Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

In the midsummer season, even though it was almost night, Bianjing was still hot, the sunset glow on the horizon was as strong as fire, and the weeping willows by the river remained motionless and there was no wind.

The wine shop on the edge of the Bian River, in order to make it cool by the river, placed the seats by the river, and there were a few scattered tables.

Hearing that the poor scholars on the two tables were talking loudly about the Zang Jingsu's imperial palace, the guy shook his head slightly, wiped his sweat, and ran over in response to the call from the guests with the kettle. add water.

"Watermelon! Sweet and crisp watermelon!"

The window on the second floor of the restaurant was pushed aside, and a man poked his head to the farmer who was walking underneath with a burden: "Bring me a few."

"Okay!" The farmer responded happily, put down his burden and picked a few of the best, and sent them up.

"It seems to be the eldest son of the Dong family?" The scholars stopped the discussion and looked at the open window. Apart from the son who was still poking his head, several people were still sitting there.

"Look," a scholar whispered.

Several people turned their heads and saw a small sedan parked at the entrance of the wine shop. The bridge curtain was lifted. A young man in a azure gown came out. He was thin, pale with a slight sickness, but that didn't affect it at all. To his unparalleled elegance.

"Master Cheng!" a scholar called out in a low voice excitedly.

As if he heard his voice, the young man turned his head and looked at them, then his eyebrows were bent, and he bowed his eyebrows, bowed to them with a warm smile, and turned back into the wine shop.

"Dong's family and Master Cheng?" Seeing Cheng Jia entered, the people in the window stood up and greeted them. Another scholar asked suspiciously.

As soon as Zang Jingsu’s fold came up, all kinds of voices came out from the court. It was said that now the emperor is in full bloom, at this time you mention the prince, do you want to curse the emperor? What's more is that the prince is already an adult, and it's time to establish a prince. Each faction has its own ideas, and the noise is a mess.

If you talk about military power alone, the second prince not only has the support of the Zhao family, but also has a good relationship with Heishuiguan. The eldest prince has the support of several big families behind the Dong family plus some relationships in the Forbidden Army, and the fourth prince There is nothing but Deng's house.

But the standing prince doesn't depend on how strong you are. Unless you want to rebel, why do you bring so many soldiers? The establishment of a prince depends on the power of the court, which is the power of the civilian officials, and then the quarreling ability of the contestants you promote.

In this case, Qingliu has become a target for all parties.

When the lantern was palming, a little wind blew, blowing the light gauze on the side of the lakeside pavilion, dancing with the green willows, and bringing the light lotus fragrance.

The water pavilion was ventilated on all sides, and ice basins were placed in the four corners. The beautiful maid took the long-handled feather fan and gently fanned the air-conditioning out of the ice basin to the center, making the water pavilion cooler.

Su Wen leaned against the beauty, looked at the little lights lit up along the lake, and sighed: "Sure enough, a good place, a good view." Moreover, this Ling family is really rich, and the ice cubes can be so free of money. General use.

In addition to paintings, books, pianos, and pianos, there are several small tables in the water hall. One is dedicated to making tea, and the other two contain a variety of snacks. From time to time, there will be beautiful maids in green dresses. Quietly come to add water and replace with new food.

There is a wall separating this side from the main courtyard of the Dingguo Mansion, but there is no partition on Dinghu. Across the misty lake and the lush trees along the lake, the scenery over there can still be vaguely seen.

Elegantly built courtyards, elegant gardens, graceful and graceful maids, and tight guards that you can't see but can feel.

Mei Donghua rubbed his brows. Is this really the handwriting of that vulgar business woman?

"I got such a good place, if I don't want to go back." Fan Yu smiled, and the maid who was waiting on the side winked, and then was ignored.

"If you don't go back, what will my sister do?" With a faint voice, Cheng Jia seemed to walk into the water pavilion under the moonlight.

"Sir, do you want to eat?" The green-clothed maid lowered her head and asked. Seeing Cheng Jia nodded, he walked out.

