Chapter 54: Counterattack? Grackle? (1)

Chapter 53 Counterattack? Grackle? (1)
On the tenth day, Daji, everything is suitable, is the moment to witness the miracle. A wealthy generation of wealthy Jiangnan Song Xiyuan made a counter-attack and succeeded in becoming the world's first person. Within a few years, the junior high school changed its master, and the whole country was surprised. From the famous family to the end of the street selling fish to the grandfather, everyone talked about this matter, gossip and gossip about the rumor.
The conclusion of the business people is that the boss who does not want to be the emperor is not a good boss.
The famous family concluded that the son who does not want to be the emperor is not a good son.
The locals in Yangzhou City concluded that Yangzhou people who do not want to be emperors are not locals.
The gangster Sanjiao Jiuliu reached the most insightful conclusion: men who do not want to be emperors are not good men.
The final result is nothing more than a conclusion to prove a cross proverb—
"The emperor took turns to do it and came to my house next year."
More than a month later, under the decree, Pei Yanzhen, the regent king who took power after the mutiny three years ago but was bizarre and did not reign as emperor, was released in Luoyang City and sealed as the King of Zhongzhou. During his lifetime, he should not set foot in Beijing.
A discerning person will know at a glance that although the king is sealed, it is actually forbidden. However, no one wondered why it was only the ban on the punishment, but how could this insider's insider's power struggle be conceived by the civilian people, but it was all the secrets of Gong Wei.
Dad and aunt brothers finally have to return to Yangzhou Shenzhai. After that rainy night, I also took the night away from Beijing to Yangzhou.
That's right, the reason why Song Xiyuan was able to counter the success was thanks to the internal and external assistance of my father and me. Not only did Dad help him with the military pay, but he also helped him build a bridge with the Tubo Kingdom, so most of the soldiers when Song Xiyuan entered Beijing were borrowed from the Tubo King. I also stolen Pei Yanzhen's private seal and printed it to Song Xiyuan. I also kept a close eye when reading the performances for Pei Yanzhen. Whenever I came into contact with important military aircrafts, I copied a flying pigeon to him. In addition, Song Xiyuan himself was definitely not a wine bag. He had a detailed plan, and the surface seemed to linger on the flowers, but it was actually planned three years ago when Pei Yanzhen first won the power.
I used to think that Yangzhou Shenzhai Ding had already been copied and emptied. After all, it was expected that all the plants and trees would be well maintained. Even when I finally left the compartment, the plum blossom hairpin placed in front of the makeup dress was untouched, and everything I looked at was spotless and clean. Even the noisy grumpy brother was still hanging under the window sill, jumping up and down excitedly on the shelf, looking down on his family who had come and gone.
I haven’t seen him for two years. My younger brother Shen Zai has completely lost his childishness. He is much taller. Standing beside me, there is a faint masculinity and peace of mind. The eldest brother, Shen Shi, married last year. He married a local woman in Loulan. She was charming and charming. Although she was not famous, her father and aunt did not object. Now the family moved back to Yangzhou, and the Loulan woman naturally followed.
The family seems to have a tacit understanding, and never talks about the old people and old things again, only when the past few years are blank. On the day I first returned to Yangzhou, Dad held my shoulder and pressed it into his arms, sighing, "Miao'er, I only blame your dad for not knowing who I am, and mistaken you!"
I leaned on my father's shoulders and looked at the indistinct and thin West Lake in the distance, and made a smile on my face. "It's fine now."
The resurrection of the Shen family was spread privately in Yangzhou City, and it overshadowed Song Xiyuan’s ascension, but anyone who can find an excuse to go to the door must go to the Shen family to see for themselves, but they can’t personally. Touch the faces of Shen's family to find out whether it is warm.
The best martial arts team in the country was brought home by my dad. The sound of clang was heavy and heavy in the Shen family mansion. My younger brother is busy with business. My aunts play small mahjong and read books at midnight. Only the rest of me is facing the stage alone.
I often think about whether I am watching the show off stage or the martial arts are watching me on stage.
