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Undoubtedly, Feng Huansen took a fancy to the value of the emperor's grandson, and wanted to bet on the fate of the emperor's grandson with a small gain.

The so-called one emperor and one courtier, the emperor is getting old day by day, and sooner or later he will die.If he dies, the little emperor's grandson will take over in the future, and the person in front of him will be the emperor's grandson's grand tutor, so he will naturally be able to firmly hold on to power as he is now.For other princes, they don't have such a huge and attractive Conglong Gonggong.

Shu Dian looked at Feng Huansen's back together, as if suddenly enlightened, he murmured to himself: "If there is no accident, the emperor's grandson will become a grandson next. If things go well..." The voice was not too loud, just enough to send into Feng Huansen's ears.

She didn't finish her words, but the meaning was already revealed, like a fishing hook, leading Feng Huansen to confide her thoughts step by step, without letting him discover her intentions.

What Feng Huansen plans has nothing to do with her, but if Huangsun can get his help, it will be like a tiger with wings added.

"You are becoming more and more good at being an official." Feng Huansen thought he had seen her ambition, and praised her in a vague way.

The wind direction in the palace may change at any time, and only those who can catch the wind direction with a clear eye can keep their status unchanged.

He asked again: "Then do you know how big the risk is?"

Shu Dianhe lowered his head to look like an honest student, and said, "Dianhe listens to my uncle."

Feng Huansen nodded slightly, and knew current affairs, so he finally didn't forget his duty.Regarding the matter of the emperor's grandson, he had his own measure, so he stopped talking with Shu Dian.

He held his breath and lowered his eyes slightly, and asked, "How's your parents' affairs going?"

Shu Dianhe had been prepared for a long time, and sighed silently: "There is no result."

Feng Huansen expected that her investigation would have today's results.The matter of Shu Harajuku was originally a case without beginning and end, without any grievances, how could it be possible for her to find out why and reverse the case?It's just that I haven't seen Shu Dianhe have any movement about his life experience, so I have this temptation.

At the beginning, he did not expect that the emperor would choose a fake dragon and phoenix to be his son-in-law among more than 100 Jinshi.If he had known earlier, there might still be room for things to turn around, but at that time the emperor had already made up his mind, and he couldn't allow him to say no, so the situation like a joke in front of him came into being.

He looked up at the sea of ​​clouds churning in the sky, maybe it was God's will.

"Then what are you going to do next?" The fishing line went up and down on the lake, like two gladiators sawing each other.

Shu Dianhe remained silent, as if he hadn't figured out his way out yet.

Feng Huansen didn't wait for a long time for a response, and took the initiative to tap: "The old man wants to remind you, no matter whether you and the princess are deeply in love with each other or not, don't forget whether you are a man or a woman."

Shu Dianhe sighed, did not show any nostalgia for his current status, and said: "The students will find a suitable time to leave."

Feng Huansen didn't say yes or no, forgive her biggest secret, which is still firmly in his hands, and he can't turn the world around, and it doesn't matter what she does behind her back or how she deals with the princess.

How did he know that the person beside him who he thought was still a marionette he could play with at will had already escaped his control and had his own thinking.

When Shu Dianhe left, just as he walked to the corridor of the heavy door, an abrupt female voice came through the air: "Feng Shouzhuo, stop!"

Before he had time to turn around to see what was going on, he felt a gust of wind blowing, and a figure running hurriedly tripped over the raised steps, and fell down in front of him with a plop.

Enduring the severe pain in his knees, Feng Zheng hurriedly got up from the ground, just in time to meet Shu Dianhe's slightly surprised eyes.

He was startled, and said in amazement: "Dianhe, why are you here?"

"I should be asking you this." Shu Dianhe stretched out a hand and pulled him up from the ground.

His most embarrassing appearance was seen by his friends, even Feng Zheng, who was as thick as a city wall, couldn't restrain his blushing.

He straightened his crooked hair crown due to violent running, straightened his back, and said grandly: "There is a good wife in the family, so this is the end..."

"Didn't you say that you have already surrendered to General Su?" Shu Dianhe looked at him narrowly, only to see that Feng Zheng was disheveled, his robe was torn in several places, and the traces seemed to be pulled out by a whip.

"You were young and frivolous at the time..." Feng Zheng coughed twice in embarrassment, and was about to explain, but unexpectedly, there was another roar of Su Wenning behind him, and there was the faint whistling of whips, which frightened him, and he quickly grabbed Shu Dianhe's wrist , with a dignified expression: "What's the matter, let's talk about it after I escape." After speaking, he took Shu Dian and ran together.

After going around and around a few small courtyards, gradually hearing the sound of Su Wenning following up, Feng Zhengcai stopped panting, and sat down on the bluestone beside him.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous!" He wiped the hot sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and reconfirmed that his wife did not catch up.

"What's going on?" Shu Dianhe couldn't laugh or cry, the couple was very interesting.

Feng Zheng took another breath, calmed his violently rising and falling chest, and said, "It's a long story..."

"Let's make a long story short." Shu Dianhe didn't want to hear him babble non-stop.

Feng Zheng choked, hesitated for a long time, and said without confidence: "It's me... I went to Hongxiu Zhao to listen to the music, and Wenning found out... So she..."

"Are you alone?" Shu Dianhe asked with a dumb smile.

