I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 140: City (already replaced)

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"Every time during the imperial examination, the people in this teahouse are the best at soliciting business and flattering. They have all kinds of gossip and are the best place to watch the excitement." Banhua said to the people in the carriage, "In the past, whenever there was an imperial examination, Brother Heng and I would do it. Love comes here."

Rong Xia walked out of the carriage and took a look at the teahouse. It was not a particularly high-end place, but it was very lively with people coming and going.

"Come," Banhua took his hand and walked into the door, "I can hear words here that you can't hear in the court."

Walking into the teahouse, Rong Xia found that there were many people dressed as scholars. Many of them did not have accents that were local to the capital. They gathered together in twos and threes, talking about the customs of various places, or listening to the locals talking about the capital. Interesting facts.

The waiter saw Banhua and greeted him with a smile: "Miss Yin, you have finally arrived. You asked me to reserve a seat for you early in the morning. No one has touched me. Please sit down."

"Well done." Banhua threw a silver peanut to the waiter and saw the waiter smiling happily and leading them to two empty tables.

"Still the same old rules?" The waiter was in high spirits after receiving the reward, and looked at Banhua like a moving purse.

Ban Hua said: "I still follow the old rules. This young master brings his own tea, and the other guards follow the same rules as before."

"Young master, I understand." The waiter noticed the handsome young master next to Banhua and said with sincerity, "This young master has a good life. A few days ago, Mr. Yin said that you were married. Could it be that this young master is the man?" Jun?"

"It's him." Banhua smiled.

"Young lady and this husband are really a perfect match. I don't know how to say nice things, but I think the two of them standing together are so beautiful. No one else in the world can compare with them," the waiter said with a very sweet mouth. , nice words come as if they are free of charge, just open your mouth.

"That's well said," Rong Xia raised the corners of her lips slightly, signaling Du Jiu to reward him.

The waiter didn't expect that he would get two golden beans just by saying a few nice words. After hurriedly thanking him, he went to the back to prepare tea, melons and fruits.

Although Rong Xia and Ban Hua deliberately dressed more plainly when they came out this time, some people noticed them as soon as they entered because of their outstanding looks. Now that I saw two people casually giving gold and silver to the waiter, I knew that these two people must have come from a wealthy family, and they came here just to join in the fun.

Most people didn't dare to cause trouble, and seeing that the waiter looked familiar to the couple, they didn't dare to look at them for fear of upsetting each other.

When scholars get together, they mostly discuss poetry and economics. Banhua doesn’t know much about these, so he whispers in Rong Xia’s ear: “Is there any good masterpiece?”

Rong Xia shook her head slightly with a smile and said to Banhua, "I prefer to listen to the haunted stories told by the table next to me."

"It's just a man pretending to be a ghost," Banhua whispered in his ear, "In this kind of folklore, monsters must be beautiful, scholars must be kind, and half of the ghosts are good and half are bad. There is nothing new. ”

"It seems that Huahua has heard a lot." Rong Xia took a sip of tea, but didn't want to take a second sip. Although I brought my own tea leaves and tea sets, the water was prepared in the teahouse. This water was probably ordinary well water, and the tea I brewed lacked a bit of flavor.

"Our magistrate of Xizhou is also a great person. Although he has a disease in his eyes, he manages Xizhou in an orderly manner. Within a few days after arriving at our place, he won the support of many people," one A student wearing a green shirt said with gratitude, "We have two sons in Xizhou who are from poor families. Seeing that they are filial and talented, the magistrate actually sent them to the capital at his own expense to take the exam. To have such parents and officials, It’s a blessing for us people in Xizhou.”

Xizhou is a famously bitter and cold place, and not many candidates come to take the exam. Now that there are candidates coming from Xizhou, everyone is a little curious.

“You can still serve as an official in the court even though you have an eye disease. Your Majesty must value his talent, so he has this special case,” a local candidate in the capital asked, “Who is the magistrate of your place?”

"It's a coincidence that our Zhizhou is also from the capital. His surname is Xie, his given name is Lin, and his courtesy name is Qilin."

The teahouse suddenly became quiet, and the Xizhou candidate looked at everyone inexplicably: "I wonder... is there something wrong with what I said?"

