Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 98 Going to a banquet to catch ghosts
Haunted?

Jiang Fuyuan frowned slightly: "How do you know that Aunt Zhu's house is haunted?"

Xiao Zai thought to himself and whispered: "Because Brother A Li has been staying at our house these days, A Niu and the others said it was because Aunt Zhu's house was haunted, so they asked Brother A Li to come and stay."

The sound of the whistling milk was caught by Zhu Li. He scratched his head and explained shyly: "No, my mother said that I don't study well at home..."

Then he couldn't talk anymore. He was ashamed to admit his shortcomings in front of his two younger brothers.

"Since you know your problem, why don't you calm down and read it carefully?" Ke Mingsong frowned like a young master, "After studying for so long, you can't even recite the first four sentences of the Three Character Classic."

Zhu Li immediately lowered his head, his thin white face turning slightly red.

At the critical moment, Ke Mingbai raised his little hand: "Brother, I can, I can!"

After saying that, he started to read with enthusiasm: "In the beginning, human beings are inherently good by nature. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart."

Zhu Li's face turned redder.

Jiang Fuyuan looked at the three little carrot heads in amusement as they tried to make trouble for each other. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he said in a gentle voice for Zhu Li: "Okay, it's not time for school yet. You all go back and sit down and continue class. .”

The three little carrot heads said yes at the same time, and ran back to the west room to continue studying with the master.

After finishing her addiction to Zai Zai, Jiang Fuyuan went back to the house to freshen up a little, changed into a jacket embroidered with red plums and rolled fur edges, and lay on a chair in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

Jingzhou is colder than Bozhou, but now the sun is warm and the sound of the children's children reading can be heard in her ears. Before she knows it, she fell asleep on the recliner.

As she fell asleep, she felt a little itching in her ears and hummed indistinctly. She tried to open her sleepy eyes.

It was Zhong Liefeng who was picking up her hair that had fallen loose during sleep.

His jet-black hair was tied loosely with a red hairband. His movements were gentle and slow, as if what he was holding was not black hair, but a pool of clear water. If the width was slightly larger, the water droplets would fall from his fingers. flow away.

Jiang Fuyuan: "What time is it now? Have you finished your work?"

As soon as they arrived in Jingzhou, the three of them separated. Jiang Fuyuan hurried home to suck the baby, Chi Xinsu wanted to return to the Dao Palace, and Zhong Liefeng went to report to the second prince.

Zhong Lianfeng hummed: "It's almost Shenshi. Are you hungry? Get up and eat something."

Jiang Fuyuan lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the table next to him. There was more than a little food, crispy duck breast, candied chestnuts, steamed bait...the table was covered with steam.

He bought all the snacks that he thought were delicious along the way from Jiuxiao to Jiuheng.

Jiang Fuyuan slept for a while and happened to be a little hungry, but she was too lazy to move, so she simply raised her face and said "Ah".

Zhong Lianfeng's heart moved slightly when he saw the person in front of him lying half on the rocking chair with his eyes slightly closed, his snow-white neck unreservedly exposed in front of him, and his mouth open waiting to be fed with peace of mind.

She trusts herself so much...

Zhong Lianfeng restrained his desire to touch the snow-white hand, instead picked up a sugar chestnut, peeled it off, and put it into his lips that looked sweeter than the sugar chestnut.

As soon as Mrs. Zhu entered the door, she saw this scene of a sleepy beauty lying on her back, and her lover was lazily feeding her.

She covered her mouth and laughed: "It seems I came at an unlucky time."

Jiang Fuyuan turned around and saw her: "Wushuang, you're here just in time. Come over and have something to eat together."

Mrs. Zhu walked up to her and said, "No, dinner at home is ready. I'm just waiting for you to come back so I can catch the wind for you."

She looked at the table full of snacks and joked: "The older ones can keep their stomachs to eat my food. These can be fed to the younger ones."

“If you want to capture a woman’s heart, you must first capture her belly.”

After saying this, she felt that this sentence was a bit offensive. After all, Jiang Fuyuan was a widow, and Zhong Liefeng was a general. It was a bit sensational no matter how you think about it, asking a general to chase the widow and please his children.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Lianfeng only remained silent for a moment and said hello in a low voice.

