After evening, as the clouds thickened, the sky over Tokyo became increasingly gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.
Sun Tu came home very early today. What was even more surprising was that for the first time, he went to the kitchen in the mansion and kicked out all the cooks and cooks there, but frightened many of the servants. Jump. In this era where it is important for a gentleman to stay away from the kitchen, an important minister like Sun Taiwei really shouldn't come here.
But under his insistence, the servants could only guard outside the kitchen with fear, listening to the strange noises inside, for fear that the master would make some mistake inside. But soon, their uneasiness turned into surprise, because there was an alluring fragrance inside, which they had never smelled before.
Then, they heard Sun Tu's order from inside: "A few people will serve the dishes and send them to the dining room in the backyard." Only then did everyone come back to their senses and saw in amazement that they were lined up on the stove. There are several dishes that are full of color, flavor and flavor, including common things they are familiar with such as vegetable soup, as well as fried chicken and West Lake vinegar fish, which no one has even heard of the name of the dish.
Sun Tu didn't explain much to them. He just took off his bib, picked up the big plate of fried chicken and walked to the front of the team: "What are you doing standing still? It's already dinner time." , why don’t you hurry up and send all the food to me?”
Not only these servants, but also Sun Tu's wife and children couldn't help but feel a little dazed when they saw that he actually cooked the food himself. Hu Tou's eyes were fixed on the plate of golden and fragrant fried chicken, and he said curiously: "Dad, where did you get this delicious food?"
"Of course I made the food for you." Sun Tu smiled faintly and touched his son with his hand: "I have been busy with official duties over the years and rarely eat with you, let alone prepare for you with my own hands. You make some food, and you feel a little ashamed. No, I have a free day today, so I show off my skills to let you know that your father was famous in Tokyo before. "
His words were more directed at Ya'er and Hu Rong. The two women's minds moved and they were vaguely aware of something. However, they did not ask any more questions at this time. They just sat down with him and then tasted it slowly. Here are some dishes on the table.
Although Sun Tu has become the Duke and Taiwei, with all the power in the world, his family has always been frugal and has never advocated extravagance and waste. Since there were only five people eating, the food was not much, just six dishes and one soup. The family has long been accustomed to this. In addition, today's meals are all made by Sun Tu alone, and the dishes are fresh, so everyone eats them with gusto.
In particular, the plate of fried chicken appealed to the two children's appetites the most. They ate one after another and ate away. After a quick meal, a considerable amount of chicken was wiped out, and the last two little ones even ate it. He has to move around in a circle, unable to move, and it's so funny to watch.
When Sun Tu and his two wives saw him, they smiled knowingly. Hutou laughed a few times and then looked at his father: "Dad, can we still eat such delicious food in the future?"
"Of course, as long as you are obedient." Sun Tuchong looked at his children and smiled, and then said to Ya'er and the others: "Let's go for a walk in the yard to relax.
Eat. "
The two women looked at each other without saying anything, then followed him to the garden behind and started walking slowly. After walking along the winding path for a while, and only the three of them were left nearby, Hu Rong finally couldn't help but said, "Third brother, is something going to happen again?" His abnormal behavior really made them a little uneasy.
Sun Tu still just smiled: "It's nothing. There may be some changes in Beijing tomorrow, but everything is under my control. Just stay at home." After a pause, he sighed slightly: " But after tomorrow, maybe my identity will change again."
"Ah..." The two women felt very puzzled. He was already the prince of the dynasty and had all the power. What else could change? Immediately, they thought of something again, which caused their expressions to change suddenly, but they couldn't say anything.
Sun Tu didn't mean to say more on this topic. He just smiled and said, "By the way, have the second brother and ninth brother of the Di family had any contact with you recently?" In the past two years, as Sun Tuquan has become more and more popular, , the two brothers of the Di family were also much estranged from him. It seemed that they did not want to have anything to do with such a powerful minister with a bad reputation and ruin their own reputation. After all, Di Qing's descendants were all loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty.
Ya'er also shook her head gloomily after hearing this: "Even Ninth Brother rarely comes to visit me. The last time he came to see me was during the Chinese New Year."
"Well... that's good, so as not to be in trouble." Sun Tu sighed: "Let's go, it's getting late. We have to attend the court meeting tomorrow, so let's rest early today." As he said that, he turned his head first. Walking back, although the two women were full of uneasiness and questions, they still didn't ask anything, they just turned around and followed.
