But who is Xiao Yichen? He is used to licking blood from the edge of a knife, and is ruthless in his work. His heart is harder than a stone, and his belly is smaller than a sparrow. He usually has an arm's length relationship with the governors. How could he and Shen Shi see each other in a movie? When the Son of Man came on stage, he immediately put down his chopsticks and smiled coldly.
"My father is not as blessed as Mr. Shen. When he can bow his head to the holy face, he is like lying on thorns and thorns in the summer. He tosses and turns in the sun and sighs; when he cannot help him, he climbs the guillotine like a crab without legs. How can he tease his grandson with such sweet things? , when he died, he probably didn’t ask for anything extravagantly, I’m afraid he regretted remembering those hairpins he gave away!”
Shen Shi felt a basin of cold water being poured down, cooling him from head to toe. He shivered and hurriedly knelt down, "Commander, I'm drunk. Those are all nonsense."
As soon as Shen Shi knelt down, everyone also knelt down.
Xiao Yichen was sitting alone, which made him feel lonely.
Shen Nanbao raised his eyes and secretly glanced at Xiao Yichen who looked like this. For some reason, he had the illusion of meeting a close friend in the mountains and flowing water.
As he was thinking wildly, Xiao Yichen stood up, and the gilt cloud-patterned quilt on his waist was like an unsheathed sword, cutting off Shen Shi's tight string head-on.
Shen Shi's legs were weak, and Fu Wei begged for mercy on the ground, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, it's a humble minister who has no control over his words and has a messy way. Your Excellency is in great numbers, so don't worry about it..."
Xiao Yichen looked down, his slightly squinting eyes suddenly curved, "Master Shen, why don't you call me Yan Mu before? The commander of the palace will listen to me."
Her heart jumped into her throat, and Shen Shi tried hard to swallow it back, "Wei, Weichen doesn't dare..."
Xiao Yichen's smiling eyes dropped, "I see you are so brave, you dare to talk about the taboos of the officialdom. Is it because the grievances were cleared so easily this time that you have to look forward to Shu?"
Shen Shi was sweating profusely, his mouth was trembling, and he couldn't say a single word clearly for a long time.
Old Mrs. Yin quickly took over the conversation and said: "Master, I was the one who taught my son poorly, and taught him to speak like a starless scale. This brought back the sad past of Commander-in-Chief. I apologize on his behalf, and hope that The commander-in-chief is magnanimous, don’t argue.”
Xiao Yichen still had the same cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a hint of sarcasm, "The old bachelor who entered last year, his old mother Gao, also begged me like you, the old lady, with two eyes. Weeping, kneeling and kowtowing, he looks very miserable, but so what? His son has committed a crime and violated official taboos, so he will definitely die."
As he spoke, he lifted up his robe, and regardless of the muscles twitching on the face of the person under him, he said in a manly voice: "So, Mrs. Shen, Mr. Shen, instead of using your strength to act like a fool in front of me, it is better to respect her every day." Xiao Shenwei, don’t be like my father who got caught and regretted it in the end.”
Shen Shi didn't bother to wipe away the sticky sweat from his eyelids, but he did what was right. A golden light embroidered with python patterns passed by the corner of his eyes, sending out a cool breeze.
When he raised his eyes, he saw that the person had gone far away. Shen Shi quickly stood up to greet him, but the golden light that passed through his eyes just now was still there, circle by circle, constantly expanding in his eyes, and then suddenly shrinking, wrapping around. People are dizzy and dizzy.
The servants on the side saw Shen Shi stumbling and hurriedly came to help him, "Master, be careful."
Then he said: "The palace commander said there is no need to send it away."
Shen Shi waved his hand and said he got it, and held the collar that had just been tightened by the violent movement with his other hand. The heat from the wine steamed out along the collar in puffs, heating his forehead. My cheeks are sweaty.
Shen Shi stroked it, but when he felt it was not enough, he simply sat down and wiped it randomly. Only then did his heart that was in a trance willing to fall down, and his throat felt even.
At this time, Mrs. Yin was helped to stand up tremblingly. She looked back at her children and grandchildren who were silent, and dismissed them with a look of exhaustion on her face.
Shen Nanbao watched the farce. He walked out of the house and was hit by the breeze. He breathed a long and refreshed breath, "What a grand scene."
Fengyue knew how to speak carefully at this time, and hurriedly tugged on Shen Nanbao's clothes and whispered: "Sister, please be more alert before the commander leaves. I don't want to suddenly turn back and hear what you said, so I can use the excuse to start again." Exhaust!"
Shen Nanbao disagreed, and glanced at the Shen mother and son who were chatting privately in the hall with sad faces, and lowered his voice, "The words of the palace commander just now were so frightening that we almost drew a sword to meet each other, how can we come back again? But I am very curious, listening to their conversation, it seems that they are quite related."
Shen Nanbao didn't know, how could Fengyue know, she helped Shen Nanbao back to the house, and smiled longingly at the bare yard outside the window, "Let the old ladies worry about their sufferings and eat their hearts. We just have to wait for the servants who come to the hospital in the future."
After saying that, Feng Yue giggled cheerfully again, "I used to blame Sister Dao for being cautious in her words and deeds. Why did she actually say such resentful words in front of the master today?"
Shen Nanbao pursed his lips and chuckled. He took the paperweight and piled it on the case. Feng Yue was surprised and asked, "Sister, what are you trying to copy by laying out the paper again?"
Then haven't you finished copying "The Women's Commandments"?
