The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

The disappearance of the little princess is no small matter, and the National Teacher Hall has been mobilized, let alone the major families.

The aristocratic families mobilized their elite forces one after another, striving to make great contributions in finding the little princess.

The Han family's desire to find is particularly strong.

In the flower hall, Mr. Han said solemnly: "This time Zhang Feng and others have neglected their duties. If we don't take the blame and make meritorious service to find the little princess, and the king blames it, the Han family will be in trouble."

The Han family had already lost a mine because of the assassination of the emperor's eldest grandson, and they could not be punished by the monarch for a second time.

Han Lei just came back from the palace, besides him, Mr. Han, and his younger brother, Mr. Han, in the room.

The third master Han is a bastard, and he spent the whole night in the concubine's room last night, and now he is listless, and Han Lei gets angry when he sees it.

In terms of ability, the ten youngests added up are not as good as the second. According to his original intention, the third should be the top bag for Han Ye.

At least what the Han family lost was just a straw bag!

But because he is the eldest son of the old lady, even if he doesn't have to work hard or pay for the family, he can still enjoy the benefits!

Han Lei gave his younger brother a hard look, and it took a lot of effort to resist the urge to slap him to death.

"Father." Han Lei suppressed his anger and said to Mrs. Han, "There is something strange about this matter."

The old man Han folded his hands on the handle of the cane, and his gaze was like a falcon: "Don't worry about whether it's strange or not. Find the little princess, and the Han family will be saved!"

Han Lei cupped his hands: "Got it, father, I'll take someone to look for it right away."

Old Master Han said meaningfully: "Remember, the Han family must find the little Princess!"

Han Lei understood: "My son understands."

"And you!" Old Master Han looked at Third Master Han seriously.

Sanye Han was so scolded by his father that he stood up in a jerk, raised his hand and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth: "I, I, I... I will go too!"

The old man Han said bitterly: "Where are you going! Just stay at home! You are not allowed to step out of the yard for a few days!"

Sanye Han was about to cry.

Why do you have to stop his feet again?

Han Lei called Chu Nan,

Let him go to the barracks to pick out a batch of the best black wind cavalry, and he will take the cavalry of the Han family to find them in person.

"Father."

When Han Lei was about to go out, Han Ye came over on his horse.

Han Lei looked at Han Ye's pale face, then at his feet tightly wrapped in gauze, and frowned: "You haven't healed yet, why did you come out?"

Han Ye endured great pain, his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely firm: "Father, let me go find it too."

"Nonsense! How do you find it like this? Didn't the doctor tell you to take care of your injuries? If someone finds out that your hamstring is broken and your feet are useless, do you think you can still keep your current status?"

Han Lei's words were like a sharp knife piercing into Han Ye's heart.

That sword attack by Gu Changqing almost ended his martial arts career.

The monarch will not reuse a useless person.

In order not to be discovered by the monarch, he couldn't even go to the National Teacher Hall for treatment!

He doesn't accept the fact that he has become a useless person!

He can still ride a horse!

You can take a gun! Can hold a sword!

Han Lei understood that his always proud son couldn't bear this heavy blow, so he said in a more relaxed tone, "Ye'er, you can stay at home at ease, and my father will definitely find a way to heal you."

"Really?" Han Ye's tone was a little careless.

Han Lei was anxious to convince his son, and said sternly, "It is rumored that Xuanyuan Li's Tejin was cut off by Jin people, but he was healed by a divine doctor?"

A trace of emotion flashed across Han Ye's eyes: "Is it the national teacher?"

Han Lei shook his head: "No, the National Teacher Hall hadn't been built yet, and I don't know who the miracle doctor is, but if the rumors are true, then my father will definitely find him for you! Let him heal at any cost You! Even if I let my Han family support him forever, I will admit it as my father!"

This was the first time that Han Ye felt his father's unreserved concern for him from the bottom of his eyes.

In the past, only the second uncle would do this.

