After wearing the book, the regent quit.

"In this way, he will never be able to leave Gu's side again."

With scorching eyes, Xiao Fan's black and white eyes focused on Shen Mu; after a moment of pondering, he asked again, "How does Father Ya feel?"

Feeling something was wrong, with Granny Tian's physical condition, how could she escape from Xiao Fan; Shen Mu felt that there was something in Xiao Fan's words, and his eyes drifted away for a moment, "Even if His Majesty insists on keeping Grandma in the capital, there is no need to do this Inspire the teachers and move the crowd."

Don't talk about building a mansion in the harem, Xiao Fanguang let the old man live in the harem, so I don't know how much criticism he will receive.

"Ke Ya's father once said to Gu, "Xiao Fan's fiery eyes were glued to Shen Mu's body tightly, making people have nowhere to dodge, "As long as you can keep the person you miss by your side, any means is also a way."

The air in the room froze for a moment, and the fingertips under the long sleeves curled up slightly. Shen Mu looked down at the veins on the back of Xiao Fan's hands. After a moment of silence, he said softly,

"If a person insists on leaving, can His Majesty trap his people and his heart?"

"What's more, the harem is where your majesty's concubines will live in the future; building another mansion is too absurd, and the officials will not agree."

Although the situation is different, Shen Mu can probably understand Granny Tian's difficulties.

After all, Xiao Fan and her are not blood relatives, no matter how close they were as relatives when they were young, and they haven't seen each other for ten years, they are suddenly brought to the capital with persuasion and persuasion, and they have to live in another man's house they don't know.

Just like him, even if he knew that Xiao Fan had no intention of killing him, he was also unwilling to have Shen Mu trapped in the capital all his life and trapped in the political power all the time just for this reason.

What's more, he is the regent and Xiao Fan is the emperor. The two can only face each other in the balance of power. Any disturbance in the outside world can easily break the already delicate balance.

Xiao Fan frowned, and retorted aloud, "Gu is the king of a country. Is there any need to care about what the rest of the courtiers say?"

Mere courtiers.

His eyes darkened, Shen Mu unconsciously looked out the window, and happened to see a few servants carrying food towards the front hall, came to the door and pushed open the door, inviting Xiao Fan to the main hall for dinner.

Granny Tian had been waiting in the main hall early in the morning, and the old man changed into a new dress trimmed with gold silk, judging from the style and appearance, it should have been sent by Xiao Fan.

Having never worn such expensive clothes in his life, the old man smiled expectantly and asked Ah Qing if the clothes fit him shyly.

Amid the compliments from everyone in the room, Shen Mu frowned and sat down next to Xiao Fan; watching the tried and tested dishes being served one after another, she always felt that the clothes were gorgeous and exaggerated.

Under the emperor/quan/system/du/xia, a lot of clothing and treatment cannot be enjoyed only by having money; these clothes brought by Xiao Fan are not something ordinary business people can wear at all.

"... At that time, the old lady thought that Mr. Shen was a liar at first." Speaking of the first meeting, Granny Tian was always apologetic. Mister doesn’t steal or rob, and even came here from the capital to reason with me, how can he be a bad person.”

"Zinian has worked hard all the way," Xiao Fan on the right responded lightly, and glanced at the flower cake on the farthest side, "Can you hold the flower cake over there for me?"

"Ah good."

Unable to react for a while, Shen Mu subconsciously used his own chopsticks to pick up a flower cake for Xiao Fan, and when he put it in his bowl, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to use the serving chopsticks.

The pale pink flower cake was quietly lying on the bottom of Xiao Fanci's white bowl, and Shen Mu felt a little embarrassed with his fingertips. He didn't know whether to pick it up or order someone to change the bowl and chopsticks.

The people next to him didn't seem to know it, they picked up the pastry and put it in their mouths; seeing Shen Mu looking at him all the time, they turned their heads to look at him in a puzzled way, and asked softly, "Is there something on my face?"

Shen Mu shook his head, watching Xiao Fan use his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat and put it into his bowl, "Zinian eat more, he seems to have lost weight in the past two days."

In the past, when I went out to eat with my friends, there was no reason to use serving chopsticks; but Shen Mu looked at the fat and thin piece of beef in his bowl, and his mind was full of "Xiao Fan's saliva is on it."

If he ate it directly, wouldn't he and Xiao Fan indirectly...

