dhibooks Chapter 16 Poria
Chapter 16 Poria
Yan Xingyu returned to the palace of the Seventh Highness in a daze, Jiang Fenghua was probably afraid that he would backtrack, so he had already left the palace.
Yan Xingyu was silent for a long time facing the three books on the table, but still planned to discuss with Jing Hanzhang.
According to Jing Hanzhang's style in the past, no one would stop him if he wanted to leave the palace. Yan Xingyu would have left the palace unimpeded, but he was stopped by Yan Chenxi at the gate of the palace.
Yan Xingyu pretended to be calm and said, "What's the matter?"
Yan Chenxi's face was indifferent: "Your Highness, forgive me. Your Majesty has ordered you not to leave the palace until you have finished copying the three books. Otherwise, all the materials in your palace will be taken back."
Yan Xingyu: "..."
Yan Xingyu finally understood what it means to "leave a line in everything, so we can meet each other in the future", and he decided not to get angry casually.
Yan Chenxi was holding a scimitar, and the Jingzhe Guard was only under orders from His Majesty, even if he was as arrogant as Jing Hanzhang, he couldn't face it head-on, let alone Yan Chenxi was Yan Xingyu's cousin.
Yan Xingyu had no choice but to give up the idea of leaving the palace, and tried to say: "Then can I summon someone to enter the palace?"
Yan Chenxi thought His Highness Seventh would make trouble unreasonably, but he didn't expect him to be so easy-going: "Of course it is. Who does Your Highness want to announce to enter the palace?"
Yan Xingyu said: "President Yan Xingyu."
Yan Chenxi was silent, and the eyes that had just faded from the cold were cold again.
"Your Highness, forgive me." Yan Chenxi clasped his fists and bowed his head in salute, "It's freezing cold, and Xing Yu is weak, so I'm afraid it's not suitable for him to go out. If Your Highness has something important, just ask the minister to do it."
Yan Xingyu froze for a moment, then looked at Yan Chenxi with a complicated expression.
Yan Shenxi loved Yan Xingyu very much when he was young, and every time he followed the general to the border and returned, he always brought him some rare gadgets.
It's just that the two have been separated for ten years, and their intimate relationship has almost faded at this time.
Yan Xingyu's heart became calm after eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name. He didn't even remember what Yan Shen Xi looked like back then, let alone intimacy.
Yan Xingyu originally thought that after the General's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion separated, Yan Chenxi would disdain any interaction with them, but he didn't expect that he would actually protect himself at this time.
If he changed back, he still had to visit his uncle.
"It's nothing." Yan Xingyu suddenly became a little happy, and said, "Yesterday I stayed in the Prime Minister's mansion, and I was taken care of by the young master. This time I just want to reward him with something. If the commander is free, he can send it to me."
Yan Shen said: "Yes."
Yan Xingyu glanced at him, turned and returned to the palace.
All the seeds of Khotan jade were in the side hall. Yan Xingyu spent half a day picking out the best two pieces and put them in a box. He wrote a letter and put it in the middle of the box, and asked someone to send it to Yan Shen Xi.
Yan Xingyu's mind was very stable, and he didn't feel sorry for himself when he was trapped in this body. When he had nothing to do, he simply started to pick up a pen and copy books. Anyway, when he was free in the prime minister's mansion, he also copied Buddhist scriptures to meditate.
Jing Hanzhang's handwriting is easy to imitate, as long as the handwriting doesn't look like it was written by a human being, Yan Xingyu learned the essence with just a few strokes.
Outside the palace, Yan Chenxi rode his horse to the Prime Minister's Mansion, holding a heavy box in his hand, with a very complicated expression on his face.
Ever since the prime minister's mansion and the general's mansion separated, Yan Chenxi hadn't been in the prime minister's mansion for many years, and he didn't expect to come in for such a reason this time.
Uncle Zhao stayed there for a long time when he saw Yan Chenxi, and then welcomed him in with great sincerity.
