Chen Cuo's gaze swept back and forth between Aster Ju and the steward Chen Hai, and his heart became cold.

These two people, one is in charge of the maidservant and the other is in charge of the servants, and the big and small things in the house are sorted out by the two of them, and they have always been in order, and they once felt comfortable, thinking that the days of the feudal landlords were really free.

Now I woke up suddenly!

He suddenly realized that in the heart of that old lady, I am afraid that his son is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and his second son may be regarded as an accessory and tool man of the eldest son!

"Prince, hurry up!"

Seeing that Chen Cuo was silent, Chen Hai urged again.

Aster also helped: "Yes, don't delay the time, please leave quickly." ”

Not only them, but also the female envoys and servants in this room, all stared at Chen Cuo, urging him to move quickly.

In an instant, Chen Cuo felt the weight on his body, and his hands and feet were cold.

In the past month, the little sense of belonging that he had finally given birth to was consumed in an instant, and he felt that he was out of place and this era.

Although surrounded by many people, Chen Cuo seemed to be standing alone in the ice and snow.

He clenched his fists, remembering the scene in front of him, then took a deep breath and stood up, his face blank.

Chen Hai immediately turned around and commanded.

"Prepare the car!"

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Jiankang, the capital of the Southern Dynasty, did not follow the layout of the north-south axis when it was built, but by the mountains and rivers, taking advantage of the trend, taking a natural meaning of heaven, but the imperial palace is still the core of this city.

The imperial city of Nanchen is located in the north of Jiankang City, surrounded by water on all sides, the south is the world-famous Qinhuai, there is Qingxi in the east, the tide ditch in the north, and the Yundu in the west. The banks of Qingxi and Chaogou are the residences of princes, nobles, ministers and officials.

Chen's Linru County Hou Mansion is also among them, located on the east bank of Qingxi, near the East Fence Gate, and near the edge of Jiankang City. He rode an ox cart, walked along the streets, and repeatedly observed, most of the surrounding houses were low, and the city wall on the east side was not made of bricks and stones, most of them were piled up with rammed earth.

"This is still the capital of the Southern Dynasties, and the city walls are not made of bricks and stones, let alone more than ten zhang high, so it cannot be a high-martial world. Chen Cuo tried his best to calm down, not thinking about the things that were just right, trying to divert his attention, thinking about the gods and ghosts of Zhou Youzi.

But thinking about it, I couldn't help but touch the situation.

"Ben was still worried that the two sides would be close and would show flaws, but now I realize that Chen Fangqing is not taken seriously, and he is an attachment of his eldest brother, is it considered a blessing in disguise?" laughed at himself, Chen Cuo was happy in his suffering.

Soon, the ox cart drove into the alley, and I saw the Nankang Mansion from a distance.

Chen Cuo learned from the memory fragments that the former King of Nankang, that is, Chen Fangqing's father, Chen Tanlang, was very popular with Gaozu Chen Baxian, Chen Cuo was a little suspicious of this, after all, Chen Tanlang was finally sent to the north as a hostage, but at least on the bright side, the two emperors were really interesting enough to the family of the King of Nankang-

It can be seen from the location of the Nankang Palace.

The palace is located on the west bank of Qingxi, almost close to the imperial city in the west, and you can see Dongfu City in the east, which is the residence of the prime minister.

The surrounding area of the palace is prosperous and tidy, and it is much better than Chen Cuo Nahou's mansion.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the slightest sense of belonging, he only feels depressed and secretly has a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the mansion, he was greeted with a sentence-

"Prince, you're in trouble. ”

It was the steward of the palace who spoke, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Chen Hai.

This person's name is Chen He, and he is the elder brother of Chen Hai, and both of them are the sons of the family.

"What do you mean?" Chen Cuo asked coldly, "I can't even take care of breakfast, and I came in a hurry, and it was a disaster at the head?"

Chen Hedao: "The prince is not angry, we are acting on orders, we must know ......"

"Alright, let's be clear. Chen Cuo waved his hand, too lazy to listen to the explanation.

Chen He was stunned for a moment, but his expression remained unchanged, and he said directly: "Mr. Zhou has just arrived, because the prince has not arrived, the mistress has to accuse, saying that you are slightly ill and failed to greet you in time," he lowered his voice, "You know the temperament of the mistress, she is already angry, and she will definitely be punished afterwards!"

Chen Cuo took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

As the saying goes, when people sit at home, disaster comes from heaven.

"In that case, then I will not go. As soon as he flicked his sleeves, he was about to turn around and leave, and he had no good impression of the Nankang County Palace, as well as the old mother Chen Fangqing who was only in his memory.

