roccoschili Chapter 127 Make up your mind
Chapter 127 Make up your mind
Tomorrow is Madam Qin's birthday. Jin Chu had planned to go out in the morning to pick out a gift for the old lady, but because of Su Cheng'an's incident at night, it became uncertain whether she could go out this morning.
Although Su Cheng'an said that he was fine, Jin Chu was not blind. She could see that he said that to reassure herself.
Therefore, although Jin Chu no longer mentioned it, he still didn't want him to take risks again under such circumstances.
After all, the two of them have had several life-threatening encounters!
It would be fine if we hadn't met him, but now that we have, I can't just watch him in danger and pretend not to know.
Now, the two of them have been saving each other so much that they can no longer tell who owes whom. They have simply mixed together and cannot tell each other apart.
In addition to this complicated favor, Jin Chu also has his own plans.
Ever since he knew that his original body's father was Ye Shengpei, Marquis of Wu'an, he has been burdened with a deep blood feud.
Unfortunately, the original body just waved his hand and disappeared, leaving Jin Chu with a body and this deep hatred.
And the moment Jinchu decided to avenge the wrongfully killed relatives of the Ye family, the kind of carefree life of being content with a small fortune and coming and going freely that she dreamed of was gone from her life like a handkerchief!
In Lincheng, she pretended to be well-behaved and cooperated with Li Yuanwai, and tried to please the people who supervised her time and time again, using the method of boiling a frog in warm water to gradually wear down their vigilance. Later, she took advantage of the reputation of the newly promoted Jie Yuanlang Wang Weiyuan and boarded his ship to Beijing, and finally she successfully escaped from Lincheng and entered Beijing.
If Jin Chu had not promised the Ye family members who died unjustly in the dream to clear the stigma of his heroic father and brothers, he would never have set foot in this prosperous, dreamlike, yet filthy capital city.
After being in the capital for so long, Jin Chu was unable to get any news about the court except for being able to reluctantly admit the gate of the Qin Mansion due to the friendship between Wang Weiyuan and Qin Shijun.
Although Wang Weiyuan was outstanding, he was still too young! Even if he could successfully pass the Spring Examination next year and become a disciple of the Emperor, or even take the top spot and shine brilliantly, for Jin Chu, within five years he still wouldn't be able to help her redress the injustices of the hundreds of people in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion.
The world is like a game of chess, and life is like a dream. A long wait means too many variables, and she dare not put all her hopes on Wang Weiyuan.
In this world where imperial power is as great as the sky, Wang Weiyuan, who is used to the idea of loyalty to the emperor and serving the country, might tie her up and hand her over if he knew her intentions!
Perhaps it was at the instigation of the emperor sitting high on the Panlong throne that the treacherous people below jointly framed and fabricated charges to persecute the loyal and good people in the Wu'an Marquis Mansion, leading to its downfall!
Therefore, Jin Chu was not only facing the powerful and treacherous officials standing under the Danbi, but also the emperor who was high above the Danbi.
Although this emperor was not a man of great talent and strategy, nor did he love his people like his own children, even so, for a commoner like Jin Chu, he was still an irresistible giant, a towering mountain that Jin Chu could never climb over.
Even if she tried to clear the name of the heroic spirit of Wu'an Marquis Mansion with her strength, she would probably end up with a tragic ending like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an egg hitting a rock, or an ant trying to shake a tree!
Fortunately, there is the Dingbei Palace in the northern border, which is regarded as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh by the emperor, like a jackal or tiger sleeping soundly beside his bed, and he can't wait to get rid of it as soon as possible.
The Dingbei Palace, which was well aware of the emperor's intentions but unwilling to submit to death, was naturally preparing for war in secret, wearing armor and robes, ready to fight a decisive battle with the capital at any time.
If Jinchu's enemy is really the current emperor, then the only one in the world who can compete with him is the Dingbei Palace in the north.
Changing dynasties and building an empire are all paved with blood, forged with bones, and achieved at the cost of countless heads.
To do the biggest business, you have to take the biggest risks.
Since I'm living this life in someone else's body, the worst that can happen is that I die if I fail. I'd rather die with a clear conscience than live a life of shame.
After tossing and turning and thinking over and over again for several nights, Jin Chuyi gritted his teeth and hardened his heart, and simply clung to the support of Dingbei Palace and went all the way!
There is a saying that man proposes, God disposes.
Jin Chu was just thinking about how to submit her letter of allegiance to Prince Dingbei's Palace, when, by chance, Prince Dingbei came to her last night to help her with her achievements.
After how she humbled herself to save Su Cheng'an last night, Su Cheng'an must be satisfied.
Looking at Su Cheng'an, who was still rubbing his head and remained silent, Jin Chu coaxed him in a low voice, "Don't go out now. Stay in my room for a while. Zhao'er will go to the front yard to study with Brother Wang later. I will send Huanyan out and make you some food then."
Seeing Su Cheng'an's face darken, Jin Chu said again: "If you really want to leave then, it won't be too late. But I suggest that if it's not something extremely urgent, it's best to leave at night."
Su Cheng'an had no intention of going out during the day, as he was still a little dizzy. He also made plans to visit his grandmother again at night. If Jin Chu agreed, he would shamelessly stay until night before leaving.
Now that he heard Jin Chu taking the initiative to keep him, he naturally had no choice but to agree.
But when he keenly heard Jin Chu utter the words "Brother Wang" again, he couldn't help but think about it.
Could it be that this Big Brother Wang is the same person as the familiar 'your Ayuan' mentioned by the old innkeeper at the Lincheng inn that day?
He thought for a moment and then asked, "When we met at the Tongfu Inn in Lincheng that day, I remember the old shopkeeper there saying that your A'yuan and his A'pu were very familiar with each other. Who is this Brother Wang you're talking about today?"
"Oh, you can still remember so clearly what he said so many days ago. It seems that the prince is a man of great knowledge and memory!"
Jin Chu praised him with a smile, and his men poured Su Cheng'an a glass of warm water and handed it to him. "You are right. The Big Brother Wang I mentioned is indeed the A Yuan that Uncle Zhao mentioned that day. He was a classmate of Uncle Zhao's son Zhao Pu, and they had a very harmonious relationship."
Seeing Jin Chu smiling and talking about "Brother Wang" in a familiar tone, Su Cheng'an couldn't help but feel an indescribable irritation.
He suppressed his suspicions and asked again, "It seems that your Brother Wang must be a young man of noble bearing and good looks, to be able to attract the always arrogant Miss Jin to be so close to him, right?"
Jin Chu, who was busy tidying up the quilt that Su Cheng'an had covered herself with, naturally didn't notice the subtle bitterness in the prince's tone, so she just smiled and said, "Brother Wang is indeed very outstanding. He is also the champion of our city this year. Prince, you are right to say that he is a handsome man, but..."
"But what?" Su Cheng'an asked with surprise.
Thinking of Wang Weiyuan's tall, pine-like figure, she couldn't help but smile again: "But in my opinion, gentle and elegant is more appropriate than the imposing and majestic that the prince mentioned."
It turns out that she prefers the gentle scholar type.
Fortunately, although I cannot say that I am well-read and eloquent, I am not illiterate or vulgar.
If I have free time in the future, I will read more books, Su Cheng'an thought to himself.