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  In the wind and snow, Xinyang Wang exerted great force to hold onto Yin's young master. Although he looked somewhat weak, his strength was not inferior to that of Xinyang Wang Qiheng, who had led troops in battle. The two men tugged at each other, and Ding Rou couldn't help but smile slightly. Compared to the imperial prince she had seen before, Yin's young master was even more handsome. Perhaps it was because of the cold snowy day, but his skin looked even whiter, unlike Xinyang Wang Qiheng's wheat-colored complexion beside him. They seemed very familiar, and if Ding Rou wasn't mistaken, he was a bastard son. How did he have any connection to the illustrious and powerful Xinyang Wang?

  "Zi Mo, don't try to stop me, I must go to Ci An Nunnery."

  "I'll take care of it, I'll help."

  Yin Chengshan? Ding Rou tilted her head, looking like he was in a hurry to recite the Ci'an scripture. Ding Min must have been waiting for him, and Yin Chengshan might have had a bright future ahead of him. Ding Rou lowered the carriage curtain, blocking out the light completely.

  The old lady suddenly asked: "Do you know him?"

  He was referring to Yin Chengshan. Ding Rou smiled lightly: "It was on the Double Ninth Festival that day when I met him at Luofeng Mountain, he and his sister went to Luofeng Mountain to enjoy the scenery, and I rested with my aunt in the pavilion and listened to a few sentences of their conversation."

  Ding Rou didn't intend to hide it from Tai Fu Ren, and straightforwardly told her about the events of that day. She had only met Yin Cheng Shan once before, and today wasn't a coincidence, not even knowing his name. Seeing him so anxious, he was going to Ni Ci An again, mostly for his birth mother. Looking at Yin Cheng Shan's attire, the Yin family was also a wealthy household, possibly more prosperous than the Ding family. Those who could be addressed by their courtesy name were among the top in terms of talent, family background, and character.

  That old lady who sits in the Xinyang Wangfu is not an ordinary woman, she gave birth to a child on the battlefield and shot down the Mongolian commander's flag, she is the only one who inherited the legacy of the founding empress. The king of Xinyang has her as his only legitimate grandson, the old lady can let him guard the northern border, fight bravely, and establish military achievements. But when he returns to the capital, the clever old lady will pay more attention to the people around her grandson, the various forces in the capital are intertwined, the princes are eager to try for the position of crown prince, the Xinyang Wangfu cannot make a wrong move.

  Although she had only met Xinyang Wang briefly twice, and they hadn't exchanged more than a few words, Ding Rou intuitively felt that Xinyang Wang Qihe possessed all the qualities of a military general: proud, fierce, brave, and clever in deploying troops. However, in the imperial city, his fiery personality made him easily manipulated by others. With Xinyang Wang's wise and astute grandmother, how could she not see her grandson's weakness? Ding Rou thought for a moment, perhaps it was because Xinyang Wang was like this that the Emperor felt at ease using him.

  "...is it Prince Xinyang?"

  Outside, Yin Chengshan's exclamation came out, and Ding Rou smiled calmly. It turned out that he had been hiding his identity to make friends, and only because of the difficulties in front of him did he reluctantly reveal his identity. What would Yin Chengshan do? Would he be humble and yield? Would he be furious? Or would he cut off his sleeves and sever ties? Ding Rou raised some interest. Being humble and yielding was a petty person's behavior; being furious was not smooth enough, slightly self-deprecating; as for cutting off one's sleeves and severing ties, it was a bookish temperament, self-proclaimed nobility.

  The old lady was apparently also interested in the outside, and did not urge the carriage to move forward. She listened intently, and Ding Rou guessed that the old lady had also heard about it. Ding Rou lifted up one corner of the carriage curtain again, and a cold wind blew in, enough for the old lady to see the commotion outside.

  She looked out from the corner, and Yin Jishan was stunned in disbelief. Qi Heng, the King of Xinyang, who was wearing a crane cloak and a big hat, explained awkwardly: "I didn't mean to deceive you. After returning to the capital, I met many people. On that day at the wine shop, how could I have enjoyed drinking and discussing swordsmanship with you if I had told you the truth? If I had told you my true identity, Yin Jishan, you would have certainly kept your distance from me, and there wouldn't have been our later interactions. Apart from not telling you that I was the King of Xinyang, I didn't hide anything else. Zi Mo is a name given to me by my grandmother, and few people know about it."

