The moonlight is still the same, and the courtyard of the deep house smells unpleasant.

The lanterns danced lightly under the eaves, the firelight flickered, and the three people who were huddled behind the door and peeked began to chat.

Shen Qiu asked in surprise: "Guichun, you have good ears, what did you hear?" ”

Gui Chun held on to the door frame, promising that he would not plant it all at once, and shook his head and said, "I didn't hear it." Brother Qiu, your eyes are good, what do you see? ”

Shen Qiu frowned, "I saw the young master smiling at that little boy Song." ”

"What's this? They joke again. ”

Shen Qiu shook his head and took a breath, "No, the young master is like you look at Xiaokui in the East Chamber......"

Gui Chun walked up with a crutch, hit Shen Qiu's vital point, his voice was an octave higher, and he argued: "If you talk nonsense, I'll beat you." ”

Shen Qiu raised his hand and pressed Gui Chun's head, hehe smiled, "Isn't this to make it easier for you to understand." ”

Xiao Ran said coldly: "You guys have gone astray." ”

The two of them immediately stopped talking, making the appearance of "clairvoyance and ears", staring at the situation in the courtyard.

There was a dark fragrance lingering in the nose, and the thunder gently drifted over.

“…… The formation of the Dengzhou Navy Division this time will definitely recruit people from the Qingzhou Military Academy, and the opportunity for the little boy will come. Chen Ji raised his eyes and looked over, shrugged his shoulders, and there was a chill behind him.

"Do you have a way?"

"Of course, as I said just now, Comrade Lao Chen will be the pillar of the Qi Party in the next few years. It is not difficult for Xu Ge to sell face in front of him. ”

Song Qingming sighed: "Not to mention what Xu Ge Lao thinks, even if he can really respond to Chen Tong's judgment, have you forgotten that your old Chen is now patrolling the grain below." ”

Chen Ji's eyes rolled twice, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking, and after a while, he said, "Lao Chen's seals are all at home." ”

Song Qingming raised his eyebrows, and his voice was raised, "What? Are you going to forge letters? ”

Chen Ji bowed his head and didn't care much, "What's all the fuss?" It's not a forgery of official documents, and he won't take a lawsuit. ”

Song Qingming calmed down for a while, changed his perception of Chen Ji again, and said helplessly: "Cooperating with someone like you, this son is very worried." ”

Chen Ji didn't answer, and continued the old topic, saying: "Little boy, let's make a decision, whether it's the Lin family or the Zhanguo Mansion, I feel that I am already very sincere in cooperation!" ”

Song Qingming settled down and asked rhetorically: "I don't think there is any benefit to cooperating with you, at least as long as I am willing, the Lin family's support for me will not be too small, and the Zhan State Mansion ...... I don't really care! ”

Chen Ji nodded frequently, "I believe this statement." But if you agree to the Lin family, then the forces in the south will pour in, what does the little boy think? ”

"What am you doing with me?" Song Qingming spread his hands and said, "I'm a concubine who doesn't have a name on the family tree......"

"I don't believe that."

Song Qingming turned his head and took a sip of cold tea, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, that's what I think." ”

"Well, that's what you think."

"So we still have to talk?"

Chen Ji sighed twice, and said suspiciously: "It seems that there is no one." ”

Song Qingming got up and pressed his gaze down: "At least if you guess part of it correctly, I will sell you a favor." ”

Chen Ji looked up, "Please speak." ”

"This game is not small, what you just said is just a thread at most...... The real big roots, I personally think that Qingzhou is one, Liaodong is one, and Beijing is the most important one...... The bigwigs from all sides in the capital are dumping, and they are just affecting our pond fish! ”

Chen Ji pursed his lips and said, "I believe this." Standing up, he walked towards Song Qingming, "In the final analysis, it is just a concrete manifestation of the fall of imperial power and fierce party struggle." ”

Song Qingming's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "I really have some dry goods in my head." ”

Chen Ji smiled: "Remind the little boy." Today's Zhanguo Mansion can be in Qidi! ”

"Hey, you're threatening me?"

Chen Ji smiled but did not speak. The two of them talked all night, but they couldn't pierce the layer of window paper, let alone trust each other.

Chen Ji personally sent Song Qingming out, and he didn't forget to shout: "I ask you to help me bring a word, and ask them to wash their white necks and wait." ”

Song Qingming sighed and said freely: "The most sincere sentence tonight." ”

Chen Ji is noncommittal.

Song Qingming left.

Chen Ji, who returned to the compound, scratched his forehead with his fingernails, and was stunned: "What a mistake." ”

……

On the long street, the lights are deserted and there are few pedestrians. Song Qingming glanced back at Chen's mansion, spat out a turbid breath, and said sincerely: "It's a muddy person." ”

On the other hand, he didn't believe that Chen Ji could really just piece together a rough "guess" by relying on the few bits and pieces of words he heard in those teahouses and restaurants. Maybe the entire Qingzhou Mansion underestimated this "Chen Da Prodigal Son".

However, with his current embarrassing status, every chip cannot be lost, so if he really has to make up his mind to cooperate with someone Chen, he still has to "wait and see the after-effects". In this way, timing is even more important. Song Qingming's mind was chaotic, and he said bitterly: "I can't tell that guy's mind, how to pinch the right time." It's a muddy man...... Darn! ”

……

Chen Ji returned to the courtyard, and the three of them ran out from behind the door. Shen Qiu's eyebrows fluttered, waved the broom in his hand, and said: "If you hadn't stopped Gongzi just now, the ironclad broom would have whipped him......"

