The Dengtian Tower is nine stories high and three feet wide. It is guarded by the imperial army on weekdays. Only during major festivals such as Mid-Autumn can the gate be opened in advance for decoration. On good days, the emperor or the emperor's blood would go up to the tower to pray for God's favor and ensure peace in the world and all things in peace.
Before the eldest prince's private morals were exposed, he would go up to the tower to pray for blessings on behalf of the royal family. However, he did not receive this honor again after he was discovered by Emperor Wen Hui while hanging out with a beautiful lady in the palace.
In the past two years, the matter of lighting the lanterns at Dengtian Tower fell on the third prince Shen Qianbai.
Opposite the Dengtian Tower is the most luxurious restaurant in Shangjing. From here, facing the Dengtian Tower from a distance, you can take in the scene inside the building. It's just that Cuiwei Tower is not accessible to ordinary people, especially the top floor, which is occupied by powerful dignitaries from Beijing all year round.
Normally, given the status of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, one could have found a wing on the top floor, but recently the Marquis Mansion's reputation had been tarnished, and it had been excluded.
Jiang Xingjian arrived at the second floor of Cuiwei Building with a gloomy and ugly face. He pushed the door open and saw Jiang Yan turning around with a soft smile on his face.
But the smile quickly faded when it became clear that the only visitor was Jiang Xingjian.
Unspeakable annoyance boiled up in his heart. Jiang Yan put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother is here alone today?"
Jiang Xingjian nodded: "Grandma can't live without people. Mother needs to stay and take care of her. Your sister-in-law is ill and can't come."
Jiang Yan smiled lightly, then turned and looked out the window.
But the hand holding the edge of the corridor tightened unconsciously, as if he couldn't control the irritation in his heart.
Seeing this, Qingzhai took the tea cup and handed it to him: "Master, use tea."
Jiang Xingjian raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yan, then withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of Dengtian Tower with full vigilance. Both of them had their own plans in mind, and neither of them noticed anything unusual about the other.
There was silence in the room, and Jiang Yan was the first to lose his patience.
"My brother just saw an old friend and wanted to go and see him."
"Go and do your business, don't pay attention to me."
Jiang Yan nodded and was about to leave when he heard Jiang Xingjian say: "It's chaotic today. If nothing happens, why don't you go back home early and don't wander around in the street."
"Brother knows."
Jiang Yan frowned in confusion as he walked out of the room.
Jiang Xingjian's words seemed to have a profound meaning, and he had to take them into his heart. After thinking about them for a while, he decided to go home.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got off Cuiwei Building, he saw Xiao Jiye standing on the third floor.
Jiang Yan was not surprised that Xiao Jiye would appear here, but the presence of this person in the top wing made him a little confused.
"You go back first, I'll go upstairs and take a look."
Asking Qingzhai to go back home first, Jiang Yan went to the room where he had just seen Xiao Jiye.
He had known Xiao Jiye for a long time. Although the two had secretly collaborated on many businesses, he had no idea about his background. Jiang Yan only knew that his surname was Xiao, and he occasionally revealed his Nanqing accent when he spoke.
Originally, Jiang Yan thought that Xiao Jiye was a son of a noble family in Nanqing Kingdom, but since the last time Jiang Xingjian told him about Man Dianxiang, he felt that the other person's identity might not be that simple.
With the enemy's accent and Da Neigong wine, and entering the third floor of Cuiwei today, I have to say that this made him quite curious.
Xiao Jiye was not too surprised when he saw Jiang Yan, and he ushered him in first.
Xiao Jiye was the only one in the room. When Jiang Yan saw this, he said, "Your appearance here makes people very curious."
Xiao Jiye chuckled lightly, picked up the wine jar on the table and filled it for the two of them: "What are you curious about? This Cuiwei Building belongs to me."
Jiang Yan was surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly: "If I remember correctly, this Cuiwei Building has something to do with Dongchang."