"Didn't you just come back from dinner with that Dong Chao?" Fan Yin looked at him and smiled.

Cheng Jia glanced at him, then sat in a chair, took a sip of tea from his special tea bowl, and said, "Can you eat anything outside?"

"How's the talk?" Mei Donghua asked.

"Hehe, what can you talk about?" Cheng Jia glanced at the light on the opposite side of the lake, and said: "I don't want us to speak for the eldest prince. The eldest prince is the eldest prince. Legally speaking, the eldest prince should be the prince. What's more, the eldest prince is also good at literary and martial arts, which is really a good choice. That's about it."

"How do you answer?" Su Wen also looked at Cheng Jia and asked. Cheng Jia is the leader of the Qingliu youth group, and his position directly affects all of them.

"The matter of the prince is naturally decided by the emperor." Cheng Jia smiled faintly.

This is tantamount to saying nothing, but the person that Emperor Xiwen trusts most is always Cheng Xiang. Now Cheng Xiang is silent in the court. It is completely Tai Chi posture. It is no wonder that they are in a hurry. Cheng Jia who is not involved in these things.

The green-clothed maid brought a bowl of gruel, and the lingering fragrance immediately caused several people to turn their heads, watching the maid placing the gruel in front of Cheng Jia, and then whispered: "Ms. Alan asked, what can I eat tonight? If you eat something greasy, I have to change it for you."

Cheng Jia shook his head, with a pleasant smile on his face, and said, "It's okay, I only drank some tea at night."

The maid leaned back, and several people realized that the surrounding maid had already withdrawn. Mei Donghua's expression deepened, and he said leisurely: "The maid here is really good."

Su Wen smiled and said, "Miss Alan? Qiao Mu, to be honest, did you live here for the scenery and cultivation, or because of this young lady?"

Su Ce spit out the tea he had just drunk in his mouth with a pop, and rolled his eyes without making a sound.

"Yes, I heard that you refused even Ms. Fu Jia, and Yuqin is also anxious about this. Are there someone in your heart?" Fan Yu asked Su Ce with a glance.

Cheng Jia just smiled, pointing to the lotus that was full of the lake, and said, "The flowering period is almost over. I met Xuanzhi a while ago. Speaking of it, we haven't had a essay meeting for a long time."

You live in someone's house and use other people's servants, and now you want to treat guests directly here?

Su Wen opened his mouth for a while and asked, "Ms. Yang agrees?"

Taking a sip of the porridge at the right temperature, Cheng Jia smiled and said: "I used ten calligraphy and paintings for her to rent here for a year. What I want to do here, she will naturally not object." woman! There are ten pictures, one picture a day! Naturally, I can't say this, or his calligraphy and paintings have fallen in price outside, I'm afraid I will show him face again.

The faces of several people froze again, Mei Donghua breathed a sigh of relief, finally showing a smile on his face, and said: "Your word is rare outside, ten pieces, the rent is quite a lot. "Although the relationship between Cheng Jia and Han Mian is very good, although it is said that Cheng Jia is in poor health and needs a place to recuperate, it is difficult to go to Zhuangzi at this time of trouble, but a third is drawn from the Dingguo Gongfu. One place also brought the lake and the garden to Cheng Jia. It’s hard not to doubt it. After hearing the news, several people came together to visit, but they happened to meet Cheng Jia’s appointment to go to Dong Chao, just to explain. The maid brought them in, and now Mei Donghua felt relieved.

Cheng Jia has always cleaned himself up and is a role model for scholars. Mei Donghua will never allow him to make any bad rumors.

"However, the lotus blooming season is over, it is better to wait a few more days, until the Mid-Autumn Festival, the scenery here should be better." Fan Yu laughed. The remnant lotus and autumn moon are also a scene.

A few maids came in quietly, and after saluting to a few people, they took away the dim sum from the small table, served a table full of vegetables, and then placed wine glasses and other things.

Waiting for the items to be placed, the headed maid said softly: "Miss Alan said, this wine is for several young men to drink. Mr Cheng, you have a bad stomach and stomach. If you have to touch it, you will be at your own risk."

