071 Shangjing

Let's go to Beijing together?

Lin Yarong would like to ask Sun Jingbang why Ling Cailan went to Beijing with them? Besides, isn't Ling Cailan's leg inconvenient? Can she go to Beijing?

However, Lin Yarong didn't ask anything.

"Yarong."

Sun Jingbang suddenly reached out and held her. His palm was warm and hard, wrapping her hand, as if it was transmitting something.

Looking up at him, Lin Yarong sighed gently in her heart, alas, what should she say? She understood him in the end.

It's reassuring to leave Ling Cailan with Tiliang.

"It seems that our carriage needs to be cleaned up again, otherwise Miss Ling will feel uncomfortable sitting." After jokingly saying this, Lin Yarong gently pinched Sun Jingbang's wrist and quickly loosened it, and then she turned around and ordered Green Butterfly Green Orchid to pack up the package.

Going to Beijing is not like going out on weekdays. I'm afraid I have to live for two or three years. There are a lot of things to clean up inside and outside here. By the way, I have to arrange people to go to Beijing in advance to clean up the old house.

The old lady has been in a bad spirit these two days. Lin Yarong didn't dare to let people disturb the old lady. Sun Jingbang obviously doesn't care. Fortunately, although she is not at home, it is not difficult for her to deal with the locks of these inner houses. With the help of the housekeeper and the stewards of each house, she arranged everything as soon as possible. It would have taken about a month. Only then can she deal with the things well. According to her, she can make arrangements in advance even if she goes to Beijing one day earlier.

Even if Sun Jingbang didn't say anything, Lin Yarong also knew that it would never be easy to go to Beijing this time. No matter what your majesty's intention was, anyway, Sun Jingbang was already in it, and there was no chance to watch it again. However, for ten years in the palace, Lin Yarong has seen more conspiracy and tricks than Sun Jingbang knows. Those methods of killing without blood are endless, and you are dirty and don't let you know.

Sun Jingbang just fell down as his peaceful marquis, but he has the most delicious thing in his hand. To say a big disrespect, if Sun Jingbang wants to become a king on his own, the two soldiers will be bright, even if his majesty has no move.

Now your majesty has rushed to recruit Sun Jingbang to Beijing, not to mention whether the prince can successfully ascend the dragon throne, and the storm in it must not be taken lightly.

The night wind hit his face with a slight cold. Just after a rain, Lin Yarong stood in the corridor of the green garden and took a long breath. On the contrary, after everything was ready, she calmed down and was full of an indescribable fighting spirit.

It feels like the 17th year of Qingde, she was in Changchun. The last night of the palace.

The night wind blew away the clouds, revealing the clear moonlight. The stars were bright and dark, as if they had broken a pearl, as if you could touch it as long as you reach out your hand.

A fur cloak fell on her and turned his head. Sun Jingbang didn't know when to stand behind her.

"Are you back?"

"Well, why are you standing here? It's cold outside and warm inside. The first month is almost over, and the days are getting warmer day by day, but Lin Yarong seems to be afraid of the cold. Up to now, there will be an extra red stove in the room at night.

Lin Yarong smiled and said, "Is Miss Ling better today?"

Before it rained, Sun Jingbang went to the south courtyard. These Japanese descendants Jingbang went to see Ling Cailan twice and left after sitting for a while, just like an ordinary brother cared about his sister, but it was a little awkward in Lin Yarong's eyes.

Sun Jingbang may be afraid that she will be unhappy, or for other reasons. Anyway, after recognizing Ling Cailan as his sister, he is more unfamiliar with Ling Cailan than before.

Lin Yarong originally wanted to say a few words about him. Really, she knew that Sun Jingbang was worried that she would be unhappy, but Sun Jingbang really didn't have to do this. However, every time the words came to her mouth, Lin Yarong swallowed back.

When she was in Siming Mountain, Lin Yarong once asked the housekeeper to inquire about Ling Cailan. They all said that Ling Cailan was from Fangzhou and had no relatives or friends. This more or less puzzled Lin Yarong. How could anyone not even have a relative or friend? Unless you want to hide something or don't want anyone to know something. Back in Tiliang City, Lin Yarong specially asked Guan Sheng, who used to be the county magistrate of Fangzhou and knew more about some local things.

Guan Sheng said that Ling Cailan's hometown did have a disaster a year ago, and many people died. It cannot be ruled out that Ling Cailan's parents were killed in the disaster. Can it be determined that Ling Cailan really has no problem?

Lin Yarong also can't explain what her mentality is about Ling Cailan. Anyway, she has been uneasy since she saw Ling Cailan on the first day. For a while, she even worried that her uneasiness was because she was a little jealous of Ling Cailan, but it didn't seem to be all jealous. What the hell is it for, but she can't say.

It's just uneasy.

Sun Jingbang naturally didn't know her little thoughts. He took her hand into the room and whispered, "I have been recuperating for many days. I think Cailan is in good spirits these days and should be soon, but she still dares not let her out of bed and walk around. After we go to Beijing, let's ask a doctor to take a closer look.

Lin Yarong didn't answer. When it came to inviting a doctor, she had a good candidate. However, I'm afraid Sun Jingbang doesn't like her mentioning that person.

asked the maid to bring hot water. In the air, Lin Yarong asked, "Is there any news about Brother Song? It should be almost to the northwest camp, right?

"Jingsong has only been walking for a few days. How can it be so fast? I have repaired the book and sent it to someone. It's not him that we moved back to Beijing. In fact, it's the same to tell him or not.

