Wishful Things

"Father... what do you mean by this?"

Ji Wanyou, who stayed up all night because she was worried about her sweetheart, was a little confused at this moment.

"He really dislikes the smallness of our Ji family temple, and can't accommodate his big Buddha." Ji Xiu said coldly, "Even from the very beginning, I'm afraid he had the intention of using me as a stepping stone!"

Advising him and offering advice to the emperor many times... In fact, she was telling the emperor in a disguised form that there was an extra capable person in his house!

He just figured it out last night!

——And when this capable man appeared in front of the emperor, he had the power to rescue him again, so what the result would be, it was already a guess and there was no need to guess.

"Father, Mr. Zhan is definitely not that kind of person." Ji Wanyou shook her head and said, "Even though Mr. Zhan has plans this time, he is not a heartless person. He once told his daughter that he has always been very grateful to his father for taking in and appreciating him..."

All in all, she believed in Mr. Zhan.

He has always had his own plans in doing things, and he also has the right to decide where he will stay and how he will go in the future——

As for what my father said, it is absolutely impossible to use their Ji family as a stepping stone!

Seeing her daughter's confidence in her sweetheart, Ji Xiu said helplessly, "Wan'er, you are being blinded by your own thoughts... You know that he has deep plans, but why do you refuse to believe that you are also in his schemes? You are sure that you are an exception?"

"Father, my daughter is not a three-year-old child. She can tell what is true and what is false." The girl who has been able to make decisions since she was a child has a strong opinion, and her tone reveals stubbornness: "My daughter believes in her own judgment."

Hearing this, Ji Xiu only felt that the chest that Lord Zhen Guo kicked yesterday was more painful, and when he was about to continue talking, there was a knocking sound on the door.

"Master." A servant reported through the door: "The news came from Linfu Hall just now, saying that the person has woken up!"

Mr. Zhan is awake? !

Ji Wanyou was overjoyed.

Ji Xiu had already stood up, with a sneer in his eyes.

The staff in his house woke up, of course he wanted to take a look.

"Father, take your daughter to go there together." Ji Wanyou grabbed Ji Xiu's sleeve and discussed, "Young Master Zhan is from our house. At this moment, he woke up from a near-death situation. It is reasonable for my daughter to go and see with you. Besides, Linfu Hall is the emperor's residence, and there are not many outsiders coming in and out, so it will not cause any gossip."

After hesitating to look at his daughter for a moment, Ji Xiu finally nodded.

It's also good to have a look.

Let's see what the other party will do next——

If you can see something clearly from it, maybe you can slowly give up.

The father and daughter immediately went to Linfu Hall.

In the warm pavilion of Linfutang, the injured man was leaning against the head of the bed, thinking about something complicatedly.

The man's complexion was particularly pale at this time because he was struggling to stand up and salute the emperor just now, which affected the wound on his shoulder.

Imperial Physician Zheng continued to ask: "...But you remember everything?"

The young man's reaction after waking up was very strange. He asked and found out that this man had suffered from amnesia due to falling into the water more than half a year ago.

And after being injured and comatose last night, when he just woke up, there were signs of memory recovery.

"I almost remember it..." The young man replied in a daze.

Emperor Qingming, who was sitting in the chair, said curiously: "This amnesia is really mysterious."

Imperial Physician Zheng answered, "Exactly, there is no cure for these diseases, but under external stimulation, there is indeed a possibility of recovery."

Emperor Qingming nodded with a smile.

According to this, perhaps one day, Jing Rong's memory will be restored...

But that's what he likes too.

He was very curious that after Jing Rong recovered his memory, if he remembered the will, he would face his brother Huang in a panic.

"There is indeed a lot of fate between you and me." Emperor Qingming looked at the young man with a weak face, and said with a smile: "You saved me, but you also cured your amnesia by chance—"

For useful people, he is not stingy about calling them the ones who saved him.

Ji Xiu, who had just walked outside the Nuan Pavilion, faintly heard these words, and couldn't help frowning.

what disease?

amnesia?

"Your Majesty, Mr. Ji and Miss Ji are here." The inner eunuch preached in the inner channel.

"Xuan come in." Emperor Qing Ming took a sip of tea, and seemed to be in a good mood.

After Ji Xiu's father and daughter entered the pavilion to salute, they looked at Zhanyunzhu on the bed.

"Master Ji..." Zhan Yunzhu's tone was a little slow, "Miss Ji."

Ji Wanyou nodded slightly to him with red eyes, and was not in a hurry to say anything.

Emperor Qingming looked at Ji Xiu: "Ji Aiqing, I heard that this literati in your house was rescued and taken in by you after falling into a coma, and suffered from amnesia, completely forgetting the past—"

Ji Xiu was stunned.

