By the lake, a small building made of bamboo stands quietly by the water. On both sides of the flowers and trees, fine forsythia flowers adorned the vines, hanging down to the surface of the water.
In the small building, Zhao Zixun stood up somewhat restrained and asked: "Father, why are you here?"
"Don't be restrained, sit down." Zhao Chengjun looked very easy-going. He sat at the table and motioned for Zhao Zixun to sit down.
Zhao Zixun sat down slowly. Zhao Chengjun asked: "I heard someone say that you are in a bad mood today. You scattered your attendants and ran to the lake alone. Why?"
Zhao Zixun was silent, he just wanted to be alone, and it was passed to Zhao Chengjun's ears in a blink of an eye. Zhao Chengjun asked him why? Why can it be?
However, Zhao Chengjun is respectable, he is humble, and he can never say these words confidently. Zhao Zixun looked down and constricted his expression, and said, "It's nothing, it's just right for the son to see the spring scene, and just want to enjoy the spring peacefully."
After all, Zhao Zixun is young, even if he deliberately concealed it, his voice still contained resentment. Zhao Chengjun didn't say believe it or not. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Are you complaining about me?"
Zhao Zixun was shocked and blurted out: "What does father mean? How would i dare?"
"There is no third person here, and you don't have to be so vigilant. If you are dissatisfied with some things, you can speak up."
Zhao Zixun lowered his head, mocking in his eyes. Straightforward? How dare he.
Zhao Chengjun also knew that freezing three feet was not a day's cold, and the estrangement between him and Zhao Zixun could not be resolved overnight. Zhao Chengjun sighed slightly and said, "I know that I have been too harsh on you over the years and forced you very tightly. However, these are all for your own good. I can wait for you to grow up slowly, but outside People may not be willing to wait. You know the relationship between me and Master Wang. Now it seems that we are separated from each other and we are in peace, but this is not a long-term solution."
Zhao Zixun was silent. Zhao Chengjun stopped talking and didn't say much. He changed to another topic: "You're not a kid anymore. You can understand what you need to understand, and it's useless to say what you don't. You're not unwise, but you're not wise. Be willing to settle down and work hard. Your master told me, these days, you frequently wander in class."
Zhao Zixun was suddenly nervous. He was about to say something, but Zhao Chengjun raised his hand to stop: "Don't argue, listen to me first. I understand why you are distracted, and I probably know why you are hiding here alone today. I am close to a weak crown and have already married. Some things are not convenient for me. If you are young, you will admire your parents, and if you know lust, you will adore concubines. This is human nature. I shouldn't have trouble with your personal affairs, but you have to distinguish the priority. Know what to do when."
Zhao Zixun lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Thanks to my father for teaching, son understands."
Zhao Chengjun looked at the young man in front of him. When the child was first brought over, he was thin, shriveled and dirty, with only a pair of eyes with aura. Later, he got rid of Zhao Zixun's biting fingers and vulgar words one by one, and made Zhao Zixun his ideal heir. Now, Zhao Zixun has a degree of advancement and retreat, broad and unrestrained, and will not easily reveal his true feelings in front of others. However, he stopped telling the truth in front of Zhao Chengjun.
Zhao Chengjun seemed to be a little emotional. He found that some things would never be the same. Zhao Zixun would not understand why Zhao Chengjun eagerly expanded his power and forced Zhao Zixun to grow up; Zhao Chengjun would not understand the pressure and pain of Zhao Zixun over the years. They all understand that each other is forgivable, but they can never really forgive.
It doesn't hurt if the knife doesn't cut on him. Once Zhao Chengjun didn't understand why Zhao Zixun had to entangle those women and was a waste of time. But in the past few days, he kept thinking about the latest things, and seemed to understand a little bit.
Zhao Chengjun couldn't bear to see Tang Shishi crying. How could Zhao Zixun put his favorite woman in a desolate and remote mountain villa? Putting himself in the position and thinking, if someone only relied on one-sided words, if he would send Tang Shishi to a place he couldn't touch or see, Zhao Chengjun would not be happy.
Zhao Zixun was forced to bow his head. One of the perpetrators is his wife and the other is his father. He is not happy, which is completely understandable.
Zhao Chengjun sighed and said, "This matter will be discussed later. I am here today, in fact, there is another matter to tell you."
Zhao Zixun had no fluctuations in his eyes, and asked respectfully: "What is does father want to say?
"You already know, it's about the princess." After Zhao Chengjun finished speaking, he stopped talking when he heard footsteps outside. Zhao Zixun was slightly surprised, and then suddenly came across.
Zhao Chengjun is really determined to marry the princess. To remind him today, one is to tell Zhao Zixun who is the candidate, so that he knows in his heart, and second, it is to imply that Zhao Zixun is preparing early.
Zhao Chengjun died of two fiancées in succession. Now if this one does not want to harm others, it is best to arrange early. Otherwise, what they heard must be the bad news of the other girl's "accident".
This matter is very important, but Zhao Chengjun and Zhao Zixun said nothing when the maid came in to deliver the wine. The maid didn't dare to wait too much. She put the flask on the table, gave a hurried salute, and retired quickly.
