Under the instructions of Princess Pingyang, Shen Yuan took Shen Sheng to visit everywhere every day, especially the military commanders in the court and even the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion. Lu Waner was so scared that she hid in the room and did not dare to come out.
Shen Yuan was miserable, and Shen Sheng was even more miserable. After ten days in a row, Shen Sheng finally got some free time.
On this day, Shen Sheng was reading in Mo Yuzhai's study when he heard the waiter say that the Fourth Miss was here.
Shen Sheng is the eldest son and has been responsible for teaching his younger siblings since he was a child. Although he loves his younger siblings very much, he is like a father and strictly controls his younger siblings. As a result, although they respect him, they are even more afraid of him. Only Jiao Jiao Be willing to get close to him and dare to play and act coquettishly with him.
"Is breakfast available?" Shen Sheng put down the book in his hand and asked.
Shen Zhuo was too lazy to get up in winter and skipped breakfast. It was a well-known fact in the Shen family.
"I woke up early today and have eaten." Shen Zhuo's face turned red, a little embarrassed.
Shen Sheng smiled: "Even if you have eaten, you can still eat some more. I bought some Ruisheng's sweet-scented osmanthus cake yesterday. You can try it."
Shen Sheng did not expose her little lie, but only ordered the waiter to bring the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Shen Zhuo's eyes lit up and he ate one piece after another without being polite.
"Brother, can you help me make two more horn bows?" Shen Zhuo said.
"Your bow is broken?" Shen Sheng asked.
Shen Zhuo shook his head: "Well, that's right, I promised Jingyi and Qinglian that I would give them two bows."
She continued to explain: "I don't like riding and shooting lessons, so I asked Jingyi and the others to accompany me and supervise me, and then...then I promised to give them both a bow."
Shen Zhuo blinked his big eyes and looked at Shen Sheng expectantly.
Shen Sheng sighed, his girls have promised to go out, so what else can I do, I just have to do it.
"You draw what they want to do, and I'll let Hayate do it."
Shen Zhuo jumped up, picked up the pen in the pen holder, spread out the rice paper and started drawing, drawing the style that Zhang Jingyi and Meng Qinglian wanted.
While she was drawing, she said as if unintentionally: "Brother, I heard that you will not go to the Mobei military camp after the new year, but will be transferred to my uncle's place on the southwest border?"
"Yeah." Shen Sheng nodded.
"Mobei is staying well, why do you need to change defenses?" Shen Zhuo asked.
"This is a regulation of the imperial court. We are afraid that the generals will be too self-reliant to govern, so generals from the fifth grade and above to the second grade and below must change their defenses every five years." Shen Sheng explained patiently.
"The "Local Scenery" says that the southwest is a natural treasure with beautiful mountains, a land of plenty, and a treasure land of outstanding people. Brother, can you take me with you?"
This is the purpose of Shen Zhuo coming to find Shen Sheng today.
Shen Zhuo refused to believe that Shen Tu had committed treason in his previous life, but the evidence was irrefutable. In this life, she wanted to see it for herself.
The southwest border is more than 2,000 miles away from Kyoto. Although it is thousands of miles fertile and wild and has a lot of reserves, it is surrounded by mountains and the way in is extremely difficult and dangerous.
Shen Sheng shook his head and said: "There are many dangerous roads in the southwest. How can a girl like you go there?"
"Now the imperial court is digging mountains to build an official road. When the road is built, my eldest brother will take you there."
Shen Zhuo thought for a moment and then nodded obediently.
There are still fourteen years left before the Southern Miao rebellion. If you go now, you may not be able to find anything. As long as Shen Sheng is willing to allow her to go, she can go every few years.
"Brother, why is the Fourth Prince the Holy Son of Nanmiao?" Shen Zhuo finally asked what she had wanted to know all along.
"Where did you hear this?" Shen Sheng frowned.
"Isn't he chasing after my sister? Of course I have to inquire more, but I can't let my sister suffer." Shen Zhuo said confidently.
Xiao Chengzheng's pursuit of Shen Yao is an open secret in the Shen mansion. Xiao Cheng sent all the good rewards he got from Qiu Lie to Shen Mansion, exactly the same as in the previous life.
Shen Sheng pondered for a while and said, "This is a secret."
"The fourth prince's maternal grandmother is from Southern Miao, so he has Southern Miao blood. The Holy Son of Southern Miao is neither hereditary nor selected. Instead, his blood is confirmed by the Holy Stone. If it is a Holy Son, his blood will let the Holy Stone Split it open and nourish it with blood, and the sacred flower of Nan Miao, the Blood Jade Flower, will grow. Anyone with Nan Miao blood can give it a try."
"Nan Miao's medical skills are unique and have miraculous effects on many difficult and complicated diseases. The fourth prince was frail since childhood, so Concubine De invited several Nan Miao miraculous doctors to look after him in the palace, but unexpectedly discovered that his blood could The holy stone cracked, so the southern Miao recognized him as the holy son."
