1167. Chapter 1167: The Mid-Autumn Festival 11

"Perhaps, I really hurt the child." When Zhu Lian cried on the ground, Wang Xiu's heart was like a knife, and at that moment his ambition dissipated, at this moment he was the father who was hurting, and he could truly understand Zhu Lian's pain, weeping with a sigh, and walking towards the palace door with difficulty, as if he was a little older.

"Official."

When he walked to the door of the hall, he was about to mechanically stretch out his hand to pull the door, but Zhu Lian's voice came, Wen Yu leaned on his back, he couldn't walk!

"Official, I'm sorry, the concubine is too impulsive, it's not that the eleventh brother can't be treated, but he can't work too hard."

Wang Xiu's mind was very chaotic, and Zhu Lian's transformation couldn't be changed, he was really tired, and he really didn't want to ask any more, so he said lightly: "You're tired, rest for a while." ”

Saying this, he broke free from Zhu Lian's embrace and suddenly opened the door of the palace.

Qingjun, who was waiting outside, was startled, and when he saw that it was Wang Xiu coming out, he hurriedly whispered: "Official, ......" Looking at Zhu Lian, who was lost and depressed, he couldn't go on, his eyes widened, and he looked at a loss.

Wang Xiu waved his hand and said weakly: "Take good care of your second sister, let her rest more, and the official family will get better." ”

Seeing Wang Xiu's lonely back, Zhu Lian regretted it more and more, but she couldn't chase her out, at this moment, she seemed to understand Wang Xiu's mood, and her mood when she euphemistically proposed the unification to her, it was not that she didn't care about her son, but that she deeply suppressed her heart, and the pain in it was never lower than her.

is because, when she bothered about how to make up for the relationship between father and son, Wang Xiu had to tolerate her son's challenges again and again, the grievance was enough to make people crazy, and those heroes of the previous dynasty had already picked up the butcher's knife, and even the praised hero, which is not a son and grandson, Wang Xiu can do this, it is really not easy.

Looking calm, calm and full of calm and wise, there is a tired and vicissitudes of life.

"Second sister, what's wrong, I see that the official is depressed." Qingjun didn't know what was going on, but it was definitely not a good thing.

"I wonder what will happen to the officials?" Zhu Lian didn't answer, but said to himself.

"Second sister, what happened?"

said that Wang Xiu returned to the front yard of Funing Palace, his face was still pale, and the whole person looked particularly decadent.

"Wenshi." Cai Yi saw it first, and realized that something was wrong.

"Wenshi, what's wrong with the official family?" Li Gang saw that Wang Xiu's face was pale, but he thought it was caused by anxiety and didn't care.

However, Qin Hui frowned slightly, as if he noticed that Wang Xiu's eyes were scattered, and his sharpness was completely lost, and he couldn't help but say: "Wenshi, but you're sick?" ”

Wang Xiu shook his head and said in a low voice: "I'm really tired, I'll go to the capital hall first, and I still have to rely on you here." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was surprised, you must know that the Son of Heaven has not yet escaped, and no one knows what else will happen, as the prime minister of the two cities, Wang Xiu is not in front of him, which is really a little unreasonable.

Besides, the state of affairs in the palace is unclear, it is definitely the most important thing for Wang Xiu, and he should sit in the Funing Palace, but he does not firmly grasp the situation, which is really incredible.

Cai Yi's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Wenshi, you are ......"

"There is a princess." Wang Xiu waved his hand and walked away with a tired look.

That resolute silence, even Zhao Ding couldn't figure it out, no one spoke rashly, everyone just looked at each other.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now I can only see Niangniang." Li Gang is the person with the highest status present, so he naturally has to come up with a way.

But said that Wang Xiu had just left the Funing Palace, and he saw Zhao Gou coming with Zhao Jiong, in other words, he must be wary in normal times, how could the vassal king enter the palace so late, but at this time, he didn't have the heart to care, just looked at them calmly.

Zhao Gou saw Wang Xiu coming, hurriedly smiled and arched his hand, and said, "It turned out to be Wang Xianggong, I don't know what happened to the official family?" ”

"I've seen the prince of the king." Zhao Jiong is very polite to Wang Xiu, if you want to say that the status of the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, it is definitely above the vassal king, you don't need to salute when you see the vassal king, although he is the eldest son of the emperor, he is still the king of the county, and he must not be rude to Wang Xiu.

Besides, he studied under several great Confucians of Zhongshan Academy, and he also liked Wang Xue very much, and was indirectly greatly influenced, and he agreed with Wang Xiu's political views, and tacitly agreed that Wang Xiu was the teacher, and his attitude was naturally very respectful.

"Two kings, the official family should be fine." Wang Xiu's eyes touched Zhao Jiong, and it was rare to burst out with a soft light, and the grandson who could not be recognized in front of him was knowledgeable and open-minded, which made him have high hopes, and it was also the source of the ideas he had just now.

It's a pity that the restrictions of the dualistic monarchy make this grandson who can become a British lord instinctively, and he can only be a restrained monarch, and he has no pity before he comes out, but now he hesitates, as if he sees the future grievances of his smart grandson, the price of a generation of British lords, and the future of not knowing the future, makes him hesitate.

Zhao Gou found that Wang Xiu was looking at Zhao Jiong, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, this King of Chen Liujun was so young that his appearance was too surprising, it seemed that Wang Xiu had already learned, so he simply opened up and said: "The king of the county is trying to turn the tide, it is really unimaginable." ”

"Oh, that's good, let's go see the official family first, it should be fine." Wang Xiu's eyes were soft and authentic.

Zhao Gou was a little puzzled, Wang Xiu's demeanor was wrong, he shouldn't go out at this time, but he had to stay in the Funing Palace.

"Daddy is fine, where is Wang Xianggong going?" Zhao Jiong is a big ghost, Wang Xiu shouldn't go out at this time.

"I'm a little tired, and I'm going to the capital." Wang Xiu squeezed out a little smile and said.

"The Son of Heaven is dying, the situation is unclear, and he is about to be guarded by the public, how can he leave with his body? This is not what a prime minister should do. Zhao Jiong said.

"Oh." Wang Xiu looked at Zhao Jiong in surprise, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and his eyes were clearly happy.

Zhao Gou's eyes were complicated, is this what a ten-year-old child said? Listening to the tone, he still wanted Wang Xiu to go back very much, faintly revealing his trust.

Zhao Jiong looked at Wang Xiu calmly, and said: "Funing Hall is not without a resting place, why should the prince go to the capital hall, if there is something to deal with, it is better to deal with it in time." ”

Wang Xiu couldn't believe it, Zhao Jiong's words and demeanor shocked him, sighed with relief, and said, "There are two princes here, and nothing goes wrong." ”

"The prince is the prime minister, and the order in the center must not be less, how can it be comparable to the ruling power?" Zhao Jiong said very sincerely, and his tone was more resolute.

Wang Xiu was amazed again, the more he looked at Zhao Jiong, the more he liked it, and his depressed mood improved a lot, and he couldn't help but say: "Then go back and see, the king, please." ”

Zhao Gou's mood was complicated, and Zhao Jiong's appearance in front of Wang Xiu made him have a certain trepidation. Wang Xiu's gaze also made him feel worried, it was a very kind light, in his eyes, it meant supporting the superior, with Wang Xiu's strong intervention, his plan could only collapse.

When he saw Wang Xiu holding Zhao Jiong's hand and walking in front quickly, his eyes were even more gloomy, flashing with indescribable murderous intent.