Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor

After the Yu family's banquet ended, Murong Xu also packed up his luggage, and soon set foot on the road back to Ye.

After King Yingchuan left, the atmosphere in Gaoping County was significantly more relaxed. Some time ago, there were singing and dancing every night, singing and dancing endlessly, it looked like a lot of flowers, but after Murong Xu left, many people really relaxed.

Even though Murong Xu is just an idle prince, he is a person in the imperial city after all, so how can he be free from restraint. Now that Murong Xu is back in Beijing, Gaoping County celebrates the new year, and everyone is happy.

The time has entered December, and it snowed in the middle of the night yesterday. This morning, everything was covered with snow, and the snow covered the ground with a thin layer. The sweeper makes the mother-in-law get up early in the morning to sweep the snow. If the snow on the road is not swept away in time, when the sun shines at noon, the snow water mixed with mud will melt, and it will be frozen into dark ice when the cold wind blows at night. Dark ice looks inconspicuous, but it is very easy to slip people. The new year is coming soon, everyone wants to win a good fortune, it's okay to fall down, but if you fall down a lady, it will be troublesome.

Today, Yu Qingjia was wearing a white quilted jacket and a long red skirt, wrapped in a wide hood, and creaked and stepped on the snow all the way to the main courtyard to say hello. There was always no shortage of people in Mr. Yu's courtyard, but today it was especially lively.

When Yu Qingjia entered the door, the maidservant quickly took Yu Qingjia's hand stove after seeing it, and several people gathered together to remove Yu Qingjia's cloak. The leading servant girl instructed the little girl to hang up the cloak, then turned her head, and smiled at Yu Qingjia apologetically, "Miss Liu came to greet Laojun so early? But unfortunately, the eldest lady is also inside, please trouble Liu Niangzi for a little while." Wait a minute."

Mrs. Li is there too? Yu Qingjia's eyes moved slightly, and she already roughly guessed what Li Shi was doing inside. She smiled at the servant girl, and she really stood in the front hall looking at the flowers on the screen.

On the 50-fold screen, there are paintings of Songhe prolonging the year and autumn frost beating chrysanthemums. Through the shadowy screen, one can vaguely hear Li's crying coming from inside.

In the room, Laojun Yu leaned crookedly on the slum. Since she had an illness in November, she has always been in poor health. Can feel her body is very tired. Yu Laojun had dimples on his face, and the maid fed and drank the medicine one by one. Her teeth were not aligned, and when she drank the medicine, the soup would flow out, leaving ugly brown marks on her body. Another maidservant knelt on one side obediently. Once the medicine leaked from Old Master Yu's mouth, she quickly wiped it off with a veil.

Mrs. Li knelt down and said weepingly: "Old gentleman, you see the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and you send Ya'er to worship the Buddha at this time, isn't this slapping her in the face in public? Anyway, King Yingchuan has already left , our family is more relaxed, and we will send Ya'er away in the spring of next year, isn't it the same?"

Mr. Yu was already distracted by the pain of medicine. Hearing Mrs. Li's stupid words, she became angry and frowned, "Stupid! Is it in the dog's belly? The Yu family has made you the eldest granddaughter-in-law for almost twenty years. Is this how your mother-in-law taught you? You can even tell that the king of Yingchuan has returned to Ye, so you can push back on Siniang Punishment. You are deliberately trying to ruin the reputation of my Yu family, and let the whole family in Yanzhou see the jokes of the Yu family!"

Li cried even more mournfully. Her handkerchief was already soaked, but she still refused to give in. Every time she rubbed the handkerchief, the powder on her face would come off, finally revealing the dry yellow and flabby skin underneath. White, yellow and yellow, stiff pink and haggard complexion are intertwined, and it is quite embarrassing to describe. Mrs. Li cried: "I know that Laojun never talked about what he said. Laojun annoyed us, and our mother and daughter are useless. I am already old, and this life is like this, but Ya'er is still there. Young, she is only fifteen years old, she will marry in the future."

Old Master Yu couldn't help feeling angry when he heard that, this idiot can't support the wall with mud. She had already said the words in such a way that she almost said it clearly, but she still couldn't understand. Yu Qingya framed her cousin with a completely invisible matter, and one of the parties involved was the prince in the palace. If the Yu family didn't make some statement, how would they gain a foothold in front of the aristocratic families in Yanzhou in the future?

