Hand over the jade seal first [Infrastructure]

Yuan Jia asked blankly, "Then... if not... what is it?"

Yuan Ke asked back: "Will you directly launch a national war for a mere subordinate?"

Yuan Jia said in a low voice, "I... think the two of them may have an unusual relationship."

As for why it was not ordinary, he felt that if a beauty like Xiao Wen was by his side, he might not be able to bear it.

Yuan Ke squinted his eyes: "The love between children is not worth making Xiao Xuexing so angry. This Xiao Wen must have something special."

Yuan Jia thought about it carefully and said uncertainly: "But when I first met him, he was really down and out. Could it be that he was just pretending? It wouldn't make sense if he said it was for the sake of getting close to him."

At that time, Yuan Jia was nothing, and being able to become King of Guangyang was also a coincidence.

Yuan Ke squinted his eyes and suddenly asked: "You said... Could he be Xiao Xuexing's illegitimate son?"

Yuan Jia was shocked: "Your Majesty... this... this is impossible, Xiao Xuexing is young and promising, how old is he? Xiao Wen is not young now, no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be."

Yuan Ke asked back: "Do you know Xiao Xuexing's age?"

Yuan Jia choked, although future generations will have records of the birth and death years of famous people in history, but they are all based on historical records. These days, the birthdays of high-ranking officials and nobles are generally known by those who interact with each other, and they will not easily Give way.

After all, things like witchcraft will use the date of birth to make a fuss.

Yuan Jia thought for a while and said uncertainly, "But... this..."

Yuan Ke said: "According to Xiao Xuexing's experience, he shouldn't be too young, otherwise... I'm afraid that it would be possible for him to participate in politics at the age of thirteen or fourteen."

Yuan Jia subconsciously felt that it was impossible. Even if he was able to have a half-job at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he would be a handyman for the bosses, no matter how high he came from.

Being able to become a county magistrate in his 30s is considered young and promising, and being able to become a governor in his 50s is a promising prospect.

No matter when, the promotion of officials is based on seniority, except in troubled times.

But although Qi State's political situation is turbulent, it has not collapsed directly. It is impossible for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child to gain power.

But in fact...Xiao Xuexing still doesn't follow the usual path. It's not true that he has authority, but he has been by Xiao Yu's side all the time. He looks like a handyman, but he has more military achievements than anyone else.

When he was about the same age, after the eligibility examination for entering an official position, he was suitable for everything except his age, and Xiao Yu liked him again, and he refused to treat his adopted son badly, treating him almost as his own son.

It is inappropriate to use the promotion process of ordinary people to apply to him.

Yuan Ke's analysis was wrong, but it was very reasonable: "If my deduction is not wrong, he should be nearly forty now, and if he is not forty, he must be at least thirty-five. Do you still think it is impossible?"

Yuan Jia was dumbfounded: "Then... before that..."

Yuan Ke said: "Xiao Wen's surname was Xiao at that time. Obviously his mother was also surnamed Xiao. It is not surprising that Xiao Xuexing was adopted by Xiao Yu as a adopted son since he was a child. Maybe his mother was still a princess. Luan usurped the throne, and Xiao Yu's direct lineage, both male and female, was almost killed, so it is normal for Xiao Wen to live among the people."

Yuan Jia followed Yuan Ke's train of thought for a while and said, "That's...he was indeed downcast at the beginning, but Xiao Xuexing recognized him later?"

"Maybe I recognized it or I didn't. We haven't heard any news here, but this identity shouldn't be a problem. Just look at these two words." Yuan Ke handed over the list written by Xiao Zirong together with another document. Yuan Jia.

Yuan Jia looked down and was a little surprised after careful identification: "The characters are very similar, but slightly different."

"It's just that the strokes are different. You can tell at a glance that they are from the same source. This copy is written by Xiao Xuexing."

Yuan Jia was speechless: "That makes sense."

Yuan Ke gave him the list and said: "Go and find all these and send them here. I want to see what is the use of Xiao Xuexing sending him here?"

So far, Xiao Zirong seems to have nothing to do, as if he really just came to do business.

Yuan Ke was indeed attracted by his beauty at the beginning, but the more he saw Xiao Zirong, the more strange he felt, the other's behavior... didn't look like a businessman with a low status.

Now that he has analyzed his "new identity", he will naturally not let him go. Yuan Ke also wants to use "Xiao Xuexing's son" to do something.

Yuan Ke successfully used his brain hole to bring Yuan Jia into the ditch. Following this line of thought, the more he thought about it, the better he would be.

