The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

Knowing that he is not under house arrest, Ye Sheng is naturally relieved.Eat well, drink well, sleep well, and comfort Zhang Nanny in turn from time to time.Nanny Zhang is so warm, she can't wait to hold him in her hand every day as her darling.

It would be nice if sometimes the nanny wouldn't tell him that she had hurt the son with tears in her eyes.

Ye Sheng chatted with Chen San'er that day, thinking that Chen San'er was drunk enough to make a few nonsense, but he never thought that the plaque in his bedroom would be changed the next day. "Ghost gathering" Well, there is nothing wrong with it.This is too Chen Saner, Ye Sheng accepted the name without even frowning.Looking at Chen San'er's smiling and attentive baby face, Ye Sheng felt that his temper had improved to a new level.

Of course, when Mammy stomped her feet angrily to ask Chen San'er to change, Chen San'er would have felt better if Ye Sheng hadn't kicked one more time.

The plaque was still hung up, at least Ye Sheng thought it was better than "Guixiangju".At least if Rong Qian saw this sinister name, he wouldn't think too much about it.Moreover, he is a man or a ghost, even he can't tell the difference, these taboos are not a problem in front of him.

Ye Sheng thought about it very openly, and as for how to persuade Mammy, he agreed.Ye Sheng handed over this arduous task to Chen San'er.Anyway, he provoked it, if he doesn't clean it up, who will clean it up?

I don't know how Chen San'er persuaded the nanny, Chen San'er chatted with the nanny for a stick of incense, after a stick of incense, the way the nanny looked at him changed.Seeing Mammy resting on the ground, hesitating to speak, really made Ye Sheng feel a little nervous.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the peaches in Yesheng's courtyard ripened, their cores spit out, and their leaves began to wither. (The nucleus is produced by leaves.)

Ye Sheng was trapped in this bamboo fragrance courtyard all day long, catching fish, shrimps, trees and birds, and he was really bored.But there is no way, Rong Qian told him last time that he is too eye-catching, if he is new here, if he doesn't restrain himself, he may be killed before they are ready.

Rong Qian didn't say who "they" were, but there were only a few people protecting him, and Ye Sheng didn't even bother to guess.

Ye Sheng played around the yard every day, and when he was extremely bored, he would write and read in the small study in his bedroom.

The senior brother wrote to say that his handwriting was getting uglier, so he wrote a few copybooks for himself and asked himself to describe it first.Ye Sheng saw the neat and tidy pavilions one after another, his eyes turned green, but he still had to practice.He had learned some crooked ways in his previous life.Know how to imitate other people's calligraphy.To a layman, it can be fooled seven or eight points.But he knew that not everyone's characters could be imitated by him.

He originally thought that his brother's handwriting was square and upright, which could be imitated according to the standard.But he saw another kind of handwriting on the letter from his senior brother.Well, the writing is very good, sometimes the words are not bad as the person said.Ye Sheng felt that his brother's handwriting was the same as that of others. He seemed gentle and gentle, but in fact he had integrity and momentum.Anyway, he is not like himself, let alone a dog crawling, limp and lacking energy.

Ye Sheng, who made up his mind to write well, can be said to be making rapid progress.Practicing calligraphy all day, my butt hurts from sitting.According to Chen San'er's words, "Shizi's butt skills are much stronger than the young monks in the temple. If you go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha tomorrow, you have to compete with them."

Ye Sheng teeth itch with anger.

Ye Sheng felt that Chen San'er lived a little too comfortably.Every day, I drink a little wine, sing a little song, and do some leisure work all day long to serve myself a cup of tea and water. When I am bored, I can go out for a while, and bring myself some pastries by the way.

Damn, I'm not as comfortable as him.

Ye Sheng, who was so jealous, never thought of causing trouble for Chen San'er?The best trouble is to make him feel hopeless.

But the long years, day after day.At first Ye Sheng was able to toss about, but later on, Chen San'er's skin tightened, and he lost interest.

Besides, to make things difficult for Chen San'er is to make things difficult for himself.In the past, Chen San'er drank when he was free, went to buy when he was out of wine, went out after buying wine, and brought snacks for Ye Sheng when he went out.If you make him go around by yourself, he won't have time to drink. If he can't finish his drink, he won't go out. If he doesn't go out, he won't have those messy, strange and interesting things.

It can be seen that as a slave, how important is it to strive to achieve a win-win situation with the master?

Chen San'er felt that he could write a "History of the Development of Minions" to be famous forever.

Another reason for Ye Sheng to let Chen San'er go is because Chen San'er has a bad mouth.

Fearing that it was a lesson learned last time, after Chen San'er learned the lesson, she began to talk to him intentionally or unintentionally.From the beginning, "How many people are there in the Ye family, how many brothers and sisters does the emperor have, how many sons and daughters do the brothers and sisters have?" and so on, to "Whose second son in the capital city fought on the street, and his pants were so bad." Lost, was seen by others. So-and-so who is unrestrained and loves freedom wrote a poem in front of the brothel, was seen by his teacher, copied the poem, and brought it back to the academy by ear..."