Sun Tu was ready to have a rest, but obviously there were still many people who couldn't sleep in Tokyo today. For example, Prime Minister Li Gang didn't feel sleepy at all at this time. He carefully read the recent articles written by his two sons who were officials in Beijing and made some comments.
Finally, he looked at his two sons deeply for a long time and said softly: "Xuan'er, Xi'er, my father has indeed treated you too harshly over the years. You won't blame me, will you?"
His behavior and words really shocked his two sons, and they couldn't recover for a long time. Because they remembered very clearly that ever since they were sensible, their father had never spoken to them so kindly. On weekdays, when father and son met, he would always have a straight face, either commenting on their articles or explaining to them the principles of being an official and a human being. , so that they only have respect for their father, but they are less close to him.
But today, my father changed from his normal state. Not only did his expression soften, he also spoke softly to them. After a while, Li Xuan said: "How could my son blame his father? My father is so strict with us just so that his son can make a difference."
"Yes, it is precisely because of his father's teaching and encouragement that my son has achieved what he has today and is able to rank in the court." Li Xi also said.
Feeling his son's awe for him, Li Gang felt another pain in his heart. In order to be fair and to prevent others from saying that he is biased, he has never given any official convenience to his sons over the years. As a result, only the two smartest of his five sons can become officials, while the other three Farming in my hometown.
And now,
When he takes risks for the sake of the court and the king, his sons, whether they are in court or at home, may be implicated. It would be fine if it could work, but if it failed... He didn't dare to think about the consequences. He could only say in a guilty tone: "If you two can think like this, it is not in vain for your father's many years of teaching. It's not too early." Now, you can go back and have a rest."
Originally, he wanted to say something, but the matter was so important that he never really said it. He could only use his eyes instead of his mouth to express his debt to his two sons.
Although Li Xuan and Li Xuan clearly felt that their father was different, they still did not dare to ask directly. After all, with thirty or forty years of prestige here, how could they dare to break the challenge
It wasn't until he watched them leave that Li Gang let out a long sigh: "Although I feel sorry for my descendants, I have a clear conscience in the court. Even if I really lose this time, a hundred years later, I will be the best in history." , will also leave my name as a loyal minister of the Great Song Dynasty. This is enough!" Obviously, he said this to himself, so as to stabilize his shaken mind.
Li Gang planned to spend the night sitting down, but Song Jiang chose to dance with his gun and stick in the courtyard.
A stick was as agile as a dragon in his hand, and he rushed forward step by step, so much so that Li Kui, who was fighting with him, was a little unable to resist. He retreated continuously while shouting. It wasn't until the long stick in his hand was chopped off by Song Jiang that he screamed: "Brother, I give up. You are really powerful today, and I don't even have a chance..."
Song Jiang then put away his stick, slowly calmed his breathing, and looked at Li Kui: "Tieniu, your kung fu has been much weaker recently. It seems that you are slacking off on weekdays."
Li Kui grinned and said with some shame: "I've really been a little lazy recently. No one dares to go against me when I go out now. With this life in hand, naturally I won't be as good as before."
"That can't be done. Learning martial arts is like being an official. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You must not slack off at all." Song Jiang said with a solemn expression: "Just like me, the tutor, it seems that he is an official, but in fact he is just the third prince in the court. In that case, we must find another opportunity to go one step further.”
"I believe that with my brother's ability, he will definitely be able to reach a higher level. What if he becomes an emperor?" Li Kui chuckled, but Song Jiang glared at him at that time: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are ministers, how can we do that?" Have such delusions? Even if someone really wants to do this, I, Song Jiang, will get rid of him, even if he loses his life because of it!"
Li Kui couldn't quite understand what he said, so he could only scratch his head and laugh. But Song Jiang's expression became extremely solemn at this moment, and his eyes suddenly turned outside, seemingly looking at a target in the city.
Imperial Palace, Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Today, Zhao Ji is kneeling in front of the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Zhao family, lowering his head and muttering something silently. The only thing he can vaguely hear is wishing his ancestors to bless him. His face turned a little pale, and when a gust of autumn wind blew in from the open door, he shivered violently, and his eyes became more uneasy.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and straightened his back: "Since I am the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, there is no possibility of retreating this time. Once we can get rid of this beast, the world will be prosperous and there will be no more internal worries!"
At this moment, the autumn wind suddenly tightened and the mountain rain was about to come.