The sky is gradually getting darker, and the sun waves that were quite powerful at first have now gained a decadent momentum. The cold wind comes in through the open windows, and the candlelight in the house trembles with it, one by one, jumping. On Xiao Yichen's face, half was as bright as the spring sun, and half was as obscure as the snow.
Chujiu, who had returned from delivering the letter, came closer. A slight sound alarmed the people in the room. He raised his chin slightly and asked, "How did she react?"
Chujiu raised his crossed hands in front of his forehead and knelt down, "After all, it's about the foster grandparents. The fifth girl is a little panicked, but with the official accompanying her, nothing serious will happen."
Xiao Yichen said 'hmm', picked up the pot and poured it into the white jade cup. The sound of gurgling water supported Shan Han's voice, "Is she coming to see me?"
The people below were silent for a moment. Xiao Yichen couldn't figure out the meaning. He tightened his hands and caused the water in the cup to ripple. He took a sip and felt a little cold.
There was a severe drought during the festival, and everyone in the house knew that he was very angry, so he prepared enough cold drinks for the day, but no matter how thoughtful he was, what should be heated should be heated. Just like this water, it felt refreshing at first, but his pulse went into his throat. The eyes were thrown into the dye vat. Where there was no previous innocence, there were only various temperatures and a different kind of heartburn.
Xiao Yichen couldn't help but put down the cup and made a series of clear noises, "She has a lot of backbone after all."
He hummed and trembled, and he licked his lips and smiled, "A sword needs to be smelted for a while before it has the power to cut iron like mud. It takes a while to shake people's will." Chen Guang? After all, it is in our hands. No matter how troublesome this matter is, it will not cause any trouble. It is just to make the fifth girl anxious. "
It's like interrogating a prisoner.
At first, everyone was aloof, like a gourd.
The whip fell one after another, which only knocked away any arrogance in him.
However, there is nothing wrong with using this method to control the prisoner, but when it is used on the fifth girl, Xiao Yichen feels a little guilty, but then he thinks about it and it is worth it if it can make her take a step forward.
After all, there is nothing inhumane about anyone’s success or fame.
If you want to win the heart of the young lady, don't you need some means?
After Xiao Yichen thought about it, the arrogance in his heart disappeared, and he just drank the water in the cup in one breath, "That being said, you still have to be careful, don't let the news leak out."
Chujiu said, and then talked about the affairs of the two yamen. Di Mou took over the privy deputy envoy. He was dissatisfied with the prefectures and magistrates established. Citing the intrusion of the China tribe, he recommended the restoration of the governorship system and the Jiedou system to control foreign barbarians. .
Xiao Yichen narrowed his eyes and scoffed coldly, "Back then, the former sage wanted to deprive the Jiedushi of his financial rights and only gave him a false title. It would be better for him. When the new official takes office, he will burn the will of the former sage."
Chujiu hesitated a little after hearing this, "Then..."
Xiao Yichen glanced at it and said, "Don't worry about it. We got out of this matter. When the time comes, we won't be able to explain it until it's in front of the officials."
In fact, it is a good idea to set up military envoys. After all, if foreign aggression is not paid attention to, who knows whether the country's surname will be changed. However, this matter will involve the ancestors. If the officials are correct, there will be few people who will gossip and say that filial piety is in vain. If No, the Privy Council and the others have to say that the family and the country are good for the country and the people.
Anyway, it is an unflattering thing on both sides. Whoever loves him will do it. He has made too many enemies, and because of his aloof temperament, he is unwilling to win over him. There has been a lot of discussion between the government and the public. It is all because of the officials' nostalgia for the old relationship that he is where he is now. Sitting on such a ground, if I intervene in this matter again, I am afraid of being attacked from both sides. It is really like walking on thin ice.
Shen Nanbao, who had just received the letter from Rong Yuexuan, tossed and turned all night. He closed his eyes for a while at dawn, but when he heard the birds chirping, he hurriedly got up from the collapse.
Fang Guan saw her dark eyebrows and wanted her to sleep a little longer.
Shen Nanbao, however, was busy with the work of tying the silk ribbon, and shook his head, "How can I sleep at this level? My adoptive grandmother has a disease in her knees, and she will feel pain when she catches the cold. I listened to your words yesterday and waited until the time came. Today, how can I get better at this moment?"
Fang Guan picked a jacket from the side and put it on for her. When he heard this, he squeaked, "How did I originally want to say that Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao were entrusted to the master by my sister? The master must have a way to bail them out. But I didn’t think about the official’s illness, so I called the master into the palace all night, and he hasn’t come back yet. The matter between Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao..."
What can be done?
Although people are entrusted to him.
But after all, you are asking for help. If the person doesn’t help you enough, there is no reason to be upset.
After all, it's your own business.
Shen Nanbao put on his clothes and looked at the face in the bronze mirror. Although he had stayed up all night, he couldn't help but look young and looked good. If things went by like this, his adoptive grandfather and adoptive grandmother wouldn't be upset if they saw it.
After thinking about it, Shen Nanbao hurried to Bishan Changfang.
I thought I had gone early and there would be no one around, so I could leave after receiving the letter to go out. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Peng was sitting there early. The tea had already cooled down, and she asked her servants to bring more tea. She turned around and saw her. Smile brightly.
"I've told you a long time ago that Sister Bao is a lady born in the mold of everyone. Not to mention her behavior, it's just her filial piety. There's really nothing to say about it."