Ye Sheng sometimes felt that it would be too wasteful for a capable person like Chen San'er to be with him.It's a pity that the father-in-law who can tell him so many things clearly and quietly instill some personal thoughts in him will not be a pimp or a turtle.

If he hadn't known those people in his previous life, Ye Sheng might have been fooled into him.

This is what Chen San'er said when he said Rong Shizi. "Hey, he looks like a dog. He looks like a flower, but he has a black heart, black lungs and black intestines. My son, I didn't say that, when you see him in the future, you must curry favor with him. Renhe People will change when they are together, I will fight for you to become more beautiful and him to become more stupid, neither of you need to go out to harm others..."

Facts have proved that Ye Sheng did not slap him to go to Java Java, it is really Chen San'er's ancestral virtues.

But even though Chen San'er was relentless in the place where she should be buried, she didn't go around in a mess.After all, what the prince and his ilk said was quite satisfactory.Due to his status, he will definitely not go together with him.It's not wrong for Chen San'er to start planning ahead now to let him see the situation clearly.

So Ye Sheng naturally divided people into different classes from Chen San'er's narration.Those who Chen San'er said formally would definitely not be touched, such as the prince; those who were ridiculed and ridiculed by him but could only be belittled around the corner, that would help him.Such as Rong Qian; who he laughed at unscrupulously, and finally dared to slap his thigh and say that they were stupid, it must be because he was free to tease him from time to time, and they dared not talk back.For example, the second son of that family.

He hasn't met these people yet, if he does meet someday, and really put Chen San'er's words into practice, Ye Sheng feels that he is a little excited.

But it's almost too soon, Ye Sheng thought.Rong Qian told him that it would be Mid-Autumn Festival at the latest, so he would definitely go out.Is that bad?He has been back for so long, and he hasn't seen any outsiders yet!Anyway, he is also a relative of the emperor, no matter how much he hides, Ye Sheng cannot be absent from the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace.

Alas, when the time comes, what he wants to see and what he doesn't want to see will probably come out, Ye Sheng feels a headache just thinking about it.

He wanted to see that past life always seemed like a passing cloud, but those unbearable memories were buried deep in his heart like seeds.On weekdays, he does not show mountains or dews, he is no different from ordinary people.But whenever there is some trouble, fear, fear will start to spread, reaching the bottom of my heart.

After all, he is not a child anymore, after living a life, he tells himself that this life is different from his previous life, but the feeling of lingering fear still makes him tremble with fear every step he takes.

That's good too, Ye Sheng thought.Only by remembering him will it hurt, will he walk more steadily, he will not be as confused as in his previous life, and he will not cause Rong Qian to leave his hometown.

Rong Qian, in this life, you must be well, definitely, don't hate me anymore.

Ye Sheng was here saddened by spring and autumn, but Chen San'er was not idle.The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the sweet-scented osmanthus wine is sweet everywhere.Chen San'er got up early and came back late these days, and every day when he came back, he would drink up red and even bring half a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Ye Sheng felt that the monthly money given to him by Prince Yun's Mansion was a bit too much.Today's pastries in Biyunzhai, tomorrow's wine jug in Yingshuilou.The cake was for him, but the wine was for himself.The cakes are not the same, and the wine is not the same.

Nanny Zhang said that she gained weight by eating so many omnivorous foods.Ang~~~

If Chen San'er hadn't personally brought back a letter on August [-]th, Ye Sheng would really have thought that he had gone to his master and gone his own way.

The letter was given to him by Rong Qian, and Chen San'er used the letter as a pastry wrapping paper with a mysterious look, making the letter paper stained with oil.

But Rong Qian's handwriting is still so beautiful.Ye Sheng excitedly unfolded the paper and put it on the desk to read.Swing back and forth, there is only one sentence on the paper.

"There is a palace banquet for the Mid-Autumn Festival in August."

"So you handed it to me so mysteriously, did you lose your mind?" Ye rolled his eyes angrily, until it hurt.

"Hey, my son. You, aren't you excited? Not happy? No, not excited?" Chen San'er smelled of sweet-scented osmanthus and wine, and was already slightly drunk, standing staggeringly by the table.The left hand should hold the desk, and the right hand should hold the sweet-scented osmanthus wine.Although sweet-scented osmanthus wine is not strong, it can't be drunk too much.Looking at Chen San'er's baby face like a monkey's butt, one can tell that this fool is drinking water.

"What's the excitement? Didn't you go to Rong Qian? Are you ready? Can you keep me safe? Have you found a reason? Everything is ready?" Ye Sheng asked with a strange air.

"Hey? You, what are you doing?" Chen San'er was shocked after hearing Ye Sheng's words, but couldn't react for a moment, and stammered.

"The smell on Rong Qian's body is something you can cover with the smell of broken wine for a tael of silver?" Ye Sheng said gloomyly, not sure whether he thought it was ridiculous or irritating.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and a round of bright moon hangs in the sky, which will dye the world on that day with a clear brilliance.

August [-]th, how could he forget about Rong Qian's illness?