Gui Chun disliked half a step away, thinking back to the scene that rushed up just now, he was the first person to rush up with a broom.

Chen Ji was happy to see the three little guys having fun, and it was almost time, so he gave a look over: "Clean up, move a chair and sit down, I have something to say." ”

The three of them responded, were busy for a while, and sat down obediently. Chen Ji drank a sip of water and rinsed his mouth, and said with a straight face: "If you are kind, this son will not blame you." ”

As soon as these words came out, they set the tone for the rest of the conversation.

"Tan Ningwu's leg seems to have to be broken again, and his beloved father, who doesn't teach him, probably has to find a sack to set it up! It's time for the pastry shop to settle accounts. The grange outside the city is now out of farming, and it seems that some people will have to be invited to drink tea......"

"The people who swallowed my money and beat me, do they really think that the Chen family has a good tutor?" Chen Ji looked over and snorted, "Those girls in the yard who owe money, I will inform the old lady tomorrow, send the ones who should be sent, and eat the boards when they should eat the boards." ”

Xiao Ran raised his head and persuaded, "Childe, have you heard something?" ”

"Are you waiting to tell me?"

The three of them looked dumbfounded.

Chen Ji snorted: "Our yard doesn't bully outsiders, but we can't allow people to bully." This is always the first place, so my son will help you find it back tomorrow. ”

"Where's your field, Childe? You must have been deflated at Fuxue! ”

Chen Ji smiled angrily and raised his hand to fight, "You are the fastest." The field over there is a bit big, and it can't all come openly, but it has to be secret. ”

"Why is it in the dark? Childe, will you? ”

"So this son asks you to take care of our belongings, there are too many places to use money!"

"Huh?"

Chen Ji nodded, looking at each other, so he was not ashamed: "Why are you tossing and turning things that can be solved with money!" ”

“……”

The three of them were speechless.

Chen Ji's tone drifted over, and he felt that he couldn't reveal his old background anymore, so he began to rush people to rest.

The three of them got up and carried the stool back to the house to the eaves, Shen Qiu turned his head and said curiously: "Will the son go back to school tomorrow?" ”

Chen Ji replied: "No." ”

"Oh, so what are we going to do tomorrow?"

When Chen Ji heard this, he had a bad taste and shouted: "Save the earth, will you?" ”

The three little guys were really frightened, and they let out a weak sigh.

Chen Ji rubbed his nose, sneezed, and added: "Tomorrow we will go to the pastry shop and ask Shopkeeper Lin to taste the osmanthus cake I developed first!" ”

Shen Qiu turned his head and answered: "There is no osmanthus ...... at this time."

Chen Ji is helpless, and he is used to demolishing the stage.

Shen Qiu shrunk his neck, noticed the "concern" of the little friends around him, and hurriedly added: "We pickled a jar last year......"

Gui Chun raised his hand and slapped it directly at Shen Qiu's head.

Chen Ji glanced over and laughed.

In the spring light, the night is clear.

——

Soon after, the matter of Qingzhou Mansion School reached the ears of the prefect Hou Houcong, and he sent someone to call Professor Zhou Lao to interrogate, knowing that the matter involved the prince of the Tongfu Mansion, and the current requirement must be strictly investigated. Zhou Siyuan then asked if he could report to the promotion of the great master of academic politics at the same time, and Hou Houcong thought for a moment and approved the matter. Later, the two exchanged some opinions on the mansion, and chatted until before dinner, when Zhou Siyuan left the mansion.

Hou Houcong is nearly half a hundred years old, his temples are like frost, and there are not too many traces of time carved on Guozi's face. After sending Zhou Siyuan away, Governor Hou paced a few laps, hurriedly called someone to prepare a sedan chair, and went home in a rage.

A quarter of an hour later, the Hou prefect got out of the sedan chair, began to roll up his sleeves when he entered the door, glanced at the club-like objects that could be used in the courtyard, and asked the servant who greeted him in a cold voice: "Hou Mingyu is back?" ”

"Back to the master, the young master is back, and he is reading books in the house!"

Governor Hou sighed, walked straight to the corner of the courtyard, tore off a branch and waved the air a few times, and said lightly: "Lead the way." ”

“…… Sir, Madame is waiting for dinner! ”

Governor Hou glanced at him coldly, "Tell the kitchen to heat it up again." Then he didn't prune by hand, and went to the backyard angrily. The servant secretly screamed that it was bad, and invited someone to pass on the lady, and he Ze followed the prefect Hou, and said loudly: "Master, slow down!" Young Master Wen Shu! ”

Hou Houcong was helpless, this loud voice shouted, wasn't it in Wen Shu. It's okay to shout, anyway, I'm going to beat me up tonight.

So he waved the branch in his hand again, looking for a feeling.

The servant who followed behind was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, rubbing his hands along the way, anxiously looking at whether there was a lady in several corridors.

In the deep house in the inner courtyard, the young boy suddenly got up, listened intently for a moment, and hurriedly pulled out the hand stuffed in the maid's clothes, grabbed a book with the residual frankincense, closed his eyes and shook his head in meditation.

The handmaid with crimson cheeks snorted roughly, with a little eagerness, and said in a crisp voice: "Young master......"

Hou Houcong has already entered the door.