Glory to the ancestors

□□When he returned to the mansion, he didn't see Han Yu. He guessed that Han Yu must not want to see him, and he didn't care, so he followed Chen Zhan back to the study.

It will be two days before the sacrificial ceremony, and the sacrificial ceremony is usually before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and each family has its own way of celebrating.

The big family must be doing big things, wishing that the whole house would wear sackcloth and filial piety, bowing three times to a row of breathless memorial tablets, while ordinary people would just offer a few plates of white snacks, burn some paper, and kowtow a few times That's all.

Since the decline of the Rong family, Osmanthus osmanthus usually prepared these things, but this time he became leisurely, sitting in the small courtyard, holding the sacrificial oration written by Rong Zhen, and looking left and right.

"Do you still feel that you can't write as well as me?"

Osmanthus osmanthus turned around quickly when she heard the voice, she was so happy that she grabbed Yang Jin's hand and jumped down, "Why are you back?"

"My lord wants to bring me to the capital. I saw that the time for the ceremony was about the same, so I begged him to let me come back a few days earlier." Yang Jin looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus with a smile, "I came here just after I met my father, Rong Zhen Woolen cloth?"

Osmanthus osmanthus pointed to the door of the study, "There seems to be something wrong."

"What is more important than my return, young master?" Yang Jin walked forward without saying hello, and pushed open the door of the study.

When the door squeaked open, Rong Zhen raised his head, "There are no rules?"

There was a smile in Yang Jin's eyes. At that moment, he felt that he had never left, and Rong Zhen had never changed.

Rong Zhen was also taken aback after saying this, he didn't know how he answered it so smoothly, "Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

"I told you, if you use that big carriage to bring me back, won't our family's reputation be ruined?" Yang Jin smiled, walked to the chair opposite Rong Zhen's desk, and nestled in with her legs , put both feet on the armrest, "Do you miss me?"

"Osmanthus osmanthus is better than I think, and keeps holding down the tea leaves and refusing to give me a drink, insisting on waiting for you to come back." Rong Zhen put a stack of paperwork in his hand, put it aside, and told Chen Zhan to back down with a wink.

Yang Jin turned her head with a smile, looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus, "Hurry up and bring it to the young master."

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded again and again, trotting towards the kitchen.

"I was in a depressed mood today, but I'm finally happy to see you."

Yang Jin nodded, "I heard from my father that you leveled the Liangqian School." He looked around again, "No wonder I didn't see Han Yu pestering you."

"If he pesters me now, he will probably kill me." Rong Zhen sighed, "I didn't expect Li Xiao to let you go?"

"He didn't let me go, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, he still wants to take me away." Yang Jin scratched her hair, very distressed, "He is more annoying than the girl in the brothel."

"You're the only one who compares the prince with □□," Rong Zhen pointed outside, "How about going outside to admire the autumn leaves?"

"Let's do it in the backyard, that tree is big." Yang Jin suggested.

"it is good."

Osmanthus osmanthus held a small teapot in her hand and poured tea into two teacups. The fragrance of the tea was overflowing. Yang Jin sniffed it with excitement, "Ah, our northern tea smells better. They always like to drink tea in it." Soak some flowers and smell the powder."

"Don't talk nonsense, the southern border flower tea is obviously very good, and you happily took it away when I gave it to you a few years ago." Rong Zhen sank into the recliner, eyes slightly closed, took the small teacup from the table, and drank it stop.

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and no one can stand drinking all day long." Yang Jin was in the same posture as him, with a mink blanket covering his legs, and he said he came back from that warm place , I feel cold everywhere.

Osmanthus osmanthus was very happy to see the two of them talking to each other, and ran to get them some refreshments.

"Look at the sweet-scented osmanthus, it won't grow up." Yang Jin looked at the back of the sweet-scented osmanthus and smiled.

"It's better if he doesn't grow up."

"Why don't you see sister Yuhan, call her out together."

"It's better not to call her, I was stimulated." Rong Zhen opened his eyes slightly, "In the days when you were not here, a lot of things happened, I can't tell you one by one."

"It's okay," Yang Jin didn't care, "I'd be annoyed if you told me in detail."

He loosened his head and rested it on the back of the chair, "I can spend a day here."