After speaking, without waiting for a few people to respond, he retreated with the rest of the maidservants and changed the calligraphy and painting cases to come in and wait for them.

"Don't look, this Miss Alan is a doctor. You also know that he was in a bad shape some time ago, and he vomited or vomited. You couldn't get a doctor. It was Han Mian who introduced Mrs. Yang's doctor to him. Slowly recuperate. Or else, what is he doing here!" Su Ce had already sat at the table and knocked on the table.

"So good at medical skills?" Fan Xu asked with his eyes lit up.

"Medical skills are good, but it is not easy to move her." Cheng Jia laughed. Alan is a genius doctor, and I can't find anyone who wants to find him. If it weren't for Ling Qingyu, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about him.

After the night was late, the weather became cooler, and the garden was full of flowers of various colors, and the fragrance was overflowing with the wind.

The food is a refreshing side dish that I have never tasted before, and the wine is clear and good. A few people drank the wine and chatted. When it was so cozy, I heard the clear singing from across the lake. The sound resounded like the sky for a while, and then became deep. Euphemistic, making people feel intoxicated.

"This is Mrs. Yang's foreign attendant, right?" Fan Xu asked.

"If it's the Mid-Autumn Festival Wenhui, would you also borrow someone from Yang Mansion? Then, can this person borrow it?" Su Wen asked with a slight drunkenness, his fingers rhythmic with the singing.

"He is not an actress." Cheng Jia said lightly.

"Isn't it just a slave?" Mei Donghua snorted, his eyes were slightly drunk with a hint of aqua, and he smiled: "Doesn't Mrs. Yang love money? Can you change it with a few more calligraphy and painting? Right?"

"Brother Mei!"

Cheng Jia raised his hand, stopped Su Ce's words, and said, "Donghua drank too much."

"Qiao Mu, Madam Yang and the maid can give it to you, why does a servant still disagree?" Su Wen asked a little surprised. Then Madam Yang definitely wanted to make a good deal of Cheng Jia, so she would give him the place and people equal to half, so how could she not bear a male servant?

"Big brother! Don't say how much you pay, Mrs. Yang will not agree. Even if he agrees, Su Mu would rather commit suicide than open his throat for the second person." Su Ce couldn't help crying. After staying in Lingjia Village for so long, he knew Ling Qingyu's guards very well, that Sum, although he held a slavery to Ling Qingyu, but it was only for her alone. It is absolutely impossible for him to serve others!

"It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back." Without waiting for a few people, Cheng Jia got up and ordered the record for the car.

Fan Yu and Mei Donghua were on the same road. They sat in a carriage and raised the curtains to look at the elegant moonlight. Fan Yu asked casually, "Donghua, which prince do you like?"

Mei Donghua put his hands on his head, his eyes half closed, and said drunkly: "Who? Is there something worthy of our hard work now?"

Fan Yu laughed and said, "Yes."

Regardless of whether the eldest prince and the second prince are good princes, it is just that Zhao Mingliang’s behavior that he has always been optimistic about has made him feel a little bit cold. Remembering that he knew they were defeated, he hurried to Zhao Mansion, thinking of comforting Zhao Mingliang, In the end, he saw Zhao Mingliang happily entertaining his counselors.

Where is this country going?

"Ce! Are you really unwilling to be an official?" Su Wen asked, holding his head. Su Ce had already been selected by the Juren, and it was almost a sure thing to go for a Jinshi exam. He used to keep saying that he wanted to serve the country, but after returning from Fanwai, he never mentioned it again. Recently, he has moved closer and closer to Han Mian.

"You and a few brothers in the second room of the big room are enough at home, and there is no shortage of me." Su Ce leaned against the wall of the car, looking at the brother who didn't mean the slightest drunkenness just now.

"Now the situation is unclear. The first prince and the second prince are supported by Dong Xiang and Wang Xiang, but the fourth prince is the emperor's most beloved person. Our Su family can still stay out of the matter, but we must always make a choice. Father means, The three of us must have friends."