Han Ye whispered: "It's been decades, who knows if that person is still around?"

Han Lei supported his shoulders: "Ye'er, don't be discouraged, you are the heir of the Han family, you can't give up on yourself."

Han Ye said: "I know I was wrong, father."

Han Lei smiled gratifiedly: "You hurry back to recover from your injuries, and father will take care of the outside things."

Han Ye was carried back to his yard by his servants.

He was lying on the rattan chair at the door, looking at the scene in the courtyard from a distance.

Qi Xuan patted the little mosquito on his body, and said to Han Ye: "Okay, don't worry, I'll help you find it."

Han Ye said: "Thank you, Master."

Qi Xuan folded his hands behind his back and sighed: "Master and apprentice, I don't want to see your family have trouble."

Han Ye pondered for a moment, then suddenly stopped him: "Master."

Qi Xuan asked: "What's the matter?"

Han Ye said in a daze: "I heard that Xiao Liulang is the teacher of the little princess. Do you think he will miss this opportunity to make meritorious deeds?"

Qi Xuan raised his eyebrows: "You want me to find the little princess before him?"

Han Ye lowered his eyes and pinched to death a small mosquito that fell on his leg: "I hope that if Master meets him, he will kill him for me."

Qi Xuan smiled, and said calmly, "Okay."

In the purple bamboo forest of the National Teacher Hall, Yu He carried the frozen food box to the small bamboo hut in the forest.

The disciple who sat quietly at the door of the main room said, "Master, Yu He has sent you some sweet soup to relieve the heat."

The national teacher said wearily: "Let him in."

"Yes."

The disciple opened the bamboo curtain of the main room and nodded at Yu He.

Yu Hemai stepped inside, left his shoes on the steps, and stepped on the wooden floor in clean white footwear.

"Master." Yu He saluted.

In the National Teacher Hall, only the direct disciples of the National Teacher are eligible to be called Master, and the rest of the disciples are respectfully called Master National Teacher.

Yu He looked at the tortoise shell on the table, and carefully asked: "Master, are you divination? Why is the divination like this?"

As a personal disciple, Yu He learned a little bit of knowledge, but the hexagrams on the table showed that the divination failed.

But that's weird isn't it?

Is there any hexagram in this world that the master cannot predict?

The national teacher said regretfully: "I can't calculate her hexagram, no matter how many times I try, I still can't calculate it."

she?

Could it be the little princess that master said?

That's right, only the little princess had an accident. At this juncture, except for the little princess, there is no one else worthy of the master's repeated divination.

Yu He said with a pleasant smile, "It must be because the weather is too hot. Master, do you want to rest for a while?"

The national teacher sighed: "It has nothing to do with the weather. I have calculated it for many years."

Master, you are exaggerating, the little princess is only four years old.

Yu He sat down on the opposite side of Master Guoshi, opened the lid of the food box, scooped up a bowl of iced mung bean soup and offered it with both hands: "Master, here it is."

Master Guoshi took it and took a sip, and said no more.

...

In a wing room of a certain courtyard, the man in black and the peddler who had treated his injuries stood respectfully in the center of the room. In front of them was a man in a gray cloak.

The weather was sweltering, the man put down the cap of the cloak, and took off the mask on his face.

He glanced at the two of them and asked, "Is everything done?"

The peddler said, "He's here."

The man in black added: "It's just that I caught one more."

The peddler is speechless, if you don’t speak, you will die, right?

"What does it mean to catch one more?" The man asked with a frown.

The peddler hurriedly pointed to his injured thigh and said: "It's the classmate of the little princess. He came here by himself, and he couldn't get rid of it by biting my leg! But adults, please don't worry, the little ones have already got the news from the little princess. That is He's a poor kid. He doesn't even have a father or mother in his family. He only has an older sister who studies in the academy next door. Even if he dies outside, no one can care about him!"

The man snorted coldly: "It's better to be like this!"