"Miaoer, what do you want?" Dad slapped me on the head like a kid.
As the day passed, my former forgetfulness was getting better, but I got a symptom of distraction, sometimes it was one or two hours when I was distracted, and now it is like this, the actors on the stage have already dispersed as birds and beasts, and I still sit In the huge theater, I don't know how long I have been distracted. If my father didn't give it a slap, I'm afraid it wouldn't be until the sun was gone before I could regain my soul.
I turned back and smiled at my dad, "It's nothing, it's just a little lacking."
Dad walked around the circle chair and sat beside me, looking at the empty stage, and after touching a cup of tea, he said: "Miaoer, Song Xiyuan, the kid..." It was only mentioned at the next moment. This person is not the same as it used to be. It seems wrong to call it this way, so he changed his mouth and said: "You know, Your Majesty still has old thoughts on you. You don't have to..."
"Dad." I cut off Daddy's words and put my hand on the back of Daddy's hand. "You know it is an old idea. If it is old, let it pass."
Dad's Malaysian sword slaps his thigh, "My daughter is so ambitious! There is no grass anywhere in the world, we don't want the old one, Dad will find you a new one tomorrow!"
Without waiting for my excuse, my dad strode out of the garden with great enthusiasm.
I couldn't stand up crying and crying. I was just as clever as my father said. I was afraid that it wouldn't be as soon as I opened my eyes tomorrow that someone would come to the house to raise a kiss. I had to tell my father clearly.
I went out of the theater and bypassed the rockery pavilion without looking for my dad, but after Qingxuetang, I saw the younger brother's lady playing with the big wren.
She seemed to be struggling to induce the Grackle to speak, but it was expected that an alien jerky tone, no wonder the bird refused to speak, I can't understand it, and resent that the Grackle was usually tuberculous, but now closed a mouth tightly , Looking deeply at the dog's tail grass on the rockery.
The big lady was also a little temperamental, but when she reached out and gently pulled the tail of the Grackle, the bird that had been swayed seemed to be furious, flapping twice the wings, tilting her small head and looking at the big one Madam, she yelled and said, "Or copy or punish! Or copy or punish! Or copy or punish!"
I squeezed my lips and smiled. The four-character book was a taboo in my heart, and I was screamed by it so loudly that it hurt my brain.
It's just that the Grackle shouted not only disturbed me alone, even Xiaoer reading a book on the rockery face provoked her head.
The big lady was shocked by the gruesome man who said this seriously, and then it seemed to be reacted, and he would tease it with a willow branch, "You still put on a rack to scare me? Which one taught you to say this?" of?"
Xiaoer seemed to see that the Grackle was poked and pitifully jumped around. Soba responded gently with the corner of the rockery, "It was taught by Sansan, aunt."
Song Xiyuan?
"Sansan? Who is Sansan?" The old lady wondered.
Xiaoer didn't answer her anymore, and sat back in the pavilion to read a book. The old lady couldn't, and she went away.
I was standing under the eaves of the corridor, and my heart was suspicious. Wasn't it true that Grab Brother heard by accident when Pei Yanzhen and Song Xiyuan conspired? Xiaoer said that Song Xiyuan taught it? However, Pei Yanzhen again admitted that he had said these four words?
"How did Xiaoer know that this was taught by Sansan?" I entered the gazebo and sat down beside Xiaoer.
Xiaoer saw me, leaning over and leaning into my arms, "I saw Sansan coaxing it with minced meat."
"Oh? Where did you see it?"
Xiaoer's little finger pointed, "Just in the little house behind the garden, I caught the kitten and saw it."
The wooden house at the back of the garden is used for stacking fertilizers and flowers. Normally, people rarely come. However, Song Xiyuan once joined the Shen family as a gardener for a while. At that time, this great Grackle often stopped on his shoulders around him. But what is his intention to do this? Is it to covertly report to our Shen family? ...
After January, the new emperor micro-serviced Nan Xun to observe the people's sentiments all the way to Yangzhou. The Ming Song family's residence in Yangzhou was more elegant than anyone else's, and the emperor was living in the Shen family.
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