Schemes of the Noble Households Chapter 2

For the next few days, Adrian Huan stayed in bed to recuperate, taking medicine all day long.

Princess Nankang was determined to arrest the suspect's servant and his family. She also vowed that no matter who pleaded for her, she would pursue the case with the Yu and Yin families to the end.

"No matter who it is, I can't just let it go after hurting my son!"

The incident alarmed the palace, and the eunuchs in Taicheng went back and forth twice a day. The queen sent a letter to try to plead for her family. Princess Nankang still didn't give face, and threw the letter directly into the brazier in front of the eunuchs, not taking the queen seriously at all.

"Yu Bing and Yu Yi were both capable people, but their children and grandchildren were useless."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother just sighed deeply.

Faced with this sister-in-law with a bad temper, Empress Dowager Chu and Marshal Huan were both helpless, and in serious cases they even had to kneel down.

"It is indeed the Yu family that is wrong in this matter."

They injured people for no reason, and the victims were the sons of the Grand Marshal and the princess. Even the Wang and Xie families of Wuyi Lane must give an explanation.

Looking at the queen kneeling and crying, Empress Dowager Chu shook her head. Thinking of the former empress dowager who was also from the Yu family and served as regent, she couldn't help but frown when comparing her daughter-in-law who was cowardly and self-pitying.

"Amei is not a person without sense of propriety. Once the matter is clarified, we will do what we should do." At this point, Empress Dowager Chu paused and whispered, "You should also know what the current situation in the court is."

As a relative by marriage, he was unable to help the emperor, but instead hindered him everywhere, and then got into trouble with the Huan family. Was he thinking that he was living too comfortably?

Since Empress Dowager Yu and Yu Yi died one after another, the Yu family lost Jingzhou and their power plummeted. Even though they had a daughter who entered the palace as empress, the imperial power was declining and there were no sons and daughters in the family. Although they still had some strength, they were no longer as strong as they were twenty years ago.

Now that Mr. Yu has hurt Adrian Huan, if he wants Princess Nankang to calm down, it won’t be enough to just say a few words of love.

Queen Yu knew that it was impossible to do anything, so she had to swallow her pain and whispered, "Yes."

Not favored by the emperor, her natal family gradually declined, she had no children to support her, and no uncles, brothers, or nephews to help her. Empress Yu increasingly felt that Taicheng was like a cage that trapped her and from which she could never escape.

Qingxi Li, east of Jiankang City, was where royal families and nobles lived.

It is not as famous as Wuyi Lane, nor as prosperous as Changganli, but it has beautiful scenery, with locust trees and willows everywhere. The gurgling stream flows through, the eaves protrude from the treetops, and the arch bridge is exquisitely built, which has a unique and beautiful style.

The residence of the Yingchuan Yu family is located on Qingxi. The buildings are surrounded by creeks and have beautiful scenery. They live next to a branch of the Chenjun Yin family and have been on good terms with them for generations.

In the mid-spring of previous years, the young men and women of the two families often traveled together, either outing outside the royal city, or going to Taoist temples for worship or Buddhist temples for incense. The handsome young man and the pretty young woman, with their long sleeves fluttering in the wind and their skirts flowing, and the fragrant breeze and carriages, were a beautiful sight.

But things are different now.

Since the gift sent by Yu Xi to Huan's mansion was returned, the Yu and Yin families closed their doors and did not allow their children and nephews to go out at will. Yu Youzhi, who had caused trouble, was locked up at home by Yu Xi. He tried to send letters to his father in Kuaiji several times, but they were intercepted midway.

Yu Xi brought the man to him and said sternly, "This matter is of great importance. If you don't want to die, you can do whatever you want!"

Yu Youzhi bowed his head on the surface, but he was unwilling to accept it in his heart. He secretly planned and found the right time to make Sebastian Huan and Adrian Huan fall again.

The boy was arrogant and didn't know how high the sky was or how deep the earth was. He thought that since his family was a relative of the emperor, had produced two queens, and was on good terms with Prince Wuling, he didn't take the threat of Princess Nankang seriously at all.

