The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion - Chapter 933

[Chapter 923]

【Diet is very uncomfortable. 】

Crunch, crunch.

On the white wasteland, the mechanical and boring footsteps sound like a lullaby that never stops. Although it may not make people fall asleep, it continues to deepen everyone’s sense of exhaustion.

Even a man like Sun Shaozong could not help but get restless over time.

He casually pulled open the neckline and let the cold wind like a small knife cut through his chest randomly, which made him feel a little excited.

When he looked around, it was still like a walking corpse, and he shouted again: “Feng Xin, start singing a military song, let the big guy refresh your mind!”

Feng Xin, who was in front of the team, took a step, turned his head and dropped his mask, and said with a bitter face: “Lord, you see we are facing the wind, he… he can’t open his mouth either.”

“Then keep your head down and sing!”

Feng Xin was helpless, so he stooped to avoid the wind, and shouted at the same time: “Brothers, Du Te Niang listen to my old Feng’s name: Yun Conglong, Feng Conghu, fame and fortune, dust and soil – Get ready!”

“The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, fame and fortune, dust and soil.

Looking at Shenzhou, the people are suffering, and thousands of miles of fertile soil are barren.

Look at the world, make all the hustlers, and make up for the incompleteness of the way of heaven.

Good man, don’t be parents, only for the common people, not for the sake of the Lord.

With ninety-nine steel knives in hand, kill Hu Erfang and stop…”

The heroic singing rose into the sky, and as the cold wind reverberated in the mountains and forests, it startled countless birds and beasts, and also caused the accompanying Jurchen to look at each other and make a commotion.

Just as Sun Shaozong roared a few words, Xu Furen, who followed behind him, hurried up with his hat on, saying that it was the master who asked Lord Sun to come over and speak.

Looking back, I saw Hu Libo, the mastermind of Jurchen, chasing beside the carriage with his butt on his back, talking non-stop, mostly protesting to Xu Furen.

With a snort, Sun Shaozong approached the carriage unhurriedly, replaced the driver, and used his sharp eyes to force the Hu Libo back, then he lifted the door curtain and asked with a smile, “Old Mr. Xu has What do you want to command?”

Seeing Xu Furen sticking his head out of the car, with an old face, shaking his beard and spouting a mouthful of hot mist: “It’s not impossible that you proposed to adopt the orphan of Hrisul, but you must try to find out first. , How much influence does Hrithul have in the Jessery department?”

Just by looking at his expression, anyone would think that he was scolding Sun Shaozong for the battle song just now.

Sun Shaozong’s face was stiff, and he turned his face to one side, as if he dared to be angry and dare not speak, but said in his mouth, “That’s natural, the court wants chips and handles, not a few wine bags and rice bags.”

After much consideration yesterday, Sun Shaozong still did not agree to Naxiyama’s request – after all, this matter is not only a big risk, but also has a clear conflict with the court’s policy of empathy.

However, he immediately proposed that the Great Zhou court could come forward and adopt the sons of Nashiyama and Hri Sule.

In this way, when Hrisul’s son grows up, whether he wants to avenge his father or intends to compete for the position of the head of the Zheli tribe, Da Zhou can smoothly give him some support.

Nashiyama tried to bargain several times to no avail, but finally reluctantly accepted this condition.

So the two sides agreed that when the mission returned from the original road from Jianzhou, they would quietly bring the son of Khrisul back to Dazhou.

And then……

It’s just a sleepless night – when it comes to the fat on the lips, Sun Shaozong seldom refuses, especially this kind of beautiful meat that is separated from each other and has no responsibility afterward.

“Um.”

Xu Furen’s face softened a little, but to outsiders, he still showed displeasure: “If there is something to do, Sun Shaoqing might as well get in touch with the Hu girl again on the return trip — the old man heard that she was reluctant to leave when she left, if No matter how many times you work hard, it will still be a good piece of chess.”

Speaking of later, he was already teasing, but his expression did not show any strangeness, showing the true nature of the drama.

However, Sun Shaozong said embarrassingly: “The old man is afraid that he has misunderstood. That mother-in-law is not reluctant to part, but… It’s just that she has some inconvenience.”

Xu Furen finally couldn’t help being stunned when he heard the words. After a long while, he shook his head and sighed, and withdrew into the carriage quite desolately.

…………

The capital, Jingren Palace.

The German concubine Jia Yuanchun stood sideways in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, stroking her slightly bulging belly, her eyes were so soft that honey was almost dripping.

When several Taoist priests clamored to say that her child must be a prince, Jia Yuanchun felt uneasy, for fear that if he failed the emperor’s expectations, he would end up worse than Concubine Rong.

It was not until the imperial doctor’s consultation a few days ago that it was unanimously determined that there must be a baby boy in her womb, and the burden on Jia Yuanchun’s heart was lifted.

Right now, his fingertips were lightly touching his slightly hard belly, and a thought flashed in Jia Yuanchun’s mind involuntarily:

Will this child be the future emperor?

“Miss.”

Right now. Suddenly there was the sound of holding a piano from outside the door: “The slave is back.”

Jia Yuanchun seemed to be burnt, quickly removed his hand from his lower abdomen, and then regained his composure before raising his voice, “Come in and talk.”

He entered the room with his qin in his arms, and carefully locked the door. Only then did he come closer and report in a low voice: “I heard that Eunuch Xi said that today, I have nothing to do with my face up, and I am talking about “Publicizing the Law and Going to the Countryside”. come.”

When he first arrived at Jingren Palace, Jia Yuanchun was notoriously ignorant of things outside the window.

But since she was confirmed to be pregnant with the dragon child, she began to change, but she still adhered to the principle of listening more, talking less and not doing.

As for whether this principle will be exceeded in the future, it is uncertain.

“”Public Law Goes to the Countryside”?”

Jia Yuanchun raised his eyebrows and blurted out, “Isn’t that what the Erlang of the Sun family played last month?”

“Yes, yes, that’s what Sun Shaoqing suggested!”

Baoqin nodded again and again, but then he was puzzled: “I heard that this matter has been under pressure for more than a month, and it is not too soon or too late. I chose to discuss it when Sun Shaoqing was not in the capital. The slaves always felt that something was wrong. Son.”

Jia Yuanchun ignored her this time, just bowed his head and pondered silently.

Choosing to discuss Sun Shaozong’s proposal when he was not in the capital was clearly meant to suppress him and did not want him to lead the renovation of Dali Temple.

Taking into account the close relationship between Sun Shaozong and the prince, and now together with Xu Furen, they have been ‘distributed’ to the borderlands, so the speculation is smooth.

but……

Has Your Majesty been acting too ‘resolutely’ recently?

I was only four months pregnant, so wantonly suppressing the prince’s party like this, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is eager for quick success…

Could it be that……

As the most favored concubine in Jingren Palace, Jia Yuanchun naturally noticed that Emperor Guangde had been working hard in Jingren Palace for the past two years, and he had already hurt the root.

At the moment, he favors alchemists and pursues the way of immortality;

Could it be that His Majesty is dying soon? !

[End of This Chapter]