"Junhou, don't laugh!" Chen He's expression changed on the spot, "Please don't embarrass me and wait!" Besides, if you go back now, spread the word, others say that you are not filial, even if you are ambitious, it is difficult to recommend." ”

Chen Cuo glanced at the other party deeply, and got more information from the memory fragments.

His predecessor Chen Fangqing obviously has no right to speak at home, and Nan Chen has no imperial examination, if he wants to be humiliated, he must be able to rise up, but the way forward, is still in the palace, before he finds a back hand, it is really not easy to fall out.

It's just that this heart is even more responsive, but for now, he can only suppress his disgust first, and say, "According to you, what should I do?"

Chen He said: "Since the master mother said that you are slightly ill, then you have to wait for a while, and besides, please move to the backyard and wait for the old lady to summon." ”

Chen Cuo took a long breath, glanced at this Chen He deeply, and stepped into the house.

"You have to climb up as soon as possible! Otherwise, even the servants are polite on the surface, but in fact, they don't take me seriously at all, how much anger will they have to suffer in the future?"

With a heavy heart, Chen went to the garden in the backyard, and many servants around him faintly surrounded him, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Why is the second brother sighing?"

At this time, a childish voice came.

Chen Cuo looked for a sound, and the sight was a little girl in a skirt, about ten years old, holding a book, looking delicate.

As soon as the memory fragments turned, Chen mistakenly recognized that this was the third sister Chen Jiao, and it was also the daughter left by Chen Tanlang before he went north to hostage.

In my memory, Chen Fangqing had a fairly harmonious relationship with this sister, and when I saw it, I had to say hello twice, but I didn't dare to talk too much, so I didn't accidentally show my feet.

He didn't know that this appearance made Chen Jiao misunderstood.

"I know why you're worried," Xiao Chen Jiao jumped up and handed over the book in her hand, "Read the book first, rest assured." ”

"What is this?" Chen Cuo took it and looked at it, and saw that the cover was written with the words "Qingzhai Records".

"The great genius Lu Wei's "Qingzhai Records"! You don't know it, right? He lived in seclusion in Dongshan, cultivated Taoism, and often wrote poems and experiences, which were sorted out by the servants, and would soon spread throughout Jiankang!" Chen Jiao's black and white eyes were almost starring, "I heard that Lu Caizi is handsome, not only pedantic and human, but also has supernatural skills. ”

Looking at his sister-in-law's appearance of a star-chasing family, Chen Cuo shook his head, and then flipped through the books, and at a cursory glance, most of them were poems, and there were also words about mysteries, but they couldn't arouse his interest.

Seeing this, Chen Jiao was a little unconvinced, so she said: "Second brother, you are worried about being blamed by your mother, so you are absent-minded, otherwise as long as you take a closer look, you will know Lu Caizi's ability! His transcript is the fashion of Jiankang City, I don't know how many sons of the family follow suit, but there are only a handful of people who can be praised!"

Chen Cuo nodded in agreement, and asked casually, "Listen to what you mean, this Lu Wei is a Taoist priest?"

Chen Jiao saw him asking, and immediately said: "Lu Caizi is valued by the Heavenly Master and accepted as a closed disciple, but I know, what you really want to ask is really the situation of the cultivator in the main hall, right?" She rolled her eyes, "Okay, this girl saved you once, you have to remember to owe me a favor once, and help me buy Dong Shouge's rouge a few more times!"

Chen Cuo came to his senses at this time, thinking that he knew how to put on makeup at such a young age, and asked in his mouth: "How can you help me?"

Chen Jiao grinned, took out a paper crane from her sleeve, held it in front of her with both hands, blew lightly, and then exhaled: "Hurry!"

"Are you ......" Chen Cuo was about to ask, but his eyes widened, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly!

I saw that the paper crane trembled lightly under an order, then shook the paper wings, jumped twice on Chen Jiao's hand, and finally flew up lightly, hovering above the heads of the two for a while, making a "scum" sound, that strive, like a living thing!

In the end, the paper crane paused at Chen Jiao's fingertips for a moment, while Chen Jiao whispered twice.

Chen Cuo stared at the paper crane, his eyes widened, and he watched the paper crane leave Chen Jiao's fingers, climb up like a bird, and finally fly into the courtyard wall and disappeared.

"This ...... What's going on?"

He took a deep breath and felt that something was wrong.

Chen Cuo can be sure that Chen Jiao neither threw the paper crane, nor did she shake it with silk threads or the like, she really held it in the palm of her hand, blew her breath, and spit out a word, and the paper crane flew up by itself, as if it was alive!

Ancient black technology?

Mohist tricks?

Doubts crossed his mind, and finally he thought about it.

People are right in front of them, what are they still thinking, just ask!