After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

Money in beds and books?

What is this nonsense?Why did Han Min suddenly not understand?

He thought it was a child who said something wrong for a while, so he turned his attention to his brother Han Shi.

"Brother, what is he talking about?"

Han Zhi raised his face: "I still want to ask you."

Han Min pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Grandpa stuffed things for you, I'll ask you later, come in first."

With that said, Han Shi pushed the wheelchair back.

Han Min asked again, "Where's grandpa?"

"Naping."

"it is good."

Han Min gave a "hush" to Han Pei, who covered his mouth and nodded.

And Han Shi turned his head to look at Liu Ting, and said hello: "You are here too."

Liu Tingwen smiled and nodded: "Yes."

He looked at the little nephew in Han Min's arms, his eyes were sad, and he wanted to speak.

When Han Shi saw it, he said to Han Pei, "Get off your second brother, and met your uncle."

Only then did Han Pei reluctantly let go of Han Min's hand, stood on the ground, bowed to Liu Ting, and called out childishly, "Uncle."

As if being hit by something, for an instant, Liu Ting's gaze was like water.

He nodded vigorously, responded, and asked again: "Can I hug you like your second brother?"

Han Pei pursed her lips, thought for a while, and looked at Han Min, wanting to ask for his opinion.

Han Min only said, "You decide for yourself."

Finally he said, "All right."

After getting permission, Liu Ting bent down and picked him up.

"Where's your mother? Take uncle to see your mother, okay?"

At that time, Han Pei was attracted by the cinnabar mole on the center of his brow, felt strange, and was about to reach out to touch it, but he didn't hear what Liu Ting asked him.

Han Min patted his hand, feigned anger and said, "Huh? What are you doing?"

Wanting to do bad things was caught, he smirked twice, and explained: "I look at uncle, he looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva."

These words attracted them all to look over, Liu Ting coughed twice: "The kid is just joking, don't take it seriously."

He originally had the meaning of a man and a woman, plus that little bit of cinnabar.

Han Min smiled and said, "It seems to be a bit similar." He turned to Han Pei: "But you can't say that, if he is Guanyin, you are the little boy under Guanyin's seat?"

He pushed his elder brother's wheelchair forward: "Run, I don't want to be a little fairy boy."

The plum tree in the courtyard had new leaves, and when he reached the front of the hall, Han Min pushed his wheelchair and ran into Lady Yuan who was hurriedly coming from the opposite corridor.Grandpa Han was taking a nap, they didn't dare to make noise, and Mrs. Yuan didn't hear any movement, she just went to the kitchen with a basket.

Suddenly bumping into Han Min, Han Min was also a little dazed, and called out in a small voice, "Mother."

She paused on the porch, calmed down, and then quickly stepped forward, pretending to be angry: "You still know to come back?"

Han Min folded his arms, put them in front of his body, and obediently moved to his mother's side: "Mother, your dear son, Min Min, is back."

For a while, Lady Yuan was angry and laughed, and seeing Liu Ting was there, she patted his head lightly: "You're still acting like a spoiled child in front of your Senior Brother Liu."

She looked at Liu Ting: "I'll call Yuniang to come out."

Liu Ting smiled: "Your Madam."

Han Min rubbed his head aggrievedly, and looked at his elder brother: "Brother?"

Mrs. Yuan snorted: "I haven't acted like a baby with my family in the past few months. Is it suffocating you? Talk to me and go make tea."

"Yes."

After finishing speaking, Lady Yuan turned to the inner house, while Han Min shook his sleeves and went to the kitchen to make tea.

Han Shi looked at his silly younger brother who was like a bird flying when he got home, he couldn't even walk well, jumping up and down, and looked at Liu Ting with eyes full of apology and gratitude.

"Sit down. He's giving you trouble."

"No, Brother Min is fine, it's just like this when he's at home."

"Grandpa is used to taking a nap at noon, and he will entertain you after he wakes up."

"It's all my family, don't bother."

Han Shi paused, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, but he said, "Long time no see."

Liu Ting was taken aback for a moment, but then he still smiled gently: "Yes, long time no see."

In the kitchen, Han Min put the kettle on the stove.While waiting for the water to boil, he carefully looked at the rice jar and vegetable basket at home.

The rice jar is five points full, and there are too many things in the basket.

He was relieved and remembered something again, opened the cupboard, and took out a small paper bag from it.

Inside was the ginseng he bought from the pharmacy, and made soup for Grandpa Han.

