Xia Chu and Xiao Mubai were discussing the Lingmen organization in the house, and they heard the sound of "clang" of a basin falling to the ground from time to time outside the house, or the sound of "ouch" when Zhao Xingwen's butt was burned by incense. , followed by more and more intense cursing.
Finally, there was a more miserable cry for mercy.
Zhao Xingwen saw the raven constantly lighting a new piece of sleeping incense, and said sadly: "When will I finish burning this Xiangge?"
Su Qian'an sent Huo Wenshu back to her home. As soon as she entered Yunqiyuan, she saw Zhao Xingwen wailing like he was about to die.
He looked at Zhao Xingwen with an unbearable look on his face: "What on earth did you do?"
Zhao Xingwen rolled his eyes. Although there was a look of resentment on his face, his tone was already weak: "I just asked His Highness, King Mo, why he doesn't drink."
Han Sa, who was standing outside the house, twitched after hearing these words. Just as he was about to defend his master, he saw Su Qian'an patting his shoulder sympathetically: "His Royal Highness King Mo is really stingy."
When Han Sa heard this, he was immediately annoyed. He was about to reprimand when he saw Su Qian'an's slap. Although it didn't use much force, it caused Zhao Xingwen, who had maintained this posture for a long time, to lose his balance. His calves softened and the basin above his head moved slightly. Tilt it, and the water inside instantly spills out, extinguishing two half-burned incense sticks.
Raven quickly changed two of them for him, and Mo Xiang cleverly refilled the basin on his head with water.
Han Sa laughed heartily. He was no longer angry or annoyed. He didn't even want to say anything to defend himself.
Zhao Xingwen stared at Su Qian'an with a look that could eat him alive. Su Qian'an also looked embarrassed. How could he know that Zhao Xingwen was so fragile right now? He just flirted with her...
In the end, I couldn't bear the smell of ink that I had refilled for Zhao Xingwen countless times.
Seeing that he was like this, he still didn't know what he had done wrong, so he whispered a reminder: "Xiao General Zhao, I told you this afternoon that you can't disturb the young master when he is sleeping. You have to call him while the raven is away. get up."
After Mo Xiang finished speaking, he sighed and shook his head slightly. That expression clearly expressed that he didn't know what to do at that time.
When Su Qian'an heard that he actually woke up Xia Chu in the afternoon, she suppressed the embarrassed look on her face and pointed at him: "Then you deserve what you deserve. You can't blame His Highness King Mo."
After hearing Su Qian'an's words, Han Sa looked at the raven and suddenly felt a chill on his neck again, deeply agreeing with what he said.
I think back then, he just yelled outside the account and was almost killed by the raven who strangled his neck.
Now Zhao Xingwen actually called Xia Chu directly while the raven was away.
Han Sa clicked his tongue twice, and suddenly felt that he was really looking like this because of himself.
Only then did Zhao Xingwen realize that the commotion for a long time was all because of the trivial matter of him asking Xia Chu to get up.
But now, he didn't even have the energy to curse.
"That's my cousin, you can do it." Xia Chu and Xiao Mubai finished talking about the business, and were looking at the miserable Zhao Xingwen outside through the crack of the window. Xia Chu thought of what Xiao Mubai had accused him of in the afternoon. In short, it was returned to him intact.
"That's your cousin, and you burned the sleeping incense for him..." Xiao Mubai looked at Zhao Xingwen, who was struggling to hold on but was drowsy, and gently tapped Xia Chu's forehead.
Xia Chu curled his lips: "I don't have any ordinary incense here. The hypnotic incense is pretty good."
Xiao Mubai also raised a smile on his lips: "I wanted to build his body and temper his will, and it took a lot of painstaking efforts."
Xia Chu turned to look at Xiao Mubai in disbelief, and applauded him softly after a moment. It was really not something that ordinary people could do after being tortured to this point and still speaking so shamelessly.
If it were him, the most I could do would be to prick his smile point or give him some medicine to make him remember.
Xiao Mubai is really out of his element, so refreshing and refined that it’s breathtaking.
Zhao Xingwen didn't know when Xiao Mubai left. He only knew that he had been squatting until daylight, and all the servants in the Hou Mansion came out to see his joke, and finally alerted the Marquis, and Xia Chu relaxed and let him go back to the house.
He let out his tense breath and fell directly to the ground. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He still had the strength to return home.
Seeing this, the Marquis cursed Xia Chu, a little bastard, and asked Mo Xiang to clean up a side room, and asked Su Qian'an to carry Zhao Xingwen into the house and get some sleep first.
Zhao Xingwen didn't wake up until Shen. When he woke up, he complained to Mr. Hou. Mr. Hou pretended to take him to settle accounts with Xia Chu, but Xia Chu was nowhere to be seen in Yunqi Courtyard.
"Why don't you, my dear nephew, have dinner at the Marquis Mansion, and when Chu'er comes back, I'll teach him a lesson for you?" the Marquis said to him earnestly.
After hearing this, Zhao Xingwen's scalp felt numb. Do you still want to eat
He no longer wanted to eat from the Hou Mansion, so he politely refused immediately, walked out of the Hou Mansion with his butt on fire, and headed towards the Huo Mansion to find Huo Wenshu to explain.
Because Xiao Mubai had to attend the morning court today, he left the Hou Mansion before the time yesterday. Otherwise, he didn't know how long he would have stayed in Xia Chu's room.
In the court today, the emperor proposed that the position of prime minister should not be suspended for too long. The courtiers made recommendations one after another. Xiao Mubai and Xiao Zimu looked at each other. Xiao Mubai gave him a well-arranged look. The two would meet. The heart is silent.
Yesterday afternoon when the Marquis was playing chess with Xiao Mubai, Xiao Mubai told him that he hoped that he would recommend Mr. Ju to the post of Prime Minister. He expected that the Emperor would let the courtiers discuss the candidate in the next few days. He hoped that the Marquis would be dismissed soon. During the imperial court, go to the palace and walk around more.
Sure enough, when the emperor was upset by the recommendation and retired from the court, the Marquis followed Old General Zhao into the palace and had breakfast with the emperor.
"Does General Zhao have someone you like?" The emperor picked up a piece of pastry and put it down again, looking very worried.
"The old minister has been in Hanyang for many years and has always ignored the affairs of the court. Where can he come from?" Old General Zhao had a good appetite. He took a piece of the pastry from the plate that the emperor had just taken and ate it with gusto.
The emperor was quite helpless when he saw that he seemed to be indifferent to what was going on in the capital. He sighed and lost his appetite even more.
"Is the emperor worried about who will succeed him as prime minister?" Mr. Hou put on a concerned look.
"Yes, I originally planned to let Taifu Wu concurrently serve as prime minister, but after all, he is old and has never participated in government affairs. He only wants to read all the books of sages, which is not a long-term solution." The emperor frowned and expressed his worries.
"I wonder who the courtiers prefer?" the Marquis asked hypocritically.
The emperor snorted coldly: "Them? The most recommended is Min Zhisong, thinking that I don't know whose instructions they listened to!"
(End of chapter)