How can it be the same? Lin Yarong waited for Sun Jingbang to change into his clothes, but letting Sun Jingsong go to the northwest camp was probably the best thing Sun Jingbang did, at least to keep Sun Jingsong away from the right and wrong place in the capital.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lin Yarong came to her senses and looked up at Sun Jingbang with a puzzled face.

"What do I ask you? He looks worried."

Lin Yarong's eyes raised slightly: "Oh, I'm thinking... My mother should be in the capital, right?"

Obviously, Lin Yarong didn't think about this at all, but Sun Jingbang did not expose her: "I should have arrived long ago. No matter how slow it is from Tiliang to Beijing, I won't walk on the road for a month."

"That's right, but I haven't received the letter. I'm a little worried."

"Sometimes it's good news if there is no news. Maybe something was delayed on the way, so the letter didn't arrive. Anyway, we are going to Beijing tomorrow. Are we still worried that we won't see anyone at that time?

barely squeezed out a smile on her face, but Lin Yarong was still worried.

The next day, the family got up before the sun rose.

Even if it was properly prepared in advance, it was still a mess when she got on the bus. Lin Yarong simply didn't take care of everything to the housekeeper. She helped the old lady get into the carriage, turned her head, and happened to see several servants carrying a soft chair to pick up Ling Cailan from the south courtyard.

After looking at it for a while, Lin Yarong said to Sun Jingbang beside him, "Go and have a look."

Sun Jingbang shook his head: "You'd better go. It's not convenient for me to be a big man."

Lin Yarong didn't think much about it. As soon as she was about to walk over, the old lady who got into the carriage suddenly said, "Call Shihua to serve you."

Lin Yarong was slightly stunned. What does the old lady mean? Sun Jingbang also frowned.

But the old lady didn't intend to give them a chance to speak at all. The old lady turned her head and said to Sun Jingbang, "Banger, get in the car. Mother has something to say to you."

Seeing that the old lady seemed to deliberately let Lin Yarong avoid, and seeing that the housekeeper happened to come, Lin Yarong found an excuse to walk aside.

When they can leave, it's almost noon.

When she arrived at Wuli Pavilion, the old lady asked someone to stop the carriage. In the air, Lin Yarong asked Sun Jingbang, "What did the old lady say to you?"

The old lady thought it was crowded and didn't let the couple take a carriage with her. At this time, Sun Jingbang was very casually half leaning on the cushion. Seeing Lin Yarong's curious face, he couldn't help laughing, but just for a while, he said, "Mom said that when you go back to Beijing, let Cailan live in her yard."

Is it the same yard as the old lady?

Lin Yarong didn't react for a moment. Didn't the old lady always dislike Ling Cailan? Why do you suddenly put people in front of you?

Without waiting for her to ask, Sun Jingbang has said, "This Beijing is not as good as Liangcheng. Cailan is my sister, the daughter of the Hou family. She can't be without a daughter. I think my mother's meaning is to cultivate Cailan.

The old lady's consideration is also reasonable. After all, Ling Cailan is now a member of the Sun family. If she is laughed at behind her back, she is actually laughing at Sun Jingbang.

Lin Yarong suddenly said worriedly, "Will my mother dislike me? After all, I was born as a maid of honor. Although it is my parents' order to marry you, there is no official media when we get married. Sun Jingbang is the Marquis of Zhen. This marriage must be recorded by the official media, and even these three books and six employments must be appointed by your majesty as ministers. But when Sun Jingbang married her, he just sent someone to mention the Liang official media hall, and the rest of the things were handled by the two families. Today, if the old lady hadn't talked about Ling Cailan, Lin Yarong would not have paid much attention to it.

This time it's Sun Jingbang's turn to understand. What is Lin Yarong worried about?

Lin Yarong was a little embarrassed: "There are seventy-eight marquises of this dynasty, but I am the only one who is not rich and noble. I'm afraid that you will be laughed at when you go out in the future. An old man of Sun Jingbang may not care too much. Lin Yarong is actually worried about the old lady. If an old lady with such a good face is secretly told that she has married a daughter-in-law as a maid, won't she be angry?

Sun Jingbang was just stunned for a moment and understood.

He reached out and pinched Lin Yarong's face: "Who dares to say you? I heard that you have the reputation of "evil waiter" in the palace. Even your majesty's beautiful ladies are afraid of you, but now you are worried that others will say that you are not behind your back. This is not like you. Do you know that when I heard the word 'in the evil waiter', I thought of a female tiger with her teeth and claws, which is like a flower beauty. He put his hand down around her neck and gently hugged Lin Yarong in his arms.

Lin Yarong couldn't help laughing, and then stared at Sun Jingbang fiercely: "I'm also relying on the prestige of the queen's prestige. Now I'm not waiting in front of the queen. The ladies in the harem have never been afraid of me before, and now they are not afraid of me."

Sun Jingbang smiled, but didn't respond to her. He just pinched her nose after a long time and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'd like to see who dares to say that you are not."

Lin Yarong noticed that when she said this, Sun Jingbang seemed to have a knife in his eyes and dared not be forced to look at her, but there was no reason, which warmed her heart and made her feel at ease.

This man.

Twenty days later, they finally arrived in the capital.

Looking at the familiar but strange capital, Lin Yarong suddenly fell into a trance, just like the first day she entered the palace.

In fact, she has always disliked the capital. It is too gorgeous and complex, and these bright surfaces can't hide its ambition and undercurrent.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yarong's face was a little pale, and Sun Jingbang asked with concern.

Lin Yarong just shook her head. As soon as the carriage entered the gate, she accidentally saw a person.

"Yairong, the queen announced that you will enter the palace immediately!"