Little embroiderer from the General's Mansion

Go there? "

Li Meng realized that the matter had been exposed, so he could only accept his fate.

Li Meng's soldiers were captured, and the prime minister could only jump over the wall in a hurry in the city, but he didn't want to be intercepted halfway by a man who had never met before.

"Chou Mo?" The prime minister shouted.

The name sounds familiar, but I can't remember who it is.

The people sent by Chief Yu could only nod: "General Yu's troops are surrounded by that man named Chou Mo. We only have to surrender. Please, Prime Minister, come up with a countermeasure."

"Where is Li Meng! There are still soldiers and horses fighting outside the city, fighting from the outside!" The Prime Minister strode on the spot angrily, his sinister eyes were full of light.

Unexpectedly, the man kneeling on the ground was sweating profusely, and he said discouragedly, "General Li Meng...was already brought into the palace by Shan Jichen, and this morning Shan Jichen brought [-] troops from somewhere..."

"Shan Jichen!" The prime minister's eyes widened in disbelief: "Isn't he dead?"

"It's not the elder brother's turn to die now!" Shan Jihe kicked open the door, with his hands behind his back, standing majestically outside the prime minister's house.

"You..." The prime minister jumped up in shock, "Why are you here!"

"I'm just following the orders of the emperor...Prime Minister, please."

After Shan Jihe finished speaking, Jingnan and Shaobei beside him each took the prime minister's arm and pulled him out forcefully.

"Presumptuous!" The prime minister was unwilling, his face was like a pig's liver: "Wait for me to play you a chapter with the emperor!"

"Wait." Shan Jihe folded his hands on his chest, watching the prime minister struggling with disdain: "Don't be too surprised to see the emperor in a while."

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The prime minister would never have expected that the emperor knew what he did, and planned to let him jump in four years ago.

Looking at Princess Jingguo who was tied aside in the hall, and Li Meng being pressed to kneel on the ground with unwilling eyes, Cheng even forgot his surprise.

Ji Yong sat on the dragon chair, staring at the ministers in the court without saying a word.

The few officials who were in cahoots with the prime minister had already known that the general trend was over, and they were trembling all over.

Too many things have happened, Ji Yong has long been unwilling to show mercy.

"Prime Minister, do you know where you lost?"

"..." The prime minister was taken aback for a moment, and looked up.

Just now he heard that Shan Jichen was not dead, now he saw Shan Jichen and Ji Yaoyun standing on the right side of the hall.

"You know...the reason why the emperor sent the prince to Yucheng to meet me." Shan Jichen smiled, glanced coldly at the hall for a moment, then turned his eyes back to the prime minister: "You don't know me well, the emperor Back then, he ordered someone to replace me in private, that is, he sent me to Yucheng to be with the prince, firstly, to find out the life experience of the eldest prince, and secondly... he asked me to secretly raise soldiers in Yucheng!"

"...What?" The Prime Minister's eyes widened in disbelief.

Shan Jichen didn't say anything else, and turned his body back to the front.

"General Li Meng of Yasukuni, you colluded with my prime minister in private, and acted in the scene of the murder of the princess, insulting our country. Since you are not benevolent in Yasukuni, don't blame me for being unrighteous." Ji Yong sat on the seat with a look on his face. Said coldly.

"I, Li Meng, am a good man. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you!" Li Meng sneered, turning his face away.

Princess Jingguo, who was tied to one side, choked up, and Shan Jihe turned his head to take a look, only to see that the princess was beautiful, petite and beautiful.

But after listening to Li Meng's words, pear blossoms were crying like rain, with remorse all over their faces.

Could it be...

Shan Jihe raised his eyebrows in surprise.

If Shan Jihe can see it, so can Ji Yong.

As the lord of a country, the most important thing is to support the people, starting a war is not what he thinks.

If it signed a treaty with Yasukuni, it would be a blessing in disguise if it belonged to the DPRK in the future.

"You...are you in love with the princess of your country?" Ji Yong asked slowly.

Unexpectedly, when Ji Yong was about to finish speaking, Li Meng became a little excited, and the people behind him could hardly hold him back.

"This matter has nothing to do with the princess!"