Seeing that Uncle Zhao was going to report to Yan Ji, Yan Shen Xi said: "You don't need to tell the Prime Minister, I just came down to deliver something to Xing Yu on behalf of the Seventh Highness."
After he called "Xing Yu" affectionately, he immediately regretted it, his head drooped expressionless, but the roots of his ears were a little red.
Zhao Bernan said yes, and took him to the side courtyard.
Yan Chenxi had heard some rumors about Yan Xingyu, and he didn't care much when he learned that he was treated harshly in the prime minister's residence, because he knew that no matter how harshly he was treated, Yan Ji would still be measured and would not go too far.
It was only after arriving at the dilapidated small courtyard that Yan Chenxi realized that the rumor was actually true.
Yan Shenxi's face immediately sank.
Uncle Zhao didn't understand why he was angry, so he welcomed him in tremblingly.
Someone was talking in the room, Yan Chenxi had excellent hearing and could hear clearly.
Yan Weiming: "You have to teach me, or I won't leave!"
"Yan Xingyu": "Even if you sit here until you die, I will definitely not teach you half a sentence."
"What on earth are you willing to teach me?" Yan Weiming sounded very angry, but for some reason he could only forcefully suppress his anger, very aggrieved, "Even if it's just a casual perfunctory, it's fine when I can leave the house , I can invite you to listen to the opera in Shangfeng Tower."
"Yan Xingyu": "Ah, my heart hurts so much, why does it hurt so much? You must be angry..."
Yan Weiming: "Huh? Ahh? I don't believe it, you must be pretending to be sick!"
Yan Chenxi: "..."
Yan Chenxi said that he wanted to kill someone, so he waved Uncle Zhao away, walked in quickly, and kicked the door open, making a loud noise.
Jing Hanzhang, who was pretending to be sick to tease Yan Weiming, was almost frightened by the kick and fell ill. He held his heart and gasped for several breaths before recovering, and turned his head to look impatiently.
Yan Chenxi almost crushed the box, with murder written all over his face.
Jing Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, and even Yan Weiming was stunned for a moment.
Yan Chenxi said coldly: "Yan Weiming, is this how you treat your brother?!"
Only then did Yan Weiming come back to his senses, he quickly stood up and said in a panic, "Cousin, cousin, why are you here..."
Jing Hanzhang's face was pale, and he looked at Yan Chenxi with some doubts. He didn't expect that the commander of the Jingzhe Guard would come to the Xiangfu, and he looked so murderous.
Who messed with him?
Even if Jing Hanzhang didn't pay attention to the affairs of the imperial court, he knew that the commander of the Jingzhe Guard was simply the "living king" that everyone in the capital feared.
Yan Chenxi is the sharpest blade in the capital, as long as the emperor wants, he can even point the blade towards the general's mansion.
Every time Jing Hanzhang was confined in the palace, it was Yan Chenxi who came to stop him, and only Yan Chenxi dared to stop him.
Jing Hanzhang was annoyed when he saw him, but when he saw the box in his palace in his hand, he probably knew that Yan Xingyu must have something to tell him, because Yan Chenxi prevented him from leaving the palace, so he had to ask someone to borrow something to convey.
Yan Chenxi gave Yan Weiming a cold look. Yan Weiming was afraid of him at first, so he whimpered when he was frightened, and said in a low voice, "I, I, I..."
"I go first!"
Yan Weiming was so frightened that he didn't even care about etiquette, so he rushed out.
Jing Hanzhang took the amusing gadgets and ran away, sighing in his heart, thinking that there was nothing fun to do.
Yan Chenxi was probably afraid that he would be blown by the wind, so he sent Uncle Zhao away, closed the door with a sullen face, and then put the box in his hand in front of Jing Hanzhang.
Jing Hanzhang knowingly asked: "What is this?"
Yan Shenxi said: "Your Highness the Seventh Prince rewarded you."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
The corners of Jing Hanzhang's lips twitched, he didn't expect that one day he would be able to reward himself with his own things, which was a novelty.
