32. Work under his nose

Although Suo Huan stayed in the Wuyin Pavilion every day as if he was in prison, fortunately, Feng Qiwu did not treat him harshly, and allowed him to rest every three days, and he still went to the Wuyin Pavilion on this day, but if he wanted to go out and go around, it was okay, as long as people followed him from afar, he didn't run around.

Every day, as soon as Suo Huan arrives at the Wuyin Pavilion, the chair is not yet hot, and he is so uncomfortable that he twists and turns, like a long needle on the chair surface, and in a moment, he will throw off the book, put on his coat and jump out, just like the loose horse, the bird out of the cage, where can he be collected, until he has a meal, he will never come back.

"Hello old man!"

“……”

"My husband stays here every day, so patient!"

“……”

"Husband, I'm leaving!!"

“……”

No matter how much the old man guarding the Silent Pavilion ignored it, Suo Huan's mood would not be affected in the slightest, he smiled like the New Year, stretched out his hand to greet the servants waiting at the door, and went away happily.

Suo Huan stood on the wind and rain bridge, looked at the swimming fish that flickered in the water, and muttered to himself: "There is so much water in your prime minister's mansion." No one answered him for a long time, and when he looked back, he saw that everyone was standing far away, standing with their heads bowed and not moving. Suo Huan beckoned them over and asked, "What else is new in your prime minister's mansion?" ”

One person replied: "Red Forest Garden, Hundred Beast Garden, Seven Star Pool, Wash Rouge, Linghuazhou." ”

Another person replied: "The falling sun and snow, the cold and summer line, the merman crying the moon, and the song Qingqiu, we don't know." ”

Suo Huan knew that he would definitely not be able to go, so he didn't like that, and just said: "It's good to hear the name, but I don't know what it looks like?" Tell me what to say, starting with the Red Grove. ”

"The Red Forest Garden is a flower garden, the Hundred Beast Garden raises many animals, and the Seven Star Pond is a string of pools......"

Listening to this pale description, Suo Huan rolled his eyes and hurriedly stopped him: "Okay, I know." He grabbed a handful of stones and looked at the water in a daze, and suddenly asked, "Do you know how to swim?" ”

The two servants looked at each other and nodded together.

Suo Huan was so forgetful that it was noon when he returned to the Silent Pavilion, passing through the corridors, passing through the doors, and when he entered his room, he was stunned - he saw Feng Qiwu sitting in his seat, flipping through those letters.

Frightened him, he immediately accepted the joy, and greeted him: "Prime Minister, shouldn't you be worth it today?" ”

In addition to last year's festival, Feng Qiwu has two menstrual holidays in January, respectively on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, today is neither the first day nor the fifteenth day of the new year, why is he sitting here?

"The cabinet is fine, and the official will come back early." Feng Qiwu said lightly: "I don't know if I don't come back, Suo Huan Gongzi is quite able to shop, I can't think about it." ”

He was angry...... Suo Huan's mind quickly turned several ways to make people happy, for fear that his only time to let off the wind would be taken away.

"Come here." He closed the notebook and looked at Suo Huan.

Suo Huan's heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered that Xilai had a big temper, and if the people below annoyed him, he could call people over with a smile, and then slapped him in the face, making sure that he would twist people in a circle.

- This adult, you can't do the same trick, right?

I was afraid to be afraid, but I had the courage to pass, but I heard Feng Qiwu ask: "Is it really boring here?" Suo Huan didn't know what he meant, bit his lower lip, and said, "It's not ...... It's just big and empty, and there's no sound yet, so it's scary. ”

Feng Qiwu looked around and said, "This is specially for you, don't you like it?" ”

"I like it!" Suo Huan hurriedly changed his words: "It's empty, it's good!" ”

He nodded, looking deeply appreciative, "The Silent Pavilion is quiet, and this official occasionally comes here to sit. ”

Why don't you come here every day!

Suo Huan lowered his eyebrows and smiled, carefully reminding himself of the difference between himself and him: "There is a dossier hidden in the Wuyin Pavilion, and it is enough for adults to smoke one casually to pass the day, but Suo Huan can't." ”

Feng Qiwu thought for a while and said, "What else, continue." ”

"And ......" Suo Huan pondered for a moment of embarrassment and asked, "Don't you think it's a little cold here?" ”

Feng Qiwu was wearing a satin robe with a fur collar, wearing deerskin gloves, and holding a hand stove in one hand, and then shook his head very embarrassedly to show that he didn't think so.

"Empty, cold, and what? Said it all together. ”

Listening to his tone, as if he wanted to meet his own requirements, Suo Huan knew each other after all, and he really didn't have too many requirements, so he said truthfully: "No." ”

"Really?"

"Not anymore!"

Feng Qiwu smiled, got up and said: "Cheng, you will be the first today, and from tomorrow you will go to the official study, and there will be no complaints. ”

Suo Huan watched him leave, and looked down to see a silver-white hand stove sitting on the table, which was very eye-catching on the dark table.

