While the son was talking, the fire clouds had already begun to dive downwards, and many clouds had already broken free from the fierce fire. The breakaway was not easy, and they were reflected in red and white patches on the dome and on the window paper. Like the burnt porcelain glaze of a kiln, the scene of ruins and broken walls is scattered.
Xiao Yichen put down his hand, and under such light, his eyes could see the bleak atmosphere, "No, she didn't want my help, so I intervened forcefully, but she got annoyed."
His tone was slightly cold and sly, as if he was very angry, but who couldn't hear the self-respect in his words?
Kun Hong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, secretly wondering whether he was a dignified commander in front of the palace or a favorite of the official family. He usually bowed his head and flattered her wherever he went. But when he came to the fifth girl of Shen Mansion, why did he do so? A child who looks at the eyes of his elders, how can the elder be happy and show a few teeth when he is happy, so he lifts the corner of his mouth and smiles?
No wonder the goblins in those dramas are all young ladies, but they are all young ladies, they are so beautiful and alluring that they can make people lose their souls!
It was simply too scary. He would never touch this thing!
Otherwise, I don’t know how he died.
And that official, too, who actually let his master get into such a deep mess!
He had to make his master sober, not like those infatuated scholars and powerful men in dramas who went through countless hardships and did not die under the sword of the enemy, but died under the pomegranate skirt of the young lady.
When Kun Hong thought about it, he couldn't help but put away his words of advice, "Master, didn't you ask me to go look for Mr. Chen Xiaohou's comb some time ago? Do you still remember?"
Xiao Yichen nodded, "You did a good job in this matter. Fortunately, he went to tea parties every day and met many idiots. Now they came to his house in droves to find an opportunity. I heard that the old Marquis was so angry that he was sick. I don’t know how bad his headache is.”
The last sentence burst out with a smile, light and short, like a child fighting, I beat you, secretly hiding and gloating, I was so happy.
Kun Hong was confused, a little stunned, and a little disbelieving.
Xiao Yichen glanced over, saw his appearance, and understood the lawsuit in his mind, "I know what you want to say, after all, Chen Fangyan is a Zuocao official appointed by the official family. If he doesn't prepare warehouses and repair canals properly, I am putting food on the line, but I am busy focusing on this matter. If the officials know about this, they will be furious. When the officials are angry, they will definitely send the bearded man from the Privy Council to investigate..."
I dare say that my master knows very well, and he also knows that he is doing something he knows he cannot do.
In this case, why doesn't the master understand that the fifth girl in Shen's house is a poisonous flower? The more beautiful it blooms, the more poisonous it is, and it can poison him?
But I can’t say this, firstly because of my status, and secondly because I have to rely on myself to realize this kind of thing.
"Then Mr. Chen Xiaohou..."
Xiao Yichen tapped the desk with his fingertips and made a slow and gentle sound. After a while, he spoke, "That's it for now. Light the fire and let the wind blow it away."
Kun Hong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was okay, his master was not that confused yet.
The slight move did not escape Xiao Yichen's sharp eyes, and he couldn't help but feel his heart sinking.
'The army of the world is based on the Privy Council, which has the power to send troops, but does not have the power to control them; the soldiers of the capital are always based on the three commanders, who have the power to control troops, but does not have the power to send troops. There should be mutual respect between top and bottom, and there should be no tyranny. '
This is the power and weight of the Privy Council and the three yamen assigned by the official order in person.
Therefore, others only saw his majesty in commanding thousands of troops, but they did not know that he was always gentle and gentle when dealing with the Privy Council.
What's more, I don't understand that this official's thoughts are as deep as a deep abyss, and the bottom cannot be seen. How can it be so easy to be his favorite?
As for what outsiders say is the official's regret for his father.
There is no regret.
When the officials ordered Concubine Chen Wen to die, the tears she shed were just to prevent the people from thinking that the emperor was cold-hearted and the officials were ruthless.
He choked, making a slight sound, like a knife cutting through the cold wind.
Kun Hong was so frightened that he buried his head with all his strength and clasped his fingers tightly on the cracks of the bricks. Xiao Yichen simply asked him to leave without saying anything.
Kun Hong felt like he was being pardoned. His toes had just landed on the threshold, and before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, Xiao Yichen said "come back" and dragged him into the cold cellar again.
He lowered his head timidly and listened to Xiao Yichen's words: "It's getting hotter and hotter today. Please pay close attention to the tiled tiles in the capital in your hands. Don't let people come to visit you."
After saying that, Xiao Yichen stretched his collar uncomfortably and coughed twice.
Kun Hong blinked and looked at him with a calm expression, "Master, how can those ruffians be so fragile? They have been playing Cuju under the sun for the past three days. Don't worry about them."
Xiao Yichen pursed his lips tightly and looked at Kun Hong like an awl.
Kun Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood that his master was not worried about those reckless men. He was clearly asking him to pay attention to the old couple of the Zhao family.
It's really good.
Go up to the chase to be nice.