"It's just that the fourth prince has a distinguished status. Your Majesty doesn't like him to have a close relationship with the Fan clan, and he's also afraid that the prince will be suspicious of him, so this matter has been suppressed and kept secret. Not many people know about it."
So that’s the case, no wonder in the previous life, it wasn’t until Nan Miao launched an attack that the world knew that Xiao Cheng was actually Nan Miao’s holy son.
"Does the fourth prince himself know?" Shen Zhuo asked.
"Of course I know." Shen Sheng looked at Shen Zhuo funny, "Every year, he uses his blood to water the holy stone, waiting for the blood jade flower to bloom. It is said that the blood jade flower blooms once every twenty years, and it can revive the dead. The magic medicine of flesh and bones.”
"Then why didn't he go to Nanmiao to become king?" Shen Zhuo continued to ask.
Shen Sheng lowered his eyes and said, "This is a small place, but this is not his ambition."
Shen Zhuo was slightly shocked when he heard this. It seemed that his eldest brother saw that Xiao Cheng coveted the throne. Maybe Dad also knows? In the previous life, my father said that he believed in the wrong person. Who does this "person" refer to?
Shen Zhuo's mind was wandering when he suddenly heard Shen Sheng say: "These are not things you should worry about. I heard that you are very hands-on recently? If you are very free, why don't you have a few moves with me?"
"No, I can't. Brother, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."
After saying that, Shen Zhuo left two pictures of bow and arrow styles and ran away quickly.
Shen Zhuo was not wrong. Shen Sheng did know what Xiao Cheng was thinking. Not only did he know it, but Han Tao also knew it. Because they are good friends with Wei Ziyuan.
Although the winter in Kyoto is freezing cold and snowy, it still cannot stop the passion of the young generals.
On the racecourse on the outskirts of Beijing, the cold wind howled and the sky was completely white. In the heavy snow, three horses galloped past like streaks of lightning.
The horse under its crotch has long mane flying and its hooves are tumbling; the person on the horse has a vigorous posture and is wanton and wild.
The reddish-brown horse took the lead to jump over the fence marked with the red flag. The man on the horse smacked his lips and roared to the sky. Then he flicked his whip and laughed heartily: "Hahaha~~ I won again!"
Before his laughter could stop, the other two horses jumped over the fence in just a split second.
"Zi Yuan's equestrian skills are undoubtedly the best in Mobei!" Shen Sheng said loudly, his eyebrows broad.
"It's just because your horse is good." Han Tao smiled lazily and sneered.
"Whether it's the equestrian skills or the horsemanship, you lose anyway. Let's go drink! It's your turn to pay this time."
Wei Ziyuan beat the horse and went to the tavern next to the racecourse. The three of them ordered a few bottles of wine and sat around.
"Are you really going to stay in Kyoto this time and not go back to the military camp?" Shen Sheng asked.
"The old man will not let you go, and Acheng is also leaving the palace to build a mansion." Wei Ziyuan suddenly squinted his eyes while drinking, and a light flashed in his eyes, "Besides, we must find out what happened to Qiu Lie. I This man always repays kindness and revenge."
"Do you have a direction?" Shen Sheng asked.
"It's no more than those two or three. Let's wait until it's verified." Wei Ziyuan said.
"Well, you just said that you have a favor that you want to repay?" Han Tao asked casually while chewing peanuts.
Wei Ziyuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, but said nothing.
"Then will you repay my Jiaojiao's kindness?" Han Tao continued to ask.
Ha, it turned out that he was waiting for him here. Wei Ziyuan laughed angrily: "The golden medicine you two got, I bought it from the ghost market at a price thirty times higher."
Han Tao laughed several times in his chest and said lazily: "Oh, so General Wei's life is only worth two boxes of golden medicine?"
Wei Ziyuan said angrily: "Then how do you treat me?"
Han Tao straightened his face and said: "My Jiaojiao is kind-hearted and warm-hearted, but she acts recklessly and easily gets into trouble. Since you stay in Kyoto, take more care of her."
Wei Ziyuan was silent, then pointed at Shen Sheng and said to Han Tao: "I said that the eldest brother is still sitting here. Are you overstepping your bounds?"
Shen Sheng smiled but didn't take it seriously: "What A Tao said is also what I want to say. My father is in a high position and everyone is watching closely, so it is not convenient for him to come forward in many things. If she gets into any trouble in the future, it is up to you to deal with it. It’s best to take care of you.”
Wei Ziyuan suddenly remembered that day, and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth, with a hint of smile in his tone: "I think anyone who dares to mess with your delicate family in Kyoto will have to ask for their own blessings."
Those little girls looked delicate and soft, but they were all fierce.
