"Rui'er still can't relax on her homework. I remember that the teacher she taught was just a teacher? Rui'er is getting older, so it's time to hire a famous teacher."
After Huaifeng Hou finished speaking slowly, he saw his concubine's eyes light up.
"Master, you must keep your word! If you lie to me, I won't let you go!" The beautiful woman said softly, her chest soft and close to Huaifeng Hou's arm.
The Marquis of Huaifeng obviously liked this trick. In the past, he had always been perfunctory. He was very satisfied with his eldest son. With an outstanding eldest son in front of him, the Marquis of Huaifeng didn't care whether the bastard was outstanding. At most, he was really good.
Talent will not be suppressed, but will be cultivated to become the right-hand man of the eldest son.
But now, a healthy and healthy bastard is very important to him.
Hey! Marquis Huaifeng sighed secretly again, what was wrong with Zhen'er's injury? Why did he hurt his leg and leave sequelae?
There was a prince in the previous dynasty who had a chance to be crown prince and emperor, but he was scratched on the face by a monkey while hunting, leaving scars. As a result, he lost the title of crown prince and lost his life.
If Zhen'er is really lame, how can he inherit the title of Marquis of Huaifeng?
In the market, nobles often take the lead, but the fact is that not to mention the front line, even when hunting, they are now protected by government soldiers to avoid being caught and disfigured, or falling and lame.
As for the so-called evil mistress, all she needs to do to destroy her competitors is disfigurement or lameness. Does that require killing people or other complicated things?
It's far away, Zhen'er was injured, and he hasn't finished his errand yet. The emperor didn't even send an imperial doctor during this period. The eldest son has lost his Sacred Heart!
I thought that I could rely on the eldest son to develop the Huaifeng Marquis Mansion, but judging from the current situation, if I really hand over the Marquis Mansion to Zhen'er, I will not only be laughed at, but it will also arouse the dissatisfaction of the emperor. It is hard to say.
In terms of feelings, of course the other party really has deep feelings, but this problem is also a big problem.
"Master!" Just when Marquis Huaifeng sighed and didn't know what to do, he saw a servant hurried in from outside.
"What's the matter?" Huaifeng Hou was interrupted from thinking and asked unhappily.
"The king is here and has arrived at the door!" the servant said hurriedly.
Huaifenghou stood up immediately: "The acting king is here?"
Saying that, he went outside.
Although the King of Dai had been here before, at that time the King was only the Duke of Dai. Although there was only one level difference, the prince and the Duke were equivalent to directly crossing the insurmountable gap between the king and the minister.
There are a lot of etiquette to be followed when meeting a prince. Giving something to Marquis Huaifeng on behalf of the Duke can be regarded as a gift. When a prince gives something to Marquis Huaifeng, it can be called a reward.
This is a qualitative change, no wonder Marquis Huaifeng became nervous.
Another reason is that the fight between King Dai and King Qi made Marquis Huaifeng very nervous.
Marquis Huaifeng himself, perhaps because of his strict father, had a meek personality and mediocre behavior. He did not want to be involved in the dispute between the two kings, and he also did not dare to offend either of the two kings, but this was obviously impossible.
Normally Fang Zhen would take his place, but now he had to go in person, so he bravely stepped out to greet him and saluted immediately when he saw him: "I didn't expect that Your Majesty Weiye came to the minister's house at night, so I missed the welcome. Please forgive me.
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It was not a good idea to come to the minister's house at Weiye. Su Ziji helped the kneeling Marquis Huaifeng and said with a smile: "Fang Zhen and I have known each other for a long time. We should have come to visit again. I don't want to be granted the title of acting king because of the divine grace."
, I had no choice but to hold a banquet, but I came late."
"The banquet stopped just now, and I just wanted to come over and take a look."
"I am such an evil son that I troubled you to visit me twice. This is really..." Marquis Huaifeng said hurriedly.
Su Ziji raised his hand slightly: "You don't have to be like this, Lord Marquis. I and Brother Fang Xian are old acquaintances. Coming to visit is a personal relationship. I don't dare to disturb Lord Marquis."
Then he rejected Marquis Huaifeng's proposal to accompany him: "There is no need to mobilize troops, I will go there myself."
The butler thought of something at the side and hurriedly answered: "Your Majesty, I will show you the way."
When Marquis Huaifeng heard this, he suddenly remembered that the eldest son seemed to have moved the yard, and there was no one to guide him. It would not be good for Dai Wang to go to the wrong place.
He asked the butler to take good care of the prince, and watched the Dai Wang and several people leave under the guidance of the butler. Marquis Huaifeng stood there, suddenly regretting the way he had allowed his eldest son to move to the hospital.
The Daiwang values his eldest son so much. If the Daiwang is the one who ascends the throne in the future, wouldn’t it be...
"Little Marquis lives here?" After walking through a corridor and walking thirty steps to the north, there was a private courtyard in the small door to the east. Looking at the courtyard in front of him, Su Ziji's heart sank secretly, and he asked the housekeeper seemingly casually.
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Although to ordinary people, this yard is very nice, carefully repaired, small and practical, but the location is wrong. The big trees are as thick as a hug, making it look particularly dark and deep. This is a place for a reclusive person, not an heir.
The housekeeper immediately understood and hurriedly replied: "Yes, the environment here is quiet and there are not so many people waiting around. It is suitable for recuperation. The master and his wife feel sorry for the eldest son, so they cleared this courtyard for the eldest son to stay temporarily."
At first glance, this sounds quite reasonable. It is not the unspoken rule that Su Ziji was "popularized" by his subordinates before, so he might even believe it.
Now, I chuckled, didn't say anything, and went straight in.
Luo Jiang, who had followed, had always been a transparent person, and now he stood at the door, guarding the outside with the soldiers.
When the housekeeper saw this, it didn't matter whether he followed or not, so he could only touch his nose and stay outside.
There is a faint medicinal smell in the hospital. Even if it is windy today, the medicinal smell will not dissipate for a long time.
When Su Ziji came in, he didn't see many servants. As he was about to enter the main door, a young man in servant uniform came out and saluted Su Ziji.
Su Ziji saw that this man had good kung fu and was not an ordinary servant, so he knew that Fang Zhen still had some power in his hands. But after coming in, he walked from the outside to the room where Fang Zhen was lying. The decoration and layout inside were all disappointing.
Su Ziji frowned slightly.
Although it looks good, compared with the place where Fang Zhen lived in the past, it seems perfunctory.
This is obviously because the people who took care of it were not careful enough. You can see more from the small details. Fang Zhen's situation in the Marquis Huaifeng Mansion is predictable.
"Don't get up, lie down quickly!"
After retracting his thoughts, he found Fang Zhen lying on the bed struggling to get up and salute to him. Su Ziji hurriedly went over to hold Fang Zhen down, and then stretched out his hand to cushion Fang Zhen, so that he could talk to him in a more comfortable position.
"My lord, I'm really sorry that I couldn't go to your house to congratulate you." Fang Zhen was still able to laugh at this moment.
Su Ziji was silent for a moment and asked: "I've been here since I received your letter. Is there something wrong? If you want help, just ask."
"If you don't feel comfortable living in the house, I still have a courtyard in Beijing, where you can go." Su Ziji said again.
Fang Zhen realized that King Dai was sincere and came so quickly. He obviously really wanted to help. He sighed: "It's not my own business. It's my own intention to move to a remote yard. It's for the sake of purity. It's not that it's inconvenient to move now. I even plan to hide in another hospital, which is more suitable for recuperation. It’s easier to come and go, but there are always people coming to see me, which makes me very annoyed.”