"It's irrelevant, but you have the final say?" Ji Yong frowned coldly, and said leisurely: "If you can sign a treaty that you will never start a war with our country, I will spare your life..."

"What do you mean?" Li Meng frowned and rolled his eyes a few times.

"Rather than die like this, it's better to go back to your Jingguo and live in peace. As long as you Jingguo doesn't invade our country in the future and is willing to belong to our country, then I... will let you go." Ji Yong waved his hand.

Eunuch Lu Xi, who was waiting at the side, hurriedly completed the scriptures he had prepared.

Ji Yong took a few glances at the result, and handed it to Eunuch Lu Xi.

Li Meng looked at Zhezi in front of him, beside the prime minister who was still kneeling with dull eyes, unable to speak for a while.

Princess Jingguo stared at Li Meng and nodded slightly.

Li Meng was unwilling, but he had no other choice.

Watching Eunuch Lu Xi ask someone to press the princess's red handprint on the booklet, and stamp the national seal of Yasukuni, Ji Yong nodded in satisfaction.

"Come here! Send General Li Meng and Princess Jingguo back safely."

"Yes!"

After the Yasukuni matter was settled, Ji Yong turned his attention to the prime minister again, and after a long while he said clearly: "You are abusing my trust, colluding with other countries, trying to rule me, and the people who ruled me will die. Death is inevitable. There is no escape from the crime of living, come here! Put this rebellious minister and traitor into the sky prison, and behead him at noon tomorrow for public display!"

The prime minister was sweating profusely, as if his soul had been sucked out of him in an instant, he lay down straight on the ground.

The soldiers on the side hurriedly helped him up, but he couldn't breathe after touching the prime minister.

After checking again and again, the soldiers did not dare to neglect, and knelt down on one knee and reported loudly: "Report to the emperor! The prime minister...he is dead."

"Dead?" Ji Yong asked back.

Hearing this, Shan Jihe hurried over and tested the prime minister's nose and wrist a few times, then frowned and said, "Go back to the emperor...the prime minister...he was frightened to death."

Ji Yong looked at the crowd, unable to see any expressions, and then slowly laughed out loud after a while.

The sound is getting louder and louder, making people panic.

Eunuch Lu Xi looked at Ji Yong waving his hands, said in a sharp voice that he would retreat, and then helped the still laughing emperor to get down.

In recent days, the palace has become more and more peaceful. The ministers who are in the same rank as the prime minister will punish the nine clans if they are serious, or be dismissed from their official posts if they are light, and they are not allowed to step into the capital.

The prime minister's body was hanged on the gate of the city and exposed to the sun for three days, and the emperor ordered that the whole family be ransacked and beheaded, not even a maidservant was spared.

When I saw Wanying again, seven or eight days had passed, and Ji Yaozhi was staying in the old house, so Ji Yaoyun came here with Wanying.

"Second brother..." Ji Yaozhi called out.

Wanying turned to Ji Yaozhi, "See the prince."

"...Father has not yet..." Ji Yaozhi hurriedly waved his hands.

"Walking around for more than four years, the purpose is to let you sit safely in the crown prince's seat. I heard what my father said yesterday, and I will announce the decree when I go to court tomorrow." Ji Yaoyun sat down, stretched out his hand and patted Ji Yao's shoulder After a few times, I wanted to say too much, but when I reached my mouth, I just sighed lightly: "Don't blame me, don't blame the father..."

"How could it be?" Ji Yaozhi smiled, calmer than before: "If I had made up my mind early in the morning, I wouldn't have asked my father and second elder brother to waste their minds on me."

"Don't talk about the past... But, the king asked Ji He and Qi Pan to come here to celebrate, why not the future?"

Shan Jichen let go of Ji Yaozhi's hand, supported it on his waist, and said slowly: "Just now I was about to sit down, but was invited away by the emperor."

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Ji Yong put down the memorial, looked at Shan Jihe who was dressed in plain clothes and nodded appreciatively: "Thanks to Jihe for the prime minister's matter..."

"Work for the emperor." Shan Jihe said.

"That day, I had no choice but to dismiss you from office. Don't blame me." Ji Yong stood up and walked to Shan Jihe with strides.

"emperor……"

"To call you here today is to return the official position to you."

