The saint stopped talking.

Xu Yi stopped talking.

Wei Donglai was a little curious in his heart, and raised his head very much to take a look - what did this cold-faced and cold-hearted master think?

The opportunity to talk to the emperor alone, even if it is the emperor's son and grandson, is very rare!

The second and third two, one speaks in a consistent manner, and the other behaves coquettishly, not to mention a few princesses, who can't wait for the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, and commenting on the music to come to the emperor the day before yesterday, for fear that the emperor will forget himself...

This man is a strange one.

The saint does not speak, and he does not speak.

He was counting on the saint to find him a step and a way?

After the sage finished speaking, he looked at the fourth son again, thought about it, and raised his hand falsely, "Tell me, when you killed the Pei family's father and son, did you think about the way back?" No matter how bad the Pei family is, it is also the home of Danshu Iron Coupons, and there is also a second-room uncle who leads a high-ranking official in Jinwuwei. Be a human being, don't act impulsively..."

The sage paused.

Well.

He didn't say it well.

If you say who is impulsive, you can't say that the fourth child is impulsive.

The fourth child has been invisible, speaking and doing things very well, talking and doing things are very constitutional, few words are upright, quite a gentleman's style.

The sage turned his head, "When things are done, there must always be an aftermath." Tell me, what is your method of dealing with the aftermath? ”

Wei Donglai felt a sigh in his heart.

This is... Is the saint teaching the Son?

Or teach the fourth?

Xu Yi lowered his head and stood upright, and after hesitating for a while, Fang raised his head and looked at the emperor, "I thought about a three-step way to deal with the aftermath in the morning. ”

The saint nodded and made a "please" gesture.

"One step, capture the thief and capture the king first, and take the lead in attacking Jin Wuwei Zuo Xiaowei Pei Siguang, the Pei family is now the most popular with Pei Siguang, Pei Qilang dares to act absurdly, but also because Pei Siguang is in front. If Pei Siguang is too busy to take care of himself, he naturally can't take care of the news of his eldest brother and nephew. ”

"Two steps, disturb the audio-visual, Baishiguan is already a place of erosion and absurdity, the Pei family father and son were killed in Baishiguan, it is completely possible to scandalize this matter and publicize it widely, once the eyes are shifted, how they died, why they died, naturally it is not very important."

"Three steps, the disaster leads to the east, on the Sijue Mountain next to the Baishi Temple, there are often bandits, if this matter is detained on the bandits, the court can justifiably send Pei Siguang to send troops to suppress the bandits, and the Pei family will naturally get revenge, and the son can live in the background safely, not only can not have a bad relationship with the Pei family, but also can get through this bloody case."

Xu Yi said every word, without any waves.

The saint looked at him, when did he, the fourth child, who is often overlooked, grow into such a successful teenager?

"Then why don't you do it?"

The sage smiled, and there was a bit of banter in his tone, "I heard that you and Zhang Sanlang, the British duke, have recently gotten closer, and Zhang Sanlang's father-in-law is Shang Yushi. With this level of relationship, you can take the first step. The first step is down, and the second and third steps are good to go. ”

Xu Yi raised his chin, his throat moved slightly, lifted his robe and knelt down again, and really kowtowed three times.

"For a son is a son, and you are a father." Xu Yi buried his head, and his voice was very deep, "My son got into trouble outside and got into a fight, so he should go home and tell his father that he was beaten or punished, and his son was left to the family law." ”

The saint leaned back and his eyes moved slightly.

Wei Donglai once again restrained the urge to raise his head and slapped himself in the face.

They are all old men who have been in the palace for thirty or forty years!

I can't keep the rules of this idea!?

When the master speaks, do you have the right to raise your head?

Xu Yi didn't raise his head, his forehead was pressed against the ground, and his hand was next to his ear.

It took a long time to hear the voice of the saint.

"You've got it." There was no playful smile in the saint's voice, "You don't have to worry about this matter. ”

Xu Yi raised his head and looked at the saint with burning eyes.

The sage saw the burning heat in his son's eyes at a glance, and finally smiled, "As you said, my son was fighting outside, and it should be Lao Tzu who went to deal with the aftermath." There is no reason in the market, the son fights, and the old man shrinks aside? What's more, heaven! ”

Xu Yi wanted to laugh a little.

But he didn't know how to laugh in front of the saints.

He had never laughed before a saint.

It has always been a saint who asks, and he answers, not good, not bad, not salty, not light, anyway, he can't answer better than the two elder brothers - otherwise, Queen Gong, who was still the head of the Chengqian Palace, will wait for the opportunity to find his mother's concubine.

The saint patted his knee, got up on the back of Wei Donglai's hand, and waved his hand, "Go, go, go!" Look at the black green you are now, let Shun Concubine make you a cup of chicken soup to make up for it. If you are young, you should know to take care of yourself. It's all people who have left the palace to open the mansion, and in a few days..."

The sage stopped talking, didn't continue, and changed the conversation, "In the future, you have to be impulsive!" The Pei family is the home of the humerus hairpin, which has prospered for a hundred years, and is the hero who followed Emperor Taizu to fight the country. If you are good, it is good, if you are not good, you are the prince and grandson, and you will also make a commotion! Go back to the house and think about it behind closed doors for ten days! The officials will not go for the time being, and I will ask Wei Dong to give you leave. ”

Xu sighed, "Yes!" ”

The saint drifted away.

After he couldn't see the back of the saint, Xu Yi got up.

To say that you have thought about it behind closed doors is to be grounded.

Xu Yi has grown so big, he has never been grounded, and now he is banned in the Qin Palace, but he has read a few books - all of them are found by Xiao Su, one of which is "Awakening Dream" is a bit interesting, it is a booklet about the splendid scenery of mountains and rivers, people turn into butterflies and travel all over Kyushu, grotesque and bizarre but also vivid and concrete.

Although it wasn't his preference, I think she should like this kind of book?

Xu Yi turned his head to look out the window, and summoned Xiao Su to send "Awakening Dream" to "Shi Xian", "... First tell the shopkeeper He how good the Pei family is, and then give her this book, not to say that I gave it, just to say that you saw this book on the road and sent it to the shopkeeper He. ”

Xiao Su: ...

He didn't know two big words.

He saw a fart...

Scolding in his heart, respectful on his face - who doesn't come out to mix it up for food?

Scolding in his heart, respectful on his face - who doesn't come out to mix it up for food?

"Shi Xian" has been closed for several days, and even the tea at noon has not been opened, Mrs. Feng is familiar with each other, and the neighbors in the neighborhood helped Han Chuan explain - the proprietress has passed the wind and cold, and the little master Lati, who is good at making northern Xinjiang cuisine, is also recuperating, and she also asked the doctor from the hospital to come to see the disease, so she really didn't dare to open the door.

Now Xiao Su pushed open the door of "Shi Xian" and bypassed the shadow wall, but smelled a strong aroma.

The little master Lati, who was sick in bed, and the proprietress who had passed the wind and cold sat neatly together, one of them holding a cup of fragrant soup in his hand, one of Lati's hands was firmly wrapped in a white cloth, and the proprietress was entangled with gauze around her neck, and both of them looked like they had escaped death-

Xiao Su smashed his mouth, a little speechless.

You're all crippled!

Still thinking about eating?!