Glory to the ancestors

"The sweet-scented osmanthus is gone?" Yang Jin looked at Rong Zhen, and when she heard Rong Zhen say yes, she jumped in, "Did you grab the medicine for you?"

Rong Zhen nodded again, "Thank you for helping me find a doctor just now."

"It's nothing, there is a resident doctor in Li Xiao's mansion, who is waiting to pass it on at any time."

Rong Zhen smiled, "You know him very well."

"Familiar fart," Yang Jin felt a pain in his shoulders when he thought of Li Xiao's inexplicable temper last night, "I will have a hard time in the future."

"Actually, you can go back to the capital with me." Rong Zhen had just been pricked by the sweet-scented osmanthus, and his voice was still weak, "The sweet-scented osmanthus hates you."

"What about you?" Yang Jin raised her eyes and asked, "Are you willing?"

"As your old friend, I'm not willing."

How nice to add a prefix to myself.

Yang Jin shrugged his shoulders, he didn't intend to share with Rong Zhen what Li Xiao told him, "I have other plans here."

"What's the plan?"

"If I find evidence of Prince Pingnan's rebellion, the emperor will reward me as a second-rank official if he is happy."

"too dangerous."

Yang Jin sat down opposite Rong Zhen nonchalantly, with her legs resting on the armrest of the chair, and asked Rong Zhen, "When did you, Young Master Yang, ever fear danger?"

"I'm afraid."

Yang Jin sighed secretly, "Rong Zhen, I'm serious, you shouldn't protect me anymore, we've all grown up."

"I understand what you want to stabilize the status quo, but time is changing, and we are changing too. Do you still want what you wanted before?"

Rong Zhen fell silent and looked at Yang Jin quietly.

Yang Jin's earnestness at the moment made him feel a little ashamed. What was in front of him was not the quarrelsome young prince of the Prime Minister's mansion, but the future pillar of the country, who had eliminated a group of champions.

He had read the articles he had written for the exam at that time, and they were magnificent and beyond imagination. Although the strategies for governing the country in it were a little difficult to implement, they had to be said to be straight to the point.

Such a magnificent soul really shouldn't be taken under one's own wings.

"Rong Zhen, I'm not sweet-scented osmanthus, I can't stand at the gate of Rongguo Mansion forever and wait for you to come home."

Yang Jin continued, "What I want to do is to stand shoulder to shoulder with you in the imperial court, otherwise why should I take this imperial examination?"

"I understand." Rong Zhen nodded. Speaking of this, he thought Yang Jin too shallowly.

"Okay, I'm not ashamed to say these big words," Yang Jin slapped her face with her hand, "I just lost a relationship and made trouble with you. If I have enough trouble, I'll go back. I can't bear my father."

"Ok?"

Yang Jin looked at Rong Zhen's reaction and laughed, but those words were really not a joke.

The Yang family is no worse than the Rong family, there have been many famous ministers and generals, how could he be willing to become the young master under the protection of Rong Zhen and his father under the influence of this.

Although he likes Rongzhen, he will not take the initiative to show weakness just for Rongzhen to like himself, his dignity does not allow it.

In the capital, it was really useless to hide from his father and be watched by Rong Zhen all the time, but Li Xiao gave him such a chance.

Heh, Yang Jin couldn't help but sneer when he thought of Li Xiao. Li Xiao wanted to control himself by relying on his bluffing skills, so he really didn't want to see what kind of character you, Young Master Yang, were.

"Then I will be leaving in a few days." Rong Zhen confirmed with Yang Jin again, "You can still think about it."

"Okay, I understand," Yang Jin nodded, "Grandpa, you can leave at ease."

"However, if you feel uncomfortable here, I will find someone to take you back."

In Li Huan's letter, he said that he has placed quite a lot of people in the southern border, and he is not afraid that Li Xiao will not let them go.

"If you still have time, help me read some documents."

Yang Jin hissed, "Take me as a coolie!"

Saying so, he still jumped off the chair and ran towards the piles of paperwork on the ground.

Rong Zhen looked at him with a smile, and walked over by himself.

He couldn't move his right hand very much, so Yang Jin read a page by himself and helped Rongzhen turn a page, with a tacit understanding.

When Osmanthus came back, seeing that they were both engrossed, she silently lit the candles in the room, brought pear soup between them, each with a bowl, and then stepped back to look at them.

This is what they are all familiar with.

But now among the three of them, no one is the same as before.

Yang Jin is right, time is changing, they are all growing up, and what they want is already different.

By the time they were finally tired, it was late at night.

Osmanthus osmanthus was lying on a stack of paperwork, deep sleep, her face deformed by the pressure.

Yang Jin secretly smiled, and was about to wake him up, but was stopped by Rong Zhen, "Let him sleep for a while."

"Then I'll get him a blanket, otherwise he'll catch a cold." Yang Jin ran to Rongzhen's bed as she said that, and pulled the blanket and brought out a bloody handkerchief.

His hands trembled, he looked at Rong Zhen uneasily, quickly hid the handkerchief back to its original position, and brought the blanket over.

After Rong Zhen covered the sweet-scented osmanthus tightly, he said to Rong Zhen again, "Would you like to go out and let the wind go?"

"Okay," Rong Zhen stood up and followed Yang Jin out.

Yang Jin smiled, squatted down, and picked up the pear soup bowl, "Bring this."

Rong Zhen laughed at him for being greedy, but still shook his head and took another from his hand.

The two of them walked to the stone table in the middle of the yard and sat down.

The weather is a little overcast, and the stars are emitting a hazy light, like a half-covered beauty, but seductive.

"Rong Zhen, if Li Huan is still here, what kind of situation would we be in now?" At nights like this, Yang Jin always thought of Li Huan.

"Then you should have lost your temper with him now." Rong Zhen said helplessly, "He really spoiled you."

"Yes, if he sees that I have been wronged so much because of you, he will definitely kill you with a knife."

"Yang Jin," Rong Zhen called Yang Jin's name suddenly, "I should say sorry to you."

"There's nothing to be sorry about," Yang Jin waved her hand, "It's my own business to like you."

"Why are you so free and easy?" Rong Zhen's tone was genuinely envious.

Yang Jin turned her head, the stars in her eyes made Rong Zhen tighten her lips, "Probably because I don't love enough."

Maybe it was because I loved it so much that I jumped on it recklessly after being burned by the fire.