Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"My lord, you are too treacherous. It is clear that I want to solve it. In the end, you have all the secrets to yourself. It's not fair."

On the way back, Jun Ziyou flipped through the ledger, chattering endlessly.Xiao Beicheng got tired of hearing it, and finally reluctantly opened one eye, and stared at this ignorant bastard.

"Fair? When did you learn to be fair with me?"

"It seems to be such a reason, but don't monopolize it, I want to know too."

"Compared to this, what you should worry about is how to explain your resurrection to the emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty when you return to the capital. If you feel that you can't argue with it, you might as well follow my king's suggestion and buy a house outside the city. Live in seclusion, if you have nothing to do on weekdays, this king will go to accompany you, so don't follow them and mud."

These words are contradictory to what he said earlier, how could someone as shrewd as Junziyou not be able to guess that it was Steward Liu's notification that day that made him change his mind.

It seems that something has indeed happened in the capital.

"Did Jiang Linyuan inform you of something?"

Xiao Beicheng remained silent, and this attitude was equivalent to acquiescing to his guess.

At this time, Junziyou was still kept in the dark, and he didn't guess what the truth was, even if Xiao Beicheng was worrying too much, he didn't talk to him much all the way, and he was still fierce at night, but caring for each other during the day speechless.

The further north you go, the colder the weather will be. Gentleman You don't like to wear thick clothes, so Xiao Beicheng can only order Steward Liu to burn more charcoal braziers in the carriage.When the latter brought things in, he saw two people sitting on one side, one on the other, and the other on the west. One was smoking a cigarette and looking out at the sky, and the other was studying books by lighting a lamp and boiling oil. It really seemed like a couple quarreling.

Steward Liu got out of the carriage, sat on the side of the carriage and hugged Shen Ci's shoulders, took out a piece of white silver from his bosom, and asked, "Would you like to gamble for something?"

Shen Ci was still thinking about Su Jin in his heart, and he let out a dazed "hmm" out of his mind.Butler Liu said again: "I guess their discordant behavior must be a play for us to see. Now that no one is present, they might not know how to love each other."

"Butler, why are you suddenly gossiping, it's not like your temper."

"It's not gossip, it's about caring about the master's private life. Do you feel that our prince seems to have changed a lot since the husband came back?"

"Changed...is there?"

Shen Ci looked back in doubt, but Steward Liu held his head down.

The man patted him on the back with a sinister smile, "You can't cheat, if you can't even guess this little thing, how can you please girls in the future."

Hearing what he said, Shen Ci also became stubborn, gritted his teeth, took out the broken silver hidden in his boots, and slapped it hard in front of him, "I guess the lord must be angry with you, you have to let me down first." Only when the price is used to coax him, the prince can calm down."

"Tsk tsk, then I'll count one, two, three, let's lift the curtain together."

After finishing speaking, Steward Liu stretched out a finger.

When he counted to three, Shen Ci lifted up the heavy curtain very honestly, and put his head in to look in, while Steward Liu resolutely wrapped the scarf tighter, for fear that his master would kill someone later. to himself, splashing blood all over his body.

At the same time, he was counting silently in his heart. Just after reaching "two", Shen Ci let out a scream, retracted his head, covered his nose with his hands, and blood was still oozing between his fingers.

Steward Liu pretended to be concerned, looked at his injuries, took a handkerchief to wipe away his nosebleeds, and said with a feigned concern: "Oh, what did you get beaten up for? Your lord is really serious..."

"What else can it be, ashtray! You dog housekeeper, you actually betrayed me!!"

"Hey, don't say it so harshly. I haven't healed the injury on my body, and I'm a step slower. I didn't deliberately want you to be beaten. Tell me, what did you see just now?"

Shen Ci was also innocent, so he was easily fooled by him. He pressed the nostrils that were still bleeding out with a handkerchief, and said in a jerk, "See, my lord..."

"Hmm, what's wrong, my lord?"

"And sir..."

"What are your lord and sir doing?"

Shen Ci freed up a hand to point to his leg, "I saw that Mr. was wearing a knee-length underwear without any pants. The prince was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he lifted up his clothes and asked him to put his cold feet on the ground. Put it in your belly to warm, this... is true love, right?"

"It's true love."

Complacent, Steward Liu spread out his palms and waved them in front of Shen Ci, who reluctantly confessed the money he had saved from his teeth.

There were not many disturbances along the way, until it was about to enter Beijing, Jun Ziyou remembered that he hadn’t seen Xiao Hei for so many days, and searched the convoy from the beginning to the end, only to find that it was nestled in Jiang Yanqing’s car In the corner, there was still a pile of white and fluffy things. When I got closer, I realized that it was a cat with a bulging belly.

"You brat, you actually married a daughter-in-law outside behind my back. It's not like I can't afford the gift money for your marriage proposal. As for being so sneaky..."

Jun Ziyou raised his hand to touch the white cat's head, but the little thing was very vigilant, and hit his paw on the back of his hand, and four bloodstains appeared immediately.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei immediately puffed up his hair all over his body, and let out a whimper in a different tone from his throat, protecting the gentleman in front of him, as if he was protecting the master.

