Chapter 20 Thousands of miles to recognize relatives

The wedding banquet is still going on, but a lotus pond far away from a garden is extremely quiet, which seems to isolate the hustle and bustle of the wedding banquet and people's wishes against their will.

On a high-footed building, the sound of a quiet guzheng playing slowly floated out, and the peaceful tone seemed to gas the smell of cats around people, which was refreshing.

"Mr. Shangguan Yi, this way." A maid dressed as a palace maid took the white-haired Shangguan Yi all the way to the empty lotus pond. "Mr. Shangguan Yi, be careful of the steps."

"Wait," Shangyi is old, but he is not exhausted because of walking these roads. On the contrary, he should be calm in his heart. Since he saw a jade pendant with the word "jade" deliberately exposed by the little palace maid when she was jugating fruit wine for him, his heartbeat has been accelerating. "The owner of the jade pendant" Where the hell is it?"

Seeing that the little maid had almost walked, she pointed to the high foot building: "Mr. Shangguan Yi, listen to me."

I don't know whether it is the effect in the heart or the sound of the Guzheng has really become louder. Shangguan Yi's originally a little anxious heart was filled with the music like a mountain stream. The original irritable and anxious heart seems to be gradually being smoothed by the sound of the kite. In the transformation of Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, it seems to be telling a story that has been telling a long time ago. A quiet and beautiful story.

Suddenly, as soon as Shangguan Yi opened his eyes, he heard that this song was adapted from a Jiangnan folk song, which he sang when he held his little daughter to coax her to sleep every day when she was still young.

The high-foot is only two floors high. Shangguan Yi quickly climbed the steps. The first thing she saw was the back of a woman in lavender clothes. The back was delicate and tough, petite with extremely huge power. With the flying of the woman's fingertips, her Guzheng played again and again. That familiar tone.

"Yuer?" Shangguan Yi asked tentatively.

At that time, the sound of the kite stopped, and the woman in purple slowly turned around. Her quiet face looked like her little daughter playing the piano in the attic. Unfortunately, there was still a little difference.

"Who are you?" Shangguan Yi frowned. Yes, who is this woman in front of her? She has a face similar to Yuer and can also do Jiangnan folk songs.

"Qin Yunuan, a civil woman, has met Mr. Shangguan Yi." Qin Yunuan was slightly blessed and raised her head. The depth and firmness in her eyes once again made Shangguan Yi doubt that the man in front of him was really his little daughter's reincarnation.

"Are you from the Qin family?" Speaking of the Qin family, Shangguan Yi showed a very unpleasant expression. Although he had been living in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time and had not contacted his legitimate son Shangguan Yuan in Beijing, the news of the death of his grandson Shangguan Rang still made the 70-year-old man sad for a long time. When he knew that his grandson's death was related to the Qin family, Shangguan Yi didn't leave a good impression.

"The common woman's husband's surname is Leng." Qin Yunuan then said.

It is said that the surname is Leng, and it can still appear in the palace, which must be the Ning Palace.

"What if you are from Ning Wangfu? We have nothing to do with the Shangguan family and the Qin family." Shangguan Yi was very indignant. After saying that, he shook his sleeve and turned around, as if he wanted to leave.

"The common woman's surname is Yang, and her real name is Shangguan Yu." Qin Yunuan suddenly raised her voice and shouted.

Shangguan Yi paused and looked back at Qin Yunuan with suspicious eyes.

"And that jade pendant," Qin Yunuan just finished speaking, and the little maid who led Shangguan Yi just now handed over the jade pendant hidden in her sleeve, with the word "jade" clearly engraved on it, "Ok, Pearl, go down and don't let anyone find out." Qin Yunuan ordered Pearl to leave, spread the jade pendant in her hand, handed it to Shangguan Yi and said, "This is a relic after my mother's death."

"Your mother is dead?" Shangguan Yi's eyes showed a sense of sadness, and then he was stunned, "Why do I believe you?" For many years, he has been looking for his youngest daughter for many years without any results. How could he meet him at an accidental wedding banquet?

Speaking of this little daughter, although she is a concubine, her mother is also an extremely gentle talented daughter, deeply loved by Shangguan Yi. At the beginning, it was Shangguan Yi who neglected to take good care of the mother and daughter. After returning from a trip to school, she knew that her jealous son Shangguan Yuan took advantage of his absence. The mother and daughter were kicked out of the Shangguan government, which is why Shangguan Yi would rather live in the south of the Yangtze River than go to Beijing to enjoy blessings with Shangguan Yuan. He still hated what happened in those years and still missed this sensible woman and the sensible daughter.

Calculations, the youngest daughter should be only in her thirties this year. He would rather be alive than believe what Qin Yunuan said. She had gone early.

