Chapter 3 The Past
The front yard of Duke Ning's mansion is full of bamboo forests.

I heard that the old Ning Guogong who opened the mansion a hundred years ago was an illiterate martial artist, but he liked to be arty. In order to make himself a little more elegant, he planted bamboo here and there in the mansion, and the mansion was full.When he died, he left a last word, forbidding future generations to cut down the bamboo forest.

With so many bamboos, it is impossible not to cut them down.The descendants of the descendants read the book and gained their own knowledge of elegant characters, so they pulled out the bamboo in the backyard, repaired the bamboo forest in the front yard, painted red walls one after another, and built a scene in Kyoto. It is necessary to invite people to come to this bamboo grove to enjoy the flowing water and feast the guests.

Ning Shuo had just recovered from a serious illness, and was supported by a servant through the cool bamboo forests one after another, to the small study in Ning Guogong's mansion.

Duke Ning and Second Young Master Ning had just come down to court, and they were discussing matters in the study room. They were surprised to see him come, "Didn't you say you just had a fever? Why are you here?"

Ning Shuo: "I have nothing to do, and I can't bear to read, so I want to get some newspapers."

Ning Guogong did not doubt it either, "You have been ill for a while, but you are sensible. I told you to read the mansion newspaper before, but you never read it. You only know how to memorize dead books."

So I personally took some mansions and reported them to him, "Let's take a look at this year's first."

Second Young Master Ning was cold-tempered, but he also warned, "Don't look too late, lest you ruin your body."

Ning Shuo nodded, then turned and left.

"The third young master Ning" is silent, not talkative, and not as intelligent as Ning Guogong and the second young master Ning, and can only read dead books. "He" usually studies hard with his husband in the Qiushan Academy on the outskirts of Kyoto, and has no relationship with his family. Too familiar, only a little closer to mother Li Shi, but only a little better.

He fell ill three months ago, and has been raised at home since he came back from the academy. Now that he has recovered, no one suspects that he has changed.

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On the way back, we still have to pass through countless red walls and bamboo shadows.The coolness in the woods didn't dissipate the dryness of summer. Ning Shuo held the mansion paper and hurried on his steps. He walked faster and faster, and became more restless.

——He came to this bamboo forest with the prince before.

At that time, he was still called Suimingting, and he was a companion to the prince as a brother, and his father was also a respected prince and Taifu.Duke Ning held a birthday banquet, and the crown prince brought him here to celebrate his birthday. Duke Ning respectfully invited him here for a glass of wine.

Thinking of the prince, Ning Shuo's eyes darkened.

The prince is cowardly by nature, timid and fearful. As his grand tutor, his father taught him carefully.From his enlightenment at the age of three, to his teaching until the age of 23, for a full 20 years, he did everything by himself and exhausted his life's efforts.

But as the prince became more and more powerful and His Majesty got older, suspicions began to arise between father and son.Four years ago, that is, the 23rd year of Jingtai, the crown prince disagreed with His Majesty over taxation, which angered His Majesty.The father interceded for the prince, but was framed for corruption. When His Majesty was angry with the prince, he directly sentenced the family to be executed.

At that time, the prince could have pleaded for mercy for his father, so as to gain time to find out the truth.But the crown prince didn't—his majesty was furious, and with the thought of abolishing the prince, he didn't dare to provoke his majesty any more, so he simply put his head down and let his family run amok.

That year, the blood of the family members was as vivid as the red wall in front of them.

He thought that he would die on that day too, but the crown prince suddenly got bolder and replaced him with a death row prisoner. He was sent to Lingnan, but he was asked to be watched to prevent him from contacting the old department and causing trouble.

There was no way for him to escape the prince's surveillance, like a trapped animal, exhausted, he was prepared to die at the beginning.But later, a little girl broke into his yard and asked him to teach poetry.

He didn't want to teach at first, but maybe her study-seeking eyes were too bright, or maybe he was so relieved that day that he wanted to die, so he nodded his head.

This teaching lingered on for another four years, and in March of this year, it died of illness quietly in one night.

He died without a pity, he only resented the heaven for not giving him a chance to bring justice to the wronged family...

——He must clear up his grievances for Suijia.

The servant saw that he was frowning tightly, standing still, with a painful expression on his face.The boy was so frightened that his body trembled, he quickly called him, "Third Young Master."

Hearing the words, Ning Shuo came back to his senses, let out a foul breath, and walked along the red wall and bamboo shadows all the way to the Xingshi courtyard where he lived.At this time, dark clouds rose in the sky, and the wind blew the bamboo leaves down, which landed on the bluestone slab, and he stepped on it again, creating a gust of wind——

——Jingtai went to the palace to study with the East Palace for five years. He was famous for a while, and he was Qingfeng Langyue who often rode a tall red horse and laughed wantonly.Jingtai was murdered unjustly in 23 years, and his family was empty. He was a dead tree imprisoned in Lingnan.

In the 27th year of Jingtai, his body died and his soul remained, and he came back to life in Ning Shuo's body.

He frowned and stepped on one dead leaf after another.

He couldn't believe such a bizarre experience.

In June, the sun was still scorching on the boy's face, but when he returned to the house, it started to rain.

The sky in Kyoto is so fickle.

Ning Shuo put the mansion papers on the table, carefully reading each one.

He has been away from the capital for four years. During these four years, he was like a blind and deaf man, ignorant of everything in the capital. "He" doesn't have much memory of the case of extermination.

So I can only look at what happened in Kyoto in the past four years from the inside of the residence newspaper.

While watching, she heard footsteps outside, and Mrs. Li walked in.As soon as she came, she hugged him and cried, and said distressedly: "I heard that you went to the study to get the mansion newspaper? Why do you still read the Raoshizi mansion newspaper! What if your body is ruined?"

He scolded again, "Your father, that bastard! I know you're recovering from a serious illness, but I don't know how to persuade you!"

Ning Shuo was hugged by her stiffly.His aunt passed away when he was young, but he had never been so close to his "mother".

But Mrs. Li was still muttering, "Your father is not a thing. You are so young, he said that you are not talented, you are not good enough, so you were sent directly to Qiushan Academy, and you only returned home a few times in a month. You study hard. God is sorry, I don't need you to earn fame, I just want you to be healthy."

She had already thought about it, "In the future, you don't have to worry about your father. My mother has a dowry, and my mother will support you. What can you do if you are a useless person all your life? Don't listen to your father and go to study hard, Yia Look, mother, so many useful people are still going to die, so what does it matter if they are useful or not?"

It was the first time Ning Shuo heard such a fallacy.But he didn't dare to disobey her and make her sad.After getting someone else's body and becoming someone's son, you have to support him with all your heart.

Seeing that Li Shi wanted to say more, he had no choice but to promise not to read the mansion newspaper today, and then sent her out, but she was worried and turned back, staring at him to go to bed and rest before leaving with peace of mind.

This is really... He shook his head, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but his heart was indeed calmer.Then came the Feast Bell.

She is his little disciple.During the four years in Lingnan, he taught the little girl four years of poetry and books, and won her a lot of flattery and praise.

Last winter, when he taught her the poem "Peach Blossom Rain for Three Days in Lanxi, Carp Come to the Beach in the middle of the night", he also promised to take her to the Taolin stream to catch fish to eat when the peach blossoms bloomed. He became very ill and died at the end of the spring.

He died, with her temperament, she must cry.Three months have passed, and I don't know if she will still be sad now...

Ning Shuo tossed and turned.After living a new life, apart from vowing to bring justice to the family who was wronged, she is the only one he still cares about now.

(End of this chapter)

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