The son is responsible

The ordinary days passed by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed since Xie Manxing was reborn as the son of Xuehou.

In the past five years, the court in Yongdu has been full of blood and rain. The regent Lu has successively imprisoned two families with different surnames. The son looked at the imperial decree, and then continued to be a puppet in a leisurely manner, ignoring the dozens of courtiers of the Qing school who often kneeled outside the emperor's palace and scolded the regent.

In Dajing, the commercial roads are open, the water and land are connected, the treasury is abundant, the tax has been reduced again and again, the commerce and trade have reached an unprecedented state of prosperity, the income of the common people has doubled, and Xiliang, which borders the west, is peaceful and friendly.The Lu family in Mengze stayed at the frontier peacefully, no longer clamoring for rebellion, while the Feng family was crushed on the edge of the imperial power, and the only one they could rely on, Prime Minister Shen, had to resign from office and go home to take care of himself because of his old age and serious illness.

The country is prosperous and the people are safe, rich and happy, and the Pingjiang Hou Mansion is also doing its own business in its own territory.

Xue Muji's stature grew very fast, that round and tender fat boy unknowingly disappeared from people's sight, and was replaced by a handsome young man with a whip and immediately chasing the wind like an arrow.

On the edge of the east cliff, a proud white horse nestled next to an ordinary brown-red horse, and the necks of the two horses rubbed together from time to time.

With a few swishes, a few arrows shot at the trunk of the old tree, and each of the ten apples hanging on the trunk was stuck with an arrow feather.

Look at the next tree, nine.One apple is still intact.

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count, there was wind just now, and the wind blew the arrows away, let's do the comparison again." Xue Muji said, picked up an arrow on the ground, ran back to the mound a hundred meters away, and handed it to the wind. Bow up, and soon, a hole was drilled in the center of the surviving apple.

Xue Muji turned his face away, looking triumphantly at Xue Huaijiu behind the tree, he passed the age of a kid, he is now about the same height as the fourth brother, although there is still a little difference.It's like archery technology, which is still a little bit worse.But this little bit, relying on him to play tricks, can make up for it.

"One hundred to one hundred, I'm younger than you, so I win, my brother has to accompany me to the night boat fair!" Xue Muji raised the bow in his hand, "You must mean what you say."

Xue Huaijiu didn't respond, he knelt down to help Feng Fuyun pick up the arrows that fell on the ground, half of the shadow of the tree left a faint trace on his broad back.

Alas, ignore him again.

For the past five years, Xue Huaijiu lived in his Chunxiao Courtyard, his brother didn't like to go to lively places.This is a manifestation of unwillingness and unwillingness to compromise.

Xue Muji raised the corners of his mouth, curled the tip of his tongue, and whistled.Two horses ran leisurely to his side from the edge of the east cliff.

Xue Muji patted the brown horse, and the brown horse went to find his master docilely, Xue Huaijiu watched the horse coming, and saw not far away, the horse whipped the tree branch, and a lot of yellowed leaves fell down.

"I'll give you another chance to compete on who gets to the racetrack first. If you can beat me, you don't have to go to the night boat fair with me." Xue Muji clamped his horse's belly tightly, and the white horse disappeared into the woods.

Xue Huaijiu shook his head, patted his brown horse, and continued to pick up arrows with his head down.

He lived with Xue Muji in Chunxiao Courtyard for five years, and every time he proposed to leave, Xue Muji could always use various reasons to keep him.Shizi's cheating skills have been perfected, even if he wins, Shizi will look for him to compare with others.

He gradually got used to Chunxiao Yuan, and Xue Muji's kindness. He never knew how to deal with it until now he can calmly thank and accept it.In the past few years, as Xue Muji grew up, the people in the Marquis of Pingjiang liked him more and more. The son put away his bullying posture when he was a child, and became kind and friendly to others.

Marquis Pingjiang took his son to other places to meet the world from time to time. His son spoke decently and politely. Everyone praised Marquis Pingjiang for having a good son, and Marquis Pingjiang's mansion had successors.Every time Xue Muji insisted on pulling him to go together, he silently followed behind Shizi, and when he didn't have time to talk, he just looked at Xue Muji's back, from a round and short child to someone who was about the same height as him Young Master Hou Men.

Even if the son sometimes does something unbelievable to him, for example, he takes out a number of Dajing law books from the study of the third room, and asks him to read more in his spare time.

As the sun was setting, he led the horse and went down the mountain with Fufeng holding the arrow. From a distance, he saw Xue Muji lying on the big rock in front of the fence of the racetrack, with his legs crossed, a fluffy grass in his mouth, taking a bath. With soft sunlight.

