At dusk, Zhong came out of the house yawning, the flask at his waist was already empty, and his eyes were tired.
Lingxi rushed to him and asked, "Second uncle, is your grandmother okay?"
” Zhong gave her a blank look: "Am I an immortal?"
What is good when you get sick?
” Lingxi glanced at the room: "So what's going on now?"
” Situ Jiuyun also walked over at this time, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped, expecting an answer in his eyes.
Zhong Duangut looked at the eyes of these two people, and said helplessly: "The old lady has been sick for a few years, and it is impossible to eradicate it all at once, give me a few more days!"
” After hearing this, Lingxi already had a bottom in his heart: "Thank you Second Uncle." ” "Say thank you to me!"
Zhong Broken Intestines ignored her and instead helped Situ Jiuyun: "Don't worry, you kid, buy a few pots of good wine for the second uncle and come back, and return you to an old and strong grandmother in a few days." ” Situ Jiuyun immediately ordered Chun'er to buy wine and come back, and turned to look at him: "I see that the second uncle looks tired, it is better to go and rest first, I asked people to prepare a clean guest room last night." ” Zhong nodded his head: "It's also a ---Oh, by the way, when I went out, your father asked me to tell you, he can't get out of the court now, you will definitely do your best for the old lady's filial piety, and it doesn't hurt to stay longer." ” After Situ Jiuyun heard this at this time, his eyebrows and eyes stretched: "Thank you Second Uncle for informing me." ” After all, there are guests visiting, even if Situ Jiuyun doesn't like Yan Jinchao anymore, he can't show the surface too much, and still orders the kitchen to make a large table of dishes.
At the dinner table, Situ Jiuyun replaced wine with tea, toasted Zhong Broken Intestines, saluted Lu Qinglian, and ignored Yan Xiaohou who was sitting in the middle.
Yan Jinchao, who was dressed in red and bright, smiled indifferently at the corner of his lips at this time, but looked at Situ Lingxi with a wine glass: "Lingxi, let's have a drink!"
” "She doesn't drink!"
It was Situ Jiuyun who said this, and he glared at Yan Jinchao: "Since you are willing to let you live here, give me some peace!"
” "The general is so fierce!"
Yan Jinchao said in embarrassment: "The visitor is a guest, you are so hospitable, where have you learned the etiquette of Confucius and Mencius from childhood to adulthood!"
” "I don't need to be reasonable with a demon king like you."
"Che, I'm not going to drink a little wine!
A big general held tea and saluted people, embarrassed. ” Situ Jiuyun saw that he was trying to find fault: "Shut up." ” "Okay, I'll shut up."
Yan Jinchao was holding a glass of wine, he couldn't beat Situ Jiuyun and his momentum was not as good as him, but he was indignant in his heart.
"Little Hou Ye, I still respect you!"
Lu Qinglian squinted at the smiling guest and held a wine glass to him.
"It's still Qinglian who is sensible."
After Yan Jinchao finished speaking, he touched the wine glass with her and raised his head to drink.
Lingxi had seen Situ Jiuyun get drunk, and he couldn't bear to look at it and cry so much that he cried to his mother.
That time, it was still in the wordless mansion, where was Chu.
Lingxi was holding the bowl at this time: "Qinglian, why don't you come here in Shangjing?"
"It stands to reason that now she should focus on winning Zhou Feihuan!
"Isn't it because the little monks have come to Yangcheng?"
Lingxi was taken aback: "He came to ---- Yang City?"
” Yan Jinchao said: "His Royal Highness King Anqing has been in the palace for some reason recently, and the emperor ordered him to put down all the things in his hands when he occupies the time, but this Yongle Three Palaces can't be delayed!"
In order to be able to preach Buddhism here as soon as possible, Master Shi Daoan took Shi Ran and Zhou Feihuan to the Yongle Three Palaces, and wanted to supervise the construction. ” Situ Jiuyun seemed to have heard the most important news at this time, he was in Yangcheng for the past few days, and he didn't know anything about going to the capital: "His Royal Highness the King of Anqing is closed?
” Yan Jinchao nodded, with some mockery: "It's not, I used to show off my might, I thought I was the prince and there was no one in my eyes, but now it seems that a Taoist priest has suddenly retreated and cultivated, and all the things in his hands have been handed over to the eldest prince, my father is in a hurry, but it seems that the emperor is also angry, let King Anqing let him stay well since he plans to be in the mansion!"
” This is not ----- simple.
How can a prince want to close his door, not to mention, with the permission of the emperor.
Situ Jiuyun had only one thought in his mind at this time, that is, Chu Juechen was grounded by the emperor, and this was what was announced to the public.
However, what happened to Shangjing that made the emperor grounded his son, or was it a prince whom he asked to appoint?
Lingxi calmly drank a cup of tea at this time, as if he was not interested in saying to them Chu Jiechen, and looked up at Lu Qinglian: "Qinglian, I will accompany you to the Yongle Third Palace tomorrow." ” "Ahh Lu Qinglian was obviously taken aback.
Lingxi said, "You're all here, why don't you go!"
” "What are you going to do?"
Situ Jiuyun was confused when he heard it, after all, he didn't have much intersection with this Lu Qinglian girl, but it could be seen from the attitude of Zhong Duangu and Lingxi that the relationship was good.
Before Lingxi could answer, Yan Jinchao preempted him: "Do you want to know?"
Do you want this little marquis to tell you?
” Situ Jiuyun took a deep breath and stopped talking.
In the dead of night, Lingxi stood at the window and blew the bronze whistle gently, and soon a young man fell from the sky.
This courtyard is not as good as the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the opposite side is the house where Situ Jiuyun lives, so the sound of Aoki landing at this time is also extremely slight.
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After sneaking into the house, the young man leaned against the closed window with a pale face: "Master, what are you looking for me again!"
” "Do you know where the King of the Northwest is at this time?"
"Chu is craggy!"
Aoki glanced at her, with sarcasm in his eyes: "It's all people who are leaving, why are you asking so much?"
” Lingxi glared at him: "Aoki!
” "In an inn outside Yangcheng, it may be that you are going to return to the capital tomorrow morning to bid farewell to the emperor!"
After hearing this, she took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to him: "Then, can you help me with this and give it to him?"
” Aoki Du glanced at it: "Last night I said that I would wait for him to return to the northwest ------" He paused, and his tone was still mocking: "Did this person start writing letters before he left?"
” Lingxi pursed her lips: "You just need to give this to him." ” "No, no."
"Aoki?"
She looked at his proud and disdainful face: "When I beg you." ” "What is your identity, actually begging me?"
Aoki's eyes were cold: "If you are reluctant, how about telling him directly to let him bring you back to the northwest with you?"
” Lingxi looked at him motionlessly, his eyes were not shocked, and he didn't say a word, just spread the letter in his hand in front of him.
Seeing her so deadlocked, Aoki suddenly impatiently took the letter in her hand: "Why do I want to follow you!"
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