Old Lord Yu asked Yu Qingya to go to the Buddha to calm down. At this time, Buddhism was very prosperous in the Southern Dynasty, and even the Northern Dynasty was also contaminated with the atmosphere of the Southern Dynasty. Respecting the Buddha is an elegant thing and merit, and it will not damage Yu Qingya's reputation at all. Give yourself gold by serving the Buddha. Mrs. Li knows that the New Year is coming soon, doesn't Mr. Yu know? This pig's brain can't figure it out, Mr. Yu insists on this, firstly, to show that the Yu family's family style is strict, and secondly, isn't this a ready-made excuse to bring Yu Qingya back during the Chinese New Year?

So stupid, Mr. Yu didn't want to talk to Mrs. Li, but Mrs. Li was still crying in front of her, and the crying sound made Mr. Yu's head hurt. Mrs. Yu was so noisy that she couldn't drink the medicine. She pushed away the medicine bowl and said with a somber face, "You don't need to beg anymore. You can't pick a day to serve the Buddha. If the weather is fine these days and you are on your way, let Siniang go tomorrow." Let's go on the road. You go back and pack up for Si Niang now, there is still time."

"Tomorrow?" Li shrieked all over her body, her voice was so piercing that it almost pierced her eardrums. She was in a hurry and said, "Why are we leaving tomorrow? It's too late. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the weather is still so cold. How can we let Siniang go to a place like a Buddhist temple..."

Mrs. Li kept saying these two sentences over and over again, but Mr. Yu didn't want to hear any more, so he decided on this matter with a sullen face. Seeing that Mr. Yu had made up his mind, Mrs. Li pursed her mouth and cried again. When Mrs. Li went out crying, when she opened the door curtain, she looked up and saw Yu Qingjia.

Yu Qingjia smiled lightly at Mrs. Li across the screen.

Li's feelings for Yu Qingjia were very complicated, she tried her best to convince herself to despise Yu, at least Yu was dead, but she was still alive. But every time I saw Yu's daughter, Li seemed to be back when she was newlyweds. She was standing in the hallway dressed in red, and Yu and Yu Wenjun came from the other side. They talked and laughed, and no one paid attention she.

Fifteen years later, Mrs. Li has lost even her only advantage - youth, but Mrs. Yu is always young and beautiful. Standing in the crowd, Yu's daughter is naturally the focal point. For example, Yu Qingjia is standing behind the screen, her outline is blurred by the translucent screen, and she looks like an amazingly beautiful ink painting at first glance.

Seeing Yu Qingjia was stunned for a moment, Mrs. Li raised her waist, snorted while holding her elder's frame, and left quickly. Such an attitude would be extremely expensive if it was done by a magnificent woman, but Li Shi's face is white and yellow, pretending to be like this will only make people feel ridiculous.

Yu Qingjia entered the house and greeted Laojun Yu as usual. Old Master Yu's body seemed to have dropped a lot, and after talking to Mrs. Li, she coughed again. After finally waiting for the cough to subside, Yu Laojun's cheeks were sallow and red, looking very abnormal. Just this coughing had drained all of Yu Laojun's energy. Seeing Yu Qingjia waving tiredly, she didn't bother to ask Yu Qingjia anything, so she let her go back.

Yu Qingjia was also happy and relaxed. She put on a full set of snow gear and walked leisurely in the verandah for a while holding a hand stove. Soon Bai Rong caught up from behind and said in a low voice: "Mr. Li went to Laojun today for About Miss Fourth. But I heard that Laojun has made a decision to send Miss Fourth away tomorrow."

Yu Qingjia guessed it just now, and it is not surprising to hear this now. Yu Qingjia asked, "Which monastery is it?"

"Jing'an Temple in the southern suburbs outside the city."

Yu Qingjia nodded, and then stopped caring. No matter how nicely Mr. Yu said it, in the end he did not give Yu Qingya a break. Going to Jing'an Temple is not the same as going to a family temple, and Jing'an Temple is only a day's drive away from the county town. If there is no major event, which parent would not take the younger generation back to celebrate the New Year?

Yu Qingjia's heart was clear, she felt incredible when she thought of Li Shi's appearance before leaving, it was obvious that there was a lot of thunder and rain, and it was thanks to Li Shi that she could cry like that. It's rare to be as stupid as Li Shi.

