"There are ghosts in the east, entering at the hour of the Zi, leaving at the west at the hour of the Mao, the candlelight falls at the first watch, buried in the earth at the second watch, still wandering in the water at the third watch …"
"There are ghosts in the east, entering at the hour of the Zi, leaving at the west at the hour of the Mao, the candlelight falls at the first watch, buried in the earth at the second watch, still wandering in the water at the third watch …"
The voice sounded like it came from an abyss underground. Even though it was in broad daylight, it still made people's hair stand on end.
Chills ran down their spines!
The voice rang out over and over again on the street.
Looking in the direction of the voice, they saw several men wearing masks of monsters and demons walking and singing.
Finally, they bumped into a carriage.
The coachman hurriedly pulled on the reins.
"Ride ~"
Three masked men stood motionlessly in front of the carriage, one in front of the other in the back.
The masks of monsters and demons were vivid and lifelike, painted with red, black, and yellow paint. They had sharp teeth and eyes like gongs, looking extremely terrifying.
"Move aside," said the coachman.
The three men still didn't move.
They stared straight at the carriage.
Inside the carriage, Shiniang spoke, "What's wrong?"
"Shiniang, there are three masked men blocking the way, refusing to move aside."
As soon as she finished speaking, the masked men suddenly moved aside and began to sing again, "There are ghosts in the east, entering at the hour of the Zi, leaving at the west at the hour of the Mao, the candlelight falls at the first watch, buried in the earth at the second watch, still wandering in the water at the third watch …"
As they passed by the carriage, Shiniang happened to lift the curtain and look outside. She met the eyes of one of the men wearing a mask of a cow's head.
That glance sent a chill down her spine.
The pair of eyes hidden behind the mask were dark and swarthy, without a trace of luster.
The rims around his eyes were red, as if they were still wet with blood.
Shiniang frowned slightly.
She was puzzled.
Coincidentally, this scene was witnessed by Ji Yunshu, who was sitting in a nearby teahouse.
She was dressed in simple yet elegant men's clothing, with her hair tied up in a high bun and two grey ribbons. She held a fan in her hand, leisurely yet exuding an extraordinary aura.
"Recently, a lot of strange people have appeared in the capital. Those people wearing masks seem to be from the Shepherd Tribe in the far north. They are born to be good at drawing masks, especially the ghost masks like the Ox Ghost and Snake Demon. Their drawings are especially realistic."
Shi Ziran nodded as he rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes, "As expected, Teacher Ji's taste is different from others!"
She smiled!
After the three masked men left, Madam Shiniang, who was in the carriage, had a puzzled look on her face.
Looking at her, Ji Yunshu felt that this woman was truly too beautiful. Not only was she beautiful, but she also exuded a shrewd and capable aura. Looking at the large amount of goods behind the carriage, she could tell that this woman was a capable woman, not a mere flower vase.
"So beautiful!"
Shi Ziran's lips curled into a smile, "But in His Highness's eyes, you're the real beauty."
"You only know how to talk nonsense."
"Tell me the truth! What's more, Prince also thinks the same way! "
Indeed!
She didn't respond and took a sip of tea. Suddenly, she asked, "Oh right, where is His Highness?"
"His Highness has gone to the palace again. I'm afraid the Emperor won't be able to handle such an important matter like the Chamber of Commerce in the capital."
Ji Yunshu hummed in agreement. "Miss Ji, don't blame me for speaking out of turn. Originally, you and Prince could have left the capital a long time ago, but Prince couldn't let it go. He said that he wanted to help His Majesty stabilize his foundation before leaving. In the end, it's already been half a year. I think His Majesty is doing well now, and it's time for Prince to let go.
But if we wait any longer, who knows how long we'll have to wait. " Ji Yunshu's expression was calm as she said, "Jing Rong is doing the right thing. After all, His Majesty's identity is a little sensitive. He has just ascended the throne, so it's inevitable that the court officials will be dissatisfied and cause a lot of trouble. Jing Rong staying by his side is also to stabilize the court officials' hearts. Moreover, His Majesty knows nothing about the matters of the court.
If we want the world to be at peace, we must have a wise ruler. He has been assisting His Majesty for the past half a year, hoping that one day, His Majesty will be able to take charge. When that time comes, he and I can leave the capital with peace of mind. "
Thus, Shi Ziran didn't say anything else.
Ji Yunshu looked at the bustling streets of the capital, a smile appearing on her lips.
She was willing to wait!
As long as Wei Yi could stabilize his position, it didn't matter how long he had to wait.
Inside the imperial palace.
Although it was the eighth day of summer in the imperial garden, the flowers in the garden were in full bloom.
A child of about three years old was playing and laughing inside. Occasionally, he would dive into the bushes and pick some flowers. He was having a great time.
The young eunuch hurried over and saw the child playing with the flowers. He slapped his largest thigh and cried out, "Aiya!"
He rushed over and grabbed the child.
Grabbing the little baby, he said, "Aiya, my little ancestor, why did you come here? I've been looking for you for a long time. "
The child struggled free from him and said, "I haven't played enough."
"But you should leave the palace."
"I'm not leaving. Big Brother Emperor promised me that I can stay in the palace for as long as I want." The chubby child pouted.
The young eunuch's head hurt and he didn't know what to do.
Lord Qi was still waiting for him.
The child made a face at him and scampered away on his little legs.
But before he could take a few steps, he was intercepted by a pair of big hands, who pulled him into an embrace.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
He kicked his short legs and struggled with all his might.
Jing Rong put on a 'bad uncle' expression and hugged him tighter. He gently pinched his nose and said, "You little brat, why are you so naughty? You look just like your father and act just like him. "
The little boy rubbed his nose and said angrily, "Don't talk about my father."
"I did. So what?"
"Then I'll tell my father and Big Brother Emperor. Let him punish you by copying books."
Little brat!
Your father is a coward. He doesn't even dare to touch my finger.
The young eunuch hurried forward. "Little Master, you can't speak carelessly. This is …"
Before he could finish, Jing Rong raised his hand and interrupted him.
He wasn't angry at all. Instead, he felt that the little boy was very cute.
"Who are you? Let me go. "
"I'll bring you to your father and Big Brother Emperor. Can you let them punish me by copying books?"
"Okay!" His voice was childish and stubborn.
Jing Rong smiled dotingly and carried him to Fuyang Hall.
At this moment, outside Fuyang Hall, Lord Qi was rubbing his hands and pacing back and forth anxiously. That little brat brought him out of the palace and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When he saw Jing Rong carrying his son over, his jaw almost dropped.
Jing Rong's face was beaming with happiness as if he was carrying his own son. His mouth seemed to be smeared with honey.
Damn you, go and have a baby with your Teacher Ji!
He was stunned for a moment before he hurried forward.
"Your Highness, this …"
Before Jing Rong could explain, the little boy threw himself into his father's arms and immediately complained, "Father, he scolded you."
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