After sending Xia Sushuang back to the guest house of the Gongfu and settling her to sleep, Song Guanqiong returned to the Qingshe where she lived on weekdays.

It just so happened that the two beauties turned in from the cloister, and looking at the direction, they came back from Yangrong Hall.

It was the Yang family who invited them to question again.

The two beauties, one with a slender waist, and one with a round and jade bead, were all selected by the Yang family two months ago and sent to the Qingshe to serve Song Guanqiong.

Seeing that the prince was back, the elder sister with a slender waist bowed from afar and said, "The eldest lady asked about the Qingshe side again......

The round and jade sister was still a little naïve, following closely behind, and her lowered head raised her eyes from time to time to peek at the world.

Song Guanqiong skipped the two of them and didn't stop for a moment: "Answer her as usual." ”

"Yes."

The two sisters looked at the back of the prince in his clothes, glanced at each other, and retreated.

When the Duchess of the Kingdom rewarded people, the prince did not say a word, but in the past two months, he has never touched them.

In fact, the two of them were not even allowed to approach the main gate of the Qingshe, but Song Guanqiong asked them to lie in front of the Yang family, fabricating the words they had served, and the words that the Yang family explained to them had to let the prince know without saying a word.

"Sister, do you think there is any hidden illness in the prince?" My sister asked unrelentingly.

She couldn't understand that they were sent by the Duchess to serve the prince, and they didn't harm him, even if they did, it wouldn't be good.

Seeing that her sister still had the intention of clinging, the sister who nodded at the head said coldly: "Have you forgotten what you saw in the dark prison, if you want to die, don't pull me." ”

Shizi looked like a dizzy person.

Hearing my sister speak, my sister remembered the death row prisoners they had seen in the dark prison, and couldn't help but shiver.

At the beginning, the Duchess of the Kingdom rewarded them to the prince, and the two sisters had the dream of being favored and leaping over the branches to be the masters, who would have thought that the noble prince who was praised by everyone outside would have such a gloomy and terrifying private prison in private.

If they rashly annoy him, with just one sentence, they will become like those twisted and mutilated human forms in the dark prison, steamed flesh and bones, innumerable.

As if she smelled the pungent smell of blood in the prison again, her sister's liver trembled, and she immediately decided to be obedient and not to do superfluous things.

only sighed that the Duchess of the country, thinking that she had the prince firmly in control, but in fact, the prince had the support of the grandfather of the country, and in the two years since he returned home, he had slowly controlled the inside and outside, and what the Duchess could know was just that the prince wanted her to know.

Song Guanqiong returned to the study, picked up a piece of glass that had been polished and thin from the ebony tray, took a handful of water from the porcelain jar, and wet the grinding stone next to it.

Soon, as always, there was a "snort" sound of polishing the glass pieces in the study.

"Cao Changyu, the envoy of the Huizhou Festival who is fighting against the grandfather of the country, will have a surname Zhou in his subordinates, and he will arrive in Jianjing in the next two days."

The beautiful man who was still playing a feather fan in the middle of winter, appeared in the study at some point, sat on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea, bringing such a news.

Song Guanqiong didn't look up, "Just him?" ”

"I only brought a team of light horsemen back to Beijing to report on his work, this Zhou general is not from an obvious background, but he has won battles one after another, Xu Guogong is also willing to give him credit, this time he returns to Beijing, he must be promoted to the saint, and he is not happy to see this."

The two generals of the dynasty, Song Chengnan, the Duke of Dingguo, and Cao Changyu, the Duke of Xuguo, were in charge of the east and west, and were called the marshal of the Zhuguo.

Cao Changyu's people were promoted, and the other was eliminated, and the Duke of Dingguo was not happy to see it.

But even so, the two of them are only in charge of forty percent of the army, and today's military power is still firmly in the hands of the Heavenly Family, and Emperor Jingyuan is the real emperor.

Shi Jingliu said as he looked at Song Guanqiong's face.

But he only buried his head in polishing the glass, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Shi Jingliu said again: "In my opinion, Xu Guogong's son has no talent and no virtue, Xu Guogong is afraid that he has no other hope, so he values Zhou Fengxi, who was born recklessly, but when he comes to Jianjing, he may not be able to figure out the holy will, and he stumbles everywhere, and his horse's hooves can't be raised.

And people often say that the Beijing official is the third level, the prince is doing things under the prince, and the one who is close to him is the prince, and there is no worry about external transfer, he must be promoted step by step, and the grandfather of the country really does not have to worry about Beijing. ”

"Yes."

Don't you have to worry......

Song Guanqiong replied meaninglessly, raised the glass piece, and faced the moon hanging high outside the window.

The moonlight passed through the hall, and the cold light and the warm light of the lamp together, through the glass sheets, fell a brilliant shallow streamer on his eyes.

The prince never had the slightest wave, and Shi Jingliu couldn't help asking: "The prince, everyone wants to be a great minister, what about you?" ”

He was not Song Guanqiong's person, but the military advisor of Dingguo Gong, who was assigned to return to Beijing from the border pass to assist the young son.