"No, it's okay," the Beijing examinee laughed dryly, but did not dare to ask any more questions.

No one in the capital knew about the past grudges between Xie Qilin and the empress of the dynasty. They did not expect that His Majesty would be so magnanimous and willing to allow Xie Qilin to serve as an official in the dynasty. Such magnanimity was worthy of His Majesty.

There are many literati who admire facial flaws. When they brag about facial flaws, they always brag about their beauty as much as they can. Now Xie Qilin can be praised again by them.

Banhua wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed and said, "Did you really let Xie Qilin go to Xizhou to take office?"

Rong Xia turned to look into Banhua's eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know if what you did before was appropriate or not." Banhua blew on the tea foam and took a sip of tea. "I brought you out to let you relax, not to let you think about it. With another man."

Rong Xia laughed, was he thinking about another man?

What does this mean?

The two sat in the tea house for another half an hour. Banhua glanced at the sky and said, "There is a Zhuangyuan Building next to it. Literati students love to read poems there. Are you interested in taking a look?"

Rong Xia shook her head: "That's all, why don't I accompany you to sit with your father-in-law and mother-in-law's house."

"That's fine," Banhua agreed immediately, "Let's go."

In Jingting Palace, Ban Huai and Ban Heng looked at a basket full of poems, calligraphy and paintings with a headache. They didn’t know what these candidates were thinking. They knew that their family was prominent, but they didn’t know that their family was not good at writing. These poems Even if the calligraphy and painting is sent to their home, they won't see any good in it.

"These students are not stupid. They didn't send these here for you to see." Yin opened a letter and found a poem inside. The text was flashy and full of praise. Xia, "They hope that if His Majesty comes to our home, they can see their works."

"Your Majesty..." Ban Heng said, "Even if your Majesty comes to our house, you won't have time to look at these things."

He called the boys and asked them to carry these things down.

"Master, madam, the young lady and the uncle are here." The butler's face was filled with excitement, and his lips were still trembling as he spoke, "Get ready, they have already entered the second door."

"Huahua is back?" Ban Huai rubbed his hands, "Hurry and prepare lunch."

After Rong Xia and Ban Huai met the Ban family, they were warmly received by the Ban family. After lunch, Ban Huai mentioned the students sending poems.

"Don't worry about these," Rong Xia said, "I have often received poems, calligraphy and paintings in the past, but there are not many who are truly talented. If anyone else sends these in the future, my father-in-law can just refuse them."

"Okay," Ban Huai agreed immediately, "I am the most impatient to see these things."

"I have never seen candidates send poems to our house in the past," Ban Hua rolled her eyes, "Do they think that if I marry a talented emperor, our class will become good at poetry and painting?"

Rong Xia laughed when she heard this and reached out to tap her brow: "You, you."

"Sir, madam, someone from Xizhou sent something over and said it was returned to its original owner." The butler came in holding a box. After saluting Rong Xia and Banhua, he presented the box with both hands, " Please take a look, sir."

"Xizhou?" Ban Huai frowned and turned to look at Yin, "Madam, is there anyone familiar with our family in Xizhou?"

Yin Shi pondered for a long time, then slowly shook his head and said: "Not really."

Ban Heng took the wooden box and opened the lid. There was nothing inside except a yellowed poetry collection.

"What the **** is this?" Ban Heng had a headache as soon as he saw the poetry collection, "Are these people making appointments today?"

"What's in the box?" Ms. Yin asked with a smile when she saw her son's expression of pain, "making you look like this?"

"A book of poems," Ban Heng took out the book of poems from the box and handed it to Yin with both hands. "Mom, please take a look."

Yin took the collection of poems, flipped through two pages, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "This collection of poems does belong to our family. However, it disappeared a few years ago. I thought it was damaged by you two siblings. I never asked, so it turned out that someone had borrowed it?"

Rong Xia, who was sitting next to her, suddenly said, "Mother-in-law, can you give me a look?"

Yin was slightly startled and handed the collection of poems to Rong Xia: "Your Majesty, please do as you wish."

Rong Xia opened the poetry collection. This poetry collection also had annotations. Judging from the handwriting, it should be the words left over in recent years. When he put the poems together, an inscription fell out.

He bent down and picked up the inscription that had fallen on the ground. There were only a few lines of poetry written on it that had become vulgar in later generations.