Xue Muji waited for a long time before seeing the fourth brother slowly descending the mountain. He got up and shouted towards the side of the mountain, "Brother, I won, I won!"

A flock of geese flying from the north passed the sky of Pingjiang, forming a heart shape.

Xue Muji jumped too high, his feet were not stable on the rocks, he slipped, and he was carried down on his head. Fortunately, there were grasses, which grew densely and high, so the fall didn't hurt at all.Xue Muji poked his head out from the grass, and Fufeng Fuyun nervously felt his veins, Xue Muji hurriedly said, "It's all right, I'm all right."

He wanted to get up, but when his right foot hit the ground, it hurt so badly.

"It hurts...it hurts..." He sat back on the stone, took off his shoes, and rubbed his right ankle.

Xue Huaijiu's kung fu is not as good as Fufeng Fuyun, just ran over and saw Xue Muji's right ankle was swollen high.

Xue Mu smiled embarrassedly, "I sprained my ankle, wait, I'll take it easy."

Fu Feng asked, "Your Majesty, let me rub it for you? It will be fine in a while."

Xue Muji quickly refused, "Don't, it hurts like hell, the methods of your dark guards are too rough and not suitable for me. Please drive over quickly and help me into the carriage. Go back and let Dr. Xu rub it for me."

Fufeng and Fuyun, one leads the horse and the other drives.Xue Huaijiu squatted down, rolled up Xue Muji's right trouser leg, put his whole foot on his leg, and gently rubbed the wound.

Unable to walk anymore, Xue Muji simply dragged the other shoe off and said, "Brother, does it suit you? With this appearance, I can't go anywhere tonight. It's a pity that you don't have to go with me either. I know you don't want to meet with my mother and make her unhappy. Mother hates the time you beat Feng Jun. After all, Feng Jun was often dazzled because of that beating. Although he was cured last year, it also delayed the age of marriage. Mother She can't think about it, but you are not wrong, the more you avoid her, the more she thinks you are guilty."

But Xue Huaijiu said, "The night boat fair looks the same every year, and the food and entertainment are about the same."

Xue Muji shook his head, "The night boat collection is a representative of Pingjiang's prosperity, and it is the inheritance of Pingjiang for thousands of years. My father and mother take me to go around every year, and eating and drinking are second. In fact, they want to cultivate a relationship with Pingjiang with me. Tell me, this is Pingjiang City under the jurisdiction of our Xuehou Mansion, the land, the people, the golden waterway, and the long embankment are all places that I will protect in the future."

"Go again next year, and I will accompany you when the time comes." Xue Huaijiu pressed his fingers just right, he had seen Dr. Xu show wounds to others before, and he himself was often injured, so self-studying is quite the essence of Dr. Xu .

"Brother, you won't be able to be the Minister of Dali Temple in the future, but you can still be a doctor. After you rubbed me, I feel much better and can go."

"Master of Dali Temple?" Xue Huaijiu stopped, why did Shizi say that?He thought of the pile of law books that Xue Muji found for himself.The purpose of Xue Muji's actions is very clear, only this matter, he can't figure out why.

"This... I'm just talking," Xue Muji pretended to be stupid, and almost slipped his mouth by accident just now.

"I'll go back and pay homage to Dr. Xu as my master, and I will stay in the Hou's mansion for medical consultation in the future..."

Xue Mu was shocked, why did his brother want to stay in the Hou Mansion as a doctor?

Have you read all the books I moved here in the past five years for nothing?He didn't want any of the countless medical books from Mr. Xue, he only picked the books on the law, because he had the impression that the officials of Dali Temple were in charge of adjudicating cases.

"Don't, don't...don't, brother, you are different from me. I am the prince, and I can't do without Pingjiang, but you are not. You don't have the bondage of the Hou's mansion, and you don't have the responsibility to protect the Hou's mansion. You can go farther away." He grabbed Xue Huaijiu's hand, "Brother, don't go to Doctor Xu's apprenticeship, I beg you."

Xue Huaijiu nodded, seeing the carriage approaching slowly, said, "Whatever you say, it is what you say."

Xue Muji didn't say much all the way home, he went back to Chunxiao Courtyard, ordered Miaoyin to call Dr. Xu, and told Miaoyu to tell his parents that he didn't have to wait for him to go to Night Boat Market.

