I'm here to find my son

Nan Zimu was silent for a long time after listening.

Jianshui felt his shoulders loosen, and those invisible hands let him go.Seeing that Nan Zimu didn't answer for a long time, he asked again: "Master, do you also raise puppets?"

"puppet?"

Jianshui touched his chin to his collar, and explained: "Jian Shui is not very clear, puppet is a soul raised by a soul master, who volunteers his soul, and can do many things for a soul master that ordinary people can't do." .”

"Do you think I look like me?" Nan Zimu grasped the point, "You said 'I also raise puppet'? Do many people raise this thing?"

"No, there are very few people who know puppets, and even fewer know how to raise them. Jianshui only knows that someone in the court has raised them, but he doesn't know who..."

Nan Zimu pondered for a moment, it's not like he's never heard of the puppet—a puppet is a ghost that recognizes its master, voluntarily does not reincarnate, lives by sucking the master's blood, makes a bond with strangers, and listens to what they can't hear , to do what they couldn't do.

But the puppet is essentially the same as raising a kid. It is also a big mistake against the sky, and it is very easy to be backlashed.

Jianshui said that the inner room is a place for officials to discuss privately and exchange information... Then the wall is not intended to guard against evil spirits, but this puppet.

No, it should be said - the defense is against the puppet's master.

Jianshui subconsciously looked up at him again, but he didn't dare to meet Nan Zimu's gaze, he continued: "I don't know about the rest of Jianshui, this time I come here, I just hope that Master can know... It's not clean here, it's better for you to leave earlier, lest they force you in the end...you won't be able to escape at that time."

Nan Zimu tapped the table with the knuckles of his index finger: "Why should I run away? — Hongyu."

Jian Shui only heard him say this, but his eyes suddenly went dark, and before he could scream, he lost consciousness.

After Hongyu carried away the cut water, Nan Zimu rested his chin on his hand and looked at the glazed jar on the table. In terms of color and pattern, this one was above the royal level. Besides colored glaze, each piece was different. , the price is even higher.

This glazed jar... Presumably it should be in the private possession of Master Hou.

Through the translucent glazed wall, Nan Zimu saw something cyan moving inside. He moved the jar to his face and opened it.

A fleshy cabbage caterpillar is sleeping soundly on a vegetable leaf that has been bitten out of a round hole.

What the hell?

Xiao Zhen came over to take a look, was really surprised, and then said: "Well...Then the Lord Hou probably didn't give it to the young prince, the prince can catch this bug and eat it."

If it's not a gift for Huanxi, it's for Nan Zimu.Nan Zimu looked at the worm for a moment, and then poked the back of the cabbage worm with the tube that he had eaten the crab roe soup dumpling just now.

The worm was frightened and began to squirm slowly.

Only then did Nan Zimu confirm that this was an ordinary cabbage caterpillar, no different from other cabbage caterpillars.

"Does your Marquis have green jade in his mind?"

"what?"

"It's nothing."

When Nan Zimu used to grow vegetables, he was reluctant to catch insects away. He always felt that insects, like other fruits and vegetables, were brought up by himself.So he was reluctant to part with both the vegetables he grew and the cabbage caterpillars, so he often went to the kitchen to feed the caterpillars with the vegetables he bought.

So Li Xingzhi might think that he... likes this kind of bug very much, and he still holds such a high-end jar to store it.

Nan Zimu thought dumbfoundedly: "What is Li Jing trying to express?"

He thought for a moment, but he didn't want to understand, so he asked Xiao Zhen: "Xiao Zhen, Li Jing..."

"Master Hou is really different to adults." Xiao Zhen was eager to defend her master, "He was just too busy before, so he didn't realize that you were being bullied by Madam. He is not a bad person."

"Master Hou is a smart man." Nan Zimu said indifferently, "How could he not have noticed at all, but he just turned a blind eye to Cheng Yaoying—how is he different from me?"

Xiao Zhen handed the cloth tiger directly to Xiao Huanxi, and asked him to play by himself, and then replied: "Master Hou doesn't let my brother and women live in his yard. Send those people back intact."

"But he didn't show that he was happy for me to live in. Besides, for the sake of the child, it is normal for him to be reluctant to let me stay. If it is selfish, it is also selfish hope that Huanxi can stay by his side Just a little longer." Nan Zimu had reason and evidence.

Xiao Zhen: "Your Excellency, I don't know, Mr. Song once got up, and replaced the pots of peonies in the yard with Clivia. After the Hou Ye knew about it, he lifted him up a tree with a sword - our Hou Ye, he is the least favorite. Others touched his things, even the plants and trees in the yard, which are the same for ten years and cannot be replaced. But he is different to adults. I thought at that time that Master Hou would be furious when he came back, and then put Xiao Zhen I and the adults drove away, but I didn't expect that he didn't lose his temper."

