At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

In fact, he had already moved to the Wudesi dungeon privately.

Chu Chen has to interrogate people!

After all, this piece of shit, with such a small annual salary, is more generous than a prince like him!

A purple sand duan inkstone worth several hundred taels is given away as soon as you say it will be given away, tsk tsk.

Plus.

The Ministry of Rites approved the Wusun caravan and came to Daliang with the news.

It has also been sent to the Liangzhou border by the General Affairs Department.

The city defenses of Shangjing City also need to be strengthened.

Chu Chen was really busy. He wanted to go to the Wenhui Banquet, but he didn't have time!

"I'm free!"

Little Sour Plum raised her head and looked at her royal uncle.

Chu Chen sneered, "You have no use for your free time. Just stay in the palace."

The little prince drooped his head, feeling a little sad.

In all his life, he has never been to a place other than the palace...

He knows, it's for his personal safety!

But he really wanted to see the mountains mentioned in the book.

The solitary smoke in the desert is mentioned in the poem, and the green south of the Yangtze River is depicted in the painting...

Seeing that the little thing was unhappy, Chu Chen touched his nose with a guilty conscience.

But then I thought about it, if something unexpected happened to this little thing.

He is the one who will be imprisoned on the throne for the rest of his life, and he doesn’t want it!

The so-called dead Taoist friends should not die as poor Taoists.

He couldn't get any of the emperor's pleasure.

He also worked very hard for the stability of Daliang State!

"Come on, come on, uncle Huang will teach you how to judge bad people. These bad people are like ants."

"It is said that a thousand-mile embankment collapses in an ant nest..."

Chu Chen held the little thing's hand and walked deeper into the dungeon.

The further you go, the more bloody the atmosphere becomes.

However, these are all things Chu Zheng needs to know, even if he is not yet four years old.

......

March 20th coincides with the ten-day holiday for all officials.

Early in the morning, a postman came in from the west city gate and entered the imperial city at high speed.

It's not really an eight-hundred-mile trip, but just looking at the speed, it seems quite urgent.

Outside the gate of the Jiangling Marquis Mansion, Xie Yuheng stood with his hands behind his back.

After watching the postman and the horse disappear from sight, Fang looked back.

Xie Mingli, who was standing next to her, spoke calmly.

"It is said that the Wusun caravan entered the country from Xining, Liangzhou."

"If you think carefully, it's time to arrive in Beijing."

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly and pointedly said: "Tomorrow's morning meeting will be particularly lively."

As soon as Xie Yuheng finished speaking, there were slight footsteps behind him.

At the same time, Si Yuandao's voice sounded behind them.

"I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the cuttlefish gourd. You two little guys, it's better to be careful."

"squid......"

Xie Yuheng murmured once, and then said with a smile: "Sir, this name is very appropriate for Wusun."

Si Yuandao blew his beard angrily, "Master, I'm telling you something serious!"

Xie Yuheng stepped forward and gently stroked the little old man's back.

He comforted me by saying, "Don't worry, sir. It's not like you haven't read the files reviewed by King Rui."

"Don't be afraid, there are people who are not in a hurry."

Thinking of the file, Si Yuandao snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disgust.

This Chi Guanxu is really disgusting!

He actually used his own daughter to win over the ministers of the DPRK.

It’s not a human thing, it’s no use to be a father!

The little old man was secretly poking at Chi Guanxu and scolding Chi Guanxu until he was bloody.

He heard a voice calling him.

"Si Jinzhou, are you okay? What are you mumbling about?"

"Are you planning to admit defeat?"

Xie Yuheng and Si Yuandao looked up together.

I saw a carriage coming this way.

Yang Chengwu stuck his head out of the car window, his silver hair flying in the wind.

After a while, it was in front of us.

Si Yuandao blew his beard again and replied in a loud voice:

"Yang Chengwu, I'm going to show you, this old dog, what Master Yuhuo is!"

Listening to the little old man's shameless 'cruel words', Xie Yuheng looked around speechlessly.

Well...her husband is a well-known good man in the fish industry.

A pound of bait can be harvested by a pound of fish.

Anyway, we are thousands of miles apart from Master Yuhuo.

As expected, Yang Chengwu's mouth twitched and he said, "I'll pull you down quickly."

After finishing, he waved to Si Yuandao, "Okay, come up quickly."

"Today is a party for their juniors. We old men also go out to relax."

If it is not a holiday, I will go to the Yamen on weekdays. I will go to the Yamen for nine days and have one day off.

The last holiday was during Qingming Festival.

Next time I have a holiday, it’s still a long time coming. I’ll get the Dragon Boat Festival!

When Yang Chengwu was talking, Yang Bingwen and Lu Sheng came out through the curtain and got off the carriage.

After the two parties greeted each other, Xie Yuheng personally sent Master Yuhuo onto the carriage.

When Si Yuandaolin entered the carriage, he turned around and said:

"If anything is noticed during the banquet, someone will be sent to the palace to find someone."

Anyway, Your Majesty is training the little guy as the next Grand Master.

If anything happens, His Majesty himself will suffer the greatest loss.

"Yu Heng knows, sir, just go fishing with your uncle."

"Yu Heng is still waiting for the evening, for a midnight snack of grilled fish."

Speaking of fish…

Si Yuandao cleared his throat and his eyes began to wander a little, without the momentum of the scolding with his old friend just now.

All he said was: "Definitely, definitely..."

Xie Yuheng smiled, leaned forward slightly, and raised the car curtain to one side.

"Sir and uncle, please pay attention to safety when fishing."

After Si Yuandao entered, the car curtain was lowered.

Chang He held up his hand, sat next to the Yang family's coachman, and left together.

Seeing the carriage heading towards the east city gate, Xie Yuheng blinked, turned around and asked:

"Brother, do you think your husband can catch fish today?"

Xie Mingli clenched his hands into fists and raised them to his lips to cover his smile.

He said warmly: "With Master Yang here, it should be possible."

Yang Bingwen next to him also chuckled.

The two little old men just had a fierce verbal fight.

If anything, they are closer than brothers.

Since Mr. Si agreed to Jianglinghou, he would grill fish for dinner.

Even if the two of them put together, they can't catch a fish.

Grandfather will also think of ways to get fish for Mr. Si.

On the other hand, if something happens to my grandfather, Mr. Si will also stab him in every possible way.

"Alas!" Xie Yuheng sighed.

She really didn't understand why her husband's luck when fishing was so bad that he missed nine times out of ten.

Just like Si Yuandao, he also didn't understand.

When Si Jinzhou was young, he was considered a well-known all-around gentleman in Jiaozhou.

How can I teach a disciple to learn the flute for more than ten years, but the more he plays it, the worse it gets?

Seeing her sad face, Xie Mingli comforted her and said:

“A good fisherman only wants to enjoy fishing.”

"It's better for an elderly person to have some hobbies than none at all."

It’s better than visiting Fireworks Willow Alley...

"Qingzhi, what you said makes sense." Yang Bingwen raised his eyes to look at the sky, and then said:

"It's getting late. Have all the arrangements for the banquet been made?"