There was more than half of a pack of ginseng left, and he could tell at a glance that grandpa didn't eat much.

He put the ginseng back, and when he took out the tea pot, the water just boiled.

At this moment Lady Yuan also came in: "You go out and talk to them, mother is here to do it."

"No, it'll be fine soon."

Lady Yuan picked up the kettle and asked casually, "Is everything okay?"

"Well, everything is fine."

"Have you eaten yet? Mother fried an egg for you?"

"Ate."

All mothers in the world always ask these two sentences.

Han Min answered one by one, and then he carried the wooden tray and followed his mother out.

In the hall, the middle seat was empty, and Grandpa Han hadn't gotten up yet.Liu Ting hugged Han Pei and was talking to Yuniang, probably about family matters, Yuniang's eyes were slightly red.

He placed the teacup in front of everyone, then pushed his brother's wheelchair and walked down the corridor.

Han Shi glanced at him and said, "Liang is not idle."

Han Min sat down on the railing, lazily leaning against the pillar: "Yes."

"Always follow the Holy Majesty, he didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"No, he's fine. To be able to come here so quickly this time is because I borrowed two boats from him."

"Then when we go back, grandpa and I will thank him and give him money?"

"Yes, it will be deducted from my salary."

"That's good."

Han Shi raised his hand, pinched his face, and stroked his chin.

"The face is thin."

Han Min rubbed his face: "Where is it? I'm obviously a little fatter."

At this time, Wei Huan and Xiao Zizi who had placed the carriage also came in.

Han Min waved at them: "Here."

When Wei Huan saw Han Shi, his eyes lit up, and he ran forward quickly: "Brother Han."

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and before Han Shi's legs had an accident, he had given advice to him, so Wei Huan admired him very much.

Han Zhi nodded slightly: "Long time no see, why are you here?"

Wei Huan replied truthfully: "The Holy One sent me to escort Second Brother Han to Tongzhou."

"The Holy One sent someone?"

"Yes."

Han Shi saw at a glance that Xiao Zizi was an eunuch, and said, "Are you also sent by the Holy One?"

Xiao Zizi bent down and saluted: "Yes."

"Thank you."

Han Shi nodded, and looked at Han Min who was dumbfounded. He was making funny faces, teasing Han Pei who was a little far away.

Han Shi frowned, raised his hand and patted him: "Grandpa has been asleep for half an hour, go over and wake him up."

"it is good."

Han Min said a few more words to Wei Huan and Xiao Zizi, telling them not to restrain themselves, just be more casual.

He walked briskly down the corridor.

Wei Huan sat down beside Han Shi: "Brother Han, when I practiced the gun some time ago, there was a movement that always..."

Han Shi asked, "How does the Holy One treat brother Min?"

"Very good, the Holy One is very kind to Second Brother Han."

Han Shi looked at Xiao Zizi: "What do you think?"

Xiao Jizi also said: "The Holy Majesty is very kind to Mr. Han."

Suddenly having a bad feeling, Han Shi pressed the armrest of the wheelchair.

When Fu Xun was still King Ding last time, when he came to their house, Han Min was still hanging up couplets, so he made a move on Han Min, which was seen by Han Shi.

In the past few months, Han Min often wrote letters to his family.

When he wrote back, he often reminded Han Min that he should stay away from Fu Xun and keep the relationship between the monarch and his ministers.

Now it seems that Fu Xun really has ulterior motives, and there is no way to guard against it.

Han Shi clenched the armrest of the wheelchair.

On the other side, Han Min walked through the corridor and gently knocked on the door of Grandpa's room.

There was no answer, and he expected that grandpa was still asleep, so he gently opened the door and slipped in.

Grandpa Han was still sleeping on the couch, covered with a thin quilt.

Han Min walked to the couch, brought the small bench over, and sat in front of Grandpa, leaning his head on the pillow, facing the old man, and softly called, "Grandpa?"

He shouted softly, but Grandpa Han didn't hear him.

So Han Min cleared his throat and called again, "Old Hantou?"

Now Grandpa Han opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing the person clearly, he didn't care whether he was old or young, so he sat up suddenly: "You're back?"

Han Min also sat on the couch, next to Grandpa: "Grandpa, I'm back."

Grandpa Han put his arms around his shoulders: "I'm back, my Jiaojiao is back. Grandpa only dreamed that you were back, and it turned out that you really came back."

Han Min took advantage of the situation and leaned his head on his grandfather's shoulder: "Grandpa, I just went to the kitchen to have a look."

Grandpa Han didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

"That pack of ginseng, why did you use so little?"

