The punishment of the female imperial court

The lamps and candles danced lightly, and Yu Qiansi's expression changed slightly.

Shang Fu blinked and stopped talking: "Master Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. It's late at night. Thank you, Mr. Shaoqing. Why don't you come here tonight?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The candle was half broken, and I don't know how long it had been. No wonder Lord Yu looked tired just now and his tone was a little weak.

Shang Fu quickly took a sip of cold tea and stood up to leave.

"I have benefited a lot today. If Mr. Shaoqing has nothing to do recently, could you please tell me more about these court matters every day?"

"Naturally," Shang Fu couldn't hide his smile. Being able to be Lord Jade’s teacher is really something I wish for.

In the next few days, Shang Fu was lazy. Every day before dawn, he tidied up the items with great interest and went looking for Yu Qian Si. Others didn't know what the two of them were doing when they were huddled together, but more than one person saw it. Shang Fu usually came out of Yuqiansi's yard when it was almost dark.

As for Yu Qiansi, except for consulting Wang Song and administering acupuncture, she also stayed in her small courtyard. Not to mention the courtiers who were secretly watching her, even the people in charge of the punishment department had never seen her.

The group of courtiers lived in this villa and were "protected" by the Imperial Guards. They had no contact with the outside world at all. Naturally, they could only stay together every day and closely watch every move of the Duke of Qi and the Criminal Division.

But as a few days passed, Yu Qiansi didn't look like he was bothering to find the whereabouts of the saint, which made them even more worried about the plans of the Duke of Qi.

Even though Shang Fu leaves early and comes home late every day, he still hears the rumors.

On the ninth day, he arrived at Yu Qiansi's residence early as agreed, but stood at the door hesitant.

"Master Jade, I still think that when you come to your place like this every day, you don't know how those old immortals chew the base of your tongue!"

Those people who should be respected as his uncles kept talking about being polite and honest, but they closed their eyes and opened their mouths to casually slander the innocence of women, which really made him despise.

This was not the first time he had mentioned this to Yu Qiansi, but Yu Qiansi smiled disdainfully as always, as if the protagonist of these rumors had nothing to do with her.

"Sir Shaoqing is the most dandy in the capital. How can he worry about such nonsense as 'women's reputation'?"

It was rare for Shang Fu to hear her careless remarks like these, so he blushed at first and muttered: "You are a noble girl. No matter how messed up I am, I will never bully a girl from a famous family."

Yu Qiansi's eyes gradually turned cold: "Master Shaoqing, this is wrong. I am not a noble girl."

"But you are from the Yu family, which is one of the four major families -"

"——The Yu family only practices medicine to save people. No matter how many people I save, I am just a doctor in the eyes of the world. I am only a middle-class doctor and cannot reach a noble daughter. I don't value these things because I am who I am. , has nothing to do with identity, and has nothing to do with others.”

If you walk upright and sit upright, what do you have to fear? There is no need to live and die just because of a few idle words.

"Master Shaoqing, for the sake of how many days you have taught me, I will remind you one last time. Don't act out your romantic drama in front of me."

In the past few days, Shang Fu had become familiar with Yu Qiansi, who was sitting silently aside, closing his eyes and memorizing, so his mind became confused for a moment and he spoke indiscriminately.

When he heard Yu Qiansi's suddenly cold tone, he suddenly came back to his senses.

This was Yu Qiansi, not one of those women he could tease and show off at will.

Although she is from the Yu family, everything she has now is achieved through her own intelligence. Never relied on his own identity. He also heard that Yu Qiansi had a good relationship with the pipa girl Yayin, and he never cared about status, fame and other mundane things.

And he used his "identity" as a basis to deceive her into thinking that she was one of those women in the boudoir. How was it different from the one who broke her wrists in Lingyun Pavilion that day? Really looking for death!
"Master Yuyu, I was wrong." Shang Fu panicked, his mind became alert, and he quickly swallowed up all the excuses and only apologized sincerely.

Yu Qiansi waved her hand lightly, still calm and calm: "No problem." Just like throwing five coins to the beggar on the street, calm and calm, without any ripples.

"You have worked hard these days, Mr. Shaoqing."

Shang Fu waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Where is it?"

Strangely enough, although Yu Qiansi said he was "learning" from him, he never restricted what he said. He even let his imagination run wild and talked about whatever came to his mind.

The secrets of aristocratic families, the gossips of various clans, the outdated interpersonal relationships between families, and the gossips in the court. She never interrupted herself, she just stood quietly by the window, touching the world in the jade and listening to his noise.

Sometimes he stares at the residual wood outside the window in a daze, and sometimes he frowns slightly, as if he is thinking about something.

He thought Yu Qiansi was distracted, so he picked a few interesting ladies to tell her. Unexpectedly, even the youngest daughter of the Gu family, who showed off her hair and boasted that every woman in the world couldn't help but go without accessories, could not stir up any emotion in her.

He then thought, could it be that Master Yu was just having nothing to do to entertain him? But every time he thought like this, Yu Qiansi could always ask some questions about the court situation to the point.

Every time at this time, he had to sigh with emotion at Yu Qiansi's high level of understanding. In the first two or three days, she always frowned and had no idea about the intricate relationships in the court. However, within two or three days, she could quickly grasp the details and draw inferences from one example to other cases.

But he still had no idea.

When she thought of those courtiers staring at her eagerly, including her useless brother.

Today is the ninth day, why is she not in a hurry?
"Lord Shaoqing?" Yu Qiansi frowned when he saw Shang Fu looking like he was in a daze.

"If you are tired, come here first today."

"I'm sorry, Master Yu!" Shang Fu was brought back to his mind by Qingyue's voice and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm just a little worried. It's already the ninth day and brother Boyi hasn't come back yet. Are you really not worried about the saint?"

Not to mention the group of veterans, they were worried that this was a trap by the Duke of Qi, and wanted to imprison the courtiers here for future plans. Therefore, the old ministers have been more cautious these days, not daring to contact the outside world at all. They are all looking forward to the opportunity tomorrow to win over the Imperial Guards who are now taking orders from Yu Qiansi to their side.

He heard that someone had already contacted the Imperial Guards privately.

Now the Duke of Qi can control everyone simply because the imperial guards trust Yu Qiansi. If the saint cannot be found tomorrow, there is no guarantee that the imperial guards will not defect.

Shang Fu was burning with anxiety, but Yu Qiansi was just as usual, leaning against the window and feeling the world in the jade out of boredom. It was as if this urgent matter had nothing to do with her.

"Master Yu, is this no joke? If Brother Boyi doesn't come back -"

"——Sir!" Suan Zhuo jumped into the yard panting, interrupting Shang Fu, with an unspeakable joy on his face.

When Yu Qiansi heard the gentle tone, she clenched her right hand into a fist and stopped the movement of the world in Yuli. She slowly opened her eyes, her light eyes overflowing with light, which made the yard that was desolate in winter look a little more spring-like.

She chuckled: "Back?"

Suan Zhuo nodded heavily, and the huge stone hanging in his heart slowly fell to the ground with the sound of his heartbeat.

"Brother Boyi is driving a carriage towards Bieyuan!" (End of Chapter)