"I remember correctly."
Xiao Jiye smiled freely, but did not explain anything else.
Jiang Yan was also well-informed, so he stopped interfering when he saw this.
The two chatted briefly, and Xiao Jiye drank most of the jar of wine before he noticed that Jiang Yan's wine bowl was placed in front of him without taking a sip.
"What, are you afraid that I will poison you?"
"it's not true."
Pushing the wine bowl in front of him aside, Jiang Yan's eyes softened: "I promised her not to drink anymore."
Seeing his expression, Xiao Jiye clicked his tongue and pinched his cheeks, his teeth sore.
He had also seen Song Wan several times. Although he was said to have outstanding appearance and a kind heart, why did Jiang Yan behave like this?
"A good man indulges in love all day long, but he really doesn't know what it means."
Xiao Jiye shook his head again and again: "Women are like snakes and scorpions. It's too late to avoid them. You are at a loss for this. You are really a fool."
Thinking of his injuries, his eyes darkened slightly, and he even felt a bit murderous due to the alcohol.
Hearing this, Jiang Yan spoke with a sense of loneliness: "No one in the world knows how good she is. Jiang Xingjian doesn't know, you don't know, no one in the world knows, only I know."
Xiao Jiye was puzzled, and he didn't understand this love even more. He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp and walked outside the window gallery to look at the Dengtian Tower.
Not far from the Dengtian Tower, there is a bright yellow prayer platform with royal people sitting on it. In order to prevent someone from plotting something secretly, the altar is very far away from Cuiwei Tower.
Xiao Jiye squinted his eyes, his eyes unclear.
"looking at what?"
"Watching to see if that person is here."
Jiang Yan chuckled: "Of course I didn't come."
Emperor Wen Hui had a cowardly temperament. It was said that he was frightened out of his courage by the heavy killings that took place when the prince captured his legitimate son. He had almost never left the palace in all the years he had been in power, and today would be no exception.
Xiao Jiye looked away and said seriously: "What kind of person do you think he is?"
"cough."
Before Jiang Yan could speak, he heard a man coughing slightly from the next room. They both turned around, and a gentle man walked out of the room.
"Second Master Yan."
Song Fu smiled faintly at Jiang Yan, his eyes full of kindness.
In his early years, Song Wan lived as a widow in the Hou Mansion, and wrote to him saying that he had a second wife to take care of him, so Song Fu had a very good impression of him.
"Master Song."
Seeing Song Fu, Jiang Yan unconsciously straightened his back. The disdain in his eyes was gone, replaced by the respect and obedience of a young child meeting his elders.
Xiao Jiye looked at Song Fu and secretly thought that this man had a pure and upright expression, showing the appearance of an upright gentleman. After thinking for a while, he also called out to Mr. Song.
"I have prepared wine and food in the wing. If you two have nothing to do, why don't you come and have a drink together?"
Xiao Jiye looked at Jiang Yan and asked what he meant.
Jiang Yan smiled and said: "Master Song invited me, but I dare not disobey it."
The two walked into Song Fu's wing and saw a variety of light dishes and snacks on the table. There were also two packs of Liuji Crispy Candies beside the table, and the wine prepared was also fruit stuffed food that was more suitable for women. Jiang Yan glanced at the dishes on the table and made a mental note.
When he saw the two packets of Liu Ji Crispy Candies, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his face became a little warm.
He never knew the man liked this.
Xiao Jiye didn't care about this, he put two jars of wine on the table, asked the waiter to serve meat dishes again, and then sat down to chat with Song Fu.
When Song Fu saw that he acted casually and was quite bold and uninhibited, he gradually became fond of him, so he picked up the wine jar and poured wine for the two of them.
Xiao Jiye had a smile in his eyes and looked at Jiang Yan curiously when he saw this scene.
I wonder if his sister-in-law’s brother comes to pour wine, will he drink it?
