Where Xiao Shizi's fingers pointed, Ah Yu was standing trembling, glaring at Xiao Shizi fiercely in his eyes, full of stubbornness.

Wei Zhaohua stood up in front of Ah Yu and smiled at the little prince, "The prince must not be compared with us little people, but the martial arts test is a duel between the little people, so why does the prince have to lower his value?" ”

Xiao Shizi looked at Wei Zhaohua's eyes and flickered a little, "The county lord is really eloquent, and it is even more eye-opening than the rumors." But what's the matter, even if I want to lower my value, it's my will, why do you care about me? ”

"Enough!" Mrs. Jiang slapped the table, and the anger on his face that could not be concealed came to his face, and Xiao Shizi also had some palpitations when he saw Mrs. Jiang angry. For a while, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and Ah Yu didn't dare to take a breath.

Mrs. Jiang got up from his seat, "Mingtan, the old man originally wanted to take the dog and the county lord of Zhaohua to take a look at your injuries today, but it was originally enough to give you the face of the Marquis of Zhenyuan, if you don't know how to lift up like this, then don't blame the old man!" ”

After speaking, he walked out of Xiao Shizi's house angrily. Xiao Shizi looked at Mrs. Jiang's appearance, and knew that Mrs. Jiang was really angry, although he felt a little guilty in his heart, but when he looked at Wei Zhaohua, it turned into a deep resentment.

Jiang Heng took the lead in catching up with Mrs. Jiang's steps, "Grandfather, don't be angry, the little prince is pampered, and it is inevitable that he will have a little temper." ”

Mrs. Jiang flicked his sleeves, "He dares to play a temper with the old man, and he doesn't look at how many catties and taels he has, even if it is his father who has a heavy army, he has to restrain himself a little when he sees the old man." But a hairy boy, if he is injured, he will be injured, if his old man is not convinced, even if he comes to the old man! The old man hadn't seen that old man for a long time! ”

After saying that, Mrs. Jiang left quickly, as if he didn't want to stay here longer. Wei Zhaohua also followed Mrs. Jiang out of the courtyard in a hurry.

The guards guarding the door saw the appearance of Jiang Taifu and Wei Zhaohua, and hurriedly saluted, not daring to say a word until Jiang Taifu got into the carriage and disappeared.

"Didn't I ask you to ask Commander Jiang? Why is Taifu here too? Wei Zhaohua asked softly, the distance between the Yuanhou Mansion in this town and the palace is not far away, and it is a reliance to move out of Jiang Heng's identity, but he didn't expect that Jiang Taifu would also come.

"I originally met with Commander Jiang, but after Commander Jiang heard what I said, he went back and invited Mrs. Jiang to come out, thinking that according to Mrs. Jiang's prestige and status, it would appear that we were more sincere." An Yang drove the carriage in front and replied.

Wei Zhaohua looked at Ah Yu next to him, and smiled indifferently, "Don't take it to heart, it's all over." Take care of the injuries on your body first, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

Ah Yu looked at Wei Zhaohua's eyes and nodded. I don't know why, Wei Zhaohua's body always has a down-to-earth atmosphere, as if listening to Wei Zhaohua's words makes people feel reliable.

By the time Shen Cuobai received the letter from the Marquis of Zhenyuan in Xijiang who came over to question him, Taifu Jiang was angry when he came to the door, and the arrogance of the Marquis of Zhenyuan had already caused a storm in the city.

"Your Majesty, take a cup of tea and take a break." Cheng An looked at Shen Cuobai's tired appearance, brought a cup of tea and put it aside.

Shen Cuobai nodded, put down the fold in his hand, and leaned behind the dragon chair, "Cheng An, when my father was alive, was he like me, he always felt powerless. Even those who have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong will be oppressed. ”

Cheng An smiled, "What is the emperor talking about, you are the Ninth Five-Year Honor, the Lord of Eastern Qi." If you feel right, do it. When the first emperor was alive, he also hoped that the emperor could do whatever he wanted, and never get along with himself. ”

Shen Cuobai closed his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and patted the fold on the table, "Marquis Zhenyuan and the generals of the Western Frontier sent a letter together, asking me to give an explanation for the leg injury of the Marquis of Zhenyuan. With such a lot of pressure, do I really want to punish anyone? ”

When Cheng An heard Shen Cuobai's words, his eyes turned, "Your Majesty, this matter is not big, but it is not small. Some time ago, Mrs. Jiang went to visit Xiao Shizi, but he was angry and went out. If you're dealing with this yourself, you're probably in a dilemma. It's better to let it go, Jiang Taifu and Liang Zi of Zhenyuan Marquis should always have a time to solve it. ”

Shen Cuobai sat up straight from the dragon chair and carefully pondered Cheng An's words, "You mean, I handed over this matter to Mrs. Jiang?" ”

"The old slave feels that there is already some unhappiness between Taifu Jiang and Marquis Zhenyuan, and now it is not inappropriate to stop each other, plus Commander Jiang is the chief examiner of the martial arts test, even if you don't say it, Xiao Shizi may not let Commander Jiang go."