Yan Chenxi looked around coldly, his brows became tighter and tighter, and finally he couldn't hold back, and said in a deep voice: "You can move to the general's residence."
Jing Hanzhang was holding the box, he was startled when he heard the words: "What?"
"The Prime Minister's Mansion treats you harshly, but our General's Mansion will not." Yan Chenxi acted very vigorously, without beating around the bush at all, "Come with me."
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang could make fun of Yan Weiming at will, but he couldn't cause too much trouble for Yan Xingyu, so he had to "tactfully" refuse: "I won't go."
Yan Chenxi frowned: "Are you willing to suffer in this kind of place?"
Jing Hanzhang didn't bother to explain, just said: "Ah, yes."
Yan Chenxi watched him for a long time before getting up, as if he hated iron for being weak: "Then you just suffer here."
After all, he turned around and left with a wave of his sleeves.
Jing Hanzhang did Yan Xingyu face by not arguing with Yan Chenxi, and he didn't stop Yan Chenxi from leaving angrily, so he opened the box casually.
There are two good seeds in the box.
Jing Hanzhang didn't know why, so he flipped through it casually, and sure enough, he found a piece of paper in the interlayer.
He unfolded it casually, glanced at it, and felt a headache when he saw the densely packed characters, so he simply called Aman to read it to him.
Aman just came back from buying tuckahoe cakes. This time he bought two pieces. The bakery boy rarely gave him cold eyes. Aman was so happy that he even jumped while walking.
As soon as he heard the news of his master, Aman immediately ran over, put the Poria cocos cake on the table, happily opened the letter and quickly glanced at it.
Jing Hanzhang was too lazy to listen to Yan Xingyu's polite words, and said directly: "Within three sentences, be concise."
Aman was very obedient, and said truthfully: "My son said, the national teacher told me that it will take three or four days for the solution to exchange souls to have results, and I need you to bear with it for a while."
Jing Hanzhang frowned: "Three or four days?"
He still needs to drink medicine for three or four days? !
Aman continued: "Your Highness is late today, the Taifu copied the book ten times as punishment, and he is copying for you now, I hope you will reward him with an extra piece of jade."
Jing Hanzhang was almost laughed out of anger, he finally knew why there were two pieces of jade, and it was Yan Xingyu who cut it first and played it later.
However, it is common for the Grand Tutor to punish him. Yan Xingyu is willing to help him copy books, and it's okay to give him an extra piece of jade.
"The other thing is to keep you from revealing your secrets." Aman finished reading the last sentence, "Drink your medicine well and don't eat Poria cocos cake."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Hanzhang stopped what he was doing, and said vaguely, "What? What don't you want to eat?"
Aman put down the letter, looked up, and was also stunned: "No, don't eat Poria cocos cake..."
Jing Hanzhang looked at the Poria Cake that was only half left at his fingertips, and the crumbs of the Poria Cake remained at the corner of his lips—he had already swallowed half of it.
Aman: "..."
Aman almost screamed: "My son can't eat Poria cocos cake!"
Jing Hanzhang: "..."
Jing Hanzhang was stunned for a long time, and said in a daze, "Why can't you eat it? Isn't it just for eating when you buy it?"
Aman: "Young master will get sick if you eat Poria cocos cake... Hurry up and spit it out!"
Jing Hanzhang almost exploded, and said angrily: "Can you spit out the swallowed thing easily?! Besides, since you can't eat it, why buy it? Are you buying it as a flower? Ah?!"
"That's right." Aman turned around anxiously. He just missed seeing it, and it caused a catastrophe. His tears were about to fall, "Master, I only buy it to see it, but never eat it! Help! Come on, Go to the doctor quickly! Help!"
Seeing that Aman, who killed people without blinking an eye, was so panic-stricken, Jing Hanzhang was completely dumbfounded.
Eating a tuckahoe cake...would it kill you too?