Nan Yi didn't even remember how she walked out of Jingfeng Residence. Her steps were frivolous and she almost fell at the threshold.
Xie Sui was still worried, but for her, things were not that bad: "Sister-in-law, fortunately Xie Queshanxin is here. Don't worry, I will find a way to send you out of Lidu Mansion - if it doesn't work, you can stay with me." King An and his entourage will go together, we will send them to the boat."
Nan Yi came back to his senses a little and said, "How do you plan to send off King Ling'an?"
"This matter cannot be taken at risk. It must be carried out with absolute certainty. Otherwise, hiding in the city is the safest."
"The Qi people have already occupied Lidu Mansion. How can we be absolutely sure?"
Xie Sui'an looked around, but there was no one around. She lowered her voice and whispered in Nan Yi's ear: "Zhongshu Ling secretly sent a suitable person to take over the Bingzhu Division of Lidu Prefecture. The next plan is to seize the military power. "
That's a tough fight.
Any strategy will be leaked, but hard power is the safest guarantee. Nan Yi felt a little more at ease. She still had room, there must be some, and she couldn't admit defeat.
"Xiao Liu, I have a way, maybe I can find out the traitor hiding in Xie's mansion."
Nan Yi whispered in Xie Sui'an's ear.
None of them noticed that there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark.
——
It's the end of the year, and things have been calm these past few days. Xie Queshan did not come to trouble Nan Yi, but asked He Ping to send copybooks every day and asked Nan Yi to practice calligraphy.
Nan Yi didn't dare to violate the rules and practiced with fear and fear.
She used to be curious and even had some sympathy for Xie Queshan, but now she dare not have any emotion other than fear.
She naively thought that he was just talking about killing her. In fact, he was not that cruel, and the big devil was not that bad...
He always had a way of sounding the alarm and letting her know her place. She couldn't tell at what moment he was real, and she was even...a little sad.
But she couldn't figure out where her vague sadness came from.
He Ping's words interrupted her trance: "Young madam, the calligraphy that the Lord wants you to practice today is "Zi Jin" in the "Book of Songs". The green Zi Jin is in my heart. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning will not inherit. sound."
Nan Yi took a stack of rice paper handed over by He Ping, with model characters written by Xie Queshan on it. She knew the pronunciation and meaning of words, but the only thing she lacked was that she was illiterate. Xie Queshan taught her to read a sentence every day and asked her to trace each word more than ten times. Her reading speed improved by leaps and bounds.
But after studying for a few days, Nan Yi discovered that there are many sentences in the "Book of Songs"... To put it bluntly, aren't they just love poems?
The Book of Songs is a must-read book for beginners. It is not unusual for a five-year-old child from an aristocratic family to read it. But the awkward thing is that Xie Queshan and her have not seen each other since they were separated last time. They rely on He Ping to communicate with each other every day. In the morning, he sent Nan Yi rice paper on which he wrote model sentences, and in the evening he took it back. Nan Yi's copybook full of writing was given to Xie Queshan for inspection.
I don't know what the blame is, but... it's just a little weird.
It's like there is a hidden river flowing under the unmoving iceberg.
The wind outside the window turned the pages of the book on the table and stopped at the page of the Book of Songs.
"Even if I don't go, Zi Ning won't come?"
Xie Queshan's pen tip paused for a long time, silently looking out the silent window. The girl no longer jumped in from the window nimbly.
He had to keep her away from him. Any distance error may lead to huge errors. He has to walk alone in the angry sea, and what's the point of the rough waves getting his clothes wet? He doesn't need an island.
——
In another courtyard, there was a person who had been restless for several days.
Ever since she seemed to see the intimacy between Nan Yi and Xie Queshan that night, Lu Jinxiu wanted to confirm it. If they are really having sex with each other...that is really treasonous!
She had been observing Zheyue Pavilion and Jingfengju for several days, and she became more and more certain that it was Nan Yi who was hiding in Xie Que's mountain house. But when she wanted to rush in and grab the real deal, her daughter actually brought a man who looked like Nan Yi into Jingfeng Residence and replaced Nan Yi.
Lu Jinxiu's jaw dropped in shock. She didn't expect that her daughter, who was still a young girl, would be involved in this dirty thing. She wanted to find out more.
At this moment, her female envoy hurried back and brought the latest news - He Ping, Xie Queshan's personal bodyguard, was delivering things to Zheyue Pavilion these days. She pretended to knock He Ping down and help him organize his things. While I was there, I glanced at the rice paper he sent me, and it was clearly written on it: "Qingqing Zijin, lingering in my heart. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning will not inherit the sound."
Lu Jinxiu was too angry to care about the woman's elegance, and slapped the table: "Aren't these just love poems?! They are really... unbearable! Unbearable to watch!"
But how to deal with it, Lu Jinxiu also had difficulties. After all, that is Xie Queshan, who dares to provoke him.
But it must not be ignored. With so many eyes on Wangxuewu, there is no guarantee that one day someone will notice their pretentious behavior.
Once this matter is publicized, not only will it insult the Xie family's family tradition, it will definitely affect Xiaoliu's future marriage. The women of the Xie family will not be able to hold their heads high in front of other families.
A grain of mouse droppings can ruin a pot of porridge. Lu Jinxiu gritted her teeth. She had to do this quietly.
That afternoon, Lu Jinxiu saw Xie Queshan going out and found an excuse to take Xie Sui'an out as well.
After confirming that there was no one in the mansion who could speak for Nan Yi, Lu Jinxiu led a group of envoys and entered Zheyue Pavilion aggressively.
The western female envoy first blocked the door, not allowing anyone to come in, and then the western female envoy entered the room and pushed Nan Yi to the ground who had not yet reacted.
Nan Yi was practicing calligraphy when he was completely confused and looked at Lu Jinxiu in confusion.
"Auntie, what does this mean?"
"You still have the nerve to ask me?! Although you and Heng are no longer married, you are still sitting in the position of Madam Xie, enjoying the glory and wealth, and don't have to go out to fight for a piece of food. You're not mean, are you? You actually do such an unseen and cowardly thing!"
Nan Yi was even more confused: "What kind of pretentiousness is this?"
Lu Jinxiu was too lazy to talk to Nan Yi and winked at the female envoy beside her.
The maid poured a glass of poisonous wine.
"I've dirty my mouth by talking too much. If it were the usual crime, I'd be punished with a stick! It's approaching the New Year, and I don't want to cause such a bloody mess. I'll reward you with a glass of poisonous wine. You can be sensible and drink it yourself. ”
Nan Yi was anxious: "Auntie, have you misunderstood something?"
"Misunderstanding? I started to wonder when Xie San asked you to take over the backyard that day. It's so good, why is he protecting you like this?"
When Lu Jinxiu glanced at the rice paper on the table, she looked even more disgusted. As if she was afraid of dirtying her hands, she twisted up a corner and threw it at Nan Yi's face.
"You actually use the Book of Songs to communicate secretly! It's really shameless!"
Nan Yi finally understood that Lu Jinxiu had misunderstood her private interactions with Xie Queshan in Wangxuewu.
"Auntie, auntie - I really have nothing to do with him. If you don't believe me, call him over and let's confront him face to face. Sixth sister can also testify for me -"
Lu Jinxiu didn't listen at all. She glanced at the female envoys and said, "Why are you still standing there? She refuses to drink. Why don't you force her to drink?"