"You can do it! If Mrs. Jiang has any dissatisfaction, come back to me again! Shen Cuobai said quietly, and Cheng An responded, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Xiao Shizi didn't give Taifu any good looks, although Taifu is tough, it will definitely not be excessive!" ”

Shen Cuobai nodded lightly, and buried his head in the twists and turns. Cheng An saw Shen Cuobai's appearance, smiled, walked out of the imperial study, and slowly walked all the way to a rockery.

"County Lord, everything has been done according to what you said, and the emperor has handed over the affairs of the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion to Taifu Jiang to deal with." Cheng An said softly to Wei Zhaohua.

Wei Zhaohua nodded, "This matter has Lao Cheng'an's father-in-law, but I am also for the good of the emperor, if this hot potato is in the hands of the emperor, there will definitely be no good results." ”

Cheng An nodded approvingly, "The county lord should be careful, the Marquis of Zhenyuan has been growing alone since the first emperor was alive, even if he was sent out by the first emperor, it should not be underestimated." The old slave has some inconvenient things to say, but he is still worried about the safety of the county lord! ”

"I know, I'm going to be measured." Wei Zhaohua nodded, and An Yang next to him handed over a delicate money bag.

Cheng An looked at the money bag in Anyang's hand and smiled, "The old slaves are all doing things for the emperor, even if there is no mention from the county lord, the old slave will still persuade the emperor to hand over this matter to others to deal with." The old slave understood the county lord's wishes, and if there was nothing to do, the old slave would retire first. ”

After speaking, it doesn't wait

Wei Zhaohua spoke, and Cheng An turned to leave. An Yang looked at his hand that was in mid-air, and looked at Wei Zhaohua helplessly, "County Lord, this?" ”

Wei Zhaohua looked into the distance and shook his head, "If Cheng An is greedy for this money, he will not assist the emperor from the first emperor to the emperor, so take it well." Let's go see Xuanyi. ”

The two of them walked on the path in the palace, Wei Zhaohua looked at the surrounding scene, compared to the last time he entered the palace, it was a little bleak.

"I didn't expect that in this palace, it is almost the end of the year, and there is nothing new, but it is even colder than usual." An Yang said next to Wei Zhaohua.

Wei Zhaohua looked at the Yonghe Palace not far away, and walked slowly, "The first emperor just passed away, how luxurious do you expect the festival to be?" Don't you want the emperor to be charged with unfilial piety? ”

Anyang knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly shut up and walked quietly with Wei Zhaohua.

When Wei Zhaohua passed by Yonghe Palace, he deliberately glanced inside, but he was a little stunned. An Yang looked around, but didn't find anything different.

"County Lord, but what's the matter?" An Yang asked softly.

Wei Zhaohua shook his head, "Let's go, Xuanyi is still waiting for us." After speaking, the two of them walked in the direction of Xuanyi's dormitory. accompanied Xuanyi to talk, and it was not until it was dark that Wei Zhaohua and An Yang went back.

When I returned to Su Mansion, the lights had already been lit inside Su Mansion. Wei Zhaohua got out of the carriage and returned to his courtyard, and when he saw Youyou, he reacted, after so many days of cultivation, it was time for Wei Songting to come back.

"The slave and maid ask the county lord for peace, and the county lord is blessed with gold." You You knelt on the ground and saluted Wei Zhaohua.

Wei Zhaohua picked up Youyou and smiled softly, "I haven't seen you these days, but you have lost weight." Now that you're back, take care of yourself and don't think about what you don't have. What about my brother? ”

Hearing Wei Zhaohua mention Wei Songting, he hid to the side a little hesitantly, and Wei Zhaohua's psychology suddenly had a bad feeling, "Where did my brother go?" Didn't come back with you? ”

"The young master is back, but after the young master took the holy decree of Wu Zhuangyuan, he ...... Towards the northern frontier...... said that he wanted to admit his mistake to Lord Su, and hoped that Lord Su would keep him. Yoyo said intermittently.

Wei Zhaohua breathed a sigh of relief, "According to my brother's temperament, this is really what he can do." It's okay like this, my uncle should be waiting for good news from my brother in the frontier. ”

"If the young master didn't come back, Lord Su wouldn't be very angry, but it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, I hope the young master can soar to the sky under the guidance of Lord Su!"

A few people in Anyang laughed, Wei Zhaohua shook his head helplessly, looked in the direction of the northern frontier and smiled slightly. Uncle, my brother brought back what you wanted, I don't know if you are satisfied. If it weren't for your secret help, I'm afraid my brother wouldn't have come back.

Wei Zhaohua watched Ah Yu dancing the sword in the courtyard, and Ah Yu's little face had a perseverance that no one else had. If Ah Yu can cultivate it, it will inevitably be one in the future

Fierce generals.

"Ah Yu has recovered so well these days, he can dance the sword!" Yoyo walked in from outside with fruit.

"Ah Yu is very similar to his brother when he was a child, but he doesn't have a good life like his brother, but there is always nothing wrong with this material, you go and invite a master another day to come over and hand over Ah Yu some martial arts in person." Wei Zhaohua said softly, now Ah Yu's injury has improved a lot, but it is just a mark on his neck, and he will leave a scar no matter what.

(End of chapter)