said that he was familiar, but he hadn't seen him for ten years, and Shui Han still recognized him at first sight, just because he was almost exactly the same as his father back then.

This man was first his cousin, then he became his brother-in-law, and then he left his country forever, never to see each other again.

Watching the tall back of the man walk farther and farther away from the crowd of people, gradually disappearing into the brightly lit gate of the sect, Shui Han closed his eyes, and the handle of the horsewhip in his hand had broken into pieces and fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes but didn't move, because someone else would follow.

At some point, Shui Han's carriage drove away, and a coachman in Tsing Yi who was similar to him drove a blue and green silk cart to occupy his previous position.

After the banquet in Dechang Palace, Empress Xu took the crown prince, the second prince and the third princess back, and Fu Yuchen accompanied Dingguo Gong to walk on the boulevard outside the palace wall of Dechang Palace, keeping a considerable distance from their people.

A series of palace lamps hung on the wall of the vermilion palace, looking from afar, like a string of dark night pearls, the dim light through the sparse branches and leaves of the poplar trees, imprinting mottled shadows on the gold-brick paved path.

Fu Yuchen walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and his handsome face seemed to become gloomy in the shadows.

Fu Yunzhang finally couldn't help it, and said in a low voice: "She has already been to the Teaching Workshop Division twice, and my old face has been lost-"

"Is she under the banner of the Duchess of the Kingdom?" Fu Yuchen interrupted Fu Yunzhang's complaint.

Fu Yunzhang: "......"

Fu Yuchen stopped talking.

has such a biological mother, the most embarrassing thing is that he is right, he doesn't say anything, and his father can only hold back.

After sending Fu Yunzhang to the guest house of the imperial study to rest, Fu Yuchen returned to the imperial study.

Fu Gui was waiting under the corridor of the study, and when he saw Tingyu and others coming over with Emperor Qingping, he hurriedly bowed his hand.

When Fu Yuchen passed by him, he said lightly: "Come in!" ”

The imperial study is wide and empty, and on one side is a place for correction and folding, and on the other side is a place for seeing people, but it has never been separated.

After Fu Gui entered the study, he stood quietly on one side.

Fu Yuchen entered the study, cleaned his hands under the service of listening to the rain and watching the snow, and then sat down after the red sandalwood painted gold inlaid luodian bookcase, took a sip of the tea offered by Su Yan, put down the porcelain tea cup, and then looked at Fu Gui: "Say it!" ”

Fu Gui silently saluted again, and reported: "Hong Hui has already confessed, saying that the Duchess of Dingguo gave her a jewel-encrusted bracelet, promising to let His Majesty accept her as a concubine when she becomes the queen mother in the future, but only asked Hong Hui to help find a map, saying that the place shown by the map is the grave of the Duchess Guo's mother's father." Hong Hui said that she thought that Your Majesty often read and wrote in the dormitory of Fuyun Palace, so she felt that this matter was quite simple, but the reward was rich, so she agreed. ”

Fu Yuchen didn't believe that there was such a stupid person in this world, and such a stupid person could actually pass several tests to enter the Fuyun Hall to wait.

He looked at Fu Gui and said in a deep voice: "Don't let out a little noise, continue to interrogate Hongyuan." ”

Fu Gui replied "yes" and retreated.

The study fell silent again, and the Western gold self-striking clock on the side "clicked" and walked, and the sound was exceptionally clear.

Fu Yuchen picked up the teacup and slowly drank the tea in the teacup, and then asked, "Who is the cabinet on duty at night?" ”

The waiter who was standing on the side listened to the report of the rain: "Your Majesty, it is the turn of Chen Jin, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, to be on duty at night in the cabinet today. ”

Fu Yuchen looked at Jin Ziming on the side, and said after a while: "Go to the cabinet and have a look!" "Jingxi Xinghuaying was originally his other village, because this year's Kaifeng Fuxiang test as a pilot added a moment of miraculous skills, so Xinghuaying Beizhuang has now gathered a lot of skilled craftsmen who came to participate in the Kaifeng Fuxiang trial of Qiji. Yesterday, Fu Song came to report that some craftsmen had made a self-striking bell, some craftsmen had made a pressure well that could press out groundwater, and some craftsmen had made a fire oil bomb that could be used on the battlefield......

Since Chen Jin, the examiner in charge of the Qiji examination, is in the cabinet, he happened to talk to Chen Jin about the specific implementation of the township test Qiji examination.

Shui Han, who changed into a green coat and was easy to look at again, stared at the gate of the Teaching Workshop Division.

Seeing that the Yuan family, who had changed into a purple gauze hat and gray purple robe, walked out of the gate of the Jiaofang Division with the support of Hu Meiniang, Shui Han's carriage immediately drove out of the carriage pile and crossed in front of Yuan and Hu Meiniang, and the beautiful coachman dressed as Shui Han said loudly: "Lady, take the villain's car, it's very cheap!" ”

Seeing that Mrs. did not object, Hu Meiniang opened the car door and helped Mrs. to get into the car.

