Minister Gu Ming can't take care of himself

Feiyang was so anxious that he was about to cry, and tugged at Xu Guanchen's sleeve, fearing that he would disappear in the next moment.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Guanchen patted his head comfortingly, took another look at the former residence of His Highness the Seventh Prince, and led him away as well.

After passing the mansion of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, two streets to the east is He Jijiu's mansion, He Mansion.

When he was young, he studied with His Royal Highness Xiao Qi, Yang Xun of the Marquis of Enning, and He Zhen, the grandson of He Jijiu. He Jijiu was their teacher and Xiao Qi's grandfather.

He Jijiu is a well-known scholar all over the world. He once held the post of Jijiu, and many people respectfully call him "He Jijiu".

In the past, the He Mansion was also a well-known aristocratic family.The courtyard of the He Mansion is also extraordinarily spacious, just for the scholars who come to study to stand there.

Today's He Mansion, in recent years, has not seen the slightest bit of anger. The dilapidated and faded lanterns are still hanging under the eaves, despite the wind and snow blowing, it is desolate and desolate.

Xu Guanchen stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Please inform me, student Xu Guanchen asks to see the teacher."

The porter inside yawned and opened the door to let him in, but he probably didn't hear what he said clearly, so he just said: "Come in, if you have anything to report, see you if you want."

The concierge led him forward, and said: "Our master often doesn't know, if he regards you as the former Seventh Highness, or our young master He, don't talk, just follow his wishes. "

"Your Highness Seventh..." Xu Guanchen asked, "There is still Mr. He, what happened to them?"

"I'm afraid you just came out of the mountain?" The porter looked at him again and nodded knowingly when he saw that he was wearing a Taoist robe, "Your Highness the Seventh Prince and our young master left three years ago."

Xu Guanchen almost lost his footing, and asked again with a trembling voice: "What?"

"Let's go, in the words of your Taoist priests, it's ascension."

"how?"

"Three years ago when His Majesty ascended the throne, our young master accompanied the Seventh Highness to the southern fiefdom, and the thief robbed him on the way."

Xu Guanchen's eyes went dark, and he almost fell down in the snow.

The concierge led him to the gate of the courtyard, where an old man with white hair and beard was sitting in the snow, playing with the snow with his hands, wearing only a jacket.

The porter scolded: "I didn't look at it for a while, and ran out again."

The old man playing with snow in the courtyard is Xu Guanchen's former teacher, He Jijiu.

Feiyang is playful by nature, and seeing this situation, he also stepped forward to play with him in the snow.

Xu Guanchen pulled him back: "Feiyang, go out of the courtyard and go south, which is the kitchen. Go and help Guanchen brother boil a pot of hot water and a bowl of ginger soup, okay?"

Seeing his anxious expression, Feiyang nodded, tiptoed a little on the snow, and flew directly over the courtyard wall.

Xu Guanchen stepped forward, knelt down in front of He Jijiu, and called out, "Teacher."

He Jijiu looked up at him dully, was in a daze for a while, and called his name vaguely: "Guanchen."

Xu Guanchen heaved a sigh of relief, helped him up from the snow, and the two slowly returned to the room.

After placing He Jijiu on the couch, Xu Guanchen tried his forehead, it wasn't very cold, he should have stayed in the snow for a while.

Fei Yang moved quickly, carrying hot water in one hand and ginger soup in the other, jumped over the threshold and entered.

The porter wiped his hands and feet, and changed him into clean clothes.

The charcoal stove was lit for heating in the room, and Xu Guanchen walked to the bed with ginger soup in his hands: "Teacher."

He Jijiu tremblingly raised his hand and stroked his temples.

The concierge took the ginger soup from Xu Guanchen's hand, fed it to him spoon by spoon, and said to Xu Guanchen: "Our master is like this, don't worry about it."

Xu Guanchen was so full of questions that he couldn't speak, so he helped the concierge put He Jijiu in order.

The old man stretched out his skinny hand and grabbed his wrist vigorously: "He's been too smooth, his life has been too smooth, don't blame him."

Xu Guanchen didn't understand, and wanted to ask more questions, but He Jijiu had already passed out.

In order not to disturb, Xu Guanchen withdrew his hand, knelt down in front of the teacher's bed and kowtowed.

Before leaving He Mansion, Xu Guanchen went to the ancestral hall of He Mansion.

There were really two tablets there, one belonged to He Zhen and the other belonged to Xiao Qi.

After all, they were good friends for many years, Xu Guanchen's eyes were red, and without incense offerings, he knelt on the futon and kowtowed, which was considered as a courtesy to meet today.

When going out, Feiyang was vigilant, as if he heard something, he jumped up and flew to the roof.He stood on a high place, looked around, and jumped off the roof after confirming that nothing happened.

Coming out of He Mansion, Xu Guanchen took him to the Dingguo Mansion again.

The Duke Dingguo's mansion hasn't changed much, it's just that it has been repaired, and it's a lot more luxurious. The mansion has re-arranged attendants, and it has gained some popularity.

The person in charge greeted him: "Little Lord."

"I'm going to the temple."

Hearing the news of Xiao Qi and He Zhen's death suddenly, Xu Guanchen felt sad, hid in the ancestral hall, and stayed with his ancestors, father, brothers and uncles for a while.

After a while, the steward knocked on the door outside: "My lord, someone is coming from the palace."

Xu Guanchen wiped his eyes, and took back the tears that were too late to flow: "Please enter the hall, I will go there later."

"Eunuch Xiaocheng says he won't come in, so he will leave after picking up the little eunuch."

Opposite Dingguo Mansion, the carriage sent by the palace was parked.

Around the carriage stood the guards sent by the palace.

It was the baby-faced Eunuch Cheng who brought them here. He stood on the side of the long street and saluted Xu Guanchen from afar.