Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 158 A Maple Leaf Can't Hold It Anymore
"Song Zhu and his wife are very loving. It's not surprising that the younger brother and sister are pregnant. This is a happy event, and the mother should take care of her." Song Chun said nothing.

Shen was furious: "Wang's character is frivolous and savage, and her appearance is just average. Even Song Zhu loves her like a treasure. What about Shizi Concubine?" Like her? My son, you are in your prime, why are you so pure-hearted and ascetic?"

"It's not fate." Song Chun's excuse has not been changed for several years.

Shen shi held her breath in her chest, very displeased.

Mother Wang just came in at this time: "Wangfei, the side concubine is here."

While she was speaking, Xiao Shen came in with Chun Yang, and felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, Xiao Shen became more careful, Song Chun immediately stood up, although he didn't need to be polite, he stood still.

"Didn't you cough in the wind these few days? Why did you come out?" Shen's expression became much more relaxed. King Zhongshan has never been to Xiao Shen's yard recently, which made her feel very good.

After Xiao Shen saw the ceremony, she waited for Shen to show her before she dared to sit down: "My concubine is much better. I made some clothes for A Yuan. I wanted the guards to bring them over. Who would have thought that he would have missed his departure long ago?" Come on, so I want to ask Shi Ziye for help."

"You, Yuan'er's food, clothing, housing and transportation are taken care of by someone, so why bother yourself?" Shen took over the burden, looked at the delicate embroidery on the clothes, and saw her eyes became more and more distressed: "The eyes are all red, and they are so haggard. .”

Little Shen lowered her head and said nothing, and Shen put the burden aside: "Don't suffer like this in the future."

"Yes."

Song Chun also said: "Don't worry, mother-in-law, I will send someone to deliver the things to Yuan'er."

Mrs. Shen and Mrs. Shen had something to say, it was inconvenient for him to stay for a long time, so he signaled the maid to take the things back to his study and left first.

At night, when he finished his work and returned to the study, the guard guarding the door came over immediately: "Master, the imperial concubine is inside."

"Didn't you ask you to stop her?" Song Chun showed dissatisfaction. He didn't like Lin's coming to his study very much. Every time she came, he had to search carefully, like a thief.

The guards showed embarrassment, it's not that they never stopped them, but they couldn't help Mrs. Lin crying in front of Mrs. Shen, and they were the ones who were scolded and punished in turn.

Song Chun went in with a dark face, first glanced at the baggage, and then his eyes fell on Lin who was tidying his desk: "Did I tell you not to touch my things?"

"It's too messy for me." Lin explained with a smile, and then asked: "Since when did the prince like maple leaves? I saw several pieces in the book."

Song Chun took the book in her hand and put it on the table with a cold face: "Why, it's just a few maple leaves, the imperial concubine can't bear it anymore?"

Lin pretended not to understand the sarcasm in his words, and still smiled: "I just want to know what the prince likes. We are husband and wife, and it is the wife's duty to know more about the husband's preferences."

"It's your duty to be a husband and a son, and you just have to do a good job in the word godson." Song Chun looked at her: "Wei'er is an only son, and an only son should not be spoiled. If the weather is hot, give him ice, and if you feel sleepy, let him use ice." Take a walk outside the study to clear your head, instead of letting him rest if he feels a little uncomfortable, loving a son is like killing a son, even if he has no siblings to fight with, but if he is not outstanding enough, even if he is given Wanguan He can't keep his family wealth."

Lin looked aggrieved: "I only have this one child, so do I have to make him suffer?"

"If this child grows up to be a waste of nothing, you won't even have a way out." Song Chun really didn't like Lin's way of teaching children: "From tomorrow, let Wei Er study next door to my study. From now on, you will take care of him." His daily life is fine, and he is not allowed to interfere with his study and martial arts."

Lin's face changed slightly: "Wei'er is still young, he."

She wanted to argue a few words for her child, but Song Chun looked at her coldly, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.

"According to my order." Song Chun didn't give her a chance to continue to refuse, Lin's face was sad, and he turned around and left. Judging by her appearance, she knew that she would cry in front of Shen again.

Song Chun didn't care, he wrote the letter with his head down, called the guards in, told him to send the package and the letter to Leping early in the morning, and arranged for someone to pack it up next to his study.

Early the next morning, Song Wei was sent over, and his husband taught him to read next door, while Song Chun read the official documents in the study, and the person in charge of hearing the ministers came in with several bloody confessions for Song Chun to have a look at.

"They didn't say who ordered them?" Song Chun looked at the confession. Those people were punished. Only two officials who were in charge of collecting memorials from various places admitted to the charge of tampering without permission, but they didn't say who ordered them.

The guard in charge of this matter shook his head helplessly: "All the punishments have been used, but they still don't admit it, son, should we start with their family members?"

"Naturally, it should be investigated. Kindness, interests, threats, and threats can drive people, and none of them should be underestimated."

"Yes." The guard went to do it immediately.

Song Chun looked at the confession in silence, and when he looked up to find Song Wei standing in front of the door, he immediately pressed the bloody confession under the book: "What's the matter?"

Song Wei was very afraid of him, and cupped his fists cautiously: "Mr. said that today's handwriting is not bad, let me bring it here for my father to have a look at."

"Bring it here." Song Chun put the official document together and put it aside, and took a serious look at the manuscript after receiving it: "It is indeed well written, but it seems that the strength of the wrist is not stable."

Song Wei didn't say a word, he didn't dare to talk too much in front of Song Chun, he was always silent.

"Go to rest first, and then practice horseback riding and archery later. I have agreed with your master to practice horseback riding first, then archery can wait."

When mentioning riding a horse, Song Wei's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"

"Naturally, Great Wei Shangwu, you must be proficient in archery, horseback riding and archery. Falling off a horse is also common. Don't be afraid of the pain, just get up. When you're done practicing, I'll take you hunting."

Song Wei was even more excited, but he still didn't dare to show it in front of him, he held back his joy and clasped his fists in a proper manner: "Yes."

He suppressed his excitement and retreated to the door, turned his head and ran happily.

East Palace.

The bamboo curtain blocked the dazzling sunlight outside, and the hall was dark and cold. The prince was leaning on the chair in his unlined clothes. The ice cubes in the basin beside him had melted a lot. Good veil.

The servant opened the door, and Song Shi, the fifth son of the East Palace, walked in slowly. He stood against the light and said softly: "Father, I found out, the sudden arrest of Zuoshi Pavilion is because of the clues that Le Ping sent. , Song Yuan ordered people to bring back the things to the emperor, and the emperor became suspicious of Zuo Shige."

"Gao, it's nothing more than a high-yield coarse grain, but it can actually make the emperor suspicious." The prince closed his eyes and sighed with admiration.

(End of this chapter)