Heartburn

"Nephew Fu Xian is struggling on this journey, why don't you take a good rest in the room?" Unlike the joy of young people when they saw Master Fu, although the middle-aged woman in the first seat smiled mildly, she seemed to have a point in her words. I don't know if I'm too eager to blame.

"It's no wonder that Lord Shen, it's Ruo Zhen that is anxious... This young lady, but the author of that poem just now?" He leaned slightly towards the other party, then turned to face the direction where Jiang Zhuo and I were sitting. The two looked at each other's faces for a moment, and then asked me as if they were sure.

I'm not sure that Young Master Fu has denied my identity, nor do I want to inexplicably replace the authorship of the poem, but silently sipped the tea at hand, bowed his head and did not look at him.

My avoidance fell in the eyes of those who admired and became arrogant and rude, one by one, glaring at me, and some uncomfortable people were already attacking the case, and they were about to happen immediately.

Master Shen, who only listened to the first seat, flicked a folding fan, and laughed loudly: "From the perspective of the official, this time the leader of this poem meeting is still Miss Lin Yuanzhi Lin who has re-elected... Do you have any objections?"

When she interrupted, the literati and scholars were stunned, but they also responded to the trend, but Miss Lin's face only had a very faint smile-if it were not for her insults, it would be that the result did not make her very happy. Up.

Feeling that if she had the sight that seemed to be cast at me, I couldn't help but guess-could it be because of the talent that this Miss Lin thought I had robbed her of the limelight, and was ill-informed by the leader?

This thought taught me not only to frown and look at the instigator who intervened; I listened to her and said: "Okay, then I will ask Mr. Fu to cash in on this poem meeting and have a talk with Lin Kui... the rest of the monarchs. , Please feel free to do so. If the official has something to do, he will go ahead and say goodbye."

When the words fell, he arched his hands at will, then Master Shen got up and walked to the back yard, leaving behind the people who hadn't recovered yet and looked at each other.

——Ha, the sweet rewards that the shop's second person said, shouldn't it be a round of talk with this young master, right?

Fortunately, I still have a lot of speculations...I knew so, and said nothing to come to this muddy water.

Losing face is a small matter, and being recognized can be troublesome.

"In that case, let's go too." While everyone was still discussing, Jiang Zhuo and I said quietly, getting up quickly.

At this time, I saw the steward trotting in front of us, with a flattering smile: "Two distinguished guests stay for a while, my grown-up invites two backyard study rooms to gather together, and discuss something important."

I glanced at Jiang Zhuo hesitantly. She nodded noncommittal and motioned to me to decide on my own-I was really curious about the reason why Lord Shen did this, and after repeated consideration, she finally agreed.

Following the steward, he walked through the garden corridors and rockery trails, and finally came to a study room full of ancient charm.

Pushing the door in, Master Shen was sitting behind the desk, looking at a few plain floral notes on the desk leisurely, and when he saw us, he just nodded slightly: "You are here...Come in."

As soon as we stepped into the study, the supervisor thoughtfully closed the door for us.

I cleared my throat, and I was about to speak, but saw the middle-aged woman who had been sitting well jumped up from her seat, fluffed her clothes, and knelt in front of me with a big gift— —The muffled sound of forehead knocking on the green brick floor made my heart jump.

"Xiaguan Guozi Supervisor Shen Youlan has seen the young master." She did not get up after the salute, but kept kneeling on the ground, and said respectfully.

——The Imperial College is equivalent to the education department of the country, so Shen Youlan should be regarded as a leading cadre of the Education Bureau.

It would be fine if she called me His Royal Highness Ling Wang, as long as she recognized my identity, even if she gave this great gift, it made sense; but what about her so-called Young Master?

I looked at Jiang Zhuo, who was also suspicious, and decided to follow her words first, and make inquiries before making plans... Maybe she just admitted the wrong person?

"You get up first," after the three of them were seated, I carefully considered the sentence in my heart and asked tentatively, "How do you know that I am... the young master?"

She smiled and pointed to the jade jue on my waist: "This jade is a unique token in the world. Back then, the master said that he would pass this item to the young master. This jade is now on you, you are not the young master. Who is it again?"

"I'm not happy? I snatched it?" Playing with the humble jade around his waist, apart from the extraordinarily gentle texture, there is no special feature. I really don't know how Master Shen from the Imperial College recognized it. .