"Hehe, that's your business. I just want to do more research on agriculture and business. I have already agreed with Brother Han, and Brother Han also promised me to let me enter the Ling's house." After Su Ce finished speaking, he saw Su Wen's unexpected blackness. He smashed his face and said angrily: "Nonsense! How can you do such things!"

"Why not?" Seeing the mask-like expression of his elder brother, Su Ce relaxed, leaning against the soft seat with a sense of laziness. Well, Ling's carriage is just comfortable!

"Our Su family's scholarly family, how can we do the next thing!" Su Wenqi blushed and whispered. Fortunately, he still remembered that this was Ling's carriage, and he didn't shout loudly.

"Hehe, brother, then when I brought back a lot of gold and precious goods from Fanwai, why didn't you say that? All my money was earned by doing these things at Fanwai." Su Ce sneered and said: " The Su family looks good. My father has been studying official careers. I’m afraid it’s spent a lot of money, right? The Su family is just an empty shelf. Brother, if I tell my father, I will give you ten Wan Guan, do you think your father will object?"

Su Wen was dumb. The Su family belonged to the scholarly family, the noble family, the noble family, the clean nobles, and the clean nobles. To put it bluntly, they were the masters without money. There were many officials in the Su family, but the population was even larger, and the grandfather, for the sake of fame, It was the huge amount of funding that has been given to that huge clan, and at this time the position of the prince is not fixed, and they can't judge who to go with. Naturally, there is a lot of money that can't be collected. Nowadays, they can't support the family with their salary alone. The expenses of the upper class living in it, not to mention the fact that in his own house, his father also spent a lot of money to get promoted. This time, Su Ce brought back fifty thousand taels of gold, which almost became emergency money.

If one hundred thousand taels of silver a year, let alone anything else, the life of my house will definitely be much better!

Su Wen's face changed, Su Ce sighed in his heart, stopped talking, and opened the window instead and looked out the window.

In the midsummer season, even though it was almost night, Bianjing was still hot, the sunset glow on the horizon was as strong as fire, and the weeping willows by the river remained motionless and there was no wind.

The wine shop on the edge of the Bian River, in order to make it cool by the river, placed the seats by the river, and there were a few scattered tables.

Hearing that the poor scholars on the two tables were talking loudly about the Zang Jingsu's imperial palace, the guy shook his head slightly, wiped his sweat, and ran over in response to the call from the guests with the kettle. add water.

"Watermelon! Sweet and crisp watermelon!"

The window on the second floor of the restaurant was pushed aside, and a man poked his head to the farmer who was walking underneath with a burden: "Bring me a few."

"Okay!" The farmer responded happily, put down his burden and picked a few of the best, and sent them up.

"It seems to be the eldest son of the Dong family?" The scholars stopped the discussion and looked at the open window. Apart from the son who was still poking his head, several people were still sitting there.

"Look," a scholar whispered.

Several people turned their heads and saw a small sedan parked at the entrance of the wine shop. The bridge curtain was lifted. A young man in a azure gown came out. He was thin, pale with a slight sickness, but that didn't affect it at all. To his unparalleled elegance.

"Master Cheng!" a scholar called out in a low voice excitedly.

As if he heard his voice, the young man turned his head and looked at them, then his eyebrows were bent, and he bowed his eyebrows, bowed to them with a warm smile, and turned back into the wine shop.

"Dong's family and Master Cheng?" Seeing Cheng Jia entered, the people in the window stood up and greeted them. Another scholar asked suspiciously.

As soon as Zang Jingsu’s fold came up, all kinds of voices came out from the court. It was said that now the emperor is in full bloom, at this time you mention the prince, do you want to curse the emperor? What's more is that the prince is already an adult, and it's time to establish a prince. Each faction has its own ideas, and the noise is a mess.