Yuan Jia looked at the list in his hand and asked, "Then what does His Majesty think... what purpose does he have?"

Yuan Ke didn't speak. He felt that Xiao Xuexing might have known what he was doing secretly recently, but this matter has not been handled by anyone now, or it is his confidant who did it, and it should not appear in it. Traitor, how did Xiao Xuexing know?

If it wasn't for this matter, it wouldn't be worth Xiao Xuexing sending her son out.

Xiao Zirong never thought that writing a list would prove that he is Xiao Xuexing's son. When he heard Mu Lin's question, he felt that the beating would only last for a month after he returned. .

He was completely stunned when he heard it: "What?"

Mu Lin shook his foot and said, "I heard what my brother said, is it true?"

Xiao Zirong closed her eyes: "What do you think? If I want to have that status, I still need to come here to sell things and do business in person?"

Although he didn't intend to sell things, he came more to survey the geography, especially the seaside situation. No one else can do this, because no one else knows what he thinks or what kind of ship he wants to build. , if the information is brought back according to the current situation of the building ship, it will cause information deviation. When the ship is built, it will be a joke if it is directly stranded here?

Mu Lin curled his lips and said, "I know you don't believe me, and you won't tell me the truth. Anyway, I'll tell you. Your Majesty said this. Your words are almost the same as Xiao Xuexing's. Be careful yourself."

Xiao Zirong now really wants to open Yuan Ke's head to see what is in his mind.

But the font... His characters were taught by Xiao Xuexing, so can it be different?

He didn't practice well and didn't try to form his own style. Instead, he thought Xiao Xue's calligraphy was pretty, so he just did it.

Don't you think there is something wrong with Yuan Ke identifying him as Xiao Xuexing's son with just one handwriting?

But he finally understood why Yuan Ke was so restrained. According to his understanding of this kind of person, he should not know what respect is. At first, he might restrain his impulse because of the novelty, but after so many days, the other party has been Forbearance, I always feel that something is wrong.

Now it seems that Yuan Ke wants to know more from him.

It's okay, after knowing that he has more significance to Yuan Ke, Xiao Zirong is relieved, at least he has more time to tinker.

And he wants so many things, Yuan Ke may also be observing secretly.

The more Xiao Zirong thought about it, the angrier he became. After Yuan Jia brought the paint he needed, he asked again: "Can I bring something else?"

Yuan Jia was in a complicated mood. On the one hand, he felt that this was the son of the person who threatened Wei the most, but on the other hand, he habitually asked gently, "What else do you want?"

"Let's get some flour. I'm not used to the things you cook here. I'll do it myself."

Yuan Jia: ...

The son of the regent of the Qi State was reduced to cooking and eating himself in the palace of the Wei State. Isn't this a little outrageous?

He couldn't help but said: "Whatever you want to eat, let people do it, why do you have to do it yourself?"

Xiao Zirong waved his hand: "They can't make that taste."

Yuan Jia left with a mind full of question marks, and when he replied to Yuan Ke, he vaguely saw the veins on Yuan Ke's forehead.

But in the end Yuan Ke still said: "Give it to him."

Then he gritted his teeth and added: "I want to see what tricks he can play."

As a result, Xiao Zirong actually painted a landscape painting after getting the paint. The painting is not very good, but the level is not low.

After getting the flour and stuffing, he did make a snack. After eating, Mu Lin couldn't help asking, "Are all the food in Qi so delicious?"

Xiao Zirong also missed the meals before and couldn't help but said: "There are so many delicious things."

Mu Lin said with a longing look on his face, "I also want to go to Qi State if you say so."

The corner of Xiao Zirong's mouth twitched, what is this?Foodie obsession?

Before, Mu Lin just wanted to leave the palace, but now he wants to go to Qi!

Xiao Zirong's tone was very strict: "If I can't go back, don't even think about it."

Mu Lin tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

After Xiao Zirong gave Mu Lin a plate of snacks, he kicked him out, and then taking advantage of the smell, he took out a small still.

He got this thing under the pretext of steaming toilet water, and the still was indeed used in the dim sum he made before.

But the biggest function of this still is not to make snacks.

Xiao Zirong took out green alum from the paints Yuan Jia brought him earlier, and threw it into the still.

He searched the whole house for the past two days but couldn't find a way leading to the underground, so the entrance was not here.

He can't easily go to other places, even if he goes, he may not be able to find them.

Come to think of it... the stone slab under his feet shouldn't be able to hold the sulfuric acid, right?