On this day, Li Jingsi and his entourage quietly left Niubei Village and headed in the direction of Zhenlong Mountain.

Mr. and Mrs. Li stood at the gate of the village, watching them leave.

"In charge, if our second dog is still here, it should be as old as that young man, right?"

Lao Li sighed and replied: "Almost, I hope God will bless him with peace and security, even if he can't go back to Niubei Village in this life, as long as he is well fed and warmly dressed, my heart will be steady, alas." ”

More than ten years ago, every time the couple went to the field to farm, they had to instruct the second dog who was sitting in front of the house to bask in the sun, so that he could take good care of the house.

And the stupid boy who was mentally incomplete would nod his head very seriously every time and reply loudly: "Hmm!"

Thinking of this, the tip of Aunt Li's nose was sour, and tears appeared in her eyes.

This country woman, who had just reached the age of not being confused, and had already faintly grown white hair on her head, wiped her eyes and said: "Today's wind is really strong, and the sand is blowing into your eyes. ”

Lao Li was stupid, he didn't know how to comfort his wife, he held it for a long time, and just patted her on the shoulder.

On the way back, Aunt Li began to complain non-stop, nothing more than small things such as the price of rice rising again and the salt shrinking again.

Lao Li naturally knew her thoughts.

The four distinguished guests from the capital stayed in their house for several days, although they did not make excessive requirements, such as that there must be wine and meat for each meal, but after all, there were four pairs of chopsticks at once.

Firewood, rice, oil and salt, what doesn't need money?

They are just countrymen who have farmed all their lives, and they not only have to pay the imperial grain every year, but also have to pay all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, how much savings can the family have left?

Lao Li sighed and said: "Alas, it's okay, the guests have just left, and you have started to complain, people are just borrowing for a few days, and they haven't been living in our house." Besides, Zhao Qian and Qiu Dong and the two of them, didn't they catch a lot of fish the day before yesterday and came back, and now there are a few left in the clay pot, why don't you say it?"

Aunt Li glanced at him and complained: "In charge, I didn't say you, after so many years, your ability to turn your elbow outward is getting more and more powerful." What's wrong with me complaining a few words, and I didn't ask them for money, even if I ask them for a few dollars, is it too much?"

Lao Li heard that her voice was a little louder than usual, so he shrugged his head and stopped talking, just buried his head and walked.

Over the years, the old couple has stumbled and stumbled like this, as long as Aunt Li's voice is a little louder, Lao Li will admit it.

Back at home, Aunt Li went straight to the yard, and Lao Li stayed behind to close the door.

Suddenly, a scream rang out in the courtyard.

Lao Li was startled, thinking that something had happened to his wife, so he pulled out his legs and ran to the yard.

Unexpectedly, he saw his wife holding a silver ingot, gnawing with her teeth, but she only gnawed for a long time, but she couldn't leave a trace on the silver.

Seeing Lao Li coming over, Aunt Li held up the silver with an excited face and said to him: "Master, look, it's ten taels of silver!"

Lao Li wanted to take the silver to chase after the four distinguished guests, and then return the silver to them, but he saw a piece of paper pressed with a clod of earth on the stone table.

Lao Li, who has never been to a private school since he was a child, only recognized a few words: "Rice money, thank you for your hospitality, don't read ......"

Lao Li remembered what the adult said before parting: "Good people will be rewarded." So he took the ingot with peace of mind.

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On the way to Zhenlong Mountain, Li Jingsi called the little scholar Qiu Dong over and asked, "Did you leave the silver two and the letter?"

The little scholar patted his chest and replied with a smug face: "My lord, if I do something, you can put a hundred hearts." I'm not like Zhao Gan, who is unreliable in doing anything. ”

He looked up at Li Jingsi's forehead and found that the pustule had disappeared, so he cautiously asked, "My lord, does it still hurt?"

Li Jingsi knocked on his head and scolded with a smile: "Little rabbit cub, lead the horse yourself, don't always trouble Zhao Gongzi." ”

"Master Zhao, you look down on him too much, he is just the lowest-ranking little minion in the Eagle House, how can he be called Gongzi by you?"

Unexpectedly, Li Jingsi frowned, and immediately stopped and said, "Autumn and winter, don't be rude, hurry up and apologize to Zhao Gongzi." ”

In fact, Zhao Qian was not far from their master and servant, and he had already heard their conversation clearly, but he didn't care about Qiu Dong's disrespectful words.

A little scholar who hasn't seen much of the world, what is the same knowledge as him?

Qiu Dong replied with some grievances: "Master, it's okay for you to scold me, and punish me, but let me apologize to Zhao Gan's little deflated three, forget it, I can't open my mouth." ”

only heard the crisp sound of 'pop', and there was immediately a bright red slap print on Qiu Dong's face.

"Sir, you ......"

The little scholar has been gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and since he entered the Li Mansion, he has never made a big mistake, although he is occasionally naughty and mischievous, and it is inevitable to be punished by his own master's palm, but he has never seen the master so angry.

Qiu Dong covered his hot cheeks, and tears flowed out of his grievances, he really couldn't understand, didn't he just bury Zhao Gan's guy for a few words, why was the master so angry?

The eagle leader Xu Cheng led the horse and stood aside, looking at this farce coldly, without the slightest intention of interfering.

If it was because of other things, Li Jingsi taught his scholar so much, maybe he would have compassion and say a few good words for the little scholar.

But since Zhao Gan was involved, Xu Cheng could only stand by and watch from the wall.

There is no way, although he is Zhao Gan's top boss on the surface, but in fact, Zhao Gan is his master.

Li Jingsi saw Xu Cheng looking like he had nothing to do with himself, and he was even more determined in his thoughts.

I saw him throw away the reins in his hand, kneel in front of Zhao Gan with a plop, kowtow and said: "Weichen has seen His Royal Highness the Prince, and I beg His Highness to spare his life for the sake of Qiu Dong's young and ignorant." ”

When the little scholar saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand why the old man knelt down to a little eagle.

Zhao Gan hurriedly helped him up and asked with a smile, "When did you guess my identity?"

Seeing that he had guessed correctly, Li Jingsi raised his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and replied respectfully: "When Wei Chen first saw His Highness, he felt that His Highness was a little different, but he never thought that His Highness would be the current prince, until he saw the reaction of Lord Eagle Head Xu just now, and then he vaguely guessed His Highness's identity. ”

The Eagle House is a very special existence in the capital, and it is personally governed by the old emperor Zhao Yan, so the five eagle heads of the Eagle House are all above the top on weekdays, and they don't even pay attention to the second-class members of the imperial court.

However, this Xu Yingshou has always been polite to Zhao Qian, although he occasionally scolded him a few words, but he was always up to the point.

Now that I think about it, these are just means for him to help Zhao Gan, the prince of Northern Confucianism, conceal his identity.

Zhao Qian laughed and said indifferently: "Master Li doesn't need to be so restrained, I am good buddies with Qiu Dong, how can I blame him for such a trivial matter?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Li Jingsi's back, and she didn't dare to come out.

The heart of the royal family is unpredictable.

I saw Zhao Gan kick the little scholar hard, and scolded with a smile: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, lead the horse yourself!"

Only then did Qiu Dong react, and quickly grabbed the reins and grinned at Zhao Gan: "Your Royal Highness, please help me lead the horse for so long, thank you." ”

Zhao Gan didn't take the shelf at all, poked his head, and said, "Whoever is with whom, there is no need to be so different." ”

Li Jingsi was relieved.

Xu Cheng, who has been watching from the wall, looked at the little scholar with envy.

The fate is like this, and the road can be expected.