If you talk about military power alone, the second prince not only has the support of the Zhao family, but also has a good relationship with Heishuiguan. The eldest prince has the support of several big families behind the Dong family plus some relationships in the Forbidden Army, and the fourth prince There is nothing but Deng's house.

But the standing prince doesn't depend on how strong you are. Unless you want to rebel, why do you bring so many soldiers? The establishment of a prince depends on the power of the court, which is the power of the civilian officials, and then the quarreling ability of the contestants you promote.

In this case, Qingliu has become a target for all parties.

When the lantern was palming, a little wind blew, blowing the light gauze on the side of the lakeside pavilion, dancing with the green willows, and bringing the light lotus fragrance.

The water pavilion was ventilated on all sides, and ice basins were placed in the four corners. The beautiful maid took the long-handled feather fan and gently fanned the air-conditioning out of the ice basin to the center, making the water pavilion cooler.

Su Wen leaned against the beauty, looked at the little lights lit up along the lake, and sighed: "Sure enough, a good place, a good view." Moreover, this Ling family is really rich, and the ice cubes can be so free of money. General use.

In addition to paintings, books, pianos, and pianos, there are several small tables in the water hall. One is dedicated to making tea, and the other two contain a variety of snacks. From time to time, there will be beautiful maids in green dresses. Quietly come to add water and replace with new food.

There is a wall separating this side from the main courtyard of the Dingguo Mansion, but there is no partition on Dinghu. Across the misty lake and the lush trees along the lake, the scenery over there can still be vaguely seen.

Elegantly built courtyards, elegant gardens, graceful and graceful maids, and tight guards that you can't see but can feel.

Mei Donghua rubbed his brows. Is this really the handwriting of that vulgar business woman?

"I got such a good place, if I don't want to go back." Fan Yu smiled, and the maid who was waiting on the side winked, and then was ignored.

"If you don't go back, what will my sister do?" With a faint voice, Cheng Jia seemed to walk into the water pavilion under the moonlight.

"Sir, do you want to eat?" The green-clothed maid lowered her head and asked. Seeing Cheng Jia nodded, he walked out.

"Didn't you just come back from dinner with that Dong Chao?" Fan Yin looked at him and smiled.

Cheng Jia glanced at him, then sat in a chair, took a sip of tea from his special tea bowl, and said, "Can you eat anything outside?"

"How's the talk?" Mei Donghua asked.

"Hehe, what can you talk about?" Cheng Jia glanced at the light on the opposite side of the lake, and said: "I don't want us to speak for the eldest prince. The eldest prince is the eldest prince. Legally speaking, the eldest prince should be the prince. What's more, the eldest prince is also good at literary and martial arts, which is really a good choice. That's about it."

"How do you answer?" Su Wen also looked at Cheng Jia and asked. Cheng Jia is the leader of the Qingliu youth group, and his position directly affects all of them.

"The matter of the prince is naturally decided by the emperor." Cheng Jia smiled faintly.

This is tantamount to saying nothing, but the person that Emperor Xiwen trusts most is always Cheng Xiang. Now Cheng Xiang is silent in the court. It is completely Tai Chi posture. It is no wonder that they are in a hurry. Cheng Jia who is not involved in these things.

The green-clothed maid brought a bowl of gruel, and the lingering fragrance immediately caused several people to turn their heads, watching the maid placing the gruel in front of Cheng Jia, and then whispered: "Ms. Alan asked, what can I eat tonight? If you eat something greasy, I have to change it for you."

Cheng Jia shook his head, with a pleasant smile on his face, and said, "It's okay, I only drank some tea at night."

The maid leaned back, and several people realized that the surrounding maid had already withdrawn. Mei Donghua's expression deepened, and he said leisurely: "The maid here is really good."

Su Wen smiled and said, "Miss Alan? Qiao Mu, to be honest, did you live here for the scenery and cultivation, or because of this young lady?"

Su Ce spit out the tea he had just drunk in his mouth with a pop, and rolled his eyes without making a sound.

"Yes, I heard that you refused even Ms. Fu Jia, and Yuqin is also anxious about this. Are there someone in your heart?" Fan Yu asked Su Ce with a glance.

