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"My lord, it's late at night, so let's rest early!" The old man on the side filled the oil lamp with firewood and anointing oil, and watched the tired master carefully remind.

"Alas!" With another light sigh, Gong Zhongxuan shook the bamboo slip in his hand a few times, and sighed helplessly: "There are so many things pressed on my heart, where can I sleep......"

"But, you haven't slept soundly in the past few days! It's important to take care of your health, my lord. Besides, don't you have a year to prepare for these things? ”

Stretching out his hand and waving it lightly, Gong Zhong said lightly: "You, if you have the heart, help me deal with the affairs in this house, and don't worry about the rest." Obviously, he was not willing to explain the troubles of these things to a man who did not understand military affairs.

Placing the bamboo slips that gave him a headache when he looked at them, he stood up on the tabletop, and sat for a long time to make him feel uncomfortable and sore.

Lao Zai's gaze always wandered back and forth along Gong Zhong's extravagant figure, watching his master walk towards the door, Lao Zai's lowered head shook slightly, these things couldn't help him after all.

With a "squeak", the door was opened by a hesitant Gong Zhong.

Exhaling a long breath, he let the howling wind blow on his body, because the coolness that seeped in through his clothes seemed to keep his body quiet for a moment.

"My lord, why are you so troubled, it's windy outside, what if you get a cold." I don't know when the old man who came out looked at Gong Zhong with an eager face.

How many years have passed, if he hadn't been so stubborn and strong, this head of the family might have lived more freely and melliably than now. But if he didn't have that stubbornness and strength, would he have come to this point?

Without any answer, Gong Zhongxuan just looked up at the moon in the sky that appeared and disappeared under the dark clouds, the pale and faint light, just like himself at this time, so powerless in the face of this troubled world.

"Go, get ready." I don't know how long it took him to say such a sentence for no reason.

"Huh?" Lao Zai, who was standing quietly on the side and was a little dazed, was obviously stunned for a moment, and then understood, "Your Excellency, it's so late, you still want to go out?" ”

"Go ahead, it's not too late."

didn't ask again, the old man knew that if he asked again, he had to prepare the car as well as he should go, and he had to go the same way, in short, as long as it was what he should do, if he said it, he would definitely go all out.

After a short time, the old man came back again, bowed down and whispered, "My lord, the carriage is ready." ”

In the moonlight, two figures walked out of the tall gatehouse with hurried and dense steps.

With the support of the coachman, Gong Zhong stepped into the carriage in a big step, the corners of his mouth squirming slightly, and he said softly: "Go, Xiangguofu." ”

"Yes." The coachman respectfully responded, and without saying a word, he directly raised his whip and urged Ma Linlin to leave.

It wasn't until the shadow of the carriage completely disappeared into the night that the old man returned to the mansion and slowly closed the gate.

……

The Gongzhong Mansion is not far from the Shen Mansion of Xiangguo, and the carriage travels slowly at night, but it still doesn't take much time.

After getting out of the carriage, the coachman put down his whip and went to knock on the door, after all, it was not good to let Gong Zhongxuan come in person.

In the Shen Mansion, Xiangguo's housekeeper hurriedly came over to open the door when he heard the knock on the door, and the master who dared to come to the door in the middle of the night was definitely not easy to mess with, as a housekeeper, he naturally knew this, and he didn't dare to slack off at all in his steps and movements.

"The villain has seen the elder man. I wonder what it means for adults to visit late at night? The door on one side was opened, and the butler raised his leg to cross the high threshold, and saw that it was Gong Zhong who hurriedly smiled and saluted outside the door.

"I don't know, Lord Xiangguo can be in the house?" Gong Zhongxuan hurriedly asked.

"My lord is in the mansion, but ......" said this, the housekeeper showed a tangled look, looked at Gong Zhongxuan, and said softly: "But my lord has already slept, and said that if the eldest man comes, let the little one persuade you to go back, and discuss something early tomorrow morning." ”

Slightly stunned, Gong Zhongxuan gently closed his eyes, unable to speak for a long time, and after a long time, he looked at the housekeeper who was full of embarrassment, and sighed softly: "Alas! Even so, I'll have to bother again tomorrow. ”

"Let's go, go home." Turning around, he called the coachman, and Gong Zhongxuan returned to the carriage weakly.

After watching the carriage go away, the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion locked the door again, and trotted all the way to the door of the study that was still on, "My lord." ”

"Come in and talk about it." Shen Buxian's voice came from the room.

A lit oil lamp was on top of a wooden table, and in a copper basin next to it were scattered pieces of charcoal that had been burned. Shen Buxian was looking intently at a book of bamboo slips.

Although it was only autumn, after all, it was very old, and the wind outside was strong today, and the temperature dropped sharply, so the brazier was simply lit in the house.

"As you expected, the elder came just now." Closing the door and slowly walking in front of Shen Buxian, the old man bent over and said softly.

"Hehe, if he doesn't come, that's a strange thing." While reading the last few columns of small characters, Shen Buxian laughed helplessly, and said lightly: "Don't look at the fact that there is still a year before Fa Wei, but there is no clue about what was arranged for him, this person is categorically quiet." Go down and rest, and go out early tomorrow to meet you. ”

"Yes."

……

The wind blew all night, but the next morning, the sky was clear, and no one seemed to remember how sharp the wind had been last night, except for the leaves that blew everywhere.

The butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion really got up early in the morning, but not long after he opened the door of the mansion, the extravagant carriage of the prince appeared in front of him again.

After saluting, after the two of them were simply polite, Gong Zhongxuan, who had something in his heart, asked directly: "It's a little early, I don't know if Lord Xiangguo has gotten up?" ”

"Oh, I'm already up, and I'm waiting for the lord in the house." The butler said as he stepped aside, stretched out his hand, and said, "Your Excellency, please." ”

In the guest room, Shen Buxian sat on the futon on one side of several cases, and on top of several cases was a pot of fragrant tea that had just been prepared.

Outside the house, Gong Zhongxuan came to the door under the leadership of the housekeeper, pushed open the door, and the housekeeper stretched out his hand to salute: "My family is waiting inside, and the elder is please." ”

When Gong Zhong entered the room with his legs raised, the butler gently closed the door outside.