Outside the palace gate, it was time to go to court.
Military attachés rode horses and civilian officials rode in cars. Cars and horses from various mansions were parked outside the palace gate.
Shen Yuzhi looked around and whispered a few words to the boy next to him.
The boy turned around and left, walked to a carriage, and started talking to the driver.
Shen Yuzhi put his hands behind his back and strolled up to the carriage. When no one was paying attention, he spread his palms and left after a few breaths as if nothing had happened.
Just as he turned around, Shen Yuzhi saw a figure not far away looking at him with amusement on his lips.
Shen Yuzhi's expression did not change, he stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "It turns out to be the commander."
Fu Jin'an glanced behind him, lowered his head to straighten his sleeves, and said quietly: "It's not easy to find bitter horse beans at this time of year."
Shen Yuzhi raised his eyebrows: "Why, the commander is so free today, instead of handling the case, he is studying drafting it?"
Fu Jinan looked up at him, chuckled, and turned to leave.
Shen Yuzhi also called the boy to leave.
"Long Shadow."
"My subordinate is here."
Fu Jinan sat on the carriage and looked at Shen Yuzhi's back through the curtains.
He said quietly: "Change the way back home."
"The Ministry of Works doesn't know what to do with food recently. There is such a big hole in the middle of the road and they don't know how to find someone to repair it. If you hurt your legs or feet, they will be the ones to bear it."
Changying understood: "Yes, my subordinates understand. I will ask someone from the Ministry of Works to repair it in the afternoon."
In the afternoon, Luo Ran heard that, for some reason, his uncle's horse suddenly went crazy on his way back to his hometown. Luo Dewen fell off the carriage and accidentally fell into a pit in the middle of the road, breaking his calf on the spot.
"You deserve it! Retribution in this world!"
Shen Xiqing clapped her hands and applauded.
Wang, who was always strict with her daughter, for the first time did not scold her, but nodded in agreement.
Luo Ran glanced at his cousin who was sitting there drinking tea quietly, and seemed to understand something.
It reminds me of the autumn of this year in my previous life, when my cousin was the top pick in high school.
Originally, he had to be the number one scholar, but someone in the main hall said something: Such a handsome young man has not appeared in the palace examination for many years.
The emperor made a stroke of his pen: Shen Yu knew that he was the third flower.
Since ancient times, flowers cannot be obtained by those who are not handsome.
In this way, the original No. 1 Scholar became the No. 1 Scholar.
Luo Ran suddenly felt that instead of reminding his upright uncle, it would be better to remind his lively cousin.
With this in mind, Luo Ran sat next to Shen Yuzhi, holding his small face with his hands and looking at him seriously.
Shen Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Cousin, if you look at me like this again, it's easy for me to misunderstand you."
Luo Ran was puzzled: "What's the misunderstanding?"
Shen Xiqing came over and put her hand on Luo Ran's shoulder, curling her lips and saying, "What else can I do? I must think you have something to ask of him! I always feel that I am so powerful that everyone has to ask for help from him!"
Shen Yuzhi raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's good. I hope you won't ask for anything from me in the future!"
"elder brother!"
Shen Xiqing stamped her feet and served tea with both hands as if she was busy flattering: "Good brother, you don't remember the faults of villains. Don't be like my little girl, okay? You are the smartest and most powerful person in the world!"
Shen Yuzhi remained unmoved.
Shen Xiqing was busy squeezing her shoulders and beating her legs, which made Luo Ran burst into laughter.
Seeing that the children had a harmonious relationship, Mrs. Shen nodded happily.
Mrs. Wang sighed: "Mom, don't worry, with us here, Ran'er will never be wronged. You are tired too, I will help you go in and have a rest."
In order to escape from her brother's clutches, Shen Xiqing hurriedly ran over and helped her grandmother back to rest with her mother.
There were only two cousins left in the house.
Shen Yuzhi: "What did my cousin want to say to me just now?"
