Chapter 8: The Residence of the Son of Heaven

The people who came had the appearance of Pan An, the voice of the empty valley, the breath of Lanzhu, and vaguely felt a kind of imperial power. There is no doubt that this person is the current saint Su Jianyu.

Although it was the first time to see Tianyan, Chun Ge did not panic, only to see him get up, straighten his clothes and pants, and look like a little adult, and then respectfully made a junior salute: "Uncle is well." ”

Chun Ge did not pay a big salute to pay homage, and it can be seen from Youjun's official uncle that the emperor still values Chun Ge's father very much, and that Shu Ping has already given Chun Ge a hint that the emperor and Guan Peng know each other very well. If you treat each other with the courtesy of the Son of Heaven at this time, you will be disgusted, so it is better to be a smart junior honestly.

"I like your gift." At first, listening to Chun Ge talking with Youjun outside the house, Su Jianyu admired this old man's son very much, and now Chun Ge's series of actions, the corners of his mouth rose deeper, and he said straight in his heart, this child is on the road, really on the road.

"I don't know if my uncle likes this tea?" Chun Ge took another cup, and the action of making tea was smooth, without a trace of mortal dust. But it's also strange, the father of Chun Ge and his uncle are well-known celebrities, and the essence of tea is brewed, under the influence of this environment, anyone can increase the tea-making skills for more than ten years.

Su Jianyu's eyes flashed with rare doubts, his friendship with Guan Peng can be described as a teacher and a friend, Guan Peng's set of tea skills, he knows it well, but Chun's kung fu is not only the shadow of Guan Peng, but also the set of a Qingliu Sima Shu decades ago.

"I'm young, but the tea ceremony is quite deep," Su Jianyu smiled a little meaningfully.

What Chun Ge wants is this sentence: "It's not that I'm boasting, my tea ceremony is really remarkable." After finishing speaking, he pretended to smile mysteriously and said, "My hand, but my father and my uncle's are one, and they all sigh to themselves?" Chun Ge looked very proud, but behind the pride was the inquiry he knew.

The person Chun Ge inquired about was the book boss, and as soon as that person left, there was no news, and Chun Ge didn't know anything about him, even if he was as anxious as fire, he was helpless. Only by knowing the real name of the book owner can you make a plan.

Fortunately, Su Jianyu really knew such a person, and after thinking for a while, he asked: "Your uncle's method is similar to Mr. Sima Shu's?" ”

"Sima Shu, is it a book of books?" Chunge asked.

"No, it's comfortable Shu, but he's a scholar, and he calls himself a study. You may not know that this person's name was more than 30 years ago, and there has been no news recently. Saying that, Su Jianyu's tone showed a taste of nostalgia, which showed how loud Sima Shu's name should have been back then.

"Maybe my mysterious uncle is that Mr. Sima." Chun Ge appropriately gave the emperor who was immersed in his memories a little hope, and maybe he could get an unexpected surprise.

"Really?" Chunge's words really woke up Su Jianyu.

"If he wasn't an old grandfather, and he was good at Qingcha poetry and reading books like life, he would never leave ten" Chun Ge was in a good mood at the moment, according to his words, knowing this person, even if he collected the corpse, there was a corpse to collect.

"Then I'll be lively when I return to Beijing." Su Jianyu seemed to think of the situation in Beijing, and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.

"I wonder where my uncle is staying tonight?" Chunge got what he wanted and began to greet them.

"It's good to live in your house" The bored prince finally found the point to interject.

"If you are willing to come, I will let it go." Chun Ge seemed to be naughty, but said with great sincerity.