Kong Lin and Li Jinxiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion after hearing this. Although they didn't spend much time together, their friendship was already very deep.
Originally, Huan Ci was afraid that Fu Shen would be depressed, so he didn't dare to feel any sadness these days. Now that he was about to say goodbye to them, he suddenly had the thought of not leaving.
After Yiyi said goodbye, the two of them left the yard.
At night, when everyone was still busy cleaning up, a maid came in from outside the door and walked straight to Huan Ci and handed her a jade pendant in her hand: "Master Kong sent this, saying it was for our girl.
I want to accept her as my goddaughter."
Upon hearing this, Huan Ci turned to look at Fu Shen, took the jade pendant with a smile, and said, "Send someone to find that fine crystal inkstone and give it to him as a return gift."
The little maid hurried away after receiving the order. Huan Ci put the jade pendant around Chen'er's neck, teasing her next to the cradle and saying, "It's difficult for him to have intentions."
Fu Shen walked over and looked at the jade pendant, and reached out to hold Huan Ci's arm: "Go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow. It's a long journey, so you should take good care of yourself and don't get in trouble."
"Why are you so squeamish?" Huan Ci muttered a few words, and suddenly he had an idea and jumped up from the bed, "What do you think of letting our girl learn martial arts?"
"You dare to think about it." Fu Shen's mouth twitched slightly. There is nothing wrong with learning martial arts. It can strengthen your body and deal with those dandies like your mother. It's just about being a general. In the past, he always thought about being an official.
, now that I have done it, I have gradually come around to the resentful words of the ancients. His daughter should spend her life in peace, and it is a good thing to go into battle to kill the enemy, but she should not be entrenched in this officialdom.
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Huan Ci couldn't help but wave his hand in front of his eyes: "I'm just talking nonsense, can you take it seriously?"
"This seems like something you can do." Fu Shen said with a low smile.
Huan Ci rolled his eyes at him, turned over and lay down on the bed. Tomorrow they would get up early to say goodbye to Zong Zhenglu first, and when he came back they would set off back to Bingzhou.
Although he was going to see Zong Zhenglu, the people accompanying him were not good people. Huan Ci vaguely felt that there was a tough battle to be fought.
The next day, Fu Shen got up before dawn. Huan Ci rubbed his eyes and looked at the man's busy figure through the candle he had just lit. He said with a thick nasal voice: "I feel like I just fell asleep. Why is it like this?"
Getting up soon?"
As soon as she made a sound, the baby in the cradle let out a clear cry. Huan Ci hurriedly stepped forward to check, and the nanny heard this and hurried into the house.
The child had been sleeping with her these past few days, but yesterday when she was cleaning up her house, she spilled the spices, and now she was choked and uninhabitable, so she had to put the child in this room.
Fu Shen had almost finished cleaning up, but Huan Ci was worried. He handed the child to the wet nurse and quickly got up to clean up and wash up. He murmured: "I often hear people say that children like to cry at night. Why don't you see Chen'er crying? This child has never been angry.
If you love crying, I think you will be a wild person in the future."
Fu Shen took advantage of this moment to go over and hug the child for a while: "It would be nice if you could follow my temper."
"What's the point of doing whatever you want? Keeping everything in your mind is not good for your health. I don't want my child to have this temperament."
Fu Shen shook his head and sighed, and said to the baby in his arms: "Just don't be as naughty as your mother."
"When did I become naughty?" Huan Ci quickly walked over and was about to hit him, but the man grabbed his wrist and took him a step forward. Then there was a burst of warmth on his forehead.
Huan Ci's face turned red, he glanced secretly at the nanny outside, pretended to cough, pinched him and said, "I'm going to see the saint later, what are you doing?"
"Does he even have to take care of this?" Fu Shen said with a smile.
While talking, someone outside announced that the carriage was ready. Huan Ci followed Fu Shen out and heard the man telling her: "Don't talk when you go there later, and don't be angry at what others say.
I will be there when everything is done."
"Don't worry, can they still act wild in front of Zong Zhenglu?"
It's a pity that Huan Ci thought too well of them. The place where we met today was the Governor's Mansion. Unexpectedly, many officials, big and small, came. Except for Kong Lin and Li Jinxiu, who had just met last night, Wei Xiang, who was about to take office again,
, Xu Xing, who was standing behind Fu Shen, was already surrounded by many local officials. But Huanci was surprised that there were still several Beijing officials sitting here. He didn't know when they arrived in Jizhou. Even Chen, the chief historian of Qinzhou,
Huidu has arrived.
The hall was originally bustling, but it became quiet as soon as the two of them entered. Huan Ci was the princess whom Zong Zhenglu had personally granted, so he didn't have to salute most of the people. However, Fu Shen's highest title now was that he was a consort, so he had to pay homage to the one here.
Many people saluted, including many who had openly or secretly targeted him.
Huan Ci looked on and felt flustered for him, but he also thought that she should be like this now, which made them think that the two of them were miserable because of the resignation.
After Fu Shen stood still, everyone bowed to Huan Ci, and a few people mentioned her father.
Zong Zhenglu ordered people to arrange seats for the two of them, and the general sat next to him, but this time Huan Ci was closer to him.
Before the stools were warmed up, Chen Hui stood up and spoke to the two of them. First, he said that they had not taken good care of them when they were in Qinzhou, and hoped to be more lenient. He also mentioned the assassination of Fu Shen and wanted to find out the two of them.