Nan Zimu secretly let out a breath, but did not speak.

Xiao Zhen paused, then said: "When it's cold and snowy, Master Hou knows that adults are afraid of the cold, so he often asks Xiao Zhen to remember to add charcoal to the adults' room at night, so as not to catch cold when the adults get up to breastfeed the little son. Master Hou I also told Xiao Zhen to check whether the windows of the adults are open, and the charcoal is burning in the room, so pay attention to ventilation."

"At that time, the lord was still in the mansion, named Nai Dae, but he was living the life of the master, all because of the orders of Lord Marquis."

Nan Zimu's expression became complicated, and he said vaguely: "Of course you are speaking for him."

Xiao Zhen opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but was blocked by Nan Zimu. He threw the glass bottle to Xiao Zhen, and said, "I see you off, you have to treat this bug well."

Xiaozhen looked at the glazed bottle in his hand that he had been lucky enough to touch after living for more than ten years, and then at the precious big fat worm inside, and then said to Nan Zimu with a sad face: "Da Da... my lord , this is too expensive, Xiao Zhen dare not take it."

Nan Zimu: ...

"I told you to keep it and you just keep it, and the bug is up to you to play with."

Xiao Zhen looked like you might as well kill me: "How dare I, this is a bug given by Master Hou, why is it different from ordinary bugs, I..."

Nan Zimu ran out of patience, and as he walked out, he said: "Then you raise it for me, is it okay?"

"Yes." Xiao Zhen called him again, "But my lord, what should I feed it?"

"Of course I'm eating vegetables. Is it possible to offer it with gold leaves?" Nan Zimu waved his hand, opened the door abruptly, and walked out, "I'll go out to get some fresh air. Look at Xiao Huanxi."

Wang Dahu disappeared, and whispered to him, "My lord really believes in that Jianshui?"

Nan Zimu naturally didn't believe it.

That Jian Shui didn't look like an idiot, only the behavior of deliberately seducing him at the beginning seemed to be out of his heart, because after all, he still wanted to know his details.

Later, when Nan Zimu asked a question, he answered only one sentence—those answers were half-true and half-false, and did not have much credibility.

Since they all rely on this kind of business to make a living, and Jianshui is the best here, his status is equivalent to the oiran of Zuichunliu. Which oiran would expect his shelter to go bankrupt?

Nan Zimu didn't think that Jianshui would be such an idiot to reveal everything he knew without knowing the details of the other party.

"You can't believe it all, but if the children he said... are true." After a moment of silence, Nan Zimu said slowly, "We need to discuss this matter with Li Jing first, and let him start preparing for these children. "

He doesn't want these children to live in such a sick environment anymore, but he still has this self-knowledge of Nan Zimu, he is not capable of arranging the future of these children, so he dare not talk about it—he can't let all these children go How about farming on Zhongnan Mountain?

But with Li Jing's ability, it is not difficult to arrange the whereabouts of these children.

Nan Zimu walked up to the second floor and looked down indifferently against the railing of the corridor. On the stage was an excerpt, which was at its climax. The drums were beating like raindrops, and the audience was almost silent.

Among the spectators in the audience was a middle-aged man who was tapping his palm with an unopened fan, and Nan Zimu's gaze was attracted to him.

Then he discovered that this person was not only ugly, but occasionally smiled at the actors on stage, and even smiled in a very obscene way.

Nan Zimu originally looked at his action and wondered if he was Li Xingzhi, but when he saw this smile, he immediately turned his head away in disgust.

The middle-aged man in the audience seemed to have noticed the upstairs, and looked towards Nan Zimu. Nan Zimu also looked back in a strange way. The two eyes met. Nan Zimu turned his head away casually. He is I really don't want to look at that face any more.

The audience tensed up, even though Nan Zimu's red and white face was blurred, he could recognize this person immediately.

This Shaoyan's childish face, even with heavy make-up, still has a special charm. It is different from those actors on the stage with a lot of makeup. Nanzi's indifference can't be concealed by the makeup alone, which makes his heart tremble inexplicably. .

Li Xingzhi privately thought that Nan Zimu was good-looking, which was out of the category of beauty. He felt that this face "is always suitable with light makeup and heavy makeup", but he also felt that it was not suitable at all;

so contradictory.

He propped up his greasy smiling face and swayed up to the second floor.

Wang Dahu reminded him in time: "My lord, this is Lord Hou, wearing a human/skin/mask pretending to be Lord Zhou."

Nan Zimu knew that there was a pair of eyes watching him secretly, so he pretended to be frightened, stepped back involuntarily, and murmured, "Master... what are you doing here?"

"Master Zhou" took a few steps forward, grabbed his wrist, and said in his greasy tone, "I miss you, baby."

Well, even the voice has been changed, it's really not a careless act, Nan Zimu thought to himself.