It's hard to seal a fool

After such a big event happened, Qin Shou followed suit.

Before leaving, Qin Shou gave Princess Anhe a mosquito repellent sachet made by himself as a gift in return for eating and drinking for nothing these days.What surprised him was that the princess said he would stay until the smallpox in this village was completely curbed, but he rarely saw such a side of women in this era.

After Song Qingming returned to Ningjing, he first went to the mansion of former General Zhou Chongguan.

"Master." He half knelt and saluted.

"Good boy," Zhou Chongguan stretched out his hand to draw him over, "I know what you are doing here, and I know that you feel wronged now. It's just that even though our people are inserted into Jiang Chongshi's army, it is difficult to catch evidence of his collusion and treason. Make it harder."

Song Qingming leaned on his master's lap weakly, and murmured: "If he wins the class teacher, he will be named the Marquis of Zhenbei."

"The donkey wears the tiger's skin, and let him be free for a while."

"But I'm not reconciled!"

Song Qingming raised his head and growled softly, the tails of his eyes flushed.The hatred that had been hidden for these days finally broke out uncontrollably.

He has a talent that is not inferior to anyone, yet he is tricked by a villain like Jin Xiu. When everyone in Ningjing City is mocking him, the traitor who killed his comrades will be named a marquis, and he is about to return home in style. Beijing.

Why!Is this fair to him and to the three thousand soldiers!

He hated it, hated himself for being arrogant in the past and didn't know how to restrain himself, and even more hated himself for being powerless now.Both father and master ran around because of his little trouble, but it didn't help in the end.However, when he stepped out of this door, he had to bear the incomprehension of everyone, even his biological mother.

"Master..." Song Qingming was half-kneeling, gripping Zhou Chongguan's robe tightly forbearance, and lowered his head. After all, a little crystal dripped on the ground and splashed away.

Zhou Chongguan sighed, the young man is full of vigor, An Neng does not complain.He pushed the four-wheeled cart to the bookshelf, and finally took down a tube of bamboo slips and handed it to Song Qingming.Song Qingming opened it up to take a look, and reported it to Ren An.

He naturally understood what Master meant, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down.

"Disciple thank Master for teaching."

"It's one thing to know some principles, but it's another thing to understand them and apply them to yourself." Zhou Chongguan patted Song Qingming's head and said calmly.

Song Qingming came out of the Zhou Mansion, expected to follow closely, and asked the young master, "Go back to the Duke's Mansion?"

He waved his hand, "Go drink!"

"Master..."

"what's up?"

"Tomorrow is Prince Liang's birthday."

Song Qingming was stunned for a moment and then realized that Hopeful was afraid that he would be too decadent, so he used Prince Liang as a cover to stop his young master.

Since getting rich and leaving, his only close friend and friend is Qin Shou, and there are countless wine and meat friends, but hopeful is the only one who cares about himself.

He sighed, and stretched out his hand to ruffle Hopeful's hair, "Is your young master like this kind of person, go and drink with him."

"Master—" Hopeful had no choice but to follow suit.

Not long after he left, Zhao Xi also went to Zhou Mansion.

Looking at the tall and handsome man in front of him, Zhou Chongguan was slightly absent-minded. "It really looks like her."

Such a magnificent person was finally trapped in the palace and died.Zhao Xi's mother and concubine, the woman who chased after him since childhood and called Brother Zhou... Fortunately, there are still flesh and blood left in this world.

Presumably, if she was still alive to see King Liang's grace, she would be very pleased.

"He, is he okay?"

Zhou Chongguan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood who Zhao Xi was asking.

When Zhao Xi came out of the palace, it was already very late, if not for his father's will, the palace door was locked, it would have been difficult for him to get out.However, he went to the Duke's Mansion again, and had a long talk with Song Qianyuan late at night, and when he was driving back to the Duke's Mansion on the street, he met Song Qingshu who was patrolling.

"Prince Liang." He saluted, "Brother She is lingering in the wine shop and refuses to leave. It happens that you are here. Maybe I will listen to you."

