Shi Zhenxiang has been a little bored recently.

Since she returned from Helelou, she has rarely left the mansion.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

Upstairs, she made Jia Sidao embarrassed in front of so many people and successfully left some marks on his face. However, she was also taught a lesson by Jia Sidao in a way that she could not speak for at all.

So, whether she taught Jia Sidao a lesson or Jia Sidao took advantage of her, even she couldn't tell what she was.

These days, it’s not that no one came to see her for the women she hooked up with, but after playing together a few times, Shi Zhenxiang found that she could not find the pleasure she should have before. Instead, she felt more and more depressed or empty, and she always felt that something was missing.

After having breakfast, Shi Zhenxiang went around the garden as usual.

This is a habit she has always maintained. In this garden that covers a large area, there are no strange trees in the flowers and plants that Shi Zhenxiang personally fiddled with. Many of them were transplanted from various places in the Song Dynasty to Youran Center. This is also the place where she spends the most time on weekdays except for hooking up with wealthy ladies.

Taking care of these flowers and plants with your own hands every day has long become an indispensable part of her life.

Of course, this garden that belongs to Shi Zhenxiang is in the forbidden area in this huge Shi Mansion, and only one or two people can come in. Among the limited one or two people, it is obviously not included Shi Xiang, the young master of Shi Mansion. After all, even Shi Xiang wants to come in, he must first have Shi Zhenxiang nodded before he dares to set foot.

When Shi Songzhi walked into the garden, Shi Zhenxiang was half-squatting and holding a small shovel to fill the soil for the magnolia. At this moment, Shi Zhenxiang was less likely to see the elegance and domineering she usually saw, and seemed focused and quiet. The soft light of the morning sun bloomed colorful halos on Shi Zhenxiang's body.

Too similar!

In a trance, Shi Songzhi was a little lost.

"Don't my father, who is busy with official duties, need not go to court today?

Shi Zhenxiang skillfully flipped the shovel and said softly without looking back.

In this garden, there are only two people in the entire Shi Mansion and the entire Shi clan who can freely step on foot without her permission. One is Shi Zhenxiang herself, and the other is Shi Songzhi.

"I heard that Xiang'er, you haven't left the mansion these days? What's wrong? Are you still angry as a father?"

Shi Songzhi smiled with his hands behind his back, with a kind smile. At this moment, Shi Songzhi was obviously no longer the powerful minister in the court who was afraid of, but just a kind father.

"My daughter is just tired and doesn't want to leave the house."

Shi Zhenxiang quickly turned over the soil at the root of the magnolia. Without getting up, she began to turn over the soil of the calendula beside the magnolia.

"I didn't mean to blame you on my father that day. Think about it, Jia Shixian is the fourth rank of the dynasty and is even more of the uncle of the Jinkou imperial family. You treat him like that, not only will he lose his face alone, but also makes Concubine Jia and Concubine Jia and the concubine Jia look down. You don't know who Concubine Jia is, but you are even more of that to Jia Shixian..."

"Are you still worried that my shameless daughter would lose the face of your elder and Shijia?"

Shi Zhenxiang continued to fiddle with her love flower, without even picking her eyelids, interrupting Shi Songzhi's words.

When Shi Songzhi came back from the Qinzheng Hall, someone reported to him. After all, although Shi Songzhi was extremely fond of Shi Zhenxiang, the helmsman of the Shi family was Shi Songzhi after all.

Shi Songzhi, who was still sighing in his heart that Jia Sidao was indeed a dog who couldn't change his shit, was furious when he heard that the culprit was his daughter. Shi Zhenxiang was obviously not a good-for-nothing lamp, and the father and daughter parted in disagreement.

Yesterday, I heard the butler say that the young lady had not left the mansion for a whole ten days. Even the women who used to visit were in great interest. Shi Songzhi naturally thought Shi Zhenxiang was still angry with him, so he came to take a look after the court early in the morning.

In fact, Shi Songzhi was not dissatisfied with this daughter, even though Shi Zhenxiang liked women.

"Xiang'er..."

"master!"

The old butler Uncle Fu's voice rang at the entrance of the garden.

Shi Songzhi frowned and turned around and said, "Uncle Fu, what's the matter?"

"The Baohe Palace is waiting for the system, and the Lin'an Prefecture Chief Judge Jia is here to visit."

"Click!"

Shi Zhenxiang, who was turning over the soil, heard Uncle Fu's words, and his delicate body was slightly shocked but he dug two of the roots of the calendula.

"Jia Shixian?" Shi Songzhi raised his eyebrows and looked back at Shi Zhenxiang, who seemed to be fiddling with flowers and plants as if nothing had happened. A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, "Go and invite Lord Jia to the study to serve tea, and I will arrive later."

"Yes, Master."

Uncle Fu's footsteps gradually faded away.

"Xiang'er, I was so angry that I was a little angry about my father that day. You don't have to be angry with yourself like this, right? Now **** is just right. I'll let Shi Cong arrange it and you go out and relax..."

"My father, my daughter is not angry, she just doesn't want to walk around in recent days. You don't have to worry anymore."

Shi Zhenxiang, who turned her back to Shi Songzhi, was a little panicked for no reason, forcibly keeping herself calm and said in a sweet voice.

Shi Songzhi was slightly stunned when he heard Shi Zhenxiang's words, as if he was telling the truth about the words of this tricky-tempered baby daughter.

"Then... I'm going to see the guests now. If you have any questions, just let Uncle Fu arrange it."

"Well, my father, go, my daughter knows it."

Shi Zhenxiang had a little urging in her brisk words.

"Then I'll go now for the Father."