In the face of Shangguanyi's suspicion, Qin Yunuan is very understandable. The most difficult thing is undoubtedly to convince Shangguan Yi's identity. In fact, Qin Yunuan knows that Qin has always left a move. A jade pendant can't say anything at all. Qin Yunuan can't help Qin Yunuan to really use this identity to recognize his relatives. In fact, he has long been the most critical thing. It was destroyed, but I forgot one thing...

"This is the embroidered manuscript left by my mother, which is full of her handwriting. Mr. Shangguan Yi knew at a glance that what Qin Yunuan said was true or false." Qin Yunuan picked up the semi-yellow manuscript that had been placed on the case. Yes, Qin's quality was leaked. He had never known that Yang had left all his painstaking efforts to Qin Yunuan early. In addition, Yang's enlightenment was Shangguan Yi, and every word was taught by Shangguan Yi himself, which was the most powerful proof.

Shangguan Yi took the thin booklet half doubtfully and only turned over two pages slightly, and his eyes turned red involuntarily. This can't be fake. He remembers, he remembers it all.

"Yuer, my Yuer." A 70-year-old man is as fragile as a child at this moment, "Child, come here." Shangguan Yi waved to Qin Yunuan and called Qin Yunuan to his side. Looking at Qin Yunuan's face, which was similar to Shangguan Yu, his heart was even more touched. "Son, you have suffered. Tell me how your mother died."

Finally, at this time, Qin Yunuan gritted her teeth and said, "She was killed."

"Real?" Shangguanyi was shocked. He thought that his youngest daughter had been kicked out of the Shangguan government and was the lowest point in his life. He knew that the daughter of the Qin family was born to his youngest daughter, and he was even more wronged by the days when his youngest daughter fell into the Qin family as a concubine, but now he knows that his youngest daughter died...

"Really," Qin Yunuan said seriously word by word, "It's none other than Dou Qing'e, the mother of the Qin family who has killed herself in the Madman Tower."

Shangguan Yi sighed: "It was all my negligence in those years, neither..." Yes, the youngest daughter was killed, but the person who killed her also died. There is nowhere to ask for justice for the youngest daughter. What else can Shangguan Yi do at this moment?

"But Mr. Shangguan, think about it, if it hadn't been for my father's acquiescence, how could Dou have died so blatantly and retreated?" Qin Yunuan clenched his fist. Since he completely broke his face with Qin Zhi, Qin Yu Nuan investigated all those things in those years. It turned out that Qin Yu Nuan was not only He Lian who failed in those years. Since Qin Zhi began to participate in the imperial examination, he almost climbed up by women, and Qin Yunuan's mother, Yang, or He said that Shangguan Yu was just a chess piece that Qin wanted to use but failed to make use of it.

"What do you mean?" Although Shangguan Yi concentrates on academics, he has lived for so many years. He has also seen the conspiracy in the officialdom. If he thinks that he is a Confucian background and can be easily bullied, it is really a big mistake.

"At that time, my father was bent on using his mother's true identity to have a relationship with the Shangguan family, but my mother would rather die. For my father, it's better to destroy what he couldn't use." Qin Yu's warm eyes were slightly cold, as if she was not commenting on her father, but just a cold-blooded monster.

"You are talking about your own father, your own father who is close to you." Shangguan Yi was a little surprised by Qin Yunuan's straightforwardness.

"Yes, I'm talking about my own father," Qin Yunuan raised her head, and her eyes were full of stubbornness and unyielding. "It's the father who secretly blocked his son's career and plotted to ruin his son's future step by step."

Originally, Leng Changxi has arranged the road for Qin Baochuan. As long as he waits to send Qin Baochuan to participate in the autumn national son's supervision examination, but now there is a big trouble. Although those officials in charge of the selection have given Leng Changxi a little thin face on their faces, they are now less than a month away from the selection examination. In time, those officials who should have accepted began to push one by one. They would never give in even if Leng Changxi put a knife around their necks. Later, Qin Yunuan knew that those officials were Qin's students.

Leng Changxi originally had a more cold method, but was rejected by Qin Yunuan. She wanted to let Baochuan enter the school gloriously and let people all over the world know Qin Baochuan's wisdom.

Qin Yunuan said everything in front of Shangguan Yi what Qin Zhi did. When Shangguan Yi heard how indifferent Qin Yunuan sisters Qin and left them in the backseat room, the old and strong blue veins seemed to explode.

"Fad! That Qin is really a bastard!" Mr. Shangguan Yi is the originator of Confucianism in Daqi, and it is not too much for him to call anyone a child.

"Dunpa," Qin Yu warmly shouted softly, "My father never regarded Baochuan and me as his own daughter and son. You are the only relative of Yu Nuan and Baochuan in the world."

This sound made Shang Yi's heart soften. He looked at Qin Yunuan and seemed to transfer his whole love for his little daughter to this granddaughter: "What about Baochuan? Can I see him?"