In the middle of summer in June, the heat wave was rolling, and the blazing sun fell straight to the ground without blocking it.

Sweat drips onto the hot pavement and disappears in an instant, the air swaying in the sun, and the distant scenery is molded into a lake.

On the Jinming Pond in the west of Bianjing City, the green lotus leaves are spread all over the pond surface, and the white lotus flowers are slim and elegant.

In the center of the huge Jinming Pond, a huge painting boat is slowly driving among the lotus leaves, and the captain supporting the painting boat, wearing a hat, slowly pushes the bamboo pole for a while, so that the heavy painting boat moves little by little.

The rest of the ships passing nearby saw the small Qizi flag hanging high on the painting boat, and they knew that this was the nobles of the Qi family who were feasting guests, and they all consciously avoided it.

Two eleven or twelve-year-old envoys squatted on the side of the boat, stretched out their snow-white and slippery wrists, plucked off the lotus canopies where the painting boat passed, filled them in small baskets, and happily carried them into the cabin.

Inside the cabin, more than a dozen buckets of ice were placed in a hidden place, keeping the heat out of the boat.

In the corner, a band played silk bamboo, and in front of them was a curtain that blocked their view into the cabin.

In the center of the cabin, six courtesans with excellent colors and skills are singing and dancing to the music, and the guests are dazzled and fascinated by their gorgeous and moving dance postures.

After coming in, the little envoy put the baskets containing lotus canopies one by one on the several eucalyptus of Qi Guogong and all the guests.

One of the two maids behind Qi Guogong was fanning, and the other picked up the lotus canopy and helped peel it off.

Qi Guogong's well-maintained right hand stroked his long beard, and his half-squinted eyes looked at his son Qi Heng, who was chanting poetry and singing harmony with his classmates.

The Sheng family's school is closed on the tenth day, and today taking advantage of the holiday, Qi Guogong asked Qi Heng to invite a few classmates to play on this Jinming Pond to escape the heat.

A slight collision sound made the painting boat tremble slightly, and then a series of footsteps sounded from the aisle on the side of the ship outside the cabin, and Sheng Hong, who had just released the ya, appeared outside the cabin.

Qi Guogong's eyes lit up, he got up with a smile, and bowed to Sheng Hong.

Sheng Hong had just taken a small boat and came down from the bright sun to the cabin, still sweaty, Qi Guogong hurriedly ordered tea, and sent a female envoy to fan Sheng Hong.

Sheng Hong greeted a group of juniors, then sat down under the guidance of the female envoy, and took a sip of the tea bowl in front of him with well water, only to feel refreshed and refreshed.

He raised his eyes and looked around, feeling the cool and comfortable atmosphere in the cabin, and couldn't help but admire: "Grandpa Guo has lived this day, which really makes the lower officials envious!" ”

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Qi Guogong waved his hand and smiled: "It's just a rich idler, it's really ashamed to say that it is better than Brother Sheng's dry city, working for the country every day, and worrying about the monarch." ”

These words reached Sheng Hong's heart, although Sheng Hong understood that the other party was just a politeness on the scene, he still couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

The Duke of Qi is one of the most famous princes in this dynasty, and in terms of the dignity of his identity, he has thrown Sheng Hong off an unknown number of streets, but although he is a prince of the country, he has no real position, which is better than Sheng Hong, who has a low official position.

For example, Sheng Hong has just returned from attending the court meeting, and if the Duke of Qi has no official special summons, he basically does not go to the routine court meeting, which can also be confirmed from the side that the Duke of Qi has gradually come out of the power center of the Great Zhou.

When the two were chatting, Qi Guogong also intentionally or unintentionally introduced the topic to today's court meeting.

Hearing Qi Guogong ask about today's court meeting, Sheng Hong sighed lightly and said: "Today, the two scholars of Han and Wen are leading the performance again, and the official family is requested to make a decision on the matter of succession to the clan as soon as possible." ”

"It's a rehash."

Qi Guogong frowned and said: "Two years ago, the official family was seriously ill, and several scholars persuaded the official family to determine the heir early, and the official family was generous, and they never blamed him. Now that the third son of the emperor has just died, they persuaded the official family to succeed, which is too unkind. ”

After speaking, he sighed and said: "The official family is benevolent and loves the people, but for some reason, it is so difficult to have such a difficult matter of heirs, and the three princes all died young, which is really embarrassing." ”

Sheng Hong said slowly: "Grandpa Guo doesn't need to worry, the official family is deeply blessed, and he has the blessing of God, maybe in two years, another dragon will be born." ”

Sheng Hong may not be able to do anything else, but there are two things that are beyond ordinary people. First, he writes a good handwriting, and even officials have heard of it. The second is to be well versed in the way of self-preservation, and he is not sloppy.

Sheng Hong knew very well in his heart that the battle for the storage position was a matter of honor and disgrace, fortune and fortune, and the life of his family, this pool was too mixed, and there were too many whirlpools and undercurrents.

Therefore, before the situation is clear, Sheng Hong will never stand in line easily.

Qi Guogong also saw that Sheng Hong didn't want to continue talking about this topic, so he skipped the matter and picked up a few interesting things from his past time as a local official.

Qi Guogong was in charge of salt affairs in Yangzhou, and Sheng Hong also served as a general judge in Yangzhou, and the two soon found a common topic and talked happily with each other.

When Qi Guogong and Sheng Hong were talking, they did not shy away from the juniors sitting on the side.

Sheng Changbai and Qi Heng are just the elders of the family, and the elders often ask them for orders.

But Sheng Changfeng, as a concubine, rarely heard Sheng Hong talk about the court on weekdays, especially such a major event as Lichu.

This made Sheng Changfeng have a sense of experience of personally participating in national events, and he was extremely excited, and even a little too excited.

Sheng Changfeng pricked up his ears, and was about to listen carefully to who the future official family was in his father's mind, but found that Sheng Hong never mentioned this matter again, and the topic turned to reminiscing about the past in Yangzhou.

Sheng Changfeng suddenly became excited, and turned his head to look at a few classmates beside him.

Qi Heng?

Not very familiar, not suitable for talking about this kind of topic.

Sheng Changbai?

Although he was his own brother, Sheng Changfeng didn't dare to come forward to talk.

Then only Mr. Little remains.

Seeing Wei Chen, who was seriously appreciating the singing and dancing, Sheng Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he came to Wei Chen's side with a smile: "Little sir, I don't know what you think the official family ......."

Halfway through Sheng Changfeng's words, Wei Chen guessed what he wanted to say, and his brain collapsed: "Don't ask, I won't listen if I ask, and I won't say it if I listen." This kind of national event is not something that you, a little kid who didn't pass the exam, should worry about, you better think about what you should do with your homework tomorrow! ”

At this time, Sheng Changbai, who had always been like an old monk in his meditation, also opened his eyes suddenly, stared at his younger brother tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Today's things are rotten in my stomach, and I am not allowed to say a word, let alone make a big statement in front of outsiders, otherwise I will definitely tell my father when I go back, and the family law will serve!" ”

"Got it."

Sheng Changfeng replied dejectedly.