Chapter 188 Differences

Above was a dense collection of ink marks, an urgent report from the border, but at the end was a vermilion red imperial edict pasted!

In the moment she finished reading, an endless absurdity engulfed her.

Jiang Xuening couldn't believe the few words she saw at the end. Tears mixed with hatred and unwillingness flowed down her eyes, staining the dried ink.

Wei Liang came down from upstairs, unaware of the identity of the newcomer and the connection between Jiang Xuening and the person who had just arrived. However, the sound of "sir" in his ear was somewhat unusual.

Has he ever seen a girl shed tears?

At this moment, I was completely at a loss.

Jiang Xuening's fingers, gripping the page of paper, slowly tightened and only said to Wei Liang, "Go back."

If he had just heard this sentence, he would have been overjoyed immediately.

After all, this means he can sneak away.

However, at this moment, Wei Liang agreed, but dared not run even if she wanted to, fearing that something might happen to her posture.

Jiang Xuening stood in place for a while, collected this page of writing paper, and then called on the person she brought when she came out. She left a message for You Fangyin, who had not yet finished the discussion in the Qingyuan, and returned to Xiebaiju first.

You Fangyin knew that she planned to see Lv Xian today.

As soon as the Qingyuan meeting was over, he came to the Guanlan Tea House, but did not see anyone. After speaking, he hurriedly returned to the Xiebaiju, but held Jiang Xuening back and sat alone in the water pavilion, staring at the fishing rod hanging on the railing in a daze.

Her intuition told her that something seemed to have happened that she didn't know.

She hesitated for a moment and walked forward.

The voice had already softened, as if afraid of disturbing her, and he only asked, "Miss guessed well. Although Lv Xian has not been in Jinling these days, he immediately appeared in Qingyuan in the dust as soon as the day for the government to distribute salt introduction arrived. The meeting had just ended, and others had gone out. Didn't you see him?"

Jiang Xuening looked back at her and slowly said, "You don't need to see me anymore."

You Fangyin was stunned.

Jiang Xuening asked, "How is the matter of salt diversion?"

You Fangyin said, "We had already prepared a large amount of silver, but during the Qingyuan meeting, the officials of the Salt Road patrol in the two Huai regions said that since we are from Sichuan, we should not have been involved in the Jiangnan salt matter. We didn't even have a chance to bid. It's strange to say that although Lv Xian went, he only joined the fun and didn't compete for a high price to get a lot of salt."

Jiang Xuening was not surprised.

The sentence from Xie Weiguan downstairs echoed repeatedly in her mind. After overlapping one by one, it slowly weaved a nearly crazy speculation into her heart like a cocoon!

——At this moment, the situation in the central court of Beijing was on the brink of turmoil, and the dispute between the Heavenly Cult and Buddhism became increasingly fierce. Xie Wei stopped when he arrived in Jiangnan and even said he would go to the border in three days

If someone else were to change, Jiang Xuening wouldn't even dare to think about it.

After all, what a terrifying guess that was!

Unfortunately, the person who said this was Xie Wei.

A wooden box with a buckle was placed on the nearby table.

That page of paper also fell on the edge of the box.

Jiang Xuening turned her head, opened the lock, and slowly pushed the wooden box open. There were no pearls or treasures inside, only a handful of old loess.

You Fangyin suddenly realized something.

Jiang Xuening smiled at her with a comforting smile and said, "Could you please help Lao Fangyin to clear up the silver and property that we can use in advance? I'm afraid we won't be able to plan in time."

You Fangyin remained silent for a long time and said, "Yes."

Jiang Xuening picked up the box, collected the page of paper, and returned to her own room.

She had originally scheduled a meeting with Lv Xian but didn't go, and Lv Xian didn't send anyone to ask.

On the third afternoon, You Fangyin counted all the complicated accounts overnight, and Jiang Xuening took a carriage out and headed towards the other residence where Lv Xian had been staying, which he had been exploring for a few days.

Its place can also be considered quiet amidst chaos, in a small alley by the Qinhuai River.

As the carriage arrived at the entrance of the alley, she lifted the curtain and saw a charcoal seller sitting at the entrance, looking like one of the people she had seen downstairs that day.

The other party's breath is restrained and their eyes are bright.

Although I saw her at first glance, there was no reaction, so I buried my head and continued to sell.

Jiang Xuening knew she had come right.

She got off the carriage and walked into the alley.

Last night, an autumn rain fell and the weather turned cooler. The fragrance of osmanthus wafted faintly from the courtyard walls by the alley, but it was very quiet. At the end, there was a quiet courtyard with someone guarding the entrance. When Jiang Xuening stopped, she met an unexpected old friend here.

===Kunning Section 235===

That is a quiet and indifferent woman.

Wearing a light blue pleated skirt, without any unnecessary accessories, with only two crescent shaped white jade earrings hanging on the earlobe, and a jade belt around the waist, she also had a somewhat pine and cypress like demeanor.

At this moment, holding a collection of poems, standing at the foot of the steps.

In the past two years, Jiang Xuening has seen each other.

In the past, Fan Yilan, the young lady of the Shangshu family who almost became the accompaniment of Yang Zhizhai, was a scholar.

When she went from the capital to Sichuan, Fan Yilan happened to be there, and we nodded in friendship. Her personality is also indifferent. Although she is a woman, she has a somewhat scholarly demeanor, and Jiang Xuening has a good impression of her.

During their time in central Sichuan, the two of them once traveled mountains and rivers together.

Later, when Fan Yilan left Sichuan, they finally cut off contact.

