2-074 Father and Son
Thinking about it like this, Si Kou Xiangming's face came out with a gentle and polite look that is often seen by outsiders, he paced steadily, walked to Si Kouzhun's side, nodded and said, "Can you have a room?"
Si Kouzhun's eyes trembled, and he looked up at his father with puzzlement. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"The previous emperors surnamed Lian had their first child when they were teenagers. Of course, with the exception of the previous majesty, there are strangely few heirs. Si Kou Xiangming squinted slightly and looked at his child, "You and the little emperor are together almost every day, what palace maid should you like when you see him?"
Si Kouzhun's body stiffened slightly, but he said more calmly: "Your Majesty has always loved beautiful women, but he has never provoked indiscriminately. is very friendly to the palace people, Hou Gonggong, Yuan Xiang, Xiuyu two girls, are close to His Majesty. ā
"Yuan Xiang?" When Si Kou Zhun heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, "Your Majesty really hasn't inherited the blood of the Lian family, so you can clean yourself." ā
Si Kouzhun looked at his father slightly and not very clearly.
"You kid has always been cold-tempered, no matter what, you should be closer to your eldest mother. Si Kou smiled gently at Ming and changed the subject.
"Auntie treats me very well. Si Kouzhun said, pursing his lips and being silent after speaking.
"That's good. Si Kou Xiang Ming smiled slightly, walked back to the table, took out a wrapped handkerchief from it, and took out something from it.
"This is something that your mother sent from the Qi country. ā
Si Kou Xiangming took out the things in the handkerchief, smiled and said, "I don't know why Sanniang likes this kind of little thing on the street." ā
Si Kouzhun's gaze quietly stayed on the hairpin in Si Kou Xiangming's hand, the same pure wood oil glaze carving, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face couldn't help but change.
Si Kou Xiangming didn't care when he saw him like this, but continued: "Even if you were young at the time, you should remember that your mother likes to wear this hairpin, right?"
Si Kouzhun nodded stiffly, and Mu Ran asked, "Do you know where this hairpin came from?"
"This hairpin, it seems that there are a lot of hawkers in Yangguan City, right?"
"Well, yes. Si Kouzhun lowered his head, complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and he said sullenly, "This is originally a cheap thing, I bought it for her on my mother's birthday a long time ago." ā
"It's filial piety to Sanniang. Si Kou Xiangming's face was still an amiable smile, and he handed the hairpin to Si Kou Zhundao, "Although the Qi State Medical Saint has a strange temper, his medical skills are outstanding. Your mother's condition has improved, but she still needs to stay in Qi for a while, and when His Majesty gets married in winter, I will ask someone to take you over to meet her. ā
"Thank you, Father. Si Kouzhun couldn't see any expression on his face, took the wooden hairpin in the handkerchief, saluted, and exited the door.
As soon as his figure disappeared outside the courtyard, a gray figure appeared in the shadow of the study.
On the man's gray robe, the faintly floating silver threads wandered, and the ends of the placket were embroidered with some kind of abstract emblem with intricate flowers, which at first glance looked very much like a ginkgo biloba leaf with intricate patterns.
"It's business as usual. ā
Si Kou Xiangming was not surprised by the arrival of this figure, took the sealed copper pipe on the table, handed it to him, and asked, "What did my mother-in-law say?"
The person who came was none other than Lin Zizhen. His eyes were blank, his face was a little pale, and he said word by word: "King Jing." ā
"King Jing supports the Queen Mother, how can it be used by us?" Si Kou Xiang Ming thought thoughtfully, "Everyone knows that King Jing was on the border at the beginning, all in order to avoid the Queen Mother in Beijing. After all these years, how can you come back?"
"King Jing will definitely return to Beijing next month. Lin Zizhen said coldly, the gray clothes on his body shook slightly, and there were faint insect chirps or two, "There are almost dead people in the north." He must come back and explain to the Queen Mother. ā
"Back to Beijing?" Si Kou Xiangming's fingers trembled slightly, and he suddenly remembered that it seemed that in the past two years, there had been a lot of soldiers who had died of illness in the north.
