Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 873 There is fragrance, rain and tea, but no wine alone

He is Sikong Chen's closed disciple, he knows the tricks of that old man!
He pondered for a moment, then said softly: "According to the report from the sentinel, it will take half a month for Da Qi's army to arrive in the south of the Yangtze River. Before he arrives, why not dig up the things in the ground to see what treasure he is hiding. "

"That's exactly what I meant." Xiao Tingchen smiled with his hands behind his back, "I will send my confidantes to dig at night and never disturb others."

As a result, an accident occurred on the third day of excavation.

Those who participated in the excavation didn't pay attention to the traps inside. When digging some gravel, they were bitten by poisonous insects hidden inside, but they died one after another in just a few moments!
This made Xiao Tingchen even more certain that Sikongchen hid something underground!

He didn't dare to trespass, so he suspended the excavation plan.

It is Ching Ming.

On a rainy day with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, there is an endless stream of people worshiping ancestors and sweeping graves.

Xiao Tingchen and Su Runmo sat on armchairs under the eaves and drank.

The courtyard is full of drizzle, the sky-blue dome presses down the clouds, the mist curls up and diffuses in the drizzle, and the blooming cannas are like faint beauties in the alley.

Holding the red sandalwood fine bong on his fingertips, Xiao Tingchen slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring, "I always feel that Sikong Chen's purpose is not pure."

"His purpose, has it ever been simple?"

Su Runmo took a sip of the teacup, "Ordinary people play chess, think about one step at a time. Smart people play chess, think about three steps after one step. Like you and me, think about seven steps after one step. But the teacher never loses He had already started to plan the layout of the chessboard at the beginning of a chess piece, but finally realized that the entire chessboard was a net woven by him..."

Thin blue smoke lingered on Xiao Tingchen's white fingertips.

He took a deep breath.

The moist wind blows away the smoke ring, he squints his eyes and smiles, "Then smash his chessboard and dig out his old bottom."

Su Runmo raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

After a long time, he clapped his palms and laughed loudly, "As expected of the man I am loyal to, he is really ruthless! To rule the world for a man like you, Su has no regrets in this life!"

Xiao Tingchen knocked off the cigarette ash, and glanced at him coldly, "Speaking of which, your baby got drunk a few days ago and preached that I abused the queen in a restaurant, so now I have to be criticized behind my back when I go out to buy a robe... Su Run Mo, you can't even manage women well, how can you govern the world for me?"

Su Runmo choked.

He is good at spying on people's hearts and strategizing, but Pan'er never plays his cards according to common sense, and even made the matter of Xiao Tingchen and Su Jiu stir up trouble in the city and everyone knows it.

Yesterday he and Xiao Tingchen went shopping for clothes, and the seven aunts and eight aunts in the shop probably had received the favor of Su Jiu before, dragging Xiao Tingchen and reprimanding him for a long time, not treating him as an emperor at all, but as an immature hair head boy.

The aunts could not be scolded or beaten, Xiao Tingchen apologized with a smile, and finally rolled back to Wuyi Lane in disgrace without even taking his robes.

Su Runmo felt that he was probably the most aggrieved emperor ever.

He coughed a few times with fists, "When she comes back, I will teach her a lesson. Let's talk about what the teacher hid under the hut. I think it's better for Weichen, Wu Song and Mo Shisan to dig together. Wu Song is familiar with all kinds of poisons, Mo Shisan is well versed in organ techniques, and I am good at deciphering ancient historical texts, so I will definitely be safe."

"I'm afraid it's not right. The underground is full of unknown dangers, and it may even contain Sikong Chen's cards." Xiao Tingchen narrowed his eyes, "I have always cherished my subjects, and I am very afraid that something will happen to you."

Su Runmo raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

The dog emperor's face was full of hypocritical worry, and his eyes were hot when he looked at it.

He stroked the tea cover slowly, "Since the emperor is so worried, then I will not go."

Xiao Tingchen: ...

He licked the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "I thought about not entering the tiger's lair, how could I catch tiger cubs, you should go, I am very optimistic about you!"

Before Su Runmo could refuse, he left lightly.

Su Runmo put down the teacup, amused and annoyed, "They're all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you chatting with me?"

Xiao Tingchen walked through the corridor and arrived at Jiangheting swaggeringly.

Since returning to Jinling, he has assigned Bai Lu and Shuang Jiang to take care of the courtyard.

He went up to Xiaojiu's boudoir, where there was a faint fragrance of orchids, rouge, gouache, dowry and other things were still complete, and the wardrobe was full of the skirts she wore back then.

He knew that after the Xiao family and Xiaojiu went north to Chang'an, only Xiao Yu was guarding the Xiao Mansion.

Now that Xiao Yu went out to sea to do business, the mansion was completely deserted.

Caressing the makeup mirror with fingertips, the appearance of Xiaojiu dressing in the mirror in the past vaguely appeared in his mind.

Cute, sweet, charming...

The man withdrew the cynical smile from his lips, walked silently to the Ba Bu embroidery bed and lay down.

After many years, the sweetness of that girl has long since disappeared from the account.

But between breaths, he seemed to still be able to smell her.

Missing surged in like a tidal wave and almost wiped him out.

He rolled over and rolled into the depths of the bed curtain, pulling the satin quilt to cover himself from head to toe.

His good sister was away, no one cooked and washed for him, no one bickered and joked with him, no one scolded him severely when he peeked at the pornographic book.

——"Taiping Qinghua" once mentioned 24 elegant things about literati, and now I have "burning incense, listening to the rain, and tasting tea", which can be regarded as a vassal of elegance.

——If my little brother is willing to teach me how to write, I can take advantage of the four things of 'burning incense, listening to the rain, trying tea, and making posts'.

Childhood conversations vaguely resurface in my ears.

In the darkness, Xiao Tingchen slowly closed his eyes.

Now he has incense, rain, tea, and posts.

Powerful, powerful, rich, free...

But there is no wine alone.

I really want to,

I really want to,

miss her so much...

During the Qingming Festival, the rain is pattering.

Xie House.

Xie Rongjing sat cross-legged on the soft couch in the bedroom, wiping the long knife against the window.

The emperor's army will arrive in the south of the Yangtze River soon, and a big battle will inevitably occur.

He has to win this war, and then live to go to the southern border to pick up the wine...

As he was thinking, the medicine woman girl pushed the door open and entered.

She brought hot tea, put it on the Buddha table obediently, and then looked at Xie Rongjing with a pair of watery eyes.

Xie Rongjing was slightly surprised, "Tea for me?"

The girl nodded.

Xie Rongjing picked up the hot tea and took a sip.

The tea wasn't brewed very well, but...

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the plate of snacks on the tray, and he knew that the girl put her heart into it.

He put down the teacup, and said seriously: "It is said that the medicine man has no mind, why do I feel that you clearly still have human consciousness? Can you tell me your name?"

Saying so, he saw that the girl was still confused, and she didn't know if she didn't understand what he said, or she couldn't remember her original name.

Xie Rongjing felt a little regretful, "If I knew your name and where you lived, maybe I could send you home. How can you go home now that you are in this state?"

The girl stood under the lamplight.

The carmine red skirt is graceful and charming, which suits her appearance very well, and also resembles Xiaojiu.

Xie Rongjing pondered for a moment, then suddenly became interested, "Why don't I give you a name?"

(End of this chapter)