The murderer was severely reprimanded.
Huan Ci looked at him with cold eyes. They just found an ordinary low-level official to take the blame. This matter was closely related to Chen Hui, but it was Prime Minister Wei who took the blame.
Fu Shen now has evidence in his hands, but he hasn't caught them all. I'm afraid it will have to be saved for later use.
As soon as Chen Hui finished speaking, Zong Zhenglu said: "It turns out there is such a story. I didn't know about it at all."
Chen Hui originally came to add insult to injury, but unfortunately he chose the wrong method. Unexpectedly, Zong Zhenglu listened to his hypocritical lies, and was panicked for a while, saying that he would do his duty in the future.
"These are all trivial matters." Zong Zhenglu said with a smile, looking like he was watching a show without paying much attention.
For a moment, everyone in the hall couldn't tell the true meaning of Zongzheng Law. He was the one who dismissed the prime minister, but he was the one who still insisted on implementing the new law. It was unclear whether he protected Fu Shen or not.
Because of his vague attitude, everyone calmed down a bit and spoke in a calm and nonchalant manner.
Fu Shen only came to say goodbye to Zong Zhenglu, so he only spoke a few words to him, and the rest of the time was indifferent, not as much as Huan Ci said.
"The Prince Consort has not spoken much since he came in. Are you dissatisfied with Your Majesty?" Xu Xing suddenly asked.
Huan Ci didn't expect that he would ask such a question, and looked at him in surprise for a moment, only to see that the man's eyes were not friendly, and he was standing firmly behind Zong Zhenglu.
For a moment, it was unclear whether he really thought so or was just acting. Huan Ci was stunned for a moment and said, "This young master must have had a misunderstanding."
As soon as he finished speaking, an unknown middle-aged man touched his beard and said, "I've always only heard the princess talking. Doesn't it mean that the princess also has the final say at home?"
This was a direct innuendo. Huan Ci could tell from his clothes that he was a second-grade official. He probably came from the capital, and he didn't know which camp he was from.
Just as she was about to say something in reply, she heard Fu Shen say from the side: "I am grateful for Your Majesty's kindness, but it's getting late and I have to rush today, so I will take my leave."
"Okay." Zong Zhenglu said calmly.
The second-rank official laughed a few times and said, "Aren't you embarrassed, Prince Consort? Even if you are a lowly person in front of the princess, wouldn't we still laugh at you?"
Huan Ci frowned and said that he was ill and could not use other words to mock Fu Shen in front of Zong Zhenglu, so he could only talk about these gossips.
"It's a pity that the princess has to take care of a father who is not familiar with the world, and she also has to take care of a useless husband." The official continued.
Huan Ci felt angry after hearing this. This man actually mentioned her father in his words. How could she be so angry?
Because of her previous rebellion, her father was often mentioned with mixed feelings, but no one had ever said these words in front of her. Huan Ci endured it, and finally did not have an attack. She didn't know how to quarrel, and now she couldn't offend them.
What's good, why bother with it? She just pretended not to hear, smiled and said goodbye to Zong Zhenglu.
Fu Shen only glanced at him lightly. The official did not expect that he was still so powerful now. He was frightened by him for a moment and froze in place. After a while, he felt that he had lost face. He wanted to glare back but the man had already moved away.
Opened my sight.
Zong Zhenglu had always been indifferent to the two of them, and when they said goodbye, they only wore a faint smile, making it difficult to tell whether they were happy or angry.
After leaving the gate of the Governor's Mansion, Huan Ci hurriedly looked at Fu Shen. He must have been feeling aggrieved inside just now, especially when those people were talking about his consort, and they were probably deliberately mocking him for having to rely on women to make a living.
Who in the capital doesn't know about their Fu Mansion? Now that Fu Wei is imprisoned, I'm afraid Fu Shen won't be able to reap the consequences even if he returns to Bingzhou.
"Are you okay?" Huan Ci asked, holding his hand.
Fu Shen touched her head and apologized: "Aci, I'm sorry, I've wronged you."
"What does one family say to two families?" Huan Ci squeezed his finger. Isn't it right? Now, apart from her uncle, she only has one relative: Fu Shen. Although Fu Shen has several relatives, he probably doesn't want to recognize her.
He, now they are dependent on each other.
"Let's go back to Bingzhou and live a good life." She took the man's hand and got into the carriage.
The wheels rolled northward, planning to meet the rest of the people at the city gate. Halfway there, the carriage was suddenly stopped.
Huan Ci opened the curtain and saw that the person who came was actually Li Jinxiu's wife Qiao Jing. Huan Ci had not seen her for a long time, and he was a little surprised that he did not expect her to come back.
"Sister." Qiao Jing saw her coming down and stepped forward to hold her hand, "I heard you were leaving, so I came to say goodbye to you."
"Thank you for thinking of me." Huan Ci stepped forward and hugged her.
Qiao Jing lost consciousness for a moment, then turned around and took out a letter and a purse from her arms and handed it to Huan Ci: "This purse is from me. I will go back to Bingzhou to see you when I am free. This letter is from my father."
He wrote to me. He learned that the academy was going to be reopened in Bingzhou and wanted to resign and go teach there, but he didn’t know where to find you, so he wrote this letter to me to pass on."
Huan Ci was overjoyed, but also a little puzzled. Qiao Jing's father was the governor of Bing, so he would resign because he wanted to be a husband. The most rare thing was that Qiao Jing didn't object.