Hearing such a nondescript compliment, Shen Nanbao pursed his lips a little and retorted, "Mom, that's ridiculous. I'm just a kid who grew up eating a lot of food. I learn a little from this family, a little from that family, and the eldest sister will do it." It’s different, there is a dedicated lady to teach her, every word and deed has rules and regulations, when to be square and when to be round, she is more knowledgeable than me.”
She had always spoken softly, but when had she ever been so straightforward?
It can be seen that I am anxious, so anxious that I can't hold it in, and my tone is no longer serious.
But the more anxious she was, the happier Peng felt.
After all, Fengyue is like this, so if it were Zhao and Mr. Zhao who locked her up for a few more days, wouldn't they be able to beat her to pieces even more?
As Peng thought about it, the corners of her mouth turned up more and more uncontrollably.
But Mrs. Yin's face darkened, "What are you saying so early in the morning? Seeing that the sun is shining brightly, your temperament has also become stronger."
Shen Nanbao was used to being scolded, so he didn't show any emotion after hearing this. He picked up a kang chair on the left and sat down, "Grandma taught me that."
In fact, it's okay to say that he went out to meet his adoptive grandfather and adoptive grandmother. But when Shen Nanbao saw that Peng had come here for the first time, she felt that it was strange. It was so ridiculous that she was afraid that it would not only upset her, but also make her feel sad. Suspicious, he waited for the tea to be poured. Shen Nanbao raised his head and asked about Feng Yue.
If it had been yesterday, there would have been a lot of prevarication, but if it were now, it didn't matter whether Feng Yue entered the Yamen or not, Zhao and Lao had entered anyway, so long as they could beat her into chaos.
Mrs. Peng was in a state of confusion, and Man responded: "Actually, I was also wondering yesterday. Sister Bao, tell me, didn't you come back in one step from Hou Zheng's mother and the others? How come you came back, but they didn't?" Haven't come back?"
The speed of his words was like water dripping from the corner of the eaves, seeping out little by little, but Shen Nanbao was startled when he heard it, and almost didn't realize what Peng was saying.
What do you mean you haven't come back yet?
Has Fengyue not come back yet?
Did something happen halfway? Or was it because she was riding Xiao Yichen's carriage and the journey was fast?
Shen Nanbao couldn't figure it out, and raised his eyes to look at Peng. She was sitting in the sky and smiled very gently, slightly raising her eyes with a hint of schadenfreude.
Therefore, people should not gain ambition and easily forget their form, nor should they lose power, otherwise everyone will step on you to see your decline.
Now she was caught in a difficult situation. Everywhere she looked was dangerous. No matter where she put her feet, she would stumble. This situation inevitably made her feel a little heartbroken, but she still had such an indifferent expression on her face, with only a slight frown between her eyebrows. .
Before she could say anything, Peng smiled and said, "Didn't I want to go to my old house during the Mid-Autumn Festival? I'm worried about not having a good handlebar style, so I wanted to ask Sister Bao, which handlebar style did you call me? Works so neatly."
Hearing her words, Shen Nanbao was about to bring the topic to an end. Shen Nanbao said hurriedly: "It's the handlebar style from Jinling. He sent me to his house yesterday and stayed there all night. Today I got the benefits and paid them back." If mother wants to whip her back, she has to send someone to look for her immediately. I happened to be worried about Feng Yue, so I went with her and helped mother identify the handlebar? "
Mrs. Peng didn't mind her flattery, so she licked her lips and said perfunctorily: "You are no more than a handlebar, how can you be allowed to come in and out like this and show your face? Are you still a bit like a girl?"
Talking back and forth like this has already exhausted Shen Nanbao's patience. She smiled, but her voice became cold, "Mother is right, but Feng Yueshang hasn't returned home yet, so I have to look for him anyway." You can't just sit there like this, what if Mother Zheng doesn't understand and drags her to the Yamen?"
These words finally touched Old Mrs. Yin, who had been sitting back and watching the two of them facing each other in peace. But what Shen Nanbao said was right. Although Peng was very good at putting on pretences on weekdays, when it came to the Menmei family tradition, he could easily pick it up, but when it came to doing things, if he was in a hurry, he was no different from Shen Nanyi, just focusing on what was in front of him. It is possible to take Fengyue and fill it up in the Yamen all at once.
With this in mind, Old Mrs. Yin did not follow Peng's Hu Lai, but she did not fulfill Shen Nanbao's wish and only assigned Hu's mother and others to find the person.
Shen Nanbao wanted to say a few more words, but Old Mrs. Yin ignored her and sent her away. Seeing that she didn't want to, she was a little annoyed with her Hu Dao, "Your third brother speaks for you and doesn't want you to go back to Jinling to pray. You have saved yourself this trouble, but don’t forget that your father gave you a tight seal before you left. Do you have to rely on it? Besides, your mother is right, everyone’s daughter, if she shows up for a subordinate, it will be spread. What words?"
In fact, when she saw Mrs. Peng sitting there when she came, she had a premonition of failure in her heart. After all, no matter how much she talked about things, she couldn't shake Old Mrs. Yin's biased heart.
It was also because she was so anxious and confused that she actually wanted to seek justice in front of them.
However, Shen Nanbao retreated, and Fang Guan was waiting outside. Seeing her tired look and light steps, he guessed the consequences and couldn't help but said: "How about..."
