fake prince

Chapter 630

"Daihou shuts the door and sees no guests, and devotes himself to drawing a picture of thousands of blessings for the emperor."

As a few guests were shut down, the news that the Marquis had retreated and would no longer see guests was also circulating in the capital.

"The Marquis Dai said that he wants to retreat to observe calligraphy and painting, so as to draw a picture of thousands of blessings for me?" The emperor who got the news was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he dropped the ink brush, couldn't help getting up, walked back and forth in the hall, turned and asked again: "really?"

"Your Majesty, that's it." Eunuch Zhao repeated the information he had received with a low eyebrow.

"Not only do you not visit outsiders, but you don't even see guests? What does the Marquis think? Am I really misunderstood?"

The emperor sat down, still in disbelief.

My own princes will contact everywhere once they are granted titles and opened their mansions. Even the newly named King Lu will not be willing to be lonely.

Could it be that Daihou really has no ambitions?
But it is true that Su Ziji no longer sees guests. Looking at the time of the end of the year, not only many foreign officials come to Beijing to report on their work, but also when many scholars gather in the capital, and even when returning to Beijing, dignitaries gather. It can be said that many literary meetings choose to be in cold The sky is open, that is when people are more together.

No matter how wandering, as long as the parents are still at home, they will rush home when the new year is approaching. The rich and powerful in the capital are the easiest to make friends with at this time, and they have the most reason to make friends. thing.

At this moment, Su Ziji really retreated without seeing any visitors?
"Continue to stare, and really retreat to draw a picture of thousands of blessings for me..." Speaking of this, the emperor hesitated. If this is the case, wouldn't this pawn be useless?
Even the ancestral status has been entered, so it is so deserted. To be honest, the emperor will never allow it, and he doesn't want the acting marquis to be drawn over by one of his sons when the time comes.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "Let's leave it at that."

This is observed.

Eunuch Zhao raised his head and took a look. Knowing the emperor well, he naturally knew that the emperor must be a little embarrassed at this time. Thinking of the joy that Daihou showed when he received the calligraphy and painting, he sighed secretly and said yes.

Daihoufu

Su Ziji has been leisurely since he announced that he will not see outsiders in retreat, either playing chess with Ye Buhui, or teasing foxes, big and small, but more time is indeed spent on drawing a picture of a thousand blessings.

He no longer lacks talent, but this congratulatory gift really needs to be well prepared, so as not to let people take advantage of it when the time comes.

"The difference between level 18 and before is too big, and the Qianfu map has to be redrawn."

"Drawing one hundred blessings every day is hard work."

"My lord, people from Duan's mansion and Prince Qi's mansion have contacted many times, and I have cleverly made people from the Imperial City Department notice these two people."

This morning, Su Ziji was still drawing blessings in his study. When the wild Taoist arrived, he bowed solemnly and smiled: "As for Duan Qin, who you asked me to investigate, I also found out some clues."

"This Qin horoscope is really special. Guess what? It's a rare Quan Yin fate!"

"Full Yin Fate?" Su Ziji was slightly startled when he heard this.

The horoscope emphasizes the balance of yin and yang, and the circulation of the five elements. If the proportion of yin and yang in the horoscope is seriously out of balance, there may be troubles. The pattern of all yang and all yin is the most extreme situation.

Quan Yin fate is indeed very rare. Duan Qin has this kind of fate, which makes it hard for him not to think about what happened in his dream.

"What else?" Su Ziji pondered and asked, although this horoscope is rare, it is not without it, and it should not be the whole reason for it being special.

Ye Daoist said again: "I also checked his parents, grandparents and great-grandparents, and found that they are all ordinary people, nothing unusual, it's not that Duan Yanxing came out, this Duan Qin is probably still farming at home at this time, On the contrary, there is a local legend about the ancestors of his branch..."

Mentioning this matter, Ye Daoist couldn't help laughing: "It is said that his family married a monster hundreds of years ago, and they are the descendants of monsters. You say, isn't such a rumor an abuse of people?"

"The offspring of monsters?" Su Ziji was also surprised.

The wild Taoist chuckled: "Isn't it? And there are several versions of this story. One of the versions is that he fell in love with a fish girl. It said that his family's ancestors once ran a boat with someone, and finally saved a fish in a river. The fish was actually a fish spirit, and soon turned into a beautiful woman, repaying his favor, after going through a lot of hardships, marrying him as his wife, the children they gave birth to, and the children and grandchildren continued to reproduce, until this generation, It's Duan Qin."

Seeing that the lord was interested, Ye Daoist also told Su Ziji about the same version.

In other versions, there are fox girls, book demons, and ghosts, but in all versions, the wives married by ancestor Duan Qin are all monsters.

Su Ziji listened with great interest, of course he could see that the wild people didn't believe it, but he believed it at least half of it.

Hundreds of years ago, during the Great Wei Dynasty, monsters could also live on human lands. It is not surprising that some female monsters married humans to repay their kindness and gave birth to children with humans.

Seeing that the lord listened to every story carefully, the wild Taoist thought that this passage was so special that the lord had other ideas and might let this person go. But after he had finished telling all the stories, he heard the lord first. He said with emotion: "Maybe this person really has some background."

Followed by the order: "You, please follow the original plan."

"...Yes." Ye Daoist agreed, but his head seemed to be filled with paste, he was very puzzled: "My lord ordered this, but Duan Qin is still going to die. What does my lord think? God asked me to investigate these, just out of curiosity?"

To be honest, in this matter, he couldn't guess what the lord was thinking.

"My lord is really unfathomable."

When the wild Taoist retreated, Su Ziji wanted to pick up his brush and draw the word "Fu" again. He found that he was in a state of confusion at this moment, and he needed a little inspiration for painting. He didn't have the feeling at this time, so he didn't waste time here anymore.

Walking out of the study, I saw a servant woman rushing to the main courtyard, and when she saw Su Ziji, she bowed and said, "Your Majesty!"

"What happened?" Su Ziji asked.

"It's Miss Zhou."

Zhou Yao?

"So it's A Yao who came!" Ye Buhui came out of the house at this time, and also heard the report, and immediately smiled.

Because Su Ziji had learned piano skills from Zhou Yao, and he was free at this time, he happened to meet him, so he walked out of the main courtyard with Ye Buhui, and greeted the Daihou who had come to pay a visit to Daihou after seeing no other guests. Lady's guest.

After all, men and women make friends in their own way, and if the wife who has a good relationship with Ye Buhui is willing to come, the door of the Hou Mansion will be opened for them.

When Zhou Yao got off the bullock cart and walked slowly inside, the mysterious voice kept talking to her, but when Su Ziji and Ye Buhui came to pick her up, not only Zhou Yao was slightly startled, but even the mysterious voice who had been chattering , followed by a startled, quiet down.

The sun was shining, Su Ziji, who was not wearing a marquis or official uniform, but only wearing a black wooden crown and high-tooth clogs, with fluttering sleeves, greeted him. Even Zhou Yao found it unbelievable that he had met him not long ago, but now his appearance Elegant, even more completely new.

It's hard to look away.

(End of this chapter)