The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

Two flowers bloom, one on each table.

However, it was said that Sun Shaozong and Li Wan were separated, and since the main entrance turned into the Dongkua Yard, dozens of people were clamoring under the porch.

One of them was mesmerized, even jumping more than three feet high, and leaped directly in front of the fence, stretched his neck and slapped his hands. If someone beside him pulled him in time, he would have turned outside.

Seeing this, Sun Shaozong couldn't help but sighed helplessly-how could this red-faced person look like a seriously ill person?

That's right, this man who is almost crazy is just Uncle Xing who claims that his illness lies in the Sun's family.

He said half a word that day, but he was blocked by his daughter. Sun Shaozong originally thought about it, but when he raised it again, he tactfully refused, and then sent him out of the house.

Who would think that Uncle Xing is really a treasure.

After staying in the Sun’s house for a few days, it seemed that he had forgotten his original intention and was completely reluctant to think about it.

And since he didn't talk about business matters, and he was Jia Yingchun's titular uncle, Sun Shaozong was naturally unwilling to take the initiative to drive him away.

So things were so deadlocked.

Sun Shaozong is not in a hurry. There is no shortage of food and clothing for the family, and she is all about raising an idler-her daughter also happens to be the company of Jia Yingchun.

Thinking about it, someone with sharp eyes had already seen him, and someone stood up and bowed his hands in salute.

Sun Shaozong also hurriedly showed a smile, talking and laughing all the way up to the chief.

Jia Lian helped him pull the high-back chair early, poured a glass of warm wine, and greeted with a smile: "Erlang come and taste it, this is how Feng brother came out from his laozi's private cellar so easily. Aged."

As he said, he held the wine glass and sent it straight to Sun Shaozong's mouth.

Sun Shaozong hurriedly took it in his hand, took a few sips and tasted it, then raised his head and drank it, spitting out a foul voice and praised: "It's soft, it's really good wine!"

In fact, he prefers sweet and sour fruit wine, and he is not interested in any high-grade liquor at all, but it is easy for people to come out, so he can't help but save face.

In addition...

Just now, Jia Lian’s move, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh...

Sun Shaozong couldn't find a suitable vocabulary to describe it for a while, so he felt awkward and subconsciously wanted to stay away from him.

Shouldn't...

What is this guy trying to do with himself?

Feeling the cold behind the hip, I saw the porter Wang Jin eagerly looking for it, and said: "Second Lord, Guanglu Temple sent a birthday post and invites you to enter the palace in three days to celebrate your birthday."

That's it!

Sun Shaozong was also certain before that the court would not punish himself severely because of the Niu family, but he was still a little nervous.

Now that the Longevity Day post arrived, the clouds all over the sky naturally dispersed cleanly-if Emperor Guangde really wanted to send it out, he would not let Sun Shaozong enter the palace to celebrate his birthday at this moment.

He replied calmly, "I see." Sun Shaozong wanted to continue to gossip with everyone, so as to cover up the long absence of the meeting.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jin did not leave, and once again heard his ears: "Second Lord, the person here is the brother-in-law of the prince, and he is waiting in the front hall."

This cheap clan brother seems to be an official at Guanglu Temple, but just sending a birthday post, shouldn't it be necessary for a serious official to come forward?

Moreover, according to the original plan, today I was going to his house to discuss ‘family affairs’, but now it was delayed because of Niu’s affairs, but Sun Zhaolin came back again.

If there is no urgent matter, Sun Shaozong would never believe it.

Thinking of this, he got up to himself, made a circle and said with a smile: "You guys, I'm really sorry. Just after the housework has been handled, he will be on official business again-when we finish singing this one, let's go ahead. The banquet is set up in the courtyard, and I will make it to the brothers one by one!"

The attention of everyone on the left and right is also in the play, except for Xue Pan's muttering and Jia Lian's face loss, no one else has any complaints.

So Sun Shaozong left the table again and hurried to the front yard.

When I arrived at the door of the living room, I saw Sun Zhaolin sitting next to him, walking absent-mindedly, with a slight hesitation in his expression.