The man in black hesitated for a moment, then said after deliberation: "Master, the little princess... really won't give me something to eat? It's already afternoon now, and she's been hungry for a long time."

The man said lightly: "Let her suffer a little, so that the monarch will feel more distressed and angry."

The man in black murmured, "Wouldn't you be hungry for something?"

The man said indifferently: "You won't die of starvation for a day or two, remember to give some water to drink at night."

The man in black: "...Yes."

In the firewood room, two little bean dings were squatting in the corner.

"Qingkong, I'm hungry." The little princess said tearfully.

Xiao Jingkong woke up for a while, he listened carefully to the movement outside, and asked her in a low voice, "Are you still hungry?"

"Yeah." The little princess nodded aggrievedly, "Sugar doesn't make you hungry."

Xiao Qingkong was deeply taught by his great-aunt, and he has the habit of hiding snacks. In his purse, he hid a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus candy and a small packet of candied fruit.

Just now the little princess was hungry, and he had eaten more than half of it for her, leaving only three pieces of candy and two candied fruit.

Xiao Jingkong gave her another piece of candy and a candied fruit: "No more. We don't know when we will be able to go home yet, and I will leave the rest for you to eat at night."

"En." The little princess nodded obediently, grabbed the candied fruit with one small hand, and osmanthus candy with the other.

"Why don't you eat?" she asked.

Xiao Jingkong patted his belly: "I have a lot of meat, it's okay if I don't eat a meal."

The little princess thought for a while, and then handed the bigger sweet-scented osmanthus candy to him: "This, you eat."

She can't eat all the time by herself, Xiao Jingkong doesn't eat anything.

This bit of sugar isn't enough to stuff my teeth.

——Thought Xiao Jingkong, who used to rely on robbing young monks for every meal to get enough.

"You can eat." Xiao Jingkong stuffed the candy into her mouth.

"Hmm..." The little princess's mouth was full.

Woohoo, osmanthus candy is so delicious.

Xiao Jingkong has excellent hearing, he can hear that there is no one in the yard at the moment.

He looked at the little princess: "Xiaoxue, shall we escape?"

The little princess who had just stuffed the candied fruit into her mouth looked at her blankly like a chubby squirrel with puffed cheeks: "How do you escape?"

Xiao Qingkong came to the door, the door of the firewood room was open, with a copper lock on the outside, and there was a narrow door gap.

Xiaoqingkong is a child, his skeleton is very small, his flesh can be squeezed, he slipped his little hand and grabbed something and slipped out through the crack of the door.

Then I heard the door lock click twice, and the brass lock was picked open.

Little Princess Star Eyes: "Wow! You are amazing, Jing Kong!"

Clearance also feels that he is powerful.

"Learned from Brother Chengfeng." He said.

"Who is Brother Chengfeng?" the princess asked.

My current "sister"——

Xiao Jingkong said: "A brother, I will bring you to see him some other day."

"Okay, okay!"

The little princess was shocked by Xiao Jingkong's magical skills, and suddenly forgot what a dangerous thing they were doing.

Xiao Qingkong pushed open the door of the firewood room, took the little princess to the yard, and found a suitable place to climb over the wall.

He said to the little princess: "There is a tree here, we will be able to climb over the wall after a while."

The little princess lowered her head, said to her little finger, "But I don't know how to climb trees."

Xiao Jingkong thought for a while, then swished back to the firewood room, and came out with a rope in his arms.

"You grab the rope and I pull you up."

The little princess: "I can't catch it."

Small clearance: "..."

"Okay, then I can only tie you up first."

Xiao Jingkong tied one end of the rope around the little Princess' waist and the other end around his own.

Then he swished up the tree, jumped onto the wall, and pulled the little princess up.

Ordinary five-year-olds don't have his strength.

He practiced basic skills every day to lay a very solid foundation, and also practiced the boxing techniques taught to him by Xiaojihou, which greatly improved his physical fitness.