"The young master laughed... With the master's status and skill, no one dares to **** something from her!" She waved her hand and smiled heartily, not caring.

"I didn't joking, this jade jue was indeed a gift from an elder, but she did not mention any organization to me... Since you insisted that I was the young master, you might as well explain it to me. I am confused, how?" After thinking about it, I put Yu Jue on the table and asked seriously.

"This is natural..." As she said, she graciously poured a cup of tea for me, but her eyes drifted past me, deliberately or unintentionally, like Jiang Zhuo who was wandering beyond the sky from beginning to end.

I waved to her: "It's okay, I have nothing to hide from her, just tell me."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo glanced at me with a certain degree of concentration. His eyes were as deep as a night sky that could not be seen. In this night sky, I saw the gorgeous and splendid amber streamer again, and it was already in an instant. forever and always.

"When the master was young, he was a knight and was kind and helpful. When passing by Zechang, he rescued the family of the lower official who had been robbed by the gangsters. He also helped the lower official to study, and rebuilt the lower official. Outside officials, there are countless people who have been favored by the master. We did not set up any organization, we just swore allegiance to the master together." Shen Youlan said sadly, the look on his face seemed to fall into some kind of memory, "Seven years ago , The first emperor was seriously ill, the master resigned from the official body, and after dissipating his wealth, he escaped into the empty gate, praying for the first emperor day and night, and since then, the lower officials and his colleagues have never seen the master again."

——Pray for the first emperor? Isn't that Kuang Xihan's mother?

Who is this mysterious master? What does it have to do with Kuang Xihan?

Why did Yan Ke have this jade and gave her to me?

Could it be... Yan Ke is her master?

"Master Yan? No, Master Yan is just an old friend of the master. Hearing what the young master said, do you know Master Yan?" It turned out that I accidentally asked the last sentence, but her answer came from mine. Unexpected.

"It's not Yan Ke? So, can you tell that master's real name?" I decided to ask straightforwardly.

"The master's surname is Sikong, with a single name. He was the first general in the rank of protector of the country." Shen Youlan did not pursue my master who was born in Yujue but did not know her, and replied quite meticulously. "Also, the name of the master after he became a monk is called Kongxi."

"You mean—Master Kongxi?" Fortunately, I held the tea cup in my hand in time, which saved me from overturning the cup. "The host of Lingjue Zen Temple... Zen Master Kongxi?"

"Yes, it's the master... The young master is so excited, he must have seen the master?" Shen Youlan said with a smile, "It's no wonder that the master is not only a high-ranking authority, but also a distinguished background. She is the relative sister of the first royal husband. , Even the current Highness King Ling wants to call the master aunt..."

"Kang Dang--" Now, the tea cup in my hand can no longer be held securely.

Tea splashed on the back of my hand and it made me shiver. Jiang Zhuo, who was sitting next to me, immediately pulled my hand over—I don’t know why she had medicine in her arms.

The cold ointment was applied to the red marks, and the hot burning sensation immediately dropped.

In normal times, Jiang Zhuo cared about me so closely, being so close to me, and holding my hand, the exhaled heat blows on the back of my hand, and the softness of the skin is transmitted from the close position, only I'm afraid I would blush and beat my heart because of this moment, shy and sweet.

It's just that all my current mind is occupied by the sudden message, and I can't care about anything else.

——Unexpectedly, that young and beautiful Zen Master Kongxi turned out to be my aunt!

No wonder Yan Ke did not stop me from saluting her, and even tolerated her teaching me plausibly.

However, the shock in my heart is not only because of her blood relatives, but also because of her prominent official position before becoming a monk. If I hadn’t heard about it in person, I would never be able to contact her with the general who commanded the army. Come together.

According to Shen Youlan, my aunt escaped into the empty gate for the sake of the first emperor, and the first emperor named her as the teacher of the country, and gave her the sacrifice to the sky and other important matters related to Guozuo, which shows her favor...but I think There was an unusual smell from it.

I touched the back of the hand that had been applied with ointment and was bandaged with silk, I couldn't help but glance at Jiang Zhuo, who continued to be immersed in my own world after bandaging for me. Thinking of her tense look just now, I was moved and felt shocked. : Probably I am too worried. Where do so many women of the same **** in this world like? Not to mention Zen Master Kongxi and Xianhuang, I'm afraid Jiang Zhuo has never thought about this.

...It's just my wishful thinking.