Su Rong's leg was healed. When the news reached Xu Shun's ears, he was fishing. The fishing rod in his hand sank. He calmly retracted the fishing rod and threw it to the ground. A big carp jumped on the ground.
"That's good." Xu Shun laughed and asked Xu Chong to call the kitchen staff: "Let's make braised carp tonight, just like the one we have in our hometown!"
He was a very nostalgic person. Everything from his hometown was good to him. When he came to Beijing to take the imperial examination, he always brought a jar of soil from his hometown. When he fell ill in a dilapidated temple and listened to the sound of rain outside, he was still thinking of his hometown.
So over the years, after he became successful, he still cared about his hometown and built roads and bridges there, doing everything he should do.
A few years ago, the head of his hometown came to Beijing to collect donations and wanted to build a local school. Everyone laughed at his idea and thought it was a pipe dream, but when Xu Shun heard about it, he actually did it.
The chefs he hired at home were all brought from his hometown, so they were naturally very familiar with his taste.
Xu Chong responded, waved his hand and asked the cook to take the things downstairs, and naturally went to help Xu Shun pack up the fishing gear. Then he became a little anxious: "Dad, why don't you care at all? This time..."
Xu Shun picked up his bamboo basket slowly, weighed it, and couldn't help sighing: "This is the basket your grandmother made for me. Look, there's a hole in it for some reason."
Speaking of the hard-working old lady Xu, Xu Chong also felt a little uncomfortable. He silently carried the bamboo basket for his father and said, "In this case, use less. There are not many things left by grandma."
Xu Shun's eyes fell on the bamboo basket, and his gaze gradually turned colder: "Yes, your grandmother passed away so suddenly. When we returned, everything was gone. The only thing left was this bamboo basket. It was the little thought I left behind when I went to the capital to take the exam..."
At this point, Xu Chong's eyes were red. "There was a flood in my hometown that year, and countless people were killed and injured. After the disaster, there was a major epidemic. Even though it was so difficult, my grandmother managed to hold on. She escaped and wanted to find us, but she ran into the late crown prince..."
Xu Shun's eyes became even colder.
At that time, the former crown prince was ordered to go to provide disaster relief. When he arrived in Pingxiang, he went to Jinshui Town and stayed at an inn. No one knew what happened, but not long after, Old Mrs. Xu died in the inn in Jinshui Town.
Xu Shun was raised by his widowed mother since he was a child. He had a very deep affection for his mother and could almost be said to be obedient to her orders. In his heart, no one was more important than Old Lady Xu.
But after waiting for a long time for him to become rich and powerful, Old Lady Xu died at the hands of the prince.
This was totally unacceptable to Xu Shun.
His eyes were red, and he took a breath, feeling a pain in his chest. After a long while, he raised his eyebrows and sneered, "So what if I'm a child of destiny, so what if I'm born a noble?"
The prince killed his own mother, so he wanted the prince to die at the hands of his own father.
How fair.
The room was dark. Xu Shun lovingly took the bamboo basket from his son, put it on the floor after entering the room, and then sat down on the rocking chair. He spoke lazily, "You just said that Su Rong's leg is healed?"
Xu Chong poured a cup of hot tea for his father and handed it to him. He hummed and said, "Yes, I heard that the Su family is very happy."
Xu Shun lay in the rocking chair with his eyes closed. After rocking for a while, he stood up and took his son's tea. He said disapprovingly, "This is inevitable. Anyone who has been lame for more than ten years and suddenly can stand up will go crazy."
"So we're just going to watch?" Xu Chong didn't quite understand his father's calmness: "Dad, back then..." Before he could finish his sentence, he saw his father's eyes looking at him. He quickly restrained himself, slapped his mouth, and then said worriedly: "Look at the Xu family and the Wei family. The Su family and Song Heng will force them into a dead end when they get the chance. If they really turn the tables and find out about us..."
Although Xu Shun was the second in command, he could not bear the anger of Emperor Yuanfeng.
The cup was placed on the table with a thud. Seeing his son nervous and uneasy, and thinking about what had happened recently, Xu Shun also knew that his son was under too much pressure.
"What are you afraid of?" He said calmly, "Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. It's not our turn to worry. Look, isn't the assassination of Song Heng a ready-made example?"
Hearing his father say this, Xu Chong hurriedly asked: "Dad, who do you think did this? At this critical moment, isn't this crazy?"
Isn't it tantamount to seeking death to assassinate Song Heng at this time
Xu Shun curled his lips in disapproval: "How can this be crazy? Who is Song Heng now? He is just a bastard grandson of Marquis Guangping. Although he has made some achievements, that's all. If we can kill him now, no matter how angry the emperor is, he is still busy thinking about the affairs of the late crown prince and the late queen. Can he take care of them? Anger is always limited. But it doesn't matter if he fails..."
Xu Shun instructed his son: "If Song Heng's background is proven at this time..."
The emperor's mind is the most difficult to guess in the world. Who knows whether it is a good thing or a bad thing for Song Heng's life experience to be exposed at this time
Xu Chong's eyes lit up, and then he lowered his head and said, "It's their fault! If those people hadn't done their job poorly, there wouldn't be such a disaster left behind!"
Xu Shun lay down again and said leisurely, "The prince has not given up yet. Plus, the Su family killed Shao Wenxun this time, which really slapped the face of Prince Fenyang. How can it be so easy to deal with two big Buddhas?"
What's wrong with my leg being healed
Those legs are only useful if you are still alive, otherwise it will be just a false alarm.
The Prince of Fenyang, who was named, looked up at this moment, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't it work?"
The man kneeling on the ground didn't dare to raise his head, and said hesitantly: "Song Heng is very sharp and cunning. We have tried our best... But he is also seriously injured..."
The injury is serious, but he is not dead.
Prince Fenyang stood up and stood behind the desk with an expressionless face, not speaking for a long time.
After a while, he waved his hand and let people go.
Zhan Changshi came out from behind the screen and saw that he was frowning, so he asked softly, "Is your Highness worried about this?"
"How can I not be worried?" Prince Fenyang raised his eyebrows. "The Song family has obtained Lai Weiqi and Lu Bingsheng, and has begun to investigate how the Japanese pirates got all the way from Jinhua to Dengzhou. If they really have evidence, then hiding Song Heng is completely justified and reasonable. Otherwise, we will all be in trouble."
Everyone knows the truth, but Zhan Changshi smiled and said, "Your Highness, there is no need to worry so much."