The master is hopeless!
Kun Hong's worries did not reach Shen Nanbao's ears. She only heard from Fang Guan that Xiao Yichen took care of her adoptive grandfather and adoptive grandmother.
Fang Guan saw her sitting in a daze after hearing this, and quickly said with a smile: "Sister, the master said, these are just a small effort, sister, there is no need to worry about it. If there is any difficulty, I can still say that the master can help." Help as much as you can.”
The red pill climbed up to the top of the tree and hit it diagonally from the other side of the wall, dividing the room into two worlds. Shen Nanbao sat in the bright field and closed his eyes lightly. Her eyelashes are like a feather fan made of gold foil. The fan hangs down, and the smile on her face also curls up.
"I don't care about it. That's generous and broad-minded, but I have to keep it in my heart, and I can't insist on asking for it again and again."
Fang Guan stopped talking, turned around and walked to the dark place to continue picking out the things Shen Nanbao used every day.
Fengyue followed the instructions and came back from Asmen. She stamped her feet and rubbed her teeth, "That lady used the pretext of being a comprador for my sister. This person went out one by one, and another one after another." When she goes back, Zhenzhan acts like her own daughter getting married, for fear that others will know that she has neglected her sister."
In the end, the little one said bitterly, "I'm used to showing off."
Mrs. Peng always showed her broad-mindedness and love as a mother. Shen Nanbao was used to it. He picked up his clothes and said in a calm and light tone, "If she wants to prop up the facade, let her do it. We can do it ourselves." Just pick it up."
That's right.
She had glanced at the ones listed by her sister, and they were often worth dozens of taels. The amount was so large that it could be used for daily use or as a dowry in the future.
With her gleaming eyes, Shen Nanbao couldn't see the little calculations in her heart, so he smiled, "What are you thinking? I won't mind using hers?"
After saying that, he nodded and signaled to the official inside, "We are going to leave soon. There are a lot of things. Go and help her so that she doesn't miss anything."
Fengyue couldn't help but wonder, this trip was just to pray for the Third Young Master. Is it really necessary to bring so much? Aren't you too tired to panic?
But then I thought about it, after all, I have listed so many compradors for the eldest lady. This is not just a pretense, but I have to think carefully about whether people will come to the yard to plunder these things into their own after the building is empty. In the bag.
Thinking of this, Feng Yue's movements became more agile, and his posture seemed to empty the entire yard.
The days passed slowly until the day of departure. When Shen Nanbao got up, the sky was still dark, the high and wide dome was covered with thin blue, and a few insects could be faintly heard.
Fengyue hooked the silk curtain on one side and said, "The carriage is already waiting at the corner gate. The eldest lady said that although it is worthy of praise for my sister to go to pray for blessings this time, my only eldest grandson is weak, and he is still so weak that he can be called his family." My sister is always in the public eye, which is not good news after all, and will also delay the marriage plan in the future, so there is no need to make a big deal about it."
Fengyue didn't rub her teeth this time, and she wasn't indignant anymore. She was probably used to these little tricks in the house from time to time, and she understood that besides making you feel upset for a while, they wouldn't make you nervous anymore, so she stopped being self-conscious. It's hard work.
Or maybe I am about to leave this dirty world and don’t have to see these unlucky people and things every day, so I feel happy from within and don’t care about such small and insignificant things.
But no matter what, with the car curtain hanging down, covering the faces of those people, Shen Nanbao could indeed feel a little more at ease. At least, he didn't have to feel so obtrusive every day.
Seeing the faint dimple at the corner of her mouth, Feng Yue couldn't help but smile, and handed over the iced drink she had prepared long ago, "Although this time is only a short one, at least I can enjoy some leisure time."
It was just that this faint joy was quickly completely washed away by the fatigue of traveling and riding.
These are all okay, but what is even more uncomfortable is the poisonous sun above the head, which shines down on the carriage. Sitting in it is like sitting on a steamer, making people feel dizzy and almost suffocating.
As for the ice-cold prepared from the house, it has long been used up, and the cold drink is also under the influence of the sun, just like hot tea, one's mouth is burning with every sip.
Shen Nanbao was always afraid of heat, so he got cold as expected on the second day of his journey.
This made Feng Yue anxious and asked about the handlebars. The nearest inn had to be reached in the evening.
"By that time, my sister will be gone."
Fengyue couldn't help but shouted angrily.
As for the handlebar type, after working in the Shen Mansion for many years, it seems that he has developed an aura of arrogance. When he heard this, his words were extremely sarcastic.
"Miss Fengyue, if you want to get angry, don't get angry at me. I'm just a horse driver, and I'm not that fairy arhat. Can I fly to the inn for you in the blink of an eye? To be honest, Miss Wu is still too weak. , I’ve only been walking for a long time, and I’m already stunned.”
At the end of the sentence, she even clicked her tongue. The slight sarcasm made Feng Yue Duotou turn red. Before she could refute, a low voice came from the sedan.
