There is a reason for the emperor and the Marquis of Xuanping to leave the palace, and it is not surprising that they will meet the old marquis.

I just ran into it in advance.

The three emperors went to a nearby ...... Theater.

That's right, it's the theater.

Everyone knows that Xuanping Hou is uninhibited, loves beauty and loves to listen to dramas, he often goes in and out of here, but no one knows that this is originally the industry under his name.

The three of them entered the wing, and the little servant outside closed the door.

The emperor wore a wound on his head, and he was half dead of pain, and when he sat down, he said impatiently: "Long story short! How's it going? ”

The old marquis didn't dare to slack off, bowed his hand, and said: "Back to Your Majesty, since the news of the minister's return to Beijing spread, the minister's whereabouts have been targeted. ”

"The Zhuang family?" The emperor asked.

Xuanping Hou grabbed a handful of melon seeds.

The Emperor glared at him.

"Ugh." The melon seeds were not allowed to be eaten, His Majesty was so angry that Xuanping Hou reluctantly put the melon seeds back.

The old marquis nodded: "That's right, today the old minister went to the temple, and King Anjun quietly followed." ”

The emperor frowned: "He actually followed you himself?" ”

The old marquis didn't feel strange: "His guards and ministers all know him, so he can only take risks by himself." ”

It is not easy to find the king of Anjun, on the way to the old marquis almost did not notice, it was when he came back that the king of Anjun got into the carriage a little earlier, and then the old marquis found out.

As for why he messed up, the old marquis didn't know.

When it came to business, the emperor's face became a little serious: "What about the whereabouts of the Queen Mother?" But have you got an eyebrow? ”

The old marquis speculated: "The minister thinks...... The Queen Mother may have entered Beijing. ”

The emperor's brows furrowed even tighter: "Why do you say this? ”

The old marquis said thoughtfully: "Although the dealer is still pretending to be looking for the queen mother, the speed of their search is much slower. Moreover, when King Anjun left the capital, he was ostensibly accompanying his sister to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but in fact he was inquiring about the news of the Queen Mother along the way. After that, King Anjun later returned to Beijing in the name of the township test...... With all due respect, the king of Anjun is still young, and he can't afford to give up looking for the queen mother for a imperial examination. ”

The emperor pondered for a moment, feeling that the old marquis's words were not unreasonable: "So you think that when he returned to Beijing, it must be because he found the queen mother?" But since you found it, why don't you let the Queen Mother return to the palace? ”

When the Queen Mother returned to Beijing, she was more afraid of the emperor's side, and the Zhuang family held a heavenly card in their hands but did not play, what kind of routine is this?

The old marquis pondered: "This...... The minister was also puzzled. Maybe...... Is it that the Queen Mother's leprosy has not been cured, and they are secretly treating the Queen Mother? ”

When the Empress Dowager Zhuang contracted leprosy, they all thought that the opportunity to overthrow the Empress Dowager Zhuang had come, but who expected the Empress Dowager to escape by herself.

If they dare to say that Empress Dowager Zhuang left the palace without permission, Mrs. Zhuang dared to ask in public whether they had murdered Empress Dowager Zhuang.

They didn't dare to block the wins and losses, so they had to use a roundabout strategy, claiming that the Queen Mother had a sudden illness and went to the palace to recuperate.

Then they intentionally or unintentionally let the dealer find out the news - the Empress Dowager Zhuang escaped with leprosy.

The Zhuang family also tabooed that this disease would ruin the reputation of the Queen Mother, so they held it down and looked for the Queen Mother in private.

The two sides achieved a delicate balance for a short time.

But this balance will be upset one day.

If Mrs. Zhuang really finds the Empress Dowager Zhuang and cures the Empress Dowager Zhuang, then the day when the balance will be broken between the two sides is not far away.

The distance from the medical hall to the nunnery was not close, and there was a delay on the road for a while, and when Gu Jiao returned to Bishui Hu, it was already twilight.

A bright glow on the horizon fell on a red wall and green tile, blurring a warm orange light.

When Gu Jiao walked into the alley, she really felt like she was going home.

She had never experienced this feeling in her previous life.

In her previous life, she lived beside her parents for a pitiful time, and she was blank and indifferent, without the slightest warmth of home.

A home is nothing but a place to live.

But now it seems to have a new meaning.