"Just so comfortable?" Rong Zhen mocked him, and suddenly thought, "But I don't have much to do now."

"Why did you remember that you resigned from the post of Minister of the Household Department?" Although Yang Jin was not in the capital, she knew the news clearly.

"It's really unpleasant to be caught between those two girls."

"I thought you still wanted to lure the two of them to fight each other for the benefit of the fisherman."

When Rong Zhen heard that Yang Jin's tone was wrong, his eyes suddenly changed, "What did the lord tell you?"

"What's there to say, we two don't agree with each other, and if we speak a few words, we will quarrel." Yang Jin still looked leisurely, "Otherwise, why am I running back in such a hurry?"

Hearing what he said, Rong Zhen also felt that his worry just now was a little unnecessary, "You still need to restrain yourself a little bit as you depend on others."

"Well, I know," Yang Jin turned around, with his legs straddling the blanket, and he was facing Rong Zhen's profile from this angle, "Do you miss me?"

Rong Zhen was still smiling with his eyes closed, "Something, the mansion is too quiet."

"Then I'll buy you a parrot." Yang Jin felt bored, stopped teasing, turned back, and was watching the sweet-scented osmanthus running back, but with a nervous expression on her face, she quickly frowned and asked, " how?"

Osmanthus osmanthus gestured to them, "The emperor is here!"

Yang Jin jumped up from the reclining chair, "I don't come sooner or later, but I come when I'm here."

"Hide in the courtyard?" Rong Zhen asked, he had just finished dealing with the master in the morning, but he didn't expect to see him twice a day, thinking about it made his brain ache.

"It's really time for me to come." Li Yun had already arrived uninvited, looking at the teacup on the stone table and said with a smile.

Yang Jin closed her eyes in despair, knelt down with Rong Zhen, "See the emperor."

"Yang Jin?" Li Yun narrowed his eyes, "Why are you back?"

"Back to the emperor, Prince Pingnan has given me two days off to return to Beijing to participate in the sacrificial ceremony."

"Then will he come to the banquet during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Go back to the emperor, the prince said that he will definitely be there." Yang Jin raised her head, and carefully sized up the little emperor, this kid was quite fast and had grown quite a bit taller.

"That's good." Li Yun nodded, walked to the low stool beside the stone table and sat down, "Are you drinking tea?"

"Yes," it was Rong Zhen's turn to answer, "This tea is from last year, so I will ask someone to replace it with a new one."

"No need, it smells good," Li Yun smiled, "You two, shall we go together?"

Who dares to answer no?

Chen Zhan also rushed over and asked people to remove the deck chairs, and Rong Zhen and the others sat in a circle on the edge of the stone table.

Yang Jin snatched the sweet-scented osmanthus and poured a cup for Rong Zhen and Li Yun, "Your Majesty, try it. The sweet-scented osmanthus will hide the tea leaves in the chrysanthemums at this time, and it will be delicious for a day and a night."

Hearing this, Li Yun looked up at the sweet-scented osmanthus standing behind Rong Zhen, "A young servant has such a flair, Duke Rong is really good at controlling people."

"The emperor's award."

"What is this?" Li Yun glanced at the sacrificial oration under the table and asked again.

"This is the sacrificial oration used in the sacrificial ceremony." Rong Zhen replied.

"Sacrificial rites," Li Yun picked up the paper and looked at it, "The ceremonial rites in the palace are written by the Ministry of Rites. I haven't seen any ordinary people's."

This is true, the Rong family is an aristocratic family, but compared with the royal family, it becomes an ordinary family.

Yang Jin was very apprehensive about the emperor, she kept her head down, not knowing what to say, she kept looking at Rong Zhen, wanting to see how he would react.

Rong Zhen also looked back at him and shook his head, which means we should just wait and see what happens.

Li Yun put down the sacrificial text, "It's nothing special."

Rong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm not talented enough, so I can only do this."

"That's right, this kind of thing is just a formality," Li Yun nodded, "I came out of the palace to experience the people's feelings, do you two have the time to accompany me for a walk on the street?"

Yang Jin lowered her head and pursed her mouth when only Rong Zhen could see clearly. He just wanted to spend the afternoon with Rong Zhen.

Of course Rong Zhen knew his little thoughts, and laughed, "I will accompany the emperor there."

