Haunted?

Jiang Fuyuan frowned slightly: "How do you know that Aunt Zhu's house is haunted?" ”

The little cub thought he whispered: "Because Brother Ah Li has been living in our house for the past few days, Ah Niu and they said that it was because Aunt Zhu's house was haunted, so they let Brother Ah Li come to live." ”

The little tail note of the milk whirring was captured by Zhu Li, he scratched his head, and explained shyly: "No, my mother said that I can't study well at home......"

Then he couldn't go on, and he confessed his shortcomings in front of his two younger brothers, blaming him for being ashamed.

"Since you know your problem, why don't you calm down and read it?" Ke Mingsong frowned like a little master, "I've studied for so long, I can't even memorize the first four sentences of the "Three Character Classic". ”

Zhu Li immediately lowered his head, and his thin white and tender face flushed slightly.

At the critical moment, Ke Mingbai raised his little hand: "Brother, I will, I will!" ”

After speaking, he read it vigorously: "At the beginning of people, their nature is good, their sex is similar, and their habits are far away. ”

Zhu Li's face turned even redder.

Jiang Fuyuan watched the three little radish heads tear down each other with a smile, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his voice gently relieved Zhu Li: "Okay, it's not time to get out of school yet, you all go back and sit down obediently and continue to class." ”

The three little radish heads answered yes at the same time, and ran back to the Westinghouse and continued to study with the master.

After finishing her cub addiction, Jiang Fuyuan went back to the house to freshen up a little, changed into a jacket embroidered with red plum piping, and lay on a chair in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

Jingzhou is colder than Bozhou, but the sun is warm at this time, and the sound of the cubs reading is in her ears, and before she knows it, she fell asleep on the recliner.

Falling asleep, she felt a little tickle in her ears, and she hummed indistinctly twice, and she struggled to open her sleepy eyes.

It was Zhong Jifeng who was pulling up her sleeping hair.

The jet-black hair was loosely tied by him with a red hair band, and the movements were gentle and slow, as if what he was holding in his hand was not green silk, but a pool of blue water, and if the amplitude was slightly larger, the water would flow away from his fingers.

Jiang Fuyuan: "What time is it?" Are you done? ”

As soon as they arrived in Jingzhou, the three of them separated, Jiang Fuyuan hurried home to suck cubs, Chi Xinsu wanted to return to the Dao Palace, and Zhong Yifeng wanted to report to the second prince.

Zhong Yongfeng snorted: "It's almost time to Shen, let's be hungry, get up and eat something." ”

Jiang Fuyuan lazily lifted his eyelids and looked at the table next to him, what is more than a little food here, crispy duck breast, sugar chestnuts, steamed bait pieces...... A table full of steaming was spreading.

He bought all the delicious snacks from Jiuxiao to Jiutam all the way.

Jiang Fuyuan slept for a while, just a little hungry, but she didn't bother to move, so she simply raised her face and said "ah".

Zhong Yongfeng looked at the person in front of him half-lying on the rocking chair, his eyes slightly closed, his snow-white neck was exposed in front of him without reservation, and he opened his mouth to wait for feeding, and his heart moved slightly.

That's how she trusts herself......

Zhong Yongfeng restrained his desire to touch the snow-white hand, and instead picked up a sugar chestnut, peeled the shell, and put it into his lips that looked sweeter than the sugar chestnut.

As soon as Mrs. Zhu entered the door, she saw this scene of a beautiful woman lying on her cheeky bones, and a good lover lazily feeding.

She covered her mouth and laughed: "It seems that I came unfortunately." ”

Jiang Fuyuan turned her head to see her: "Wushuang, you came just in time, come and eat together." ”

Mrs. Zhu walked up to her and said, "No, the dinner at home is ready, just wait for you to come back so that I can catch you up." ”

She looked at the table full of snacks and quipped, "If you are big, you can keep your stomach and eat my family's food, these can be fed to the small ones." ”

"If you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first grab her cub's stomach."

After saying that, she felt that this sentence was a bit offensive, after all, Jiang Fuyuan was a widow, and Zhong Yongfeng was a general, and it was a bit sensational to ask the general to chase the widow to please other people's children.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yongfeng was silent for only a moment, and answered in a low voice.