Shan Jihe was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly thought of his promise to Qipan in his mind.

It just so happened that he did not know how to talk to the emperor about this matter, if today he can go along with the flow and really let go of his official position, it would not be in vain for him to worry about it for so long.

Thinking of this, Shan Jihe secretly made up his mind, and shook his head firmly after a while and said: "Your Majesty, forgive my words...my minister, I can't take this official position..."

"You..." Ji Yong was stunned, looking at Shan Jihe in disbelief, and it took a while to understand the meaning of Shan Jihe's words: "You...don't want to be an official in the court?"

Shan Jihe's face was more relaxed than before: "I just want to accompany Qipan, I don't want Qipan to follow me, and I am worried every day."

"Then Ji He meant that it was my fault?" Ji Yong's face turned cold, and his tone lowered: "You want to say that I did not manage the country well enough and often plunged the country into chaotic wars, you... are afraid of death gone?"

"Your Majesty..." Shan Jihe frowned, wanted to say something, but held back, and didn't say anything else.

"Okay... If you don't accept this official title, then what's the use of keeping you? I haven't bothered with you about Ha Ao yet. Speaking of which, you let Ha Ao go, but you are just like the prime minister... ...is there something wrong with your heart?"

Ji Yong stared at Shan Jihe, as if he wanted to see something in Shan Jihe's eyes.

Shan Jihe lowered his eyes and said clearly: "The matter of Ha Bo is entirely up to the emperor."

"Well, I will put you in prison and behead you together with your general's residence immediately!" Ji Yong slammed his sleeves and turned his back.

Shan Jihe's eyes widened, and it took him a moment to realize what Ji Yong said.

"If you take over the official position I bestow on you, this matter... still needs to be discussed."

Shan Jihe shook his head, smiled silently, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands and said slowly: "I...willing to die to apologize, but..."

"You would rather die than become an official in the court?" Ji Yong almost cursed, his face looked a little angry.

"Does the emperor still remember that when the subject came back, the emperor rewarded him with a gold medal for avoiding death?" Shan Jihe lowered his head.

"What do you mean?"

"I would like to use the death-preventing gold medal on Qipan, and I only ask the emperor to open his mouth so that Qipan will not die... The matter of Habo is caused by my poor handling of affairs. I hope the emperor will show mercy!"

Shan Jihe's heart twitched, but he had no other choice.

He left behind a disaster, so he has to be responsible, but it's a pity for his Pan'er, who wanted to be a husband and wife, but they will be separated soon.

He just prayed to be alive.

Ji Yong put his hands on the table, and laughed slowly after a while, and his body trembled so that Shan Jihe was a little stunned.

"You..." Ji Yong waved his hand and laughed for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief: "As stubborn as your big brother, I just tried a little and told you to tell the truth."

"emperor……"

"Get up." Ji Yong helped Shan Jihe up, and patted Shan Jihe on the shoulder twice: "If you don't take up this position, and your elder brother will take it,...it's good, you can enter the court for a long time." Officer, together with Yaozhi..."

"Forgive me for being stupid."

"Where are you stupid? Threatening me with my life... I know that I love you, so I use the gold medal to avoid death to talk... Go, if you are not in the government, you are not a good official." Ji Yong slowly walked back to the dragon In front of the chair, he sat down slowly: "When the Qiyifang opens, I will give you a gold plaque."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" Shan Jihe was grateful, but he didn't know what to say.

"Why don't you tell your Pan'er the good news?" Ji Yong laughed sullenly.

Shan Jihe blushed, and was about to step back, but thought of something: "Your Majesty...now that the prime minister's affairs have been decided, but Ha Bo..."

"Ha Ao can live, and he has nothing to do with the prime minister. Now that the prime minister has gone, it will only take a few days to catch Ha Ao..." Ji Yong paused as he spoke, and looked at Shan Jihe: "Before you resign, now Bring Ha Bo back to me!"

"Yes!" Shan Jihe cupped his fists and retreated respectfully.

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Shan Jihe got the order and had to find Ha Ao before he resigned from office, and fled from Hayi country. Now that Ha Ao has no backing, it is easy to be captured.

