"Wei Feng, Wei ......, is it my uncle's ...... Cousin?"

Lian Lili screamed in surprise, and finally remembered why this person was so dark. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her mother also has a brother named Wei Ruoshan, who has lived in the northern city for many years, this cousin Wei Feng seems to have never met Lian Li since he was a child, and he was born to stay in the north with his uncle, and he has only recently returned.

Probably because the wind and sand in the Northern Desert are too big, and this cousin's face is like black iron that has been sharpened.

"Don't dare, don't dare. Wei Feng smirked, revealing his white teeth, his face was even darker, revealing a silly temperament.

"Why did you enter the palace? How is my uncle doing?"

Lian Li suddenly felt a little worried about his uncle, who had been living away for a long time, and heard his mother say that his uncle had always had a bad spleen and stomach, and that he had a rough diet in the north.

"My father is in good health, and Your Majesty is blessed. Wei Feng looked calm, with a proud look of honor on his face, and stood firmly in front of Lian Li.

"Well, since my uncle is fine, is there anything wrong with you standing here?"

Lian Li was stunned, looking confused. Since it's not a news report, please go to the palace and say goodbye?

Xiao Heizi Wei Feng's face was a little weird, and he glanced at the blue-clothed young man beside him, and seemed to sigh helplessly.

Si Kouzhun didn't move a slightest, and looked straight ahead with a stern face, like a stone statue.

Wei Feng's face became even more bitter, so he had to turn his head and reply aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? I won the martial arts test the day before yesterday, and I was also a scholar with Si Kouzhun and a martial artist, and I was also a servant of Your Majesty." ”

Ah, Lian Li's face suddenly came to his senses. She touched the tip of her nose with some embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Very good, very good, cousin is mighty." ”

Wei Feng became happy at this time, and was about to open his mouth to continue to say something, when he saw that after His Majesty the Emperor finished asking, he immediately turned his head and happily asked Si Kou Zhun in front of him: "Little Zhun'er, you can accompany me to visit the Imperial Garden." ”

Wei Feng, who was ignored again, blackened his head and finally gave up. He suddenly understood that in the eyes of this casual and foolish majesty, there was probably only Si Kou's permission. So he glanced at Si Kouzhun and simply didn't speak, sighed and stood silently beside Si Kouzhun.

Wei Feng subconsciously glanced sideways at Si Kouzhun, and sighed in his heart that this person was too white and weak, no wonder someone in the palace secretly laughed at him that day. If he hadn't glared at him a few times, he wouldn't have been able to say anything to the temple.

Seeing that the little emperor of Wei came to Si Kouzhun with a smile on his face and said this vigorously, Wei Feng sighed again in his heart, this emperor's younger brother's reputation for loving beauties is really good, not to mention it in the ears of his father at the border, and he is still so close to Si Kouzhun in public, although he will not feel anything after seeing it, it is difficult to say what those people in the open and dark will say.

The emperor's sincere invitation could not be shirked, and the shirk might be beheaded, so Wei Feng silently followed Si Kouzhun and followed the little emperor happily to the imperial garden.

The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches.

In the summer of the eighth year of Tianjin, after the young son of the Si Kou family's unknown name was fortunate enough to enter the palace to study, there was another big and small thing in the Si Kou Prime Minister's Mansion: Mrs. Xue quietly returned to her mother's house in Yangguan in the early morning of a certain day with red eyes, and heard that it was a quarrel with Xiangye early in the morning;

As for what kind of doctor this is seeking, no one cares. Because the eldest prince of Qin, who had just turned eleven a few days ago, actually entered the temple and worshiped under the door of the Seven Sages of the South Gate, this news also made many people of Wei State feel shocked.

After all, the relationship between Qin and Wei is very delicate, and there is no reason to grow the ambition of other people's families to destroy the prestige of their own emperors, especially their own little emperors seem to be idle and useless to become famous, so even the laymen in the market know not to compare the two.

Compared with the nowhere to be seen, people are still accustomed to gossiping about the adults who go in and out of the palace every day. For example, the commander of the Praetorian Guard is a strict wife, for example, Lord Shi Hao regards his granddaughter as his own life, and for example, in recent years, he has been promoted to the youngest prime minister of the Great Wei Dynasty, and how honest and kind the court in the Ming Mansion is.

Most of the people looked at the simple and atmospheric official sedan chair that came out of the palace gate, and sighed that Prime Minister Kou had a poor past, and that the first civil official won the love of the Xue family's concubine in the south, tied the knot, and then rose to the top, and became the prime minister at such a young age. When a group of people of Wei State talked about this matter after tea and dinner, and laughed nonsense, there was also the shy person who pretended to be unable to fight for eight lifetimes, and talked nonsense about the open and secret struggle between the big house and the concubine to attract people's attention, so the image of Si Kou Xiangming in the hearts of the people of Wei was naturally much more cordial and vivid than the little emperor who couldn't help him.

One day, in the afternoon, the sun hung high, and the hot wind rose, blowing on the face and baking people's hearts for a while.

After receiving the news from various channels in the study, the little emperor of Wei still looked useless and shrugged his shoulders and motioned for the people in the unrelated palace to go down. After Shi Lan in the Empress Dowager's palace took the reading fold and left, she looked down at the handscroll in her hand again, saw the fascination, and opened her mouth to the side, and the little palace maid Xiuyu, who had already peeled the flesh and waited, handed over a piece of fresh fruit. Si Kou Zhun, a young man sitting on the side, also held a book in his hand and looked at it, his expression was extremely quiet, but he frowned from time to time.

"No, no. Lian Li threw the book in his hand aside with a bitter face, and simply lay back, covering his eyes with his arm.

Coincidentally, at this time, Si Kouzhun also sighed silently, gently rested the book in his hand on his lap, looked a little tired, and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Xiao Zhun'er, what are you looking at?"

The two of them were half a person apart, and Lian Carp had always been tired of many etiquettes, and after a long time, the two of them sat at both ends of a long couch and studied books.

At this time, as soon as Lian Li lay down without any manners, a small face approached Si Kouzhun's elbow, and when he looked up casually, he found that he was holding a simple and atmospheric scroll in his hand, the writing was pale yellow, revealing a warm sacredness, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

You must know that most of the book covers in circulation in the Wei market are mainly red, which is dirty and wear-resistant, and conspicuous and festive. For example, the people of Wei State are happy to be red, and the mansion of a wang clan in Gangzhou to the east is a large attic with red walls and black tiles, and the bookshelf of Old Master Xu is even more red, which is good-looking, like the black cover of the strange book that he has in hand to contact his master, even if it is a little peculiar in a festive red.