  "Is today specially because I sneaked out of Xinyang Wangfu?"

  "I heard that my mother is ill, so I went to Ci'an Temple to ask the abbess to save her life. But you said that old nun was very good at deceiving people, and every sentence she spoke was ambiguous. She's not a skilled doctor who can bring people back from the dead, how can she save my mother?"

  Yin Chengshan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed, "How could I not know? But there's no other way... Prince Xinyang..."

  Yin Chengshan suddenly grasped the arm of Xinyang Wang, "The Xinyang Wangfu is a distinguished guest of the Divine Doctor's Gate, and is acquainted with the master of the Divine Doctor's Pavilion. Can you please ask someone from the Divine Doctor's Pavilion to take your aunt's pulse?"

  "Didn't I hide my identity?"

  "It's okay, it's okay, being able to recognize Zi Mo, the aunt is saved, Zi Mo, Zi Mo... hurry up... hurry up..."

  Yin Chengshan dragged Xinyang Wang towards the Divine Doctor's door, "If you can save my aunt, I'll personally open up the fine wine I bought under the tree five years ago tomorrow and let Zi Mo taste my winemaking skills."

  "Okay, okay, okay."

  Yin Chengshan made the best choice, Ding Rou watched them leave, it is said that the Shen Yi Men regards the Yang Wang Fu as a honored guest because of the kindness of the old lady, and had a relationship with the Taizu Empress in the past. Thinking of Ding Min waiting for Yin Chengshan at Nian Ci An, did Ding Min comfort him when he was desperate? Or does Ding Min have a way to cure his birth mother's illness? Is it possible that Xinsun Yang Wang didn't know Yin Chengshan in his previous life? Or did Yang Wang sneak out of the mansion but failed... A figure flashed at the corner of the street, Ding Rou knocked on her body and saw the jade card on the person's waist, which was from the Yang Wang Fu, sent by the old lady to follow her grandson Qi Heng.

  It seems that in their previous life, Xinyang Wang did not know Yin Jishan. They only met by chance at the wine house and heard them talking. It's not certain that they would have met if they hadn't recognized each other. Yin Jishan, who didn't know Xinyang Wang, could make Ding Min brave the wind and snow to recite Ci'an Temple, and his future achievements will definitely be great. But after recognizing Xinyang Wang...Ding Rou is a bit uncertain whether he will be more outstanding than Ding Min in that life. The Xinyang Wang Mansion is dazzlingly noble but also secretly dangerous. Or should I say that the Xinyang Wang Mansion's support will make Yin Jishan's official career smooth? The road to officialdom is too smooth, and there may not be enough experience of ups and downs. Especially since he has a close relationship with Xinyang Wang, will Yin Jishan still be the youngest son of the Yin family?

  Due to the sudden wealth and honor, he lost his original heart. Just like Ding Min's inexplicable favoritism towards Cui Yan, Cui Yan was spoiled to the point of not knowing her own identity. Would Yin Chengshan be another Cui Yan? The words of Luofeng Mountain, "I must earn a noble title for my birth mother," echoed in his ears again, hoping he would remember that the old princess of Xinyang Wang looked down on those who were soft and followed the trend.

  The old lady didn't rush on the road, occasionally glancing at Ding Rou who was deep in thought. The corners of her mouth curled up with a hint of comfort, not disturbing Ding Rou's train of thought. Although the old lady also didn't know what Ding Rou was thinking about, as long as she was willing to think and ponder, it was better than letting things go easily.

  Madam Ta saw the gradually clearing eyes of Ding Ruo and took a sip of tea: "Yin Chengshan, the fourth son of Yin University's mansion, was born to a virtuous concubine. He is well-read in the classics and has a reputation at the Yanjing Academy established by the great emperor. Compared to other legitimate sons of the Yin family, he is much superior."

  "What is Yanjing College?" What kind of place is this? Why didn't the Taizu Emperor just make it a bit more weird and call it Yanjing University? "Is the Emperor the president of Yanjing College?"

