Chu Qing has been living in the Qianqiying Yamen Office these days. After returning to the Chu Mansion, when the disciple saw that his young master was leaning on crutches, his tears immediately fell down. I guess his own father was just like this, crying profusely.
Looking at Menzi, he recalled for a long time, yes, Menzi was not named Wang, and he was only in his early twenties, so his age did not match.
Chu Qing still doesn't know the name of his disciple. He only knows that this guy will play tricks with Fu San every month when his salary is released. Once he plays, he will lose money. Fu San counts on these gangsters in the house to make a fortune at the end of every month. .
After asking, my father was at home, drinking with Bao Guisheng in the back garden.
Chu Qing has not been back home these days because his legs and feet are weak and he is afraid that his father will be worried, so he always stays at the Qianqiying Yamen Office.
But today Chu Qing was deeply stimulated.
Normally, Tao Ruolin always smiles, but she always smiles at him. She also talks to Chen Yan or Jiang Yuesheng, but her smile is not so sweet. As a result, when she looked at Nangong Ping today, the two of them were talking and laughing.
Chu Qing thought about it all the way, and logically speaking, there was no comparison between Nangong Ping and himself. There was a huge difference.
In terms of family background, his uncle was just a minister, not the supreme leader, and there was an emperor above him. Looking at himself, his father was the left minister of the Ministry of Industry.
In terms of looks, this guy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, just like a young kid, which attracts many people's attention. But if you look at yourself, he has a nose and eyes, so he is no better than the other guy.
As for essays, didn't Nangong Ping want to be admitted as a Jinshi at the age of sixteen? He had developed myopia at the age of fourteen, and he had recovered from it when he was in college. His eyes were both 1.0 and 1.0.
After much deliberation, Chu Qing finally realized that the only thing Nangong Ping was better than him was that he had nimble legs and feet and could run extremely fast.
In order to make up for his last shortcoming, Chu Qing decided to go home and sleep at night. Going to bed early and getting up early was good for recuperation.
It was impossible to sleep well at the Qianqiying Government Office. They were all night owls, with people coming and going, and would be woken up after a short nap.
When they came to the back garden, Dad and Butler Bao were drinking. They were both a little tipsy. There was nothing to go with the wine, just a plate of fennel beans and a plate of pickles.
Housekeeper Bao was the first to see Chu Qing. When he saw this kid jumping around and using crutches, he was shocked: "Master, your legs and feet..."
Lao Bao jumped up and took a few steps to Chu Qing. Before he could finish his words, his tears fell down and he cried harder than anyone else.
Chu Wensheng also turned around, saw Chu Qing's appearance, and ran over.
"What's going on? Qing'er, what happened to your legs?"
"It's okay, I'll be fine soon..."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Wensheng directly lifted Chu Qing up, took two steps back to the stone table, waved his left hand, swept the wine bottles and cups on the stone table to the ground, and then placed Chu Qing on it. .
With a "stab" sound, Chu Wensheng tore Chu Qing's trouser legs apart, took a closer look, and pressed it a few times, neither lightly nor hard. Chu Qing grinned in pain.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Chu Wensheng breathed a sigh of relief: "No bones were broken, just a twisted tendon. I was scared to death as a father."
Chu Qing sat up, dumbfounded: "As for it, I said everything is fine."
Chu Wensheng's face darkened, he frowned and said seriously: "What happened? Is it because of the Qianqi Camp errand?"
"It's okay, just a little accident."
Chu Wensheng turned around and growled: "Third son, tell me exactly what's going on."
Fu San glanced at Chu Qing and said honestly: "The remnants of the Li family, twelve assassins ambushed the young master."
Chu Wensheng was not furious, but looked gloomy: "When did it happen?"
"Seven days ago."
"Where is the assassin?"
"Except for Li Sen, the other eleven people were all executed."
Chu Wensheng quickly came to Fu San and pulled off Fu San's coat. When he saw the medicine cloth wrapped around his shoulders, his face was as heavy as water.
"how are you?"
"The little one is fine."
Chu Wensheng squinted his eyes for a while and nodded slightly: "It's okay."
Fu San patted his chest: "Don't worry, sir. It's just a thief, it's nothing to mention. If the young master hadn't acted like a goose in the end..."
Seeing Chu Qing glaring over, Fu San stopped in time.
Chu Wensheng sighed, looked at Chu Qing and said earnestly: "Listen to my father's words. After you recover in a few days, go to the palace and unload your errands."
"How can it be done? It's not done yet."
"Nonsense." Chu Wensheng carried Chu Qing to the stool as if he were carrying his own big golden retriever, and said angrily: "I almost lost my life, what else can I do? I have never asked you for anything even though I have grown up. , just beg me, dad, not to be this commander."
"What about the last time you asked me to go to Tao's house to ask for marriage? Didn't you also ask for a child that time?"
Chu Wensheng laughed: "Then you can't do it either."
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San showed his wise eyes again.
Whether it will work or not is hard to say.
"Qing'er, my father has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Then don't talk about it."
"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point, father." Chu Wensheng looked back, and then whispered: "This emperor is not worth your life."
Chu Qing's expression changed slightly: "What should I say?"
"Has Qing'er ever met the Emperor?"
Chu Qing shook his head: "No."
"That's it. If you saw it, you would know it."
"My child still doesn't understand, this emperor..."
"My father is only telling you this. You must not spread it to outsiders."
"Well, that's what you say."
Chu Wensheng sat next to Chu Qing and sighed deeply: "This emperor has a pair of red and phoenix eyes."
"Um...then what?"
"The lion's nose is wide, the mouth is wide, the eyebrows are thick, the eyes are red and phoenix, the nose is plump, and the hall is broad."
Chu Qing frowned: "My child still doesn't understand."
"Oh, I still don't understand why. Daddy will know this emperor's face as soon as he sees it."
"Know something."
"This new king doesn't look very smart."
Chu Qing: "..."
"Why, Qing'er doesn't believe it?"
Chu Qing's face was dull: "My child...it's not that I don't believe it. Do you think I understand it correctly? You criticize the emperor because he doesn't look very smart?"
"Yeah." Chu Wensheng nodded: "That's probably the case."
"I…"
Chu Wensheng said seriously: "I'm afraid this new king won't be able to hold the throne for a few more years."
"Dad, let me make sure again, you are not joking, are you?"
"Nonsense, why would dad joke with you about the emperor's appearance?"
Chu Qing didn't know how to refute, because talking about the appearance of the emperor was not very strict in the first place.
"Is that the reason?"
"That's probably true. In addition, this emperor has a small belly and a heart as small as the tip of a needle. If he is not a wise king, my father will get angry just looking at him."
Chu Wensheng really thought this. The more he talked, the more angry he became. He shouted angrily: "Compared to the Supreme Emperor, he is far worse. He is not worth our lives. But Qing'er understands."
Chu Qing was slightly depressed: "My child knows that you will never harm me. I know this."
"That's natural. We brothers are father and son. How can Dad harm you? Listen to Dad and take advantage of the opportunity to recuperate to relieve yourself of your errands. Don't be the deputy commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion."
"But if I am relieved of my duties as deputy commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion, I may have to return my title."
"Dad already said that this emperor is not worth our two brothers' use..."
"Je... title?" Chu Wensheng was stunned for a moment mid-sentence: "What title?"
