Although the Guoan Hou Mansion is holding a funeral, the moonlight tonight is still so beautiful, just like Su Changli’s noble temperament and a handsome face, but his mood is not very beautiful today.

Su Changli's carriage returned from the palace in a daze. He stayed in the palace for quite some time today.

Sitting in the carriage, he closed his eyes slightly, but his long eyelashes were curved like fans, and many women did not have the long and curved eyelashes of his.

Today, the emperor called him to his palace palace and sent off the slave palace maids around him, saying that he wanted him to play chess with him, but he said something to him.

"I have always seen your Su family's loyalty to the royal family. Your grandfather is my teacher, and your father is the teacher of Prince Han. Now I value you very much." The emperor said some nice words first. This is also the way of the king and the ministers. It is the common trick. Together and do good deeds, this is the way to govern the country.

"I thank the emperor for his praise." Although he was praised for a long time, he was not surprised or happy. Instead, he became accustomed to it and respectfully thanked the emperor for his kindness.

"I know that you are closer to the prince on weekdays. Of course, this is not a bad thing. If you assist the prince in the future, I will not be assured, but..." He changed his subject: "What do you think of Your Highness Xian?"

"I am very happy that Your Highness is easy-going."

The emperor was slightly dissatisfied with this answer and said, "If Prince Han and His Highness Xian are compared, who is better?"

"Prince Han is naturally a little better, you can see it all." There is nothing wrong with it.

Knowing that what he wanted was another answer, he still defended Prince Han.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Your Highness Xian has never been as smooth as him. He is a little simpler and does not know how to win over people's hearts."

That is, Prince Han is smooth and can not only win over people's hearts.

In and out of the words, the emperor's words all hint at his position. He prefers His Highness Xian, and he also hopes that other ministers can be the same as him, but how is this possible? The position of the crown prince belonged to him as early as when he was born. It is unshakable. It is not easy to abolish Han and establish Xian.

Su Changli's eyes were indifferent, and he seemed calm, but his heart was ups and downs.

His Highness Xian’s biological mother is favored, and the mother and son seem to be indifferent to the world. They have always been quiet and quiet in the palace, neither fighting nor robbing. Over the years, the emperor has always favored His Highness Xian.

Su Changli naturally knew this, and the ministers next to him could also see it.

Before we knew it, the princes had grown up. Rather than envying His Highness's personality, the emperor was more addicted to the queen's relatives, otherwise, he would not have had to choose a princess for Prince Han from the people some time ago.

The emperor had the idea of ​​abolishing Han Lixian. However, the northern country has always established a legitimate position but not a concubine. If Han wanted to abolish Han Lixian, it would be unless Han made a fatal mistake.

The carriage returned to the Taifu's mansion, and he got off the carriage and walked towards the mansion.

"The Third Master is back."

"Third Master."

As we entered the mansion, the servants who were still serving in the mansion bent down to salute.

He did not forget the dream that Jin Sheng mentioned, but he had not mentioned it to Prince Han yet.

At first, he wanted to see how things happened next with a wait-and-see attitude. Miss Xiangjun was indeed chosen to be the crown princess.

The emperor had the idea of ​​killing Han Lixian in his heart.

This is not a good thing.

Sitting on the ring chair in his living room, Su Changli slowly drank a cup of tea.

The night looks a little cool.

"San Master, I have made bird's nest porridge for you, you can eat something." Manager Su Da came to him and told me to bring the food in.

There were two servants standing and serving in his room, one named Zi Ling and the other named Yanhong, who was sixteen years old and was handsome.

He ate a little, and felt that his appetite was not very good and he didn't eat much.

Yanhong, the servant who was standing and serving, saw him and asked, "Third Master, isn't it to his taste?"

"Take it down."

The two slaves took away the bowls on the table and quietly retreated.

Butler Su, who was standing outside, saw the things coming out again, frowned slightly, and took them down without moving a few times, and asked, "What's going on? The Third Master won't eat?"

Zi Ling said, "Uncle Ping, I have to ask Mei Feng and Wan Qing. They often follow the Third Master, and they should know why the Third Master has a bad appetite today."

"Pick it up, it's considered that the Third Master has rewarded you. After eating, prepare water and bathe the Third Master." Manager Su waved his hand.

Uncle Ping dared to ask about the master’s thoughts casually?

"Uncle Xie Ping." The two slaves left happily. Bird's nest is not something I can eat. Even if the master doesn't eat, they are happy. This is what the master has eaten and it also tastes like the master.

The two servants ran to the kitchen and shared their food happily.

After Su Changli took a shower, it was already a little cooler.

He walked out of the bathroom and wore a white robe, with only a jade belt tied around his waist. The collar of his chest was slightly open, revealing his smooth chest. When the wind blew freely, his clothes fluttered, and the ink that was neither tied nor tied was raised. It was truly a variety of styles.

When he returned to the inner room, he sat on the soft couch, and there was a voice calling him outside: "Third Master... Xiao Ling asked for a meeting."

