146: Death in a hurry
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Back in the courtyard, the fourth master finally breathed a sigh of relief, this troublesome little Gege, turned his head and carried the person into the tent to deal with it.
The warmth of the justice was not awakened until dark, the house had already been cleaned up, the warm incense was burned, and the tent was put down, only a little candlelight was filled.
Wen Wen didn't want to move for a while, but it was funny to think about it.
Oh, the annoyed and angry fourth master is still quite interesting.
Twenty-five or sixteen years old is still a hairy young man in modern times, but here he is already a serious man in charge.
Young adults are prone to premature aging, and Wen Wen especially likes to look at the fourth master who is annoyed, angry and helpless.
Rolling in the tent with the quilt in his arms, he couldn't laugh when he thought about it.
Outside, the fourth master heard movement through the tent, and faintly heard a warm muffled laughter, so he sat back with a black face, holding the book and looking at it very seriously.
Su Peisheng walked in quietly with a letter and said softly, "Master, the letter of the thirteenth master." ”
The fourth master took the letter, "Why do you send the letter at this time?" ”
Calculate that the holy car should have just entered the territory of Shandong now, and there is nothing to do.
With the help of the light, the fourth master opened the letter and looked at it, and when he looked at it, he frowned, and his expression was not worried.
Su Peisheng hung his head on the side and didn't dare to speak, waiting for the order.
Wen Wen heard the movement outside in the bedroom, but he didn't expect the fourth master to be in the house, and he didn't know if he heard it just by snickering.
Where Wen Wen still had the heart to think about anything else, he sat up and dressed, put on his socks, pulled on his shoes, and sat down in front of the bronze mirror and simply curled his hair.
Wen Wen can now clean up her hair by herself, the white hosta is stuck in the back of her head, and she sees that there is nothing wrong, so she lifts the curtain and walks out.
Su Peisheng watched Wenger come out, so he saluted silently, and then continued to make wooden stakes.
Wen Wen nodded at him, then walked over and sat down opposite the fourth master, looking at his frowning brows that could trap mosquitoes, and the edges of the letter paper in his hand were wrinkled.
I don't know what was written in the letter of the thirteenth master, which made the fourth master so angry.
She didn't dare to speak at this time, so after thinking about it, she got up and walked out to arrange the next night's meal.
"It's cold outside, what are you going to do?" The fourth master stopped the warmth.
"I'm afraid I'll disturb my master here, so I want to go and see the dinner at night." replied in a warm and soft voice, when it was time to be soft, she was still very eye-catching.
"Since someone arranged it, don't go, how can it be good to get up and suffer the wind?" The fourth master put down the letter in his hand and said.
Wen Wen originally wanted to avoid suspicion, but now the fourth master didn't care, and she didn't want to go out to blow the cold wind, so she really sat back down.
Immediately after, I heard the fourth master say to Su Peisheng: "You send someone to bring a message to the thirteenth child, just say that everything is unreasonable, just listen to the emperor's dictation." ”
"Yes, the minion will go." Su Peisheng thought that he didn't write the letter in his heart, this was for fear of leaving any traces, it seemed that the letter of the thirteenth master was very prickly.
After Su Peisheng retreated, she looked at the fourth master's expression without the slightest improvement, she carefully recalled that this time Kangxi went to Jiangnan five times, there should be no big deal.
All she can remember is some major events in the wild history and official history, such as the intrigue between the elder brothers, how could such a thing leave any mark.
So, I can't guess what's going on at this time.
The fourth master ate absent-mindedly at dinner, and he didn't have much thought in the tent, so he listened to him sigh softly, and couldn't help but comfort him, "Don't worry too much, the thirteenth master is an adult, and he should be able to take care of himself." ”
The fourth master listened to the warm and worried words, held her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The holy drive passes through Shandong, and the students of Shandong have respect for the prince and have a high reputation......
The rest of the words can't be said by the fourth master, the majority of Han people in the world in the Qing Dynasty, and now there is more and more trend of Han people elected by the imperial court.
Nowadays, the Han people's talents, lifters, and jinshi identify with the prince, and the more prestige they have, the more wary the emperor is of the prince, and the contradictions between father and son can no longer be reconciled.
I just don't know if the students in Shandong are intentional or unintentional, if they are instigated, the fourth master can't think of which brother is the black hand behind for a while.
After all, the emperor's thoughts on the crown prince are very delicate now, and many princes have their own plans in their hearts.
Thirteen wrote this letter because the emperor angrily reprimanded the prince, and he was followed by the emperor, and was also reprimanded by the emperor for a few words, and he was panicked, worried, and afraid, so he wrote to him.
What can the fourth master do?
What can be done is to warn Thirteen, don't get too close to the prince, otherwise you will anger the emperor and bring danger to the prince.
He is still young, he has not experienced such a thing, and he is afraid.
It's just that the fourth master is worried about the emperor's attitude towards the prince, how can a prince with such a temperament be willing to be reprimanded.
When the fourth master said this, he was warm and strangely silent.
I can't say anything like that.
The warm silence made the fourth master a little surprised, and he glanced down at Wen Wen, and saw her subconsciously grabbing her sleeve, but there was a look of worry in her eyes.
Wen Wen understood his unspoken words.
Sure enough, the Wen family's hearts and eyes grew on her.
Clapped his warm hand, "Sleep, Ming'er will take you to the market." ”
"Okay." Wen Wen made a happy gesture, "I haven't been to the country market yet, I don't know if it's fun." ”
"I've never been there, so it's good to see if it's fresh."
"It's not far from here, shall we take a carriage?"
"Well, it's not too far, half an hour smaller."
The two of them slowly calmed down as they spoke, and the fourth master and Wen Wen lay side by side, staring at the top of the tent, and said, "In the future, when I am old, when the children are all grown up, ......"
I don't know if he will dislike him for living too long, or if he will look at his young and strong son and worry that he will be replaced.
"Of course, I want to honor you well, and if you are angry with your son, you will be beaten. Lao Tzu beats his son, it is justified. ”
It is natural for Lao Tzu to beat his son.
But the emperor scolded the prince at will, so it was different.
Wen Wen said this to the point, looking at her sideways, how could this brain be so smart, knowing what he wanted to hear.
The fourth master couldn't lie down when he thought of Lao Tzu beating his son, so he sat up and said, "I'll go to the study to write a letter, you can sleep first." ”
Warm:......
Did I give you any inspiration?
Wen Wen didn't know what the fourth master thought of again, watching him put on his clothes and hurriedly left, sighing softly, this person is really a man of action.
The fourth master was worried that the prince would collide with the emperor head-on, and he was afraid that the emperor would do too much.
But how can he persuade such a thorny problem?
Don't cheat yourself, it's really a desperate person.