Ha Aoyuan wanted to follow the power of the prime minister and make a comeback, but he didn't want to make a mistake and was found out by Jing Nan and others within a few days.

Knowing that there was no way out, on the way Shan Jihe and others sent him to the palace, Ha Ao bit his tongue and committed suicide.

"It's really not as good as his father's." Watching Jingnan and Shaobei carry Ha Ao's body out, Shan Jihe whispered alone.

"General! This..." Jing Nan didn't know what to do, fearing that the emperor would blame him.

"I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die." Shan Jihe put his hands behind his back and sighed softly, as if he let go of the burden in his heart: "What the emperor wants is peace of mind. important."

"Yes." Jing Nan and Shao Bei exchanged glances, not daring to neglect.

"Jingnan..." Shan Jihe suddenly thought of something, and stopped the two of Jingnan who were about to leave: "In the future, I will be a person without an official or job."

"Jiang..." Shaobei was taken aback for a moment, and he turned around after a while. Shan Jihe said: "Master, I will go back with Jingnan."

Shan Jihe smiled without saying a word.

Jingnan and Shaobei had been by his side for too long, some words didn't need to be explained at all, Shan Jihe got on the carriage and said to Uncle Fu who was waiting beside him, "Go to Qi Mansion."

The carriage leisurely walked differently from the past, but the occasional bumps made Shan Jihe feel at ease. His promise with Qipan has been fulfilled, and he will only join hands with Qipan in the future, and will not be worried anymore.

The well-known Shan Jihe came back today, and hoped to follow Yang into the kitchen early.

With honey in my heart, I feel happy when I work.

Baliang put the red bean paste stuffing aside, and Banjin and the others chuckled a few times, then pretended to cough, and went to Qipan's side: "Young master...you think of something happy, young master?"

Qi Pan pouted, raised his chin and said, "Hurry up and do the work, Ji He will come later."

"It turns out that the young master wants to be a general." Ba Liang covered his mouth and smiled, his face was still covered with flour.

"...I won't be a general anymore in the future." When Qi Pan heard this, the joy just now dissipated a lot.

Ban Jin and Ba Liang were taken aback, but they didn't realize the meaning of praying words.

Seeing that Ban Jin'er was confused, he put the dough in his hand aside, pinched his fingers and said, "Ji He resigned..."

Liu Shi, who had been listening quietly beside her, was also quite surprised, she was taken aback for a moment before turning her head to look over: "But it's true?"

Speaking of this, Qi Pan felt a little sad, bit his lower lip and nodded lightly: "Ji He told me that he would resign and accompany me when the prime minister's matter is resolved...but... ..”

"Pan'er." Yang smiled, stretched out his hand to hold Qi Pan's, and said comfortingly: "Pan'er, do you think it's a pity that General Shan resigned?"

"Yes." Qi Pan nodded: "If it wasn't for Pan'er, Ji He must have..."

"Why does Pan'er think so?" Yang sighed, and said softly: "General Shan has his reasons for doing this. Perhaps in the general's heart, Pan'er is more important than that official position. Pan'er thinks that the general Willing, but not what the general wants, the general's elder brother disappeared for more than three years because of the government affairs, and came back, Paner... the general still wants to see this kind of thing happen?"

"Mother..." Qi Pan stretched out his hand to hold Yang Shi's arm, and acted coquettishly: "Pan'er understands, but I just feel sorry for Ji He."

"Mother can't tell you too much. If this is the general's decision, it must have been carefully considered." Yang squeezed her nose in prayer, then turned around and greeted: "This bean paste cake needs to be baked enough, half a catty , is the fire ready?"

"Madam, immediately!" Banjin threw two pieces of firewood into the fire, and leaned towards Qipan with a dark face: "Master, the dog taught the young master, young master, do you still remember?"

"Remember, remember, how can you not remember." Unconvinced, Qi Pan rolled out a piece of thin skin in a hurry: "Ji He will definitely eat very delicious in a while."

Looking at the bean paste crisp with half of the bean paste exposed, Yang silently pinched the gap before handing over half a catty.

"Master, master! The general is here!" the butler called out from the kitchen door.

Qi Pan hastily put down the work in hand, and trotted out of the kitchen.

