After winning the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

Chi Qishu avoided everyone's eyes and ears and sent Yanyan back to the palace, so it didn't cause any shock in the court.

When Eunuch Zhou saw Yan Yan covered in blood, he lost his mind in shock. It was Chi Qishu who calmly asked him to announce the imperial doctor.

He carefully told Eunuch Zhou not to show a flustered look when announcing the imperial doctor, and said that His Majesty had been dozing off for a long time at noon today, and he woke up with chest tightness, so he asked the imperial doctor to ask for a safe pulse.

When the imperial doctor came and explained everything in the palace to Eunuch Zhou, Chi Qishu left the palace amidst all the chaos.

Tan Mansion is still quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, not many people stay in front of the gate of Tan Mansion.

But what was different from before was that when Chi Qishu was walking on the road, many people who recognized him greeted him one after another.

"Talk about the son, talk about the son!"

"Ah?" Chi Qishu was rarely distracted, looked up at the person who called him, and saw that it was Mr. Yang who he used as a model and practiced calligraphy hard.

"Why did Mr. Tan come out of the palace?" Master Yang gloated, "Have you finished reading the memorial?"

Ever since Chi Qishu forced him to practice calligraphy, Mr. Yang has changed his temper. Every time he meets Chi Qishu, he always pokes and scratches. up.

So Chi Qishu raised an eyebrow and looked at Master Yang arrogantly, "As soon as Master Yang reminded me, I remembered it. When I return to the palace, I will specially pick out the memorial of the Lord and look at the words on it." I can recognize it."

Hearing this, Master Yang was intimidated again, "Mr. Tan is picky, let us military generals do the work of civil servants, civil servants will not be happy!"

Chi Qishu narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I don't know about other generals, but you..." Raised his index finger and shook, Chi Qishu said, "It's not possible."

Before Master Yang could speak, a voice came from beside him, "Young Master Tan, it is wrong to say that Master Yang is wrong. After all, Master Yang has solid military exploits, unlike those who were born in the family of generals, but even with a sword. I haven't even touched it."

Chi Qishu looked intently and saw Yuan Junshi who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Seeing him, Chi Qishu smiled meaningfully, "Come to think of it, Master Yuan has held a knife before?"

Yuan Junshi's face changed, and then he laughed again: "I have followed His Majesty to fight in the south and north since I came, and there are many opportunities to take a knife."

With Lord Yang's pitiful brain capacity, he was already fainted in just such a short while.

Chi Qishu didn't bother to say much, he didn't say hello, he turned his head and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered something, he backed away.

"By the way, the Tan Mansion will open tomorrow, will Mr. Yang come and take a look?"

Ever since the city gate was broken, the Tan mansion has been closing its doors to thank guests. Even after the young son of the Tan family became a celebrity in front of His Majesty, the gate of the Tan mansion has never been opened.

Master Yang was a little strange when he heard the words, "Why are you opening the door?"

Chi Qishu's eyes fell on Yuan Junshi, "My elder brother's funeral has not yet been held, and tomorrow is just a good day for the burial, Yuan Junshi...do you dare to come?"

It was obviously a relative's burial, but Chi Qishu said that he didn't seem to care at all. Master Yang was a little unhappy when he heard the words. After all, although Tan Guangzhong gave him a headache when he was alive, he was always a person he admired.

"Come, definitely come!" Master Yang said firmly.

However, unlike Master Yang, Yuan Junshi's expression suddenly changed. Seeing that Chi Qishu didn't look like he was joking, he turned around and left without saying hello.

Seeing the figure of Junshi Yuan going away, Master Yang was a little puzzled, and muttered to himself, "What's wrong with Junshi Yuan?"

Chi Qishu heard it, but he casually explained: "There must be something urgent."

Master Yang stared at the words, but Chi Qishu waved his hand angrily, like a fly, "Master Yang, let's go back and practice calligraphy, so that I won't let you down in public the next time I see you again." .”

After finishing speaking, he swaggered away, and the moment he turned around, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly changed into an inexplicable meaning.

Come to think of it, what Yuan Junshi wanted to inquire about has already come to fruition, and I don't know whether his performance just now can satisfy Yuan Junshi.

Ever since Tan Guanggu and Mrs. Tan said that the mourning hall would be re-established for the elder brother, Mrs. Tan had already started to prepare.

But no matter how much she prepared, Mrs. Tan never thought that it would be so early.

"Gu'er, if it starts tomorrow, you, Uncle Xiao, won't be able to make it in time."

Chi Qishu folded the gold ingots with straw paper, and when he pinched the two ends, it looked like a boat that was upturned. He didn't dislike it, so he put it in the pile of paper beside him and continued to fold it.

"When Uncle Xiao arrives, it's all right to pay respects to Second Brother's grave. I don't want to delay for too long, for fear that something will change in the future."

Mrs. Tan's eyes changed when she heard the words, she wondered what her son meant, "Gu'er, did something happen?"

Chi Qishu wanted to hide Mrs. Tan first, but gave up after thinking for a while. Uncle Fu brought in some new toilet paper and realized what had happened when he saw Mrs. Tan's appearance.

"Perhaps in just a few days, Emperor Yanyan of Dayan will be punished by Tan Fu."

Mrs. Tan couldn't understand Chi Qishu's meaning for a while, "How could it be..."

She really couldn't understand, after the initial analgesic period, Tanfu's life gradually improved, they were slowly recovering from the pain of losing their loved ones, and the youngest son was trying his best to deal with Da Xiao and Dayan.

Everything is getting better.

Chi Qishu smiled, looked at the worried Uncle Fu, took the toilet paper from Uncle Fu, and put it in the basket next to him.

"Uncle Fu, have you made tamales in the kitchen? I suddenly feel a little greedy today."

Uncle Fu squatted down awkwardly, then touched Chi Qishu's head, and said kindly, "Don't be too hard on yourself."

Chi Qishu smiled and stood up, "I'm going to find my father first."

Mrs. Tan waited until Chi Qishu left, then hurriedly turned around and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She looked at Uncle Fu, feeling a little at a loss, "Uncle Fu, what did Gu'er mean just now?"

Mrs. Tan was married to Mrs. Tan's mansion by Uncle Fu, and she could be regarded as Mrs. Tan's elder. Seeing how the innocent little girl looked so helpless now, it felt like a heavy boulder was pressing on his heart.

"If you want to deal in the gap between Da Xiao and Dayan, there is a great risk in itself, and Emperor Dayan's patience has probably been exhausted..."

Since Gu'er just told them about the matter, it proved that they had no other way out, and they could only bear with it.

But at this moment, Mrs. Tan had a second thought, and immediately had an idea, she squatted down hastily, and lowered her voice to discuss with Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, when the funeral is held for Zhong'er, there will be people coming and going in the mansion, then you will take Gu'er and leave the capital..."

"Madam..." Uncle Fu sighed, "If the matter is really aimed at the young master, we won't be far away."