The sky is like a lake deep in the mountains, sinking from somewhere. The sound of insects could not be heard in the grass, there was no fragrance of flowers in the wind, and the leaves of the plantain occasionally dripped from the droplets, "pop, pop" seemed to drip on Gao Zhuo's heart.

Chu Ye looked at him with a smile on his face that was extremely hypocritical.

"Please stay with them. The old slave has just ordered someone to add food for you, so it's better to ......"

A line of clouds opened in the sky, and the scattered sun beams hit the top, and the refracted beams happened to shine in Chu Ye's eyes—disappointed, sad, Gao Zhuo actually felt that his pitch-black soul was cut open alive and turned into a sharp blade piercing into the heart.

The old god Sima Jin was watching the confrontation between Chu Ye and Gao Zhuo on the ground. As for Qi Lian? Sima Jin said that he didn't take this Dongyao Emperor in his eyes at all.

Qi Lian is a tyrannical person, and he is used to crossing the river and demolishing bridges. If it weren't for the full support of the Chu family back then, how could he have ascended to the throne!

The pattern is too small, and the horizon is too narrow, if you want him to say, it is not as good as the chief manager in front of him.

Chu Ye smiled faintly, even Chu Shan's little girl could see that Qi Lian's retention was not sincere, and Gao Zhuo's perception of the holy will was just a step. She deliberately shirked, and Qi Lian "sincerely" kept a few words. Qi Lian just wants face, just a few words, she is not strong enough now, what if this step is given to him.

"Emperor Dongyao warmly invited, and the foreign ministers really shouldn't shirk. It's just ......" She pulled Chu Shan. Chu Shan has always been clever, and immediately yawned, Chu Ye nodded with satisfaction, his face embarrassed, "Xiao Shan is still young, he got up early today, and now he is very sleepy." ”

Qi Lian's face was a little pale, and he was very satisfied with Chu Ye's acquaintance. "In that case, I can't force it. Gao Zhuo. ”

"The minions are here."

"Send three distinguished guests for me."

Gao Zhuo responded and led the three of Chu Ye to the pavilion, also known as the inner attendant, passed the soft sedan chair and sent a few people to the palace gate.

At the palace gate, there are naturally people leading horses and waiting.

Chu Ye and the others sat on the soft sedan chair, passing through the corridor of gold and jade carved dragons, and bypassing the blooming plum forest. Qi Lian's wine is extravagant, and the garden of the new palace is undoubtedly large and gorgeous. Clusters, clusters, all winter plums. The red is like fire, the white is like snow, and the fierce is like a song.

A cold wind swept by, and a large number of petals fell into mud.

"It's a good view." Sima Jin praised, his eyes unconsciously fell on Chu Ye, "Xiao Yezi, do you say that compared with the red leaves of this plum blossom forest and Fenghua, which one is better?" ”

"Naturally, this Merlin is pretty." She took a deep breath and sniffed greedily at the fragrance of flowers, "It's a pity that it's not a place where I can live permanently." ”

This is a sign of faithfulness.

Sima Jin glanced at her meaningfully, "As long as you want, what's not to do." ”

Chu Ye gave him a strange look. Sima Jin looked away in embarrassment. I don't know why, since he knew that Qi Lian had the same name as Chu Ye, he didn't feel good in his heart. It was like some of his treasures had been touched without his consent.

"There are so many things I want to do, is it possible, I still have to do them all?"

Several people arrived at the palace gate and changed to a carriage.

As soon as the driver raised his whip, the horse got the signal and pulled the frame and moved forward steadily.

Chu Shan was indeed tired. Pillowed Chu Ye's legs, and fell asleep after a while, leaving her and Sima Jin staring wide-eyed.

Although it is early winter and the weather is getting colder, there is still an endless stream of small stalls and vendors on the streets. They walked on the main street of Dongyao, which was very prosperous.

Chu Ye felt in his heart.

When she was a child, she also sneaked out of the house to play on the street. Grandma Wu's buns at the mouth of Que Lane, Uncle Zhao's sugar man on East Street, and the study on the street, all of them remain in the depths of her memory. She secretly lifted the curtains and looked at the bustling flow of people outside, and couldn't help but move.

"Going for a walk?" Sima Jin suddenly proposed, "The opportunity is rare, this time it's not fun, but there is no next time." ”

Chu Ye rolled his eyes, looked at Chu Shan on his lap, and looked embarrassed.

If both of them go down, what will Kosugi do?

Sima Jin said as a matter of course: "Get it up and go together!" ”

……

However, the three of them failed to eat Grandma Wu's buns and Uncle Zhao's candy man.

Chu Shan was so tired that he didn't walk a few steps before he squatted on the ground and refused to walk any further. She didn't cry or make trouble, she just looked at Sima Jin with teary eyes, and in exchange for the latter's surrender.

Chu Ye was a little disappointed. She looked at the alley not far away, but still followed Sima Jin into the restaurant.

Yunlai Restaurant is a famous restaurant on this main street, and the plaque with the guest Yunlai written at the door is written by the current saint himself, and even Sima Jin has to admit that although Qi Lian's demeanor is a little smaller, the handwriting is good.

Chu Ye was embarrassed to tell him that these four big characters were actually written by Qi Rang.