As the head of the Yu family, Yu Xi thought of something deeper. Looking at Yu Youzhi who showed no remorse, he could only sigh inwardly.

He looks good on the outside, but he is actually a fool inside, arrogant and useless. But Yu Miao only has this one son, so what else can he do except protect him and educate him well?

Ever since Huan Wen seized the post of Governor of Jingzhou from the Yu family, the two families had been at odds with each other.

Huan Wen was powerful and had long been disloyal. As a relative of the emperor, the Yu family naturally wanted to support the emperor. After several years of power struggle, it was impossible for them to shake hands and make peace.

However, this matter involved Princess Nankang, which really troubled Yu Xi.

According to the loyal servant's report, Yu Youzhi only attacked Sebastian Huan and did not touch Adrian Huan at all. Why the latter fell off the carriage and was injured so seriously that his life was in danger is worth pondering.

What if someone secretly took action and let the Yu family take the blame?

"Tell me more about what happened that day." Yu Xi sat on the futon, his expression solemn, "Don't leave out a single detail. Also, why did you leave the house that day, why did you stop Huan's ox cart, who instigated you to do it, tell me everything clearly!"

Yu Youzhi raised his head and saw that Yu Xi looked unusually serious. He could not help but swallow his saliva and could not think of resisting at all. He told him everything that happened that day in a dry voice.

"That day, it was Yin's Sixth Lady who sent someone to deliver the letter..."

Listening to Yu Youzhi's story, Yu Xi's brows furrowed even deeper and never relaxed again.

Living in the same village, the Yin family is quieter than the Yu family.

Yin Kang sat in a quiet room and listened to the servant's narration. He immediately asked someone to call his eldest son and all the young ladies who had gone out a few days ago. He asked them about what happened in detail and directly issued a house arrest order.

"Until the matter is settled, you are not allowed to step out of the house."

Princess Nankang's harsh words had already spread, and the Yin family girl knew that the disaster was serious, and she was always worried and could not sleep or eat. Now that she was locked up at home, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was like a heavy hammer hanging in her heart finally fell, and she no longer had to worry all day long.

After the sisters and daughter left, Yin Ji looked at his father and said worriedly, "Father, I'm afraid this matter won't end well."

"I know." Yin Kang nodded and said in a deep voice, "But now that things have come to this, it's useless to think too much. I have sent people to Gusu to deliver a valuable gift, and with Xi Jingxing's help, perhaps there is still a special plane for the matter."

In any case, we cannot really send our daughter to become a nun as Princess Nankang said.

If this is true, the reputation of the Yin family will be damaged.

"Da Zhongzheng has a rift with your uncle." Yin Kang continued, "What I am worried about is that if the Huan family takes the opportunity to cause trouble, they will surely follow suit. When you are selecting an official, I am afraid there will be twists and turns."

If it wasn't for the future of his children and grandchildren, why would Yin Kang insist on marrying into the Huan family even though he knew his cousin's branch was not on good terms with Huan Wen? But things didn't go as he wished, and now he no longer had any hope of marrying into the family, and only hoped that it would not create an enemy and burden his children and grandchildren.

The heads of the Yu and Yin families were filled with worry, while Yu Youzhi and the Yin girl, who had caused the trouble, had their own thoughts. As the victim, Adrian Huan's life was also not easy.

It would be fine to stay in bed and take medicine every day, after all, brain injury is not a trivial matter. If it is not well taken care of and problems arise in the future, you will have no place to cry.

What Adrian Huan couldn't stand was that there were only two meals a day, and each meal was different. It was either boiled mutton or stewed mutton, or stewed chicken or duck, with very few seasonings. Occasionally, a fish was served, but it was simply unpalatable because there was no seasoning to remove the fishy smell.

It's rare to see a few pieces of cabbage, but they are cooked thoroughly in the pot and I can't describe the taste when I eat them.

After eating it for three days in a row, Adrian Huan wanted to cry whenever he saw the green onion shreds sprinkled on the soup.

Before I traveled through time, I thought I would sleep until I woke up naturally every day, and eat seafood, chicken, duck, fish and meat every meal. When it really came true, I couldn't think of any other way to describe it except torment.