Shen Nanbao hung up his armbands, revealing his bright, cricket-like wrists. Under the soft light of the lampshade, he looked elegant and calm.
"I was in the back room earlier and saw my servants boiling medicinal herbs. I said it was Auntie Rong's order to give my father a medicinal herb, so I thought about copying this "Pharmacist's Sutra" and rushing to deliver it to the province tomorrow morning. Let's go to my father's room and go to the dark side with him."
When she said this, her face was drooped, and her thin forehead hair hung lightly on her head, like strands of swaying duckweed, standing alone.
Feng Yue couldn't help but be touched by the scene and feel sad. She even thought of Shen Shi's far-fetched look in the hall just now, and her heart stopped.
Although my sister sees things clearly, she is still thirteen years old, and she longs for family affection in her heart. Otherwise, she would still act like this even though she knows that her famous father is being indifferent to her. A hard thing to do.
Feng Yue shouted, turned around to bring some water, and silently studied ink for Shen Nanbao.
Shen Nanbao picked up his pen and licked the ink on the inkstone, and said, "Tomorrow, go to the backyard to find some air with Mama Chen, and ask her to make it easier for Mama Wang, who is doing the water supply, to come to Rong Yuexuan."
Mentioning Mother Wang, Fengyue instantly became excited, "Isn't that sister, your biological mother's former attendant?"
Shen Nanbao said "yes" and heard Dao Fengyue say with some worry: "Last time my sister mentioned Mr. Zhao and his wife, Mother Chen was so taboo about it. Now that Mother Wang is involved in your mother's matter, I'm afraid... … She wouldn’t give it.”
Shen Nanbao didn't even raise his eyelids and said: "How long has it been since then? Who is still thinking about it? What's more, he is still an inconspicuous guy. If the master above asks about it, just shirk it and say that he doesn't know this person's past. Master." Are you still to blame? If she hesitates again, you will marry me to her. She, a servant in the house, can only earn a few taels of silver or a full fifty taels all year round. I'm afraid she won't be able to move her eyes away when she sees it. . ”
"Fifty taels?"
Fengyue's eyes widened and she exclaimed. After a long while, she choked in her throat and considered the proposal, "Sister, if not, give me twenty taels? Then the mother in charge will definitely be jealous of money."
Shen Nanbao glanced at her, a little funny, "You should be in Wa City and bargaining on the spot. You can't bear to let the child catch the wolf. If this thing goes wrong, you and I will not be able to escape the punishment. It's better to be cautious... …”
Shen Nanbao paused, raised his head, and looked into the distance through the window. The sky was dark, the moon was hidden behind the dark clouds, and the scattered stars were scattered all over the sky. He was fascinated by the long rows of lanterns on the corridor. The flashes of light seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze, confusing.
She narrowed her eyes and continued what she had just said silently: "What's more, fifty taels for one person is worth it!"
Fengyue worked quickly and found Mother Chen early the next morning.
Just like what Shen Nanbao said, Chen's mother was hesitant at first, but she could say anything when she saw Qian. When Lin Fengyue left, she even said a lot about ironing.
"Anyway, the old lady didn't assign any servants. Not long ago, everyone in this house was scared out of their wits by the old lady's vigorous and resolute behavior. At the moment, she is the most strict-mouthed, and she is not afraid of any gossip."
Shen Nanbao smiled after listening to Fengyue's narration, "Mother Chen is always good at talking."
Fengyue clicked her tongue and realized what was wrong with her words. Before she could figure it out, Shen Nanbao wore an emerald green floral skirt with two small silver hairpins on her bun. Went to Bishan Changfang.
Shen Nanyi, who was usually the most lazy, did not get up early today. He was waiting in the penthouse early, waiting for the old lady's instructions.
Old Mrs. Yin's bedroom is the most magnificent in the whole house. Even in front of the door of the penthouse, there is an embroidered screen with a golden nanmu base with a cloud pattern. The curtain on the door is rolled up high. When the sun hits, people come out. When you come in through the door, the silhouette is cast on it, like a person in a painting, which is quite poetic.
Shen Nanbao was slim and slim, walking like a weak willow supporting the wind. He walked out from the partition. The figure's waist moved so much that Shen Nanyi cut her teeth. She had long forgotten Peng's instructions last night and only sneered: "Four My sister first grabbed people's jobs, but now she is busy sleeping in the morning and dusk, so she is used to being low-key and petty."
Shen Nanbao ignored her and smiled lightly, "Sister, I'm just showing off. I'm just doing my duty. When I first came back, I felt unfamiliar in the house. Now that I've been here for a long time, I feel like I've taken root. Look, there. They all feel familiar, and they feel more and more emotional in their hearts, even if they stay outside for a long time, no matter what, after all, they are their own home, and they cannot get rid of their blood."
Old Mrs. Yin stepped on the threshold. When she heard this, her face darkened.
This little granddaughter of hers is very capable, and when she says it over the phone, it sounds like she is praising you, and she is ridiculing you to the point of leaving no stone unturned. What little brains Sister Yi has in front of this girl is simply not enough.
After all, if she really obeyed this girl's words, if she was born in Peng's belly, she would really have wind and rain in her life.
Unfortunately not.
She is the posthumous child of the Gu family and was born to be a troublemaker.
Now that she is young and eager for quick success, she will be more impatient in doing things. In a few years, she will have a calm temperament and will be afraid that trouble will lead to disaster.
It’s time to knock the mountain and shake the tiger!
Thinking like this, Mrs. Yin cleared her throat and helped Mother Hu walk inside.