"Is he drunk?"

"Drunk."

Zhao Xi remained silent, dismounted and headed for the wine shop.

In the wine shop, there were a few wine jugs scattered on and off the table, and the food on the table hadn't been touched. Song Qingming only felt dizzy in his head, hot in his stomach, and uncomfortable everywhere.He stumbled around the liquor store.

"Get rich, get rich..."

"Master, Wangwang is here." Wangwang snatched his wine jar and looked at his young master with distressed expression.

Song Qingming grinned, his face was red with wine, and he tilted his head to look at him with a smile, "Sing, dance, and enjoy yourself, and you can be happy without any hindrance. There are so many dreams in Qingshi, and so many geniuses in Huangquan. No need to care about and arrange, just get it." Now and now..."

"Master."

The shop owner huddled on the counter worrying, it should have closed long ago, when Zhi Jinwu came in, he thought they would take the drunkard away, but he didn't expect that the leader only frowned and paid him a piece of silver and left.Although it is a good thing to get money, but if the trouble continues overnight, it will not be easy for him to open tomorrow.

When Zhao Xi came in, he saw this scene.There was a strong smell of alcohol in the air, which made him frown.

"Song Qingming."

So Song Qingming staggered and danced over to see him again, leaned closer, raised his head slightly, and smirked in front of him with the wine jar in his arms. "You are here, happy birthday."

"Look how stupid you are."

"Not stupid, not stupid." Song Qingming waved his hand, pushed the wine jar into Zhao Xi's arms, then tapped his chest with his fist, and stared at him blankly. "Here, it's uncomfortable."

Zhao Xi's heart tightened suddenly, and he turned his head away.

It's already three o'clock outside.

In the silence, there are intermittent cicadas and owls. Under the dim butter lamp, the watchman walks through the street with a lantern. The room is filled with the smell of alcohol and the liquid poured on the ground. There is nothing reassuring about a cold bench.

"Haiyan, Heqing." Zhao Xi finally put down the wine jar, grabbed Song Qingming's troublesome hand, "Take him to the county palace."

The two came over to support Song Qingming, he suddenly regained his sense of clarity, looked around and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Didn't I say so?" Zhao Xi raised his cold eyes, with an incomprehensible look on his face. "If you are defeated and demoted, I will ask my father to ask you to become a eunuch in the mansion, serve me with tea and water, and then sell you to Nanfeng Tower."

"Zhao Xi, I'm already like this!" Song Qingming's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I'm just fulfilling my promise." There was a rare genuine smile on Zhao Xi's lips, everything around him seemed to be relaxed, and there was no sense of oppression anymore.He glanced at it, turned and walked out. "Hopefully, I'll take your young master and go back to your duke's mansion."

Song Qingming quickly kicked his legs and shouted: "Hopefully, hopefully! Robbing the common man!"

"No." Hopeful but unhurried, he responded to Zhao Xi and glanced at Song Qingming.If you can go to the county prince's mansion, you can have fun, young master.

Song Qingming was dragged out of the wine shop with an inexplicable expression on his face, only feeling that his lower body was cold.The carriage came rumbling, quickly loaded him into the carriage, and then rumbled away.The wine shop owner rubbed his eyes and called his youngest son to clean up the shop.

"Zhao Xi—"

"To shut up."

"Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi—"

"..."

"You won't be so cruel to me, right? Don't say that you traveled thousands of miles to Xiaoguan just to bring me back and eunuch Zisungen, so what about your happiness for the rest of your life..."

Zhao Xi's fist hardened.

"Zhao—" Song Qingming wanted to say something more, but Zhao Xi knocked him out with a palm.His limp body slumped down, and his temples touched Zhao Xi's shoulder again. Zhao Xi reached out and hooked Song Qingming's head, breathing gently.

That's it, when Jiang Chongshi returns to Beijing, he can protect him for a while, and lock this fool in the county prince's mansion, so that he can't hear the rumors from outside, and those malicious things can't hurt the fool's heart.

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