Speak the most terrifying words in the softest tone.

Pretending not to hear, Grandpa Han pinched his chin and changed the subject: "Why have you lost so much weight? Your chin is even pointed."

"That package of ginseng..."

"Now that you are an official in the court, don't be as willful as before."

"Ginseng beard..."

Grandpa Han coughed and said, "What did you call just now? Old Han? From whom did you learn the same words?"

Han Min said confidently, "I learned from Eunuch Yang."

"I knew it was him, and it didn't take long for him to bring my good grandson to ruin."

"Eunuch Yang has come out of the palace now, and asked me to say hello to grandpa, and also told grandpa to go back quickly so that he can teach him how to read and write."

Grandpa Han snorted, but couldn't help laughing: "He's so old, what book does he study? He has served others for most of his life, so it's true to seize the time and let others serve you."

He thought for a while, then asked, "Where does he live now?"

"At the teacher's house. The teacher also asked me to say hello to grandpa, and let him go back to Yong'an City to discuss knowledge together."

"well."

Han Min dragged the clothes from the bed, shook them off, and helped Grandpa put them on.

One side said: "I have also reserved a room for Eunuch Yang in Yong'an's house, and I will let him come and live with me at that time."

Grandpa Han touched his temples with a smile: "Jiaojiao who wants to wear a crown is different, she has grown up."

"Don't put on a crown, don't put on a crown, I'm still waiting for grandpa to go back and preside over the Han family."

"Spoken nonsense again."

Grandpa Han lowered his head and tied his coat belt, and took the crutch from Han Min: "Did King Ding come back with you?"

Han Min walked around to the other side and helped him up: "Grandpa, have you forgotten? Prince Ding has ascended the throne."

Only then did he remember: "Oh, yes, King Ding can't come."

"This time my senior brother accompanied me, along with Wei Huan and Yang Mian."

"Your senior brother is safe. Wei Huan... grandpa also remembers, it is the black dolphin. That Yang..."

"It's Eunuch Yang's apprentice, a new friend."

Grandpa Han leaned on crutches and walked out of the room: "Go, go and have a look."

Han Min helped his grandfather out to meet everyone.

They drank a bowl of tea in the hall, and chatted for a while, understanding that they had traveled for so long, the Han family had already cleaned up the room, and asked them to rest for a while and get together again at dinner time.

Liu Ting and the others naturally went, and Han Min wanted to go back to his room, but his brother's wheelchair pinned down his clothes.

"Wait a minute, come to grandpa's room."

At this time, Grandpa Han also remembered, there is one more thing: "Yes, Brother Min, wait a moment."

Han Min still didn't know what to do, so he had no choice but to follow.

However, when grandpa and elder brother said this, he was very serious, and he was still wondering if he had done something wrong.

Back in his grandfather's room, Han Shi pushed the wheelchair forward and told him without looking back, "Close the door."

If it weren't for Han Zhi's inconvenient legs and feet at this time, Han Min would almost suspect that his brother would close the door and beat him.

He obeyed, closed the door, and moved over carefully.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Grandpa Han stood still in front of the bookshelf, leaning his crutches aside, removed the books on the shelf with both hands, and took out a wooden box.

Holding the wooden box, he walked to the desk, nodded again, and motioned for Han Min to sit down too.

As soon as Han Min sat down, the wooden box was placed in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and looked up at his grandfather and brother: "Let me open it? Is it a family heirloom from our family?"

Han Shi said, "Open it yourself first." Han Min lifted the lid of the wooden box, saw what was inside, and closed the box again with a bang.

There is a thick stack of bank notes.

He opened it again, blinked his eyes in disbelief, and exclaimed, "So our family...is so rich? I don't need to be an official anymore, do I?"

——You can also pay back the money owed to Fu Xun as soon as possible.

Han Shi frowned: "You don't know?"

"what?"

"After you left, we were afraid that your room would be moldy, so we planned to clean it for you. As a result, we found so many banknotes on your bed and in the books in front of the bed."

Han Min's eyes widened in surprise and he was speechless.

No wonder Han Pei said just now that his books and beds can make money, so it wasn't a child's nonsense.

Facing the questioning eyes of Grandpa and elder brother, Han Min said, "It must be some god or Buddha who saw us suffering so hard, so..."

Han Zhi said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, be lenient when you confess, and be strict when you resist."

Grandpa Han couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded his eldest grandson: "Brother Shi, don't be so fierce, you're scaring your younger brother."

