At noon the next day, the snow finally stopped, and the breath was so cold that people felt that it was nine cold days, and the earth fire dragon was born in each room of the compound, and even the inverted seat room and back cover room of the girls and boys were also placed with mud braziers, guarding a large forest as Changqing Mountain, where can it be frozen.

After making a fool of breakfast, Zu Gongluo took the fierce son to ride a horse to Zhanggezhuang to find the wild goose book.

Since he came back from the capital, his mother and the emperor made him haunted, the reason why he rarely went to see Shanbao, it was not because he learned sporadic news from the mouth of Prime Minister Yu, the emperor wanted to kill Shanbao before, and now he still hates Shanbao, because the matter between him and Shanbao has been rumored, they are called mother and son, and to have a relationship is to lose humanity, of course the emperor does not allow Shanbao to ruin his reputation, and Zugong is slightly afraid that he will harm Shanbao because of himself, and he is also desperately thinking of a strategy to solve the troubles on Shanbao.

From Lei Gong Town to Zhanggezhuang, I arrived in less than an hour on horseback, and when I came to Yanshu's house, I saw an old iron lock hanging on the door.

The wild goose book was not there, and the grandfather fiddled with the old iron lock thoughtfully.

Mengzi didn't know what was so rare about this iron lock, and asked, "Lord Wang, should we go back or wait?" ”

Grandpa looked around, thinking that it was cold and there was no one else around, thinking about whether he should find someone to inquire, and then made a decision: "Aunt Yanshu has probably moved, let's go back." ”

Mengzi was full of suspicions: "How did the prince know that the old man had moved away from this Zhuangzi?" ”

Grandpa walked a little and looked back at the old iron lock: "The keyhole is rusty, which means that my aunt has been gone for a long time." ”

Mengzi also went back curiously to look at the lock, and sure enough, as Zu Gongluo said, he came back and smiled: "The prince has a good eye, but the small one doesn't pay attention." ”

Zu Gongluo also smiled, and said solemnly: "You are the Flying Tiger General of the Emperor's Qin, and you must not call yourself like this again." ”

Mengzi was a little ashamed, touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I am not allowed to be punished, and I suddenly became an official, which is quite uncomfortable." ”

Zu Gongluo has already recognized the stirrup and put on the horse: "If you want to make contributions, there are many opportunities, and only with an official can you have the opportunity to make contributions." ”

Mengzi finally figured it out, and said "yes" solemnly, and the master and servant left Zhanggezhuang on horseback and returned to Lei Gong Town, but did not return to the ancestral compound, but went straight to the bookstore.

The bookstore said that it was a business, but in fact, the business was sluggish, and when Zu Gongluo first built the bookstore, he only had a quiet place to read books, and he didn't expect to make much money here, so one or two customers patronized it every few days, and many people who came to buy books also secretly asked: "Is there a picture of the Spring Palace?" ”

Since Ruan Lang was hired as the housekeeper of the compound, Zu Gongluo did not recruit any more people, only Fu Bo was the only one to take care of here, and when he heard people ask about these, the old man glared at him: "I have poetry and books here, and I want to see the picture of the spring palace and go to the brothel, where there are big living people to show you." ”

The guest brushed his sleeves away.

Shanbao has heard of this, and Jian yì Zugongluo can sell some imitation spring palace pictures to make money.

Li Qingzhao asked: "What is the imitation spring palace map?" ”

Shanbao compared: "It is the kind that can only be understood but cannot be spoken." ”

Li Qingzhao still didn't understand: "What do you mean but can't be spoken?" ”

Shanbao squeezed his eyebrows and said: "It's the kind that throws flattering eyes and hooks small hands to listen to the piano through the window and listens to the piano through the window, which makes people endlessly reverie." ”

Li Qingzhao laughed: "You just say it's sultry, but I heard that the spring palace picture is not cheap, why do you say that men like to spend money to buy the spring palace picture instead of going to the brothel to find a girl?" ”

I haven't studied this good treasure, but after thinking about it slightly, it should be: "A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a maid, a maid is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is not as good as stealing, and it is better not to steal than to steal." ”

Li Qingzhao still didn't understand: "What kind of statement is this?" ”

Shanbao said: "This is also called the Pseudo-Spring Palace. ”

Li Qingzhao slapped his thigh: "I understand, the reason why you and Zu Gongluo have a good relationship is because you can't steal it." ”

Syllable! She was slapped in the head by Shanbao in a real way.

The bookstore still only sells Confucian classics, but those military books are privately owned by Zu Gonglue, who comes to drink tea and read books from time to time, and no one bothered him.

But he didn't come here to read a book, but to ask Fauber about something.

Fu Bo likes to play with flowers and plants, the weather is cold, he moved in the original garden in the flowers and plants pots and pots, the pruning has been trimmed, the watering has been watered, surrounded by the fire wall, the fire kang is also burning hot, the house is warm, the flowers and plants are growing very vigorously, he is looking at the Buddha Sang at this time and bloomed a few huge flowers, seeing that the grandfather has arrived, busy and said: "The prince is here." ”

Grandpa hummed slightly, and also asked the old man if he was always good.

Fu Bo smiled: "It's good to eat and dress every day, how can it be bad, I heard that King An's Mansion is about to be completed, if the prince moves, take these books away, save running back and forth." ”

Zu Gong shook his head slightly: "Just put it here, I like to come here to read." ”

Fu Bo's eyes suddenly moistened, and said: "The old slave understands that this bookstore is not profitable at all, and half of the reason why the prince keeps it is because the prince wants to give the old slave a place to live, in fact, the old slave can go to the compound to live." ”

Zu Gongluo handed over the horse whip and wind pocket to Mengzi, and then came over to hug Fu Bo and said: "You think about it a lot, this king is not like other people, build a bookstore outside to listen to books, build a garden to play, just like such a bookstore, isn't it okay." ”

Fu Bo said repeatedly: "Okay, of course, of course, the old slave is afraid of dragging down the prince." ”

Zu Gongluo took the old man to sit on the kang with him, and said: "Zu Jiabai eats a lot, not to mention that you still take care of the bookstore for me, what do you say is not a drag." ”

Fu Bo only hung his head with a smile on his face, and sighed with emotion, as the old saying goes, good birds choose trees and perch, and they have voted for the master in their lives, and they have no worries about food and clothing, and they are comfortable, and suddenly remembered that they had not given their grandfather a little tea, and hurriedly got up to boil water, but shouted to their grandfather: "I came here to ask you something." ”

Fu Bo turned back slowly, and stood respectfully in front of Zu Gongluo: "The prince asks, the old slave must know everything." ”

Zu Gong pointed slightly to the opposite side of him and motioned for him to sit, and asked, "Are you old this year?" ”

Fauber gestured, very proud: "It's almost eighty." ”

Zu Gongluo knocked on the kang table with his fingers idly, but he was thinking about things in his heart, and suddenly said: "At your age, you should know about my mother back then." ”

Fu Bo suddenly smiled and paused: "How did the prince remember to say this today." ”

Zu Gongluo's face was stern: "If you know anything, you must tell me, I won't tell you that the emperor and this king have recognized each other with blood, this king is the emperor's own flesh and blood, this king wants to know that it is another case, my mother her, how did it not happen." ”

Fu Bo uh-huh, he didn't say a word for a long time, the more he was like this, the more Zu Gongluo felt that he knew something, and asked, "Why didn't my mother have it?" It is said that she died of postpartum paralysis, but this king does not believe it, because when this king was five years old, he clearly saw a woman in the back garden, and this king felt that it was my mother. (To be continued.) )