"The Flower Festival will be two days away, how will Xiaofan and Mr. Shen plan to celebrate?"

The Huachao Festival commemorates the birthday of Baihua. The folks and the palace will have different ways of celebrating. Most of them are spring outings and butterfly making, making flower cakes, visiting temple fairs and playing polo.

Just about to explain to Grandma, Jing Fan appeared behind the stone pillar in the old man's blind spot, holding a stack of memorials in his arms, and bowed slightly to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan got up and went to the bedroom, Shen Mu chatted with Granny Tian at the dining table for a while, remembering that he hadn't explained clearly to Xiao Fan about the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall; after sending the old man back to the room, he found an excuse and wanted to get away.

"Mr. Shen, hurry up and leave me alone."

The white-haired old man watched Shen Mu leave with a smile. When the thin figure completely disappeared from sight, the old man lowered his eyes and raised his sleeves, squinted his eyes, looked at the auspicious dragon pattern embroidered on the inside of the cuffs, and blinked his muddy eyes. eyes, thoughtfully.

I thought Xiao Fan was still reviewing the memorials in the room, but when he opened the door, he saw the young man leaning on the soft chair in the room, with one hand propping up a small square table full of memorials, his head resting on his clenched left fist, he was closing his eyes at this moment eye rest.

The weather has not yet warmed up, and there is no direct sunlight in this bedroom, Shen Mu was afraid that Xiao Fan would catch cold and get sick after falling asleep, so he took out a thin blanket from the closet and came to Xiao Fan's side, and covered it carefully.

The young man breathed slowly and gently, and his brows and eyes that were habitually frowned in the past stretched; through.

The fist supporting his head suddenly loosened, and the young man lost his support point and wanted to fall down.

With a trembling of his long eyelashes, Shen Mu instinctively turned his palm over, firmly supported Xiao Fan's chin, leaned forward slightly, and said softly, "Your Majesty, wake up."

The sleeping young man didn't wake up, one side of his cheek unconsciously rubbed against Shen Mu's palm, and he responded with a deep sound in his sleep.

I have to admit that Xiao Fan really has a face that people can't hate; from the angle of Shen Mu looking down, the young man's facial features are quite deep, and under the soft sunlight through the window, the whole person seems to be pale. glowing.

Suddenly couldn't bear to wake him up.

From the corner of the eye, Shen Mu caught a glimpse of the memorial spread out on the table, and Shen Mu lowered his head to take a serious look curiously, and found that it was submitted by a palace minister, and it mainly wrote two things.

One is to prevent the influence of foreign relatives from becoming too powerful, the marriage between the Prince Regent and Chu Pingting cannot be adopted.

Second, in order to consolidate the imperial/authority/authority/system, it is time for Xiao Fan to consider marriage, childbirth and family succession.

Pass down the lineage...

Lamenting the backward thinking of the old society, Shen Mu suddenly didn't want to support his heavy head on his hands; after a moment of silence, he murmured in a very low voice, "Xiao Fan, your head is so heavy."

"...I can hear you."

"..."

The young man's long eyelashes trembled suddenly, and a muffled nasal voice sounded; Shen Mu's long eyelashes, who was caught on the spot, trembled slightly, and he wanted to pull his hand back with a flick of his fingertips.

"If Yafu gets used to it, he can call it that in private."

Xiao Fan closed his eyes slowly, clasped Shen Mu's wrist with a tired expression, adjusted his head to another comfortable position, and murmured,

"Sleepy, I want to sleep for a while."

The hoarse and grainy voice was like a small hammer, tapping Shen Mu's eardrums lightly; Xiao Fan should have really not woken up, and when he spoke, there was still a slight taste of coquettishness and dependence in his tone.

It seems that he is not the same person as the young man with a fierce tone before eating.

Xiao Fan's right hand was on the back of his left hand, which meant that it was no longer Shen Mu who was receiving the force; so Shen Mu moved his body slightly, raised his eyes and looked out the window, the two stood and sat silently.

At this time, it happened to be the most sinister noon when the sun was the most venomous, and the crimson warm sun slanted on the earth, casting a little light on everything in the world. Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel warm.

Taking advantage of Xiao Fan's rest, Shen Mu couldn't help thinking about how to solve Chu Pingting's matter.

As the only daughter of Chu An, the general of Fuyuan, Chu Pingting's elder brother, Chu Puyu, also grew up on horseback since she was a child. Lord who cannot be scolded.