...Does the things the emperor said have anything to do with him?

And amnesia?

Ji Xiu looked at the young man leaning on the bed.

If you know how to make up like this, if you change to writing scripts, you don't have to worry about making a living.

And in the current situation, is he going to be forced to act along with him?

He just came to watch the show, why did he get him on stage!

Ji Xiu scolded his mother in his heart.

Now that things are going on, he is still being used to act in a play, this is really treating him like a fool!

When Ji Xiuxiu was about to speak, he heard the daughter next to him say first: "Your Majesty, there is indeed such a thing, and the courtiers also know about it. Father has also found many doctors to treat this young master, but none of them have any effect."

While speaking, her gaze was always on Zhan Yunzhu.

She wanted to tell Mr. Zhan that no matter what he wanted to do, she would stand by his side and help him accomplish it together.

She is the one who has the best understanding with him and is also the one who suits him best.

Seeing his daughter rushing to take the playbook, Ji Xiu sighed heavily in his heart, and could only say: "Return to Your Majesty, it is true."

"Fortunately, the person has recovered now." Emperor Qingming said with a smile, "I just said that this young man has a close relationship with me—"

Ji Xiu reluctantly put on an unexpected look: "Healed?"

It has to be said that this feeling of being angry, listening to the emperor's foreshadowing words about robbing someone, and having to act with him is even worse than when he was beaten by Duke Zhen yesterday.

"Yes, I have already remembered." Zhan Yunzhu raised his hand to salute Ji Xiu, and said hoarsely and sincerely: "During this time, thank you Mr. Ji and Miss Ji for taking care of me. I am very grateful."

"Have you remembered? Hehe, it would be great to be like this." Ji Xiu said with no expression on his face.

Emperor Qingming nodded with a smile.

He had never seen such a simple and unpretentious acting.

But what everyone knows well, just need to be able to get by, and there is no need to ask too much.

"The young master, does he remember his original identity?" In comparison, Ji Wanyou's performance is much more authentic and believable.

"I also want to ask." Emperor Qingming looked at Zhan Yunzhu, and said with a smile: "I see that you have a good conversation, you must have read poetry and books since childhood, and most likely you must be from a scholarly family—"

"Caomin is ashamed..." Zhan Yunzhu lowered his eyes, but he still couldn't hide the shame engraved in his bones, "Caomin is the son of a sinner, and Caomin's father is Zhanqian, a former official doctor."

Emperor Qingming seemed a little surprised.

"Zhan Qian?" He frowned slightly and thought about it: "The case of Xia Han?"

"Exactly..." The young man's voice was low and ashamed.

"Then you are the son of the Zhan family, Zhan Yunzhu?" Emperor Qingming said, "I have heard about you before. Back then when you threw yourself into the river, it caused quite a stir."

A bitter smile appeared on the young man's face: "It was indeed the grassroots who acted impulsively."

Emperor Qingming sighed: "It is said that you have already obtained the honor of a scholar. You are a well-known talent in Beijing. You have been accepted as a disciple by Mr. Xu since you were young. Back then, you dared to stand up and point out the truth. You can see that your character is pure and upright. Why did you have the idea of ​​committing suicide at that time? Wouldn't it be a pity if you really lost your life?"

"At the beginning when my father committed such a crime, Cao Min thought he had no face to face the world and the victims. He just wanted to confess the truth and apologize for my father with death... Who knew that God failed to fulfill his wish, and Cao Min did not die by throwing himself into the river, and has been taken in by Shangshu Ji to this day."

Speaking of this, the young man's eyes showed a look of desolation: "And the grass-roots people studied since they were young, hoping to have the opportunity to serve the court. If this dream fails, they feel that even if they are alive, they are just walking dead."

"That's wrong." Emperor Qingming said, "With talents and learning, why worry that there will be no day to show them? It would be too hasty to commit suicide rashly."

"Your Majesty's point is."

"I am afraid that there is no place to display my talent, I can understand your state of mind—"

Emperor Qingming smiled and said: "I am also a person who loves talents. This time you have saved me. As a reward, I plan to make an exception and let you enter the Zhongshu Province as a member of the Zhongshu Sheren. I wonder if you would like it?"

"This..." Zhan Yunzhu looked terrified, raised his hand and gave a long salute, and said: "Your Majesty's reward, the grassroots are grateful, but after the grassland is a sinner, I am afraid that it is unbearable to take up this position..."

"How unbearable to take on the responsibility?" Emperor Qingming said solemnly: "You have saved the family this time, and the people in Zhongshushe are only seven ranks. Who dares to say a word?"

