"Is there any news about Nian Gengyao?" Jiuye asked quickly. He was beating the concubine today to see if the queen, who is said to be very favored, was confident. As a result, this person was so confident that he even spoke with a voice. He had a bad premonition in his heart, "Did the Eighth Master secretly ask someone to contact Nian Gengyao and let the fourth brother know?"

Eighth Master frowned. Isn’t it just thinking about this in the past two days?

As he was talking, He Zhuo came in and asked with a bitter face: "I wonder who has heard of the Legend of the Condor Heroes?" Anyway, the young man was ignorant and had never heard of it at all.

"What's the biography?" Jiu Ye said, "There are any biography of miscellaneous books and biographys in this world that I have never heard of?"

He Zhuo said it again and bowed his hand repeatedly, "I don't know where Master Jiu has seen it. The young man will beat someone and find him. It's better to send it to the palace as soon as possible."

I haven't heard of it yet.

The Eighth Master waved his hand, "If it's easy to find, I won't find my place." He ordered He Zhuo, "Send people out and find them. As long as there is really, you can always find them." It was the one who came to the imperial court, and the author was always there. Even if the author dies, there will never be any draft left.

He Zhuo hurried out of the study and bumped hard with the young man who was jogging all the way.

"Ouch!" the boy screamed exaggeratedly.

"I'm sorry!" He Zhuo was hit and took two steps back, but now he apologized first, "My prince, why is it so exciting?"

The young man was not very young, at the age of fourteen or fifteen. He had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but the flying aura on his body made him look extremely ostentatious. Who else could Miao Hongwang, who was the only one in the Eighth Master's Mansion? He asked without answering a question, "What are you doing with sir?"

Although He Zhuo is a guest, he really wants to talk about it, but he is also watching Hongwang grow up and is more doting and tolerant towards him. "There is someone coming to the palace. I want to find this book. I am going to be a young man."

"You're going in person?" Hongwang looked outside, "It's all night."

"It's urgent!" He Zhuo explained a few words and was about to leave.

Hongwang frowned, but saw He Zhuo hurriedly leaving without waiting for him to speak.

Someone came to the palace? Still looking for books?

This must not be what the emperor wants.

There is no one except Hongshi who can be so meticulous.

He snorted disdainfully, but heard Ama's voice coming from inside, "Hongwang? Come in."

Hongwang went in to salute and called Uncle Jiu again.

Master Eighth looked at the mud on his son's boots, "Where are you going wild again?"

Why is it wild?

Hongwang curled his lips, "I don't know how to be sour and jealous."

The Eighth Master shouted loudly, "You are not young anymore. You should start a family after the filial piety period. Are you still like this after marrying a concubine? At least you are more steady..."

Hongwang thought to himself that training the guards is not steady. He doesn't like to listen to this. He stood up and said, "I haven't paid any greetings to my mother." As he said hello to Master Jiu and ran away.

Master Eight was so angry that he complained to Master Ninth, "Look at him!"

What is the point like a gentle self?

Hongwang came out of the study and kicked the flower pot next to him, and looked back at the study, "...I am much more patient with Hongshi than with his own son..."

He went to the main courtyard and immediately restrained the expression on his face and walked in in a regular manner.

The servants kept saluting, and he stopped outside the main hall.

The girl who was holding the curtain smiled, "The prince is back, I will go in and report it now."

Hongwang responded and stood motionless at the door of Fujin's house. He knew that this station would take at least a quarter of an hour, whether it was windy, rainy or severe cold and heat, except for Ama who was exceptional and unexpected, there would be no exceptions at other times.

The Eighth Concubine's nanny advised the master, "...Now the prince is old, not a child who doesn't know anything. Do you do this again..."

"So what?" The Eighth Concubine put out her makeup in front of the mirror. "This legitimate mother and the illegitimate son have to set the rules from the beginning. Raising a child is like training a dog. If you throw a bone and pick it up, you reward it with a piece of meat. If you throw it away or not, you have to give it a whip. If this continues, it will become obedient and obedient."

But this person is not a dog.

The nurse was also worried, "After all, I was kept under the concubine's knees, and I got intimate with two points..."

"No matter how intimate you are, it's not that my stomach crawled out." A trace of gloom flashed in the Eighth Concubine's eyes, "The mutton cannot be attached to the dog. This is the real word of roughness or not. I don't expect to rely on him in the future, or whatever..." If Yinsi walked in front of him, he would chase Yinsi with a bag of medicine. If he was lucky enough to walk in front of Yinsi, there would be nothing to worry about.

She had to tell him who was the master of this mansion.

The nanny sighed and stopped persuading her. Yes, looking at the four concubines in the past, we can’t blame the concubine for thinking so. Because they don’t have a son, they all climbed up to their heads. Even if they are the queen, those concubines don’t give face but don’t give face. What can she do to others? It would be better to set up this rule from the beginning, and be able to live a good life and make a fortune.

In a quarter of an hour, the curtain was lifted up.

"The concubine asked the prince to come in." The girl who lifted the curtain changed a few times, but she always said a few words.

Hongwang walked in step by step, stopped and knelt down after twelve steps. The floor tiles had been polished by himself. He knelt down and kowtowed, "Please pay tribute to the legitimate mother."

"An!" The Eighth Concubine said only this sentence with a pity.

Hongwang didn't raise his head. Sometimes he might not think about the appearance of the concubine, "I wish my son a good health every day."

