Chapter 738: Witty milk bag (two more) (1/2)
Chapter 738 Witty little milk bag (two more)
The disappearance of the little princess is no small matter. The National Master Hall has been dispatched, let alone the major families.
The family members have mobilized the elite forces of the family, striving to find the little princess and make great contributions.
The willingness of the Han family to find is particularly strong.
In the Flower Hall, Old Man Han said with a solemn expression: “This time Zhang Feng and others neglected their duties. If we don’t commit our crimes to find the little princess, the Han family will be in trouble.”
The Han family had already lost a mine for assassinating the emperor's grandson, and they could not be punished by the monarch a second time.
Han Lei has just returned from the palace. Apart from him and Mr. Han, there is also his brother Han Sanye.
Han San Ye is a bastard, and he spent the whole night in the concubine’s room last night. He was slouched at the moment, and Han Lei caught fire when he saw it.
As far as being capable, the ten thirds combined are not as good as the second. According to his original intention, it is time for the third to give Han Ye a top package.
At least what the Han family loses is just a straw bag!
Because he is the daughter of the old lady, even if he doesn’t have to work hard or contribute to the family, he can still enjoy his success!
Han Lei gave his younger brother a fierce look, and took a lot of effort to resist the urge to slap him to death.
”Father.” Han Lei suppressed his anger and said to Grandpa Han, ”This matter is strange.”
Han old man folded his hands on the handle of the cane, his eyes were like eagle falcons: ”Don't worry about strange things, find the little princess back, and the Han family will be saved!”
Han Lei handed over: ”I see, father, I'll take someone to find it.”
Han grandpa said meaningfully: “Remember, it must be the Han family to find the little princess back!”
Han Lei knows: ”Son understands.”
”And you!” Old lady Han looked at Han Sanye solemnly.
Han Sanye was scolded by his father, so a jealous spirit stood up, raised his hand and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: ”I, I, I... I will go too!”
Old Madam Han hated iron and steel and said, ”Where are you going! Stay at home for me! Don’t step out of the yard for a few days!”
Han Sanye was about to cry.
Why do you want to ban his feet again?
Han Lei called for Chu Nan and asked him to go to the barracks to select a batch of the best quality black wind cavalry. He would take the cavalry from the Han family to find someone in person.
”Father.”
When Han Lei was about to go out, Han Ye rode over.
Han Lei looked at Han Ye's pale face, and then at his feet tightly wrapped in gauze, frowning: ”You are still injured, why did you come out?”
Han Ye endured great pain, his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely determined: ”Father, let me find it too.”
”Naughty! How did you look for it like this? Didn't the doctor tell you to take care of your wounds? If someone finds that your hamstring is broken and your feet are useless, do you think you can still keep your position today?”
Han Lei’s words seemed to pierce Han Ye's heart with a sharp knife.
Gu Changqing's sword hit a dead hand and almost ended his martial arts career.
The monarch will not reuse a dead person.
In order not to be discovered by the monarch of this secret, he can't even go to the palace of the national teacher for treatment!
He does not accept the fact that he has become a useless person!
He can also get on the horse!
You can take a gun! Can hold a sword!
Han Lei understood that his always arrogant son could not accept this heavy blow. He calmed down and said, ”Ye'er, you stay at the house with peace of mind. Father will definitely find a way to heal you.”
”Really?” Han Ye's tone was a little casual.
Han Lei was anxious to convince his son, and said sternly: “It is rumored that Xuanyuan Li Tejin had been prosecuted by the Jin people, but he has not been healed by a god?”
A trace of movement flashed across Han Ye's eyes: ”Is it a national teacher?”
Han Lei shook his head: ”No, the National Master Palace was not built at that time. I don't know who the genius doctor is, but if the rumors are true, then the father will find him for you! Let him heal him at any cost. You! Even if I let my Han family provide him forever, I will recognize him as my father!”
This is the first time Han Ye feels his unreserved concern for himself from his father’s 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 there?”
Han Lei held his shoulders: ”Ye'er, don't say frustrating words, 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 comfortedly: ”You go back and heal your wounds, and the outside affairs will be done by the father.”
Han Ye was carried back to his yard by his servants.
He lay on the cane chair at the door, looking at the scene in the courtyard.
Qixuan patted the little mosquito on her body and said to Han Ye: ”Okay, don't worry, I'll find it for you.”
Han Ye said, ”Thank you, Master.”
Qi Xuan put his hands behind him, and sighed: ”A master and apprentice, I don't want to watch your family have an accident.”
Han Ye pondered for a moment, then suddenly stopped him: ”Master.”
Qixuan 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 let go of this opportunity for meritorious service?”
Qi Xuan raised his eyebrows: ”Do you want me to find the little princess before him?”