Rong Zhen waved back, meaning that Osmanthus osmanthus didn't need to follow. Seeing that Osmanthus osmanthus took a step back, she was about to retreat, but was stopped by Li Yun, "You come too."

Osmanthus osmanthus raised her eyes and looked at Rong Zhen in embarrassment.

Rong Zhen nodded again, what can be done, they have all been named.

Yang Jin slowly followed behind Li Yun and Rong Zhen, hoping that they would see her stinky face and spare herself, but Li Yun pretended not to see it, and Rong Zhen gloated at his misfortune, no one paid any attention to him .

A few people left the Rongguo Mansion just like that, except for Yang Jin, who were not familiar to the common people on the street. Although they could be seen as high-ranking officials and dignitaries by their clothes, they only dared to whisper and cast curious eyes on them.

"Your Majesty, why don't we take the sedan chair?" Rong Zhen asked.

"Mr. Rong is used to sitting in a sedan chair. I walked all the way from the palace to the Rongguo Mansion just now, and I didn't feel tired."

How annoying this little emperor can be.

Rong Zhen's complexion sank all of a sudden, causing Yang Jin to feel the pleasure of revenge, "Yes, Mr. Rong Guo is too weak, he can't breathe after walking a few steps."

Osmanthus osmanthus followed behind them, standing side by side with Li Yun's personal eunuch, she didn't dare to smile outright, she pursed her lips and kept pinching her own palm.

"If Duke Rong is tired, let's take a rest in this teahouse." Li Yun stopped and pointed to a teahouse on the street.

This tea house is really familiar, he squinted his eyes, what is the purpose of this little emperor pulling himself today.

As soon as the boy saw Rong Zhen following others, his expression changed immediately, "Guys, do you want a private room upstairs?"

"Old rules." Li Yun laughed.

Yang Jin glanced at Li Yun, is the emperor still a regular visitor?

They went up to the second floor together, sat in the private room, and refreshments were quickly served.

"This teahouse was brought to me by the former Minister of the Ministry of Justice, and now I will bring you to try it too." Li Yun said, and he looked at Yang Jin again, "You don't know yet, do you?"

Yang Jin nodded, "When I got home today, my father had already told me that Mr. Shang Shu is our senior brother and has always been our role model. This fact is regrettable."

Rong really thought that Yang Jin's superficial skills were really good. The person he disliked the most was that senior, and now that he was sincere, he was about to shed tears.

"Yeah, I never thought that a non-governmental organization would have such a capability." Li Yun also sighed.

"The Two Money Sect is well-organized, and it was premeditated a long time ago. Of course, this is also due to the minister's dereliction of duty."

"I'm not blaming you." Li Yun picked up the teacup, "I just think it's scary. The memorial is full of peace and prosperity, but in reality, my humerus minister died under this city gate."

Rong Zhen and Yang Jin didn't say a word, they both knew the reason, but they didn't intend to be that early bird, they had no obligation to share the little emperor's worries and problems.

Rong Zhen was a little embarrassed, so he was distracted to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus, and the sweet-scented osmanthus stared at the plate of dim sum on the table with piercing eyes.

Rong Zhen smiled, wrote it down, and asked someone to send it back home later.

"Why do you keep staring at this?" Rong Zhen was not the only one who noticed Mu Xi's wink.

Osmanthus quickly lowered her head.

"Do you want to eat?" Li Yun asked again.

Osmanthus shakes her head.

"Order another plate and give it to him. You can eat outside the screen." Li Yun lifted his chin, and his personal eunuch went out.

Yang Jin felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she pouted, "Your Majesty, you are quite considerate."

"He's not an ordinary servant, is he?" Li Yun looked at Rong Zhen with a smile.

Yang Jin had nothing to say again, she couldn't agree, no, this is the heart of Duke Rong.

He hissed, "I didn't expect these two Qianjiao to go deep into the southern border, scaring Prince Pingnan."

"Well," Li Yun's attention was finally drawn back, "Is my uncle so timid?"

"Yes, he looks quite tall and strong, but he is actually a coward who faints when he sees blood." Yang Jin got the chance, how could he not slander Li Xiao a few more words.

"But what Uncle Huang did did not seem like such a timid person."

"Your Majesty, you haven't seen him before," Yang Jinhu made up, "If you say he has the guts to rebel, then I don't believe it."