Since it is late to go to school in search of spring, there is no need to feel melancholy and resentful. The strong wind wiped away all the crimson color, and the green leaves turned into shades and covered the branches.

"What's written on it?" Banhua put her head on his chest, "The green leaves... are full of branches. Is there anything special about this poem?"

Rong Xia looked down at the woman leaning against him. Her eyes were confused and clear, and she didn't understand the meaning of the poem at all.

"It's nothing. Maybe the person who read the poem thought the poem was good, so he copied it." Rong Xia put the title label back into the collection of poems and put it on the table, "Huahua, it's late, we should go back ”

"Okay." Banhua nodded, stood up and said goodbye to her parents. When she went out, she didn't even glance at the poetry collection on the table. She was obviously not interested in such literate things.

The three members of the Ban family sent the couple outside the main gate of the Ban family. After the two left, they returned to the inner courtyard again.

Yin picked up the book of poems that had been forgotten on the table, took out the inscription from the book, placed it on the lantern and lit it.

"Mother?" Ban Heng looked at Yin in confusion, "Why did you burn it?"

"What are you keeping these boring things for?" Ms. Yin let go of her hand and let the burning inscription fall to the ground. She stroked her hair on her temples and handed him the collection of poems, "Put it back in the library. Right."

"Yes." Ban Heng took the book into the library, found an open space in the corner, and stuffed it in.

In the dead of night.

"Huahua." Rong Xia held Banhua in her arms and gently stroked her soft and smooth back, "You are the little girl who pestered me to play ice cream, right?"

"Huh?" Banhua, who was half asleep, leaned into his arms and said casually, "I don't remember."

Rong Xia smiled and kissed her forehead, "It doesn't matter, I just remember it."

The memory that was originally a little blurry became clear again on the day when Huahua took him to play on the ice. The little girl with double buns has big eyes, arched eyebrows, and her smile looks exactly like Huahua.

Looking back now, besides Huahua, who else could be so wanton in the palace and a young girl of similar age?

What a pity, if he had noticed Huahua earlier at that time, how much better would it have been?

The person in his arms has fallen into a deep sleep, but Rong Xia is not sleepy at all. He wanted to ask Huahua whether the collection of poems that returned to Zhao intact from Xizhou was the one that Huahua gave to Xie Qilin. But he couldn't ask. He didn't want Huahua to know about his daughter-like thoughts.

He wanted Huahua to think that he was an omnipotent, powerful, gentle man who could tolerate him, instead of a stingy man who had no sense of measure and cared about trivial matters.

"Huahua, do you love me?" He asked softly in her ear.

However, the sleeping man could not answer him.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Rong Xia hugged the person in her arms and fell into a deep sleep.

The beauty of March is gone, and April ushered in the spring that the entire Ying Dynasty literati was looking forward to.

After the Spring Festival, it is the palace examination. On the day of the imperial examination, Rong Xia got up early. This was his first imperial examination since he ascended the throne. He must be present when the candidates answer the questions.

Banhua was worried that he would be bored staying alone in the palace, so he asked the palace servants to prepare a refreshing purse for him to wear.

When the morning sun rose, Banhua, who was still in the harem, heard the bell ringing, which was the beginning of the imperial examination. She sat on the bedside, looking at the sunlight coming in from the window, and suddenly said, "Come here, help me dress up."

At the next moment, Feng Jia came out of the Zhuque Gate and walked straight out of the palace to the other palace in the western suburbs of the capital.

This villa is called Jinxue Palace. It is said that an emperor of the Jiang Dynasty built it for his mother. Empress Dowager Fuping and Princess Anle now live here.

The Queen Mother Fuping was very surprised when her servants said that the Queen was here, "Why is she here?"

"Your Majesty, I don't know," the palace maid shook her head honestly, "The Queen said she had no intention of disturbing you, but just wanted to talk to Her Highness the Princess."

When Empress Dowager Fuping heard this, she did not feel relieved, but became even more uneasy. Although Huahua often sends people to deliver things, she has never come in person. Now that she arrived suddenly and saw only Anle, how could she feel relieved?

"I understand." Since Huahua didn't want to see her, she just pretended that she didn't know about it.

