Pan An, the chief butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who had been busy for a whole day, walked back to the room with shallow steps after finally confirming the warehouse, and when he passed by the Prime Minister's study, the lights had been turned off inside, and it was dark.

Pan An couldn't help but smile, this was a rare thing in the past, the master's room was often lit by candles all night, and the approval was until dawn, and it was very rare to have two or three hours of sleep a day.

Today, everything has changed, and it is getting better and better.

Recently, the Prime Minister was in a very good mood, and ordered Pan An to buy some antique calligraphy and paintings in the West Liuli Factory in Shangjing City, and studied them carefully every day.

When the Prime Minister first got the magnifying glass, his eyes were puzzled and his expression was wonderful.

Pan An smiled and demonstrated how to use it, and gently handed it to the master.

Pan Chunwei frowned, picked up a magnifying glass with one hand, and took a look at the calligraphy and painting.

Pan An obviously saw that the prime minister of the Great Wei State was trembling and was frightened, in the past, these new things that flowed from the Western Regions to the Central Plains were regarded by the prime minister as strange and obscene skills, and they could not go up to the stage, but now the prime minister is slowly changing, from the subtleties.

Coughing lightly to hide his embarrassment, the shock on the Prime Minister's face was suppressed, and then he was gloomy for a while, and put the magnifying glass on the table: "Chen Xian's eyes are not good, if you have this gadget, it will be much more convenient to read." It's a pity, even if he lives. I can't afford it either. ”

Pan An knew the master's mind, and he also knew that after the Xuanwumen incident, he was already disheartened. This kind of discouragement has nothing to do with itself, but about others, His Majesty died, Chen Xian died violently, Xiahou Xiangyang died in battle, Xu Xiao didn't ask about the world, and the people of their generation went away. The self-stigmatized reputation of General Xiahou, which should have been passed down through the ages, was a great blow to Pan Chunwei, and he persisted and struggled for many years. Suddenly there is no foothold and induction, and resigning and returning to his hometown has become the best choice.

Therefore, at the last moment of retreat, Pan Chunwei recommended three people to his increasingly unfamiliar son-in-law Zhao Shuo. One is Lin Qianyi, who is a county official in Xiangxi. One is a scholar in Liaodong who is a county prince, and the other is Hong Xiuyu, and commented on the three of them, hesitated for a long time, before leaving the imperial study, Pan Chunwei said: "Although the three of them are young, they are all pillars of talent, and they will definitely contribute to the prosperity of the Great Wei." Of course, when you kill, you must kill. But. Your Majesty should be merciful in the future, and if you can spare three lives, it is better to leave one life. ”

In the past, the Prime Minister would only say the former sentence and not the latter. He had already changed his address to Zhao Shuo to His Majesty.

But what happened to him, the prime minister half went into hiding, closed the door to thank guests, and studied antique calligraphy and painting.

The imperial court has not issued a holy decree, it is the prime minister himself who has removed himself, if he insists, who can move the prime minister above the huge court? Not even Zhao Shuo.

Pan An was also surprised to find that the begonia in the study that was about to dry up and die came back to life, becoming more and more fat and tender, and it suddenly became clear in his heart that he must have watered it himself by the prime minister who did not allow idlers to enter the study, which was also a terrible thing in the past, and the busy official business would not give the master a little leisure and elegant free time.

The Xiongnu have not been destroyed, the West Liang has not been pacified, the Great Wei State is still full of holes, many deficiencies, Pan Chunwei's lifelong wish for the world to be happy has not yet been realized, but the Prime Minister has no concern.

How many romantic people are reluctant to be powerful, but Prime Minister Pan Chunwei can retreat from the highest part of the court without any delay, which is much more romantic than most people.

Compared with being more and more leisurely, Pan An saw that the relationship between the old master and the young master was getting closer and closer, which was even more gratifying.

In the past, in the eyes of the young master Pan Renmei, the prime minister was a flood beast and a thunder pool disaster, he was cowardly when he saw it, and he was frightened when he didn't see it, and his calves and stomach trembled just thinking about it.

The young master's change was slightly earlier, after King Xiliang made trouble with the Prime Minister's Mansion, although he did not become a good young man who was serious and diligent, hard and self-disciplined, but some bad habits in the past were also deliberately eliminated by him.

Especially after Lin Wan'er went to Xiliang, Pan An could clearly feel Pan Renmei's self-improvement, she used to write "Witch Lin Wan'er" for pleasure, and later in order to write this romance legend novel, Pan Renmei did a lot of homework, and studied many famous works, although it was suspected of being pretentious, but even Ji Yun, a scholar who read Wei Caotang, commented that "it's a little interesting." ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the young master Pan Renmei has someone in his heart, but the prime minister realized it later, and one day he saw Pan Renmei stunned in front of him, recalling his words and deeds after seeing him when he was young, and he suddenly realized.