Qi Rang, as the concubine of the first emperor, Wen Taowu was naturally taught by the best master he invited. It's a pity that he is not here, otherwise it is unknown who will be on the throne.

The three of them were dressed extraordinarily, and Sima Jin was generous. Although they looked at the eyes, Xiao Er of the restaurant still politely led them to a private room by the window on the second floor.

With a wave of his hand, Sima Jin handed over the right to order food to Chu Shan's hands. Chu Ye looked out the window, thinking about the buns at the entrance of the alley.

She didn't know that before. Grandma Wu's buns and Ah Fat's buns are still in the same family. It's just that Grandma Wu never does any special activities to buy three get one free.

"That's how you want to eat steamed buns?" Sima Jin followed Chu Ye's line of sight and looked at him. "I don't eat such good dishes, but I want to eat buns from stall vendors."

Chu Ye shook his head and looked at Sima Jin's eyes full of love: "The wind is rising." ”

Sima Jin choked, and replied unadmittedly: "It's winter." ”

"I'll go down and buy buns." Chu Ye looked at the dishes on the table, and forced out such a sentence from between his teeth.

Sima Jin knew that she was not just for a bun, but when Chu Ye came back, he found that Chu Ye really seemed to be just for a bun.

The fresh dishes on the table couldn't change Chu Shilang's blue eyes, but her eyes lit up as she looked at the three buns wrapped in the oiled paper in her hand.

What is this?

His Royal Highness the Prince blinked, but Chu Ye in front of him still only had those three broken buns in his eyes!

Chu Ye held the bun and ate it to his heart's content. At the end, he handed it to Sima Jin, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve casually: "Oh, here you go!" ”

Sima Jin hurriedly waved his hand and thanked Bumin.

"Tsk," Chu Ye looked disgusted, but still handed the bun forward, "Taste it." ”

If Sima Jin can't react, he will be a fool.

There must be something wrong with this bun!

He took the bun and took one bite after another, but he never saw the little note he was thinking about.

His Royal Highness, who had been in charge of world intelligence, was silent. He swallowed the bun into his stomach in two or three bites, and stretched out his claws towards Chu Ye.

Chu Ye was holding chopsticks and picking fish meat from the boiled fish on the table. Seeing that Sima Jin was so justifiable to ask him for something, she put down her chopsticks and spread her hands innocently, "No." ”

When did Major General Sima suffer such a grievance, if it weren't for the fact that his own power had not been able to develop to Dongyao, why would he bother to live by looking at Chu Ye's "face"! He glanced at Chu Shan, who was sleeping soundly on the side, full of powerlessness.

He looked at Chu Ye aggrievedly, with a pair of big eyes blinking, like a bird that had been wronged.

As soon as she talked about birds, she remembered the cheap blue bird that Sima Jin raised!

She looked at Sima Jin, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly. What kind of people raise what kind of birds!

Chu Ye sighed and put the chopsticks on the table. He took out a letter from his waist and handed it to Sima Jin.

Sima Jin read it at a glance and snorted coldly.

"My father is still alive and well, my fifth brother can't wait!"

It has been more than a month since they came out, and the situation between the DPRK and China in the Western Jin Dynasty has undergone such earth-shaking changes.

That Fang Hongkuang Fang Marquis could actually think of going to Jing Zhao Yin's Mansion to sue Song Hanfei that old thing for instructing someone to poison his young son, this plaintiff and the defendant are one of the first-rank military marquis, and the other is a first-rank senior member, such a case, Jing Zhaoyin, a small four-grade Beijing official, can not handle it, and immediately went to the Feng Pavilion and submitted it to the emperor's book.

Song Hanfei and Fang Hongkuang completely tore their faces, and the two of them quarreled like shrews scolding the street above the court!

Sima Jin peeked at Chu Ye, who was picking at the dining table with chopsticks, with a playful smile on his face.

I don't know how much of this turmoil was caused by this cunning cat person in front of him.

Chu Ye chewed the food in his mouth, a satisfied look on his face.

The dishes of Yunlai Restaurant are really extraordinary!

Just because he was not in the country, he asked Sima Rong to sit and take the profits of the fisherman.

Chu Ye seemed to see through his thoughts, and said leisurely: "What's the pity. If he swallowed my things without my permission, I would have to make him spit them out for me again. ”

"Swallowed your stuff?" Sima Jin laughed, "What did he Sima Rong swallow you?" His biological mother, Concubine Fang, is the younger sister of our Marquis Fang, but he is not greedy enough, and he still wants to win over Song Hanfei, the imperial history. The result? He mediated left and right, wanting to make the Fang family's big things small, but the Fang family didn't do anything, and bit Song Hanfei. He was not pleasing to both sides, and in the eyes of my father, he was accused of colluding with the courtiers. What else do you want him to spit out? ”

"Isn't that it?" Chu Ye ate a little, she reluctantly put down her chopsticks, "What I Chu Ye calculated, is it his kind of straw bag that he can intercept if he wants to?" ”

After thinking about it, she took a spoonful of boiled fish from a bowl full of red oil, and then she took out a handkerchief and wiped the red oil from the corner of her mouth.

Sima Jin couldn't help but smile when she looked gluttonous.

When they returned to the inn at night and went to bed, Sima Jin suddenly reacted.

If in Chu Ye's eyes, Sima Rong is a straw bale, then what is he?

The younger brother of the straw bale?!