When Princess Yuyao asked her if she wanted to be a companion reader, it was like a brand new door opened in front of her eyes.
The world behind the door was beyond her wildest dreams.
A new path opened before her eyes.
She is not at the mercy of the arrangements of her elders.
When she embarks on this path, others can give her very little help.
She has to rely on herself for everything.
This road must be difficult.
But nothing in this world can make all your wishes come true easily.
She seized the opportunity without hesitation and agreed.
During the past few days on the road with Yu Jia, she gained a lot of knowledge, and there were also many things she was not used to.
Thinking about Fang Shanggong's words and deeds, Gan Xiyun yearned for him very much.
There is no need to marry a man against your will, have children one after another, or even share husbands with different women.
When sisters think about the future, she will think of her father's alienated and indifferent look, her stepmother's hypocritical and vicious face, and...
There are those servants who take advantage of the situation and add insult to injury.
She hated that kind of life.
She could see the end almost from the beginning, and the process in the middle was long, trivial and full of pain.
Princess Yuyao's suggestion surprised Fang Shanggong, but it also made her eyes light up.
That's right.
At that time, Wang Zongfeng was able to use music to calm Princess Yuyao's mood and resolve her anger.
Why not let him try again?
This time the imperial concubine was unwell.
According to Fang Shanggong, it was partly because the timing of the pregnancy was not good.
The other half was because he was frightened when the fire broke out in Yuzhou the night before.
In other words, the illness was still in his heart.
As the saying goes, a heart disease needs a heart medicine.
Even if this music has no effect on the master's illness, it is not useless to listen to the music to relieve the boredom of being in bed and recuperating.
"Princess, this is a good idea.
I'll make some arrangements when I get back.
Maybe it will be useful.
Thanks to the princess's thoughtful thinking, if the empress really gets better, the princess should take note of her."
Princess Yuyao's face turned a little red after being praised.
Gan Xiyun watched from the side and admired Fang Shanggong's ability even more.
Everyone can say nice things, but it is not easy to say it so pleasantly, so thoughtfully, and so comfortingly.
Coincidentally, during lunch, the waiter in the kitchen added a fish soup, which he said was a famous local dish in Chang Yi.
Xie Ning started retching as soon as she smelled the smell.
The emperor quickly asked someone to remove the fish soup, and then supported Xie Ning and stroked her back to calm her down.
Qing He poured warm water and brought it over.
The emperor reached out to take it and fed it to Xie Ning and drank it slowly.
Xie Ning felt much better after the nausea, but he felt sorry for the emperor.
"My concubine is making such troubles, which makes the emperor's meal uneasy."
"I'm fine.
The top priority now is to take good care of your health."
After resting for a while to catch her breath, Xie Ning drank some clear porridge.
She ate less than half of a plate of sour pickled cucumbers, which made her feel full.
But the emperor looked secretly anxious.
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Porridge and pickled cucumbers are not nutritious at all.
What's the use of just eating them?
Fang Shanggong saw the opportunity and reported Princess Yuyao's proposal to the emperor.
At this point, you have to try whatever you can.
According to the emperor's opinion, there should be no harm in listening to the music, even if Xie Ning's health does not improve.
Wang Moyan came out in a hurry and did not bring out his usual flute.
But Changyi was very prosperous.
The emperor gave the order and several flutes were immediately sent to him.
Wang Moyan picked them up and kept two tubes.
When Xie Ning was taking a nap, people in the courtyard near the southwest of the posthouse heard the melodious and very moving sound of the flute.
This piece of music is gentle, light and engaging.
As I listened, my eyes felt a little astringent, and I couldn't help but start yawning.
The sound of the flute is like the slowly flowing water in a mountain stream, flowing over people's ears and hearts.
After listening to the song, those who hear the sound of the flute feel as if their hearts have been washed by water, their worries have faded a lot, and they feel much more comfortable.
Some people are asking, who played this tune and what is its name?
Princess Yuyao had a chair brought over and sat not far from Wang Moyan as usual, holding her chin and listening carefully.
I almost fell asleep while listening.
Gan Xiyun's mouth was half-opened and it was difficult to close it.
Such skills, such heavenly sound.
No, no, this has gone beyond what people usually call the level of skill.
It has reached the point where the flute sound is used to create an artistic conception out of thin air.
This song is like flowing water, like the breeze, like the drizzle that comes quietly in the spring night, like a flower that blooms quietly under the thatched eaves.
It makes people intoxicated and yearn for it.
After listening to this piece of music, Princess Yuyao blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes flickering, and said seriously: "What Wang Congfeng played this time is better than what he has played in the past few months."
Wang Moyan put down his flute and smiled at Princess Yuyao.
Princess Yuyao looked at him.
She is still young, and although she is very smart, there are many things that she does not understand at her age and experience.
Wang Chongfeng seemed to be smiling, but it made people feel that he was actually not happy in his heart.