The Taifu Mansion naturally has many disciples, and Xiao Ling is one of them.

"Come in."

A young boy in black walked in and looked pretty. He bent down to salute.

"The third master has found it. According to the description at that time, my subordinates hired a painter. Unexpectedly, what they painted was Zhou Yun. He was the elder brother of Aunt Zhou last year and served as the deputy commander in the army. Zheng Cheng was brought back by him. He spent a lot of money to help Zheng Cheng pay off the gambling debts owed in the local area. According to the neighbors around him, Zheng Cheng was a gambling ghost, owed all his debts, and was chased every day and almost beaten to death."

Su Changli nodded as if he was thinking.

Although Jin Sheng didn't need to investigate, he still sent someone to investigate.

There were too many messy things in the waiting door. Although she seemed to be calm, she was only fourteen years old. If some things were too deep, she would not understand even if she was a deep girl.

"San Master, just after he came back, he passed by the Guoan Hou Mansion and found that the mansion was doing funerals, so he inquired about it. It seemed that Aunt Zheng died and committed suicide."

"I got it, you go and rest."

Xiao Ling retreated.

Su Changli sat for a while and called Mei Feng in, his subordinates.

"Go to the Guoan Hou Mansion to see what happened."

Mei Feng took the order and retreated.

This sixth young master is also a person with a lot of fate.

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After this incident, Aunt Zheng’s funeral was completed.

Because he felt that committing suicide was not a glorious thing, Gu Caihua told the outside world that Aunt Zheng died of illness.

The deceased was great, and after being buried in the land, the Guoan Hou Mansion returned to normal.

Aunt Zheng finally disappeared, Aunt Zhou also solved her own heart disease and lay on the beauty couch. She was also planning how to make Gu Caihua come to see her and regain her love for her again.

Madam Qin planned on the side: "In a few days, wait for me to feel better. As long as you are sick for many days, you are not afraid that Mr. Hou will not come to see you."

Aunt Zhou thought this idea was good, so she narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Well, just do it."

After the first seventh anniversary of Aunt Zheng, Xisheng came to her father in the evening.

Aunt Zheng passed away, and he was really sad. He had obviously lost weight these days and was not very energetic.

Jin Sheng didn't know what Gu Caihua was thinking, but because Gu Caihua only thought that Aunt Zheng's death was caused by him, he felt guilty.

Seeing Jin Sheng coming, he sat there and rubbed his forehead gently, sighed, speechless.

Jin Sheng walked to him and pretended to help her pinch her head. After rubbing it, Gu Caihua felt much more comfortable.

This daughter is still caring! He meditates in his heart.

"Dad, the deceased is gone. You have to take care of yourself. If you think too much, you will have a headache. Don't think about it. Aunt Zheng loves you so much and hopes you are happy."

Gu Caihua reluctantly responded, and Jin Sheng said again: "There is a saying that I don't know whether to speak or not. My daughter is afraid that if she speaks, it will make her father upset."

"Tell me."

"On the first day before Aunt Zheng's death, when my father also saw Aunt Zheng, his daughter went there, and Aunt Zheng said something to her daughter."

"What's the matter?"

"Empress Zheng felt ashamed of her father. Although it was not her fault, some disgraceful things happened after all, which made her father embarrassed. She felt that she could not serve her father as usual, so she asked her daughter to find her far away cousin, wanting her to serve you on her behalf. That day, my daughter pretended to go out to pray for blessings, so she went for this matter. But as soon as she came back, news of Aunt Zheng committing suicide came, and her daughter did not dare to say this..."

Gu Caihua was slightly stunned. She understood the daughter's meaning a little. Is Aunt Zheng asking her to find a woman for him from outside to serve him?

Jin Sheng said again: "Since Aunt Zheng asked her daughter to do this, how could she commit suicide? Even if she wanted to commit suicide, she would not choose to arrange things properly first." If she chose this time to commit suicide, her father would always cause some gossip in a short period of time.

Gu Caihua looked at her and didn't know what he wanted to say. He had no mind to determine the case and could not think of too complicated things.

Jin Sheng knew that he didn't understand, so he sighed. She hoped that her father could understand something, but he didn't understand at all.

"This girl is named Du Ling, who lives in Dujiazhuang. She came with me that day. She has been living in my yard these days. She is a skillful girl and looks good. This is Aunt Zheng's wish during her lifetime. I wonder if my father would like to see her now?"

This happened. After all, Aunt Zheng had just passed away. He felt uncomfortable. Now, when he heard Jin Sheng's words, he didn't know whether to see him or not.

Jin Sheng signaled outside, and after a moment, Du Ling walked in.

"I have met Mr. Hou and Miss Sheng."

The girl walked in, knelt down and bowed, her voice was sweet, and she was indeed very sensual.

Gu Caihua looked at her for a while and felt that her facial features were somewhat similar to Aunt Zheng. He sighed silently in his heart. Finally, he felt that Aunt Zheng was considerate of him and missed her even more.

"Dad, this is Aunt Zheng's wish, look..."
To be continued...