Feng Zheng was ashamed by her smile, his face was as red as boiled shrimp, and he hurriedly clarified: "No! I went with my colleagues from the Ministry of Punishment! I didn't do anything!"

Seeing Shu Dianhe's expression of disbelief, he was about to swear with his fingers up that if he disobeyed his wife, he would be hit with a thunderbolt.

"If you really have such sincerity, you should send it to Mrs. Sister-in-law instead of telling me." Shu Dianhe pressed his finger and said.

Feng Zheng hadn't figured out how to appease Su Wenning yet, so he withdrew his hands angrily, and muttered: "Last time I laughed at your princess and ran away from home because of jealousy. Now it's my turn, but I realize that women are naturally sensitive and run away from everything." But their eyes." He just sat in Hongxiu Zhao for half an hour, drank some wine, and couldn't figure out how to ask Ning how he found out.

Shu Dianhe, who was brought in by the word "woman", raised his brows.

After covering up his scandal, Feng Zheng changed the subject and said, "However, Mr. Xue's pipa is really wonderful. After listening to it with you last time, I can't forget it for a long time. We will go this time, too. I ran to her pipa sound... that's right!"

"Even if you don't come today, I have to find you." He suddenly remembered something, reached out and took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to Shu Dianhe and said, "This is what Xue Jun asked me to bring to you." , She originally wanted to find a servant to send it to you, but it was inappropriate no matter how she thought about it, so she happened to meet me."

After Shu Dianhe received the letter, she didn't open it right away. The only thing she had contact with Xue Xiaoyu was about Shu Harajuku. Could this letter be related to Shu Harajuku and her own life experience?

She asked, "Did Aunt Xue say anything?"

Feng Zheng scratched the back of his head, and said: "She said that if there is a chance, she still wants you to go to the red sleeve..."

The red sleeve move...that is an embarrassing place after all, if Xuancheng finds out once... Shu Dianhe looked embarrassed, pondered and said: "It seems that brother Shou Zhuo has to accompany me again."

Feng Zheng waved his hands quickly when he heard this, turned sideways on the bluestone, touched his neck and said, "I won't go, you go by yourself, I still want my life."

Then no matter how Shu Dianhe used the aggressive method, it was like an iron bull entering the sea, Feng Zheng shook his head and refused.

Shu Dianhe had no choice but to find another idea.

The surrounding bamboo forests were silent, and the sound of running water was occasionally heard, and a faint smell of decocted herbs wafted from nowhere, Shu Dianhe was taken aback, and asked Feng Zhengdao: "Is someone sick in the house?"

Feng Zheng also smelled it later, looked around, identified his current location, and suddenly realized: "There is a bamboo grass hall near here, it should be my third sister who is drumming her medicinal herbs again there."

He shook his head and said, "My third younger sister is the one you saw last time. I don't know when she became obsessed with the technique of Qihuang. Now she doesn't do embroidery anymore. She plays with those medical books and herbs every day. Mother is pissed off."

When Shu Dianhe heard this, he frowned: "Isn't it good that practicing medicine can save the world and help others?"

"It's not bad, it's just because she's already married the third son of the Shangshu family. My mother hopes that she can learn more about how to run a family in the past two years, so that she won't be picked on by others after she enters her in-law's house."

Feng Zheng said so on the lips, but secretly clenched his fists.What kind of family dares to dislike the prime minister's daughter, but if his sister suffers a little grievance, he will definitely hit the other party's family.He can't, but her sister-in-law can too, which seems to be a bit of an act of violence.

After all, it's someone's family business, it's not easy for Shu Dianhe to find out too much, so he nodded.

Feng Zheng said with regret: "My younger sister has been smart and agile since she was a child, and her articles are often better than mine. If Sheng was a man, she might be able to win the Sanyuan like you."

Shu Dianhe didn't know how to answer, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "The talent that Lingmei possesses belongs to her, what does it have to do with men and women."

"But this world makes a woman's identity a kind of shackle, and people are trapped in it for a lifetime." Feng Zheng added a sentence for her, which made people cry from the bottom of their hearts for the injustice of the world to women.

Shu Dianhe kept silent.

"It's a pity." Feng Zheng glanced at her, imitating his father, grabbing his unnecessary beard on his chin and sighing.

"What a pity?"

Feng Zheng clicked his tongue, and while there was no one else around, he joked unscrupulously: "It's a pity that Shu Gong is such a good person, but he can't be my brother-in-law." If Dianhe is his brother-in-law, he doesn't have to be afraid of being bullied by his sister's in-laws. His sister is gone.

Shu Dianhe stared at him, and said: "If the princess hears what you say, do you believe that she will break your dog's legs?" When talking about the princess, the corners of his mouth will turn up.

Feng Zheng stepped aside quickly: "It's all as if I didn't say anything."

Shu Dianhe carefully smelled the smell of decoction floating in the air. Familiarity with the medicinal materials allowed her to detect a slight defect in the decocting prescription, and said: "The medicine your sister boiled is still not enough. A blind medicine."

Feng Zheng looked at her in surprise, he could smell it, and asked, "Are you going to take a look?"

Shu Dianhe might as well want to take a look. Feng Zheng stood up from the bluestone, took Shu Dianhe's flowers and brushed the willows, walked through the bamboo forest, and came to the bamboo thatched hall in the middle of the bamboo forest...

The author has something to say: No way, no way, sir, do you really want to write two hundred chapters?I don't want it!