Unexpectedly, I met you here now.

As she walked over, she heard Fan Yilan speak to the person at the door and say, "Student Fan Yilan, who was once taught by Mr. Xie with a word of kindness, I heard that Mr. Xie is in Jinling and I came to pay my respects."

The person at the door seemed to recognize her and said, "You have come three times already."

Fan Yilan seemed a bit embarrassed and said, "Please pass it on."

The person at the door said, "Wait a moment, I'll go take a look."

Fan Yilan said thank you without any impatience, just watching the person go while she stood still waiting.

Her appearance is not very eye-catching, but she exudes a distant and indifferent feeling, which is enviable.

Jiang Xuening got closer and finally realized that she was holding a collection of poems.

Yes.

Back then, Fan Yilan had outstanding talent in poetry and was originally running for the position of Yang Zhizhai to accompany her. Unexpectedly, Xie Wei's sentence "There is no good poetry in the palace" easily dismissed her, but it seemed to have awakened her and fulfilled her current reputation as a talented woman that scholars praise.

Fan Yilan was a bit uneasy, but when Jiang Xuening was in the distance, she was speaking to the gatekeeper without noticing.

She didn't realize until the person approached.

Surprised, he fixed his gaze and immediately laughed, "Miss Jiang, why did you come too?"

Jiang Xuening avoided discussing her purpose of coming and glanced at the gift before saying, "Miss Fan, is this?"

Fan Yilan didn't think much and only said, "When I arrived in Jinling the day before yesterday, I saw Mr. Xie on the road and thought that I had read it wrong. I only found out after inquiring about it. I once received guidance from Mr. Xie, and I dare not forget it. So I collected a few of my recent works and paid a visit to Mr. Xie. Firstly, I thanked Mr. Xie for his kindness, and secondly, I asked him for some guidance. However, when I returned two days later, they both said that Mr. Xie was resting and didn't dare to disturb me, so I came back again today."

Jiang Xuening didn't answer.

Fan Yilan felt puzzled when she mentioned it, "It's strange to say that I came in the afternoon the day before yesterday. After Mr. De Wen had taken a break, he specifically chose to come in the morning yesterday. He also said that Mr. De Wen was resting..."

Two days ago to yesterday.

Jiang Xuening seemed to have knocked over a bottle of five flavors in her heart, and she didn't know what her feelings were when she replied to Fan Yilan's sentence. She only smiled slowly and said, "Maybe it's the first time I've come to Jinling. I've been tired all the way, right?"

New to Jinling?

Fan Yilan gave her a slightly surprised look.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that Jiang Xuening only asked her what she was doing here, but did not say what she was doing.

She wants to ask the truth.

At this moment, Jian Shu, dressed in a dark green outfit, walked out of the room. He was supposed to go out for business and came to send Fan Yilan away. He stepped out and said, "Miss Fan, sir is still resting. Please come another day."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Xuening standing next to Fan Yilan.

Fan Yilan's face immediately showed disappointment.

A hint of regret swept through her eyes, and she only bowed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll come and see you another day."

Jianshu's gaze fell on Jiang Xuening: "Miss Ning Er..."

Jiang Xuening had just heard what he said to Fan Yilan and said, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."

Jianshu doesn't mean that.

After all, he had witnessed his own husband two years ago and knew how special Jiang Xuening was.

"No, please wait a moment," he said hastily

Jiang Xuening was taken aback.

Fan Yilan also looked at her.

Jianshu didn't have time to explain anything, so he returned to another hall and quickly came out. His pace seemed to be a bit faster, and when he returned to the door, he gasped slightly, saying, "Sir, I have already stood up. Please come in."

Fan Yilan: "..."

This is not something she said, she can easily judge.

Jiang Xuening also remained silent for a moment before taking a step past Fan Yilan, climbing the steps, and heading towards another restaurant.

Jianshu leaned over to Fan Yilan and then returned to another hall, walking ahead to guide Jiang Xuening.

Only Fan Yilan remained in place.

Standing outside the other restaurant, she felt lost in thought and a slight hint of bitterness surfaced in her heart, but after a moment, she smiled again. The carefully crafted poetry collection she brought, like a light cloud, was casually thrown away by her, but it was a release.

*

Xie Wei was awakened by Sword Book.

Outside the window, it was dusk and dimly lit, but warmer than the northern ground. In the void, there was moist water vapor floating, and when I sat up, I felt dazed for a moment and realized that it was not the climate of the capital city.

A branch of osmanthus was inserted into the plum vase.

I seem to have been sleeping for a while now.

The Congee in the small kitchen has been boiled and changed.

After listening to Jianshu's words, he got up in his clothes.

Daoqin immediately put the prepared hot Congee on the table and put a few dishes on it, not daring to put any meat. Xie Weishi didn't eat anything decent on the way to Jinling. He was afraid of not eating greasy things and hurting his stomach. Only this small dish of clear Congee is safe.

He was also tired of talking and sat down to drink Congee.

Not long after, the sword book brought Jiang Xuening. Xie Wei's face was pale. After drinking half a bowl of Congee, he didn't raise his eyelids and said, "Come in."

Both the expression on her face and the tone of her speech were identical to when she was her husband in the capital back then.

It seems that a standoff in the wall reading hall has never happened before.

Jiang Xuening walked in and bowed respectfully, saying, "I have seen you before, sir."

He did not respond to this. He held a white porcelain spoon in one hand, stirred the porridge bowl in front of him, and looked at the rising white air, but did not ask her how she thought about it at all. Instead, he asked, "Have you used rice?"