"Yes, yes."

Han Min sat clinging to his grandfather again, and raised his eyebrows proudly at his elder brother.

Grandpa Han adopted a gentle strategy, touched his temples, and coaxed him softly: "Come on, Jiaojiao, tell Grandpa, how did you get the money?"

"But I don't know either."

He noticed that his elder brother was looking at him with questioning eyes, so he straightened his neck and said, "I really don't know, if I had all this money, it must have been stored in the box where I usually save money, so why would I stuff it randomly? "

Grandpa Han nodded: "Yes, Jiaojiao is right."

Han Zhi felt very helpless towards his grandfather's eccentricity.

Forget it, since Han Min just came back, it's normal for him to favor him a bit.

He asked, "Who has slept in your bed but yourself?"

Han Min thought for a while: "Brother Pei."

Han Zhi was silent.

Han Min hurriedly laughed and said, "Just kidding, it can't be Brother Pei."

He came down seriously and thought for a while: "There is a screen in my room, was it found on the bed outside, or was it inside?"

"Inside."

"But that bed inside, I don't sleep often myself."

At that time, he couldn't sleep at night, and in order to earn more money, he always wrote in front of the desk until very late, and slept on the desk for a while when he was sleepy.

I was so sleepy that I slept on the couch outside.

He hasn't slept in the bed in the past few years.

Suddenly I heard Han Shi say: "I see."

"Ok?"

"When the Holy Majesty was still King Ding, he came to our house once and stayed with us for one night, sleeping in your room."

Han Min opened the box again and took a look, then said in a daze, "So it was him?"

He vaguely remembered that when he was in Yong'an, Fu Xun seemed to have asked him about bank notes, but he didn't know about it at the time, so Fu Xun didn't continue.

Is it possible that this is what you are talking about?

He looked at the thick bank note: "It should be him, but it can only be him. Then... how much silver is there in total?"

"One piece is 100 taels, there are 27 in total, 700 taels."

Han Zhi's tone was flat, and the numbers he said frightened Han Min into confusion.

He wrote scripts, and he only had 800 taels of silver after writing five volumes.

Once Fu Xun came, he secretly stuffed him with 700 taels——

Han Min said weakly, "Maybe it's more than that."

Han Shi kept frowning: "Is he stuffing money elsewhere?"

"When I went to Liuzhou, he stuffed three of them into my bag. So the total was 3000 taels."

Enough for him to write several years of words.

Grandpa Han said: "Jiaojiao, the Holy Majesty is sympathetic to our family, but we can't take the money. Forget it if you didn't find it. Now that you have found it, return this box to him when you return to Yong'an."

Han Min nodded: "Yes, I think so too."

"This is for you."

"it is good."

"That's all right, you go and rest."

"I want to sleep in grandpa's room. Grandpa's quilt smells like books."

"Stupid, go."

Han Min stood up, saw his brother's serious face, and rubbed his face with his hand: "Brother, it's fine, I'll just go back."

Han Shi responded, "Well, go to sleep."

Han Min hung the clothes on the head of the bed, rolled onto the bed, hugged the quilt, and rolled to the inside.

Han Zhi looked at his foolish look, and suddenly thought, does their family owe Fu Xun too much?

The 3000 taels of silver bills have been returned, and there are still a lot of things, so what should I use to pay them back?

Han Min continued to be silly and stretched his arms and legs on the bed.

He slept better during the day, and the sunlight shone through the window paper and shone on the ground, making Han Min feel safe.

As soon as the sun went down and the daylight disappeared, he woke up immediately.

It happened that Han Pei came over and told him to get up.

The child who had gained a lot of weight threw himself on the bed, put his arms around his neck, and shook him: "Second brother, it's time to eat."

Han Min was still a little confused, he hummed a few words in response, then hugged him and stuffed him into the quilt as well.

"Little friend, come and sleep with the boss of Heifengzhai."

Han Pei blinked and blinked: "You are not from Heifengzhai, you are the second brother."

"I am." Han Min opened his almond-shaped eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to scratch the soft flesh on his waist, "How dare you disobey me, let me show you how powerful the boss is."

Han Pei hid, smiled, and waited for an opportunity to fight back, stretching out her short hands to scratch Han Min.

Naturally, Han Min held him down: "Hey, I can't touch it, I can't touch it..."

Lady Yuan knocked on the door outside: "Han Min, get up quickly. Brother Pei, what's the matter with you? I told you to call your second brother to get up, why haven't you come out for a long time?"

