Hearing this, the old lady was visibly stunned, and after a long pause, she asked in a trembling voice, "You...... What did you say? ”

Shen Ji's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he repeated quietly, "My son only likes to be widowed and have children." ”

When the words fell, it seemed that he felt that it was too one-sided, and he added two more sentences.

"It's better for the child to be a boy and a girl, and they are both grown up, and I don't have to worry about everything."

"It's better for the woman to be three years older than me, one year older, not one year less."

Mother Shen only felt that the sky had fallen, and pointed to the son of Qingfeng Jiyue on the opposite side with trembling hands, "You...... You rebel, you say it again! ”

Shen Ji's face did not change, and his tone was very calm, "My mother reacted so much, but what did my son say wrong?" ”

Shen's mother blushed, gritted her teeth and asked, "You are innocent, and you are a Tanhualang, no illness or disaster, why do you want to find such a woman to marry?" ”

When Shen Ji heard this, his mind moved, a trace of pain appeared on his face, and he said in a dumb voice, "My mother doesn't know, my son is in poor health, and he is different from ordinary people......

"What's the difference!" Shen motherly slapped the table angrily and shouted, "If you don't tell me the reason today, you have to show me something!" ”

Shen Ji blinked his eyes, the corners of his eyes were a little red, "Son...... Suffering from hidden diseases, infertility, and infertility in this life. ”

When Shen's mother heard this, she sat on the chair and looked at her son dumbfounded, "What's ......?"

Shen Ji sighed and beat his chest in pain, "My son is a waste, how can he look at a girl like a girl?" ”

Mother Shen was stunned, and only two words echoed in her mind.

Don't lift ...... Don't lift ......

Shen's mother had forgotten how she walked out of her son's study, only remembering that it was extremely cold and gloomy.

In the study, Shen Ji sat in place, looked at his mother's back through the window, lowered his head and chuckled, and continued to stare at the worship post on the table in a daze.

I didn't notice that there was a mouth on his side, and he could even swallow a whole duck egg.

"Sir, you... I...... Alas......"

Wen Mo didn't understand, but was shocked.

"What's wrong?" Shen Ji smiled in his words, and the whole person was much more vivid.

"How can a gentleman use such a thing as an excuse?" Wen Mo shook his head, looking flustered, "You did this for Mrs. Hou, does she know?" ”

"It's my own business, why should she know?" Shen Ji pinched the greeting post of the Guogong Mansion, and his tone was light.

"It's about a man's face!" Wen Mo jumped to his feet anxiously, and he couldn't wait to stuff his husband in front of the matchmaker now, "Man, don't you just want to save face?" ”

Shen Ji sneered casually and said slowly, "If you can marry Fang Xu in this life, it will be the most face-saving thing." ”

Wen Mo's eyes widened, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and only after a while did he whisper, "Sir...... The little one thinks you're crazy......"

Wen Mo pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Since Mr. is so fond of Madame, why don't you just say it and let her know?" ”

Shen Ji hooked his lips and said in a deep voice, "When I climb high enough to match her, I will naturally express my intentions." ”

Wen Mo stood behind him, rolled his eyes when he heard it, and learned his appearance, silent yin and yang.

Shen Ji also had eyes behind him, and his voice was a little colder, "The gong bucket and stables in the house haven't been cleaned yet, and the horses should be washed, I see that you are very ...... leisure."

"Sir, the little one is not idle, the little one is busy contributing to Mr.'s love, and the little one is the loyal slave of you and Mrs. Hou!"

Wen Mo had great insight and hurriedly opened his mouth to save it.

After hearing this, Shen Ji couldn't help laughing out loud, and scolded in a low voice, "I'm used to slapping sycophants!" ”

Seeing that Mr. didn't care, Wen Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better to pat the sycophant than to wash the fart!

About noon, the doorman recruited by the Shen family hurriedly rushed into the study and said loudly, "Sir, someone from the Fourth Prince's Mansion has come!" ”

Shen Ji responded, waved his hand and said, "Please come in." ”

"Yes."

The doorman stepped back, and in a short time a man was brought in.

The man's face was pale and dignified, and his steps were a little unsteady, and when he saw Shen Ji, he directly bent his knees and knelt in front of him, "Lord Shen!" ”

Shen Ji's eyebrows jumped, he glanced at the doorman, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go down first." ”

"Yes." The doorman left obediently, and did not forget to close the door for the people in the house.

Shen Ji looked back at him, his eyes sharpened a little, "Say, what's going on?" ”

The man's body trembled, his expression was painful, and he held back his emotions and lowered his voice, "Lord Shen, General Song, he ...... Dead! ”

The voice came into his ears, and Shen Ji only felt that it was not real, tilted his head sideways, and muttered, "What did you say?" ”

The man fell to the ground, suppressing his cry, "Last night, Lord Shen brought a message, and the fourth prince sent his subordinates to lead a team of guards to chase the ironclad army, who knows ......"

"General Song...... I didn't even make it out of the suburbs of Beijing, so I died tragically on the mountain! The man collapsed to the extreme, and said in a trembling voice, "General Song... The Ironclad... Those who go out have no life! ”

Shen Ji slowly stood up and knocked down the porcelain bowl in his hand.

The porcelain bowl falls to the ground with a crisp sound.

Like the hearts of the people in the house, they are broken and do not look like they.

"When the subordinates found them, General Song's red tassel spear was broken into two, General Song's head was separated, and his armor was stripped clean......" The man cried, and then raised his hand, slapped himself hard, and kept scolding in his mouth, "It's all to blame on the subordinates, if you can be faster......"

Shen Ji only felt that his eyes were black, and his dry Adam's apple rolled up and down, forcing himself to stabilize his spirit, "The fourth prince knows?" ”

The man shook his head and said with a look of remorse, "When my subordinates went back, they didn't see the figure of the prince, and they left their manpower, so they came to find Lord Shen." ”

Shen Ji closed his eyes, hid the emotions in his eyes, and muttered, "The last thing I want to hear is still here......

The man's face was full of tears, and he lowered his head guiltily.

Seinfeld is a victorious general, an undefeated god of war in the eyes of the people, and all the men of Dayan regard him as a hero.

The tragic death of a hero is unacceptable to anyone.

Shen Ji lifted his eyelids, his eyes moved slightly, turned his head sideways to look at Wen Mo, who had already been dumbfounded, and said abruptly, "Prepare the car, go...... Yongcheng Houfu. ”

After the words fell, Shen Ji turned his head, his gaze fell on the top of the man's head, and asked in a low voice, "Did you still find the one next to you?" ”

The man nodded, took out a cloth bag from his bosom, and pulled it open with all his might, revealing the arrow feather that had been broken in half.

"This is a broken arrow taken from General Song, and his subordinates were suspicious, so they brought it back."

Shen Ji raised his hand to take it, slowly turned the tail of the arrow, and saw the inscription at the end.

Shen Ji's eyes dimmed, put away the broken arrow, and said in a deep voice, "You go with me." (End of chapter)