In the courtyard of the Chu family in Datong Mansion, the old Chu knelt in the ancestral hall and kowtowed and burned incense, repeating these actions as every day.

The oil in the oil lamp has been consumed a little faster recently, and Chu Lao added some oil to it, and a huge mouse on the beam blinked at the oil bowl, and his small eyes were full of light, just waiting for the old man to leave, and he could go down to have a full meal.

"Ah Xing, let the kitchen prepare, eat barbecue today."

"What kind of meat does the master want to eat?"

"After eating lamp oil for so many days, it's time to get fat, of course, it's to eat rat meat."

"Yes."

Before the poor mouse could react, he was struck by a bamboo leaf-shaped dart, staggered a few steps on the beam, and then fell backwards like an onion, and was firmly caught by a hand.

"Master, when do you want to eat roast rat meat?"

Chu Lao looked at every spotless tablet in front of him that had been wiped, turned to look at the mouse in Ah Xing's hand, and frowned.

"It's all like this with your darts, forget it, cook it for Fuxing to eat, don't put salt."

"Yes."

Fuxing is the same as Chu Lao, a veteran level of the Chu family, and when he was young, he was also a general, and he kept the ancient books and paintings of Chu Lao's pavilion.

Ah Xing carried the dead mouse to the kitchen, and did not pretend to others, he personally skinned the mouse and dug the five organs and deboned it, looking relaxed throughout the whole process, as if he was making a peerless dish.

The people in the kitchen have long been surprised, and the boiler and stove used by Ah Xing are all separate, and no one else is allowed to touch them without permission.

Chu Lao carried the teapot and shook his head back to the study, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the eldest son standing there with his hands behind his back, and looked at a painting along his line of sight, the woman in the painting was very young, but her face was yellow, but she could still see that she was a beauty.

"The school is off today?"

Hearing this, Chu Da turned around and bowed to his father, which was regarded as an affirmative answer.

"Since it's a holiday, go and spend time with your grandchildren, don't come here with a straight face, I can't be happy.

"Daddy."

Chu Da was still expressionless, but after this dad shouted, Chu Lao wilted.

"What's the matter? That little rabbit cub can't stop alone in the capital? What are you doing when you come back from three days of two-end summons? ”

Saying that, Chu Lao still sat in the chair, looked at the letter on the table, the fire paint on the envelope had been opened, Chu Nature had seen it, Chu Lao only looked at the envelope, and he didn't mean to take the letter out at all, still holding the purple sand teapot.

"Tell me, what's going on this time."

"My sister is running out of gas, and the lamp is running out."

The hand holding the purple sand teapot did not move at all, only the fingertips were a little less bloody, Chu Lao looked up at the eldest son whose sideburns had turned white and sighed.

"She planted it herself, because of the fruit she wanted, what did Xiao Wu want her father to do when she came back? Persuaded her to talk less? Back then, she had to force her to die, but now she is even more disregarding her own life, taking the medicine and getting pregnant, and the result of running out of oil and lamps has long been expected, so why bother to say more. ”

Chu Lao's voice was low and hoarse, his gaze fell from the eldest son's face, and he glanced at the yellowed picture.

"At the beginning, for your mother and your sister, I had to stand in the camp of the first emperor, what if the emperor's political views are different from those of the first emperor, in their bones they are all father and son, they are all so ruthless and cold-blooded, who does your sister like is not good, but likes such a man who is destined to be weak, everything is fate......"

The water in Chu Da's eyes flashed, but his heart for his sister still made him open his mouth to refute his old father.

"Mo'er now has more than a month, and the child in her womb will be full-term. The second and third people should be back soon, there will be good news, the sons do not believe in orders, and they do not obey orders. I hope that Dad will cheer up and don't lose his fighting spirit. ”

"Bucket? Fight with whom? This world is the world of the Yang family, not our Chu family! The Qiao family was also very beautiful back then, but now? Doesn't Empress Dowager Qiao can only eat fasting and chant Buddha in Cining Palace, do you want your sister to be like Empress Dowager Qiao? ”

Chu Da looked at his father, who suddenly became excited, snorted coldly with disdain, and turned to face out the window.

"Dad, haven't you forgotten that his Yang family only accounts for half of the world."

"What do you mean?"

"Dad thinks that Huaiwangfu has really been as silent as it seems all these years?"

"Shut up!"

Chu Lao slapped the table, shook his hand in pain, bypassed the table and turned Chu Da to face him, and lowered his voice and reprimanded.

"Do you know what kind of disaster your words will bring to the Chu family?! How the current Huaiwang Mansion has nothing to do with our Chu family, you remember it for me. ”

"Dad, are you afraid that Song Zhan will hold a grudge? Remember that you helped the first emperor suppress the Huai Wangfu back then? ”

"Song Zhan, a hairy boy, I'm afraid of him? Huh-"

Chu Lao's sagging face trembled, and his words were horizontal, but the look in his eyes couldn't deceive people.

Everyone knows what happened back then, although Song Zhan is still very young, but he was personally taught by King Huai, who knows what he taught, and now looking at Zhongjun, no one can say what he thinks in his bones.

Jiakangdi dared to let Song Zhan be an errand under his nose, and there was no lack of monitoring.

The father and son of the Chu family broke up unhappily, Chu Da returned to his yard, and before he entered the courtyard gate, two short and rapid figures collided with him.

Chu Dayi was short, hugged the two little dolls, picked them up one by one and walked to the yard.

"Grandpa, where's my sugar gourd?"

"My sugar man, you said you would buy me a sugar man."

A man and a woman are wearing red cotton jackets, and their faces are red like dolls on New Year's paintings.

"The sugar gourd and the sugar man have been bought, go find Uncle Gao, where he is."

Chu Da put his grandchildren down on the ground, watched the two children run out hand in hand to find Uncle Gao, raised his lips, and turned his head to see his wife standing behind him, and also looked at the figure of the two children running away.

"Quarreled with Dad again?"

Yang reached out to rub Chu Da's brows, but when he saw his finely lined hand, he paused again, Chu Da held Yang's hand that he wanted to retract and put it on his eyebrows and rubbed it twice.

"Dad is still like that, timid, he doesn't want to meddle in this matter, let's just come, we can't watch my little sister just disappear."

"The news from the fifth brother is so grim? Little sister, is she okay? ”

"The news in Beijing has to avoid the eyes and ears of the emperor, and it will take four or five days to get to Datong Mansion, and I want to go back and see it in person."

Yang's hand was held subconsciously, and he looked up at her husband who was in a trance, and Yang pursed his lips.

"If you go back to Beijing and can't hide it from above, why don't you let Bi'er go?"

"Bi'er? Although Bi'er is calm, but in the end he left Beijing at a young age, I am afraid that he will easily expose his whereabouts when he goes back, I am careful not to get in the way, if I am really discovered, it is just that my mother will go back to worship one or two, and the emperor will not treat me like this. ”

Yang finally stopped persuading, and a thousand words turned into a sigh, his husband, who had been in bed with him for many years, still didn't understand, this was made up of his mind to secretly return to Beijing.