occasionally took them out for a walk.
Little days are extremely comfortable.
It can be said that these ten days are the most leisurely days Jiangnan has lived after traveling to this world.
At the same time, the situation in the capital was extremely calm.
Even calm enough to make some people feel strange.
Like the dullness and irritability before the rainstorm.
Until, Jiangnan entered Beijing No. 18 in the early morning, a major event happened.
On that day, the Ministry of Rites issued a notice.
——One of the [-] sacrificial vessels used in the Great Xia Court's ancestor worship ceremony was stolen.
Under the strict guards, it disappeared without a trace!
For a moment, the entire capital was shaken.
In the streets and alleys, teams of imperial guards passed by, looking for clues, which also added a trace of chill out of thin air to the originally festive atmosphere in the capital.
At this time, no one knew.
The "White Night" incident, which started the century-old changes in Great Xia, slowly kicked off just because of the loss of a sacrificial vessel.
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