Then, the dignified prime minister was entangled, he wanted to talk to his son very much, communicate, and see if he could help a little, such as relying on his prominent status and family affairs, he personally came to the door to ask the girl for marriage, but every time the words came to his mouth, he didn't know how to change his words.

He had never taken the initiative to care about his son, and now he wanted to make amends. He knew that his status as the prime minister was a burden to Pan Renmei, if a child from a poor family such as Lin Hanlin was easily recognized, but if the son of the prime minister's family obtained fame, it would not only be as simple as it should be, but would also be slandered and speculated.

Sometimes, the world is not good, and the human heart is bad.

All this was seen by Pan An, and he was anxious in his heart, and he couldn't watch this father and son talk every time, and they couldn't see each other frankly.

Therefore, the loyal old butler of the prime minister's family seized an opportunity to lock the prime minister and the young master in the room, threw the iron key into the small lake in the back garden, and basked in the sun with his hands behind his back.

In the room, Pan Renmei stood cramped aside, her eyes staring at her toes, not daring to look around.

Pan Chunwei sat on the Taishi chair behind the table, since he ignored the affairs of the court, the square chair was also replaced with a comfortable Taishi chair, with one hand brushing his beard, his eyes looking at the books, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding, it seemed that he was looking very carefully and carefully.

The sun moves, and time passes. There was silence between father and son.

Pan Renmei, whose legs were already numb, reached out and rubbed her legs and feet when her father was not paying attention, all of which was seen by Pan Chunwei. Speak up: "Are you tired? ”

"Not tired, not tired at all." Pan Renmei hurriedly said that some fears have existed since childhood, and they cannot be eliminated in a few words.

Pan Chunwei stood up and sighed: "If you're tired, it's okay to say it directly." In order to show the image of a loving father, he also personally moved a chair for Pan Renmei.

Pan Renmei knelt on the ground with a thud: "Father." The child knew he was wrong. ”

Pan Chunwei was puzzled: "What are you wrong?" ”

Pan Renmei was stunned, yes, I haven't done anything wrong recently. Why did I admit my mistake, probably because I was used to it, and I couldn't change it for a while, and my father was angry. Kneel first. The second is to admit the mistake, as for what is wrong, who knows: "Where the father says the child is wrong, the child is wrong." ”

Pan Chunwei suddenly couldn't help laughing, maybe he was too strict in the past, which made Renmei so afraid, and helped Pan Renmei up: "Renmei, my father has been busy with official business for many years. Neglect of your discipline and have been idle lately...... Discover your ...... It seems that I have someone I like in my heart. So my father wants to ask you...... Which girl is it? ”

Pan Renmei was dumbfounded, was it so obvious that he thought he was hiding such a good thing, he thought about it, plucked up the courage and said, "Father, can the child not say it?" ”

Pan Chunwei was stunned again, the domineering character above the court couldn't be changed for a while, and his brows wrinkled uncontrollably.

With another plop, Pan Renmei knelt on the ground again: "Father, the child knows that he is wrong." ”

……

Later, no one knew what the father and son were talking about, and in the evening, Pan An was about to open the door, but found that the door had already been opened.

Pan Renmei can't read and write, but he has a hand in picking the lock and picking the door, Pan Chunwei is upright on weekdays, and he is most unaccustomed to seeing the things of flies and dogs, chickens and dogs, so Pan Renmei didn't dare to show it, but that day he opened the door with a head rope tied to his head like a trick.

Since then, Pan Chunwei and Pan Renmei have a close relationship, and Pan Chunwei often urges Pan Renmei to express her heart to the girl quickly, so as not to regret missing it. Pan Renmei always nodded in agreement, but there was no movement.

In recent days, Pan Renmei in Pan An's eyes is like an ant on a hot pot, in a state of anxiety, nervousness and excitement, fidgeting, as if planning something important, this evening, Pan Renmei hurriedly burned out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Pan An saw Pan Renmei's back, shook his head and smiled, and wondered in his heart that the young master was going to confess.

It's late at night, and I still don't see the young master coming back, could it be that he was rejected and drank alone? Could it be that there is really a girl in the capital who does not eat fireworks in the world, and will refuse to be a son of the emperor's relatives and the prime minister's family? Except for Lin Wan'er and Chen Nuonuo, who are talented girls who can't be treated with common sense, with the appearance of the young master and the bonus of "Witch Lin Wan'er", there will be no woman who can't take it.

Pan An thought about it, and walked to the door of his room with the lantern, and glanced back at the huge Prime Minister's Mansion, which was deserted, the young master really needed to marry a wife and have children to add Ding to the Pan family.

Blowing out the lantern and candle, Pan An pushed the door in, and slept with his clothes, which has become the habit of the old housekeeper, and he can get up in time to deal with some troublesome things.

The night is getting deeper and colder, and the wind is blowing from outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, blowing through the hall and alley, and blowing the small lake in the back garden, quiet and peaceful.

"Knock knock......" There was a quick and anxious knock on the door, which was extremely harsh in the night.

