Fu Cong once again looked at Mingzhu with a completely unfamiliar look.

Mingzhu was flustered by him and broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he simply jumped up and hugged his arm and shook it shamelessly: "People say that the third brother is a bookworm and my daughter is a rice worm, can't I not want to be a rice worm?" ”

Fu Cong was dizzy from shaking, and helplessly and dotingly motioned to Mingzhu to let go: "Let go, let go, if you shake my old bones again, they will be scattered." ”

Mingzhu didn't dare to be too presumptuous, she was really afraid of breaking up her father, thinking of the chaos in the house after her father was seriously ill, she felt cong, so she couldn't wait to treat Fu Cong with the kind of snow doll mood that the servant woman treated her a few days ago.

It was probably because her eyes and expressions were too obvious, Fu Cong looked very relieved, touched her forehead lovingly, and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Daddy still has decades to live, I always have to watch my little girl marry a good person peacefully, and then live a stable and good life before I can be willing to continue." ”

Mingzhu burst into tears instantly, leaned over and choked up: "My daughter is no longer married, so I will stay by my father's side and serve my father." You have to live a long life. ”

"Silly, who can live a long life? Back then, the First Emperor spent so much money to find immortals and visit the Tao, didn't he also die? Fu Cong was very sober, "What's more, my father is just an ordinary person." You can wake up and no longer be willful, Dad is actually very happy. ”

Mingzhu didn't dare to speak anymore, desperately held back her tears, and said with a forced smile: "My daughter is stupid." ”

Fu Cong smiled: "Our Fu family is just a girl with you, thousands of delicate, you don't have to worry about these miscellaneous things, you just need to worry about dresses, jewelry and fat pink fragrant flowers, and in the future, don't be stupid and fight with others." Who have you beaten? Do you really think Yu Wenyou can't beat you? He just didn't dare. ”

Mingzhu was angry: "He doesn't dare? He has removed my mandible, and he still doesn't dare? If he really dares, he can plunge his sword into me? ”

Fu Cong said calmly: "As long as your brothers and I are still alive, he won't dare." ”

But you can't protect me for the rest of my life. Mingzhu didn't want to mention this matter again: "Don't mention this broom star who spoils the fun, anyway, he will have nothing to do with us in the future, let's talk about something happy." Eyes glanced around, and inadvertently saw a letter in Fu Cong's hand, and the envelope was stamped with the seal of the British Palace, and couldn't help asking: "Hey, this letter is ......" She didn't remember that her father had a close relationship with Yu Wenchu.

Fu Cong said: "It was written by the King of England." ”

Mingzhu was inexplicably a little more empty-hearted: "How could he write a letter to your father?" This man is not a good man. ”

It's not her style to speak ill of people when she opens her mouth, unless that person offends her fiercely. Fu Cong asked meaningfully, "Have you met him in private?" ”

Yu Wenchu wrote a letter, presumably for that picture, Mingzhu had nothing to hide from his father, and pouted: "This person is inconsistent, narrow-minded, insidious and cunning, and he is really not a good thing." As she spoke, she dared to take the letter, she really wanted to know what Yuwen Chu would say in the letter.

Fu Cong didn't show her: "The king of England didn't say anything bad about you, but also said a few kind words for you, thinking that you are not to blame for the events of that day, but mainly because King Lin'an was too impatient to have a misunderstanding." ”

"Then is he persuading and not persuading him to leave?" Mingzhu pouted, and the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, which must be uneasy and kind.

Not really, but because he was there to witness the whole thing, he couldn't help but talk to his father. This is the meaning of reciprocal courtesy. Fu Cong didn't take this matter very seriously, this prince was watched by him growing up, he only remembered that this child was a little dull when he was a child, and he was the least brilliant among the nine princes of Wenzong, and he gradually showed some brilliance when he was older, sleek and thoughtful, quiet and gentle, and his reputation was good, but it was a pity that he always inadvertently showed that he was too greedy for money, as if he was only trying to earn money and live a good life.

There is no conflict between them, Concubine Min and the Empress Dowager are very good at talking, often talking together as companions, and they are partners in the early years; Yu Wenchu was always respectful, distant and polite to him—this is a method that smart people who can protect themselves usually use, as long as they don't take the initiative to provoke Fu, it's nothing. He is not a person who cannot tolerate people, otherwise he would not have lived by Yu Wenyou until now.

The biggest shortcoming of my father is my conceit. Mingzhu cleared her throat and said with some concern: "My daughter may have done something wrong." ”

Fu Cong was very calm: "You have done more than one wrong thing." ”

"But it's a little bit different." Mingzhu told Fu Cong about Yu Wenchu's stumbling upon the drawing and threatening her, trying to guide him to think about the worst: "You say, what does he want to do?" The fourth brother told me that the worst possibility is that people will suspect us of evil intentions and want to rebel when they know that our family has such a powerful thing. ”

Then she saw Fu Cong's eyelids jump, and just when she thought that Fu Cong would be consistent with her next and thought that Yuwen Chu was really not a thing, Fu Cong smiled thoughtfully: "So the King of England only asked you three questions in the end, and didn't really ask you what benefits you wanted?" ”

Mingzhu had a sense of foreboding that "things are developing in a direction that she can't control", but she couldn't deny what she had just said, so she had to add fuel and vinegar to slander Yu Wenchu: "It's just like his brother's little belly, mean and boring." ”

Fu Cong laughed incomprehensibly: "Okay, I know, you go back and rest, tomorrow the Empress Dowager will make someone visit you, don't run around, be a little more disciplined." ”

In fact, it was just to signal her to go back quickly and obediently continue to lie on the bed and pretend to be wounded. Mingzhu wanted to know more and more about what was said in the letter, and even regretted listening to Fu Mingzheng's idea, and her bones were sore.

Seeing Mingzhu shuffling out listlessly, Fu Cong picked up the letter and read it carefully. The letter was written by Yu Wenchu himself, the tone was as polite and polite as ever, and it seemed that he was saying good things for Yu Wenyou, and he didn't mention the shoes and the so-called drawings at all, but he mentioned Tang Chunlai, which made people think of the key role Tang Chunlai played in this incident.

Quietly courtesy. What does Yuwen Chu want to do? Or rather, what did he want from Fu?

Fu Cong held his forehead and thought, things have become more complicated.

There was a commotion outside, it wasn't actually a commotion, at best it could only be regarded as a little louder, but this level of noise outside Fu Xiang's study seemed a bit unusual. Fu Cong asked lightly, "Who is making trouble outside?" ”

Xie Siqi, the leader of the guards, hurriedly replied: "If you go back to Xiangye, it is the third master." ”

It was his bookworm son Fu Mingqing, who didn't listen to anything outside the window, only read the books of sages, and then read Fu Mingqing, the bookworm son who was about to become an immortal and couldn't understand the world. Maybe it's because Fu Mingzheng, the younger brother, is not convinced to deal with him for himself, right? Fu Cong sighed, and said coldly with a gloomy face: "Bring this unscrupulous son in for me!" ”