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Chapter 415 Questioning
Seeing Detai's expression, Ruan Yunting knew that Mrs. Ji's attitude made these servants very uncomfortable.In fact, she thought so too.The Ji family does have a deep connection with the royal family, but after all these years, no matter how deep the relationship was back then, it has been weakened by too many collateral branches passed down by descendants.Now Mrs. Ji is too conceited to use the relationship of the older generation to measure the current relationship.

Fortunately, old master Ji did not continue to ask the emperor to greet him in person.Taking Ruan Yunting with Detai, they took a carriage and headed all the way to the imperial study.

Arrived at the courtyard where the Imperial Study Room is located.Not seeing the emperor greeted him under the verandah, Old Master Ji's complexion darkened a bit.

Ruan Yunting was originally uncomfortable, but now because she was worried that Mrs. Ji would make something wrong here, she was so nervous that she even forgot about her illness.He wanted to remind him, but he was not familiar with him, and this old man was so conceited, even if she told him, he would not listen.

What Ruan Yunting is worried about now is that not only will Old Master Ji not be able to protect her, but he will also take her into the ditch together.

"Grandpa, princess, please." Detai pushed the lattice fan aside and invited the two of them inside.

The imperial study room has been cleaned up recently. The octagonal palace lantern in the corner has been replaced with a pattern of galloping horses. The brass tripod incense burner in the middle of the floor has been removed and replaced with a bright red flowery carpet.The paulownia desk is covered with a yellow tablecloth.And the emperor in dragon robe stood up and walked around the table to the two of them.

Ruan Yunting stood still in front of the door, bowing to the emperor.She lowered her head and perfectly concealed all her emotions. Regarding the matter of robbing Shui Qiuxin, she was frank and frank, without any complaints or regrets. Even if the emperor confronted her face to face, she would not be afraid.

Unexpectedly, the emperor just glanced at her, then nodded to Mrs. Ji with a pleasant smile, returned the red jade gourd, and said with a smile: "I saw this jade pendant, and thought it was a mistake. Unexpectedly, it was really Nanyang. The head of the Ji family has arrived in person."

He waved his hand and ordered Detai: "Show a seat to Mrs. Ji."

"Abiding by the order." Detai saluted, and led the little eunuch to move the grand master's chair carved with pear wood.

Old Master Ji sat down sullenly.

The Han family has ancestral precepts to treat members of the Ji family as if they were their own family members.And all the queens of the Han family have the surname Ji.But time has passed, and facing the Ji family in front of him, the emperor really feels impatient. This old man is probably old and confused, and there must be a limit to relying on the old and selling the old!
The emperor cursed in his heart, but he didn't go back to the dragon chair, but sat down opposite Mrs. Ji.

Ruan Yunting stood by the door with her head down, seeing the emperor's actions out of the corner of her eye, she raised her eyebrows.

It seems that the emperor is still afraid of the Ji family.

Mrs. Ji was also originally thin and small, but now she is hunched over and sitting on an armchair, she is a head lower than others in momentum.However, his imposing manner was not weak, he could even be called strong, he opened his mouth and said: "Emperor, why did you order someone to kill my great-great-grandson and hang him on the city gate tower!"

When the emperor heard this, he was very upset.

When the queen mother was alive, she called him emperor.All the rest should respect him as their superior.

It's really annoying that Mrs. Ji is so rude!

The emperor was dissatisfied, and asked calmly: "The great-great-grandson you mean..."

"Don't play dumb with me, my great-great-grandson's surname is Ji and his name is Qinqiu, and he has another name, Shui Qiuxin!"

The emperor was very surprised.

He didn't expect Shui Qiuxin to be from the Ji family.

But, even if he is from the Ji family, so what?
"I don't care if Shui Qiuxin is your great-great-great-grandson, if he assassinates me, I won't tolerate it!"

"Did the emperor make a mistake! Qin Qiu Xianyun Yehe is also quite famous in the Jianghu. He has lived a life of carefree life. Why did he assassinate you? Emperor, even if you want to do it, you have to investigate thoroughly before making a conclusion? That's it. Reckless, isn’t it the same as knowingly breaking the law and recklessly disregarding human life? You are the Son of Heaven, can you just kill innocent people casually!”

Don't look at Mrs. Ji, who is over 90 years old, not only has a strong body, but also has a clear mind. Every sentence he said was sonorous and powerful, so that the emperor couldn't find words to argue for a while.

Ruan Yunting still lowered her head—ever since she entered the imperial study, she has always lowered her head.I secretly applauded the words of old master Ji in my heart.What he said was exactly what she wanted to ask.

The emperor became angry from embarrassment when he was asked, and said coldly: "Why, don't Mrs. Ji not believe my words?"

Old Master Ji saw that his attitude was so contemptuous and he showed no respect to his elders. Angrily, he knocked on the ground twice with his walking stick: "Nie Zhan, Nie Zhan! You Han Jia didn't have a good thing! Back then, your Han family robbed the genius doctor to see you die!" Saved wife, or do you think that Empress Xiuyan would follow the Han family? Shengzu also knew to set rules, and the Han and Ji families have been on good terms for generations. Why did you come to your place? That’s all, you’re still talking nonsense with your eyes open! You’re the emperor, if the emperor’s actions are not right, how can you tell Wanmin to be right!”

Good scolding!Ruan Yunting has long since lost her worry and fear, her heart is secretly refreshed, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised.

