"Thunderbolt to death?"

In the study of Princess Yiyang's mansion, Quan Ce straightened his back and sat silently on the ebony stool, he was resting today, and he was called to the study early in the morning.

The owner of the study is his father, Quan Yi, the patriarch of the Tianshui Quan clan in Longxi, the Tianshui Quan clan is not famous, and the most famous clansman is Quan Wanji in the Taizong period, who was murdered for his direct admonition to Li You, the king of Qi.

Quan Yi's long face was thin, his three long beards were black and shiny, his light robe was slow, and his dim eyes stared straight at him, "The sister-in-law of the Xue family really died of thunder?" ”

"Yes, the lightning struck the carriage, the fire ignited, the horse died on the spot, and the guards with him, six people were killed and fourteen were injured" Quan Ce said very smoothly, these words were said again when the official was waiting for the edict, and her expression at that time was as subtle as that of her father in front of her.

"You're the only one unscathed?" Quan Yi asked the question that Shangguan Wan'er didn't ask, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Quan Ce calmly explained, "Yes, my son took on a heavy responsibility for the first time, and he was timid in his heart, and the East Inner Garden was verdant, and in order to save everything, his son fell far away on the rear road and survived"

Quan Yi stared at him for a long time, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and showed some tiredness, "That's it, I'm too worried for my father, you are a yellow-mouthed son, how can you have the ability to predict thunder and lightning, this matter is okay for you, retreat"

Quan Ce's heart relaxed, he withdrew in a proper manner, and walked past the window, and a long sigh came from the study.

After a moment's hesitation, he walked through the hanging flower door in the lobby and walked to the backyard.

In the memory of the predecessor Quan Ce, his eldest son was mediocre and cowardly, and his father did not value him, he had younger brothers and younger sisters, and his mother was more focused on the general affairs of the house and the two little ones.

There is a courtyard from the front hall to the backyard, there are rockeries and living water in the courtyard, covered bridges and paths, flowers are splendid, the weather is thousands, it is a miniature version of the garden.

The backyard is home to three positive two pairs of two ears and seven rooms, vermilion lacquer straight edges, earthy yellow glazed tiles, the corners of the ridge on both sides of the arch, each has a pair of owl kisses, Linlin mansion, the rules are neat, the front of the house is clean, there are only two phoenix tail bamboos, two sycamore trees that three people hug.

"Sister Sihua, is my mother there?" Quan Ce arched his hand to the big maid standing at the door, she is the housekeeper, and the four big maids Siqin, Siqi, Sishu, and Sihua are the right-hand men of Princess Yiyang.

"I've seen Da Lang, Da Lang don't want to be polite, slaves can't stand it, including the princess, I was still talking about you just now" Sihua hurriedly avoided it, squatted down and made a thousand blessings, lifted the door curtain, and turned sideways to guide him in.

Quan Ce entered the inner hall, passed through the layers of curtains, and saw Princess Yiyang sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, bowing and saluting, "The child meets his mother"

Princess Yiyang raised her head, walked slowly to him, took his hands, and looked up and down, "Da Lang is suffering outside"

"Mother don't worry, the child is fine" is not very comfortable, the face of the princess Yiyang in front of her is like a silver plate, plump and fair, not tall, combed with a three-ring bun, wearing a big red hat, dark blue and purple edges, plain waist seal, light blue to cover the knees, red waist rope decorated with golden tassels, not like a person over forty years old.

"It's okay if there's nothing to do, the captain of the in-house is in the palace, countless pairs of eyes are staring, and there are many calculating people, you are young, you can't cope with it, so let's resign" Princess Yiyang pulled him back to sit in front of the case, tears in her eyes, "In the end, it's all the mother's incompetence, which has caused my son to be aggrieved."

Quan Ce's heart was warm, "Mother has said it, the birth is more graceful than the sky, the child will be clothed and eaten when he lands, and he will walk in the palace at the age of 15, all thanks to his mother's blessing, the child is only grateful, and there is no grievance."

Princess Yiyang's eyes flickered, she turned her face to wipe away her tears, and took Quan Ce in her arms and patted it gently, "Okay, my son is old and sensible, I will arrange for the deacon in the house to take care of it, and you can rest in peace for a few days."

Quan Ce repeatedly said yes.

At this time, another big girl, Siqin, came in with a row of people in green clothes and small hats, seeing that they were all holding abacus account books, which should be the account room, Quan Ce was held by Princess Yiyang, and she was so uncomfortable that she took the opportunity to leave.

As soon as I came out of the inner courtyard, I saw a pink boy, surrounded by a circle of male and female servants, walking deep and shallow.

When the big black grape-like eyes saw him, they giggled first, broke free from the nurse's hand, and ran towards him, looking at the posture, and was about to fall if he couldn't stabilize a few steps.

Quan Ce hurriedly stepped forward and fished it in his arms.

"Brother" tender voice, with a sweet smile, grabbed his collar and fiddled, this is his half-brother, named Quan Zhu, four years old.

"Erlang is a lot heavier, breakfast is available?" Look at him as well-behaved and cute, the power is benevolent, and he is soft-spoken.

Quan Zhu is small, but he speaks smartly, "Use it, greet my mother"

"Well, Erlang's filial piety is commendable, go ahead, just don't make noise, disturb your mother" Quan Ce admonished him and handed him over to the nurse, but Quan Zhu refused to let the nurse hold him, struggled to get off the ground, walked on his short legs and walked by himself, Quan Ce saw him enter the door, and then turned around and went back to his yard.