She longs to come back after a busy day, to see the people in the house.

It's not that she's never tired, she's just used to being tired, and no one will hurt her anyway, so it's useless to be hypocritical.

"Jiaojiao!"

The voice of the little clear space interrupted Gu Jiao's thoughts.

The little one sat on the threshold again and waited for her.

He had fallen in the morning and wept with tears in his eyes, but now he ran towards her and threw himself into her arms.

She was about to pick him up, but he shook his head and said, "No, Jiaojiao is so tired." ”

He resisted the urge to hug and took Gu Jiao's hand.

"Does your leg still hurt?" Gu Jiao bent over to pull his little trouser leg.

Xiao Jingkong shook his head: "It doesn't hurt!" ”

In fact, it still hurts a little, but Xiao Qingkong's coquettishness is based on the premise of not increasing the burden on Gu Jiao.

"Sister!" Gu Xiaoshun heard the movement at the door, threw down the half-done carpentry work at hand, and rushed out like a little monkey, helping Gu Jiao to get her small back basket, "Give it to me!" ”

Gu Xiaoshun insisted on holding the small back basket in her hand, and carefully put her small medicine box into her east room.

Gu Yan was originally working for a small clearance in the yard to shovel chickens and poops, shoveling his seven holes to smoke, he didn't have a small net to spare, and he didn't Gu Xiaoshun quickly, and finally saw his sister, her beautiful face was so black.

Gu Jiao was amused by his appearance.

Gu Yan turned his back awkwardly.

Gu Jiao went to coax him.

It's hard for others to coax him, but it's not easy for Gu Jiao to be him? Gu Jiao pulled his hand, and he lost all his temper.

Yao came out of the stove house with a plate of freshly steamed cakes, and when she saw her daughter, her eyebrows were full of tenderness: "Jiaojiao is back?" I just made some snacks, cleared the air, and went to see if my aunt woke up? ”

"Okay!" Xiao Jingkong loves to go to my aunt's house to check the room, and I can always find something, and I am full of a sense of achievement!

The little clearman snorted and ran to the old lady's house.

The old lady was holding a jar of candied fruit and eating it with a sigh of relief.

The old priest sat across from her speechlessly, just watching her eat all afternoon.

Is it so edible?

How many years has he been hungry for you?

"Auntie!" The little headroom clad and ran over!

The old lady stuffed the candied jar into the old sacrificial wine with lightning speed.

The old sacrificial wine looked at the jar that suddenly appeared in his arms: "......"

You've pinned me here all afternoon just for this moment?

The old sacrificial wine didn't want to carry the pot, so he immediately returned the jar to the old lady.

The moment Xiao Jingkong entered the house, what he saw was that the old sacrificial wine stretched out the candied fruit jar in front of the old lady, and the old lady held her hands in her arms, with a firm and refusal on her face!

The old lady snorted and said, "I said I wouldn't eat it, and it's useless for you to coerce and lure!" ”

Old Sacrificial Wine: "......"

So was the half jar of candied fruit eaten by a ghost?

Can you still have a little face and consciousness after the demon of the country?

The old sacrificial wine sighed.

It's no wonder that Ah Heng is relieved to take the demon queen with him, and the way the demon queen looks now, he really can't pose any threat.

It's just that he suffered.

Day by day, he was either robbed or carried a black pot, and his old age was miserable!

However, after saying goodbye to Gu Jiao, King Anjun went to the hospital first and ordered a batch of gold sore medicine from Miaoshoutang.

I her off today, take care of her business and coax her.

After that, King Anjun rode back to his house in a carriage.

Mrs. Zhuang was already waiting in the flower hall.

Because of the affairs of the Queen Mother, Mrs. Zhuang has worried a lot, and everyone has aged a lot.

"Grandfather." King Anjun entered the house and saluted.

Mrs. Zhuang glanced at him on the ground, and said in a calm tone: "Why did you come back so late?" Tracked all day? ”

King Anjun lowered his eyes: "No, I bought something on the way back home." ”

Mrs. Zhuang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled: "Is there anything unusual about his whereabouts?" ”

King Anjun replied: "He went to look at the repaired rope bridge, and he should be looking at the quality of the rope bridge." ”

The rope bridge was repaired by Gu Houye, and it is said that Gu Houye recently let the old Hou Ye beat him up miserably, and he was recuperating at home behind closed doors, and it is reasonable for the old Hou Ye to go to check the rope bridge for him.

