After taking a comfortable hot bath and getting on the bed, Chu Qing finally thought about it.
At least Third Brother is here, at least Tao Ruolin is here.
A best friend, a lifelong lover, what else is there to be satisfied with?
Covering his face with the quilt, only a pair of sneaky eyes were exposed. Chu Qing let out a laugh, closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.
This sleep went straight into the afternoon.
Chu Qing is domineering, and so is Chu Mansion.
Regardless of whether it is the Southern City or the Northern City, even in the imperial palace in Beijing, gongs must be sounded every hour to tell the time.
For example, in the area near Nanshi, those who beat gongs are all military soldiers.
Every time when the gong was about to be struck, the soldiers had to burn a stick of incense and run to the gate of the Chu Mansion to ask if the commander-in-chief was in the mansion.
If Chu Qing is there, the soldiers will not knock. If Chu Qing is not there, they can knock normally.
Because Chu Qing usually slept in the mansion during the day, the soldiers did not dare to disturb him.
It's not easy to live so arrogantly until now. I only saw thieves eating meat, but not being beaten.
Chu Qing has eaten meat and been beaten less. He is not ready to become a vegetarian, and he is not afraid of being beaten. Once he decides, he will do it. If he does it, he will leave.
After having breakfast and lunch, Chu Qing started writing a letter.
The words I write to my friends are all blessings.
Some people want to be generals, some people want to be famous, some people want to be their teachers for all generations, and some people just want their wives and children to be on the bed.
Chu Qing wrote the first letter to his uncle.
He promised his uncle that he would definitely bring Liu Jinxi back, but he could only promise to bring him back, but not whether his sister would like him.
And then it’s for Brother Dajun…
As he wrote this, Chu Qing felt bad again.
After scolding my mother, she gathered all the letters together and threw them into the stove.
"My cousin, my cousin..."
With a rustling sound, Qingyang, like a ghost, rushed to Chu Qing.
They were all standing in the garden when the door at the door realized what had just passed by?
Qingyang was carrying two bundles. One bundle was full of cat hair, and the other bundle was bulging with clothes.
Before Chu Qing could say anything, the husky-like spirit wolf rushed in and rubbed its head against Chu Qing's trouser leg.
Chu Qing said at the beginning that only women and puppies would be favored for no reason.
Then, the spirit wolf was kicked out by Chu Qing.
This thing is a wolf, not a dog.
Qingyang smiled, his face full of anticipation.
Chu Qing opened his mouth, with a look of guilt on his face.
Qingyang looked old-fashioned and patted Chu Qing's shoulder: "Cousin, don't cry, Qingyang will stay with you."
"ah?"
"I know everything. Sister Tao told me that we are the only ones on the road."
Chu Qing was relieved.
He didn't know how to explain it just now, because he was afraid that Qingyang would be sad, because this time there were only five people, him, Fu San, Tao Ruolin, Bihua, and Qingyang.
What he promised Qingyang before was that everyone would be together, meet the East China Sea, and go back to the past, just like before.
"We'll leave at night."
Chu Qing lowered his voice, as if he was going to rob a bank at night: "Don't let the news out, it's still early, you can walk around the city again, by the way, you don't have to fight with King Wu... Just do it, King Wu is too smart Oh, don’t you say anything again."
Qingyang's face was full of vigilance: "Cousin, you are not going to take me away secretly and then run away secretly, are you?"
Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "How can you think so?"
Qingyang said with a matter-of-fact expression: "Because I am a burden."
"You are really self-aware." Chu Qing said helplessly: "I still have something to do. If you don't believe me, just go to the Tao Mansion and stay with Tao Ruolin. That's okay."
Qingyang's expression became even more suspicious: "Cousin, you won't... not even want Sister Tao, right?"
Chu Qing: "..."
Qingyang: "Then I look at Third Brother, no one will leave Third Brother if you leave him."
"Sister, Third Brother has to accompany me, so why don't you just follow me? Seriously, I have to go back to the government office, go to the Ministry of Etiquette, and meet some people..."
"Then you swear!"
Qingyang was very stubborn: "If you lie to me, I will be struck by thunder from heaven... No, no, no, cousin, you are not afraid of this kind of thing, then you swear, if you lie to me, my third brother will be struck by thunder from heaven!" "
Fu San: “…”
Chu Qing was extremely depressed and swore for a long time before Qingyang left with the spirit wolf and the orange raccoon gauze to squat with Tao Ruolin.