In the courtyard, Shan Jihe was wearing a blue embroidered robe, with his black hair tied up, sitting on a stone bench waiting to pray.

"Ji He." Qi Pan called out.

"Why is your face so dirty?" Shan Jihe smiled indulgently, and hugged Qipan into his arms.

"I know that Ji He is coming, and I am making bean paste cakes with my mother." Qi Pan simply sat on Shan Jihe's lap, put his arms around Shan Jihe's neck, and asked, "What did the emperor say?"

"How could it be?" Shan Jihe bumped his legs, and inadvertently held Qi Pan's buttocks with one hand: "From today, I'm just an ordinary person."

Qi Pan laughed: "How could Ji He be an ordinary person, without an official position, he is still the second young master of Taiwei's Mansion."

"Then Pan'er is willing to go back home with this young master?" Shan Jihe laughed.

Qi Pan laughed a few times: "Where is Brother Jichen? Will he still live in the old courtyard?"

Shan Jihe shook his head: "The elder brother was confiscated from the official position, and the emperor rewarded him with a courtyard... Qiu Mo has made great achievements in leading the army, and he has been following the elder brother to train every day in recent days."

"Prestige." Qi Pan smiled happily: "If this is the case, His Royal Highness and Brother Ji Chen will meet each other in the palace every day in the future."

"Pan'er overestimated Yaozhi." Shan Jihe seemed to think of something, and laughed out loud: "Brother's courtyard has not been completed yet, and now he will spend time in the old house. I have heard enough, Yaozhi stays in the old house every day, almost annoys the elder brother to death."

"I haven't seen you for many years, how could Your Highness let go of this opportunity." Qi Pan stood up and stretched his waist: "I discussed it with my mother yesterday, and it's time for Qiyifang to reopen."

"Is there any difficulty?" Shan Jihe raised his eyebrows.

Qi Pan pursed his lips and nodded, with a sad expression on his face: "Ji He also knows that after that incident, the clothing workshop has not been able to supply money, and originally wanted to use the dowry to subsidize it, but never wanted to be taken by the elder brother... ...."

"Pan'er." Shan Jihe held Qi Pan's hand: "I said, the money can be taken from the house at any time."

Qi Pan shook his head in disappointment: "Qi Pan doesn't want to owe more and more."

"You..." Shan Jihe laughed helplessly, he really didn't know that Qi Pan would be so stubborn when he became stubborn.

"My mother and I have thought about a countermeasure." Qi Pan said confidently.

Shan Jihe was a little interested, leaned back on the stone table, and asked leisurely: "Tell me and listen."

Qi Pan glanced left and right, leaned over and whispered in Shan Jihe's ear, "Go and steal."

What Qi Pan said made Shan Jihe laugh for a while. He thought it was a good idea, but he didn't want to say the word 'steal' in a serious manner.

Seeing Shan Jihe leaning forward and backward with a smile, Qi Pan became a little anxious: "This is called treating a person in the same way, and Ji He is still laughing..."

"Pan'er..." Shan Jihe looked at the mouse-like praying, his heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to hug him tightly: "Okay, if you want to steal, then I will go with you."

"But it's true?" Qi Pan raised his head from Shan Jihe's arms.

Scratching Qipan's nose lightly, Shan Jihe felt relieved: "Originally this belongs to you, so what if the lilac is taken away?"

"Then..." Qi Pan hesitated, and asked in a low voice, "Can Ji He help me with one thing?"

"Oh? What's the matter?" Shan Jihe asked.

Qi Pan pouted for a moment, then said in a soft voice after a while: "When Ding Xiang came into the Qi Mansion, she didn't come back with the silver... Qi Pan wanted to ask the general to investigate, Ding Xiang she... ...where did she hide the silver?"

Shan Jihe laughed out loud, at first he thought that praying was a 'well-planned' plan, but he didn't want to know where the silver he was looking for was.

"Ji He." Qi Pan was a little embarrassed, reached out his hand to cover Shan Ji He's smiling mouth, and threatened slightly: "If Ji He is smiling, I..."

Shan Jihe's mouth was covered, unable to speak, he could only raise his eyebrows with a questioning expression.

"Qi Pan will not go back home with Ji He!" Qi Pan simply turned his head to the side, feeling angry by himself.

