overbearing

Du Yuan wanted to salute Zhou Jirong. Zhou Jirong played around all day long when he was a child, and when he couldn't really ride a horse, he often used this old man as a horse to ride, and he received a lot of care and love from the other party. At this time, he didn't dare to trust him. courtesy.

Du Yuan didn't give in, and stood up immediately.Taking this opportunity, he looked at Zhou Jirong.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but after looking closely, Du Yuan couldn't help but change his face.

Although Fang Zhen loyally yelled a reminder, Chief Ben Du came too fast, and Bai Tingyu only had time to put his hand off Zhou Jirong's forehead, and the two were still very close.

Zhou Jirong's skin is fair and delicate, and his facial features are exquisite and gorgeous. He usually has a fierce aura, and his bright eyebrows and eyes abruptly bring out a bit of murderous aura.[-] But today he was sick and busy, he didn't have time to eat, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his complexion was really bad.

From Du Bo's point of view, he has a miserable appearance that can be described as pale and lacking in energy, and against his outstanding facial features, it makes people feel a bit pitiful and weak.

Director Du has lived most of his life. He has been in Beijing for a long time since he was a child, and he has seen many private affairs. In addition, the emperor repeatedly mentioned Zhou Hu's matter before he came here.This is the situation when we meet at this time, and the turbulent waves are rising in my heart at the moment, my thoughts slipped uncontrollably to certain directions, and seeing the bowl of porridge on the table that Zhou Jirong hadn't had time to touch seems to confirm his identity Some kind of terrible guess in my heart.

Looking at Bai Tingyu standing with his hands down, he immediately felt that this was a villain like a treacherous jester, who even wanted to eat him.

But Mr. Du has seen a lot of worlds, and in front of Zhou Jirong, he still doesn't think so much about the rosary. Although he wants to kill Bai Tingyu, he doesn't show it on his face, but he doesn't itch when he looks at Bai Tingyu , with a hint of hostility.

Zhou Jirong pretended not to know, and ordered nonchalantly, "Xiaobai, let me serve you tea."

He dismissed Bai Tingyu, then smiled at Director Du and said, Du Bo, you have worked hard all the way, please sit down.My brother is also really, let you come all the way here.Younger people should do errands, come on, come on, have you eaten yet?It's fine if I didn't eat it, and I didn't eat it either...

Director Du watched him dismiss Bai Tingyu coldly, so he didn't understand Zhou Jirong's intention to let the villain stay away for the time being.Seeing Zhou Jirong defending the other party, he felt more and more worried and moved.

He watched the old Hou Ye get married, watched the two brothers being born, and watched how Zhou Jiyao worked so hard to bring up this naughty little brother, and finally grew into the handsome man he is today. Actually...

Director Du actually treats these two brothers as his own children in his heart. Looking at Zhou Jirong's appearance at this time, it is like seeing the juicy and tender cabbages grown with hard work, just because the fence was not closed properly for a while. As if being stung by a wild boar of unknown origin, I couldn't help feeling sad, and couldn't help but choked up a little in my voice: "Little master, it's all because the old servant came a step late... for making you suffer... ..."

Zhou Jirong was caught off guard by his reaction.I thought to myself that I have been wandering around on the grassland on horseback for the past two months, not to mention that you came here not too late, even if it is ten days and a half in the morning, you still can't see my face.Besides, you should have come with the birthday congratulatory gift sent by your brother a few days ago, so you must have arrived in Hanzhou long ago.

Besides, I have suffered a lot. Although the living conditions on the grassland in the past two months are a bit rough, he is already used to this kind of experience. Besides, there are people beside me who are connected with him, and they can be with each other life and death. I feel that although the world is vast, there is no place that I can't go to, let alone some new tricks that he occasionally wants to do. Bai Tingyu can seldom refuse, and most of them obey him. Satisfaction is simply not enough for outsiders to understand.

Zhou Jirong had no choice but to say: "No, no, it's just in time for dinner!" He vaguely skipped a question that was difficult to answer, and enthusiastically said: "Have you had lunch? Do you like porridge? Let someone add it to you." a bowl?"

Director Du politely rejected his messy good intentions, looked at Zhou Rong with a worried expression, and a little heartbroken, and retreated from the left and right entourages, then lowered his voice and said: "Little prince, are you okay? No... find a doctor to look at it for you?"

Except for being a little tired, Zhou Jirong really didn't feel any discomfort there, but he was so busy that he hadn't eaten yet, so it's normal to feel tired. While thinking about why Lao Tzu's face is so ugly, he didn't feel the need to mobilize the crowd .He rubbed his face and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's probably because I've been a little overworked these two days. I'll just rest for two days."

Director Du's expression was dark, and he naturally didn't believe his words of being overworked. He just thought that he should have been "overworked". However, seeing that Zhou Jirong refused to invite a doctor, it was really disgraceful and it was not easy to force it.Furthermore, when he came, he was not accompanied by an imperial physician, and he did not know the details of the local husband, so if he met someone who was not strict, it would not be appropriate to spread any rumors.

However, Zhou Jirong was a little terrified by the unspeakable expression he found on his face, and he snorted dryly: "By the way, Du Bo, didn't you come to issue the decree? Where is the decree?"

A few days ago, the imperial decree bestowed on him a birthday congratulatory ceremony. When Zhou Jirong arrived in Hanzhou, Zhou Jirong was not there, so his confidant who stayed in Hanzhou took it for him. At this time, Director Du brought the emperor's oral order, which was simple.

'Brother misses you, come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival. '

He privately transferred Bai Tingyu back to his side, burned the imperial decree to intimidate the messenger, ignored the woman his brother gave him and was too lazy to give it away, cleaned up the eyes and ears that his brother had placed beside him, etc. He knew all these things Ming couldn't hide it from his elder brother, but his elder brother didn't say anything about breaking Zhou Jirong's feet, Zhou Jirong couldn't believe it.

He was a little embarrassed, and after a moment of stupefaction, he asked cautiously: "My brother just said that? Nothing else? He's not angry?" I don't think I really want to interrupt my dog's leg...

Naturally, there is anger, and even this dictation has several appearances over and over again, from violent scolding to earnest persuasion, this sentence is just one of them, but Mr. Du weighed it, it is not necessary Tell Zhou Jirong all those words.This guy is not a good-tempered one either, he can't listen to what he tells the truth, or he can't listen to it.I just picked the one that I thought was right.

At this moment when Zhou Jirong asked, Mr. Du shook his head calmly.

He is mature enough to know that sometimes talking too much may not be more useful than a sentence that points directly to people's hearts.