Hearing the footsteps behind him gradually faded away, Shi Zhenxiang threw the delicate shovel in her hand to the ground, and took two steps back and forth with annoyance while pinching the corner of her clothes. She didn't know what she thought of, but two tiny reds flew on her pretty face without any makeup.

After a while, Shi Zhenxiang stopped, bit her red lips lightly, and took a deep breath.

"Yu'er, boil water, take a shower and change clothes."

"Ah? Yes, Miss!"

...

When Shi Songzhi came in, Jia Sidao was leaning over to look at the character on Shi Songzhi's desk. There was no signature, but it could be placed on Shi Songzhi's desk. Then look at the wolf-haired pen on the inkstone next to it. Needless to think about it, it must be from Shi Songzhi's hands.

"Concentrate and calm your energy!"

The pen is strong.

"Haha, is Shi Xian good enough to do this?"

As soon as Shi Songzhi entered the door, he saw Jia Sidao lying on the desk and looking at the words he wrote last night, and said with a smile.

He had been waiting for Jia Sidao to visit but had been waiting for a long time.

On the day Meng Gong left, he asked Meng Gong to bring a message to Jia Sidao, but Jia Sidao had no movement, which made Shi Songzhi very helpless. No matter what, although he had clearly shown goodwill to Jia Sidao, Jia Sidao had never clearly stated that he would stand on the same front with him.

With his current status, Shi Songzhi has said everything he should say. You can't lick your face and then take the initiative to come to invite Jia Sidao to visit him or to visit Jia Sidao himself?

Of course, there is another important reason for this.

That is, Shi Songzhi is actually not very optimistic about Jia Sidao. Not only because Jia Sidao is not worth enough now, but because the assassination of Concubine Jia made Shi Songzhi hesitate a little.

Which one of the people who can be able to attack Concubine Jia, whom Zhao Yun’s favorite, is better to meet in the palace?

Jia Sidao is just a bond. For others, Jia Sidao is soaring and has a great holy heart. However, for people at Shi Songzhi's level, it is obvious that Jia Sidao's weight is still too light, or Jia Sidao does not have the qualification to let Shi Songzhi take the initiative to make friends and win him over.

The reason why he wanted to see Jia Sidao so differently was that in addition to his extremely relied on her confidant Meng Gong, the most important thing was that Shi Songzhi cared about the emperor's favorite concubine, Concubine Jia, behind Jia Sidao.

This is also an investment.

After all, if Concubine Jia could give birth to Lin'er for the emperor, then as long as this child is normal, then the position of the prince is determined to be this child.

For several generations of the Song Dynasty, the fact that the royal bloodline was thin is not a secret, but it seemed to have become a curse. Zhao Yun was almost in his forties, and now he was only one descendant of the Princess of Ruiguo.

Although I didn't say it, inside and outside the court, there is really no hope for Zhao Yun to have another child in the future. Even Guifei Jia, the child, was an unexpected surprise or surprise for many people.

Some people want to let the child come out, but naturally some people don’t want to let the child come out.

Once Shi Songzhi and Jia Sidao really reach a tacit understanding, then he needs to face those existences that are extremely hostile to Concubine Jia and even have already attacked Concubine Jia.

To form an alliance with Concubine Jia who has not given birth to a child, and then face those enemies hidden in the dark, it is the enemy, not the political enemy. After all, the political enemy is just a disagreement and will not harm the family or even the lives. The Song Dynasty has been established for hundreds of years, and there are often disputes between cliques, but there has never been any loss of life after losing his official position.

Of course, this situation is also related to the fact that Emperor Taizu made no killing of scholars and officials.

However, the enemies of Concubine Jia had obviously reached the threshold for weapons to meet each other. Before seeing any profit, he had made such a high-risk investment. For Shi Songzhi, he had to think about it carefully.

"Haha, Shi Xiang has a strong writing skills. How dare Shi Xian show off his skills? He can only take a look."

Jia Sidao stood up and bowed to Shi Songzhi to perform the rituals.

"Haha, if Shi Xian likes it, how about I give you this masculine work?" Shi Songzhi sat down in front of the desk, stretched out his hand and flicked the words, signaling Jia Sidao to sit down, and said with a smile.

"That Shi Xian thanked Shi Xiang."

To be fair, Jia Sidao really likes this calligraphy by Shi Songzhi very much. Since Shi Songzhi wants to give it away, he doesn’t make any sense, right?

"You, you!"

Shi Songzhi smiled and pointed Jia Sidao with his hands. He seemed to like Jia Sidao's not too restrained way of speaking.

The maid quickly changed the tea and re-served the good tea.

Shi Songzhi glanced at Jia Sidao, who seemed to be drinking tea carefully, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. This kid was more patient than those old people.

"Xiang'er has done the Hele Tower business, I..."

"Hey, Shi Xiang, what's wrong with Hele Tower?"

When Jia Sidao heard Shi Songzhi talk about Hele Tower, he looked up and gave Shi Songzhi a bright smile and said in confusion.

Although it is a bit rude to interrupt Shi Songzhi's words, if Shi Songzhi says something about apologizing or apologizing, it is truly ignorant of advancing and retreating. What's more, it seems that Shi Songzhi doesn't know how to say about Helelou.

If you are a decent deputy minister and a high-ranking minister, how can you say so easily? How can you listen so casually?

Seeing Jia Sidao who was smiling very brightly, Shi Songzhi suddenly thought of the scene when he appeared in Qinzheng Hall that day with those bright red scratches, his eyes unconsciously became a little weird.

I didn't know at that time, but I could laugh it off as a joke. Now that I know it was the result of my precious daughter, Shi Song's mood was naturally different.
To be continued...