Cheng Jia just smiled, pointing to the lotus that was full of the lake, and said, "The flowering period is almost over. I met Xuanzhi a while ago. Speaking of it, we haven't had a essay meeting for a long time."

You live in someone's house and use other people's servants, and now you want to treat guests directly here?

Su Wen opened his mouth for a while and asked, "Ms. Yang agrees?"

Taking a sip of the porridge at the right temperature, Cheng Jia smiled and said: "I used ten calligraphy and paintings for her to rent here for a year. What I want to do here, she will naturally not object." woman! There are ten pictures, one picture a day! Naturally, I can't say this, or his calligraphy and paintings have fallen in price outside, I'm afraid I will show him face again.

The faces of several people froze again, Mei Donghua breathed a sigh of relief, finally showing a smile on his face, and said: "Your word is rare outside, ten pieces, the rent is quite a lot. "Although the relationship between Cheng Jia and Han Mian is very good, although it is said that Cheng Jia is in poor health and needs a place to recuperate, it is difficult to go to Zhuangzi at this time of trouble, but a third is drawn from the Dingguo Gongfu. One place also brought the lake and the garden to Cheng Jia. It’s hard not to doubt it. After hearing the news, several people came together to visit, but they happened to meet Cheng Jia’s appointment to go to Dong Chao, just to explain. The maid brought them in, and now Mei Donghua felt relieved.

Cheng Jia has always cleaned himself up and is a role model for scholars. Mei Donghua will never allow him to make any bad rumors.

"However, the lotus blooming season is over, it is better to wait a few more days, until the Mid-Autumn Festival, the scenery here should be better." Fan Yu laughed. The remnant lotus and autumn moon are also a scene.

A few maids came in quietly, and after saluting to a few people, they took away the dim sum from the small table, served a table full of vegetables, and then placed wine glasses and other things.

Waiting for the items to be placed, the headed maid said softly: "Miss Alan said, this wine is for several young men to drink. Mr Cheng, you have a bad stomach and stomach. If you have to touch it, you will be at your own risk."

After speaking, without waiting for a few people to respond, he retreated with the rest of the maidservants and changed the calligraphy and painting cases to come in and wait for them.

"Don't look, this Miss Alan is a doctor. You also know that he was in a bad shape some time ago, and he vomited or vomited. You couldn't get a doctor. It was Han Mian who introduced Mrs. Yang's doctor to him. Slowly recuperate. Or else, what is he doing here!" Su Ce had already sat at the table and knocked on the table.

"So good at medical skills?" Fan Xu asked with his eyes lit up.

"Medical skills are good, but it is not easy to move her." Cheng Jia laughed. Alan is a genius doctor, and I can't find anyone who wants to find him. If it weren't for Ling Qingyu, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about him.

After the night was late, the weather became cooler, and the garden was full of flowers of various colors, and the fragrance was overflowing with the wind.

The food is a refreshing side dish that I have never tasted before, and the wine is clear and good. A few people drank the wine and chatted. When it was so cozy, I heard the clear singing from across the lake. The sound resounded like the sky for a while, and then became deep. Euphemistic, making people feel intoxicated.

"This is Mrs. Yang's foreign attendant, right?" Fan Xu asked.

"If it's the Mid-Autumn Festival Wenhui, would you also borrow someone from Yang Mansion? Then, can this person borrow it?" Su Wen asked with a slight drunkenness, his fingers rhythmic with the singing.

"He is not an actress." Cheng Jia said lightly.

"Isn't it just a slave?" Mei Donghua snorted, his eyes were slightly drunk with a hint of aqua, and he smiled: "Doesn't Mrs. Yang love money? Can you change it with a few more calligraphy and painting? Right?"

"Brother Mei!"

Cheng Jia raised his hand, stopped Su Ce's words, and said, "Donghua drank too much."

