And Si Kouzhun, who threw his sleeves and left, until he rode out of the palace in a carriage all the way, his mind was still buzzing, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Why do you feel a little ...... Out of sorts?

Si Kouzhun had a cold face, and sat in the carriage with his back straight, as if he had been accustomed to sitting.

No, it's not upset.

He was a little nervous about this inexplicable emotion, comforted himself, and suddenly beat his hands and had an epiphany: If His Majesty the unreliable emperor is going to get married, then he should be the happiest person.

How could you be upset?

But what would it feel like if not upset?

The heart is a little stuffy, and there is a kind of indescribable ...... It's an unpleasant feeling.

Si Kouzhun remembered the man's sparkling eyes when he looked at Hong Manqing's letter, and couldn't help but sigh, was it because the little emperor was a little too concerned about Hong Manqing?

I have worked hard for so many years to guide the little emperor, and now I have to worry about the future life of Hong Manqing and Lian Li?

He suddenly thought of the scene where Hong Manqing whipped His Majesty the Emperor of Wei with a fierce face, and he shuddered, and couldn't help but shake his head violently.

So what are you holding back?

Si Kouzhun sighed again, and before he could figure out what was going on, he felt that he was getting off the carriage, and he knew that he was back in the house.

As soon as he got off the carriage, the old steward who was waiting at the door greeted him, asked the groom to drive the horse away, and said to Si Kou: "The young master is back, and the master is waiting for you in the study." ”

Si Kouzhun's brows frowned slightly, but his face remained unchanged, and he bowed his head slightly to Steward Zhao to express his gratitude, and followed him into the mansion.

The road was very quiet, and the lights in the corridor were not very bright, except for the corridor, the surrounding flowers and plants could not be reflected very clearly.

Si Kouzhun followed the old steward Zhao in the direction of the study, and the two were silent all the way. It wasn't until he walked to the bamboo garden that the footsteps of the old steward Zhao paused, turned around, looked around a few times, and then took out a carved wooden hairpin from his arms, and carefully handed it to Si Kouzhun behind him.

Si Kouzhun's eyes fell on the hairpin, and he couldn't help but be slightly shocked, looked up at the old steward Zhao in front of him and asked, "Steward Zhao, how can you have ...... How to ......"

Old Steward Zhao waved his hand to signal him not to speak yet, looked at him with kind eyes and said, "A few days ago, someone from Yangguan City came to Wei Jing on business, and your mother sent it to someone. ”

Si Kouzhun's mouth opened slightly, still unable to believe it.

This hairpin is the love between the parents, although this hairpin is only a pure wood base with glaze carving, belongs to the Yangguan shop to sell cheap things to wandering travelers, but it is of great significance to the mother, if it is not a big incident, how can you be willing to take it out?

He said a little dazed and nervous: "My mother, how can you take it...... Is something going on?"

Lao Zhao thought that the child was worried about his mother's comfort, smiled comfortingly, shook his head and said:

"Sanniang sent a message, saying that she was doing well in Yangguan and that her illness was cured, I was afraid that your child would always be easy to think too much, and if you didn't believe her words, she used such important jewelry to bring words. ”

"My mother is in Yangguan City now...... Sick?"

Si Kou Zhun finally had a real happy expression on his always cold face, he stared at the hairpin in his hand, his expression was like a melting iceberg, his eyebrows were full of joyful smiles, and he muttered again: "My mother is well?"

Old Steward Zhao looked at Si Kouzhun's appearance, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

He has no heirs of his own, and after so many years of working in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the only thing that distresses him is this child. Fortunately, this child is angry and well-behaved, no matter what, Sanniang should be relieved to see this child's competitive appearance.

Old Steward Zhao said a few more words to calm down his subordinate boss Kou Zhun's mood, then patted him on the shoulder, looked around the dark bamboo garden, and said with pity: "I know that your child has not had a good time all these years. ”

Si Kou Zhun Zheng carefully put the hairpin in his arms and put it away, and when he heard the words, his eyes scanned around the waste lake, the familiar deserted grass, the familiar cold lake water, the familiar whipping and tearing......

"I wonder why my father didn't repair it?"

Si Kouzhun frowned slightly, and his eyes were gloomy. He was a little bored with the scene, which was full of dark and damp memories.

"Xiangye is incorruptible, and this place is just like that. ”

Old Steward Zhao shook his head and sighed, changed his direction and continued to lead the way, and glanced back at Si Kouzhun who was standing still in place.

Si Kouzhun's gaze was still deep, and he looked at the dilapidated bamboo garden here, but his gaze became colder and colder.

Someday, he will bulldoze the place.

Prime minister's study.

Everything is in line with the "incorruptible" image of the decoration design, the table has no complicated carving, only simple lines, and the curtain is not placed next to the golden toad but a simple yellow lampshade. If anyone is lucky enough to enter Prime Minister Si Kou's study, then as soon as this person steps out of the door, he can't help but say good things about Si Kou Xiangming.

Si Kou Zhun stood quietly in front of Si Kou Xiangming, his face was indifferent but his demeanor was respectful, he lowered his head slightly, and he didn't dare to look at his father on the seat.

It was already night, Si Kou Xiangming only put on a thin shirt, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and after writing the last word with concentration, Shi Shiran raised his head.

"How?"

Si Kou Xiangming didn't look at him, said lightly, raised his wrist, gently rested the pen in his hand on the pen mountain, and raised his hand to collect the thin shirt on his shoulder.

"Your Majesty got up late today, and I didn't eat breakfast. I like Xu Ziqing's sour plum snacks, take a nap at noon, and finish my homework after finishing the afternoon class, review and fold, and everything is as usual. ”

Si Kou Xiangming gently put aside the written things, raised his eyebrows lightly, then looked at the children in the court, and said coldly: "Is there anything else?"

Si Kouzhun lowered his eyes, clenched his fists, and said slowly: "Your Majesty has considered the post-election matters, but this is a few months later, so the child is stupid, thinking that he can not report it for the time being." ”

"Heh, short-sighted. ”

Si Kou shook his head and chuckled, spread out the dried paper, looked at it carefully, and said leisurely, "Anything, take one step, you only think about the next three steps, and others are already ten steps ahead of you." ”

"Children are taught. Si Kou nodded his head flatly, "My father's father is thoughtful. ”

"Where's the medicine?"

"This month has been served. ”

Si Kou Xiangming slowly rolled up the written paper, put it into the hollow copper tube on the side, and put it away. Only then did he stand up and take a serious look at his son in front of him.

Sikou Xiangming has never taken his two sons into consideration.

has a son, it's just a son, and it has nothing to do with his plan all along, Si Kouzhun and Si Kouye, one is an unplanned accident, and the other is a dispensable thing in the plan.

However, in the past few years, Si Kouye has been brought into his mother-in-law's island to temper, and he has more time to discover that the child has grown up unconsciously, and it seems to be getting more and more ...... into his eyes.