The emperor was so angry that his beard trembled, and he glared at old Mrs. Ji angrily. He just felt that this crooked and dirty old man was really hateful. He wanted to kill him immediately, but he forcibly suppressed him.At any rate, there is an ancestral motto hanging over it, if he kills an old fool because of a few words, I am afraid that someone will spread rumors that the man of the Han family does not keep promises and treachery.

Thinking of this, the emperor took a deep breath, calmed down, turned around the desk and sat back on the dragon chair, and said, "If there is nothing serious about Mrs. Ji, please go back, I still have a lot of papers to approve."

Old Mrs. Ji stood up abruptly, pointing at the emperor with his leading crutch, and said three times in a row: "Okay, okay, okay!"

Turn around randomly, and quickly leave the study room.

Ruan Yunting glanced at the emperor who bowed his head to review the memorial, bent his knees, went out to catch up, and helped Mrs. Ji into the carriage.

On the way out of the palace, Mrs. Ji kept cursing the emperor. Ruan Yunting listened, most of what he was talking about was old things, that the Han family was sorry for the Ji family.

Back at Yangxin Xiaozhu, Ruan Yunting ordered someone to prepare a guest room, and managed to accommodate the people from Shui Qiuxin's family and the distinguished guests of Ji's family.

On the next day, worshipers began to come in an endless stream.Compared with the solitude of the foyer in the previous three days, it was a world of difference.From this, it is enough to see the Ji family's connections, and even the Ninth Prince came during this period.

Old Mrs. Ji grabbed the Ninth Prince and reprimanded him, but the Ninth Prince remained silent after being reprimanded, whether he was convinced or not was another matter.

So on the seventh day of the funeral, the funeral was dressed in a grand and extraordinary manner.Shui Qiuxin has no heirs, Jun Lanzhou is his only apprentice, and the heavy responsibility of throwing the funeral basin falls on him. Ruan Yunting is wearing linen and filial piety, holding Shui Qiuxin's tablet all the way, following the funeral procession All the way out of town.

Shui Qiuxin's body will be transported back to Nanyang and buried in the ancestral grave.

Ruan Yunting and Jun Lanzhou could only be sent outside the city.

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Ji, Shui Qiuxin's fellow disciples were about to say goodbye.

The old woman named Xue said: "Lan Zhou, since you are Brother Qin's only apprentice, you are the hope of our master, and you may become the next 'do not save', you go back with your uncle, uncle I can teach you all the poison-making techniques I have learned."

"Yes." Uncle Yu also said: "Lan Zhou is talented and intelligent, and he is a man who can be made. Qin brother's eyes are very good, but it's a pity that he died young. Even though his medical skills are superb, he has no time to teach them all. To Lan Zhou. Lan Zhou, you go back with your uncle, I will teach you a thing or two, and you will become a great weapon in the future!"

Hearing the words, Jun Lanzhou first gave a big gift, and said gratefully: "Lan Zhou is very grateful for the kindness of my uncle and uncle, but there are still some things to do in Daliang City. When I finish what I have to do, I will definitely go back and report to you." Master Uncle and Master Uncle ask for advice, please feel free to give me your advice at that time."

"Alright."

Jun Lanzhou said so, and they would not stop them, so they left with their disciples and grandchildren.

As soon as these people left, Yangxin Xiaozhu was immediately vacant.

Ruan Yunting felt as if her heart had been hollowed out.Looking at the Fengwei Jiaoqin on the shelf by the window, and remembering that the person who played the piano was gone and would never come back, her heart ached.

"Uncle Shui, you haven't taught me how to play the qin. The Phoenix-tailed Jiaoqin is in my hands, and it will be ruined after all. You said at the beginning, put the qin with me first, and wait until I can play the qin well enough. It's mine, and now, am I good enough?"

Lowering his head, his index finger and middle finger slid across the strings together, and the Fengwei Jiaoqin made a ding-dong sound like mountains and flowing water.

A drop of tear fell on the piano, divided into several halves.

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Under Jun Lanzhou's care, Ruan Yunting's body got better and better, and when her voice was fully able to speak normally, another four or five days passed, and it seemed that the Chinese New Year was about to come, and a large number of cities were bustling again stand up.

Jun Lanzhou rode Yanying to take her shopping. Ruan Yunting was very upset and urged Jun Lanzhou to turn the horse's head after halfway.

Jun Lanzhou has also lost a lot of weight during this period, and she has to take care of Ruan Yunting and talk about outside affairs, and she is already exhausted physically and mentally.Ruan Yunting is not in the mood to relax now, and he seems to have lost interest all of a sudden, and the two of them went back to Yangxin Xiaozhu in silence all the way.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a familiar person standing in the courtyard.

"Brother Lan?" Ruan Yunting looked at him in surprise.

Ruan Yunlan was dressed in black, her face was haggard, and she was full of travel and dust. Before she saw Ruan Yunting, tears filled her eyes:
"Sister, Uncle Shui, he really, really..." The word "dead" couldn't be said.

Ruan Yunting pursed her lips and tasted the salty taste of tears again.

Ruan Yunlan lowered her head, sobbing and crying: "As soon as I got the news, I hurried here. I wanted to see Uncle Shui for the last time, but unexpectedly, it was too late. Sister, Uncle Shui will not be an assassin, he He must have died innocently!"

Seeing Ruan Yunting clutching the skirt of her chest, Jun Lanzhou knew that she had started to have angina again.Hurriedly went forward to hold Ruan Junlan's shoulders and walked in, whispering in his ear: "Your sister is already sad enough, and she is not in good health, don't make her cry anymore."

Ruan Yunlan nodded, said "Yes", then took out an envelope from her arms, and handed it to Ruan Yunting who was walking behind: "Sister, a letter from my father."

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