The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

Song Sijun looked at Shen Huaqing, wondering if he heard it wrong.

After the two looked at each other, Shen Huaqing couldn't help laughing.

"You lied to me!" Song Sijun felt that Shen Huaqing was somewhat of an old urchin, and when he was about to scold him, he felt dizzy and dizzy.

This body turned out to be poured in a glass! ! !

Shen Huaqing didn't expect Song Sijun to pour a glass, seeing him lying on the table drunk, couldn't help laughing.

He carried Song Sijun back to Qifangyuan, and Shen Yinghan also woke up.

After the two looked at each other, Shen Huaqing asked first, "Is there any discomfort?"

Shen Yinghan shook his head, then his eyes fell on Song Sijun in Shen Huaqing's arms, "What's wrong?"

"Drunk." Shen Huaqing replied with a little affection, and then put Song Sijun on the bed.

At this time, Shen Yinghan looked at Shen Huaqing and said, "Uncle, your complexion is not very good, is there any discomfort?"

Shen Huaqing smiled nonchalantly and said, "You suspended your death a few days ago, I felt uncomfortable, and naturally I didn't look good. Now that you are in front of me well, I'm afraid I'll be fine soon." He stood up and walked to In front of Shen Yinghan, his expression became serious, "Yinghan, I want to tell you something about your body."

Shen Yinghan looked at him, and said in a flat tone, "Is it about my uncle using medicine from the Imperial Hospital to damage my body?"

Shen Huaqing was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Shen Yinghan sighed, "In the tomb, Madam felt that there was no way for us to survive, so she told me this."

"then you……"

"Not much surprise, more than heartbreak." Shen Yinghan bowed his head, his tone still flat, "Although I live in the backyard, I have read a lot of books here, and I understand that the king's heart is difficult to distinguish and the merits are high. Before my uncle loved me, I I thought we were different. But after knowing it, I felt it was not surprising.”

"You are calmer than me." Shen Huaqing sat down beside Shen Yinghan, picked up an apple on the side and played with it in his hand, "The sky is about to change in Beijing, you and Song Sijun should go to Huoxi City early to see the outside world. Can avoid the bloody storm in the capital."

"Uncle..." Something came to his lips, but he couldn't say it.

Shen Huaqing might as well ask, and just said: "You are here, you will drag me down."

Shen Yinghan nodded.

Shen Huaqing got up, "Let's go tonight, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

When Song Sijun woke up from his drunkenness, the whole family was already on the carriage heading to Horsey City.

He wanted to go back and ask the answer to Shen Yinghan's resurrection, but was stopped by Shen Huaqing's men.

Shen Huaqing also asked that person to bring a sentence to Song Sijun: Lin Changxu will tell you the answer you want when you arrive in Huoxi City.

Song Sijun felt that he had suffered a big loss, but he dared not go back.

He was afraid that his return would mess up Shen Huaqing's plan.A little carelessness will kill Shen Huaqing.

At this moment, to Song Sijun, Shen Huaqing is a friend and also like a father.

At the beginning of this year, the weather was still cold and the journey was exhausting. Song Sijun was mentally prepared for Shen Yinghan to get seriously ill, but until he arrived in Huoxi City, Shen Yinghan had no illness except coughing, but the young Shen Niannian fell ill several times.

Huoxi City is also in winter, but it is much warmer than the capital of Qing Kingdom.

After entering the gate of Horsey City, they saw three huge statues of people standing in front of everyone.

The statue in the middle, Song Sijun, has been seen in the lobby of the bookstore. It is his fellow Wen Xiaosheng.The two next to them are both good-looking, but he doesn't know them.

Song Sijun asked Shen Yinghan who was on the side, "Who are the two people next to me?"

Shen Yinghan replied: "The one on the right should be Lin Jinghuan, the first principal of Huoxi City, who is the husband of Little Sage Wen. The one on the left should be Sage Wen Wen Cenxia, ​​the grandfather of Little Sage Wen."

Looking at the size of the statue, Song Sijun felt that he seemed to be doing well as a fellow townsman.

After entering the city, the group entered the courtyard that Shen Huaqing had arranged for them in advance.

The house is not big, but it is just right for a family to live in.

Song Sijun and Xiao Ming were busy buying furniture, while Shen Yinghan was at home with the two children.

Those who are not in charge don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive. If they buy something casually, the money they bring will be reduced by half.

Seeing the dwindling money, Song Sijun thought of the foreign women that Shen Huaqing had mentioned before.

How about going to check the slogan tomorrow and get some money from the other party?

But where to find someone is another problem.

Song Sijun was worried, so he heard Xiao Ming call him, looked up, and saw a group of guards standing at the gate of their new house.

Song Sijun suddenly became nervous, and hurried forward, "Who are you?"

After he finished speaking, he saw Lin Changxu waving to him.

Song Sijun walked into the yard, and after making sure that Shen Yinghan was sitting there properly, he looked at Lin Changxu, "Uncle asked you to come and tell me the answer?"

"What answer?" Lin Changxu looked at him puzzled.

Song Sijun felt that he was being confused on purpose, "Uncle said you would tell me the answer. Don't pretend to be confused."

"I'm not pretending to be confused, I really don't know what you're talking about." Lin Changxu looked helpless, "What are you asking?"