Then he said: "Besides, since ancient times, there have been many precedents for selecting people based on their talents. You have always been famous for your talents. The act of throwing yourself into the river at the beginning attracted many literati's wrists, and even wrote poems for it... I made an exception to let you enter the Ministry of Education. It is also an encouragement to scholars in the world. Isn't it a way to get the best of both worlds?"

"Your Majesty is thoughtful and long-term. It's the people who are narrow-minded..." Zhan Yunzhu looked hesitantly as he spoke, and looked in Ji Xiu's direction.

Ji Xiu scolded his mother again in his heart.

I wish I could agree, but I still pretend to let him make up my mind?

This is trying to be a bitch and want him to help erect the archway!

Why didn't you let him make up your mind when you rushed out to rescue him earlier?

"I forgot, this is Ji Aiqing's man!" Emperor Qingming seemed to realize this suddenly, looked at Ji Xiu with a smile, and said jokingly: "I haven't had time to ask Aiqing if he would like to let him go, I can't do things that rob people of beauty."

"Your Majesty's words are serious." Ji Xiu hurriedly said: "To be appreciated by His Majesty and to contribute to the court is an act that benefits the country. In comparison, being trapped in the house of a humble official is too inferior."

Emperor Qingming laughed heartily when he heard the words, and looked at Zhan Yunzhu: "You savior has let go, what worries do you have?"

After the words fell, the young man on the bed lifted off the brocade quilt, propped his uninjured arm on the edge of the bed, and got out of bed with support.

With such a slight movement, under the pain of the wound, the forehead was covered with cold sweat for a moment.

Ji Wanyou's heart tightened when she saw it, and she subconsciously wanted to step forward to help her.

Sensing his daughter's movement, Ji Xiu quickly grabbed her arm.

Facing her father's eyes full of restraint, Ji Wanyou could only hold back the impulse in her heart.

The young man in a long gown knelt down, kowtowed heavily in the direction of Emperor Qingming, and solemnly said with a trembling voice: "The grass people kneel down to thank the emperor—"

Emperor Qingming nodded in satisfaction.

"Get up quickly, even if you are injured, you can only talk about other things if you take care of your body."

Zhan Yunzhu replied "Yes", but persisted and bowed to Ji Xiu: "My lord's kindness, the younger generation will never forget it."

Ji Xiu just sneered in his heart.

Unforgettable?

Now he wants to knock out each other's teeth one by one!

Under Emperor Qingming's signal, two eunuchs stepped forward to help him up.

"Caomin is fine now." Zhan Yunzhu didn't let the eunuch help him back to the couch, but said: "Linfu Hall is the residence of His Majesty, the grassroots are living here to recuperate their injuries, I am really terrified, please Your Majesty to allow the grassroots to return to the original residence to recuperate."

Hearing this, Ji Xiu frowned quickly.

What does this mean?

Want to go back to his yard?

You have used him thoroughly, and now you want his people to take care of your wounded?

Ji Wanyou's eyes suddenly lit up.

Emperor Qingming nodded and said: "That's fine, it will save you from feeling uncomfortable."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." After hesitating for a moment, Zhan Yunzhu said, "There is one more thing that Caomin would like to ask His Majesty for permission..."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Since the grass people have suffered from amnesia, they have completely forgotten their original identities... After the injury recovers, I want to go home immediately to visit my mother, and I hope His Majesty will allow you."

Ji Xiu almost sneered when he heard it.

Having lived in his house for so long, knowing that his mother was dying of illness, he never mentioned that he wanted to go back and have a look!

And if you want to go back, just go back. Is this kind of thing worth asking for the emperor's permission? It's going to be an official, not entering the palace to be a eunuch, and you will lose your freedom!

According to this, if you drink saliva and fart, don't you have to ask the emperor for permission!

The more Ji Xiu looked at it, the more he felt that the hypocritical young man in front of him, who was willing to take advantage of everyone and everything around him, was too scheming.

And it was only at this time that he realized that from exposing Xia Han to the government at the beginning, and then throwing himself into the river... this person is already laying the groundwork for the day of recovery!

Clearing away the suspicion and gaining a good reputation, it can be said that all obstacles and hidden dangers have been cleared ahead of time...

What impulsive throwing into the river, shameless living... It's all a calculation!

Thank you Qinghan, Nanhuang Youxue, and Crane Xinging for your rewards, and thank you for your monthly tickets.

(Today, two chapters are combined into one chapter. I know that you don’t want to see this person very much, but the plot needs to be written _(:з」∠)_ and there are not many scenes behind it. Let’s take it as a change of appetite occasionally)