On the one hand, Dingguo Gong was instructed to protect this son, and on the other hand, he investigated whether Song Guanqiong was qualified to inherit the Guogong Mansion.

"Naturally, so do I."

Song Guanqiong said lightly and firmly.

Shi Jingliu couldn't see it, and he couldn't see the fanaticism and restlessness in his eyes that were born for power.

The faint light of the glass covered a pair of eyes that were too silent.

Song Guanqiong seemed to only care about whether the glass piece in his hand was polished to the right thickness, and he was not worried about the changes in the situation.

Shi Jingliu was accustomed to Song Guanqiong's move of polishing the glass pieces during the deliberations, but he said that people have many quirks, this preference is no different from drinking tea and arranging flowers.

When Song Guanqiong was satisfied with the polishing, he took the carving knife and carved the lines that he had already thought of on the glass piece.

He didn't know how many pieces he had polished, and everything was done with ease.

"Where did the Son of the World go before dawn this morning?"

Shi Jingliu asked the same thing as Yang.

He is not the Yang family, and he knows that the prince was not outside the palace last night, and it is impossible to see Song Guanqiong when the palace gate is not opened.

Didn't he go to see the prince, did he do something, did he do what the prince ordered?

Song Guanqiong carved the knife for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he seemed to borrow a touch of light from the carving knife.

"Father told you to ask?"

Of course, it was impossible for Grandpa Guo to know so early, and it was Shi Jingliu who thought of asking first.

It's also that he is a little anxious, and it is not too late to ask Grandpa Guo.

I don't know when, Shi Jingliu began to understand the actions of the prince, and he was uneasy, so he was negligent for a moment and asked the master for an answer.

It was really what the prince said, to be a powerful minister of a very human minister, Shi Jingliu was a little hard to believe.

Gold and silver, fine wine, beautiful women......

These benefits brought by power are not good for the world.

Can the person who is about to be weakened be able to hibernate like the Emperor Yang of the previous dynasty and hide the desire for pleasure?

In front of him, it was more like he was hiding his true purpose.

At first, Shi Jingliu thought of the easiest way to understand the prince, which was to ask his female master.

But the female master chattered about how his apprentice was filial and sensible, and asked him if his son was bullied in Beijing, giving Shi Jingliu a feeling that he was playing Tai Chi.

At that time, the prince of the world was meekly guarding her side, and the master and apprentice got together, looking simple and harmless one by one.

And Grandpa Guo didn't care much about the strange temperament of the prince, and even praised his elusiveness.

Shi Jingliu inexplicably felt that under the calm face of the person in front of him, there seemed to be something hidden...... and the desire for destruction that is completely submerged in the worlds.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, and after the words were finished, Shi Jingliu got up and retired.

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In the guest house, Xia Sushuang woke up, and the house was dim and quiet.

She recalled the reason why she had fallen asleep, hissed lightly, and threw herself back on the pillow, probably being carried back by her apprentice.

This master has done a bit of a shame.

It seems that there is still a lot more practice to be practiced.

It was already the middle of the night outside, and there was nothing to get up about, Xia Xushuang lay on the pillow in a daze, recalling what the eldest apprentice asked her.

Did you really come to Jianjing to visit them?

Actually, no, she lied.

She came to Jianjing because she received a message.

That man is coming back from Huzhou......

After ten years, has his appearance changed a lot, and if he sees her, will he still remember?

The rustling of snow outside the house interrupted Xia Sushuang's thoughts, and then the window was gently slammed.

She didn't get out of bed, and the cat generally propped up the low table next to the bed and went to open the window.

A plush head comes into view.

It's her white fox Bubu!

The white fox, without a trace of variegation, screamed twice, which was considered to be in response to her, and then deftly jumped into the window and shook the snow on the crescent moon table.

"Why are you here?"

Xia Sushuang was surprised and delighted, it was half a month's journey from Duoyan Mountain, and Bu Bu was a little fox, and it was hard to imagine how he came with him.

Bu Bu rubbed his head against her chin, showing off the white fox's slender and smooth elegant figure.

Xia Sushuang's heart softened, and she was hesitating to drive her back.

If you don't go back, Jianjing is full of people, it runs out for fear of danger, go back, such a long way, it's a great luck for a little fox to come, and I'm afraid that something will happen when I go back......

When Xia Sushuang was entangled, the white fox licked her, jumped lightly on the thick carpet, and fought wits and courage with a vermilion lacquer six-ren box under the plaque of the words "jade pot ice".

Until the sky outside turned silvery gray, she was still pouting and thinking.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Bu Bu went to pick the crack in the door, and Xia Sushuang knew that it was not the female envoy in the courtyard who came, so she got up and went around to the back of the bed tent to put on her coat.

"Come in."

The door opened, and the little white fox pounced on the black boots of the man who had entered.

"Bubu?"

