Lord Song's life seems to have become very leisurely all of a sudden, he doesn't go to the yamen, and he doesn't care about Quanzhou's affairs, and after eating, he sits in the garden and drinks tea, always holding Xu Qinghuan in his hand to buy a book to read.

After a while, Kung Fu Zhao Tong came, but he didn't invite Song Chengxuan away.

Xu Qinghuan went over to ask, and Song Chengxuan said: "There is something in Quanzhou, let Zhao Tong go back and deal with it first." ”

It's no wonder that Mr. Xue and Master Song are here, so Quanzhou will naturally be a little uneasy.

Xu Qinghuan instructed Yingui to bring some food to Zhao Tong, so that he could have something to satisfy his hunger on the road.

"Then Zhao Tong is very strange," Yin Gui said, "I kindly brought him snacks but he didn't want them, let me give him a stack of bread." "She's never seen anyone like that before, and now it's not a march to war, and what to do all day munching on dry cakes.

Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but smile, Zhao Tong was used to following Song Chengxuan to fight everywhere.

Yingui went to the front yard to deliver cakes to Zhao Tong, and Zhao Tong was standing aside listening to Xu Qingan and Qi Defang talking.

Xu Qingan mentioned that he took the scout out to inquire about the news, and Qi Defang listened very attentively.

Xu Qingan said: "Zhao Tong, did you take the scouts out when you were in Quanzhou?" ”

Zhao Tong nodded.

Xu Qingan straightened his waist, Zhao Tong is Song Chengxuan's deputy general, he should know that he is Quanzhou's uncle, and everyone has to give his uncle's face: "Then did I make a great contribution with the scout?" ”

Zhao Tong said: "Yes, the prince has made meritorious contributions." ”

Xu Qingan was just about to be proud.

Zhao Tong continued: "But not necessarily next time." ”

Xu Qingan's face froze.

Zhao Tong said: "The prince eats too much on weekdays, but he practices too little, it seems to be strong, but it can't last, if you go a little farther, I'm afraid it's hard to say what will happen." ”

"Who said that?" Xu Qingan frowned.

Zhao Tong said: "The prince can compare with my son-in-law, and the prince has no chance to fight back." ”

Xu Qingan's face suddenly darkened.

Zhao Tong continued: "According to the current situation of the prince, if you are more diligent, there will definitely be progress, and then you will have the power to face the son." ”

Xu Qingan frowned, how dare Zhao Tong say it like this.

"How do you need to practice?" An Yihou's voice came.

Zhao Tong immediately saluted An Yihou and said, "At least add another hour every day, and the results will be seen in a month." ”

An Yihou looked at Xu Qingan with a calm face: "Did you hear that?" I'll do it from tomorrow onwards. ”

"Don't dare to be humble," Zhao Tong bent down, "Lord Hou urges the prince for the good of the prince, the prince is still young and still has a chance." ”

This is true, but An Yihou sounds a little harsh, could it be that he can't fight against Song Chengxuan and fight for a few rounds?

Zhao Tong picked up a thick stack of cakes and left.

An Yihou looked at Zhao Tong, if the soldiers and horses in Quanzhou are trained by such people, it must not be underestimated, this Changzhou war, Xue Shen did not bring many people from Quanzhou, scattered among the Changzhou sailors, but they can also help the master stabilize people's hearts, which shows their strength.

If Song Chengxuan led such a team to fight, it would be even more invincible, but after all, Quanzhou's manpower was still too small, and he needed to use the entire southeast to raise troops for Song Chengxuan, thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart.

An Yihou looked at Xu Qing'an, although his son was a little unbearable, but I don't know if Song Chengxuan can look at Huan'er's face, let him marry one, and take another one, according to the training method in Quanzhou, maybe he can also train Qing'an to be a person.

Qi Defang stepped forward and said a few polite words to An Yihou, and An Yihou left.

"Why do I think something is wrong," Xu Qing'an said, "I took half my life for some reason." "Isn't it going to cost him an extra hour of practice every day?

He knew that the black-faced man would not be good when he entered his house.

……

On the bustling streets of the capital, a few monks walked slowly, and the people saw them giving Buddhist rituals one after another, and when they saw the monks in Beijing, it was an ordinary thing, and no one cared.

Several monks walked to the front of the Shuntian Mansion, and one of them picked up a drumstick and beat the drum of injustice.

"Knock", "knock", "knock".

As the drums sounded, the surrounding people gradually gathered.

The scribe of Shuntianfu came out and asked, "How many people are coming to the yamen?" ”

The monk who beat the drum said: "The poor monk is here to avenge his grievances, the poor monk master Master Wuyuan, once went to Wusi Zangsi to preach the scriptures, but unfortunately passed away in Wusizang, before the death of a disciple as the heir of the mantle, the disciple is Huijing, we heard that Huijing to false Buddhism to confuse people, uneasy, come to testify, to see whether Huijing really went astray, in the past, because I saw the mantle of Master Wuyuan many details were not interrogated, now I also want to ask clearly. ”

The monks didn't dare to speculate, let alone say suspicious words casually, but everyone understood that they suspected that Master Wuyuan had another secret secret, and they couldn't have been victimized by that Huijing.

After such a pair of proofs, Huijing's origin is also clear, and the scribe is happy when he thinks of this: "A few masters come with me!" ”

"Amitabha." A few monks rushed in.

……

Seeing several great monks enter the Shuntian Mansion, Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, believing that Huang Qinghe would be able to find out the matter.

"Can we go now?" Xu Qingyue said on the side, "We still have to go to a few embroidery villages, and we can find a few more embroidery samples to make needlework." ”

The emperor rewarded Song Chengxuan with a mansion, and Song Chengxuan went to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

She also came out with Qingyue.

"Sister also has to spend more time on marriage," Xu Qingyue said softly, "Sister didn't see that my aunt was very worried, so many years my sister has not saved a decent female red, after two days the Song family came to the dowry, what does my sister want to use to go back to the past, although our family's embroidery skills are good, but I know a few embroidery villages, those embroidery girls are fast, and the life is more detailed, let's see what style we want, and we have a number in our hearts." ”

Xu Qinghuan nodded listening to Qingyue's words, the carriage entered the market, there was a commotion outside, Xu Qinghuan looked out through the curtain, and there seemed to be a figure flashing in the crowd.

Seeing the figure, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but be stunned, she seemed to have seen an acquaintance.

The carriage happened to stop, Xu Qinghuan and Xu Qingyue got out of the car and entered the embroidery village, Xu Qingyue was about to speak, only to hear someone behind him: "The third lady is here, and the slave maid bought it here yesterday." ”

Xu Qinghuan turned his head and saw a woman stepping into the embroidery village, the woman lifted the fence on her head, revealing her face, her eyebrows were picturesque, pretty like spring peaches, and she looked very pleasing to the eye.

It's really an acquaintance.

In her previous life, she often saw this third lady Yu.