"The result?" Chu Yuchen asked.

"That's not a bandit." Tie Yu said, "It's a mysterious force." ”

He paused and looked at Zhang Yunyao, who was crying with an aggrieved face, and said, "My subordinates have found out that Miss Zhang has a connection with this organization. ”

"Do you have anything to explain?" Song Yunshu looked at her and asked.

Zhang Yunyao's face turned white in an instant, she bit her lip tightly, and cried and said: "The slave and maid are not, but what did the slave and maid do to make Tie Gongzi hate, why did Tie Gongzi target the slave so much." ”

Tie Yu was expressionless and didn't say a word.

However, Tie Feng was a little entangled, he got along with Zhang Yunyao for a while and found that this girl was quite good. He looked at his brother and then at Zhang Yunyao, and finally his eyes fell on Chu Yuchen.

But Chu Yuchen looked at Song Yunshu, he wanted to see how she could solve it.

Originally, he suspected that Xiao Sanzi was going to be unfavorable to Xiaobao, but now that there is Tie Yu, it means that this Zhang Yunyao is also suspicious.

He could directly kill the two people secretly, but he couldn't help but consider the significance of these two to the Song Mansion.

For some reason, although he hated the third son, he didn't want Song Yunshu to be sad.

Song Yunshu is also rarely silent, and she has no idea now. Tie Yu's words made her subconsciously suspicious of Zhang Yunyao, but she couldn't touch her.

Why......

"Yun Yao, why are you crying?" Song came in and saw Zhang Yunyao with tears in his eyes, his eyes widened, he looked at them angrily, glanced at them and finally fell on Song Yunshu, "Yunshu? ”

This is the reason, her mother is particularly partial to Zhang Yunyao. Song Yunshu looked at his mother expressionlessly, and sighed helplessly: "Mother." ”

Song Yunshu had no way to explain it clearly to the Song family, so he could only frown and say, "It's not ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yunyao, "Mastermother, it's not the fault of the third son, it's my ......."

This became the fault of the little third son in Song's ears. In addition, in the past few days, Zhang Yunyao has been speaking ill of the little third son openly and secretly, which caused the Song family's good impression of the little third son to plummet all of a sudden.

So she looked at Xiao Sanzi's expression and was a little angry, and said, "Little Sanzi, what's wrong with Yun Yao, you want to treat her like this?" ”

The third son has always been very respectful to the Song family, and now that he heard what she said, he was also anxious, and hurriedly explained: "No, the master mother ......."

Song Yunshu interrupted him and said, "The third son is not sensible, mother, don't worry too much." ”

On the surface, he is facing Zhang Yunyao, but he is actually defending the little third son.

But the third son is a child after all, and he doesn't understand, so he looked at Song Yunshu aggrievedly. She didn't explain, and gently patted him on the back.

Chu Yuchen understood, and his face became more and more gloomy.

This little third son can't stay, he thought faintly in his heart.

For the sake of Song Yunshu's face, the Song family did not embarrass the little third son, and glared at the little third son with a cold face.

It was Xiaobao who broke the quiet atmosphere, rested for a while, and then began to cry loudly again.

Thanks to Xiaobao, several people were busy coaxing him, and there was no more embarrassing atmosphere just now.

Palace.

"Song Aiqing, you're here!" As soon as Song Yunshu arrived at the palace, he saw the little emperor holding a small box with teary eyes, and he was a little speechless.

Song Yunshu, who has recently been a little helpless by the Shura field at home, actually felt a little comfortable in the palace, but he was helpless to see the little emperor like this.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Song Yunshu asked curiously, "How is Xiaobai?" ”

When it came to Xiaobai, the little emperor cried even more, and said while crying: "My Xiaobai was raised to death by the palace maid, so I shouldn't let her raise it." ”

Song Yunshu's heart jumped, and he looked at him in a daze and asked, "You killed someone?" ”

"No, it's just a fine for her monthly money." The little emperor was also stunned and asked, "How could Song Aiqing think?" ”

It's no wonder that Song Yunshu is really a little emperor, and his words are very similar to the words of the emperor in the TV series she watched in her previous life. She had just come back from the south and wanted to establish a correct three views for the little emperor, and she was also shocked when she heard this.

The little emperor didn't care about the child's heart, and when he opened the small box, the white and chubby silkworm was wrapped in a cocoon.

Song Yunshu knew at a glance that the time had come, and said, "Your Majesty, listen to me......"

The little emperor's eyes widened and he asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

"The silk you wore was bought with the life of this little fellow." Song Yunshu smiled and said, "The spring silkworm is dead." ”

"The one that wraps it is called a cocoon, and every silk that the silkworm spits out is its life." Song Yunshu gently wiped the silkworm's body and said.

It was the first time the little emperor had heard of such a thing, and he looked at Song Yunshu in a daze, frowning at the clothes on his body.

Dressed silky and supple, but he never thought that this was exchanged for his life by his Xiaobai, and he suddenly felt how uncomfortable he felt.

Song Yunshu didn't intend to let him go, and continued: "Not only that, but the people's current stable life is also what countless soldiers have exchanged for their lives. ”

The little emperor was silent, no one had told him about it before, so he didn't know. He likes to play and be idle, but when he sees Xiaobai wrapped in a cocoon, a heaviness swells in his heart.

"Your Majesty." Song Yunshu solemnly bowed, looked at the little emperor who was already stunned, and said, "You are the Son of Heaven, and you are responsible for the common people." ”

The eight words lightly put a heavy responsibility on the little emperor.

"I see." The little emperor received this salute.

The immature face showed an unusual look.

The word 'emperor' is not only an honor, but also a responsibility.

Song Yunshu looked at him and suddenly felt a little distressed, this was a lesson she personally taught the little emperor, not only to teach him about farming, but also to make him understand his responsibility, and to personally put a heavy shackle on him.

But he always has to understand, he always has to grow.

It's just that growth always comes with growth.

In the following study, the little emperor was obviously much more serious than before.

Song Yunshu saw Chu Yuchen leaning against the wall at the gate of the academy and asked, "Why didn't King Mu come in?" ”

Chu Yuchen looked at her after being silent for a while, and said seriously, "Song Yunshu, thank you." Then he turned and walked away.

Song Yunshu was left alone, standing there stunned and looking at his back as he left, in a daze.

What did Chu Yuchen just say? She was stunned and recalled, he said, thank her?

Chu Yuchen had a headache and the little emperor didn't take state affairs to heart every day, but he never thought of putting the bloody truth of this prosperous world on the surface for the little emperor to see.

In his heart, the little emperor just needs to be a carefree emperor, where do you need to care about this. But if you don't let him know the truth with your own eyes, how can you let him grow?

It's winter, and the cold wind blows on the body like a knife.

If nothing else, the barbarians are harassing the north again. Chu Yuchen looked up at the sky.

"Lord, the carriage is ready." After Tie Yu returned, he became his coachman again.

"Let's go." He said, he thought of the imperial brother again.