However, the only weakness of the Chu family is Chu Puyu's greed for money.

Chu Puyu's greed for money is not to deduct military pay, but to smuggle arms, and to obtain benefits by privately selling the backward weapons of Daqi to other small countries.

A large part of the reason why the Chu family wanted to cooperate with him through the marriage contract was because Shen Mu was in charge of the arsenal; the cooperation between the two parties, one for wealth and one for power, was perfect.

Shen Mu looked out the window.

The flowers in the backyard have been growing very well recently, all kinds of flowers are very beautiful, but it is difficult for Uncle Wang, who always has to go to the garden to weed and cut flowers in the scorching sun in the afternoon with heavy tools on his back.

Xiao Fan moved suddenly, and the blanket slipped from his shoulders. He sighed in satisfaction, and looked up at Shen Mu, "What is Father Ya thinking?"

Withdrawing some sore arms, Shen Mu looked at Xiao Fan's sleepy hairstyle, pointed to his temples, then sat down next to him, and smiled indifferently, "I've been thinking about two days in the palace. A polo match."

Playing polo is one of the favorite sports of the people in Daqi; during the holidays, those with a little condition at home will go out to the nearby horse farm with the whole family, even if it is with strangers, they can have a good time together .

Yuan is very good at equestrianism, and has always won the first prize in competitions, Shen Mu may find it difficult to find an excuse to shirk this time.

Xiao Fan's eyes sank, and with his not-so-sharp hairstyle, he said in a low voice, "Yafu went to see Chu Pingting in the morning and suddenly thought of playing polo?"

"I went to her this morning to negotiate a deal, but I also rejected the marriage."

Naturally, the royal racecourse is full of the monarch's staff, Xiao Fan knew that it was not surprising that he met Shen Pingting; but seeing that Xiao Fan did not shy away from this matter, Shen Mu was relieved, and simply put the words on the table and said, "Your Majesty Wasn't Chu Puyu summoned in the morning to prevent this marriage?"

After pondering for a while, Xiao Fan said directly, "I don't like Yafu being involved in any way with the Chu family."

"I'm even more unwilling," Shen Mu smiled helplessly, pointed to the position of his right sideburn again, and reminded, "Your Majesty, your sideburn is a bit messy."

"Gu can't see it, Yafu can help Gu deal with it," the young man leaned over and leaned over, his tone neither fierce nor kind, "Gu will never let anyone with ulterior motives go."

The two chose to end this topic at the same time. Shen Mu, a person who had never tied his hair before, raised his hand clumsily to fix Xiao Fan's hair, brushing Xiao Fan's right ear with his fingertips from time to time.

He softly explained the progress of the ancestral tablet project to Xiao Fan one by one.

Knowing the importance of this matter to Xiao Fan, Shen Mu originally thought that he would interrogate everything in detail, but he didn't expect to see no one say a word for a long time after speaking, and looked sideways in puzzlement, but looked at Xiao Fan's cold expression. There was a faint layer of pink on his face, and his right ear was even more red.

He thought it was because the brazier in the house was too hot, so he asked aloud,

"Your Majesty, is this... hot?"

"No, no," Xiao Fanteng stood up, called Jing Fan in a deep voice, and said with his back to Shen Mu, "As for the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall, let's deal with it according to Yafu's instructions."

Soon there was only Shen Mu left in the room again. He looked down at the paperwork that Xiao Fan had left behind, picked up the only one that was open and went to the brazier in the corner, and loosened it with his fingertips.

There was a bang, and the zhezi fell into the brazier in response, and it quickly ignited.

And the words on the paper were also burnt to ashes in the end.

Taking advantage of the early time, Shen Mu returned to the table and took out a piece of letter paper. After writing a whole page on the paper, he looked at the handwriting on the rice paper which was completely different from "Shen Mu", and the corner of his lips curled up. .

He was sure that Chu Puyu had never seen "Shen Mu"'s handwriting.

After sealing the letter paper casually, he left the bedroom and walked through the backyard. He glanced sideways at Ah Qing, who was sitting on a long bench with legs dangling and smirking at a white handkerchief. After shaking his head helplessly, he walked across the courtyard to In the front hall, Wang Bodao, who was tidying up the house in the front yard,

"Uncle Wang, please take a trip and send this letter to General Chu's mansion before dark."

"My daughter Chu Pingting pays her respects to Your Majesty."

