Hypocrites

When they went out, it was still early in the morning, and Song Jun was sitting on the threshold of the hall with a bowl of porridge, sucking his breath, without paying attention to his demeanor.Shen Yu was dressed neatly, stepped over his head, turned around and asked, "Is the stone at home still there?"

Song Jun: "What stone?"

"One year my father celebrated his birthday, and Mr. Dong dug it from Zhangshan Mountain to send him off."

"Oh..." Song Jun rolled his eyes and recalled, "It should be here, it seems to be used to suppress the abandoned well in the West Courtyard, and no one cares anyway, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Shen Yu rubbed his nose, feeling a little guilty, "I'm going to the Chu Palace."

He also didn't understand what he was thinking, Liang Heng wanted to give the emperor Lao Tzu a birthday gift, why did he show Liang Heng his father's things for reference?

Go out from Beiluli and pass through a wide Chidao, with Nanluli on the left and Xiluli on the right.Deng Yang, who knows everything about Wangdu, explained this layout to them. The southern Lu is the most expensive, where senior officials whose houses can open to the street live, and the West Lu is the most prominent, where nobles whose eaves can fly into the palace wall live.

There are only three such nobles, namely the three generals of the doctor.

Those guarding the gate of Xilufang are all the elites of the southern army, who are strong and sharp, patrolling in shifts.

Shen Yu had been in Wangdu City for some time, and every time he passed by Xiluli, he would be dumbfounded by the battle, even the people of Wangcheng did not dare to look up and look around when they saw him pass by.

There were even two soldiers guarding the entrance of the alley near the back wall of Zhangyi Palace in Xiluli.

The alley was dark and narrow, and it looked like a drainage ditch. Shen Yu glanced at it, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a figure moving in the alley.

He stood far away, fortunately his eyes were sharp, and he watched the two figures, one taller and the other slightly shorter, leaning close to each other, as if they were talking privately.

After staying for a while, the two of them came out, and as soon as the sky shone, the taller one was Qiu Zhiyuan, and the shorter one was Xinzhou.Qiu Zhiyuan was still dressed in a high hat and sash, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and there was an indistinct smile on his face.

Xinzhou bowed his head and listened to his instructions. The last one went to Zhangyi Palace and the other to Chu Palace.

Shen Yu could see clearly from a distance.Although Xinzhou served the Chu Palace, in terms of affiliation, he was a subordinate of Qiu Zhiyuan, who was a regular servant.Reporting work was normal, Shen Yu was just a little chilled.

The Fengshi tea that was almost stuffed by Liang Heng's mouthful was only a puddle of thick phlegm when it was spilled on the ground.

In the side hall study, Shen Jin had arrived first and was chatting with Liang Heng.

"What a good place Zhangshan is, can we still dig out gems and jade?"

Liang Heng had probably betrayed Shen Yu, Shen Jin said with a chuckle: "Your Highness, don't listen to that brat. If there were jade veins in Zhangshan Mountain, the imperial court would have dug the ground long ago. That lake is just my old friend's backyard bathhouse After soaking in water for a long time, I occasionally found one piece, but I couldn’t find the second piece.”

"Ah..." Liang Heng was dejected.

He was really intimidated by Shen Yu, and he also wanted to find a stone eye for the emperor's father that "the sharp weapon of the country should not be shown to others".

Shen Yu coughed to cover up, walked into the study, and caught his father's eye, which meant "You really don't know what to say, kid".

Seeing Shen Yu, Liang Heng was very self-aware. He moved to the side of the case to give up his seat, and waited for Shen Yu to sit down so that he could copy notes and pass answers to him in class.

Shen Yu didn't dare anymore, Shen Jin looked at him with a smile on her face, and waited for him to go to her desk in a proper manner and take her seat.

"Come here." Liang Heng grabbed his sleeve and pulled him over.

"Your Highness," Shen Jin said slowly, "Although Zhangshan doesn't have a second stone eye, if you can study hard and listen carefully until your Majesty's birthday, I will give you my own stone eye." ?”

Liang Heng was dumbfounded, Shen Yu's sleeve fell off as soon as he let go of his hand.

"Really, really?"

Shen Jin said: "That stone, my old friend called it the Eye of the Mountain God, is the unique treasure of Zhangshan."

Shen Yu supported his forehead with his elbow, and couldn't bear to see Liang Heng being fooled around by his father.

At the end of the day, Shen Yu had to accompany Liang Heng to review what he had learned, which was truly a spectacle that had not been seen in a hundred years in the empress's womb.Xinzhou was considerate of the prince's hard work, prepared pastries and fruits, and sent them to the study.

Liang Heng suspected that he distracted him, Xinzhou said meekly: "Your Highness, your health is important, you have studied for a day, you might as well take a rest."

Xinzhou is also a young man of the same generation as Cui Ji, but because he has been active in the palace all year round, his temperament is low and depressed. When he talks to Liang Heng, he is very gentle, but Shen Yu knows that he is the one who prepares dirty tea for Shen Jin behind Liang Heng's back.

"No need," Liang Heng said with a smile, "I'll reward you."

Treat him like a brother.

"Yes." Xinzhou also smiled.What is there to be dissatisfied with if the servant does this?Shen Yu could not find the slightest bit of guilt and pretense on his face.

Liang Heng, a fool, licked the ink with Zihao, and copied "Shaoyi" on the hemp paper.

"Why can your handwriting be so straight?" Liang Heng compared Shen Yu's handwriting to his own.His handwriting is not ugly, but his strokes are always limp and lacking energy.