Song Guanqiong scooped up the little white fox and walked to the bedside, "It's still early, why don't you sleep for a while, Master." ”

Xia Sushuang pulled out the long hair that was pressed by his coat, and habitually threw his entanglement to him, "Ah Ji, Bu Bu came with me, what should I do now?" ”

Song Guanqiong's heart Dao Bu Bu is here, what else is there on the difficult mountain that makes the master worry, it seems that God wants her to stay by his side.

"Bu Bu is so obedient, he won't cause trouble if he stays, if he does, I will support it."

"Just spoil it."

That being said, but someone finally made a decision, and Xia Sushuang breathed a sigh of relief.

After a pause, she said again: "Listening to your voice, didn't you drink the medicine to dispel wind and cold yesterday?" ”

It turned out that it didn't, and he somehow bruised his hand.

Xia Sushuang had a rare opportunity to care about the eldest apprentice, and immediately asked the female envoy to boil the medicine to dispel the wind and cold, and asked him to sit down, apply the wound medicine to his hands, and bandage them.

After drinking the medicine, Song Guanqiong lay on the Hu bed, his eyebrows were lazy, and the morning light outside the window was rare, dyeing his slightly closed eyelashes a light color.

Bu Bu came over and nestled under the crook of his arm, and Song Guanqiong followed the little fox's chin with his hand, and his eyes swept to the woman who lowered his head and was concentrating on bandaging him.

The envoy came in again, holding a bowl of jerky that the prince had commanded.

Xia Sushuang was worried that Bu Bu didn't eat well all the way, Song Guanqiong sat outside and blocked it, she could only cross him, holding on to the edge of the Hu bed but taking the plate.

Song Guanqiong looked at her with a thin waist in front of her eyes, her wrapped fingers trembled slightly, Xia Sushuang was unconscious, and took the dish and fed Bu Bu.

The envoy saw it in her eyes and did not dare to speak.

In fact, she has already felt that the relationship between master and apprentice has not been good in the past few days, the female master's mind is clear, and she doesn't know the thoughts of the son of the world, does she want to mention the female master?

Just as she was hesitating, Shizi looked sideways, and she was so shocked that she quickly lowered her head and shut up.

She is the female envoy of the Guogong Mansion, how can she offend the prince, and there are many pickled things in the high gate, it is good for them to be alone, and they should not talk too much about the master's affairs.

Thinking like this, she stepped back.

Song Guanqiong retracted his gaze and said to Xia Sushuang: "Master, I have a sword move that is not very neat, and I want Master to take a look." ”

Xia Sushuang was in a good mood for Bu Bu's arrival, and threw the dried meat up, and the little fox caught it neatly, she clapped her hands, "Okay, let's go to the yard." ”

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On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Xia Sushuang stood in the snowy yard and turned around a few times, the plum blossoms were still blooming on the tree, and under the tree were the footprints of Bu Bu.

Xiang Jingkui entered the courtyard.

"Bubu ——!" When Xiang Jingkui saw the little fox, he screamed with joy and rolled in the snow with the little fox.

"It came with it? What a clever Bubu! Xiang Jingkui praised and touched his body again, but unfortunately he didn't bring jerky.

Xia Sushuang brushed the snow off the little apprentice's hair and clothes, and said, "Your senior brother has already fed it this morning. ”

Not long after he left, Xiang Jingkui came.

Xia Sushuang invited the little apprentice over today because she wanted to go out and play together.

Xiang Jingkui asked, "Senior brother is not going?" ”

"I heard something."

The big apprentice walked in a hurry.

"Can Bubu come along?"

Xia Sushuang shook his head, Xiang Jingkui was very pity, touched the little fox's head, and scared it: "You can only watch the house, we will be back soon, don't go out with you anymore, the yellowbeard outside loves to eat fox meat." ”

Bu Bu tilted his head, obviously not understanding.

Xia Sushuang threw Buza's ball into the house, and when Bu Bu chased in, he pulled the little apprentice out of the courtyard.

As soon as the two of them left the second gate, they saw a figure hurrying in their footsteps, and when they saw them, they paused and turned into the corridor behind a few clumps of bamboo.

"Isn't that the cheap brother of the Duchess of the Kingdom?" Xiang Jingkui frowned.

Xia Sushuang didn't want to delay any time to irrelevant people, and said, "Let's go." "Let's go ahead.

"Master is in such a hurry to go out to play, is he being detained ruthlessly in the Guogong Mansion?" She said as she hurried to follow.

Over there, Yang Shaolian suddenly bumped into them, was shocked, and hurriedly went to another road because he had something in his heart.

After he went to see the Yang family, he only said that he was instructed by Yang's father to invite a plum tree from the courtyard of the Guogong Mansion to go back, and he had to stay in the mansion for a night.

It's just a plum tree, Yang didn't bother to pay attention to it, and let him pick it himself.

Yang Shaolian walked out of Yangrong Hall, but turned around and went to the back kitchen, found the familiar handyman envoy, and stuffed her with a bag of silver and a bag of medicinal powder.

"This, you throw yourself into the food of the female master in the guest house."