After the righteous Teng Tianhan left, Lord An returned to the main room. When Mrs. An saw him come back, she stood up and asked the nanny beside her to go down.

"Yun Ya is leaving?"

Lord An kicked off the wooden clogs on his feet, sat on the bed of the Arhat carved with five blessings and longevity, and said, "Let's go, this guy has a problem for me."

"What?" Mrs. An handed over a cup of tea and sat on the other side of the kang table.

Lord An showed a helpless and bitter smile and told Qin Liuxi about his life experience.

Mrs. An exclaimed: "It turned out to be Qin Yuanshan's granddaughter. This is a big deal. The saint hates Qin Yuanshan. I went to pay tribute to the Empress a while ago, and I also heard of it. The saint is still resentful of the sacrifice last year."

"So it's a trouble. The saint valued this sacrifice, but it was a mistake again. It would be strange if Qin Yuanshan could not be exiled. If Concubine Meng had not given birth to a little prince last year and had to accumulate blessings for him, the female family would probably have to follow him." Lord An said: "And Teng Yunya wanted to turn over this case and get Qin Yuanshan and the others back."

"Is this sacrifice really framed?" Mrs. An was a little curious.

Lord An snorted and laughed: "No matter whether it is true or not, it is true, that is his skills are inferior to others, and his fate is the fate. In this officialdom and political enemies, there are fewer such things?"

As the saying goes, where there are martial arts and lakes, there are struggles, and the same is true in the officialdom. There are countless disputes in this deep sea that thousands of students yearn for.

Qin Yuanshan is just a victim of factional struggles. He has never been the only one, nor will he be the last one.

If you end up in this way, it can only be said that it is fate, but your own methods are not as good as your opponent. If you plunge into the trap, you will be defeated.

And he is not the most unfair one. Think about whoever defeated the throne, or who is the one who is wrongly defeated, he will lose his head if he says he loses his head.

"What do you think? Speaking of which, our An family has indeed received the favor of this young master." Mrs. An said.

Lord An: "He has the ability to find out and just investigate. As long as he is not wronged, I don't care what he does. Finding the truth is the responsibility of Dali Temple."

Mrs. An understood that this was to promise to give him convenience.

Lord An said again: "What's wrong with Yi'er?"

"I'm sleeping heavily and drooling." Mrs. An said angrily: "This brat scared us at least. When he wakes up, he will definitely beat him up and teach him a lesson."

Lord An said with a dark face: "He was spoiled by you. He was mixed with those little playboys all day long and almost caused a disaster to his family. Fortunately, he was in danger. He had to be detained in this temperament. He turned around and stuffed him to Beidaying to suppress his sex so that he would not cause trouble next time. He would not be so lucky every time."

Mrs. An felt a little distressed when she heard this, and said, "Beida Ying is too hard. Our family also has a Baojiaxian, so it won't attract any dirty things."

Lord An scolded: "A loving mother defeated her son, and he is still ignorant. He wants to go to heaven? Madam, don't always expect Baojiaxian. You forget what the young master said. If our family is not good, Baojiaxian cannot be kept, and it will leave."

Mrs. An shut up.

"In addition, I will restrict you more about this matter today, so don't break your mouth." Lord An said, "Don't spread it to the palace."

"What does the master mean?"

Lord An sighed and said, "The saint knows the year of destiny, and he has been appointed as the crown prince for many years. After the birthday of the Wanbao Festival, it will probably be even hotter. You know that the spring exam is too much water in the capital."

Mrs. An was silent.

Every spring exam, the powerful and powerful are trying to win over these Jinshi. Now that the prince is old, this class of Jinshi is even more popular, and they all want to help themselves.

"The older this person is, the more afraid of heaven's harvest." Lord An whispered quietly: "If you know that there is a way to prolong life and live forever, who wouldn't think about it? In the past, Emperor Gaozu didn't mention it for the sake of immortality."

Mrs. An's heart was shocked.

She understood what Lord An mean was that she was afraid that the saints today would be exhausted and that the people would live in poverty if they wanted to live forever, and she was also afraid that they would cause trouble for Qin Liuxi.

Alas, Taoist people who are extraordinary can't escape from ordinary things.

Teng Mansion.

Teng Tianhan returned to the mansion and went to pay tribute to his mother first. When he talked about his eldest son returning to Beijing, he just wanted to serve his master and preach the Dharma, so it was not convenient to come to his home.

Mrs. Teng said indifferently: "You have also said that the child has a weak relationship, so he can become a disciple. Let him go. Many monks have broken up their relationship with each other."

This doesn't care whether Teng Zhao will come back or not.

Teng Tianhan felt a little cold in his heart, and he said yes reluctantly. He put down his hand that was originally holding the purse again, but he didn't take out the spirit fruit. He said a few words and left.

When he returned to his main room, Wen was still reading a book, and when he saw him come back, he stepped forward to serve him.

Teng Tianhan said: "You are pregnant, don't have to work hard. Just let the maid come up to serve you, so rest."

Wen still smiled and took off his big clothes and said, "After I came back, I thought about it. Zhao'er was not at home and could not be used for short chewing. I thought I would give him a monthly payment every month so that he would not practice hard in the Taoist temple and make a few sets of clothes. What do you think?"

"No need, just give it once a year. As for clothes, my master said there will be a special shop tailored. If you have the heart, just make two sets of underwear." Teng Tianhan's heart warmed a little.

"good."

Teng Tianhan took out his purse, took a fruit, and said, "You open your mouth."

Wen was puzzled, but she still opened her mouth obediently. Seeing him stuffing a fragrant fruit into her mouth, her face turned red. She subconsciously bit her, and the sweetness penetrated her throat, and the sweetness was so sweet that she had never eaten such a delicious fruit.

"What kind of fruit is this? It's so delicious."

Teng Tianhan said: "It is a spiritual fruit from the deep mountains. It is given by Zhaoer. It is very precious and is good for the body. But there are only a few, so don't talk about it." After a pause, he mentioned again: "Don't say it to my mother."

Wen was stunned for a moment and asked carefully: "Is my mother angry that Zhao'er won't go home?"

Teng Tianhan's eyes were a little sad, and he said, "When Zhao'er came back, she cried day and night, and felt very upset. I guess she would think that the child wouldn't kiss him. It's okay, it's hard to force a relative to him. Now the child is living a good life. It's better if he doesn't come, he won't be treated like this."

Teng Zhao: Do ​​you think I care?

Wen reached out, held his hand, and said warmly: "Don't be sad, isn't this the one with us parents?"

"Um."

At this time, Teng Zhao lifted the curtain and saw the shaft of the car, and asked, "Why is the road back to Jiuxuan Auction Hall far away? It's not here for so long."

The coachman quickly replied: "If you go back to the Taoist priest, because the list of Jinshi will be released tomorrow, there will be Jinshi parades on the streets. The route has been decided, and the people from the Five City Military and Ma Si are also clearing the roadblocks, so they have to go around for a while."
Chapter completed!