Nowadays, people who are knowledgeable are always more likable when living under someone else’s roof.

In the main hall of Jinxue Palace, Anle stepped into the gate and saluted Banhua who was sitting at the top.

Banhua looked at her quietly, not sparing her courtesy. Anle looked up at Banhua with some surprise, and met Banhua's **** and white eyes. Somehow, she felt a little guilty and turned her head to avoid Banhua's eyes.

"Sister, please get up," Banhua sighed. After Anle stood up, he lowered his eyelids and said, "Sister, do you have something to say to me?"

Anle was silent for a moment: "Huahua, what's wrong with you?"

Ban Hua stood up and said, "I helped Rong Xia win the Jiang family's empire. It's right for you to hate me. I don't blame you."

Anle's expression moved slightly. She turned to look at the vase in the corner, "I don't understand what you mean."

"It doesn't matter whether you understand or not," Banhua stood up, "Since sister has nothing to say, I will not bother you again in the future. Please rest assured, your highness, as long as I am here, no one will come. It’s hard for you.”

Anle's expression became even more ugly. When she saw Banhua walking out the door, she couldn't help but call out to Banhua: "Huahua!"

Banhua looked back at her, her mouth was open but she could not speak.

"My sister probably doesn't know that although Xie Qilin and I have a two-year engagement, I only gave him a collection of poems once, and that collection of poems was never in his hands later," Banhua smiled, with a cold tone. , "He admired Shi Feixian, so he gave her the collection of poems."

How could a collection of poems that had been sent out long ago be sent back from such a remote place in Xizhou? Regardless of the past entanglements between Xie Qilin and her, how could they have any contact with her again today, unless Xie Qilin went crazy because he didn't want the lives of his whole family.

Anle's eyelids trembled slightly, she stopped talking: "What are you telling me?"

"Your Highness, just think that I am panicking and want to tell you a few gossips," Banhua chuckled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his laughter, "I just said this, so you can just listen to it. Anyway, after today, I will never come to disturb His Highness again."

Princess Anle's face turned pale, and tears appeared in her eyes, but she endured it.

Banhua turned around and left. When she reached the door, she said without looking back: "That day, when you said those words to Rong Xia, I was behind the screen."

Anle turned around suddenly and saw that Banhua had walked out of the door. She chased him to the door and cried, "Huahua!"

Banhua paused and did not look back.

"I, I didn't want to harm you, I just wanted to make Rong Xia unhappy, so...that's why..."

"You just think that I will forgive you no matter what, so there is no trace." Banhua raised her head and glanced at the sky. The sunlight made her eyes ache. "We have been friends for more than ten years, and we share the same love. Sister, I can’t blame you for reaching this point today.”

When Anle heard this, his face showed a bit of joy, "Huahua, don't you blame me?"

Banhua shook his head slowly and turned to look at Anle, "Your Highness, I'm sorry. When you tricked someone into delivering a collection of poems today, our friendship ended here."

The joy on Anle's face suddenly disappeared. She looked at Banhua blankly and said after a long while: "Are you going to go to this point with me for a man? What good things do men in the world have that are worth your heart and soul? Lung, don’t you even care about our friendship?”

"Your Highness, the reason why I helped Rong Xia rebel was not for him, but for myself," Banhua said with an indifferent expression, "I know you don't believe in feelings, and you look down on a man's sincerity. But the men in the world are so Too many, is everyone a heartless person?"

Anle opened her eyes wide, she couldn't believe Banhua would talk to her like this.

"I understand His Highness's thoughts, but people have long hearts and how can I let go of a man who does his best for me. I feel so sad."

"So you came here today just to stop me from plotting against Rong Xia?" Anle wiped away her tears and smiled sarcastically, "Do you think Rong Xia is really deeply in love with you? Have you ever thought that he might be doing it for you? The Three-Army Tiger Talisman in your hand, in order to gain the support of the army, have you never thought about this?"

Princess Anle has been hurt once, and she no longer trusts all men in the world. Even if she has a lot of beautiful people, she just wants to play with them.

Ban Hua shook his head calmly and looked at Princess Anle with some pity: "The Tiger Talisman of the Three Armies has never been in my hands."

"What did you say?" Princess Anle's face turned pale, "This is impossible!"