Zhao Chengjun didn't care about the maid's negligence. He picked up the flask and poured wine for the two by himself. When Zhao Zixun saw it, he was about to take it quickly: "Son is rude..."
Zhao Chengjun raised his hand and signaled Zhao Zixun to sit down. Zhao Chengjun filled the glass and placed them in front of Zhao Zixun and himself. He was about to continue the topic just now, when he picked up the porcelain cup, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
There is a strange aroma in this wine, and ordinary people would confuse this aroma with the aroma of the wine and ignore it, but Zhao Chengjun will not.
If the palace dared to ignore the smell, it would have died a hundred or eighty times. Zhao Chengjun lowered his head and stared at the wine in the glass. After a while, his eyes quickly passed the haze.
Zhao Zixun saw Zhao Chengjun staring at the wine glass, and asked strangely: "Father, is there any problem with this wine?"
"No." Zhao Chengjun suddenly spilled a glass of wine on the ground, his tone was flat and calm, making people feel uneasy. "This is changpu wine from last year, but it hasn't been fully brewed. Now it's too sour. There is no shortage in Wangfu. Wine, if you really want to drink it, let them change it to a better one."
Zhao Chengjun said so, and Zhao Zixun couldn't continue drinking, so he could only pour out his glass. Zhao Chengjun is very picky about clothing, food, housing, and transportation, and will not accept anything wrong. Changpu wine is a seasonal wine exclusively for the Dragon Boat Festival. It is only in April. It was cold a few days ago, and the fermentation time is indeed not enough. It's just because of this small flaw that all the wine should be poured out. This kind of thing is placed on others, but it should be placed on Zhao Chengjun.
Zhao Zixun didn't think much, but Zhao Zixun always felt that Zhao Chengjun seemed to have overreacted.
To put it bluntly, it's just a pot of wine. I don't like to throw it away. Why does Zhao Chengjun care so much? Zhao Zixun even felt that Zhao Chengjun was holding back his anger.
why? It's just a pot of wine.
Because of this incident, Zhao Chengjun was totally uninterested, and even the princess, who was half of the previous discussion, had no intention of continuing. Zhao Chengjun coldly looked at the hip flask in front of him, and said, "Remove."
The waiter immediately stepped forward and withdrew the flask. Zhao Chengjun didn't even want to say the ending, and stood up and said, "I have something to do, so I will leave first. You can weigh the rest."
Zhao Zixun hurriedly stood up, sent to the door, and said, "Respectfully send my father."
After Zhao Chengjun walked out of the water pavilion, his expression suddenly turned cold. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the attendant asked cautiously: "Wangye,is there any problem with wine?"
Zhao Chengjun was noncommittal, and said, "Where is the maid delivering the wine?"
The maid was taken into custody as early as when Zhao Chengjun showed something strange. The little maid was pushed to the front tremblingly. When she saw Zhao Chengjun, her knees softened and she almost knelt in fright.
"The prince is forgiving... the servant girl, the servant girl really doesn't know anything..."
Zhao Chengjun was too lazy to waste time with her and asked directly: "Where did you get this wine?"
"Kitchen." The little maid leaned on the ground, her body trembling constantly, "Xu gugu gave it to the maidservant, and the maidservant did nothing. Please be aware of it!"
Zhao Chengjun didn't think that the kitchen maid and the little maid had the guts to put medicine in the wine, and even if they put the medicine, they should put poison instead of such unclean things. Zhao Chengjun's face was calm, and his voice sounded calm and slow: "Apart from you, who else has touched this jug of wine?"
"No one. The servant girl knew this was the prince's drink, so she didn't dare to take it carelessly. She was very careful throughout the whole process and didn't let anyone else touch it." The little maid was shivering with fright, almost without a word, "Wangye is aware! If you don't believe it," You can ask Miss Tang, the servant girl and Miss Tang came together."
Tang Shishi...Zhao Chengjun's expression remained unchanged, but the stormy waves suddenly rose in his eyes.
This is really a surprising and not surprising answer.
Tang Shishi returned to the pavilion with the changpu wine. When she came back, Ren Yujun was already there. Ren Yujun saw that Tang Shishi was there, and stood up in surprise: "Miss Tang? Why are you here today? Sister Ji invited me for an unprecedented time, and even Miss Tang was invited?"
Tang Shishi smiled and said, "I was also invited by sister Ji to talk to her sister. Why, is it possible that sister Ren doesn't want to see me?"
"How dare you?" Ren Yujun smiled and said, "Miss Tang is the only one in front of the prince. Where can I dare to gossip about Miss Tang?"
As he said, Ren Yujun glanced at the wine in Tang Shishi's hand and said unclearly: "It's rare that a noble person like Miss Tang is willing to serve the wine in person. Can we afford this pot of wine?"
Ren Yujun's eyes were full of suspicion. Tang Shishi secretly scoffed. Ren Yujun suspected that there was something wrong with the pot of wine. Master Tang did prepare something, but it was not for them.