His courtyard is in the middle of the west road of the inner courtyard of the princess's mansion, there are two pairs of two ears and five rooms in the front, and there are two rows of side rooms on both sides, connected by corridors, the courtyard space is sparse, the ground is paved with bluestone slabs, there are two inverted trapezoidal flower beds, planted with chrysanthemums and pomegranate flowers, the pomegranate flower flowering period has passed, only the twisted gray-brown branches and dense green leaves remain, the chrysanthemum is in full bloom, last night the wind and rain hit, the petals withered.

Quan Ce stood in front of the arch with his hands behind his back, looking at this small world, which was considered a luxury compared to the forty-square-meter small apartment that he had saved for half his life.

"Da Lang is back, why don't you enter the door? You are back to coincide, Sister Daisy stewed the soothing soup, almost it's okay to "come to the Tsing Yi hat, the beard is unshaven, a smile becomes a squint, naïve and cute, his long follower Quan Zhong, the right family servant."

There are a total of 6 subordinates in his courtyard, as well as a long attendant Quan Li, two maids Daisy and Durian Brocade, a scholar ruler, and a guard Shazha Fu, who is a Baekje person.

Quan Ce stepped into the door, pointed to the open land on the side of the road, and "get a stone and carve two big characters"

"Ouch, Da Lang is wise, our yard should have a name a long time ago, you are the eldest son of the princess's mansion, the gold is very expensive, there is a name, the small one is also harder to go out, the ruler, the ruler, the pen and ink are waiting, the big man wants to write" Quan Zhong stomped his feet again and again, and greeted people with his throat.

Qi Su is a boy about ten years old, dressed as a Taoist priest, with cheeks and meat, and a pill on his head.

Quan Ce picked up the brush in his hand, and at this moment, everyone in the courtyard came over, looking at his hand.

"Unnamed? Dalang, did you choose a name for our yard? Qi Su blinked, a little confused.

"Qi Su Mo Hu said, Da Lang said whatever he called, what a good name, very elegant" Daisy whispered softly, covering the front of the skirt, leaning down to dry the ink.

The tower-like sand charm picked at the back of his head, "It's good, it's just a little awkward, it's not cool."

"Of course, there is nothing you can do with your horizontal knife, you dance with guns and sticks every day, and you still think about being a general" Durian Jin glanced at him, and he was ridiculed, Sha Zha Fu smiled, holding the horizontal knife at his waist and not letting go.

"Da Lang, I'm going to buy marble lettering" Quan Li, who was silent next to him, moved like a rabbit, grabbed the word paper, ran out of the old man, and robbed Quan Zhong's work, he was not annoyed, and muttered in his mouth, "This guy is relying on Lao Tzu in the account room, and it is convenient to pay the money, otherwise I won't let him"

Quan Ce raised his eyebrows and walked to the study, where Daisy brought a soothing soup and served him to drink.

Kwon Chung muttered non-stop.

"Da Lang, the name of our yard can't be sloppy, the master will give the name of Erlang's yard in two days, we are the elders, how can we not let people press over"

"The host came back from the Double Ninth Festival, and his mood was not good, it was said that he went to visit the Dongguan County Prince, and the porter did not know anything, so he closed the door"

"There is a wealthy businessman in the eastern capital, who comes to dredge and ask for officials, and the opening is money, and the main mother sent someone to Zhang Luo for a long time, but there is no result"

Quan Ce's eyes closed slightly, listening quietly, listening to Quan Zhong's voice getting smaller and smaller, and glanced sideways at him, "Gone?" ”

"Without the big man, the little one knows his mistakes" Quan Zhong knelt on the ground like his little daughter-in-law.

Quan Ce chuckled, "What's wrong?" ”

"Da Lang doesn't like to listen to these trivial things, and the small ones don't change after repeated teachings" Quan Zhong drooped his head, very frustrated.

"Get up, I like to listen, and I'll inquire about the outside when I have time," Quan Ce waved his hand.

"Hey, the little one must do his best" Kwon Chung's pleated face smiled into a chrysanthemum and ran out of the door happily.

Kwon took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair.

Li Rong, the prince of Dongguan County, closed his door, and his father did not enter the Li family's royal resistance camp, and he could still rescue one or two.

Wan Guan money, his mother asked him to resign from the position of lieutenant, is it a piece of compassion, or is it to collect money?

"Da Lang" came into the study with a ghostly head, sweating profusely, bulging in his robe, and took it out, a thick stack, all of which were books, "This is the book you want" hesitated, and persuaded weakly with a raised face, "If you are free, you can also flip through these books"

Quan Ce was indifferent, and Qi Su was just a routine, so he didn't listen to it and stopped persuading, so he went out to close the door and keep it outside.

"The Book of Ink", "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", "Hug Puzi", "On Balance".

Quan Ce couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head and sighed, "Squeamish and weak, otaku attributes, technology enthusiast, you were born at the wrong time."

I threw these books away and looked at the books suggested by Qi Su, "University", "Tao Te Ching", and "Maha Prajna Sutra", all of which are orthodox books of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

He hesitated for a moment and pulled out the Mahaprajna Sutra.