"Qiao Mu, Madam Yang and the maid can give it to you, why does a servant still disagree?" Su Wen asked a little surprised. Then Madam Yang definitely wanted to make a good deal of Cheng Jia, so she would give him the place and people equal to half, so how could she not bear a male servant?

"Big brother! Don't say how much you pay, Mrs. Yang will not agree. Even if he agrees, Su Mu would rather commit suicide than open his throat for the second person." Su Ce couldn't help crying. After staying in Lingjia Village for so long, he knew Ling Qingyu's guards very well, that Sum, although he held a slavery to Ling Qingyu, but it was only for her alone. It is absolutely impossible for him to serve others!

"It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back." Without waiting for a few people, Cheng Jia got up and ordered the record for the car.

Fan Yu and Mei Donghua were on the same road. They sat in a carriage and raised the curtains to look at the elegant moonlight. Fan Yu asked casually, "Donghua, which prince do you like?"

Mei Donghua put his hands on his head, his eyes half closed, and said drunkly: "Who? Is there something worthy of our hard work now?"

Fan Yu laughed and said, "Yes."

Regardless of whether the eldest prince and the second prince are good princes, it is just that Zhao Mingliang’s behavior that he has always been optimistic about has made him feel a little bit cold. Remembering that he knew they were defeated, he hurried to Zhao Mansion, thinking of comforting Zhao Mingliang, In the end, he saw Zhao Mingliang happily entertaining his counselors.

Where is this country going?

"Ce! Are you really unwilling to be an official?" Su Wen asked, holding his head. Su Ce had already been selected by the Juren, and it was almost a sure thing to go for a Jinshi exam. He used to keep saying that he wanted to serve the country, but after returning from Fanwai, he never mentioned it again. Recently, he has moved closer and closer to Han Mian.

"You and a few brothers in the second room of the big room are enough at home, and there is no shortage of me." Su Ce leaned against the wall of the car, looking at the brother who didn't mean the slightest drunkenness just now.

"Now the situation is unclear. The first prince and the second prince are supported by Dong Xiang and Wang Xiang, but the fourth prince is the emperor's most beloved person. Our Su family can still stay out of the matter, but we must always make a choice. Father means, The three of us must have friends."

"Hehe, that's your business. I just want to do more research on agriculture and business. I have already agreed with Brother Han, and Brother Han also promised me to let me enter the Ling's house." After Su Ce finished speaking, he saw Su Wen's unexpected blackness. He smashed his face and said angrily: "Nonsense! How can you do such things!"

"Why not?" Seeing the mask-like expression of his elder brother, Su Ce relaxed, leaning against the soft seat with a sense of laziness. Well, Ling's carriage is just comfortable!

"Our Su family's scholarly family, how can we do the next thing!" Su Wenqi blushed and whispered. Fortunately, he still remembered that this was Ling's carriage, and he didn't shout loudly.

"Hehe, brother, then when I brought back a lot of gold and precious goods from Fanwai, why didn't you say that? All my money was earned by doing these things at Fanwai." Su Ce sneered and said: " The Su family looks good. My father has been studying official careers. I’m afraid it’s spent a lot of money, right? The Su family is just an empty shelf. Brother, if I tell my father, I will give you ten Wan Guan, do you think your father will object?"

Su Wen was dumb. The Su family belonged to the scholarly family, the noble family, the noble family, the clean nobles, and the clean nobles. To put it bluntly, they were the masters without money. There were many officials in the Su family, but the population was even larger, and the grandfather, for the sake of fame, It was the huge amount of funding that has been given to that huge clan, and at this time the position of the prince is not fixed, and they can't judge who to go with. Naturally, there is a lot of money that can't be collected. Nowadays, they can't support the family with their salary alone. The expenses of the upper class living in it, not to mention the fact that in his own house, his father also spent a lot of money to get promoted. This time, Su Ce brought back fifty thousand taels of gold, which almost became emergency money.

If one hundred thousand taels of silver a year, let alone anything else, the life of my house will definitely be much better!

Su Wen's face changed, Su Ce sighed in his heart, stopped talking, and opened the window instead and looked out the window.