So, Cao Yanqiu replied stubbornly:

"The son intends to... I'm going to go out and get together with a few friends. ”

As soon as Cao Qichang heard that a few friends were getting together, he was angry.

"What's your friend's name? A group of fox friends and dog friends, wine and meat friends! ”

"Yanqiu, now that your eldest brother is no longer in our family, and your second brother is in the south, you are the sister-in-law of the Cao family by your father's side, our Cao family will regain its strength in the future, carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, you are duty-bound, you must not be idle all day long like before!"

Cao Qichang was patient and opened his mouth to teach his son.

Cao Yanqiu was most annoyed to hear his father's words.

Since the death of his eldest brother, Cao Qichang has been repeating these few sentences, nagging non-stop, making Cao Yanqiu's ears almost calloused when he hears it.

He's a dumb guy himself, and he can't afford it.

I saw him raise his eyebrows and say, "Father, I haven't been out at home for several days, and I'm sick." ”

"Recently, the capital has not been peaceful, the prince was assassinated twice a few days ago, I heard that the revenge alliance has been hiding in the city, and the streets are full of secret guards and Jin Wuwei, what are you doing out at this juncture? Aren't you afraid it's eye-catching enough? ”

Cao Qichang scolded.

Cao Yanqiu was very dissatisfied when he heard this, and he muttered:

"Father, the crown prince was assassinated by the Vengeance Alliance, what does it matter to our Cao Mansion, are you a little nervous? Dad, you were once the head of the five-phase cabinet, and now that you have retired, are you still afraid of the prince of the East Palace? ”

"My son might as well tell you that the child is going out today to participate in a poetry meeting, in which we will take out some poems or literary endowments written by ourselves to sell, and the money from the sale will be set up into a fund for disaster relief in the future."

Look at how majestic and lofty it is.

Cao Yanqiu's words made Cao Qichang so angry that his beard turned up.

"Who organized this poem?"

Cao Qichang suppressed his anger and raised this question, which greatly dampened Cao Yanqiu's self-esteem.

In the past, when was the large-scale poetry meeting in Jingshi not organized by him, contributing money and efforts?

But since his father stepped down, his image as the third son of Cao has also shrunk greatly, and some people have shaken his status.

Seeing that his father also asked the same question, he was quite unconvinced and snorted:

"Daddy... In your eyes, I'm not qualified to organize a big poetry meeting right now? ”

"Humph!"

Cao Qichang snorted coldly:

"The poetry meeting you organized is all a group of fox friends drinking and having fun, and a few Qinglou women are called to play as accompaniments, also called a poetry meeting?"

"What kind of fund should be set up to raise donations for future disaster victims, if you guys have such a mind, won't the old man scold you all day long?"

Cao Qichang opened his mouth, but he didn't have the confidence to refute.

In the end, I could only say in despair: "This time it's not... It was organized by the youngest son of King Ning. ”

"King Ning's youngest son?"

Cao Qichang's eyes flashed, "Is it the Yuan Qisheng who has tuberculosis?" The one that Dr. Brilliance of Tai Hospital treated with acupuncture? ”

"Yes."

"He's only fifteen years old." Cao Qichang said in astonishment.

"Ambition is not old, people are talented, only half a year, and they enjoy a certain reputation in the poetry circle in Beijing."

Listening to the tone, Cao Yanqiu was also very impressed.

Yuan Qisheng has always kept a low profile in the capital, never involved in any right and wrong, and concentrated on treatment and recuperation.

Now, a grand summer poetry party has suddenly been organized.

The metaphor behind this makes Cao Qichang, an old Jianghu, have to be vigilant.

glanced at his anxious sister-in-law, and Cao Qichang knew everything in his heart.

"You can go."

Hearing this, Cao Yanqiu looked up at his father in astonishment.

But before he could ask, he heard Cao Qichang continue:

"But you must not cause me any more trouble, this time, you are only responsible for doing one thing well, that is, to have a good relationship with Yuan Qisheng, the youngest son of King Ning, understand?"

Cao Yanqiu was happy, he grinned at his father and smiled:

"You can relax about this, what I am best at is making friends."

"Yuan Qisheng has been acting in a low-key manner for the past half a year, don't look at his youth, he is very wise and clever, King Ning will definitely leave him with military advisors and others to assist, you be careful, don't be taken into the ditch by the other party."

After Cao Qichang reminded him, he waved his hand and said:

"Go, go and come back quickly, write down all the details of the poetry meeting, and come back and explain it in detail to me."

"Understood, Dad, I'm leaving."

Seeing his son running out of the house happily, Cao Qichang sighed slightly.

They are all young people of the same generation, not to mention that the prince of the East Palace exists like a demon.

is Zhao Wang Yuanluo, and this young son of King Ning, who has just debuted, is far superior to his son in terms of ability and mentality.

Compared with a few of them, his youngest sister-in-law exists like an idiot.

This made Cao Qichang's heart very unbalanced.

"Someone."

Cao Qichang shouted softly.

Immediately behind him a personal guard appeared.

"Send a few people to follow the third young master of Qiu, don't let him get into trouble, if there is an accident, send someone back to report immediately."

The personal guard answered, then turned his head and asked:

"Young Master Qiu has a strong personality, if something happens suddenly, he doesn't listen to me, what should I do?"

"Knocked out and carried back."

"Understood."

The personal guards exited the bookstore.

"Xiangye, my subordinates have a situation to tell." Master Jia Gongwang hurriedly came in.

"Mr. Jia, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Jia Gongwang approached Cao Qichang's side and said softly:

"The Zhan Mansion of the East Palace sent someone to convey the prince's message, saying that he learned from the two captured revenge alliance masters that Yu Kefan was not dead, and in addition to the crown prince, there was also the head of the Cao family in his revenge plan."

"What? He's not dead? Cao Qichang suddenly changed color and exclaimed.

"Yes, the body in the coffin on the spot is his stand-in."

Cao Qichang was speechless for a long time.

At the beginning, he wanted to use the Yu family, because he knew the status of the Yu family in the rivers and lakes, and many of his father's old subordinates and brothers were still active in the rivers and lakes.

This Yu Kefan is also a ruthless person, leaving only two grandsons to send away secretly, and the rest of the family members forced them to hang themselves or take poison.

Cao Qichang's sister is no exception.

"According to the confession of the two hall masters, the eldest prince Yanchun was also ambushed by Yu Kefan himself, and forced the eldest prince to kill himself."

"This bastard, a bastard with a thousand cuts."

Cao Qichang was so angry that he trembled all over, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his face was pale.

"Ouch, Xiangye, please don't get excited, pay attention to your body."

Seeing this, Jia Gongwang was half frightened to death, and repeatedly dissuaded him.

He was afraid that Cao Qichang would vomit blood again, and it would be troublesome.

However, Cao Qichang was a person who came over in the wind and waves after all, and this time he quickly calmed down.

People are dead, and no matter how excited they are, there is nothing they can do.

"In this way, last time Mama Rong was poisoned, there is no doubt that the manipulator behind the scenes is Yu Kefan." Jia Gong said.