It was the end of the first year of Guangxi, and she still had enough time to settle accounts with Yu Qingya, so Yu Qingjia was not in a hurry to beat him to death with a stick. There is a system behind Yu Qingya, she would rather be deficient than excessive, and must not be in a hurry.

In contrast, Yu Qingjia was more curious about another matter. Is Mr. Yu's body deteriorating too fast? She remembered that when she had just returned to her ancestral home in October, Mr. Yu was sitting in the main hall. Although his hair was gray, he had harsh eyes and deep lines on his face, making him difficult to get along with at first sight. At that time, Old Master Yu was still in good spirits, unlike now, Old Lord Yu is clearly in a state of decline, already looking like he is dying. To put it bluntly, the current Mr. Yu, the first time he sees her, people can think of her funeral. It is obvious that he will not live long.

After only half a year, what did Yu Qingya eat for Old Master Yu, so that she wasted so much? Yu Qingjia has no feelings for Mr. Yu at all, and this scene is Mr. Yu's own fault. However, Yu Qingjia suddenly became vigilant, the shortcut is the wrong way, all the things that can be obtained without hard work will have to pay double or even multiple prices later. Yu Qingjia doesn't care what price Yu Qingya will pay in the future, but the system, a monstrous existence that can overdraw medicines at will, must be completely destroyed.

The news that Yu Qingya was about to go to the monastery spread like wildfire. Sure enough, the next day, with a sullen face, Yu Qingya boarded the carriage going out of the city reluctantly with two maids. The new year is approaching day by day, but the atmosphere in the Yu family is not lively. Since Yu Qingya left, Mrs. Li has been crying every day, news of the political turmoil came from the capital, and at this juncture, Mr. Yu fell ill again.

Mr. Yu's illness disrupted everyone's pace, the excitement of the New Year was swept away, and the servants didn't even dare to hang up the red lanterns. What's even more coincidental is that Mr. Yu originally planned to send Yu Qingya out for a few days, and bring her back in the name of the New Year when the Chinese New Year is almost here. Now, Mr. Yu fell ill and was unconscious every day. No one else dared to say this. Seeing that the New Year's Eve was over, Yu Qingya still stayed in the Buddhist temple, feeling as if she had been abandoned by her family to fend for herself.

In Jing'an Temple, Yu Qingya was looking forward day and day, but in the end, she seemed to be really forgotten in the Buddhist temple, and there was no movement. Yu Qingya bought off Laojun Yu's maid before going out, and probably got to know Laojun Yu's background. But now the day when the servant girl revealed it to her has passed, and Old Master Yu still hasn't sent anyone over. Yu Qingya was completely panicked, and hurriedly asked the system for help: "System, did Mr. Yu really forget me? If I was left outside the city for the New Year, I would be laughed to death by other girls when I go back."

Yu Qingya shivered as she spoke, or, very likely, she couldn't go back at all.

The system only accepts orders and doesn't think about it. Yu Qingya's words were originally doubts, but when passed to the system, it automatically turns them into real possibilities. After analyzing the system for a while, he gave a solution with the highest probability of success: "According to the common routine, the host is now in line with the model of an unfavored prostitute who is forgotten by the family in a Buddhist temple and fends for itself. There are two main plans for the host to come back: 1. , the host took care of his skin in the Buddhist temple to improve himself, and lived a prosperous life in exile, in order to meet the noble male protagonist and members of the Yu family one day, and amaze everyone in one fell swoop."

Yu Qingya couldn't help frowning: "But, it's too late for me to wait so long. King Yingchuan has already returned to Beijing. Will King Langya pass by this mountain by chance in the past two days?"

The system was silent for a moment, and said: "The possibility is very small. If the host wants to go home before the earth year in the old calendar, that is, within seven days, he can only adopt the second solution. That is to give old gentleman Yu medicine to make him sick. The Yu family Everyone knows that the host can cure Mr. Yu's illness, so if they send you out, they have to be more careful and invite you back."

"Prescribe medicine?" Yu Qingya bit her lip, and slowly repeated the two words, "Are you talking about medicine or poison?"

The system was silent, and the two of them knew very well that the only way to break the predicament at this moment was to poison.