Shang Zhiyin muttered, knowing in her heart that this was the only way, so she had to endure it.

On the contrary, Shang Zhihe, who was lying on the bed, had long lost his arrogance as before, and when he opened his eyes, he was on the top of the bed, what was there to look forward to on such a day.

So he closed his eyes and said coldly.

"I'm annoyed, you go out and talk, I'm going to sleep."

Shiro's daughter-in-law looked distressed, her son just woke up, how could she continue to sleep?

In this way, it is nothing more than feeling noisy.

Seeing that his good son should be wandering outside, but now he gave up on himself because of his lameness, the hatred in Shiro's daughter-in-law's heart was hooked up a lot.

Mrs. Wei felt a little guilty about this grandson.

If the other party was not the prince of King Fu, then she would definitely make the murderer pay, but now, everyone is pressing her grandson, so that he can't retaliate even if he wants to.

It's true that everyone is sorry for him, so he is more spoiled than before.

immediately pulled Shang Zhiyin out of the house and stopped disturbing his grandson.

Shang Zhiyin is also a young lady who has grown up with thousands of pets, and it is okay once or twice, but if she has to endure her brother every day, her little caution will be exposed.

When I went out, my face was even more ugly than before.

"My brother is like this every time, it's as if we hurt him, don't take the fire on us if you have the ability."

There is revenge, there is revenge, what kind of uncle is here!

"Nonsense, Yin'er, you mother, if even you can't understand his suffering, who else can?"

Shang Zhiyin lowered her head, knowing that her grandmother favored her brother, so naturally she would not rush to say it.

It's just that for this useless brother in my heart, I have long been in a state of giving up.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mrs. Wei was also sad in her heart.

Her grandchildren and granddaughters are her treasures, and she doesn't want to be sad alone, so she has to change the topic again.

"Okay, let's go back to your house first, grandmother will see if there is anything missing, and then I will buy you some more."

Hearing this, Shang Zhiyin's little face had a smile.

She has always taken care of herself with this kind of temperament, as long as there is a benefit, she is easy to talk about anything.

In the Guogong Mansion, it has been nearly half a month since the door was closed, and the General's Mansion is no exception.

But the Lantern Festival has always been the highlight of the Daxing Dynasty, and naturally it is indispensable for hundreds of officials to be absent.

Especially this year, I don't know what His Majesty's sudden interest was, and he said that he would cruise the canal on the outskirts of the city to enjoy the lantern festival.

After the news came out, the officials in charge of the matter broke their legs and began to arrange, which is why today's excitement is here.

Lantern Festival on the night.

The sun sets, the moon rises, and the lights are bright.

In the canal on the outskirts of Sui'ancheng, the lotus river lanterns float everywhere, a little like stars.

Every river lantern is a person's feelings, so people are a little trance and envy.

At the moment, all private boats in the canal are embargoed.

Just because they had to make way for the royal painting boat, and after the royal painting boat, there were seven or eight official painting boats, all of which were pulled together by iron chains, and looked like a long dragon from a distance.

There are some people standing in groups of three or five above, all of whom have extraordinary backgrounds, either civil and military officials, or young ladies of the family, or sons of the wang family.

Today it is neatly gathered.

The boat is wide and delicately decorated.

Standing on the top of the attic of the middle cabin, you can overlook the entire western suburbs canal.

Stretching endlessly, with a long history.

Everyone was talking and drinking with a smile on their faces, and there was no sense of urgency at all.

On top of the royal painting boat, there are princes and nobles.

Today, the crown prince attended on behalf of His Majesty, and naturally followed by all the princes and princesses.

The people of Qingyishui are the most powerful people in the Daxing Dynasty today, and even the momentum of the painting boat has added a lot of prestige.

The prince is in the middle, and the people who follow him left and right are all confidants.

Although it is your own person who runs the painting boat, you must be more careful when you go out.

Prime Minister Guo Cheng is dressed up festively today, which makes him more than ten years younger, and he is like an immortal descending to the earth, revealing a curious look of everything.

And the accompanying princes were also full of joy, especially King De, who said happily.

"The prince is still capable, this painting boat to tour the canal to see the lotus lantern, it's not interesting."

In the past, they all watched singing, dancing, eating and feasting in the palace or in the imperial city, and there was no difference.

But now, even if you still watch singing, dancing and eating wine banquets, it's much more interesting.

Hearing his words, the prince smiled, took the wine glass in his hand and said to everyone.

"It's also the father's interest together, and this is the only way to say that the painting boat is swimming in the river, and the palace doesn't dare to take this credit."

The corners of the four princes' mouths were smiling, but there was disdain in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, may I prosper for generations to come."

The prince fell, and everyone present was uncooperative, everyone drank a full cup of wine, and talked about the topic next to him with a smile.

Shang Ji, who was sitting next to Prime Minister Guo, was more concerned about his wife Du Jingyi who was on the official painting boat behind him at the moment.

The boat is not as good as the land, and I don't know if she is uncomfortable at the moment?

Prime Minister Guo Cheng's seven tricks are exquisite, and he knows what Shang Ji thinks at a glance, and he strokes his beard with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and said teasingly.

"The general of the dignified Tiger Army, but at the moment he only remembers the little lady at home, but he is going to make people laugh."

If someone else said this, Shang Ji would definitely go back.

But it was Prime Minister Guo Cheng who spoke, and Shang Ji glanced at his old man playfully, and then shook off the past and said.

"I don't know who it is, I heard that I was just drunk and went back two hours late, and I was punished by my wife to stand in the courtyard and not get close, and I listened to it as an interesting story when my grandmother said it."

Guo Cheng's reputation is not a day or two.

Therefore, he was not afraid of being ridiculed, and said with an indifferent face.

"I'm afraid of smoking my wife and smelling alcohol in the yard."

Shang Ji didn't say much, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and it could be seen that when he got along with Guo Chengxiang, he was very relaxed.

It was about Shang Ji who mentioned the past, so Prime Minister Guo couldn't help but sigh.

"Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, you little ones can hold up the door, okay, if you know the truth, you must be glad that you have today's achievements."

Gu Yangang is Shang Ji's maternal grandfather.

Marshal Gu Jiajun, who is famous and famous, has also been close friends with Prime Minister Guo Cheng for many years.

It's a pity that the two people who should have been drinking and talking in this lively season are now separated forever.

Therefore, when he mentioned it, Shang Ji's eyes were also full of nostalgia.

In the past, there was more indignation, but now that the quiet years have made him less angry, he replied in a calm tone.

"If the merit is not meritorious, I am meaningless, as long as I can let my grandmother take care of her life and take care of my aunts, I will not be worthy of the kindness of the Gu family over the years."

(End of chapter)