Luo Ran thought for a while and then said: "There is something I don't quite understand. Thinking that my cousin is the most knowledgeable, I came here to ask for advice."
Shen Yuzhi flicked her smooth forehead with his finger, and scolded with a smile: "If you don't learn from your cousin, you will learn some glib accent!"
Shen Yuzhi knew that the little girl was squeamish, so he didn't use any force at that moment. Luo Ran imitated Shen Xiqing's example, covering her forehead and frowning exaggeratedly: "If I were my cousin, if I didn't have a hundred taels of silver right now, , this matter is never over!”
After saying that, the brother and sister laughed in unison.
Shen Yuzhi: "Tell me what's going on."
Luo Ran put away his smile, his face full of seriousness: "A few days ago, the people below brought a pot of welcoming pine. The shape is strange, but I really don't like the branches that stick out, so I want to trim them. . But someone told me that the strange rocks below not only echo it, but also support the branches. If I cut off the protruding branches, the rocks below will be useless."
Shen Yuzhi nodded: "Yes, an excellent bonsai. Every plant and tree in it has a profound meaning. Destroying any part of it will affect the beauty of the entire bonsai. But why do you have to cut off that branch? Woolen cloth? "
Luo Ran frowned and said, "But even if I don't cut off that branch now, if it grows up and gets in the way or dies over time, won't the rocks underneath still be useless and discarded?"
Shen Yuzhi shook his head and smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to speak, Luo Ran changed his subject and said, "The same is true for people. As the saying goes, people cannot hang themselves on a tree. Just like me, if I wholeheartedly marry into the Fu family, it means that Brother, what do you think of the final result? I am a little girl, so is my cousin, and even more so is my uncle."
Shen Yuzhi frowned slightly: "Cousin, what do you want to say?"
Luo Ran blinked innocently: "I didn't want to say anything. It's just the welcoming pine. I really don't like it."
Shen Yuzhi looked at her intently for a long time.
Luo Ran was strong and calm: her cousin was too smart and she didn't dare to say more.
Finally, Shen Yuzhi handed over his hand: "Thank you cousin for reminding me. As for the pot of welcoming pine, if my cousin really doesn't like it, just throw it away. My cousin will give you a better pot another day."
Luo Ran nodded happily: "It's a deal!"
Later in the evening, Shen Boli ordered his servant to bring back a box of pastries from the palace, specially for Luo Ran.
He also asked someone to send a message that there was something going on in the palace today and he couldn't leave for a while, so he asked Luo Ran not to be angry with him.
Luo Ran had already warned his cousin, and felt a little relieved, saying that he would see his uncle again in a few days.
Carrying the food box, he prepared to go back.
Mrs. Shen originally wanted to keep her here for a while, but Luo Ran repeatedly promised that when the weather warmed up, she would accompany the old man to stay in Zhuangzi for a while.
Only then did Mrs. Shen let him go.
Finally, Mrs. Shen took her hand and said, "Ranran, if you have anything to do, just come and tell grandma. Don't carry it alone."
Luo Ran nodded: "Well, Ranran will remember it, don't worry grandma. I will often come to disturb you in the future, but grandma is not allowed to bother me then."
Mrs. Shen laughed loudly: "It's too late for grandma to be happy, so why would she bother you?"
"Cousin, I'll take you back."
Shen Yuzhi stood at the door.
Mrs. Shen glanced at him and nodded: "That's fine, I feel relieved."
Luo Ran did not refuse the kindness of her grandmother and cousin.
On the second floor of the famous Zuixian Building in Beijing, the window of a private room is half open, revealing only a thin, slightly wheat-colored hand. The veins on the back of the hand are obvious and the fingers are long. At first glance, it does not appear to be the hand of a scholar holding a pen, but rather like a hand holding a pen. It looks like he has been holding weapons all year round, but his hands are whiter and slender than his father's.
Luo Ran only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.