Ren Yujun also valued herself too much.
Tang Shishi put down the wine. Seeing that Ren Yujun was still skeptical, she smiled and poured a glass and drank it in one gulp. The wine was not yet fermented, it was a little sour, and it was a bit astringent when it entered the throat, but Tang Shishi was not a particular person, she didn't care about these small flaws, and drank it all.
Tang Shishi drank without hesitation, Ren Yujun was finally relieved, but the doubts in her heart were even worse.
There is no problem in the wine... Then what kind of medicine was in Tang Shishi's gourd?
The people were already there, Ji Xinxian quickly went crazy, pouring wine and toasting, seeming to complain, but in fact, she was secretly showing off his favor. Tang Shishi and Ren Yujun sat quietly, and no one wanted to care about Ji Xinxian.
Tang Shishi was slightly in a daze. According to the footsteps of the maid, the pot of wine has now been delivered to Zhao Zixun. Calculating the time of the onset of the drug effect, it was time for Tang Shishi to appear.
Tang Shishi glanced at the sky, and suddenly pressed her eyebrows weakly, with an expression of incompetence. When Ji Xinxian saw it, she immediately asked, "Sister Tang, what's wrong with you?"
Tang Shishi held his brows and said, "I drank too eagerly just now, and now I am a little dizzy. I will change my clothes."
Changpu is a strong drink. Tang Shishi just drank several cups in one sip, which was really too strong for a woman. Ji Xinxian and Ren Yujun did not doubt, and let Tang Shishi go out. Tang Shishi stumbled away for a while. After leaving the sight of Ren Yujun and Ji Xinxian, she immediately became energetic, lifted her skirt and ran to the place where Zhao Zixun was.
Tang Shishi ran halfway and found many people guarding the intersection. She instinctively felt that something was wrong, and instead of showing up rashly, she pulled a passing maid and asked: "What's wrong in front? Why are so many people here?"
The maid glanced forward and said: "The prince went to talk to Shizi, maybe it was wangye who brought them.:
Master Tang's expression was startled, his pupils suddenly tightened: "Wangye?"
"Yes." The maid did not take it seriously, and said casually, "The prince has been here for a long time, and many people dare not enter the garden. Miss Tang, this maidservant are going to deliver things, do you have anything else?"
Tang Shishi shook her head in a daze, and let the maid leave. After waiting for someone to leave, she froze for a moment behind the bushes, suddenly lifted up her long skirt, and ran quickly towards the her Courtyard.
It's not good, it's dangerous.
Tang Shishi didn't care if it would arouse people's suspicion, and ran back to her courtyard at the fastest speed possible. She entered the door out of breath, too late to breathe. The first thing she asked: "Du Juan, has anyone come to me during this time?"
Du Juan heard Tang Shishi's voice and hurriedly greeted her: "Miss, why are you back? No one has been here since the miss left. Miss, has something happened?"
Seeing that Tang Shishi's face was wrong, Du Juan asked cautiously. Tang Shishi said with a calm face, "It's okay, I'm afraid I just staggered with Ji Xinxian and others, just make sure. I'm fine, you all go out."
Du Juan stopped talking, and finally bowed down. Tang Shishi closed the doors and windows, and hurriedly took out her sachet, ignoring what was inside, and poured it into the incense burner.
There is a fire in the incense burner, and usually no one pays attention to the incense ash. It only takes one night for the powder to disappear unconsciously.
This is the pill that Granny Wu found for her. Although it was a love potion, it was done very delicately. Granny Wu said that after using it, she only felt a big dream, fluttering and imaginary. After waking up, the Chinese medicine practitioner will not notice that he is controlled by the medicine, but will only think that he has had a good dream.
The people who came out of the palace were so elegant and meticulous even with these drugs.
Tang Shishi was worried that the pills could not be completely dissolved in the wine, so they were ground into powder in advance, pretending to be fragrant powder and stuffed into her purse. While on the road just now, Tang Shishi secretly added medicine to the wine, then pretended to be dizzy, and took the opportunity to change the two flasks.
Tang Shishi didn't know why Zhao Chengjun would go to Zhao Zixun today. This incident clearly did not happen in the book. But Tang Shishi was too late to think about the reason. She had to plan for the worst. Zhao Chengjun found out. If unfortunately he found out that it was her, Tang Shishi must quickly destroy the evidence and extract herself.
The other pot of wine was drunk by Ji Xinxian and Ren Yujun. There is no evidence to prove that it was the hands and feet of Tang Shishi. She only needs to deal with the powder left in her purse.
After doing all this, Tang Shishi was relieved. At this time, she suddenly discovered that she was sweating a thin layer of sweat.
Tang Shishi hid the sachet in the closet and turned to open the window. Tang Shishi opened the door, caught off guard, and saw Zhao Chengjun standing outside.
The night of the early spring was still chilly, Tang Shishi was shocked, and the sweat behind his back instantly became cold. Zhao Chengjun even smiled when he saw her, raised his hand and gently stroked Tang Shishi's forehead: "It's only April, why are you sweating?"