Under the 'coercion and lure' of Qi Pan, Shan Jihe nodded in agreement.

Ding Xiang is not a big man, and it is not difficult to find the silver hidden by Ding Xiang. Shan Jihe has a clue in his heart, and ordered Jingnan and Shaobei to do it.

It happened that on the second day after returning, Master Yun from the yamen came to the house.

Uncle Fu poured the tea, then retreated respectfully, and prayed to sit in the upper seat with Shan Jihe, watching Master Yun take out a wrapped veil from his arms.

"Master Yun, what did you find out?" Qi Pan asked.

Master Yun nodded, but shook his head again, and said with a sigh: "The clerk in the yamen found the rags of the clothes in Mrs. Liu's hands. I don't know if Young Master Qi can recognize it."

Qi Pan hurriedly took it, opened the veil and looked at it for a few times, then his heart sank, hesitantly said: "This... this is Big Brother's."

"Did Pan'er look carefully?" Shan Jihe was also very surprised, and turned around and asked incredulously.

"Look clearly." Qi Pan slightly exerted his hand holding the handkerchief, feeling very flustered: "I can't admit my mistake, this cloth was specially taken by the aunt to the clothes shop to make clothes for the eldest brother... Say yes. ...It is said that elder brother is getting married soon, so he needs to have good clothes to wear."

Master Yun looked up at Qi Pan, but he hesitated to say something when he wanted to say something.

Shan Jihe patted Qipan's hand a few times distressedly, and then asked, "Master Yun, what did you find out?"

"To tell you the truth..." Master Yun sighed, showing regret: "Liu's maid, Jasmine, has a delicate figure. I found out that Liu was first pushed to the edge of the table and knocked on the head. It was just pierced into the lower back by the scissors... It took some strength..."

"No..." Qi Pan licked her dry lips, her hands trembling.

Even if Qi Wang is treasonous, how could he do such unreasonable things as killing his mother?

Mrs. Liu holds Qi Wang in her hands, even if it is disgusting, she will take care of everything for Qi Wang. Although praying that Mrs. Liu is always a little annoying, but when she is alone, she will feel a little pity. After all, Mrs. Liu is a woman , what I do is nothing more than the instinct of motherhood.

At this moment, he wanted to find out about Liu Shi's death because he wanted peace of mind so that Liu Shi could die in peace.

Now that Qi Huai'an is lying there, Qi Wang can't count on him, there is no one else who can do this except pray.

Thousands of guesses, but don't want to...

"I came here today not only to inform you about this matter, but also for the convenience of... Young Master Qi. If I bring someone to the Qi Manor, I'm afraid it will cause people to gossip. I also hope that Young Master Qi can find the clothes of the eldest son." , hand it over to the official for a clear investigation.”

Qi Pan raised his head, looked at Shan Jihe for a long time, then nodded lightly and said: "I hope my lord will see clearly."

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Qi Wang's clothes were found under a tree in the courtyard, and someone buried them, and the missing fabric at the gap was the same as what Lord Yun brought.

Looking at the ironclad evidence, Qi Wang was speechless and could only kneel on the ground and cry for mercy.

Originally, he was just acting out of temper, but he didn't want to kill Liu Shi by mistake, so he really couldn't explain it now.

But even if it is clear, so what?Liu Shi died because of him, and he cannot escape the guilt.

Master Yun looked at Shan Jihe's face, and just called two yamen servants, and quietly took him away from the back door.

If this rumor spreads again, it must have a great impact on the reopening of the clothing workshop.

As soon as Ding Xiangzhi's Qi Wang left, she had no way out in this mansion. She packed up her package overnight and wanted to escape, but she didn't expect that there was only a pile of rotten dirt left in the place where the money was hidden.

Jing Nan is quick to handle affairs, and finds out that Ding Xiang often goes out of the city to go to the temple to worship, but only takes people around a few places, but no one recognizes Ding Xiang's portrait, which makes people suspicious.

Coincidentally, there are ruined temples outside the city that no one worships, and Jing Nan reported all of them to Shan Jihe.

It was Qi Pan who said to "steal", so naturally Qi Pan had to do it himself.

