I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 45: City

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The siblings sat in the pavilion for more than half an hour, and Ban Heng finally couldn't help but said: "Sister, let's go back, it's too cold here."

The night wind blew on my face, it was like a knife blowing on my face.

"Okay, go back." Seeing Ban Heng shrinking his head like a poor puppy, Ban Hua couldn't help laughing, "Go back."

Ban Heng stood up impatiently and was about to leave when he saw Banhua still sitting still and looked at her hesitantly: "Sister, are you in a bad mood?"

Banhua looked at him sideways: "Which of your eyes saw that I was in a bad mood."

Ban Heng sat back again, hugging the warm teacup and said, "Then shall I sit with you for a while?"

"Okay, I'm going back to the yard too," Banhua stood up and patted his brother's round head, "You go back too."

"Then I'm coming back," Ban Heng ran for two steps, then turned to look at Banhua, "I'm really coming back."

Ban Hua couldn't bear it and lightly kicked him on the buttocks: "Why don't you leave yet, why don't you stay here to blow the cold wind?"

Ban Heng patted his **** and ran out with a smile, like a big dog with its reins loosened, his hands and legs dancing happily. Banhua looked at his back and couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Such a stupid brother...

I hope her dream is true, she dies beautifully wearing a fox fur, and her family will be taken care of. Otherwise, what will happen to such a stupid brother in the future?

Early the next morning, when Ban Heng found out that the reason his sister didn't sleep last night was because she had too much dinner, he felt that he was a bit stupid for not being able to sleep because of worry last night. When he went out to meet some of his usual friends, they saw that he looked tired and they all suspected what he had done at night.

"The moonlight was so beautiful last night. Brother Ban must have been enjoying the moon with the beautiful lady, or admiring the moon." Zhou Changxiao hooked Ban Heng's neck, "Am I right?"

Ban Heng swatted him away in disgust, "It's true that I'm admiring the moon with my lamp, but it's a pity that I'm not accompanying a beautiful woman, but my sister."

"If I can accompany Sister Hua to enjoy the moon, I can stay up all night," Zhou Changxiao said with a look of yearning on his face, "Under the hazy moonlight, the beauty in gorgeous clothes, That is the fairy under the moon, the most beautiful scenery in the world."

"Shut up!" Ban Heng didn't like to make fun of his sister, "I came to you today because I have something to ask of you."

"What's going on?" Zhou Changxiao and several other dudes became more energetic, "Are you going to put Xie Qilin in a sack, or are you going to teach Shen Yu a lesson?"

Ban Heng:......

"Uncle Rong helped our family by saying a few words before," Ban Heng said a little embarrassed, "I'm worried that he will offend Yan Zuoxiang and be shoed in court, so I want you to help me find out. ."

"You don't know yet?" Zhou Changxiao looked at Ban Heng in surprise, "The Yan family has too much to take care of themselves now, how can they still have the energy to put on Mr. Rong's shoes?"

"What happened to the Yan family?" Ban Heng looked at Zhou Changxiao in confusion and found that several of his close friends were looking at him as if they were a fool.

"The Yan family committed a crime, which made His Majesty very angry. Right now, Prime Minister Yan is claiming to be ill and is staying at home to think about his faults."

Yan Hui did not claim to be ill, he was really ill. After his wife Wei ran to Jingtinghou, but was finally kicked out by the servants around the eldest princess, he became overly ill because of worry. If it weren't for Chen's sudden miscarriage, he would have sent someone to stop Wei long ago, but it's a pity...

He has been able to reach this point by being cautious. He knows better than anyone what kind of person His Majesty is.

Suspicious, vindictive, loving to live, hating to die.

He has put in countless efforts and energy to make His Majesty trust him, but now that this incident has occurred, it will inevitably arouse His Majesty's suspicion and dissatisfaction.

The Chen family reconciled with their eldest son, but the younger son fell into a coma, and he was rejected by the emperor. The Yan family... He did not dare to think about what would happen to the Yan family in the future.

"Dalang," Yan Hui sat on the bedside, "take the post of fatherhood and go to the eldest princess's house to meet you. Whether you stand on a thorn tree to apologize or kneel down, you must make the eldest princess willing to see you. You."

"Father, please rest in peace and recuperate. Your son must go and apologize to the eldest princess." Yan Ming wiped the corners of his eyes and choked with sobs.

"It's because my father didn't teach you well," Yan Hui breathed heavily, grabbed Yan Ming's hand and said, "Remember, no matter what the eldest princess says, you must sincerely apologize. This matter is Our family made a mistake. Being a father is not asking you to do a show, but to apologize sincerely, do you understand?"

Yan Ming has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and his clothes seem to be hanging empty on his body, but now he cannot fall down, nor can he.

"If the eldest princess doesn't want to see you, you can go to Jingting Marquis Mansion to plead guilty to Princess Fule." Yan Hui coughed so much blood came from his throat, "The Ban family values ​​​​love and their heirs. , if Princess Fule is willing to forgive our Yan family, then we will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Princess Fule?" Yan Ming hesitated, "She is just a female, and a junior..."

"You know why I didn't want your mother to ask Princess Fule to marry her? It's because the Ban family values ​​​​this daughter very much." Yan Hui's voice became weaker and weaker, "The world says that Princess Ban is a good person. She is unruly and willful, but if she is really a little girl without any brains, how come she is so favored by the royal family?"