As soon as he said the word treason, he wanted to bite his tongue and swallow it back.

Rong Zhen looked at Yang Jin suspiciously. It wasn't because Yang Jin's words were absurd, but he didn't believe that he was helping Li Xiao to speak like this. Something must have happened in the middle.

"Whether you have the guts to rebel, I will know when I see the emperor with my own eyes." Li Yun smiled and did not intend to pursue Yang Jin. He had a very strange feeling of closeness to Rong Zhen and the others, but this did not mean that Reminding them of their time with Li Huan will only make them feel even more unnatural.

Yang Jin lowered her head and took a sip of tea, searching for the political affairs of these days from hearsay, "Your Majesty, I heard that Liang Guo has made another move recently?"

"The military newspaper in the extreme north said it's not a big deal, and it's almost winter, so they shouldn't be too troublesome." After Li Yun finished answering, he looked at Rong Zhen again, "Have you read the military newspaper?"

Rong Zhen raised his eyebrows, "I haven't paid much attention to military newspapers, let alone military affairs."

"Is there something you don't understand?" Li Yun was surprised.

"It's not surprising, Your Majesty," Yang Jin finally had a chance to answer, "He's always been weak, his skills are poor, and he can't learn the art of war. I really can't believe he's from the Rong family."

"Yes," Li Yun nodded, "The Rong family got their fortune from Wu."

Rong Zhen cleared his throat, "The talent is really limited."

"But it's okay, your majesty, you don't want him to lead the army, do you?" Yang Jin asked again.

"Naturally," Li Yun pursed his lips and smiled meaningfully.

The tea for sweet-scented osmanthus was also served, and he followed behind the screen. He could see the strange aura of those three people, and he felt embarrassed when he stayed there.

Thinking back to the past, Li Huan often dragged those two people together to discuss political affairs, but it was clearly not the case.

Li Huan often asked a question, Yang Jin rushed to answer it, Rong Zhen commented slowly, and he listened in confusion, but he was happy.

He took a bite of the pastry, but it still tasted good.

He saw that the emperor's little eunuch was standing next to him, and quickly beckoned him to sit with him.

The little eunuch pointed to himself and whispered, "Me?"

Osmanthus nods.

The little eunuch shook his head, "The emperor only said that he wanted you to eat, but he didn't let me..."

Osmanthus grabbed his sleeve, pulled him to her side, took another piece of pastry and put it in his hand.

The little eunuch smiled at the sweet-scented osmanthus, and finally took a bite.

The little eunuch was not like sweet-scented osmanthus, he hadn't eaten too many delicate things, so he couldn't stop after tasting it, and started to gobble it up.

Osmanthus osmanthus looked at him happily, this kind of person is still interesting.

Yang Jin and Rong Zhen just sat with Li Yun all afternoon, so nervous that they didn't even sit on their buttocks.

Finally, when it was getting dark, Rong Zhen was able to say this, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to return to the palace."

"Ah, is that so?" Li Yun was still a little unsatisfied, "I'm having a good time chatting with you."

Yang Jin secretly sighed, we are not.

"Then we can continue talking next time, Your Majesty." Rong Zhen smiled, and shouted behind the screen, "Osmanthus osmanthus!"

The sweet-scented osmanthus wiped the drool from her mouth, pushed the little eunuch, hurried inside, and stood behind Rong Zhen.

"The emperor is going to leave." Rong Zhen ordered the little eunuch, "Go ask the waiter in the tea house for a sedan chair. The capital is not peaceful for the time being. The emperor should be careful."

"Then I will listen to you."

Yang Jin turned her back, breathed a sigh of relief, and winked at the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Osmanthus osmanthus lowered her head and smiled, then quickly pursed her lips.

The three of them stood at the door of the teahouse, watching Li Yun's sedan chair go further and further away.

Yang Jin shrugged her shoulders, "Does he really think that he will become confidantes after drinking afternoon tea with us?"

"He was used to being suppressed when he was young, and you can understand." Rong Zhen replied, "Let's walk back."

"Huh?" Yang Jin looked up at him.

"I don't want to be told that I'm not physically strong anymore." Rong Zhen glanced at Yang Jin and said intentionally.

Yang Jin and Mu Xitou got together and laughed with their mouths open.