It's time for dinner again.

Adrian Huan lay on the bed, watching the little boy setting up the dishes and scooping up the broth. He felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He had never missed vegetables so much.

"Please get up and have dinner, sir."

The mutton soup was sprinkled with salt and pepper, and it tasted really good. But eating it every day was unbearable.

Adrian Huan picked up the spoon with a bitter face and ate the food almost as if he was drinking medicine.

Seeing his expression, the child cleverly took out a lacquer plate with several green, yellow and red fruits on it. However, they were as big as a baby's fist and were covered with water droplets.

Adrian Huan's eyes immediately turned green.

Sand apple?!

"These were shipped from Yongjia County. Your Highness specially had someone select the best ones and send them to you, my dear."

Adrian Huan put down the soup bowl, reached out and grabbed one, and took a bite.

The flesh is crisp, sour and sweet, and really appetizing.

Huan burst into tears immediately.

It’s not easy, it’s not easy!

"We also brought onions and leeks. They are irritants, so you can only eat them after your injury has healed."

Adrian Huan didn't even look at the mutton soup, picked up another sand apple, and asked in surprise: "Where did the onions and leeks come from in such weather?"

"Of course there is a way." The boy laughed, "My dear, you don't know that some farmers can build warm houses and grow vegetables in winter."

Adrian Huan was stunned.

Warm house? Greenhouse?

"It's a method that existed in the previous dynasty." The boy continued, "Unfortunately, there are very few skilled slaves in the south, and even fewer with good craftsmanship. Otherwise, my husband would have been able to eat these two years earlier."

Gulp.

Adrian Huan swallowed subconsciously. Thinking of some great time travelers who built greenhouses to grow vegetables and earned their first pot of gold in ancient times, and then became domineering, with luxurious houses and beautiful women, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

Without investigative practice, there is no right to speak.

Who could have expected that greenhouses existed as early as the Han Dynasty?

"My dear, although pears are good, you can't eat too much." The boy advised, "It's better to use some mutton soup."

"kindness."

Adrian Huan agreed casually and grabbed another sand apple. The little boy tried to persuade him but failed to stop him.

Half of the whole plate of sand apples was gone in a flash, and Adrian Huan reluctantly stopped eating. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue eating, but his teeth were really sour.

The child took the opportunity to serve mutton soup. No matter if it suits your appetite or not, you have to take some before taking the medicine.

Adrian Huan was drinking soup while pinching his nose. During this time, a maid brought him a warm jade, saying that it was obtained by Sima Huan during his expedition to Cheng Han.

"My dear husband was injured a few days ago, and I don't know where the jade he was carrying fell. Your Highness asked me to bring this to you. Wear it during the day and place it by the bed at night to keep you safe."

After the maidservant left, the boy brought the warm jade to Adrian Huan and whispered, "Although this one is good, it is not as good as the one you had before."

"Is that the jade that Anan is talking about?"

"Exactly."

After being reminded by the little boy, Adrian Huan vaguely remembered that the jade had some history. It was said to be from the palace of the Han Dynasty, and the jade material was passed down from the Zhou Dynasty. At first, it was two jade rings put together, and the workmanship was very crude. Later, it was carved into two swimming fish by the hands of a skilled slave, holding a jade bead in their mouths. Whenever it was exposed to sunlight, the jade bead would shine brightly, which was very rare.

If it is put in the future, it will be almost a national treasure.

In comparison, warm jade is precious but not spiritual and transparent enough, so it ultimately falls short.

After taking the meal and medicine, Adrian Huan lay back on the couch, yawned tiredly, and closed his eyes slightly. Just when he was half asleep, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, as if it was pierced by a needle.

Adrian Huan cried out in pain and suddenly held his head with both hands. Sweat rolled down his forehead and quickly flowed down his neck.

The little boy was greatly surprised, and hurried to the bed, calling loudly for a doctor.

Adrian Huan rolled over on the couch, his face as pale as paper, with a red mole the size of a grain of rice hidden on his forehead, so red that it seemed to be bleeding.