The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

On the other side, in the courtyard of Zhuxuan.

"Ugh……"

"Ouch..."

"You said that the admiral has been in Cai Gong's mansion all night, and there is no news, nothing will happen!" Dai Shaojin stood outside Zhu Zhaoyan's room with a worried face, pacing back and forth.

He said to Song Shixuan who was sitting next to him and drawing with two brushes. "Song Shixuan, tell me what to do about it!"

"Painting and painting! You nerd knows how to paint! What a big deal has happened! Ouch..." He saw that Song Shixuan was not worried about his admiral being in danger, but instead painted on the ground. His broken painting makes him angry when he thinks about it, he said dissatisfied.

"Speak softly, His Majesty will be more worried if he hears it!" Song Shixuan got up from the ground and covered Dai Shaojin's chattering mouth with his hand.

His Majesty was in the room, and in the past few hours, he had asked several times about the support of the imperial court, and now he locked himself in the room and did not come out.

"Hmm..." Dai Shaojin only showed a pair of eyes, and those two eyeballs were swinging from side to side, frowning and wanting to speak but unable to speak was the most pitiful.

Dai Shaojin wanted to reach out and take Song Shixuan's hand covering his mouth, but Dai Shaojin faltered for a while, and couldn't breathe out of Song Shixuan's covering.

He could only push Song Shixuan with both hands, but his delicate skin and tender flesh as a rich young master really couldn't shake Song Shixuan.

"The admiral has Wei Ying by his side, not to mention that the admiral proposed to go to the Duke Cai's mansion by himself, so he must be prepared to come. The supporters are already on the road, and they are also elite soldiers. They will definitely meet within three days." Come to support." Song Shixuan looked at Dai Shaojin's teary eyes, let go of his hand and said softly to him.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Dai Shaojin nodded quickly, and stretched out a finger to hiss, like a shivering little mouse.

"Be quieter."

At this time, the voice from the next room interrupted the two people's conversation, and in the wing room not far from the two of them, there was a thunderous sound, which made Dai Shaojin's ears turn red and her eyes shine.

"This is a good subject for painting!" Song Shixuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately knelt down and picked up the brush, listening to the sound from the wing room, and began to draw on the drawing paper again.

"Song Shixuan! How can you, an imperial official, do such absurd things like eavesdropping on a corner in broad daylight and night!" Dai Shaojin pointed at Song Shixuan's arm with his fingers.

But when he looked at the painting that Song Shixuan was working on, Dai Shaojin looked straight at both eyes, and even a half-big fist could be stuffed into his mouth.

"As expected of Mr. Duozhu, who is famous in the world of Fengyue painting!" He gave Master Song a thumbs up.

Song Shixuan worked hard to write, and Dai Shaojin's eyes felt dry and his mouth was dry.

"Gentlemen, this is not inside the house, this is..." Yunzhu who came up from the stairs asked Dai Shaojin and Song Shixuan suspiciously when he saw Dai Shaojin and Song Shixuan in the stairwell.

Someone came out suddenly, causing Dai Shaojin to raise her head as if startled.

At this time, he suddenly found that Yunzhu was holding a tray in his hand, and there was a jug of wine in the tray.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately took out an ingot of silver from his pocket, threw it into Yunzhu's tray with precision, picked up the pot of wine, and took a big gulp from the spout.

Far water can't quench the near thirst, no, the thirst quencher is here.

"Hey! Master, this is..." Yunzhu wanted to stop it but it was too late, and Dai Shaojin was already drunk.

"Song Shixuan, the wine in Zhuxuanyuan tastes good. I will reward you to try it." Dai Shaojin blushed, his vision blurred, and he said limply as he tugged at his clothes unsteadily.

"Huh? Why is it so hot in this building? Master Song chooses one to turn into two, and two to turn into three?" Dai Shaojin stretched out three fingers, and stretched out five more while muttering.

"Why are you talking nonsense? Why are you drinking nonsense if you have such a poor capacity for drinking?" Song Shixuan immediately stepped forward to support the wobbly Dai Shaojin and said.

Unexpectedly, the person in this embrace is not only dishonest in his hands and feet, but also talks endlessly.

"Master, you drank this special drink from our Zhuxuanyuan, a hot Hart green grass drink!" Yun Zhuyuan covered his mouth with a meaningful smile, and cast a wink at Dai Shaojin.

"What is Baohart Green Grass Drink?" Dai Shaojin was dazed, but he obviously felt that there was still fire in his dantian, which seemed to be boiling water, gurgling and bubbling out of his body.

Inexplicably, it turned into a lock and a pin that was inserted into the stitches, which is very strange.

"Banghart Green Grass Drink is a saying passed down from the West. Hart is said to be the mother tongue commonly used by the foreigners. For example, it is derived from the word hot. Hot is called ha...te in the West. As for the green grass , It is said that if you do happy things there, dry wood and fire will come from within."

"It's over, it's over! My young master feels like the inside of this body is on fire. Did I, Dai Shaojin, explode here today and return to a different place?"

