Juntian University Chronicle

"Kun'er," Huang looked at him, "You are gradually getting better now, when you get better, take a chance and admit your mistake to His Majesty."

Mrs. Huang also heard about it, so she knew that Zhong Kunyi had been dismissed by Qikun. She wanted to ask him after he recovered.But seeing him in the past few days seemed to be nothing, and I thought over and over again in the past few days, and I saw Luo Min coming in just now and seemed to be talking about business, after all, I couldn't help but say it.

"Father, don't worry, my son knows it well." Zhong Kunyi knew that he was worried, so she comforted him.

"Father can't help you, it's just that you have studied hard for many years, and finally got where you are today, so you should cherish it." Huang continued.

It was hard for Zhong Kunyi to talk to him about the affairs of the court, so he happened to smell a burst of fragrance at the tip of his nose, so he hurriedly asked, "What did father do that smells so fragrant?"

Huang Shifang smiled and pulled Huang Xiuya to sit on the stool, and said: "This is the soup that Xiuya made by herself. Xiuya's cooking skills are good, and she has become more and more proficient in these years."

Huang Xiuya lowered her head in embarrassment, Huang took his hand and said with a smile: "I don't know who will be so lucky to marry you in the future."

"Uncle." Huang Xiuya covered her hot face, and took another sneak peek at Zhong Kunyi. Although his complexion was still a little pale, but he still couldn't hide his demeanor, he couldn't help but slammed like a deer.

Standing behind Huang Shi, Chang Xi watched this scene with a sneer on his lips.

After talking for a while, Huang asked them to leave first on the grounds that Zhong Kunyi wanted to rest and recuperate. She helped Zhong Kunyi tuck the quilt up and asked, "Kuner, what are you thinking?"

"What?" Zhong Kunyi asked.

"It's about Xiu Ya." Huang said, "Xiu Ya has been here for so long, what do you think of him?"

Zhong Kunyi frowned when she heard the words: "It's not good for my cousin, a kunxing who has not left the court, to stay with me for too long. Why don't you prepare more belongings and send your cousin back to Tianshu earlier."

Mrs. Huang said a little displeased: "Xiu Ya is the most intelligent and sensible person. I grew up watching him, and I really like it. Now, your poisonous husband has gone to Zhuangzi to think about it, and there is no one around you to wait on her." , if not..."

"Father," Zhong Kunyi interrupted him: "No matter what, Zhang'er was always married by His Majesty. The husband I was marrying in the Ming Dynasty has now sent him to the Zhuangzi, and I want to marry again for no reason. Where is your Majesty?" How to explain?"

"Tell your majesty the truth, your majesty will be sympathetic, no one can keep a person who poisoned his husband by his side!" Huang patted the edge of the bed angrily.

Zhong Kunyi looked at Huang Shi wearily, and said, "My son doesn't want to think about these things now, so mother and father should not worry about them."

"I don't want to either." Huang wiped the corners of his eyes, "It's just that you don't know what Tai Sui has committed. Over the past year, you have been stabbed and poisoned again. I'm also afraid... we will Isn't the family doomed. You married Xiu Ya early, or if you have something else you like, your parents will find a way to help you marry in..."

Zhong Kunyi was angry and funny, and couldn't help asking: "Father, is there any country that our Zhong family wants to inherit? If it's not the son of Zhengjun, what's the point of wanting those incense sticks?"

"Are you going to piss me off?" Mrs. Huang's eyes widened, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were clumped together: "Could it be that you still can't let go of Mrs. Meng now? Oh, why are you so stubborn? Why is my life like this? bitter···"

Zhong Kunyi saw that he was going to chatter again, so she couldn't help but stroked her forehead, and said helplessly, "Father, my son will think about this matter carefully, but my son is now an official, and his body is like this. Who will marry him?" , is also powerless."

Seeing Zhong Kunyi's attitude softened, Huang just stopped beating her chest and stomping her feet. Thinking about what he said, Fang said: "Then you will take good care of it, and when you get better, you must first take care of this matter."

After Mrs. Huang finally left, Zhong Kunyi let out a sigh of relief and lay down, hoping that His Majesty's plan would succeed as soon as possible, and that he could bring Meng Zhang back as soon as possible.It would be even better if the mother and father are willing to return to their hometown to provide for the elderly.

"Young master." When Geng Chen stepped in, Murong Li was combing his long hair carefully with a rhino horn comb.

Seeing him coming in, Fang nodded lightly and asked, "Have you replied?"

Geng Chen handed the reply letter taken from the carrier pigeon to Mu Rongli.

Murongli took out the rolled letterhead from the bamboo tube and looked at it. Sure enough, Zhong Kunyi was suspicious, and the few lines of words were full of tentative intentions.

Geng Chen looked at Murongli hesitantly, but Murongli said indifferently: "If you have anything to say, you can just say it."

"My lord," Geng Chen bowed: "Master Zhong is currently deposed by Juntian's emperor and is far away from the center of power. Why do you still want to contact him?"

Murong Li clicked to reply, and said: "This matter is very strange, besides, if Mr. Zhong really loses his emperor's heart, why bother to reply to me?"

Although Gengchen felt that Qikun's move was unexpected, Zhong Kunyi was indeed at home recently, and he heard that he had suffered another serious illness and has not recovered so far, so how can he make further waves?

"Looking at the whole court, Mr. Zhong is the person who is most willing and most likely to join hands with me." Murongli lit the reply letter on the candle, watching the letter paper being licked inch by inch by the flames, his tone was full of He made a firm statement: "Getting ahead, being named a marquis and worshiping a minister, is probably what every poor scholar expects most."

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Murongli looked at Geng Chen as if he jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night without a trace.

Zhi Ming pushed the door open and came in, with a beaming face, he said, "Today we have negotiated a big deal again."

"Is it a business with the Bai family?" Murong Li got up to greet him.

"That's right," Zhi Ming nodded, "1 taels of farm tools, I'll be busy next time."

"The seedlings brought by the princess have a high germination rate, and the crops are growing gratifyingly. Xie Su doesn't know how to make any agricultural tools, so he naturally wants to import them from Juntian. Husband has worked hard." Murong Li said with a smile.

"Hey," Zhi Ming waved his hand: "It's just that if this place is now engaged in farming and slowly finds out crops that are suitable for the local area, it will definitely become more prosperous in the future. I don't know if this step is a blessing for me. disaster?"

"The lord of Su Su is wise, his territory is vast, and most of his people are strong and strong. It will only be a matter of time before they become stronger." Murongli nodded.

"That's right," Zhi Ming took a sip of hot tea, "Your Majesty is just taking advantage of the trend, if not, Xi Su is a barbarian after all, and when the food is not enough, don't you know they won't harass me? "

"That's right," Murongli nodded: "But husband, don't worry too much. Now that you have opened up business, tasted good food, and used good things, who would be willing to go back?"

"Brother Gongsun also speculated like that at the time." Zhi Ming recalled the past, a little bit embarrassed, and then asked: "You often go to the palace to accompany the princess recently, is your highness's jade body safe?"

"Everything is fine, but the princess can't let go of Lord Gongsun, and she is too worried, so she is a little relieved."

"The princess is affectionate, and brother Gongsun's affection is not in vain." Zhi Ming sighed.

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