After reconciliation, abandoned wives and cubs farm the fields

Chapter 302 Idlers
"It seems that Mr. Zhao is very fond of you, and everyone said that there is no need to worry. No one dares to underestimate you if you have real skills." Su Nanzhen patted Xichun on the shoulder and said proudly.

"I just learned a little superficial." Xichun was embarrassed by the praise.

As far as the columbine is concerned, he just provided some advice and helped. The person who made the columbine is his master, and he has not yet reached that level.

Su Nanzhen only thought that he was being humble. After all, in her opinion, he was already very remarkable in terms of his age and strength, and she kept encouraging him.

While the two were talking and laughing, Pei Songzhi looked thoughtfully at Mr. Zhao's lonely back, as if there was some story hidden in the back.

Anyway, being idle is idle, Pei Songzhi suddenly has a clear sense of Xichun's identity, a person has a father besides a mother, I don't know who Xichun's father will be.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Nanzhen saw that he did not speak the whole time, and felt that it was not good for him to neglect Xichun so much, so he pulled him into the conversation lineup.

"I'm thinking about opening up wasteland." Pei Songzhi said casually, and asked Xichun if he insisted on practicing martial arts every day, "You can't be lazy just because no one is watching."

"I don't." Xichun immediately denied, "The master said that my arm strength is still lacking. I practice every day, otherwise I will be very tired when doing carpentry."

Thanks to his background in martial arts, he can barely keep up with the requirements of his master, so he dares to be lazy.

Seeing that he was anxious, Su Nanzhen rolled Pei Song's eyes, "Xichun is a man of his word."

"I'll teach you two tricks in a while, and practice them yourself." Pei Songzhi nodded in satisfaction.

They came out this time to bring Xichun back to the Hou Mansion for a meal, and teach him a few tricks along the way.

Although he had greeted Jiao Qiaoshou beforehand, Xichun didn't stay in Hou's mansion for too long.

Su Nanzhen wanted to send him back in person, but Mrs. Pei invited him to Mingle Hall, so he had to let Pei Songzhi do it for him.

Pei Songzhi would not shirk, so he led the man out of the gate of the Hou Mansion, intending to let him exercise his leg strength.

It's just that the two of them didn't talk speculatively, just like this, you look at yours and I look at mine.

Seeing the passing officials, Xichun suddenly asked, "You seem to be very free."

It stands to reason that the people in the punishment department are quite busy, but he came to pick him up when he was free, and he was still wearing ordinary clothes. Xichun looked suspiciously at Pei Songzhi.

"Your sister didn't tell you that I have no official status now."

"Oh, don't you want to be an officer?"

"The official is not something I say I want to be. Even if I don't become an official, I will still be a loyal and brave man, and your sister is still the head of Jiaren County." Pei Songzhi lowered his head slightly, "Understood?"

With these two identities, they won't have a bad time in Yanjing.

Xichun nodded half-understanding, and didn't ask any more questions.

In the Ming Le Hall, Mrs. Pei was a little angry because of this matter. Although she had a little disdain for her grandson's official position before, but now that she has lost the official position of the Ministry of Punishment, she is impatient, even if she is only a small official. It's okay, it's better than being rejected by the emperor.

However, no matter how she asked the father and son, they couldn't give her an accurate answer, so Mrs. Pei had no choice but to ask Su Nanzhen. She could ignore other things, but she couldn't ignore this matter.

Su Nanzhen persuaded her a lot, but she still couldn't convince her that losing her official position was only temporary, so she swore that her husband-in-law and her grandson would still be idle after a year, and that she would make him an idle official if she donated his wealth.

"Are you willing?" Mrs. Pei couldn't help being a little suspicious, she looked her up and down, and only heard that the business of a few shops is still good, as for having so much money?

"Forget it, mine is his." His is mine, but Su Nanzhen is tactful and didn't say the rest of the sentence.

When these words reached the heart of old Mrs. Pei, her complexion immediately improved a lot, and she comforted her in turn, telling her not to despise her husband and son-in-law, but to encourage him and think about it for him from his standpoint.

Su Nanzhen obediently responded.

What should be said is about the same, so Mrs. Pei let her go about her own affairs.

Su Nanzhen responded, and came out of the Mingle Hall, and saw Pei Songzhi at a glance, and stopped him with a look, so as not to be seen by the old lady's people and gossip in front of the old lady.

Don't pass Madam Yu, Su Nanzhen is naturally going to find him.

"Send him back?"

"I'm back early, grandma, is she talking to you about me again?"

"You also said that you only need to worry about her, the old man just coaxes her, it's a matter of one or two sentences."

"I told her that she didn't believe it, and always thought I was lying to him." Pei Songzhi felt wronged, and said innocently.

"Master, Miss Hong is here." Qingsong walked quickly to the two of them and said loudly.

As soon as the words were finished, Hong Jiao came to the two of them, "I should go back for what you want."

She only stayed in Zhuangzi for a day or two. Su Nanzhen didn't expect that she would come up with a prescription to deal with pests so quickly. She quickly opened it and looked, but it was simple, "Can most of the pests be eliminated?"

"Most of it, it has to be all." Hong Jiao said arrogantly, those little things are nothing to her.

"What you see are just a few bugs on the Zhuangzi, but there are many strange bugs where you can't see." Su Nanzhen gave her a blank look, and what she was talking about was not about her Zhuangzi.

Because she has been telling the people in Zhuangzi to pay attention to pest control, there are not many pests in Zhuangzi for her to study. Thinking of this, Su Nanzhen suddenly felt that the prescription in her hand was not fragrant.

However, Hong Jiao patted her chest and hugged similar insects, which were not a problem, and Fang Zi worked as well.

"Are you going to take your emperor back to Chendu?" Pei Songzhi asked suddenly.

"If he recovers in sevens and eighties, of course we will take him away, and we can't keep hiding." She thought about this question for a long time but didn't have an answer. Now that he asked it, she suddenly gave the answer.

The answer satisfied Pei Songzhi, but before Hong Jiao left, he hoped that he could enter the palace to show the emperor and the empress dowager to see if they were poisoned. If the emperor was poisoned, he hoped that she could help.

"Imperial Palace?" Hong Jiao seemed a bit embarrassed. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that she would die in a foreign country without revenge. After all, the imperial palace was not accessible to ordinary people.

"I'll go with you." Pei Songzhi promised that he didn't want her to take risks alone.

"Why don't you two discuss it in private." Hearing this, Su Nanzhen felt a little wrong, and wanted to leave knowingly.

"No, you have to do a little favor." Pei Songzhi shook his head.

"Me? How can I help?" Su Nanzhen was stunned, "I don't know martial arts."

Hearing that Hong Jiao was a little depressed when she said that the Guming Tower, the proud work of her parents, was actually cracked by her, who knew no martial arts, the trick to turn the Guming Tower, "You really don't know martial arts?"

"No, and I don't want to learn." Su Nanzhen was more depressed and helpless than her, "Why don't you believe me?"

Hong Jiao rolled her eyes back.

(End of this chapter)