Xie Ning had a particularly good sleep, and did not feel nauseous or dizzy after waking up.
Fang Shanggong had already prepared a sweet soup, which only contained chestnuts, glutinous rice, and caramel.
Although the ingredients are simple, when the heat is reached, the glutinous rice blossoms, the chestnuts are particularly fragrant, there is not too much caramel, and the sweetness is just right.
Xie Ning ate a bowl of soup and said with a smile: "This soup is very good."
Fang Shanggong recited to Buddha in his heart: "As long as the master likes it, I will reward the cook again.
How did the master sleep this time?"
"I slept very soundly today."
Fang Shanggong said in his heart that Wang Zongfeng was really weird.
While others listened to the music while they were awake, Wang Zongfeng had to go to bed after his master fell asleep.
Moreover, the master's sleep was indeed deeper and more sound than before.
It seems that if a reward is to be awarded today, a large reward should be given to the king.
Even Fang Shanggong felt relaxed and happy after listening to the music he played, and he felt really relaxed.
It was a gentle breeze and drizzle on this side of the post house, but in the middle of the post house, everyone was silent.
Even Bai Hongqi was extremely careful and did not dare to make any carelessness.
He had screened the accompanying imperial troops, guards, eunuchs and palace servants in the past two days.
Xiaoye is more experienced than his master at this.
It can be said that he is better than his master.
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He didn't interrogate or ask questions one by one, but separated these people and let them bite each other.
Some of these people are usually at odds with each other, and some simply have deep grudges.
As the saying goes, the people who know a person best are often not the people close to him, but his enemies and enemies.
This bite can be said to be very effective.
Indeed, a group of people with different intentions were found out from the remaining people.
Of course, there are inevitably those who seek revenge for personal gain, those who take the opportunity to vent their anger, and those who want to eradicate dissidents.
There must be some unjust, false, and omissions, and there are quite a lot of them.
From Xiaoye's perspective, this kind of treasonous assassination was a major crime, so what if a few people of the Nine Tribes were wronged?
It would be better to kill a thousand by mistake than to miss one.
His method made Bai Hongqi secretly frightened.
He did not admit that Xiaoye's ability was taught by him.
It can only be said that some people are born to be in this profession.
Even if Xiaoye doesn't become a eunuch in the palace, he can still do well outside with his character and skills.
But the eunuch is a rootless person, and he will not leave any room for acting like this.
Bai Hongqi thought that maybe he was getting older and his heart was softer than before.
If Xiaoye acts like this, I'm afraid it won't last long.
When Bai Hongqi was as old as his apprentice, it was not like there were no such people around him.
Some of these people are good friends with him, and some are his enemies.
But where are these people now?
The assassins didn't catch many alive, and they caught a few more alive in the past few days.
These people also know that beheading is not enough compensation for what they did, so most of them will not survive and be captured alive.
But just the few people caught alive were enough to find out a lot of things.
Their accents, their origins, the weapons they use, and when they leave the capital to prepare for an ambush.
This is really digging out the carrots and bringing out the mud.
The confessions one after another are shocking.
Bai Hongqi's loyalty to the emperor is beyond words, and he is not worthy of the emperor.
In fact, these incentives, these seeds of evil, were planted during the late emperor's time.
When the late emperor died, the emperor inherited a mess, the treasury was empty, and the people were in dire straits.
Moreover, the emperor is young, and everyone from the former dynasty to the harem has different opinions.
It is not easy for the emperor to reach this stage.
These things caught up with the emperor, and Bai Hongqi felt that this was unfair to God.
Of course, he couldn't say that in front of the emperor.
No matter how bad the late emperor was, he was still a close relative of the emperor.
If he, a slave, dared to criticize the late emperor, even the emperor would not spare him.
Bai Hongqi entered the door carrying a food box.
He watched the emperor dip his pen in the ink, opened the food box, took out the lidded cup and presented it to the emperor.
"What's this" "It's sweet soup.
The imperial concubine tasted it just now and thought it tasted very good, so she specially prepared another one for the emperor.
The emperor also rested for a while, and it's not too late to deal with these government affairs after using the soup."
Hearing that the imperial concubine had someone send it, the emperor put down his pen and said, "Then put it down."
The sweet soup has a chestnut aroma and tastes glutinous and sweet without being cloying.
It is indeed a very good snack.
The emperor took a bite and asked: "Does the imperial concubine enjoy the food?"
"Your Majesty has a good appetite, so she also drank a bowl."
Wang Moyan played two more tunes at nightfall after dinner.
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After Xie Ning got up in the morning the next day, his symptoms of discomfort were indeed much less severe than the first day.
Although he was still a little dizzy and his body was sore and weak, he was much better after all.
As a result, Wang Moyan, who was originally ordered to deliver a message of greetings, was left to serve him.
The eldest prince had no choice but to send someone else back to recover
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