Chapter 9: Drowning

On this day, Si Chengzheng was discussing with the envoy about the envoy coming from outside the next month, and the empress was sacrificing to the sky, when he heard the little official running from outside and shouting:

"Si Cheng! Si Cheng, Marquis Song is drowning! ”

"What?" Mi Tian Si Si Cheng took the case: "Drowned? ”

The little official who came to report was stunned: "This is not ......"

So everyone on the scene heard Si Cheng involuntarily sigh of pity. It was as if I couldn't go and press the son into the water again.

Si Cheng Li Min said: "It's still that my Mitian Division's feng shui is not good enough." ”

The implication is, why didn't Song Chuanbai drown that scourge?

Now that it has been several days since Song Chuan's unbridled mouth, this kid probably knew that he had overspoken last time, and he used drowning to seek peace.

So Li Min slowly paced out the door, and extremely reluctantly threw down a sentence: "Take me to see him." ”

Song Chuanbai's residence was different from that of ordinary disciples and officials. He privately expanded his residence, forcibly occupied half of the hill, a section of white jade stone steps meandered down from the courtyard gate, with two rows of phoenix trees next to the jade steps, looking up, a good place for the big disciples of the vermilion wall high courtyard. Overlining the plain tile gray wall where the rest of the people live honestly.

Si Cheng Li Min himself is also one of the people who lives in the gray wall of Suwa, and he planted a skinny golden osmanthus in his small courtyard, and the flowers bloom extremely stingy, and in autumn he has to squint his eyes to look at the flower bones on it.

The fiery red phoenix flower really choked him, turned his head and said fiercely to the envoy: "Bastard, I will be angry when I see him doing this!" ”

The envoy immediately: "You can't talk about this!" You endure it, and it will pass. ”

Li Min reluctantly stepped into the door, and immediately hit his head with a long shout: "Master-Master-"

Li Min's feet froze, and he suddenly felt that his longevity had decreased sharply.

The deputy envoy also had a toothache expression, and took a step back with his eyes and nose.

When the next person came to report how critical his condition was after drowning, how unbearable the condition was, Li Min only remembered that this person's prominent status and apprenticeship status came to take a look, who knew that it was okay not to enter the hospital, as soon as he entered the courtyard, Li Min almost dropped the sleeve stove in his hand.

In the courtyard, a huge golden cinnamon is full of fragrance, and the flowers are spread all over the ground. Jin Gui placed a sandalwood soft couch under it. Song Chuanbai was lying on the soft couch, one foot hanging down lazily, intentionally or unintentionally kicking the thick carpet on the ground to play. Around him were three round and jade maids, one holding a gold silk fan, one holding an agate and a green jade plate, and the other was laughing with him while taking a piece of pastry and sending it to his mouth.

This is not the end, Li Min saw that in addition to the maid, there was a girl wearing the school uniform of the disciple of Mitiansi next to Song Chuanbai. When she saw that Si Cheng suddenly arrived, the whole person was six gods and no owner, and she was immediately ashamed like a red shrimp, and jumped out in three steps and two steps, but Si Cheng didn't stop it for a while.

Song Chuanbai didn't stop anyone, but turned over from the collapse and shouted with great interest: "Teacher! Then he instructed his subordinates: "Bring a chair to the teacher quickly." Teacher, try my new pastry here! ”

Si Cheng waved his hand, stopped his subordinates, and scolded sharply: "Who allowed you to do this in the Mitian Division?" ”

Song Chuanbai blinked and said blankly: "it...... What the? ”

Si Cheng said patiently: "One of the rules of the disciples of the dark department is to be thrifty. You carry it back and forth, but one of them does it! ”

"Master." Song Chuanbai said: "I haven't memorized it." ”

Si Cheng was puzzled: "Why don't you carry it?" ”

I saw Song Chuanbai say confidently: "I can't read." ”

Fart!