Xue Huaijiu leaned on the bed and saw Dr. Xu rubbing Shizi's feet and applying ointment, the swelling on Shizi's feet quickly disappeared.There is a specialization in surgery, he can see the movements, but not the essence, and rubbed for a long time, but there is no effect.Xue Muji didn't speak all the way, probably because he was angry because he said he wanted to be a doctor, because he didn't know himself.

What Xue Muji thought about on the way was the things he had done in the past five years, which seemed to be quite satisfactory, almost compared to the benchmark of Prince Pingjiang.Until Dr. Xu patted him on the shoulder and said, "My son will recover after three days of recuperation."

"Thank you, Doctor Xu." Xue Muji tucked his feet into the bed.

As soon as Dr. Xu left, Feng Xin's unique smell of makeup came from him.Xue Muji couldn't bear this smell the most, but it happened to be from his mother.Master Xue Hou also came. They heard the maid said that the child had a sprained foot, so they were naturally worried and wanted to come and see.

"Father, mother, I'm fine. Take a look, Dr. Xu's hands are cured." Xue Muji raised his feet high.

"Why are you so careless?" Feng Xin glanced at Xue Huaijiu who was standing by the bed, "I told you to stay away from the prince, I think it's because of you..."

"Mother, I'm hungry! I want to drink lotus seed soup." Xue Huaijiu picked up the quilt and interrupted Feng Xin, he was really convinced that his mother could remember grudges for so long.

Feng Xin said quickly, "Wait, I'll make tremella soup for you..."

Lord Xue Hou shook his head with a smile, and after his wife left, he asked about the wound, and then took out a letter from his sleeve.In the past few years, Xue Dezhong has discovered that Ji'er is extremely intelligent, especially sensitive to the situation in Yongdu, and has the bearing of Xue San back then.After all, the Hou Mansion was to be handed over to his son, and Xue Muji had to express his opinion on many things.

When Xue Muji opened the letter, he saw the familiar Fang Yin at first sight.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, although for some reason, it was three years late, but the ending that should have remained the same?

Xue Muji finished reading the letter, handed it back, and said, "It's a letter written by the regent himself. The only daughter, Lu Qian, married the concubine of the Shen family, and invited the master of the Marquis Mansion to Yongdu to congratulate the new year and have a good drink. We Guess, Feng Xie and Xue Cen of the Four Great Marquis Houses have all received invitation letters. Father, what did the retainers say?"

Xue Dezhong nodded, Ji'er listened to the advice of his subordinates first, and then made a judgment. It was really difficult, and he said, "The retainers all said that this is the plot of the Regent Lu. If I go, life and death will be unpredictable. After all, the tragedy of the second king It won't be long. Why don't you write a letter first to express your loyalty to the regent."

"They are worried that the regent will deal with you in the same way as the second king?" Xue Mu was very funny, and these subordinates were too cautious. Also, they didn't know Lu Yu's character, and most of them heard the picture.It is true that Lu Yu wants to take power, but it is definitely not unreasonable killing of innocent people.The matter of the second king had such a miserable ending, most likely because the second king had the heart of disobedience first, and maybe he wanted to pull him down from the position of chief assistant, or maybe he wanted to change the dynasty.

"Sooner or later, the imperial court will take over the right to trade routes," Xue Dezhong said worriedly, "the third younger brother once said that if Yongdu came to ask for it, he would obediently give it to him. The ancestral property of the Hou Mansion."

"Why?" Xue Muji's delicate eyebrows raised, "Father, do you know which side third uncle is on? Third uncle and you are not in the same heart, but the regent is in the same heart."

"Ji'er, don't be rude. Your third uncle has been working hard for the Hou Mansion. Most of the people in the Hou Mansion are your third uncle's followers and servants." Xue Dezhong waved his hand, "I also agree with your third uncle's thoughts. I can't go to Yongdu, it's not that I'm afraid of death, it's just that I don't dare to bet on the lives of the Nine Clans."

Xue Muji was silent for a while, Feng Xin came in with a lotus seed soup, and heard his son say, "Father, Yongdu and his party, let me go. Father said that he was born with cold ice, bedridden, a third-rank son, and also a young man of the Hou Mansion." Lord. I went to congratulate his daughter on her wedding, but he couldn’t speak any gossip.”

Feng Xin put down the bowl heavily, and objected, "No way. Your father wouldn't dare to do such a dangerous thing. What are you doing in Yongdu as a child?"

Xue Dezhong also said, "Ji'er, take a good rest, I have something to worry about."

"Father, mother, let me go." Xue Muji limped on the bed and stopped the two of them, "I have a way to make the regent give up the idea of ​​dealing with the Sihoufu, please believe me."