"What are you yelling about? What are you doing?" Ban Han was lying on the soft couch, letting a servant girl massage her head. Ban Heng rushed in crying and howling. The servant girl was so scared that she pulled out a few strands of Ban Han's hair.
"Junzhu," The young servant girl was so scared that her face turned white. She looked at Ban Han in panic, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.
"You can all leave," Ban Han turned to look at the young servant girl, "It's fine, it's not your fault."
"Thank you, Junzhu." The young servant girl followed the others out, her hands shaking. She looked down at the strands of hair in her hand and felt that her junzhu was beautiful and kind, without a single flaw.
"Yuzhu, you've served Junzhu for two years, how can you still be so timid?" The young servant girl who was close to her took her wrist and laughed quietly, "It seems that Junzhu will quarrel with Shizi again."
"Don't talk nonsense. How can we servants talk about our master's matters in private?" Yuzhu hurriedly pulled her wrist, "If the steward hears, he will deduct your monthly salary."
The young servant girl quickly shut her mouth and looked around. She was relieved when she didn't see the steward.
In the courtyard, Ban Han sat up straight on the chaise lounge and pushed her loose hair behind her back, "Last time, after Duke Rong found out, didn't you say that you would never do such a stupid thing again?"
"It's not like Duke Rong found out every time," Ban Heng said shamelessly, "I sometimes take my words seriously, don't take it to heart. Sister, let's go bury the silver tomorrow morning, okay? "
"Go by yourself," Ban Han lay back on the chaise lounge, "It's so cold in the morning, I don't want to get out of bed."
"Then... let's go tonight. Tomorrow night, we'll stay at the villa in the suburbs and not return to the city," Ban Heng thought, "It's not safe to go out at night. We'll go in the evening. If we can't make it in time for the curfew, we'll stay at the villa for the night. What do you think?"
Ban Ti was silent for a moment. "Go and call in the servant girl who is guarding outside."
"What do you want them to do?" Ban Heng was puzzled.
"Are you going to comb my hair if I don't ask them to?" Ban Han stood up. "I'll tell my mother later."
"Alright!" Ban Heng nodded happily and turned to call the maidservants in. "Big Sister, I'll go and tidy up."
Ban Han ignored him and just sat on the soft couch. Looking at the white jade bracelet on his wrist, she sighed. She was worried that with her brother's brain, he would forget where he buried the bracelet five years later.
The maids filed in and helped Ban Han comb his hair and change his clothes. Dresses that took the embroiderers more than a month to make, hairpins, jade pendants, bracelets, and pearls that ordinary people could not afford in their entire lives, were placed in the corner of the box like discarded stones, waiting for the owner's occasional visit.
Ban Li used the tip of her finger to lightly touch her lips and pursed her lips. When she saw that her lips had become beautiful and moist, she stood up in satisfaction and walked towards the main courtyard.
Although Ban Huai felt guilty for implicating Cheng Anbo and causing him to be injured, Ban Huai was still in a good mood. He walked through the second door and saw his beautiful daughter. The smile on his face suddenly became brighter. "Huahua."
"Father," Ban Han bowed to Ban Huai and trotted to him. "You're smiling so happily. What happened?"
Ban Huai had never been able to hide anything from his daughter, so he recounted everything that had happened at court to Ban Huai. In the end, he even sighed with emotion: "Cheng An Bo is truly a kind and honest person."
"You're saying that Xie Chongjin was sent to prison?" Ban Han's mood was a bit complicated. Could it be that Xie Chongjin would be the one to rebel in the future? But where did he get the ability to rebel? Among the literati, his reputation was not as good as Duke Rong's. Among the generals, he didn't have much prestige. He couldn't imitate his predecessors and create miracles, say that he was the chosen one, and trick the people into fighting with him, right?
Ban Huai saw that his daughter didn't speak for a long time. He looked at her in confusion. "Good girl, why aren't you saying anything?"
"Father, do you think … we should kill him?" Ban Han looked at Ban Huai faintly. Her voice was light and sounded a bit scary.
"Kill, kill who?" Ban Huai was shocked by his daughter's words. "Good girl, do you have a grudge against Xie Chongjin?"
"No," Ban Han whispered. "I'm just worried that he's that person."
"No way," Ban Huai couldn't believe it. "With Xie Jinke's character, how could he raise a son who can do great things?"
Ban Han was speechless. She knocked on her head. "It's all my fault. I can't remember things."
"It's okay. Your father can't remember things either. You take after me." Ban Huai patted Ban Han's head comfortingly. "Let's go. We'll go find your mother."
"Father, you're back?" Ban Heng saw Ban Huai come in and stood up from the chair. "Mother was worried about you. It's so late."