"I'll put you down now." Xiao Qingkong tightened the reins and put the little princess on the other side of the wall bit by bit.

After the man in black and the peddler came out of the main house, they raised their hands and grabbed the skirts of their clothes.

too hot.

Sweating profusely.

The peddler said: "Hurry up and see how the little princess is doing, the firewood room is so stuffy, don't faint from the heat."

The two went to the woodshed together.

Surprisingly, he found that the lock had been picked, and the two little bean dings in the room were gone!

The man in black suddenly changed color: "Who let them go!"

The peddler frowned and said, "Let go? This yard is full of our people! You should ask who rescued them!"

"Damn it!" The man in black gritted his teeth, suddenly his ears moved, and he looked towards the wall, "Who is it!"

The peddler jumped onto the wall with his toes. He looked around and found a rope in the grass not far away.

It is the rope of their woodshed.

The man in black jumped over the wall and came to the peddler: "Did you find anything?"

The peddler looked at a large sorghum field ahead of him, and finally found the footprints of a child in a very hidden muddy puddle.

Judging from the direction of the toes, it is going to the sorghum field.

The peddler said coldly: "Chase!"

The peddler and the man in black chased to the sorghum field.

"Qingkong, why did you run to the sorghum field just now? You still want to step on the puddle with my shoes?"

"This is a trick to deceive the enemy, making them think that we have gone there, but we are actually going this way!"

The two little bean dings slipped into the woods.

Jiaojiao will definitely come to him.

Before that, he just had to find a place to hide himself.

...

The man in black and the vendor searched the entire sorghum field before realizing they had been tricked.

There is nothing in the sorghum field!

There are no figures, not even traces of people hastily walking through it!

In addition, the hawker realized an even more irritating problem: "No one came to rescue them, they ran away by themselves!"

The man in black asked, "Why did you say that?"

The peddler snorted coldly: "If someone really found that courtyard, do you think that after so long, no one from the government will come to search it?"

The man in black suddenly realized.

The peddler's eyes were fierce: "It must be that brat! When I catch him, I have to kill him!"

The two chased to the woods.

The forest is full of towering trees, the branches and leaves shade the sun, and even the temperature is much cooler than outside.

The man in black said as he walked, "Actually, we don't have to find the little princess, we can let other families find it. Anyway, our purpose is not to make meritorious service in this matter."

The peddler said: "We don't need this credit, but we must ensure that the Han family will not get it either! If they find the little princess and make atonement, then what's the point of all we have done!"

The man in black was thoughtful: "That's true."

The peddler hehe said: "The last time we can't take advantage of the Han family, it's better for us to take the credit ourselves."

While talking, the two walked further and further away.

On a century-old plane tree, a middle-aged man in his early forties came down from the air with a guard.

The middle-aged man looked at a big tree opposite: "Patriarch Yang, isn't it hot on the tree? It's still hidden?"

There was a moment of silence on the branch, and a five-year-old man in a navy blue brocade was brought back to the ground by two guards.

He greeted the middle-aged man casually: "Patriarch Dong."

The middle-aged man called Patriarch Dong smiled, and looked around in all directions: "Everyone, come out, there are many mosquitoes in this forest, it is not worthwhile to hide behind a tree and get bitten."

As soon as he finished speaking, three more men walked over one after another with their own guards either from the tree or behind the tree.

Patriarch Dong smiled, and glanced at the three of them one by one: "Master Chen, Lord Du, Brother Feng, Boy Feng."

The first three are about the same age as Patriarch Dong, and they are all in their prime of life. Patriarch Du Dufeng is only twenty-three years old this year, and he is the youngest patriarch of the top ten families.

It's not that he is capable, but that the elders of the Feng family are gone, and only he and his brother are left to depend on each other, supporting the precarious family.

Patriarch Dong said with a pleasant smile: "It seems that everyone has been following them since they entered the forest, so everyone must have heard what they said just now. I might as well tell everyone the truth, that man dressed as a peddler is The masters that the Mu family invited from the underground martial arts field a few years ago are very good at lightness."

