imperial psychologist

Chapter 232 News from the Northern Territory

After entering the door, Mrs. Qu waited in the Liuting Pavilion for more than half an hour. No matter how humble and polite Liu Li's expression was, Mrs. Qu still gradually became irritable.

Looking from the second floor of Liuting Pavilion, you can see the main road of the Song Mansion. Mrs. Qu stood in front of the window, her eyes never left there until she saw a figure flashing by in a hurry——

An eunuch dressed in the big red robe of the chief of ceremonies walked quickly with his hands behind his back, and with his usual fierce arrogance, he quickly walked through the stone road on the central axis of the Song Mansion.

Behind that person, followed by two teams of followers, about a dozen people, followed closely by everyone, in a majestic formation.

Although the figure only flashed briefly among the hidden trees, the old lady could clearly see the side face of the man——

It's Yuan Zhen.

There is no mistake, the leading eunuch is Yuan Zhen——the eunuch Bingbi who specializes in reporting murders.

Looking at this scene, Mrs. Qu has completely forgiven the Song family father and son for being late.The irritability just now was swept away, replaced by a faint worry.She stood up and went down to the yard from the second floor of Liuting Pavilion.

Qu Xiu had already dozed off on the tables and chairs on the second floor, and only woke up when he heard the sound of his mother coming downstairs. He ran down immediately and stood waiting at the gate of the courtyard together.

Not long after, Song's father and son really came over in official robes, seeing Mrs. Qu standing at the gate of the courtyard waiting, Song Bozong hurriedly quickened his pace.But he was already an old bone after all, even if he quickened his pace, he still walked slowly, but his body swayed much more. Song Na, who was on the side, was afraid that his father would fall, so he quickly steadied his father's arm.

"Xianmei!" Song Bozong called out from a distance with a somewhat emotional tone, and when he approached, his expression became a bit solemn, "...why are you so haggard?"

"Then I have to ask this unworthy descendant." Mrs. Qu glanced at Qu Xiu who was beside her, "If this child can be half as relieved as Neer, I won't have to worry about family affairs all day long."

"Don't say that, Xiu'er is also a good boy." Song Bozong said hastily, "Bao Lin... is he okay?"

"Everything is fine in Baolin." Mrs. Qu replied in the same old voice, "Recently, there is a new play, and there are more than 60 people, and they are still working with the troupe. It is really getting better... "

Song Bozong laughed, shook his head and sighed, "This is how I live in style. I have unloaded the burden early and lived the life I wanted to live... I can't even envy this kind of blessing."

The Song family's father and the Qu family's mother and son went to Liuting Pavilion together.

"I haven't seen Baolin much since the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. Hey..." Song Bozong sighed tremblingly, "Although I know that he is only on a temporary post now and not used to deal with practical affairs. But there is no such talker around me. Humans do feel lonely."

"Father...Father...no...no...you don't have to...feel...lonely." Song Na stumbled to the side, but his expression was a bit of a teasing smile, "You... If you...want...think...want...to find someone to talk to, my son...accompany...accompany you to talk for three...three days and three nights...you won't be tired."

Song Bozong laughed, and joked with his beard, "You are not tired, even if you listen to it as a father."

Everyone laughed for a while.

Song Na is the only surviving child of Song Bozong, and also his youngest child.Song Bozong is already eighty years old, but Song Na is only in his early forties.As the name suggests, Song Ne has a severe stutter since childhood.

However, Song Bozong would give the child a single name "Na", which is full of deep meaning-because his eldest son was stabbed through the stomach with an iron fork by a few mobs on the spot because of a quarrel, and the second son lived to be more than ten years old. At the age of [-], a tumor grew under the base of the tongue, and the whole person quickly lost weight, and the tumor disappeared quickly once it broke;

So when the third child in his life appeared, he only hoped that this child would never die again because of his tongue. Stupid and reckless" such completely contradictory wishes.

Although Song Na was slurring his speech, Song Bozong didn't care at all, and even thought it was evidence that the child was merciful from the heavens.And Song Na did not disappoint his father in the end. He failed in words, but he had a talent beyond ordinary people's ability to figure out Emperor Jianxi's will, so he won the favor of Emperor Jianxi soon after he entered the official career.

Song Na was less than 26 years old when he entered the cabinet, and he was the youngest member of the Great Zhou cabinet in the past—three months younger than Zhang Shouzhong when he entered the cabinet.The father and son are deeply rooted in the Sacred Heart, and they have controlled the government for many years, and their disciples are all over the government and the public. The so-called deep-rooted and intertwined is nothing more than that.

Qu Xiu had known Song Na since childhood, at first seeing his slurred speech, he didn't take him seriously, but when he saw Song Na's success in official career, he could only secretly envy him for having a good father.

Although the relationship between the two families is very good, but Qu Xiu is in charge of the meals in the palace, there is really nothing to talk about heroes with Song Na Qingmei cooking wine - and Song Na's stupid tongue, he never discusses this with others .

The two people's greatest hobby is to go to Liuxiang, Huajie Street, Chaotian Street together. Song Na loves to indulge the carriage rampage, watching the crowds on both sides panic and dodge, while he laughs in the carriages and horses-the crying and exclamation sound real. Happy, more fascinated him than the laughter of a beautiful woman.

While chatting and laughing, they came to the second floor of Liuting Pavilion again.

The wind blew through the new lotus in the pond, and the wooden windows on the second floor blew softly.

Liuting Pavilion is more suitable for discussing confidential matters than the Shenzhai compound - it is surrounded by lakes, with a wide view and no obstructions. As long as guards are placed by the lakeside to watch, there is almost no place to hide outside, and the sky on the second floor The structure of the roof is extremely simple, and there are no blind spots at a glance, and everything can be seen in a panoramic view.

Speaking in this place, one never has to worry about the walls having ears.

"Just now, I think it's Eunuch Yuan who came to the house." Mrs. Qu opened her mouth first, without hiding the worry in her eyes, "What's wrong with Mr. Ge?"

A somewhat helpless smile floated on Song Bozong's face, he hesitated for a long time before saying, "Forget it, I won't hide it from Xianmei anymore."

Qu Xiu quickly asked, "Is the emperor angry about the Donglin Temple?"

Song Bozong shook his head, "It's just a few temples, if they are burned, they will be burned. What's the matter... The emperor will not be angry about such things." Then, he looked at Mrs. Qu, "Yes... Your son will The emperor wrote a memorial."

As soon as the word "Young Son" came out, Mrs. Qu's body froze slightly, "...you mean Sheng'er?"

"Yes, General Chang." Song Bozong sighed again, "He said that after this fall, there will be a major invasion by the Jin tribe, and the entire front of the northern border needs to be prepared in advance, but... the food stored in the army, Just enough for another month or so."

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