What she wants to say is very important, Zi Bu is silent, she can't believe anyone except her parents, so she casually found an excuse to prevaricate the past, not wanting Han Jun to know. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sure enough, Lu Jingxiu was very helpful when he heard this, "Okay, it's still Xin'er's filial piety, and I think about my father if I haven't seen him for a few days." ”

So he forgot about Han Jun and the others, and pulled his daughter to ask for warmth.

"Have you been tired lately? Your mother too, I don't know what kind of wind to smoke and suddenly let you learn this and that, Daddy thinks you have always been well-behaved and sensible, where is the need to learn that? Now there are no more people than anyone can do about it. ”

"Daddy, my daughter is fine, and my mother is also thinking about her daughter!" Lu Zixin snickered.

"Father, let's go in and talk!" In the end, Lu Zimin couldn't see the father and daughter's greasy mouth.

A group of people stood in a row to admire the deep love between their father and daughter, what did it look like?

When they arrived in the study, Lu Zixin knew that they must have something to discuss, so he didn't follow in, tiptoed to a small window, stood on a stone and hid next to it to eavesdrop.

If you want her father to believe in herself, she must be clear about the current court pattern, she is not superficial and just wants to see Han Jun!

Lu Zimin had already seen his sister's little head looming on the side, and he didn't break it.

They used to crowd there to eavesdrop on their father and colleagues, and they were caught red-handed a few times, but each time he was the one who took the tank, and his sister didn't suffer much criticism, so they were all surprised.

Lu Jingxiu was a little painful, glanced at Lu Zimin's stupid son, and casually beckoned the little guy in the study, "Go make a pot of big red robes." ”

Other people's sons are looking for good things to honor Lao Tzu, he is good, and he can't wait to give away all the good things in his hands.

"I don't know what happened when Han Shizi made a special trip here today?" Lu Jingxiu sat down and asked.

Since that day, Min Er came back from Zhuangzi and told him that the third prince went to his Zhuangzi to find Han Jun, and explained the situation clearly and truthfully, and finally said, "Let me bring you a sentence when I retreat: 'The son of the saint is very different from the saint'."

He thought about it for a long time at night, vaguely understanding, and a little unclear.

So on the second day, he called a trustworthy Qing guest, and secretly went to inquire about the behavior and temperament of several highnesses, at the beginning it was indeed as rumored by the outside world, His Royal Highness was arrogant and domineering but very brave, and the three highnesses were gentle and benevolent, and the rest of the princes did not have any outstanding features as usual under the backdrop of the two.

But one day, the Qingke pulled him mysteriously, saying that someone had just stuffed a letter into him in front of the Lu family.

Lu Jingxiu took it and opened it, and there was only one word written on the paper: three.

He immediately burned the envelope to ashes, his face full of solemnity, "Zhiyun, who else knows that you are inquiring about several highnesses?" ”

Zhong Zhiyun was also taken aback by the content of the letter, his hairs stood on end, he carefully recalled what had happened in the past few days, and said very firmly: "No." I never bothered to ask, but I listened to other people while attending a few meetings. ”

The literary style of the Daguan Dynasty was very prosperous, and some undesirable literati often gathered together to discuss the affairs of the imperial court, or to comment on those powerful people, which was a very normal thing, and no one cared at all, not to mention that he never showed any special interest.

He couldn't think of anyone else who would know, but Lu Jingxiu had a rough guess.

"This matter is over, and it must not be investigated again." He told Zhong Zhiyun in a deep voice.

After that, although he did not show favor to the Third Highness, he did not refuse bluntly as he had prepared before, but only euphemistically said that "I don't know how much I am capable of" and perfunctory.

If I have enough ability, I will help you, and if I don't have ability, I have nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness was very satisfied with this answer. Originally, he thought that this Lu Jingxiu must be the same as Li Shi's old stubbornness, and he only thought that he would be an official with his trust, and he would not respond to his temptation at all, but he didn't expect that he was very knowledgeable.

Although others thought that his father was going to make him the crown prince, and many people rushed to curry favor with him, but there were not many who really had the ability and prestige to fight against his eldest brother and Sheng Guogong. Lu Shangshu has always been upright, and if he is willing to say this, isn't it equivalent to agreeing halfway?

He naturally didn't expect that Lu Shangshu, who had always been upright, actually learned to be a fool because of a letter and a sentence.

Thinking of this, Lu Jingxiu couldn't help but glance at Han Jun, not knowing whether this choice was right or wrong.

He didn't have any intention of clinging to anyone, but he just guessed that what Han Jun said about "big difference" probably meant his attitude towards these so-called "pure ministers", right?

But he couldn't poke and ask directly, so he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, so he had to drag the Third Highness there first and wait to see what happened next.

After he sat down and took a sip of the tea brought by the little servant, Han Jun and Lu Zimin followed and sat down on the next side.

"The younger generation came today, and there are indeed some things that I don't understand, so I came to ask my uncle for advice." Han Jun stood up again, took out his signboard and said with a sincere face.

It's a message and a letter, and there's something you don't understand? Lu Jingxiu snorted softly from his nostrils again, this is the second time today.

Han Jun, who has always had a good opinion of him, has a continuous decline in his son and son-in-law.

"Sit down and talk." He took another sip of tea.

Han Jun obediently sat back again, and said: "The younger generation has been accompanying several adults of the Hanlin Academy to sort out the books these days, and I saw a poem about natural disasters in the previous dynasty, which said, 'Whoever catches locusts and catches locusts, the day is hot and hungry to death. Xingyuan soldiers were injured by yin and yang, and the qi Gu beetle turned into locusts. From the two rivers and three auxiliaries, the recommended food is like silkworms flying like rain. The rain flies away for thousands of miles, and there is no green seedlings and empty terracotta'...... When the younger generation read this, they couldn't help but sigh a little, how difficult the people's livelihood is! (Excerpt from Bai Juyi's "Locust Hunting-Thorn Chief")

He paused, and then continued, "Thinking that my uncle has been the head of the household department for several years, he must know how to deal with the year of famine, but the younger generation is young and has never experienced it, and I can't help but be afraid, lest one day I can only sit and wait for death." But after thinking about it for a few days to no avail, I want to ask my uncle, if there is a natural disaster, what should the younger generation do, so as to reduce the losses of the people, so that the people will not be hungry everywhere? ”

After saying that, he sat there quietly frowning and thinking, as if he was very distressed.

Lu Zimin's father and son heard him ask, and they couldn't help but follow his train of thought.

If a person like them really has a major natural disaster, it is by no means enough to store grain for self-protection.