When she got to the car, she knocked on the carriage and whispered, "Go to Xipu Street." "The back door of the Dingguo Mansion is on Xipu Street.

The carriage swirled around and slowly drove to the bluestone street.

Hu Meiniang approached Mrs. and said in a low voice: "Madam, who will be the person who followed us on Madao Street last time?" ”

Yuan said coldly: "It's not sent by Fu Yunzhang's color embryo!" ”

Hu Meiniang was a little puzzled: "...... Then why didn't he stop ......"

A sneer appeared on Yuan's delicate makeup: "Probably because I am His Majesty's mother-in-law!" "If the things she did are known, the most embarrassing thing is Emperor Qingping, Fu Yunzhang has always regarded his son as more precious than his own eyeballs, and he will definitely try his best to cover it up and not let people find out.

Thinking of this, Yuan began to think about how to connect with his son.

What made her feel helpless was that this son's temperament had no resemblance to Fu Yunwen and Fu Yunzhang, two cousins, and it was too cold and difficult to approach......

Hu Meiniang also seemed to think of this question, approached Yuan's family, and asked in a voice like a gnat: "Madam, Your Majesty...... Whose son is Your Majesty? "She has been with Madame for more than 20 years, since the time of the Teaching Division, but she has not figured out whose seed is Madame's only flesh and blood.

Yuan said leisurely: "As long as I can be sure that my son must be surnamed Fu, what does it matter if the others are different?" She just doesn't want to say it, even the closest Mei Niang.

Sitting in front of the carriage, the cold sideburns were already wet with sweat.

He controlled the reins of his left hand and shook for a moment, then returned to normal, and decided to keep all the words he heard in his stomach, and never mention them in this life.

At the same time, Shui Han made a decision: the lives of the two women in the carriage could not be spared, and even if His Majesty did not give the order, he would do it himself.

The night of the Double Ninth Festival is destined to be a tense night, but the Fuyun Hall of Kunning Palace is warm and calm.

The vast courtyard of Kunning Palace is hung with countless air death wind lanterns, so that the poplar forest on the right, the bamboo forest on the left, and the corridor, gardenia bush and moon flower garden in front of the Fuyun Hall are all shrouded in the white light of the air death wind lamp.

On the floor in the center of the main hall of the Fuyun Palace, there are several brocade stools, on which are sitting two rows of court musicians, who are playing the "Autumn Sound of the Saiwai" with instruments such as sheng, flute, lyre, se, flute, huqin, flute and drum

In front of the musician is a large four-season landscape embroidery screen, behind which Xu Cancan lazily leans on the pillow and leans on the brocade couch, listening to this music concert that is said to be the highest level of Daliang.

Fu Xi and Fu Quan were already asleep, and only Fu Rui was with Xu Cancan at this time.

Fu Rui's soft body lay on his mother's chest and listened quietly.

Although Xu Cancan made a look of listening attentively, she actually couldn't understand it, and she began to wander after listening for a while.

While planning in her heart to see the Yuan clan tomorrow, she stroked Fu Rui with her hand, but felt that something was wrong.

Xu Cancan raised his fingers and found that his fingertips were wet. She subconsciously put her finger in her mouth and licked it, tasting that the taste was salty.

At this time, Xu Cancan was sure that Fu Rui was crying. She carefully observed Fu Rui, who was lying on top of her and listening to music, and found that Fu Rui was really crying silently.

Xu Cancan hurriedly hugged Fu Rui and hugged him, took a silk handkerchief to wipe Fu Rui's tears, and asked in a low voice: "Ah Rui, what are you crying about?" ”

Fu Rui's small phoenix eyes were soaked in tears, and he looked very pitiful and cute, he sobbed and whispered, "I want to cry...... He listened to this music, and only felt that he was the only one in the world, his father, mother, and younger brothers and sisters were not around, and the emperor Dingguo was not around, and he was the only one between heaven and earth, and he only wanted to cry and shed tears.......

Xu Cancan didn't expect that the future generation of heroes cultivated by Fu Yuchen was actually a person with a very good musical comprehension, and he couldn't help but think of the Tang Ming Emperor in history, and he was immediately very worried: in case Fu Rui became an artist emperor like Emperor Tang Ming and Song Huizong in the future......

She didn't dare to imagine it, thinking that if that was the case, Da Liang would definitely lose the country.

What Xu Cancan can't imagine now is that thirty years later, she and Fu Yuchen lived in seclusion on Kongming Island, and Da Liang, under the leadership of Fu Rui, the crown prince of the prison state, completely unified the Eastern Continent and became the most powerful country in the world.

And in her mind, the kind, gentle, and sentimental son Fu Rui is the highest, most ruthless, and most shameless generation of male lord Yanning Emperor in the history of Daliang.

The author has something to say: there is a disease called renewal obsessive-compulsive disorder, and indifference to me is the severe patient of this disease

I really want to chop my hands!! O(∩_∩)O~