Han Ye lowered his eyes and pinched a small mosquito that fell on his leg: ”I hope, if Master meets him, he will kill him for me.”
Qixuan smiled, and Feng Qingyun said calmly, ”Okay.”
In the purple bamboo forest of Guoji Hall, Yu He took the iced food box to the small bamboo house in the forest.
The disciple sitting quietly at the door in the hall said: ”Master, Yu He has sent the sweet soup to relieve the heat.”
The teacher said wearily: ”Let him in.”
”Yes.”
The disciple opened the bamboo curtain of the hall, and rushed to Yu He nodded.
Yu Hemai stepped inside, leaving shoes on the steps, and stepping on the wooden floor with his clean white footwear.
”Master.” Yu He saluted.
In the Hall of National Teachers, only the direct disciples of the National Teachers are eligible to be called Master, and the rest of the disciples are honored as Masters of the National Teachers.
Yu He looked at the turtle shell on the table and asked carefully: ”Master, are you divination? Why is the hexagram like this?”
Yu He, as a direct disciple, learned a little bit of knowledge, and the hexagrams on the table showed that the divination had failed.
But it’s weird, isn’t it?
Are there hexagrams in this world that the master can’t tell?
Guo Shi said regretfully: ”I can't count her hexagram image, no matter how many times I try it, I still can't count it.”
she was?
Could it be the little princess that Master said?
That’s right, only the little princess had an accident. Apart from the little princess, no one else deserves Master’s repeated fortunes.
Yu He smiled calmly and said, “It must be too hot. Master, do you want to rest and count?”
Guo Shi sighed: ”It has nothing to do with the weather. I have been counting on it for many years.”
Master, you are exaggerating, the little princess is only four years old.
Yu He sat down opposite the National Normal University, opened the lid of the food box, and scooped up a bowl of iced mung bean soup with both hands: ”Master, here it is.”
Master Guo Shi took a sip and stopped talking.
……
In a wing room of a courtyard, a man in black and a hawker who had dealt with his injuries stood respectfully in the center of the room. In front of them was a man in a gray cloak.
It was sultry and hot, and the man put down the cap of the cloak and took off the mask from his face.
He glanced at the two of them and asked, ”Is everything done?”
The peddler said: ”Someone is here.”
The man in black added: ”I just caught one more.”
The hawker is speechless, you will die if you don’t speak, right?
”What does it mean to catch one more?” the man asked with frowning.
The vendor hurriedly pointed to his injured thigh and said, ”It's a classmate of the little princess, who came here by himself, and can't shake my leg! But rest assured, adults, the little ones have already gotten the news from the little princess. That is. A poor boy, there is not even a parent at home, only one sister who studies in the college next door. Even if he died outside, no one can manage!”
The man snorted coldly: ”It's best to be like this!”
The man in black hesitated for a moment, and said carefully, ”Master, the little princess...really don't give me something to eat? It's been afternoon now, and she's been hungry for a long time.”
The man said lightly: ”Let her suffer a bit, so that the monarch will feel more distressed and even more angry.”
The man in black muttered, ”You won’t be hungry, right?”
The man said indifferently: ”Hungry for a day or two if you will not die, remember to give some water at night.”
The man in black: ”...Yes.”
In the firewood room, two little peas squatted in the corner.
”Clear space, I'm hungry.” The little princess said tearfully.
Xiao Jingkong has been awake for a while, he listened carefully to the movement outside, and asked her in a low voice, ”Are you still hungry?”
”Yeah.” The county chief nodded Qu Baba, ”Sugar is not hungry.”
The small clear space is so true to my aunt. He has the habit of hiding snacks, so he hides a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus and a small bag of candied fruit in his purse.
Just now the little princess called hungry, he had already eaten more than half of her, and only three pieces of candy and two candied fruit were left.
Xiao Jingkong took another piece of candy and a candied fruit to her: ”It can’t be more. We don’t know when we can go home yet, and we will leave the rest for you to eat at night.”
”Hmm.” The little princess nodded obediently, grabbing the candied fruit with one hand, and the sweet-scented osmanthus candy with the other.
”Why don't you eat?” she asked.
Xiao Jingkong patted her belly: ”I have a lot of meat, and it's okay if I don't eat a meal.”
The little princess thought for a while, and still passed the osmanthus candy, which looks bigger, to him: ”This, you eat.”
She can't keep eating all by herself, and she doesn't eat anything in a small space.
This bit of sugar is not enough to stuff my teeth.
——Think of the small clear space, who used to rely on the little monks to eat every meal.
”You can eat.” Xiao Jingkong put the candy into her mouth.
”Um...” The little princess was gagged.
Woo, sweet-scented osmanthus candy is so delicious.
The small headroom is so powerful that he can hear that there is no one in the yard at the moment.
He looked at the little princess: ”Xiaoxue, shall we escape?”