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In the spring palace, after sending hundreds of officials with the king, the highest military and political governor of the Chu State behind him and the most relied on by the king of Chu ordered Lord Yin to return to his house, and it was already the time of Shen.

Back in the house, Ling Yin asked about the situation in the backyard. Madame is taking the young ladies to worship their ancestors, and they have already gone to see the witches dancing the nu dance. Only the second son was a little uncomfortable and rested in the house.

Zixi will walk into the house, take off his full clothes and take off the cloak on his body, turn his head to look at Fengcun, and frown: "Uncomfortable? Does it matter? ”

"It doesn't matter if you say yes." Fengcun didn't dare to say death, and only picked Xiong Chao's original words.

Zixi walked into the room, thought about it, and then turned his head and said, "You go and see, King Jiangcai has asked him." ”

If it doesn't matter if Zixi hears it on weekdays, he usually won't ask again. It's just that the king will ask in the palace today. So Zixi also went down to the court and asked.

"No." When Fengcun heard this, he retreated outside the king's house.

Zixi walked to the back of the bookcase, picked up the bamboo scroll on it, and opened it to read it.

Wind Village, which was supposed to come back soon after a visit, didn't come back after a long time.

Hearing the sound of soft footsteps, Zixi raised his head and looked at Zixi who walked in: "Why did it take so long to return?" ”

Fengcun didn't reply, he just walked up to Zixi and bowed his hand, his face was a little serious, and said, "Childe is not here." ”

Hearing this, Zixi raised his eyebrows and looked up at Fengcun: "What, not there?" ”

Fengcun hung his head and didn't look up at Zixi, only nodded, and replied, "Well, Childe is not in the house." ”

"And where did he go?" Zixi asked, putting down the bamboo scroll in his hand, looking up at Fengcun, his face sank.

Fengcun lowered his head and raised it, glanced at Zixi and lowered it, sighed, and then said, "I went to ask the next person, and they said that they ran out." ”

Hearing this, Zixi's face fell, and he looked at the wind village in front of him for a while before he raised his head and said, "Go find it." ”

"No." Kazemura replied and bowed down.

Zixi sat behind the desk, looked at the figure of Zixi withdrawing, with a straight face, for a long time, and sighed.

Miqiu, who was walking in with a service, heard the voice, turned the wooden screen, looked at Zixi, and said worriedly: "What's wrong with my father, what are you worried about?" ”

When Zixi heard Miqiu's words, she didn't respond, she only looked up at her and said softly, "Why did you come over and not accompany your mother?" ”

Miqiu knelt beside the table in Fengcun, put down the service in his hand, looked up at Zixi, and said with a smile: "Father forgot, this time has passed, and my mother should have rested a long time ago." ”

When Zixi heard this, he nodded: "There are too many things to forget." ”

"Thinking that the weather was still cold, I brought my father some hot soup." As he spoke, Mi Qiu pushed the Gu placed on the table to Zixi.

"You're thinking about me." Zixi lowered his head, looked at the hot soup on the table, picked it up and smelled it, and said with a smile: "The craftsmanship is getting better and better." ”

When Mi Qiu heard Zixi's praise, he was not ashamed, but smiled: "If my father doesn't finish drinking, it's because he wants to waste my craftsmanship and make me sad." ”

Zixi listened, smiled, and picked up the spoon next to him, and said, "Poor mouth." ”

By the time the Wind Village returned, half an hour had passed.

He was still cold, took off his felt coat and walked straight into Zixi's house. will bypass the wooden screen, and see Miqiu sitting next to the table, and with a pick-up of his eyes, he will retreat out.

The moment Zixi raised his head, he saw Fengcun, he lowered his hand holding the Gu, turned his head to look at Miqiu, and said, "You go back first, I'll drink this Gu later, and let someone send it back to you." ”

When Mi Qiu heard this, he lowered his body and responded, "No." With that, he saluted Zixi and exited the house.

Fengcun, who was outside the house, saw Miqiu, bowed down and saluted, and when Miqiu walked away, he turned his head and walked into the house.

Zixi no longer had the smile with Miqiu on his face at the moment, and only had a straight face. The last time I sneaked out of the door, I went to Guanlu.

If he goes back this time, he will break his leg.

Zixi thought about it, looked at the wind village that walked in, and said, "Do you know where to go?" ”

He looked at Kazemura with a calm look on his face. If a prince of the royal family goes and messes with those useless untouchables, it is a matter of virtue.

He Xiong Shen is indeed respectful to the wise people, but this does not mean that there is no class in his heart.

Fengcun looked up, looked at Zixi, opened his mouth, and hesitated.

"Where have you been?!" Zixi looked at Fengcun, and his face was even heavier.

"I went to ......" Fengcun said a little slowly, and as he spoke, he looked up at Zixi again: "I went to Mr. Bingwen's house." ”

When Zixi heard this, he was stunned: "Mr. Bingwen? ”

Fengcun looked up at Zixi and nodded.

"Mr. Bingwen kept him?" The dark color on Zixi's face dissipated when he heard the word 'Bingwen'. Looking up in surprise, he looked up at Kazemura and asked.

"Not only did I stay, but I also went to the spring market with Childe," Fengcun looked at Zixi and spoke.

"Mr. Bingwen went to the market, and Mr. actually agreed?" Zixi said, lowered his head, and remembered.

Mr. Bingwen has such a cold temperament, would he agree?

"Have you forgotten Mr. Bingwen's attitude towards the second son in the past?" Fengcun looked at Zixi and said, "It's all loving." ”

Zixi nodded and responded: "Yes, I almost forgot." ”

Speaking of this, Zixi thought of Mr. Bingwen's words to Yangchengjun during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"My lord, are you going to call Childe back?" Fengcun looked at Zixi, who was stunned, and asked in a low voice.

Zixi raised his head, looked at Fengcun, then lowered his head and shook it gently: "If Mr. can not be clumsy, it will be his blessing to follow him." ”

Fengcun stood in Zixi's opposite case, and when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth were also hooked, and he said with a smile: "Mr. is talented, if you can make friends with your son, it will naturally be good." ”

Zixi nodded, lowered his head and picked up the document scroll on the table and read it.

There was also a fresh breeze outside the house, mixed with the cold that had not dissipated in winter, pouring into the window, blowing Zixi who was sitting behind the desk refreshed.

The breeze on the street was still blowing, blowing through the fingers, through the roofs, and blowing away the dust that had accumulated for years.

There was also a bunch of people around the drum stage on the street.

Xiong Chao looked at the respectful maid standing opposite: "Why are you here?" ”

The maid first glanced up at Xiong Chao. Only then did he lower his head, pursed his lips, thought about it, and replied: "If you return to the prince, the concubine is here to find Prince Zhang." ”

"Brother Zhang?" Xiong Chao looked at the little maid in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, he, there is something urgent to deal with." Leave me to take care of you. ”

"Huh?" When the maid heard this, she looked up at Xiong Chao: "Let you look for us?" ”

After that, she glanced at Xiong Chao with disgust, and lowered her head again.

She knew that as soon as this prince heard his mother, he would definitely be entangled.