Two lines of hot tears fell on his face, Dai Shaojin hugged Song Shixuan tightly, right now Song Shixuan was like a big ice cube taken out of the ice bank in summer, it could relieve his urgent needs.

"This alcohol can only be resolved from this root, if you hold it back, you will..." Yun Zhu looked at Dai Shaojin maliciously and continued. "Exploded and died..."

"However, this wine can be regarded as entertainment here at this slave's house... Lord, let Yunzhu serve you!"

"No, no, no, no, no!" Dai Shaojin shook her head. Although he lingered in love, he never confessed himself casually. His mother said that a good man should confess himself innocently and completely. For my own daughter-in-law.

"Hmm... Is my Dai family going to die..." Dai Shaojin cried and closed her eyes, waiting for his last night in this world.

"My Dai family's nine generations of single heirs have been ruined by this young master now! Parents, the child is unfilial!" Dai Shaojin let her arms hang down in despair, with no love in her life.

"Shut up." Song Shixuan frowned and said solemnly to Yunzhu. "If you hold it in, will you really explode and die?"

"Mmm! Yunzhu knows the things in my Zhuxuanyuan very well." Yunzhu nodded seriously.

Song Shixuan looked at Dai Shaojin's half-dead look, with peach pink on his face, and sighed. He carried Dai Shaojin on his shoulders, pushed away from an empty room, and walked in.

"Song Shixuan! Grandpa Song! Be gentle!" Dai Shaojin kicked Song Shixuan in the ribs. He punched and kicked Song Shixuan, but the strength was soft and soft, and did not cause any threat or harm to Song Shixuan at all.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Green grass!"

The green grasslands flashed in his mind, the antelopes bleated, the little cats in spring jumped up and down, and thousands of flowers burst into flames and crackled.

Climb over high mountains, step on small bridges, and walk through two points of red plums after rain in the snow, frost crystals, mottled, curved, and winding.

Everything is revived, a stream flows into the waterfall, and then flows thousands of miles.

"Reading is for... swearing at people... a curse?" Song Shixuan said as he pulled Dai Shaojin's hair that was sticking to his face aside while panting.

"Song Shixuan! Are you wearing a pestle?!" Dai Shaojin stretched out five fingers and slapped Song Shixuan on the face. His stomach ached and he wanted to roll, but there was a big stone with limbs on his body. Can't move at all.

He wanted to run but couldn't, and wanted to escape but was dragged back by him, but this man was so strong that he didn't know how tired he was.

"Your great uncle is about to bloom!"

Dai Shaojin now only feels that she is like a small seed that has not yet germinated in the mud. This was fertilized and watered by Song Shixuan, the son of the turtle, and the flower sprouted and grew stems and leaves. The wild chrysanthemums that were just about to bloom were destroyed by his hot hands one after another, and withered in the storm, it's pitiful.

"Grandpa Song! The grandson of the turtle! The grandson of the turtle!" He was in so much pain that he couldn't find the south, east, northwest, and only knew that he was flying forward and backward.

"Gusun?" Song Shixuan didn't get any benefits, he only said that there are no plowed fields, only plowed cattle, but Song is blessed with a gifted armor, listening to this guy's provocation, naturally he will not give him good results eat.

If Dai Shaojin hadn't called him Grandpa a hundred times today, he would have written Song Shixuan's name upside down.

"I was wrong! Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa! I was wrong!" He admitted his mistake, but Song Shixuan just refused to forgive him, and instead made him feel even worse.

"Appreciate the beauty of Wushan Mountain, see the mountains, see the sea, see the clouds, see the rain..." Song Shixuan smiled, and seeing Dai Shaojin's stupid and sane look, he said again. "Fool."

Sitting on the couch, Dai Shaojin only thought for a while that she must find a good pharmacy and buy a holy medicine that can cure hemorrhoids.

"Master Ben is telling you, you poor bastard! You know what happened today, and God knows everything. Today, this young master... is in your hands. When we go out of this room, the two of us will be separated!" "He pointed at Song Shixuan's chest with his finger, and said through gritted teeth.

His hair was disheveled, and he was tortured like a human being. This Song Shixuan was lucky, but his meticulous and tidy appearance made him very angry.

"Me! Brother Shao Jin!" Dai Shaojin pointed to himself confidently, then to Song Shixuan and said again. "You! Song Houmen!"

"I, Dai Shaojin, can be regarded as a chic person, and my family will never ask you to be responsible for this young master!" He gave a serious look, stepped on Song Shixuan's back with both feet, and kicked him twice.

"Hiss..." He wanted to cry but turned over and imitated the four-legged turtle in the small pond, and buried his face deeply in the quilt.

"Pfft."

Suddenly hearing a chuckle, Dai Shaojin poked his head out from there and looked at Song Shixuan.

"What are you looking at! I'll dig out your eyes again!" He raised his fist and said to Song Shixuan indignantly.

"What are you laughing at! Don't laugh!"