He also persuaded: "Hey, it's just a scratch. It doesn't hurt or itch. You can't hit your wife, Xiao Hei."

Seeing that Xiao Hei was angry, the little white cat softened, swam around the gentleman, lowered its head, moved to his feet, rubbed his legs, and recognized him as its master.

Jun Ziyou picked up the white cat and scratched its chin, "It's just right, you will be called Xiaobai from now on."

At this time, Xiao Beicheng wanted to hint at him, so he came forward and hugged Xiao Hei, stroked its shiny black fur, and asked, "You said that these two cats, one black and one white, gave birth to cubs?" What will it be like?"

"Maybe it's a black and white tabby cat, or maybe it's a dirty gray cat, or maybe it's black or white just like its parents."

"Is it possible that two kittens will be born that are exactly the same, so that people can't tell which one is which?"

"It's possible, why ask?"

Xiao Beicheng's eyes dodged, and he only said something ambiguous: "It's nothing..." He put down Xiao Hei and left, leaving the gentleman in a daze.

But he was also clever, guessing that the person wanted to remind him of something, but he couldn't say it clearly, after thinking about it, it was nothing more than a possibility.

It was the elder brother who grew up with him since he was a child, who looked alike, and who should have passed away many years ago, but now he disappeared.

Is it possible...

Jun Ziyou didn't dare to think deeply, he just felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.From when he happened to be rescued by Xiao Beicheng, to discovering the handwriting left by his father, to discovering that there was no remains of Jun Zi'an in the ancestral grave.Everything seemed to be carefully arranged by someone, but he was trapped in it without knowing it, and he was played by others from the beginning to the end. He was just a clown who couldn't help himself.

He tapped the little white cat's forehead with his fingertips, and murmured, "Father, what the hell am I doing all this for..."

Facts have proved that Jun Ziyou is indeed a person who is so confident that he has a little conceit. Although he understands that Xiao Beicheng's method is the best way for him to avoid disputes, the rest of his life he pursues is not to raise flowers and cats in a mansion, and to live with him. With the one he loves holding his hand, Changan is happy to grow old, but he stirs up the situation in this capital and fulfills the greatest value of his life in the world.

The consequence of this is that on the night of returning to the capital, King Jin was confronted by thousands of troops guarding the imperial capital without any suspense.

The chariot drove to the gate of the city, but there was no answer for a long time when Shen Temple knocked on the door, so he took out the token of King Jin's mansion and reported to himself, "King Jin returns to Beijing, and the Chiya Guard quickly opened the city gate. King Jin returned to Beijing, Chiya Guard quickly open the city gate!"

Not to mention it was a good thing, when the soldiers guarding the city heard that it was King Jin, they all became vigilant, and the city wall immediately ignited small fires, but it was the archers pointing at the chariots with their arrows pointing at them.

This battle has obviously been waiting here for a long time, Shen Ci felt that something was wrong, and immediately notified Xiao Beicheng, but the two who learned of the outside situation actually played leisurely in the carriage, ignoring that the knife was already on their necks, Still pushing cups and changing cups, and being courteous to each other.

Seeing their reaction like this, Shen Ci finally became anxious, and quickly blocked their chessboard with his hands, insisting on attracting their eyes to him.

"My lord, sir! Now I am in a dilemma, my life is almost gone, how can you be so leisurely!"

Xiao Beicheng tapped his forehead with a cigarette stick, "You little idiot, do you understand that the one who is anxious first loses? The calmer you are, the more panicked the other party will be because they can't figure out your details. Don't worry, don't worry. Unfortunately, this king is also the Jin king of Dayuan, before the emperor decides to kill this king, he will definitely meet with this king."

Jun Ziyou also echoed this, "Don't care about the battle outside, even the heavenly soldiers and generals, don't dare to act rashly if they don't know the situation here. If they dare to shoot arrows indiscriminately, it is a serious crime to murder the prince. Since the opponent If we are not allowed to enter, let him take the initiative to come to us, such a simple truth should be learned."

The two looked at each other, and they knew that the other party had the same thoughts as themselves, and sent Shen Ci out to confront him, while he drank cups of tea as if nothing had happened.

However, it didn't take long to entertain, when there was movement outside, Shen Ci scratched his head while coming in to send a message, obviously he didn't understand the situation.

He said: "My lord, the gate of the city has opened, and the archers on the wall have also retreated. Does this mean that we are asked to enter?"

"Please enter the urn... What a big show."

Xiao Beicheng drank the last sip of tea in the cup, and stretched out his hand to Junziyou.

The man kicked his legs, with the intention of letting go, Xiao Beicheng gently pinched his cheek, and said scoldingly: "Don't expect me to clean up the trouble you caused yourself."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again, and seeing that he refused, he clasped his fingers together and held his paw forcibly.

"Please, our omnipotent Jun San asks Shaoqing."

The author has something to say: I will soon know what kind of turmoil is going on in the capital, and I am really a little excited~ Thank you for reading the article~