If the Tiger Talisman of the Three Armies was not in Banhua's hands from beginning to end, then where did Rong Xia get the Tiger Talisman? Without the Tiger Talisman of the Three Armies, how could Rong Xia let Banhua lead so many soldiers and even personal guards into the palace?

This, this is impossible!

"If I have to find a reason, maybe he is so kind to me not because of the Tiger Talisman of the Three Armies, but because of my beauty." Banhua touched his cheek, "When I grow old, he will Maybe you can wait for me to be cooler."

Princess Anle shook her head blankly, and then cried and laughed, which was a sign of stimulation.

"Your Highness," the smile on Banhua's face disappeared, "this is my last warning to you, don't plot against my man again. I have a bad temper and defend my shortcomings. What will be the consequences? Your Highness." You understand, right?"

Princess Anle did not speak.

Banhua held Ruyi's hand, turned around and left.

"The empress got up and drove back to the palace."

An Le looked at Feng Jia walking away, shook his body, and sat on the ground.

This sisterhood was ultimately destroyed by her.

But Huahua, since you said Rong Xia has deep love for you, do you also feel the same for him?

After the palace examination, Rong Xia returned to the back hall and found that Banhua was not there, "Where is the empress?"

"Your Majesty, the queen has left the palace," a palace maid replied. "The queen said, please have dinner first, and she will come back later."

Rong Xia glanced at the palace maid, "Really?"

"Of course," the palace maid stood with a bow, "but your majesty probably won't be able to wait for the empress."

A silver light flashed in her hand, and there was a dagger hidden in her sleeve. She moved so fast that Wang De, who was closest to Rong Xia, didn't even react.

Rong Xia turned around and dodged, but the palace maid's dagger only hurt his arm. Seeing that he missed, the palace maid made another neat backhand, stabbing Rong Xia in the throat, but Wang De, who reacted, hit him. , the dagger only pierced Rong Xia's shoulder.

With two misses, the palace maid had no chance to take action again, because the secret guard arrived and kicked her into the corner.

"Quickly call the doctor!" Seeing the blood on Rong Xia's body flowing all over the floor, Wang De's face turned pale with fright. He covered Rong Xia's wound with a clean handkerchief, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"Why are you panicking?" Rong Xia looked at the palace maid lying on the ground expressionlessly, "Keep her under guard and find out who sent her."

"This servant is the female official next to the Queen. She is naturally sent by the Queen," the palace maid sneered, "What's the use of sitting on the throne? Even the woman next to you wants you to die immediately. ."

After saying this, the female officer suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a blue face.

When the guards standing in the palace heard this, their faces were as pale as paper. Does the Queen want to assassinate Your Majesty? They heard this secret in the palace, and they were afraid of death today.

Rong Xia lost too much blood at this time and was already dizzy. He glanced at the imperial guards standing in the palace, and forced himself to calm down: "Du Jiu, keep these people under guard. What this palace maid said is not a word." It cannot be spread."

"Yes." Du Jiu made a gesture, and soon someone came up and took the guards down.

"Before I wake up, all the palaces and harems obey the Queen's orders," Rong Xia glanced at everyone with cold eyes, "If anyone is disrespectful to the Queen, Du Jiu, just cut off his head."

"Yes." Du Jiu pointed at several large acupoints on Rong Xia's body, "Your Majesty, don't worry, your ministers are waiting, and no one can touch the Queen."

Rong Xia said softly: "I can rest assured that you are doing the work."

Then darkness surrounded him.

"Master Du, what should we do?" Wang De saw that Rong Xia was covered in blood, and his mind was in a mess.

"Your Majesty has a destiny. The Empress has been in charge of the harem in the past. Now it is natural to invite the Empress back first," Du Jiu said with a sullen face, "Come, please quickly invite the Empress back to the palace."

In Fengjia, Banhua was drinking the tea that Ruyi made for her. Suddenly, her heart felt inexplicably cold and she sat upright.

"Empress, what's wrong with you?" Ruyi asked worriedly.

"It's okay..."

"Empress! Your Majesty has been assassinated. Mr. Du, please return to the palace as soon as possible!"

Bang!

The tea cup in Banhua's hand fell with a sound. She held on to the car wall and couldn't breathe for a long time.