"Hey, something happened at the Imperial Court today." Ban Huai told his wife and son what happened at the Imperial Court. "It's my fault. I wasn't careful enough. Cheng Anbo was implicated. Madam, what should we send as a thank you gift? "
Yin Clan thought carefully and said, "Don't worry. Leave it to me."
In Cheng Anbo's residence, Rong Xia looked at his bruised arm. He pulled down his sleeve to cover the strong smell of medicine and wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. He said to the guard in blue standing in front of him, "Tomorrow's autumn is just right. It's a good time to climb the mountain."
"Yes."
Rong Xia picked up the book on the table. Before he could read a page, the housekeeper rushed over.
"Uncle, Jingting Marquessate sent a thank you gift."
"A thank you gift?" Rong Xia didn't expect the people from Jingting Marquessate to be so polite. He put down the book and took the gift list. There were all kinds of tonics, several boxes of good wound medicine, and … a box of Green Lotus Imperial Longjing Cake?
The housekeeper took a box of food from the servant behind him. With a subtle expression, he said, "The people from Jingting Marquessate sent the gift said that the things in this box can't be kept for long."
"Let me have a look."
The housekeeper brought the box of food to Rong Xia. Rong Xia opened the lid of the box. There was a lotus leaf green porcelain cup inside. There were twelve light green pastries neatly placed in the cup. The pastries were light green and sparkling. They were soft and very cute. They seemed to exude a faint fragrance.
Rong Xia couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the twelve pastries. He said to the housekeeper, "Go and thank the people who sent the gift personally. Don't neglect them."
"Yes." The housekeeper felt that the people from Jingting Marquessate were a little out of line. Who would send these small pastries as a gift? If they met someone who was narrow-minded, they would think that they were looking down on them. They couldn't even afford a plate of pastries.
The pastries this time tasted the same as last time. However, Rong Xia felt that the pastries were not as delicious as last time. Perhaps it was because no one pretended to be generous and looked at him. After eating two pieces, Rong Xia put down her chopsticks and turned back to continue reading.
The next morning, Ban Heng woke up early. He collected and collected some silver and small things that were valuable but did not take up much space. He put them into the sandbags that were disguised. Thanks to his elder sister's daily work, he felt that he could finally carry two sandbags that weighed dozens of catties up the mountain in one go.
Carrying a sandbag now could reduce the number of sandbags he had to carry in the future. He could handle it!
"Junzhu, this morning, Shizi came several times to ask if you had woken up." Ru Yi helped Ban Han wash up. She couldn't help but ask, "Should nubi send someone to tell Shizi now?"
"No need." Ban Han wiped his hands clean. "His temper needs to be polished."
"Yes." Ru Yi smiled and responded. She let the other yahuan take the water out. "What do you want to comb your hair today?"
"I'm going out today. Tonight, I'm going to spend the night with Father at the estate. You and Ji Xiang can help me tidy up." Ban Han sat in front of the copper mirror and looked at his face in the mirror. It was autumn. It was best to paint the flower ornament on the forehead red.
After lunch, Ban Huai took Ban Heng and Ban Han out with the excuse that he was taking his children to play at the estate in the suburbs.
Ban Han was riding on horseback. When he passed by a clothing store, he met a man who was walking out of the store.
This man was very outstanding. He was tall and slender, wearing brocade clothing. His hair was tied up with a jade crown. He looked dignified and spirited. The only fly in the ointment was that the man wore a silver mask that covered the left half of his face.
Seeing Ban Han, the man stopped walking. His expression was hesitant, guilty, and somewhat evasive.
An outstanding man wearing a mask was always conspicuous in a crowd. He saw Ban Han and Ban Han naturally saw him.
The two of them looked at each other in dismay, but they didn't have anything to say.
Two years ago, they were about to get married. However, Xie Qilin ran away from the marriage for a prostitute, causing her to be ridiculed by the world. This was the biggest humiliation in Ban Han's life.
Oh, how did she scold him at the time?
She said, "I'm so beautiful. Is this man blind to elope with a prostitute?"
It seems like she was right two years ago. This man was indeed blind.
"Jia!" Ban Han rode on horseback and looked down at the man. Then, he rode away without hesitation.
At the time, he was so affectionate. In the end, why did he abandon that poor prostitute for glory and wealth? Because he couldn't bear the world's curses and couldn't bear the luxurious life without a group of servants? That poor prostitute. She thought that she had found someone to rely on for her entire life. Who would have thought that she had only found an irresponsible trash.
Therefore, for most men in the world, they could be the world's most valiant hero under the moonlight. However, they could only be heroes under the moonlight.
Xie Qilin stood there in a daze. He looked at the purple-clothed woman on the white horse. He stroked the silver mask on his face and closed his eyes.
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