Mrs. Zhu: ...

"Hahaha." She smiled awkwardly: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhong also likes to joke."

Zhong Lianfeng: "I'm not kidding." Mrs. Zhu:...

Jiang Fuyuan ignored the awkward atmosphere between the two and only asked Mrs. Zhu, "Why did you think of hosting a banquet at your house to welcome me?"

She suddenly thought of Xiao Zai's whisper and frowned slightly: "Is your house really haunted?"

"How do you know?" Mrs. Zhu was stunned, and then she gave herself the answer, "You are worthy of being the divine envoy of Immortal Fu Yuan, and your calculations are so accurate!"

Jiang Fuyuan was too lazy to explain, so she continued to ask: "What kind of ghost? Did you see it?"

Mrs. Zhu shook her head: "I haven't seen anyone, but there are strange movements in the backyard every night, like someone whispering, but if I really ran over and took a look, there was nothing."

"No trouble?"

"No, my husband said it might be a little thief, because there are some things missing at home."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhu's expression became a little strange.

Jiang Fuyuan was curious: "What was lost?"

Mrs. Zhu: "I lost...some incense candles."

Jiang Fuyuan:? ? ?

Mrs. Zhu sighed softly: "I am only worried if the incense candles are thrown away. What kind of little thief comes to the house and only steals these?"

"You also know that A-Li is light-boned and is prone to things like that. That's why I had to be careful and let A-Li live in your house for a while."

Jiang Fuyuan frowned and lightly tapped the armrest of the recliner: "It's indeed strange, so I'll go take a look tonight."

"Hey, okay!" Mrs. Zhu pursed her lips and showed a reassuring smile.

She has a blind trust in Jiang Fuyuan. After all, Jiang Fuyuan's hand in rescuing Zhu Li was so magical that he directly asked her to hang an 800-meter-thick filter.

In a relaxed mood, she even liked Zhong Liefeng who was looking at her. She smiled and invited: "Master Zhong, why don't you come with us tonight? My husband always praises you, saying that you are a brave, resourceful and loyal man. .”

Zhong Lianfeng nodded and said: "Okay, I have admired Master Zhu for a long time, so I just took this opportunity to pay him a visit."

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyuan raised her head and looked at Zhong Liefeng: "Do you know Wushuang's husband?"

Zhong Lianfeng: "Young Master Zhu is the second prince's teacher. We have met several times."

Today, the Holy Emperor has many heirs, but only three of them can grow up. The fifth prince is weak and sick, and is difficult to use. The ninth prince has been criticized for his birth, and has been raised outside the palace without telling the truth. Only the second prince is legitimate, upright by nature, and has the world in mind. He is the worthy candidate for the crown prince.

Therefore, there are many loyal people around the second prince who are working hard to make him a future wise king.Zhu Wenyan and Zhong Liefeng are two of them.

One of them is a civil servant who has taught the prince since he was a child, and the other is a newly recruited general. Although they have different paths, their goals are to allow the people of Shun Kingdom to live and work in peace and contentment, and to enjoy peace in the world. Under the premise of working together as one master, they naturally interact with each other. There is mutual appreciation.

Jiang Fuyuan exclaimed, "I thought the young masters were all old men in their seventies or eighties, but it turns out there are also young ones."

Zhong Lianfeng: "I wish you, young master, to be in your prime."

The two people in front of them were asking and answering questions naturally, but it made Mrs. Zhu feel charming.

It was so sweet. She couldn't help but hold her face in her hands and laugh. It would be great if the one in her family could be as informed and knowledgeable as Mr. Zhong...

Thinking of this, the smile on her face suddenly froze: "Cizhan, if my husband doesn't speak well later, please bear with me..."

Jiang Fuyuan: "Why do you say that?"

Zhong Lianfeng replied on behalf of the embarrassed Mrs. Zhu: "Because Mr. Zhu is a standard scholar."

Jiang Fuyuan wondered: "What happened to the standard scholar?"

Zhong Lianfeng said calmly: "He hates things like other people talking about gods and ghosts the most."

"The child is silent and strange."

(End of this chapter)