But the old marquis is by no means a simple general, he is a brave and resourceful old man, and he is counting things ten steps away when he takes one step.

Mrs. Zhuang suspected that the old marquis beat his son on purpose, in order to be able to check around openly on the pretext of doing things on behalf of his son.

After all, there are too many things in the Ministry of Industry, all over the major corners of the capital, and the old marquis will not be suspected if he appears anywhere.

Of course, it was someone else, not Mrs. Zhuang.

Mrs. Zhuang frowned suspiciously: "Just looked at the rope bridge?" Didn't do anything else? For example, who do you see? What happened to you? ”

I met Concubine Jing by chance...... and Gu Jiao.

King Anjun's hand, buried under the wide sleeves, grabbed the hem of his clothes without a trace: "He walked around the temple and didn't meet anyone. ”

Mrs. Zhuang touched his beard and pondered: "This is strange, could it be that he really went to inspect the rope bridge?" ”

King Anjun lowered his eyes.

An Jing quietly did not answer.

For the first time in his life, he lied to his grandfather.

King Anjun has always been obedient, he sent him to Chen Guo as a hostage at the age of eight, he didn't complain a word, and he worked hard for the family all these years, and Mrs. Zhuang didn't suspect him of lying for a while.

Mrs. Zhuang waved his hand: "You go down, Old Marquis Gu is very vigilant, you are only afraid that he has been discovered by him once today, next time you don't go, I will change someone." ”

"Yes."

King Anjun saluted and walked out of the flower hall.

"Brother!"

When passing by the Weeping Flower Gate, Zhuang Yuexi suddenly walked out from behind the big tree.

King Anjun looked at her, then looked back at the flower hall and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

Zhuang Yuexi's beautiful eyes were all him: "I'll wait for my brother." ”

"I'm tired, let's go back to the yard first." King Anjun said physically and mentally, and passed by Zhuang Yuexi.

Zhuang Yuexi's eyes chased after him, and he stepped forward and said, "Why doesn't my brother tell the truth?" ”

King Anjun paused, and looked back at her vigilantly.

Zhuang Yuexi was aggrieved and puzzled: "My brother obviously saw the old marquis and ......"

"Shut up!" King Anjun shouted sharply, Zhuang Yuexi.

Zhuang Yuexi was stunned.

King Anjun is a beautiful young man who is as gentle as jade, and he has an innate gentleness and upbringing in his bones.

Rarely did he speak so harshly.

"You're stalking me?" His brow was cold.

Such an Anjun King is undoubtedly unfamiliar, but in fact, this is the real him, who survived the countless intrigues and tricks of Chen Guo.

"I didn't." Zhuang Yuexi was frightened by such an Anjun king, and hurriedly shook her head, "There is no class for girls today, Mengdie asked me to go to incense, I don't believe my brother to ask her." ”

"She saw it too?"

"She didn't."

Zhuang Mengdie's straw bag, only caring about worshipping Buddha and eating fasting food.

"If you want to tell grandfather, go ahead." After the king of Anjun finished speaking tiredly, he left without looking back.

Zhuang Yuexi's heart hurts.

She wouldn't tell her grandfather.

How could she be willing to let her grandfather punish her brother?

She just didn't understand why her brother was hiding it? Afraid of causing trouble to that woman?

It's her, it's she who makes my brother change.

My brother began to lie to my grandfather, began to murder her, and began to become less like my former brother.

It's all that woman who did it!

Zhuang Yuexi's fingers clenched little by little.

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The old marquis was finally punished by the emperor.

The emperor punished him quite heavily, although the old marquis beat himself unintentionally, but he almost beat the little divine doctor on purpose.

It was precisely because the emperor felt the pain of this whip that he could vividly imagine what would happen if he hit the little divine doctor.

Xuanping Hou was also punished.

The old marquis and the marquis of Xuanping were both military generals, and whipping them was the same as tickling, so the emperor punished them for copying the military book.

Punishing military generals for copying books is the same as punishing Wenchen for beating boards, both of which are painful.

The old marquis knelt in the side hall of the Jinluan Palace, looking at a table of military books and brushes, his head was big!

Xuanpinghou threw the brush on the table without being salty.

Copy the dog's eggs!

Find your son!

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