Song Sijun stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Changxu aside, and after making sure that Shen Yinghan couldn't hear him, "How does Shen Yinghan come back from the dead?"

Lin Changxu replied: "Well, it is impossible for a person to come back from the dead."

"Can you explain seriously? I don't want to argue with you." Song Sijun looked serious.

Lin Changxu turned his head, glanced at Shen Yinghan, and then said to Shen Yinghan, "Master Hou should also seem to know why he came back from the dead, right?"

Shen Yinghan nodded calmly, "How can you say that?"

"Master Hou still understands me." He pointed to the tall tower in the distance, "I will tell you when you are qualified to go up to see me."

"How can I go up?" Shen Yinghan asked.

"There are two methods. The first one is to climb up, but I personally don't recommend it. It's very dangerous. There are many organs on it that I don't understand. The second method is the No. 1 exam."

Shen Yinghan was not talking.

Lin Changxu said with a smile, "Shen Huaqing really took great pains to let you study hard."

Shen Yinghan annoyed: "I understand."

Lin Changxu nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Song Sijun again, "Heng eyebrows coldly pointed at Qianfu."

Song Sijun looked at him.

Lin Changxu continued: "You answered the second half of Daddy's sentence, so I'm here to give you a golden finger."

"What?"

Lin Changxu snapped his fingers, and the attendant came forward holding the brocade box, "The things inside are from you."

Could it be an ak48 pistol grenade or something?

Song Sijun took the brocade box full of anticipation, opened it and felt a chill in his heart.

There was a piece of paper inside.

Song Sijun picked up the paper, feeling that the golden finger from the fellow was a bit shabby.But at least it was out of his own mind, so Song Sijun opened it to read the content carefully.

"Give me the hot pot restaurant?" Song Sijun looked at Lin Changxu, "Is this hot pot restaurant big?"

Lin Changxu nodded, "Chain stores, the annual income can make you worry about food and clothing."

Really golden finger.

Nothing is as direct as money.And it's a sustainable business.

Song Sijun plans to pay homage to his kind time traveler tomorrow.

Just when Song Sijun was grateful to his fellow villagers in his heart, Lin Changxu added, "Besides, I will promise to do one thing for you. Anything."

"Then tell me how to come back from the dead!"

Lin Changxu looked at him and confirmed, "Are you sure? There are many things I can do, don't waste this opportunity."

Hearing this, Song Sijun hesitated.

At this time, Shen Yinghan said, "Let's keep this condition. As for the answer, we can work hard. Although No.1 is difficult, it is not impossible."

Song Sijun thought about it, and it was true.He looked at Lin Changxu, "Really you can do anything?"

"As long as I can do it, I can do it."

"Then I'll think about it. Can I make a wish for you to do three things for me?"

"No." Lin Changxu gritted his teeth and denied it word by word.

"cut."

Lin Changxu said: "People's hearts are not enough, you must know how to be content."

Song Sijun retorted, "But you let me make reasonable use of this condition, am I not maximizing my interests!"

For a while, Lin Changxu didn't know how to refute, and the sophistry of the other party reminded him of his dead father.

No wonder it is said that they are predestined people, they are all one person,

Lin Changxu showed displeasure, but unconsciously felt that Song Sijun was close.

After Lin Changxu asked Song Sijun to put away his things, he left with his own people.

When Lin Changxu left, Song Sijun held the "golden finger" given by the fellow in his hand and looked at Shen Yinghan, not knowing what to say for a while.

Would Shen Yinghan feel that he was strange, would she feel that she was completely different from what he knew?

Song Sijun was a little apprehensive, afraid that what the other party liked was just his cute appearance in disguise.

But Shen Yinghan just smiled slightly, and then asked: "So little sage Wen really has something to do with you."

Song Sijun nodded, "It's a fellow." He looked down at the box in his hand, "I don't know if there is anyone to help him when he came here."

Shen Yinghan replied, "I don't know about this, but I know that Wen Xiaosheng and Lin Xiangye love each other very much. They have always been a couple of gods and gods." He looked at Song Sijun, his tone was flat but firm, "I hope you and I are too."

Song Sijun kissed and hugged people in the coffin, and now that he came out, he felt embarrassed after hearing this sentence, his face turned red, and he said, "Master Hou is not afraid of being heard..."

Xiao Ming who was in a daze at the side heard the words and looked up at the sky, "It's getting dark, I'm going to make dinner..." After speaking, she pulled Shen Niannian and Shen Sisi away.

When there were only two people left in the yard, Song Sijun walked towards Shen Yinghan and said, "Master Hou, repeat what you just said."

The originally deserted small courtyard was suddenly full of people, and with the fireworks, it became more humane.

Xiao Ming is the only servant around Shen Yinghan, but he seems to be quite used to such a simple life.

At night, Song Sijun closed the window, undressed and lay beside Shen Yinghan. After thinking about it, he hugged him again in the dark, "Master Hou, please call me husband."

"Ok?"

"You shout."

"What do you mean by husband?"

"I'll tell you after you yell."

Shen Yinghan hesitated for a moment, but still shouted out.

Listening to this husband, Song Sijun felt that it was worth marrying the other party as a young daughter-in-law.Not bad.