Master Chen said: "So the Mu family did this, and the Mu family wants to deal with the Han family?"

Patriarch Dong smiled and said, "It seems so at the moment."

Master Du asked: "Why did the Mu family do this?"

Patriarch Dong smiled: "As soon as Concubine Wan's accident happened, the Mu family attacked the Han family. Don't you think there is any connection between this?"

Lord Feng became angry: "You just say that Concubine Wan was framed by Concubine Han!"

Patriarch Dong's smile remained unchanged: "You said that, I didn't say it."

"You—" Master Feng choked.

Among the ten masters, Master Dong is a famous smiling fox.

Talking to him is the easiest way to step on the pit.

Patriarch Dong said with a smile: "Except for the Mu family, Wang family, Su family, and Han family, the rest of the families have arrived. I have a proposal. I don't know if you want to hear it."

Mr. Feng is the most annoying about his tricks, he can hold back several farts in one sentence: "Say what you have to say!"

If you fart, let it go!

Patriarch Dong's eyes swept over everyone one by one: "The Mu family is related to the Wang family and the Su family. If something happens to the Mu family, it will be difficult for the two families to get rid of them. Even if they are not angered by the monarch, they will definitely not be separated. any good."

Master Feng annoyed him to death: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

The head of the Dong family put his hands behind his back and said with a smile on his face: "The Mu family has committed a capital crime by arresting the little princess, and the Han family's lack of protection is also a crime of dereliction of duty, but these alone are not enough to overthrow the two families. One... I mean, what if... the little princess has an accident? Can the two... still survive?"

Master Du frowned: "You mean—"

Patriarch Dong's smile gradually became darker: "What I mean is, instead of the six of us competing for the credit for finding the little princess, and getting bloody, it's better to kill the Mu and Han families and divide them up directly. The power! This will not hurt harmony, but also allow everyone to take advantage of it."

Patriarch Yang, who was the oldest at the scene, smiled: "Smiling fox, you are really ruthless."

Patriarch Dong glanced at him, and said: "The Han and Mu families are big fat, don't you want to take a bite? Heifengqi, Baggage Camp... We also contributed our efforts back then, but why can't we tell the difference between the big families? To the Xuanyuan family's military power?"

There was a sudden silence in the woods.

That's right, they also paid a huge price for defeating the Xuanyuan family back then, but in the end they didn't get any military power.

It's fine for Nangong's family to be big, they were born as military generals, but why are Mu's family, who have been in Wen for generations, assigned to the supply camp? !

They are not convinced!

The people in the woods began to feel a little restless.

"Let's go." The youngest Patriarch Feng Wuxiu turned and left without interest.

Patriarch Dong squinted his eyes, looked at Yushu Linfeng's back, and asked with a sneer: "Boy Feng, did you agree or not?"

Feng Wuxiu waved his hand: "No promise."

Patriarch Dong threatened: "Then you can't just leave like this."

Feng Wuxiu glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "If you can stop me, just try."

Patriarch Dong's guard held the sword hilt at his waist.

But suddenly, a young Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe descended from the sky, like an unshakable god, blocking Feng Wuxiu behind him.

Everyone was shocked.

Patriarch Yang couldn't believe it: "Master Qingfeng!"

Feng Wuxiu is young, but his aura is not weak at all: "I don't care what you do, and I won't report on you, but I, the Feng family, will take the credit for this achievement!"

All the masters at the scene joined hands, and they were no match for Qingfeng, who was so stubborn... Patriarch Dong smiled.

He said: "I was just joking, why should I take it seriously? Alright, let's each rely on our abilities and see who can rescue the little princess first!"

It was only a little bit close, the hateful Feng Wuxiu suddenly messed up the whole situation!

"Brother, let's go." Feng Wuxiu said to Taoist Qingfeng.