After Qi Pan arrived at the ruined temple with Ban Jin and Ba Liang, he dug up a box of silver taels within a foot.

"Think about it now, where does Dingxiang have the strength to transfer these money..." Qi Pan watched Jingnan and Shaobei move the box away, and Shan Jihe, who was by his side, murmured: " It must be that the elder brother is afraid that things will be exposed, so he wants to take Ding Xiang away."

"Pan'er." Shan Jihe sighed, not feeling sorry for the matter, hugged Qi Pan into his arms for a little comfort, and then said softly: "Everyone has his own destiny."

"I want to bury Da Niang generously." Qi Pan closed his eyes, thinking in his heart: "Da Niang didn't treat Qi Pan badly before she was alive, but now that the Qi Mansion has been turned upside down, if Dad wakes up, he must not have the heart for Da Niang to end up like this, even if it's for the sake of accumulating virtue and doing good things. ..."

"It's all up to you." Shan Jihe lowered his hands and squeezed Qi Pan's buttocks.

The dowry gift was brought back, Qi Yifang reopened after a few days of rectification, all the shop assistants came back, Ban Jin and Ba Liang also started working dully.

Many returning customers from the clothing store found back, and the clothes they ordered on the first day were too many to count.

Qi Pan was so busy that he was sweating profusely, and hung the dyed cloth on the rack with his feet on his feet: "Eight taels."

"Young master!" Ba Liang replied at the top of his voice.

"Go back to the mansion quickly, and tell Ji He that I'm afraid I'm going to sleep in the clothes shop today." Qi Pan was so tired that he took a breath: "Mother, go back quickly."

"Master..."

"Hope!"

The voice sounded a little angry, hoping for a chill on the back of his neck, and hurriedly poked his head out of a pile of fluttering cloth.

I saw Shan Jihe standing not far from him with a gloomy expression, dressed in black, almost blending into the night.

When did this person stand there?

Qi Pan smiled, ran to Shan Jihe's side in small steps, hugged Shan Jihe's arm and shook it a few times: "Why is Jihe here?"

"Why don't you come?" Shan Jihe raised his head, expressing his dissatisfaction with Qi Pan's words: "If I didn't come, how could I hear what you just said."

"Ji He..." Qi Pan pouted.

"You..." Shan Jihe's sullen handsome face softened a little, and the known self just spoke a little louder: "Go back with me."

"But..." Qi Pan glanced back and nodded helplessly.

Shan Jihe held Qi Pan's hand, his fingers were cool: "Pan'er, do you want to watch me stay alone in the empty room?"

"What..." Qi Pan was taken aback.

I saw Shan Jihe sighed slightly, with a slightly sad face: "I was alone at the house today, thinking that Pan'er would come back earlier, I don't want to be the only one thinking about Pan'er, Pan'er in my heart...but only this Can't the clothes shop work?"

Qi Pan reacted for a moment, and then realized the meaning of Shan Jihe's words when he came back to his senses.

"Ji He won't be..." Qi Pan thought about his choice of words: "Lonely?"

"..."

Jing Nan, who was going to hurt him, scolded him secretly, Shan Jihe smiled, and put Qi Pan into his arms uncomfortably: "In the future, no matter how busy the clothes shop is, you have to go back home to rest, remember down?"

Qi Pan nodded in confusion, and followed Shan Jihe out obediently.

When Jiang walked to the door of the clothing workshop, he looked at Jingnan and Shaobei with teasing smiles on their faces.

"Master, Master!"

The two of them were about to get into the carriage when a servant from the Qi Mansion not far away ran over quickly.

Seeing the servant who was out of breath, almost unable to speak at the moment, praying for support, he frowned and asked, "But something happened?"

"Master, he..." The servant gasped, "Master, he is awake!"

"But it's true!" Qi Pan was startled, and asked loudly, "Dad is awake?"

"Exactly, the housekeeper asked Xiao to come to the clothes shop to find the young master and his wife, and go back quickly with Xiao."

"Ji He..." Qi Pan felt a little excited, holding Shan Ji He's hand tremblingly.

"I'll be with you." Shan Jihe hugged and prayed, and led him into the carriage.