He looked at the gray-clothed young man in front of him again. There is no one in the center, and if the defensive line to the north is not enough, then it is necessary to draw defensive forces from other directions.
Si Kou Xiangming's smile was even worse, and he suddenly understood why Hong Wujun from the south was transferred back to Beijing, it seems that it is not only because he can relax his vigilance after signing a treaty with Nanchu a few days ago, but also because Hong Wujun is needed more in the north than in the south.
The Queen Mother understands very well that there are not many people in Dawei who can hold on.
"I heard that King Jing admired the Queen Mother when he was young. Si Kou reminded Ming.
"To protect, but also to destroy. Lin Zizhen said lifelessly.
Si Kou asked Xiang Ming again, "When will it start?"
"Next month. Lin Zizhen continued.
Si Kouzhun's eyes moved slightly, smiled slightly, and sighed: "It's been seven years, it's really worth waiting for." ā
"The name is justified and all the people support it, isn't this exactly what Xiangye wants?"
"Seven years is indeed a time worth the wait. Not to mention that we have not only waited seven years. Si Kou Xiangming had long been accustomed to the strangeness of this person's speech, and when he heard this, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was enjoying the coming storm, showing an imperceptible smile: "What I want, you know." I don't know what my mother-in-law wants?"
Lin Zizhen's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he hooked a gloomy smile: "What my mother-in-law wants, mortals don't understand." ā
Si Kou Xiangming shook his head with a wry smile, took down the coat he was wearing on his shoulders, put it on the back of the chair, looked sideways at Lin Zizhen and said, "Can you see the emblem on my bamboo garden road?"
Lin Zizhen was silent.
"That's your swaggering emblem. Since the beginning, this prime minister's mansion is on the island, and it is your mother-in-law's. Si Kou said to Ming, "The Wei State under my control will serve my mother-in-law, and I know very well that we are on one front." ā
"No, your ambitions stop at the Wei State. Mother-in-law...... Higher. ā
"Higher?, could it be that Mother-in-law still wants to unify the four countries?" Si Kou Xiang Ming laughed.
Lin Zizhen looked at Si Kou Xiangming, his smile was even more gloomy, but he didn't speak.
More than the unification of the four countries? Si Kou Xiangming's heart sank, but with mockery. Even if that mother-in-law is a person from the Lower Three Realms, a small eastern island, and accepts the ambitions of the Four Kingdoms, she will not give up after the failure in the Qin State decades ago, and she will try again in the Wei State?
He didn't understand why the power on the island was tirelessly pushing the pace of all countries forward.
It's useless to think too much. In any case, all he needed now was to step higher with their strength.
"Next month, I will bring the little emperor. After a pause, Si Kou saluted Ming Shi and said politely: "I'm tired of Lin Gongzi." ā
Lin Zizhen didn't answer, glanced at him quietly, then jumped slightly, and his figure disappeared into the prime minister's mansion like a snake charm, leaving only one or two faint insect chirps, with a solemn atmosphere.
Si Kou Xiangming closed his eyes again, looking a little excited. The plan that he had endured for many years was finally coming true.
This Wei country will be a different Wei country, and this world will eventually become a different world because of him.
What Qingyun talents, what businessmen and nobles, have to kneel in front of him, in the history books, the four words Sikou Xiangming will be immortal.
He didn't know that Si Kouzhun, who had been out of the study for a long time, was standing quietly by the waste lake in the night, thinking about everything that happened today.
Si Kouzhun looked at the lake in silence, his palms holding two identical hairpins, his fingers clenched extremely tightly.
Yangguan, Qi State, Yisheng, Wooden Hairpin......
Si Kouzhun's face was gloomy, and his gaze when he looked back at the study was even more gloomy.
Lie.