Mingming and Qingyang said they wanted to meet a lot of people, but when they left the house, they didn't know who to look for or what to talk to.
It seems that there is no nostalgia, and there seems to be a lot of reluctance.
"The courtiers have all dispersed. Let's go to the Ministry of Rites."
You must meet Mr. Qiu both emotionally and rationally. No matter where you go, you must say hello to others.
Arriving at the Ministry of Etiquette and entering the main hall, Mr. Qiu is Mr. Qiu. It has been the same for several years, and it has never changed. The familiar sleeping posture, the familiar yawn, just fishing, no matter whether he is a minister or a minister, Mr. Qiu has never changed. Changed.
Or maybe he was Mr. Qiu. He stretched out a lot and asked nonchalantly: "Are you setting off today?"
"Oh, let me go. Brother Qiu, you are going to go after Ma Rujing. How did you know?"
"Then what else can you do?"
Chu Qing sat in front of Qiu Wanshan with a playful smile and scratched his chin: "I don't know how long it will take this time, but Jingzhong will leave it to Brother Qiu."
"Okay, Brother Yu also has something to do."
"explain."
"Brother Yu has a son, you know."
"I know." Chu Qing said happily: "It's the adopted son of the tool man who changed his surname every three days, but he didn't recognize his father. His name is Lu Bu. No, what is his name? Why did you suddenly mention him?"
Mr. Qiu said angrily: "It's a son, a biological son, not an adopted son."
"Ah, is it true?" Chu Qing was shocked: "When did you give birth? Why didn't you tell me?"
Qiu Wanshan laughed loudly, stood up, poured a cup of tea for Chu Qing, and nodded repeatedly: "Don't say that taking care of you in the capital means that I will go through fire and water for you. Brother Yu has also agreed to do it for you."
"What a mess." Chu Qing was confused: "What's wrong with you? You're not awake. Why are you talking strangely? It's inexplicable."
The third brother smiled slightly.
Chu Qing didn't understand, but Fu San did.
Qiu Wanshan has a son who is deeply hidden.
Who is Mr. Qiu? If you take one step, you can see thirty steps. The water in the court is so deep. Who is not at risk of destroying the Nine Clan? Can Mr. Qiu tell the world that he still has a son? It is definitely impossible.
Who is Chu Qing? He is the commander-in-chief of Qianqi Camp. His purpose is to study the court officials. He must find out how many people are in the house, how many acres of land there are in the house, and how many cows there are.
In fact, Tan Ma also did this, including to Qiu Wanshan. However, after Chu Qing took office, Tan Ma withdrew them and prohibited anyone from inquiring into Mr. Qiu's privacy.
This is a kind of respect, respect for friends. As for whether business is done in public, whether it is public or private, Chu Qing has always scorned this statement. He can't do it, and he is too lazy to do it, because others are blocking you. When it comes to wind and rain, it is not because of what is public or private. In ancient times, Chang Dynasty was not a place where official business was done.
Qiu Wanshan knew that Chu Qing would not let Tan Ma investigate him, so he just said it casually. Chu Qing's confused look still made Mr. Qiu's heart warm.
Chu Qing was dumbfounded and asked: "No, what's going on with your son? He was born so secretly. Why don't you let me see him?"
"It's better not to see you."
Qiu Wanshan showed his serious face: "When you leave Beijing this time, if you get into trouble or a huge disaster, Brother Yu will bear it for you. But if one day, Brother Yu can't bear it anymore, you, Brother Yu, just take good care of this child. Don't do it." Let me, Qiu Wanshan, be the queen."
"Mr. Qiu, don't make trouble, you still have to worry about..."
"Hahaha, that's the case. There should be nothing that Brother Yu can't handle. It's just a casual mention."
"Did I tell you, what is your son's name and where is he?"
"Youzhou, but Brother Yu asked him to go to the East China Sea, to Shangyundao, and let the Tao family take care of him. By the way, his name is Qiu Shengbang."
"how old are you."
"Same age as you."
With a "pop" sound, Chu Qing spurted out a sip of tea far away. He was stunned for a long time before giving a thumbs up.
A dignified Minister of Household Affairs and Minister of Rites had such a big son. For more than 20 years, no one in the capital knew about it.
The third brother secretly recited the name Qiu Shengbang twice and nodded slightly.
Mr. Qiu is indeed a sentimental man, and he was like this more than 20 years ago.