Han Min patted his face and replied solemnly, "Mother, I'm already up."

"Hurry up, the guests are waiting for you outside."

"it is good."

Han Min rolled over and sat up, and lifted Han Pei up as well.

There was a commotion, and the hair and clothes of the two were a little messy.

After tidying up quickly and tidying up Grandpa Han's bed, Han Min happily led Han Pei out.

Mrs. Cai Yuan said that the guests were waiting for him, but he went out to have a look——

Well, there is no one.

Even the dishes haven't been served yet.

It turns out that regardless of ancient or modern times, when your mother calls you to get up, her words are extremely exaggerated.

He hugged Han Pei and waited in the seat, and the two played hands boringly.

After comparing the size of his hands, Han Min grabbed Han Pei's hand again: "Make a fist." He turned his face sideways: "I'm going to eat my hand."

Xiao Zizi was originally a helper in the kitchen, but at this time he helped serve the dishes, Lady Yuan praised him, "It's so rare."

He smiled shyly: "I used to work in the Imperial Dining Room."

"No wonder, what a good boy."

On the other side, Han Pei's hand and Han Min's face were in front of each other, and their positions were staggered.

Han Min opened his mouth wide to scare Han Pei: "Oh!"

Lady Yuan was puzzled, she came back to her senses after a while, and said to Xiao Zizi: "I just laughed."

Xiao Jizi smiled and said, "Mr. Han is very lively at home."

After a while, everyone arrived.

After a long dinner, they cleaned up the table, drank a pot of tea, chatted for a while, and then everyone went back to their respective rooms.

The Han family is not big, and there are not many rooms, Liu Ting and the others share a room, and the three brothers of the Han family are crowded into Han Min's room.

This was exactly what Han Pei wanted. According to his idea, being able to squeeze together with his two older brothers was the best thing in the world.

After washing up, Han Min sat cross-legged next to his brother and helped him massage his legs.

"I haven't pressed it for a long time, and the technique is a bit rusty. Is this okay?"

"can."

Han Pei hugged Han Shi's arm, was drowsy, and managed to pull himself together, and said, "I also help elder brother rub his legs."

"Then the second elder brother will take you to buy candy tomorrow."

"Great."

After pressing a whole set of techniques, Han Min shook his hand: "It's fine."

He rushed forward and hugged Han Pei: "Come on, sleep with me tonight."

Han Min reached out and pulled the quilt, but before it was covered, Han Shi pulled the corner of his clothes and pointed to a dark figure outside the window.

"It seems that something is looking for you."

Han Min stared fixedly, let go of Han Pei, got off the bed, and dragged his shoes over.

Opening the window, it turned out to be a goshawk.

It's not carrot head, it's from Yong'an City Xinfei.

He took off the small bamboo tube from the goshawk's feet and opened the note.

It's Fu Xun's words, a total of two lines, very simple.

——Is it safe?

--Reply to my message.

Han Min held the note in the palm of his hand, and the eagle was also waiting outside the window, and he must bring something before he would go back.

He walked back into the room, and Han Shi asked, "A letter from the Holy Majesty?"

"Yes, I'll write him back. Brother, you and Peggy should go to bed first."

Han Min thought for a while, picked up his pen and was about to go out.

Han Zhi's expression was serious: "You still want to go out to write? I couldn't see it at first, and you still want to avoid me?"

"This……"

He didn't know how to explain it, he just felt that his brother was here, so he didn't know how to write it.

Han Zhi continued: "Brother Min, I think you are very dangerous."

Han Min was taken aback, and asked back, "Brother Shi, why did you say that?"

"I told Liu Xizhou about this matter this afternoon, and he also felt that something was wrong. Do you know how I tamed wild animals when I used to hunt in the hunting grounds?"

"Huh? What's this about taming wild animals?"

"Picture slowly, seduce slowly."

"so what?"

Han Zhi said decisively: "You are very dangerous."

Han Min didn't understand what his brother was talking about at all, so he was going to mess around and write a reply to Fu Xun first.

"Ah, how bright the stars are today! Ah, how good my brother is! Brother, just let me go out for a while, and I will be back soon, and I will talk about hunting when I come back."

Han Zhi couldn't chase him again, so he could only watch him run away, and ran to write a letter to Fu Xun.

Danger warning!

The author has something to say: Wen Yan reminded Liu Ting, and Liu Ting reminded Han Shi

Brother: My cabbage has long legs and ran away

Old Fu: (Lying on the bed waiting for a reply) On the nth day after my wife left, I miss him, miss him