Pan An, who had just fallen asleep, got up vigilantly, and did not complain at all, this kind of thing has become commonplace in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and some major matters in the court that cannot be handled need to be dealt with by the master in the end.

Before going out, Pan An straightened his clothes, opened the door, took out a large and surprisingly large iron key from a long string of keys around his waist, inserted it into the lock hole, and with a crisp bang, the big lock of the house door opened, opening the heavy door.

There was a panting eunuch standing in front of the door, Pan An had seen it, this father-in-law often went out of the palace to announce decrees as His Majesty's close attendant, surnamed Sun.

"Grandpa Sun, what's the matter at such a late hour?" Pan An turned to the side and made way for Grandpa Sun.

Grandpa Sun took a breath of relief, stretched out his slightly upturned orchid finger, and slapped his thigh heavily: "Steward Pan, something big has happened, the miscellaneous family wants to meet the prime minister, quickly, quickly, quickly......"

Pan An had never seen Grandpa Sun so nervous, so he hurriedly led Grandpa Sun to Pan Chunwei's room and knocked on the door gently.

There was no echo for a long time.

Grandpa Sun was anxious, didn't care about anything else, and slammed on the door: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, wake up, something is wrong, something is wrong, something is wrong......"

Pan Chunwei, who had not slept peacefully for a long time, now fell asleep with a pillow, and in the haze he heard someone knocking on the door, dragged his heavy body to get up, opened the door, and saw his grandfather Sun with an anxious face, and had a rare humor: "Grandpa Sun, can't the sky fall?" Even if it collapses, there is still a tall man on top of it, isn't it? ”

Grandpa Sun didn't laugh, but Pan Chunwei was amused by himself, this is a mantra that Renmei often chants, which used to be boring, but now it is very interesting to say.

"Prime Minister, don't be joking, hurry up and enter the palace with the miscellaneous family!" Grandpa Sun looked anxious, but when he was about to leave the palace, the second prince and the princess had told him not to tell the prime minister the truth, and everything had to wait for the prime minister to enter the palace.

Out of the house and in the carriage, Pan Chunwei is still reminiscing about the humor just now, it turns out that Renmei still has so many advantages, he used to be a little harsh on him, this child is not easy, he has no mother since he was a child, and Meimei has suffered a lot.

The children of prominent families also have their own troubles, which are not enough to be humane to outsiders, and even if they do, they will be said to be innocent and moaning, and they don't know what the hypocrisy of suffering is.

Many people in Shangjing City say that Zhao Feng, the son of King Jing'an, is a model of the prodigal son's return, and Pan Chunwei now feels that Pan Renmei is no worse than Zhao Feng.

Pan Chunwei found that Pan Renmei has many advantages, one of which is that he has a good hope for the world, which many people do not have, those who come from poverty will cherish life and be grateful to their relatives, but they rarely have gratitude to the world, on the contrary, there will be contempt and miserliness for the world after success, and the greater the suffering experienced, the more so.

Pan Renmei is different, he firmly believes that his mother is watching him from the sky, his brother-in-law Zhao Shuo will one day really like his sister, and his father will recognize him one day......

The carriage rushed like an arrow from the string on the streets of Shangjing, coming from the night, and then plunging headlong into the night and disappearing into the darkness.

(PS: Lan Ying is not the rich second generation, and neither is her husband, but I know a few rich second generations who are very tasteful, they are all very good people, sometimes people look at people with colored glasses, which is very bad, and make the same results, the children of poor families are easy to be recognized, and the children of rich families are easy to be suspected, and they think that people have shady scenes, Lan Ying feels that the world in the eyes of the rich second generation is sometimes more lively and brilliant than that of the poor. I remember one time, I went to drink a very famous tofu brain with a standard rich second generation with good roots, and the rich second generation said that he wanted to drink some wine and stop driving. Then I played, the rich second generation commanded the driver how to drive, but the master accidentally made a detour, the rich second generation quit, and the master had to charge him less money, the two quarreled for a long time, it was very funny, my husband couldn't stand it, so he went up and patted the head of the rich second generation, and yelled that there was something to do. There is also a rich second generation of women, who will always give a piece when they see someone on the street reaching out for money or begging, not much. There are also those who come up and ask for ten yuan, saying that they have lost their wallets and want to eat. The rich second generation will also give ten yuan. Lan Ying once taught, don't be deceived by this group of people, the family has money. The rich second generation replied, in case what people say is true, it is okay to be true once in a hundred times. Lan Ying is not as good as her, and most people are not as good as her. Don't discuss the behavior of this rich second generation of women, she said that this has nothing to do with right or wrong, just a small act of kindness, a choice of whether or not, give a dollar, not a knife, others can kill with a knife, if someone can take a piece to kill, it must be a hero, I promise it with my body. Lan Ying's jaw dropped in shock, this little girl actually said such a philosophical thing. (To be continued.) )