Mrs. Zhu: ......

"Hahaha." She smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect Lord Zhong to also like to joke." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "I'm not kidding. ”

Mrs. Zhu: ......

Jiang Fuyuan didn't care about the awkward atmosphere between the two, and only asked Mrs. Zhu: "Why did you think of setting up a banquet at your house to pick up the wind for me?" ”

She suddenly thought of the cub's whisper, and frowned slightly: "Is your house really haunted?" ”

"How do you know?" Mrs. Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then gave herself the answer, "It's really worthy of being the envoy of the Immortal Venerable, it's really accurate!" ”

Jiang Fuyuan didn't bother to explain, and only continued to ask: "What kind of ghost?" Did you see that? ”

Mrs. Zhu shook her head: "I didn't see anyone, but every night there will be strange movements in the backyard, like someone is whispering, but if I really run over to see, there is nothing." ”

"No trouble?"

"No, my husband said that it might be a little thief, because he lost something at home."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhu's expression became a little strange.

Jiang Fuyuan was curious: "What did you lose?" ”

Mrs. Zhu: "Lost ...... Some incense candles. ”

Jiang Fu Kite: ???

Mrs. Zhu sighed lightly: "It's just that I lost the incense and candles, I'm worried, which little thief do you say will only steal these when he comes to the door?" ”

"You also know that Ah Li is light on the bones and easy to encounter that kind of thing, so I have to have more eyes and let Ah Li live in your house for a while."

Jiang Fuyuan frowned, and gently knocked on the armrest of the recliner: "It's really strange, then I'll go and see it tonight." ”

"Hey, good!" Mrs. Zhu pursed her lips and smiled reassuringly.

She has a kind of blind trust in Jiang Fuyuan, after all, Jiang Fuyuan's rescue of Zhu Li's hand was too magical, and she directly let her hang an eight-hundred-meter-thick filter.

In a relaxed mood, she even looked at Zhong Yongfeng on the side, and smiled and invited: "Lord Zhong, why don't you come with me tonight, my husband always praises you, saying that you are a brave and resourceful loyal person." ”

Zhong Yongfeng nodded and said, "Okay, I have also admired the demeanor of the young master for a long time, and I just took this opportunity to visit." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyuan looked up at Zhong Yongfeng: "Do you know the unparalleled husband?" ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "I wish the young master is the teacher of the second prince, and we have had several encounters. ”

Today, there are many heirs of the saint, but only three can grow up, the five princes are weak and sickly, embarrassed and useful, the nine princes were born and criticized, and have been kept hidden outside the palace, only the second prince is considered to be righteous, and upright by nature, with the world in mind, is the unyielding candidate for the prince.

Therefore, there are many loyal people around the second prince, who are dedicated to making him the future king. Zhu Wenyan and Zhong Yongfeng are two of them.

One of the two is a Wenchen who taught the prince since childhood, and the other is a newly recruited general, although the road ahead is different, the purpose is to let the people of the Great Shun Kingdom live and work in peace and contentment, enjoy the peace, and work together under the premise of one master, they naturally appreciate each other.

Jiang Fuyuan sighed: "I thought that the young masters were all old men in their seventies and eighties, but there were also young ones." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "I wish the young master is in the prime of life." ”

The two people in front of them naturally asked and answered, but they made Mrs. Zhu taste beautiful.

It's so sweet, she couldn't help but hold her face and smile at her aunt, if only her own one could be as knowledgeable and interesting as Lord Zhong......

Thinking of this, the smile on her face suddenly froze: "Resignation, if my husband doesn't speak well later, please take care of ......."

Jiang Fuyuan: "Why do you say that? ”

Zhong Yongfeng replied to Mrs. Zhu, who was embarrassed: "Because Young Master Zhu is a standard literati. ”

Jiang Fuyuan was puzzled: "What's wrong with the standard literati?" ”

Zhong Yongfeng said lightly: "He hates other people's things like talking about gods and ghosts the most." ”

"Zi is silent, and the strange force is confused."

(End of chapter)