The Eighth Concubine followed: "I wish my son good health and safety every day."

Then the two of them completed the necessary rituals every day. One stood up and left, the other went into the inner room to take off their clothes and take off their ornaments and clean their faces.

Hongwang felt relieved after coming out of the main house. He turned around and asked the little eunuch who was serving him, "Mr. He is back?" He had to study with his husband at night.

The little eunuch shook his head, "...it's probably not easy to find..."

"Go and inquire about what book?" Hongwang said and snorted. He wanted to see what important things made the mansion uneasy.

Hongshi didn't expect that Uncle Eight sent someone to find the book. He assigned homework to Hongzhou, and then came out of the room to ask the person, "Have you asked the bookstore?"

Even booksellers of all sizes have never let go, but I have never seen them.

Sun Defu whispered: "Why should I go to Qingping Office to ask about this from Long Sui Ye Study?"

This is a way.

Hongshi signaled Sun Defu to just go, but when he turned his face, he came back, but Hongzhou was stretching his neck to look at him.

Hongzhou only heard words such as "Long Sui Ye Study" and "Qingping Office". He had seen people waiting to reply to the outside. He immediately took care of himself. What are you looking for? It was the Emperor's study and the Qingping Office.

"What are you looking at?" Hongshi turned around and glared, "Go back to do your homework."

Hongzhou's eyes rolled, "Brother Third, what are you looking for? Please come to me."

What do you know, little hairy child?

Hongshi ignored him, "Don't ask for trouble! I can recite the books today?"

Hongzhou's head shrank, and he could not recite it now. Hongli only learned this now. Why are you anxious? Take your time. When he looked secretly, Sun Defu, who was beside his third brother, could no longer see anyone. He immediately covered his stomach, "San brother, I want to leave the palace."

Why does this kid have so many things?

Hongshi pointed behind the screen, "Isn't there a Gongbu?"

"I can't pull you down here." Hongzhou jumped with his stomach in his arms, "I have eaten a lot these two days, but it's a little smelly..."

This is disgusting!

Hongshi waved his hand, "Hurry up. Stop rubbing!"

Hongzhou responded loudly, and then ran out. After leaving the house, he saw that Hongshi had not come out, so Xiaoluzi came over and whispered a few instructions.

Xiaoluzi responded and ran away along the base of the wall.

Hongzhou squatted in the corner of the wall for a while and then got up and headed towards the study.

Hongshi was reading a book of "The Legend of the Legend of the Gods". While reading it, he frowned. Why is it not a good read? It was just a hero. He saw the father and daughter who were singing, and then heard about the tragic experience of the daughter of the family, so he avenged the father and daughter. He saw the ending from the beginning. Moreover, the story was completely unremarkable. It was a plagiarism work in a book that took out a summary story and changed it to a place name.

Hongzhou glanced at the cover and couldn't help but be amazed. This third brother is really brave and dares to read such idle books openly.

When Xiaoluzi sneaked in and reported in a low voice, Hongzhou was really scared this time.

The book the third brother went to Qingping Office should be the book that Emperor Ama reads. It turns out that they are working hard here.

Hongshi turned his head and saw Hongzhou muttering to the eunuch beside him again. He threw the book in his hand and hit Hongzhou in the head. Hongzhou oh, turned his face but smiled at Hongshi, "Third brother...that...that's Wu Shu beside the fourth brother, who is here to pass on the words, read the book now! read the book now!"

This kid just deserves a beating! He will do something else if he doesn't pay attention.

Hongzhou was now studying, but his mind was circling. Why did Emperor Ama ask the third brother to come and see him? Do he disliked himself for being too close to Hongli? Or did he feel that he was too distant from Hongshi and asked him to develop feelings for this third brother?

Then he shook his head slightly, both of which were somewhat unreliable.

My mother raised Hongli, and Hongli's biological mother raised him. How can I say this relationship? If I don't get close, what should be involved will still be involved. And with Hongshi... there are more opportunities to cultivate feelings. When I am confined, Isn't I afraid that the third brother will feel that he is implicated and he will take his anger? Isn't this the counterproductive?

Emperor Ama really can't do this.

Then why?

Thinking of the people who were waiting outside the Eighth Master's Mansion, Hongzhou's mind flashed, and it seemed that he understood a little.

Even when I was looking for a free book, the third brother could think of finding the Eight Virtue Kings. It shows how close the relationship between the two is usually. What is even more unbelievable is that the third brother did this with confidence and openness, and there was no intention of hiding the Emperor Ama at all.

Is this brain stuck in the door?

The Emperor and the Eighth Uncle hated each other for ten thousand years! Do you dare to rebel and surrender to the enemy? Are you not afraid of being Emperor and the Emperor... He had made up for eighteen criminal laws and had enough intentions and became more and more serious after he calmed down. The Emperor asked the third brother to move into the palace, and asked him to supervise himself, and by the way he was also confined in disguise. To put it bluntly, it was just to separate him from the Eighth Uncle.

But now, the person involved has no such understanding at all.

What should I do?

If he still asked both sides to be sticky during his confinement period, then the board would be knocked down in the future... He touched his butt, and probably the emperor who was angry would not feel that he was pure and innocent.

So does it mean that this is not to ask the third brother to supervise his own study, but to supervise the third brother's whereabouts?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that it is! The more I think about it, the more I feel that I can’t live this life.
To be continued...