It's - I can't even forget this!

The leaky pot is not full, and when it is not enough, Suo Huan wants to go back to Biluo Garden earlier, and he is not worried about worry. He put down his pen and called as usual, "Come in." After a moment of silence, the waiter pushed the door open and entered, closing it tightly.

Seeing the subconscious closing of the door, Suo Huan couldn't help but smile in his heart. Whenever he wanted, in order not to delay the time, he would always call him in earlier, today...... He got into the habit of closing the door casually.

"Don't be busy laying out the paper yet, I didn't read a few words today, I just asked you to come in and just ask you a few words. Where are you on an errand? ”

After waiting for a while, and not hearing the waiter's answer, Suo Huan had to continue to ask: "Honorable name?" ”

The man still didn't speak, Suo Huan sighed helplessly, and said with a smile: "Except for the fact that you gasp twice when you insert it, you are a dead person at other times, which is not interesting." Anyway, I won't be here tomorrow anyway, and I don't have a chance to see you again if I know how you're doing. After speaking, he got up and bowed uprightly, and left with his hands clenched.

A gust of wind rushed in through the window, blowing the notebook on the desk to the point of turning pages and making a loud noise.

From beginning to end, the waiter didn't say a word, didn't move a step, and when the footsteps behind him were finally too far away to be heard, he ran to the desk, pressed his hand on the notebook, and his lips couldn't stop trembling.

On the second day, Suo Huan had just gotten up, and there was a word from outside that the Feng guards were waiting outside, and they were busy dressing up and going to the hall, and they saw Feng Lin sitting on a chair eating tea.

Feng Lin saw that he was wearing a cloak and scattered, so he hurriedly got up and urged: "You hurry up and clean up, I'll send you to the adult's study!" He was together, the gold-scaled armor on his body and the saber collided with a very cold and hard sound, the red cloak almost fell to the ground, the mask of the same color as the armor was obliquely covered the door of his head, and the small cluster of mink tails on the golden crown of finch's wings swayed incessantly.

With such a neat formal dress, it must be to escort the prime minister into the court, Suo Huan didn't dare to procrastinate, called the two maids to fetch water, got into the bedroom by himself, grabbed a handful of green silk combs to the top of his head, and tied the cloth strips to do the job.

He was in a hurry, he didn't even eat, Feng Lin told him not to be afraid, even if he was hungry, even if he called someone, the subordinates had already been ordered, and they didn't dare to snub him. Suo Huan listened, his attention was all on the snow-white placket exposed above the phoenix lin's breastplate, there was a phoenix butterfly embroidered with gold thread, with a strong sense of concave and convex, and if he looked closely at his mask, there was also a phoenix butterfly hidden, carved with extremely fine lines.

Such a pattern has become a symbol of identity alongside the dragon and phoenix, and ordinary people cannot use it.

"What do you see me doing?" Feng Lin's hand shook in front of his eyes.

Suo Huan smiled, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Lord Guard is so heroic!" I thought: But it is not in accordance with the etiquette.

- Feng Qiwu is ranked as the third duke, and the shelf is very big, and a whole formation of imperial city guards has all done his personal honor guard, if he goes to a farther place, he will also send the city guards to clear the streets. Usually in the court, Feng Lin rode a high-headed horse to open the way, and dozens of people behind him wore armor and wore armor, holding soldiers in their hands, bright and swaying, cold, and slowly moving forward with a green sedan chair with eight lifts, and ordinary people saw it from afar, needless to say, they consciously hid.

Feng Lin looked down at this body, he didn't think there was anything, obviously he was so used to it, he was afraid of missing the time, the steps were getting bigger and bigger, Suo Huan couldn't keep up, for fear of misleading him, he could only follow behind with a riveting breath.

When he arrived at Feng Qiwu's study, Feng Lin only told him not to move things, and immediately left in a hurry, no one in the room was watching, which was really reassuring.

In fact, Suo Huan didn't dare to touch it, he looked around, it was not as big as he imagined, but it looked a little cramped because of the lot of things, the row against the wall was full of bookshelves, full of books, some new and old, and even bamboo slips. There is a guqin in the corner of the room, fingers brushed, some dust, obviously not touched for a long time, or just a decoration, there are many long-necked pot-bellied bottles in the room, or ice cracks, or celadon, about half a person high, all with large and small scrolls, the window is full of green plants, but the leaves are shrunk, looking listless. After going around in circles, he didn't find anything that made him want to "move".

A prime minister, or the first assistant, this is too shabby, even Qingdai's study is better than his.

Suo Huan turned around again, completely lost his freshness, and sat down at an old wenge table, on which were those calligraphy, which were placed as they were yesterday. He glanced at the much larger desk on his left, and couldn't help but smile wryly—from now on, he would have to work under his nose.