It seems that when he came this time, 80% of them were ordered by the elders-in Guanglu Temple, there should be no one who dared to wear small shoes for the Jiu Jiu Gongzi.

"Unexpectedly, it was Brother Xian who came to deliver the birthday post in person."

Sun Shaozong crossed the threshold with a smile, and he was not polite, and asked straightforwardly: "Is there any other reason for this?"

Sun Zhaolin hurriedly got up to see the ceremony, and then said: "I can't hide anything from my second brother. My father originally wanted to ask my second brother to visit the mansion. Whoever thinks is not what people want, so the younger brother can only ask for advice on some matters."

After hearing this, Sun Shaozong nodded, and sat on the top of his head. Then he signaled Sun Zhaolin to take his seat again, and then asked him to continue speaking.

"The second brother probably also knows that the prince recently... His Royal Highness has been quite unsuccessful, and he lost his spirit for a while."

Speaking of the prince, Sun Zhaolin's face showed some helplessness, and obviously his evaluation of the brother-in-law was not very high.

But his family, young and old, were already tied to the wheel of the prince and couldn't bear to back down.

After a short pause, Sun Zhaolin continued: "My father also went to persuade him several times, but he was helpless... but his Royal Highness was incomprehensible, and he returned without success."

When it comes to the word ‘helpless’, Sun Zhaolin’s words are obviously flickering, which seems to be hiding something.

The prince recently seemed to be very resentful towards the princess. The so-called hatred of the house and the wreck, 80% of them would not be too satisfied with the old man.

And based on the temperament of that Sun Jijiu, it is estimated that the exchanges between Liangxiali were not very pleasant. Otherwise, how could the dignified Wenkui leader take the initiative to invite him to such a rough person?

While Sun Shaozong was trying to figure out his heart, Sun Zhaolin didn't have any idleness: "My father is helpless, so he has to pin his hopes on his second brother. After all, His Royal Highness always..."

"Let's live."

Hearing this, Sun Shaozong raised his hand to interrupt Sun Zhaolin's words, shook his head and said, "My uncle is afraid that he has misunderstood me. In fact, I have also persuaded His Royal Highness the Prince~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to ask him to be calm for the time being. It-but at the moment, it is obviously not effective."

If Sun Jijiu faced Sun Shaozong's excuses, he would definitely have a way to deal with it.

But when Sun Zhaolin heard this, he suddenly got stuck, hesitated for a while, sighed dejectedly, and there was no more words.

This stuff...

I'm also honest.

In fact, Sun Shaozong also prepared the following, he wanted to show off, but he couldn't hold back.

Fortunately, after a long while, Sun Zhaolin finally muttered to himself in distress again: "But seeing that in three days, it will be the Longevity Day. If the prince’s depressed appearance is seen by the civil and military officials, I’m afraid... ..."

I am afraid that it will lose a lot of popularity immediately!

Sun Shaozong had long since guessed that the Lord Jiujiu was so anxious to deal with the Wanshou Festival that was close at hand.

And he had already thought of a countermeasure.

"Even if your Royal Highness gets up again, what can you do?" Sun Shaozong asked back, before Sun Zhaolin responded, "Could it be possible to compete with an unborn younger brother or sister at the birthday banquet?"

"This……"

Sun Zhaolin frowned and hesitated: "According to the second brother's intention, is it that His Royal Highness is destined to go..."

"I didn't say that!"

Sun Shaozong hurriedly waved his hand and said: "What I mean is that if you want to break the game at the birthday banquet, people feel that the prince has the ambition to fight for the reserve, the key is not the prince himself, but the grandson."

"Tao Sun?"

"Yes, it is Taisun!"

Sun Shaozong stared at Sun Zhaolin with scorching eyes: "Tai Sun is now almost two years old, right? I heard that under the guidance of the empress, she is very clever and gifted. If this is the case, let Tai Sun go to the birthday banquet to win a prize, wouldn't it? Excellent?" (https:)

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