In the imperial study room, the girl Yingying saluted Xiao Fan generously, raised her eyes to look at the monarch on the dragon chair without fear, and even had some curiosity and inquiry in her eyes.

"Tell Gu," Xiao Fan lowered his head, carefully looked at the drawings on the table, and asked in a deep voice without raising his head, "What is the deal between the regent and you?"

"This is an agreement between Pingting and the Lord Regent. It might not be good to tell His Majesty directly," the girl smiled slyly, "But rest assured, Your Majesty, our agreement will definitely not have any impact on Your Majesty."

"'We'? What qualifications do you have to call 'we' like the regent," Xiao Fan sneered, "I don't have the patience to listen to your slick tongue, if you don't say anything, you will drag it down and beheaded."

Chu Pingting shook her head, "Your Majesty won't; if something happens to Pingting, the Lord Regent will know that you have come to see me; this is not what His Majesty wants to see."

"However, if Your Majesty can agree to Pingting's simple request, Pingting will tell Your Majesty the deal between me and the Lord Regent."

Xiao Fan's eyes were filled with gloom and impatience, "Say."

"Your Excellency will help Pingting get rid of the shackles of her father, brother and queen mother." The girl did not let go of any expression on Xiao Fan's face, and gradually slowed down her speech. Have any unreasonable thoughts about His Majesty."

"Entering the palace?" Finally raised his head, the young monarch's face no longer had the violence just now, and his tone was no longer harsh, "How could Gu have a crush on you?"

Chu Pingting smiled falsely, "Probably the same reason as His Majesty worried that the regent will marry Pingting."

The hand next to the drawing slowly formed a fist, Xiao Fan glanced at the girl with some satisfaction, and nodded, "Chu An raised a good-for-nothing son, I didn't expect that it was the girl who excelled."

"Go down."

After Chu Pingting left, Xiao Fan buried his head to look at the meticulous drawings in his hand. Not long after, he heard a door being pushed open, followed by a court lady, Jing Yan, who pushed the door forward, his eyes directed people to come forward, and Xiao Fan Respectfully,

"The ministers of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Household Affairs are waiting outside the hall. Your Majesty will order the two adults to come in after finishing up a little."

After speaking, he glanced at Xiao Fan's disheveled hair since he came out of the Regent's Palace, his eyes were self-evident.

"Let them in," Xiao Fan looked back, looked warily at the maid holding a wooden comb, frowned and said coldly, "Don't touch Gu's hair, go out."

The little palace maid who usually tied Xiao Fan's hair trembled, lifted her skirt when she heard this, turned around and left as if fleeing.

"His Majesty."

The two ministers from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households came in a hurry, with sweat dripping on their faces in a hurry; after saluting, the two looked at a blueprint that Jing Fan handed over, and looked at each other at a loss.

Isn't this... just a luxurious and ordinary house?

"I ask you all, how long will it take to build a house like this in the harem?"

His pupils trembled, and Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry took the lead in objecting, "Your Majesty, all the concubines in the harem live in palaces, and there has never been a precedent for dwellings in the past."

Xiao Fan frowned, and said coldly, "I don't need the harem alone, so if those palaces take up space, they should be demolished."

"It must not be dismantled, Your Majesty!" The newly appointed Minister of the Household Department's eyelids twitched anxiously, "If you marry a concubine in the future, the national treasury will not be able to afford the human and financial resources spent in this process!"

The two men chattered endlessly, with a "harem" on the left and a "concubine" on the right, and after persuading for a long time, they didn't find a word; Xiao Fan finally lost his patience, his face became more and more gloomy, and finally he just made a "pop" and put the memorial in hand He fell hard to the ground.

The two ministers shook their bodies and quickly knelt down, hearing a sneer from above their heads.

The eyes of the young man on the dragon chair were cold, and his cold voice was like ice that could not be melted for thousands of years, "Concubine Na?"

"Fucking concubine."

"Gu will give you one month. If Gu can't see this house after one month, you all come to see Gu."

The author has something to say: Xiao Fan: I heard that I want to marry a concubine

Shen Mu: I heard that the upstairs will carry on the family line

Ah Qing: I heard that I am a bad person

Jing Wen: I heard that someone was smirking at the handkerchief

No prize quiz: It is known that only one of the four upstairs told the truth, so who is it?

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Another failed day on Saturday :) (forced smile)