I want to be a good minister

Chapter 173

"Yes—" Cen Xi's tone was calm, although he doubted why Tian Cheng could become a purchase so quickly, but Cen Xi knew that no matter which world he was in, there was no absolute fairness.

Personal pursuits and personal means are all based on their own abilities.

"It really is Cen Jing, why are you here?" Tian Cheng was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Tian Yi hurried over to tell him that there was still someone alive in the Cen family, at first he didn't take it seriously, but now Cen Jing is really standing in front of him , intact.

"Uncle Tian Cheng, the Cen family was robbed by bandits two years ago, Jing narrowly escaped death, and took two years of care before he became healthy."

"So that's it." The man's voice was rough and wild, like a bellows at full power, he reached out and patted Cen Xi's shoulder, Cen Xi immediately frowned, the force was really too great, like an iron hoop.

"Great. Two days ago, I heard that there was a Cen Jing in the Sitian Academy. I was still asking about it. It is God's will to see you again today. I am so happy."

"..." Your own brother is lying on the bed, is it appropriate for you to be so happy?
"Master Tian, ​​do you still want to see this person?" Seeing this, Grandma Shenwu was a little puzzled.

"Trouble Grandma Shenwu." Tian Cheng took a step back and snorted coldly. It was only a young man, but Cen Zhidu's body was clearly seen that day.

The witch grandma pretended to be walking around in Tian's compound, and finally said a few words in the direction Cen Xi pointed, to the effect that these hundred-year-old trees had become spirits, and cutting them down with a knife angered the trees. God, it was struck by lightning.

After that, he signaled to Cen Xi, and directed his servants to move the iron rod behind the donkey. The Tian family didn't understand what was going on, but followed the instructions of Grandma Shenwu, dug a hole and buried it in, and knelt down again Kowtowing, it took half an hour before he took the remaining 90 taels from the Tian family.

The two left Tian's house, and spent ten taels of silver to remove the capital of the iron rod. Offset the doubts of Grandma Shenwu.

Cen Xi took the money and went to the pharmacy again, and grabbed ten taels of silver for the medicine.With the rest of the money, I only bought some necessary rice, noodles, grains and oils, and did not dare to spend the rest of the money. The medicine of the silly mother is a bottomless pit. The doctor at the post said that the medicine needs to be drunk for a long time to be effective.

When Cen Xi rushed home, the sun was setting and Cen Qing was standing far away at the gate of the courtyard waiting, when he saw Cen Xi's figure running out.

"Go—" There was a cold voice from inside the room, and the two people who didn't know when there were too many in the room were suddenly taken aback.

"Master——" How could the master be left here alone? It took a day to find this place. Naturally, the master must be taken away, and how could their master live in this environment.

"Don't startle the snake, find out who's behind the scenes." The man sitting on the bamboo couch said that very few people came to Sitian Academy to know, which made him suspicious.

"Yes—" The guard behind him didn't dare to force him to stay, and took another look at the silly lady who was sitting aside, and after confirming that there was no threat, he flew out from the backyard just before Cen Xi stepped into the yard.

"Brother, you've been out for half a day, Ah Qing is hungry." Cen Qingnuo's voice was full of grievances. In the past few days, the little girl's temper has been spoiled by Cen Xi a lot, and her round face is pink The red and white skin is slowly revealed, very cute.

"As soon as I guessed, I knew that Ah Qing was hungry. Go and call silly mother. My brother bought you glutinous rice cakes. We will eat glutinous rice cakes tonight." Cen Xi shook the things in his hands, and Cen Qing jumped up in surprise The man on the bamboo couch frowned slightly as he watched Cen Xi's words and deeds.

This action, this form... is very absurd.

He eats glutinous rice cakes at night, what does he eat?
Cen Xi took out the glutinous rice cake, the time-honored glutinous rice cake in Lin Town, the man only glanced at it, but didn't make a move.

"Don't eat?" Why did she eat the food she cooked.

"..." That's because the food you cook is delicious.

"I don't like sticky food or sweets—" the man said in a bad tone.

Cen Xi was taken aback, at first he wanted to eat cakes to kill dinner, but now it seems impossible, but for the sake of collecting three liang of silver, Cen Xi still asked Cen Qing to cook the sticky polenta, and then Reheat the unfinished dishes at noon.

The man's eyes deepened.

"I don't want to eat..."

"Then have the porridge. This porridge has just been cooked. Young master, we are poor people. It is impossible to cook so many dishes in different ways. If you don't eat this dish, it will be a waste." Cen Xi had a headache, and she specially put these dishes in the well water. It's not bad, she does it a lot.

At this moment, Cen Xi was very lucky, and he decisively ignored the system's prompts. Such a lord is so picky, how can he be close to the people in politics in the future? Cen Xi thought of Helian Jianxiu who could endure everything and didn't say a word , Back then at sea, the dry food was dry and hard, hard to swallow, even Cen Xi couldn't swallow it, but the man's expression didn't change.

The man looked at the porridge, saw the dishes on the table, and picked up the chopsticks bitterly. The dishes at noon tasted good, and after taking a bite, the dishes at night were even more delicious.

On the contrary, Cen Xi snorted inwardly, and also sat at the table, that silly girl and Cen Qing, the glutinous rice cakes had already eaten their stomachs round and round.

The man picked and picked, ate a few pieces, and stopped moving his chopsticks. Cen Xi just pretended not to notice, and continued to review his homework under the oil lamp after eating.

The wormwood sticks are burning in the house, and the sweet herbal scent penetrates into the nostrils. The windows of the inner room are covered with fine gauze to keep out the mosquitoes. The cool breeze blows gently, and the insects want to be quiet. The silly mother and Cen Qing have already fallen asleep. .

The man lay on the bamboo couch, he didn't know what to think about, in the silence, only the sound of Cen Xi turning the pages of the book.

Even if the book is boring, it can't stop Cen Xi's urgency to understand the world. Even though at least half of these statements are not true, Cen Xi still studies seriously. Such a situation monitoring system cannot be achieved by Cen Xi alone, and having students from Sitian Academy is more effective for her.

In the darkness, there were a few black shadows running down from the top of the mountain, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, they stopped suddenly.

"Master, there are people in front, and the subordinates dare not move rashly—" a guard stepped forward to report.

The eyes of the man in the middle were dark, how could the two of him die in the dense forest of Sitian Academy for no reason, and were killed by his own hidden weapon.

Could it be someone from the Second Prince?

Chengyang Lord immediately denied this guess, this is His Royal Highness's territory, and Helian De doesn't have the courage to come here now.

"Go and explore—" the next moment, Chengyang Jun said coldly, and the guards stepped forward in a low voice, and came to report from a distance around the courtyard.

In an ordinary courtyard, there are guards with unfathomable martial arts. Mr. Chengyang is not only a little doubtful about the identity of the people in the courtyard, but he has to go to meet the two guards who hurt him, no matter who they are.

Before Chengyang Lord's men approached the courtyard, the man outside the house had already silently blocked the way.

"Mr. Chengyang, our master has some private matters, and it is inconvenient to see guests—" the guard's voice was emotionless, but his tone could not be rejected.

"Mr. An Le is here?" Chengyang Jun was slightly taken aback. The identity of Mr. An Le was hidden from others, so naturally he couldn't hide it from him.

"Mr. Chengyang, to be honest, our master has a little bit of a hobby..." The guards felt uncomfortable when they said that, but how could they explain that the grand prince of a country lives in an ordinary small courtyard.

Lord Chengyang and the guards behind him have a small habit, and if the master does something inappropriate and difficult to talk about, they will automatically attribute it to a small hobby.

(End of this chapter)