Yan Hui closed his eyes and said slowly: "No one who is related to the royal family and lives a happy life is a fool."

"Princess, would you like to try this?"

"I don't want to eat it." Banhua waved his hand and lay weakly on the table. As a royal playgirl who is used to having fun, it is a rare and strange thing to stay at home for several days in a row without even leaving the door.

But now, like her grandmother, she was made sick by the Yan family. Naturally, she couldn't run around when she was made angry.

"This is your favorite snack," Ruyi put the snack in front of Banhua, "Are you really not going to eat it?"

Banhua turned his face: "If you don't want to eat it, give it away!"

"Who are you going to send it to?" Ruyi coaxed her with a smile, "I will arrange for someone to send it there."

"Send it to Cheng'an Bo's Mansion, just say it's from the Crown Prince," Banhua remembered that Rong Xia had done her such a big favor, but she didn't even say thank you, so she stood up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go to the study to get something and ask the guards to send it over."

The Ban family is not short of rare books, calligraphy and paintings. This time Banhua sent a scroll of paintings, which is said to be the original work of a famous calligrapher and painter hundreds of years ago. They didn't know whether it was an authentic work or not. Anyway, the painting was very beautiful and the calligraphy was colorful, but it was not easy to read. She still didn't recognize what was written on it.

"Uncle," Du Jiu put a letter in front of Rong Xia, "it's just news from the border."

Rong Xia picked up the envelope, opened it, read it, and burned it on the candlelight: "What's going on with the Yan family?"

"An hour ago, Yan Ming went to the eldest princess's house to plead guilty, but the eldest princess didn't see him." Du Jiu thought for a while, "The Yan family has really done this... I have lost all face."

"If I were Yan Ming, the first person I want to see is not the eldest princess, but Princess Fule," Rong Xia watched the letter burn into ashes bit by bit, and said coldly, "Princess Fule is the one who is responsible for this. The person who tied the bell, be it the eldest princess or the Marquis Jingting, is so angry because of Princess Fule. What's the use of asking the eldest princess?"

"This..." Du Jiu hesitated, "The eldest princess is the one who can really make the decision in the Ban family. Isn't it right to ask the eldest princess?"

Rong Xia didn't say anything. If he had never dealt with the Ban family, he would probably think the same as the Yan family. But after seeing the Ban family's... behavior style, he could be sure of one thing when dealing with this family. , cannot follow common sense.

"Uncle, the steward of the Jingting Marquis Mansion asked to see you. He said that it was the order of the Marquis Prince to send you a thank you gift."

Rong Xia blew out the candle, stood up, opened the window, nodded and said, "Let him in."

The steward sent by the Ban family has good features and is wearing clean steward clothes. At first glance, he doesn't really look like a servant in the mansion.

"I met Amber Cheng."

"No need to be too polite," Rong Xia glanced at the steward, "I wonder why the prince gave me a gift of thanks?"

"My uncle spoke uprightly for the princess. The marquis, his wife and the prince are very grateful. The prince knows that you are a gentleman of the world and do not like gold, silver and other mundane things, so I only prepared a small gift. Please don't dislike it. "The steward turned around and took a food box and a painting scroll from the servant's hand, and handed them to Du Jiu.

"Your Majesty, you are too polite. Rong is just telling the truth and cannot afford a word of thanks."

"Many people in the world know the truth, but not everyone dares to tell it." The manager gave Rong Xia a big salute, "I don't dare to disturb my uncle's peace, so I'll take my leave."

After the steward left, Du Jiu placed these two things in front of Rong Xia.

It is said that the Ban family is very wealthy and only gives these two kinds of gifts to people. This is indeed too thin.

Rong Xia opened the food box and found two plates of snacks inside. The light green snacks looked very tempting and he couldn't help but smile. Using the silver chopsticks in the box, he picked one up and put it into his mouth.

"Uncle!" Du Jiu was shocked. How could the uncle eat these things directly? What if they were poisonous?

Rong Xia waved her hand towards him, put down her chopsticks and went to open the scroll.

Du Jiu: I just had some snacks and went to see paintings. Uncle, are you influenced by the unruly Ban family?

The ancestors all said that those who are close to the ink are black. It seems that this statement makes sense.

Opening the lid of the painting tube, Rong Xia carefully took out the yellowed painting, and then unfolded the painting bit by bit.

"Looking at the Moon at Cold Mountain?!"

Du Jiu looked at this painting in horror and almost broke his voice. This was "Looking at the Moon on a Cold Mountain"!

"Looking at the Moon at Cold Mountain" was created by Zhao Bicong, a famous calligrapher and painter for hundreds of years. It is said that this work was his last painting before his death, and it contains all his emotions and longing for his deceased wife.

It is said that in order to please his beloved concubine who loved famous paintings, the former emperor sent people everywhere to inquire about this painting, but could not find the original.

So here comes the point, why is this painting here?

No, I should say, why did the Ban family give the painting to their uncle?

He shouldn't dislike the Ben family for being stingy. This family is not stingy, but they are too generous, so generous that they are a bit out of their minds. Who would be stupid enough to give something like this as a family heirloom? Isn’t it stupid? !

Although he is not a member of the Ban family, at this moment, Du Jiu still feels sorry for the Ban family, "As expected of the dandy Prince Ban, this gift is really..."

Rong Xia looked at the painting, the smile on his face getting bigger and bigger: "It's not him."