Hidden in the court

"What does he mean? He knew we were going to get married, but he still sent you to Chang'an!" Suo Wei was indignant about her father's arrangement.

Xie An explained: "The situation is urgent and important. I will feel more at ease if I go there in person."

"Can't you send someone else? Besides, you're one year younger than me. How could he think of letting you go..."

"Dad is also worried about other people going, so this time the business can only be done quietly by our family. If it succeeds, we can go further."

Hearing this, Suo Wei pointed at Xie An's head and said, "You two only know how to do business all day long. Okay, you can sleep in the woodshed tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened with a "bang" and Suo Wanjin staggered in.

The six of them looked at each other, feeling a little awkward.

Suo Wanjin blushed, "In broad daylight... the door is not locked properly, what do you say..."

Then he turned and left with steady steps.

……

King Jin's Mansion

"Grandpa, what's going on?" Ji Mingshang was lying by the lake, looking hopeless.

"Or you know how to enjoy yourself. Why do you have such a big lake at home if you don't go fishing?"

"Then you can't use this lake for fishing! There are twelve hours in a day, and you have been sitting here for almost five hours since this morning. If you don't go back, your kid will come to kill you."

Early this morning, Mr. Hu went to Prince Jin's Mansion to fish, and Ji Mingshang was forced to start business.

Ji Mingshang turned over and looked at the old man's empty fish basket. He couldn't help laughing.

"Old man, you've been busy all day, but I haven't even seen a fish bone. What's the matter? Did you manage the 'Air Force' before?"

Mr. Hu's face turned red when his pride was exposed. "I only know about infantry and cavalry. How do you explain 'air force'?"

"'Air Force' means: not catching any fish. The place further south is also called 'carrying turtles'."

After listening to Ji Mingshang's explanation, Mr. Hu said unhappily, "Even if you catch a turtle today, I will carry it away for you."

Ji Mingshang disagreed, "There are only a pair of golden turtles in my lake, go ahead and fish for them, who can catch them better than you?"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a movement of the fishing rod in Mr. Hu's hand.

"Hmm!? You took the bait."

Mr. Hu immediately stood up, sank his qi into his dantian, united his waist and horse, and shouted in a low voice:

"rise!"

I saw a turtle with a golden head and neck, brown and black carapace, and its neck stretched out being pulled out of the water.

For a moment, Ji Mingshang, the old man, and the turtle were all confused.

"My golden turtle..."

……

"Boy, where is the retainer in your house who had a fight with my kid a few days ago?"

"Why, old man? Are you attracted to him? He is my dearest relative and just won the first place in the imperial examination. After the palace examination tomorrow, he might even be the top scholar. You should seize the opportunity."

Seeing Ji Mingshang making jokes, Mr. Hu couldn't help but said:

"Don't you want to know why I pay so much attention to him?"

"I don't want to know. The more I know, the faster I die."

But Mr. Hu ignored him and continued, "He looks exactly like the late emperor when he was young..."

"What did I say? That old guy must have had some problems when he was young!"

Ji Mingshang had already imagined in his mind a scene in which the prince was confused for a moment and the royal family became exiled among the people.

"Let's arrange for the father and son to recognize each other."

Old Master Hu rolled his eyes at him and said, "We need evidence. So, call the person out and let me get some information from him."

"No need to ask, old man. He is from Nanyang and happens to be an orphan. Do you think there is a problem?"

"Why don't you call it out first and have a look."

After a long time, Su Mengyang, who was dressed in plain clothes, came to the lake under the guidance of Ruhua. How to say it, "he was submissive".

"Su Xiao, a disciple from Nanyang, greets the old general."

Su Mengyang had already learned the identity of this old man whom he had met once from Ji Mingshang, so he seemed very reserved.

"Not bad, not bad, but a little wilted. Young man, where's the courage you had when you challenged my kid?"

"You must be joking, old general. I am just a scholar, and this is all a misunderstanding."

"Young people should still have some ambition. Look at Ji kid."

"Brother Ji is the descendant of King Jin, and he became famous at a young age and has made great military achievements. I, of course, cannot compare to him. Old General, please don't make fun of me."

After a while, Su Mengyang was sweating. What should I say?

"Okay, stop praising him. Don't I know him? You are also a top scholar now, and it is only a matter of time for you to become an official in the court. It would be better to make yourself familiar with him in advance."

Su Mengyang didn't know what to do and could only nod in agreement.

"Can you fish, boy? Can you cast a few rods with me?"