Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 432
"My death in your hands is the best gift for you to surrender to the princelings. In order to win over the civil servants of the southern faction, Wu Song will definitely cover up the truth about your master's murder for you. After entering Beijing, you, as my last disciple, will be punished. Admired by all the southern civil servants. Power and strength, for you, will be like picking something out of your pocket."

Xiao Tingchen narrowed his peach blossom eyes, "Not to mention that I can't do anything to the teacher, even if I become a henchman of the prince, I'm afraid I can't kill the king for the teacher."

Dean Sikong is kind to him.

But that kindness,
Not enough to support him to kill the king for him.

Sikongchen glanced at him again, "You don't need anyone to say anything in the future, you will have enough reasons to kill the king. Huaijin, you and the current emperor will never stop dying."

Xiao Tingchen stared at him.

The old man's Confucian shirt has big sleeves, and the jade hairpin in his bun makes him elegant and gentle.

There is compassion and tolerance in the eyebrows, just like many years in the past.

however……

I always feel that something is different.

He hesitated for a moment, then said lightly, "I can't do anything to the teacher."

"Huaijin, don't forget that I used to be a person with power over the government and the public. Mrs. Zhao has such things as dead soldiers, but I may not have them."

A dark light flashed across Xiao Tingchen's eyes, "The teacher means..."

"Just as you imagined."

After the two of them finished talking, Xie Rongjing hurriedly came out with a tray, "Dean, it's not that I'm talking too much, your book boy is too lazy, there's not even hot water in the room, I cooked it now!"

He put the tray on the stone table, "This tea is really fragrant!"

Dean Sikong gave a gentle smile, and asked the boy to bring breakfast.

After the three of them finished eating, the sun had already risen.

Dean Sikong got up, "You go to the Haitang Hall first, and I'll be there later."

Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing rode away and ran for half a mile. Xie Rongjing suddenly frowned, "When I was making tea, I put the saber by the teapot, and I forgot it as soon as I ate something!"

Xiao Tingchen had a poisonous tongue, "Xie Rongjing, you must be stupid from now on."

Xie Rongjing glared at him, and hurried back to the thatched hut, from a distance he saw Dean Sikong in a snow-white Confucian shirt, still watering the flowers unhurriedly.

It was still the first lunar month, and the vegetation was withered, except for the plum tree, there were only two Clivias in his yard that were still emerald green.

The two orchids are the same size, like twins.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Rongjing saw the dean make a very strange move.

He watered a clivia plant, then slowly put down the water bottle and picked up the flower scissors.

He cut off the leaves of another orchid!

Xie Rongjing was puzzled, but he didn't feel at ease in the end, he still went to get his saber carelessly.

……

Zhao family.

Mrs. Zhao received the post from Jing Zhe, and leaned on the railing alone to look into the distance.

Shi Shi said: "Ma'am, this Mr. Xiao is obviously a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken, he is uneasy and kind! The servant is thinking, Madam should not go to the banquet, lest he will fall into his way!"

"His Xiao Tingchen is a weasel, and I, Zhao Xiqin, am not a chicken." Mrs. Zhao sneered, "Xiao Tingchen has the capital to be arrogant, but the biggest trump card in his hand is neither the Cao Gang nor the Tianshu."

"The servant is stupid, please enlighten me, madam."

"The hole card in his hand is Sikong Chen."

Shi Shi was stunned, "Ma'am, what do you mean, Xiao Tingchen will invite Sikong Chen to sit in today's Hongmen Banquet?"

Mrs. Zhao stepped into the screen and changed her clothes slowly, "Did it snow last night?"

"Exactly."

"That's it. Su Jiu must have had a cold poison last night. Xiao Tingchen couldn't sit still, so he asked me out to talk. If I guessed correctly, he probably wanted to take my life and threaten my sister with it. Ask for the Yanshi bed..."

Shi Shi frowned, "It's so dangerous, madam can't go!"

Dresses of embroidered silk were thrown over the screen.

Mrs. Zhao hooked a corner of her Hunan embroidered skirt with her jaded hands, and put it on gracefully, "What are you afraid of, he has Sikong Chen, so maybe I don't have helpers."

"Helper? In Jinling City, is there anyone else who is Sikong Chen's opponent?"

Mrs. Zhao fastened the buttons, and sat down in front of the dressing table with her long hair brushed, "Don't talk nonsense, do my makeup for me."

"Yes!"

Mrs. Zhao dressed up and walked out of the Zhao Mansion with Shishi and two guards.

But just happened to run into Zhao Wuyang at the gate of the mansion.

The girl held a red paper umbrella expressionlessly, as if she was about to go out.

Mrs. Zhao raised her eyebrows, "The imperial decree has arrived, if you don't follow the nuns in the palace to learn the etiquette rules, where are you going now?"

Zhao Wuyang did not speak.

Madam Zhao narrowed her eyes.

Her daughter's eyes were cold and stubborn, she didn't need to think about it, she knew she was going to Xie's house.

She sneered, "Xie Rongzhi went to the battlefield, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back for three or five years. Every day, he ran to Xie's house and hid outside the bird clothing alley for a sneak peek, and he was satisfied? Zhao Wuyang, what happened to me?" You are such a useless daughter?!"

Zhao Wuyang lowered his eyes, "You are useful, that's why you guard that ice coffin all day."

Shi Shi was horrified, before she could stop her, Mrs. Zhao had already slapped Zhao Wuyang neatly!

She angrily said, "What ice coffin? The person lying in it is your own father! Zhao Wuyang, last time you let Su Jiu go, I didn't settle accounts with you. Now you have touched my bad luck, so don't let me go!" Blame me for being rude to you! Someone, lock her in the mansion for me, and don't take half a step out of the mansion without my order!"

Immediately a guard stepped forward.

Zhao Wuyang looked at her calmly, turned around and stepped into the mansion.

Mrs. Zhao sneered, "You are still not satisfied with the title of concubine for you, and you dare to put on a face for me all day long! Zhao Wuyang, without the Zhao family, you are nothing!"

"Crown princess?" Zhao Wuyang looked back, "I don't like that kind of thing at all!"

"If you don't like it, do you know how many women in the world like it?! Zhao Wuyang, go to Chang'an after the spring, and be a good princess for me! Your existence is to pave the way for your brother!"

Zhao Wuyang gathered the little red umbrella and left without looking back.

Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she covered her heart, "In this world, being a mother is harder than being an emperor! I gave Shen'er and Wuyang the best things in the world! But look at them, they don't treat me at all. This mother is in her eyes!"

Shi Shi warmly comforted, "Madam has a good intention. In the future, the son and miss will have their own children, so they will definitely understand Madam."

Mrs. Zhao snorted coldly, and got into the warm sedan with a cold face.

Begonia Hall.

Today the restaurant was booked out by Xie Rongjing, and the shopkeeper and others were all invited out.

In the lobby, Xiao Tingchen sat on the grand master's chair with a big sword and a golden horse.

When Mrs. Zhao finally arrived, he dangled a cup of warm tea and groaned with a smile, "I've been looking forward to it for a long time, but my wife is here. Today, my wife is still beautiful, and I am so excited."

The young man was wearing a light green brocade robe, and a silver embroidered cloak with platycodon grandiflora was lazily draped over his shoulders. His slender legs gracefully overlapped.

Mrs. Zhao took a seat opposite him.

She took a sip of the warm tea brewed by the maid, with a comfortable posture, "I don't know who looks better, Madam or Su Jiu?"

(End of this chapter)