The daughter of the emperor returned to Beijing and got into trouble with the abstinent prince.

Chapter 79 The past

Yun Qianyi lowered her head and looked at the wine in Jun Yanci's hand. It turned out that it was not for her?

I immediately became curious about the people inside.

Jun Yanci took her by the hand and walked to the pear tree in the yard and sat down. Then he placed the wine on the stone table, opened the bottle, and sat there waiting.

As Yun Qianyi's nose smelled the aroma of wine, he heard two "bang-bang" sounds from the door of the inner room. As the door opened, a person came out with a bottle of wine in his hand, and was about to come out to look for new wine.

"You heartless little brat, you finally came to see me."

Just as he was about to pick up the wine on the table, Jun Yanci snatched it away first.

"Uncle Song, pay attention to your image."

Speaking of image, Yun Qianyi realized that the person in front of him looked middle-aged at most, but had a head full of white hair. His robe was casually and loosely worn, and his belt was a little faded.

This unkempt appearance really doesn't resemble a teacher in a college.

"Hey, you have a girl by your side? How did you trick her into coming? She's pretty pretty."

Jun Yanci pushed his approaching face away with a slap, then hugged Yun Qianyi onto his lap and held her tightly in his arms.

"Song Shi'an, your hand is injured, not blind."

Seeing Jun Yanci protecting Yun Qianyi like this, Song Shi'an looked at him while pouring wine.

"Look how nervous you are. At my age, I could be her father. Little girl, what's your name? If you are threatened with kidnapping, just blink and uncle will save you. Ouch!"

Before Song Shian had filled a glass of wine, Jun Yanci kicked him in the calf. He cried out in pain and bent down to rub it.

It was the first time that Yun Qianyi saw Jun Yanci being so approachable, so she said respectfully:
"Hello Uncle Song, my name is Yun Qianyi. I have not been deceived, kidnapped, or threatened."

The moonlight of the full moon was exceptionally bright, and it reflected on Yun Qianyi's smiling face, making it even more brilliant and dazzling.

Song Shi'an originally thought that no one in the world could compare to her, but he never expected that he would meet a peerless beauty who could rival her in his lifetime.

But then again, that name.

"Are you from the Jiang family?"

Yun Qianyi nodded, and Song Shian was speechless.

He looked at the two of them with a conflicted look on his face, and suddenly felt that the wine was a little hard to swallow.

I finally thought that this kid had finally come to his senses, but he chose a girl from the Jiang family over any other family.

"Well, do you two know that the Jiang and Shen families have been feuding for hundreds of years?"

Jun Yanci grabbed Yun Qianyi's hand that was about to reach for the wine glass, raised his head and said to Song Shian:
"None of my business."

Song Shi'an sipped the wine, and his half-closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Of course it's none of your shit's business. This is your business."

Hearing this, Yun Qianyi didn't know whether Song Shi'an was just insane or drunk.

"Where's Jun Chenze?"

Jun Yanci was too lazy to pay attention to him and changed the subject.

"I guess he fell asleep?"

At this point, Song Shi'an got angry, took out the rice paper from his sleeve, put it on the table and started chattering:

"Your sixth brother has no idea what his hands are made of. Look at his lousy handwriting. Not to mention comparing it to your eldest brother, even the handwriting you write upside down is better than this!"

Yun Qianyi felt guilty and drew circles on Jun Yanci's palm with her index finger. His handwriting was much better than hers. "General Song, you are a military commander, why are you arguing with a child about handwriting?"

The fox eyes suddenly raised. Isn’t Song Shian the teacher of Bitong Academy?

"The Song family was full of loyal and brave men. In the 77th year of Jianyuan, they were buried in the last battle with Southern Liang. Only Uncle Song survived."

As soon as Jun Yanci finished speaking, Song Shian continued:

"At that time, it was Empress Shen who personally led the Shen family army to reinforce, and later the emperor also led his personal soldiers to personally lead the army, and together they repelled the Liang army."

Yun Qianyi couldn't get the wine glass, and she wasn't sitting well in Jun Yanci's arms, but her thoughts were still following their words.

"Then why doesn't Uncle Song live out his days in the capital?"

Song Shi'an also noticed her little action, so he secretly poured a glass of wine and pushed it towards her.

"The Song family was born in humble circumstances. If it weren't for Queen Shen's wisdom and bringing us to the capital, there would be no General Song's Mansion. Therefore, the only one our Song family has been loyal to from beginning to end is Queen Shen."

Ever since Shen Qing passed away, Song Shian asked to leave the capital. If it weren't for Jun Yanci, he wouldn't even stay in the Bitong Academy and would definitely stay away from the capital.

After Yun Qianyi got the wine glass, she took a sip, looked into those peach blossom eyes, blinked twice, and only when she saw Jun Yanci's compromising look did she finish it all.

Song Shi'an did not miss any little interaction between them. He felt relieved, but also worried.

"In previous years, you would not come here with such fanfare at this time. What's going on this time? Have you figured it out? Are you going to plant your own forces among the civil servants?"

Jun Yanci comes every year, quietly in winter, without letting anyone notice.

Song Shi'an had reminded him several times not to let Jun Jinhuan's hand stretch too far.

Especially when he saw the Third Prince, who had changed from the Third Prince to the Fifth Prince and the Seventh Prince. Now the prestige and limelight in the court all belonged to that wise prince, he felt very uncomfortable and was very dissatisfied.

This is also due to the efforts Jun Jinhuan has put in at Bitong Academy over the years. Seven of the eight teachers are his people, and even the granddaughter of Dean Zhang is the concubine of the third prince.

"This is a gift from Qianqian. Moreover, talented people should have a clear mind when they enter the government. Those who are upright will serve the country and the people. Since we have a common goal, why should we do this?"

How could Jun Yanci not know Yun Qianyi's intentions? In fact, he didn't care about these false reputations and would never bother to do such things.

Song Shi'an sighed. He knew it very well, but the current situation was that these talented people didn't even have the chance to enter officialdom.

Fortunately, Yun Chengyi has been helping him overtly and covertly in the past few years, otherwise, this Bitong Academy would have really become his private official selection place.

At this time, Dean Yun was standing in Yun Qianyi's courtyard in a dilemma, feeling very unfamiliar with the woman in front of him.

If it weren’t for the mole on Li Luoluo’s ear, Yun Chengyi would have thought that someone had been replaced.

"Second Master Yun, Sir, Junior Sister Qianyi and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have gone out. Why don't you come in and wait for a while?"

Li Luoluo remembered Yun Qianyi's instructions to them, that except for Jun Yanci, they should not let anyone else know her identity for the time being.

After all, there are many evil sects in the martial arts world who have grudges against the Fanyin Pavilion, so they have to prevent them from retaliating against the Yun family or the Jiang family.

Therefore, Yun Qianyi asked Li Luoluo to call her junior sister and Zhu Qing to call her senior sister.

"I won't bother you any more. Miss Li, please go to bed early."

Yun Chengyi looked back every few steps, eyes full of confusion. Li Luoluo was now just like her face, with cold words and attitude, revealing a sense of indifference.

This feeling of being kept at a distance made Yun Chengyi not even dare to ask a single question.

However, thinking about the civil service examination the day after tomorrow, he decided to go see Master Song first.

(End of this chapter)