On the way to Qi Mansion, I prayed that my heart was hanging in my throat. It was originally a good thing, but I always felt a little uneasy. If Qi Huai'an knew what happened in recent days, I don't know how he would react.

First, the aunt was killed, and Qi Wang was imprisoned again, and the clothes shop was about to open.

Qi Pan held hands tightly together, lowered his head and remained silent.

"Pan'er..." Shan Jihe raised Qi Pan's head, looked at the slightly red eyes of Qi Pan, and felt a little distressed: "Pan'er..."

"Ji He, if dad blames me..."

"How could it be?" Shan Jihe leaned over and kissed Qi Pan on the forehead, as a little comfort: "If my father-in-law would blame you, I wouldn't have passed on the clothes shop to you in the first place, Pan'er, my father-in-law is so smart , naturally think that you can encounter some setbacks, people need to change in adversity."

"Except for the clothing workshop, the matter of the aunt..." Qi Pan pursed his lips.

"Poor people must have something to hate. If Liu Shi didn't dote on Qi Wang so much, how could he end up like this?" Shan Jihe chuckled lightly, but he didn't like him, but said firmly: "Pan'er and Liu Shi are no different. In the same mansion, Liu's family had an accident, Pan'er buried Liu's family regardless of what happened to him when he was a child, if his father-in-law knew about it, he would be very happy... As for Qi Wang, he was born to do what he did for himself He is responsible for what he does, and so is Qi Wang, this is nothing more than repaying a debt."

Qi Pan felt relieved a little, nodded slightly, but did not speak.

When Qi Huaian woke up, Yang Shi was relieved.

Day and night care finally paid off.

After sending all the maids away, Shan Jihe called the doctor, checked Qi Huai'an before smiling and said: "Master Qi is blessed, his body is strong, he will get better soon, just need to take a few more tonics."

"It's time to work, go and get some money and leave."

"Mrs. Xie." The doctor said respectfully to several people.

After the doctor left, Qi Pan hurriedly went to Qi Huai'an's bed, looked at Qi Huai'an's thin and pale face, was a little choked up and speechless.

On the other hand, Qi Huai'an, pulling the corner of his mouth weakly, slowly stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and slowly groped until he reached Qi Pan, and then firmly held it: "I'm calling Pan'er... I'm worried."

"Father." Qi Pan pouted, and the tears in the corners of his eyes held back for a while before they flowed: "Father needs to get better soon."

Qi Huaian nodded and coughed a few times.

Mrs. Yang came over with hot water, and Qi Pan used all her strength to help him up, and carefully handed it to Qi Huai'an's mouth: "Master, I don't know, Pan'er has managed the clothing workshop very well these days, and now I don't need to worry about it. Woolen cloth."

"That's good..." Qi Huai'an drank water, and his face became much rosier.

"Father-in-law." Shan Jihe called softly: "But what else is uncomfortable?"

Qi Huai'an shook his head: "I'm sorry, General, to worry about it."

Qi Pan hesitated for a moment, and buried Shan Jihe's resignation in his heart.

"Why...don't you see me?"

Everyone was taken aback, even Yang was a little surprised.

If Qi Huai'an was called Qi Wang on weekdays, that's a combination of his first and last name, but now he is called by his baby name, which is really unbelievable.

It's just that what should come will always come, not to mention Qi Wang's matter can't be hidden.

Qi Pan was a little flustered, and slowly told the whole story with trepidation.

The room was quiet for a while, and after a while Qi Huai'an moved his dry lips and said softly, "Everyone go out..."

"Father..." Qi Pan wanted to comfort her.

"Get out." Qi Huai'an exerted his strength and slowly lay back down.

Yang covered Qi Huai'an with the quilt, and silently led a few people out of the room.

In the old house, Shan Jichen lay on the couch, endured it for a long time before pushing away Ji Yaozhi who was stuck to his body, and said through gritted teeth, "If you come back tomorrow, I won't see you."

Ji Yaozhi didn't like this, like a satiated cat, stretched out his hand to cover the two of them with the silk quilt that had fallen to the side, and laughed twice: "I want to make up for all the thoughts I have missed in the past three years."

"You..." Shan Jichen frowned, and when he turned over, he revealed the points on his shoulders.