  The old lady nodded, "The Great Qin State has established four imperial academies, one is the Yanjing Academy, two is the Zhili Academy, three is the Hangzhou Academy, and four is the Guangzhou Academy. The principals of the four academies are all His Majesty today. Most scholars in the world gather at the four academies. Each academy has 50 assistant scholarships, exempt from all tuition fees. For these 50 quotas, the poor students have broken their heads, not inferior to the imperial examination."

  Ding Rou had some admiration for the flirtatious and heartless Taizu Emperor. The scholars of the world called him Shanzhang, and Tianzi Men Sheng was no longer a title used by those who passed the imperial examination to become jinshi. Two academies were established in the north and south, with equal strength, but the disputes between the north and south were not easily resolved. In ancient times, one's hometown was often valued by scholars, and being from the same hometown was a natural bond.

  "Have you heard of Yin University Scholar?"

  The lady's question brought Ding back to her senses, she hadn't thought about Yin Xue Shi at all. The title of University Scholar sounded good, but it was a nominal position with no real power, just an idle guest accompanying the Emperor to dispel boredom. Yin Xue Shi wasn't particularly favored by the Emperor, and there were five or six people in the court who held the title of University Scholar.

  Ding Rou smiled and shook her head: "I've never heard of it."

  "He has been muddled all his life, and his wife is also muddled. The rules of the mansion should be strict where they need to be, but she turns them into iron laws. Yet, it was in this very mansion that the fourth young master, Yin Chengshan, was raised. Two years ago, he was personally appointed by the Emperor to study at the Yanjing Academy. Otherwise, Madam Yin would have kept all the illegitimate children hidden away. If the legitimate son had been promising, it wouldn't be so bad, but there wouldn't have been any chance for the illegitimate child to rise up. The four sons born to the main wife of the Yin family can't even compare to Yin Chengshan alone. Madam Yin still orders her mother to beat the drum and set rules, without thinking about who will inherit the Yin family in the future. No one has ever distinguished between legitimate and illegitimate children like she does. Lord Yin is soft-eared and listens to his wife, so the Yin family... has many muddled accounts."

  Old Lady Tai mentioned the Yin family's affairs, and Ding Ruo listened carefully. She wasn't familiar with Yin Jishan, so was Old Lady Tai being too hasty? Hearing that Old Master Ding had praised Yin Chengshun's exceptional talent, it seemed he really had skills.

  Ding Rou smiled and said, "He's a lucky one, having met the King of Xinyang, he should be able to invite someone from the Divine Doctor's Gate to treat his illness, it's better than going to temples and hermitages."

  Madam Tai was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It saves me from having to make a trip to the An Tang, which would have delayed his recovery."

  Ding Ruo's heart is not big, although she didn't mention Ci An, but Madame Tai must have also figured out a difference. Ding Min is useful to the eldest lady, but what did she go to Ci An for? Why did she specifically go today? Is it to wait for Yin Chengshan? The concubine-born daughter with too much ambition needs to be taught a lesson. Before gaining absolute power to escape the control of her stepmother, it's best to restrain herself. Ding Min was too impatient.

  The horse-drawn carriage entered the mansion of the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and Ding Rou supported the elderly lady down from the carriage. Looking up, there were still two or three carriages parked outside. The wife of the Deputy Minister had not only invited the Ding family. Ding Rou plucked up her courage, as she could not show weakness in front of the dignified and refined wives of the officials.

  At the entrance of Nian Ci An, Ding Min walked back and forth, shrugging his shoulders. Why hadn't he arrived yet? She clearly remembered that he would seek medical treatment for his mother. In her previous life, she had obtained a prescription specifically for treating his mother's illness. Ding Min stomped his frozen feet numbly and waited again. He must be coming back.

  A problem can be perceived differently by different people. Ding Min and Ding Rou are no longer on the same path, each with their own destiny. Rebirth or transmigration is not a panacea; even if a reborn woman tries to change her fate, who knows what kind of butterfly effect will occur? Moreover, in ancient times, it was very inconvenient for women to go out, and this story only magnifies some blind spots. The road ahead is one that can be chosen by oneself, whether it leads to happiness or not, only time will tell after ten years. This text, whether in terms of layout or plot design, is quite grand and no longer entangled in romantic love between men and women; the main struggle is Ye's breakthrough, I suppose. Actually, Ye has no bottom line, so I hope everyone can continue to support Ye.

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