Shen Yu has already copied the article hundreds of times, but Liang Heng does his homework, and he has to accompany him, this is called accompanying reading.When he was writing, Liang Heng was lying on the side watching, watching his bones soften, his eyes were close to the tip of his pen.

"You have beautiful handwriting," Liang Heng said, "You also have beautiful hands."

Shen Yu didn't change his face, and pushed someone's salivating face away.

Song Jun couldn't understand Shen Yu. He liked literati and didn't like illiteracy. Shen Yu could be regarded as he watched him grow up and was deeply influenced by him. He should be such a person in the first place.

But Shen Yu has been going to the Chu Palace too often recently, making Song Jun suspect that he is about to become the prince's guest of honor.Song Jun also asked Shen Jin that to be close to the prince is to be close to the power center of the court, is it really appropriate to let Shen Yu go on like this?

Shen Jin didn't take it seriously: "Just let him go. Dad has become the prince's junior teacher, so it doesn't matter if the son comes closer?"

Said to be worried is not really worried, Song Jun is just idle and bored.The husband has become the prince's junior teacher, and he has no time to take care of his homework. He can only take care of the courtyard with his servants every day, sweep and clean, feed the horses, feed the husband and his son, and occasionally go to the East and West Market. Not accompanied by juniors.

The younger brother accompanied the prince every day, and Song Jun was very jealous.

"But you have to find some time today to do something with me."

One day after autumn, Song Jun stopped Shen Yu who was about to go out.

It was a beautiful month, and Wangdu City, which was boiled by midsummer, had cooled down, and autumn quietly climbed up the treetops and branches.When melons and fruits are ripe, orchid chrysanthemum replaces hibiscus and becomes the new color.

"Let's go to Bacheng Gate, you will know when you come." Song Jun said.

Bacheng Gate is in the south, connecting with Chidao, with the highest standard, and there are six gates in total.On ordinary days, only two side doors are opened for the common people to enter and exit.

Shen Yu and Song Jun came to the gate of the city, and the southern army made a particularly strict inspection to welcome the upcoming emperor's birthday.

A group of people transporting the trolley was stopped and asked to inspect the goods carried.The goods on the cart were tightly covered with cloth and tied up with ropes.When Shen Yu saw the pedestrian, his heart suddenly brightened, and he understood why Song Jun asked him to come along.

The leader is seven feet tall, wearing a cloth scarf, with bare muscular arms, who seem to be doing manual labor, but the skin on the arms is too fair.

The guard let them go, and the man also saw Shen Yu and Song Jun, and led the team over.

"Brother Yu," the man whistled carelessly, "Brother Jun, long time no see."

Shen Yu restrained his joy and patted his bare back.This man's arms are smooth and clean, but there is a scar on his face, which rubs against the corner of his eyes, which makes his appearance a little bit hostile, but his brows and eyes are handsome, which doesn't really hinder him.

"Brother Mu, why are you here?!" Shen Yu asked.

Mu Jihe is also a student of Shen's school, not only that, he is also one of the so-called seven sons of Shen's family, and he is quite famous.Among the group of scholars who are powerless, he is the only one with a strong physique, who can hold a sword and swing a stick, and has a carefree and unrestrained temperament. There are not many girls in Anjingfang who don't pay attention to him.

The seven people who got close to each other in the school like to call each other brother when they have nothing to do.Literati pay attention to humility and low-key, they call others elder brothers and themselves foolish younger brothers, and when it is the turn of the Shen family seven sons, it becomes a joke.

Mu Jihe said: "Sir, I have something to do. This disciple has done his best and brought you a stone."

What was tied to the cart turned out to be Zhangshan God's Eye that Liang Heng had been thinking about for many days.

"There's me, too. I'll come to see the excitement of the emperor's birthday too!" Another person emerged from behind Mujihe, a head shorter, who had just reached Mujihe's shoulder and was blocked before. Shen Yu and Song Neither saw it at all.

This person is very typical, white and thin, with a thin waist that cannot be grasped by a belt, his feet are weak, and his arms are weak. Needless to say, he must be the result of sitting in a dark school all year round. .

But when he smiles, his eyes are crooked, and the dimples around his lips are small, so he doesn't care about his frailty, as long as he looks good.

"Yan Ran," Song Jun laughed, patted the young man's head, facing the younger ones in the school, he was quite like a father and brother, "Why don't you follow along, those who eat and sleep in the open are more troublesome."

"With Mu Jihe taking care of me, I didn't suffer." Yan Ran said.

A group of people pushed the scooter back to Shen's house in Xiluli, and the people of Wangcheng greeted them. No one knew that this unremarkable scooter was tied with the eye of the mountain god who was about to be enshrined in the emperor's palace.

Today the students arrived in the capital, Shen Jin gave Shen Yu a leave of absence, and had already gone to the Chu Palace to give lectures, there was no one at home.

Unload the mountain god's eye in the east courtyard, remove the covering cloth, and the ugly stone appears in the sky.About ten feet high and five feet wide, the stone skin is covered with mottled moss in the years of being reduced to a well-killing stone. However, when the sun shines, the aura of a peerless treasure is instantly revealed, and a radiant glow emanates from the center of the ugly stone. Natural brilliance, just a little bit of precious light the size of an eyeball, overflowing with layers of iridescence.

Shen Yu brushed off the moss on the stone surface with his hands, revealing round and clean stone eyes.

"I have long thought that this ugly stone in our family is a treasure," Yan Ran sighed, "and now it can enter the royal treasure house."

Mu Jihe stood with arms folded, and said in a slightly contemptuous tone, "It's just a rock. The dignitaries are tired of playing with gold, silver, glazed agate and jade beads, and occasionally want to taste bran swallowed vegetables."