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Chapter 231 Buried

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    Chen Xiangxuan, the backyard.

    In the bamboo house, Su Jin was pounding medicine.

    The sound of pounding medicine was heard far away in the quiet backyard.

    She came out with a stone ladle and looked at Xie Jingchen who was practicing martial arts beside the bamboo forest.

    Is there something wrong with this guy?

    I have been practicing martial arts for half an hour, and I don't know how to take a break.

    Just after detoxification, he is still very weak.

    Inside the bamboo house.

    The dark guard woke up, shook his dizzy head, and stood up from his chair.

    Top-heavy, dizzy.

    He quickly sat down.

    After resting for a while, my head cleared up, and I knew how I fainted.

    Stupid.

    The young lady said that it was a drug, and he still smelled it

    Seeing Xing'er lying on the couch, the dark guard felt a little relieved.

    Just when the dark guard was looking at Xing'er.

    Xing'er turned over.

    She turned inside out and hit her head on the couch.

    In pain, she rolled over.

    Then¡ª¡ª

    Rolled off the couch.

    The dark guard, ""

    The dark guard was speechless.

    However, what made him even more speechless was yet to come.

    Xing'er woke up in pain, and found that the hidden guard was looking at her, and gave him a hard look without thinking.

    The look seemed to suspect that he caused her to fall.

    The dark guard, ""

    Does this have anything to do with him?

    Unable to offend, the dark guard jumped out of the window and ran away.

    Su Jin heard the movement in the house, went to the window, and saw Xing'er sitting on the ground rubbing her head.

    "What's wrong?" Su Jin asked.

    "Girl, my head is dizzy," Xing'er said.

    "Just take a break," Su Jin said.

    Xie Jingchen put away the sword and threw it back into the scabbard casually.

    In the sun, the beads of sweat on his forehead and the tip of his nose glistened.

    A pair of eyes as vast as the stars are shining brightly.

    "The young master's poison is really cured," the dark guard said excitedly.

    After the excitement, I was afraid.

    Afraid Su Jin and Xing'er would hear such suspicious words.

    He looked back several times to make sure that no one was there, so he breathed a sigh of relief

    The next day was a sunny day.

    Xing'er waited on Su Jin to dress her, her excited eyes sparkled.

    "Girl, where shall we go to play today?" Myolie asked.

    "Let's go to the Great Buddha Temple," Su Jin said.

    "Madam originally asked the girl to go, but unfortunately she didn't," Xing'er said regretfully.

    ?The last time I went back to Dongxiang Hou's Mansion to hold a housewarming banquet, Tang told Xing'er to take Su Jin to the Great Buddha Temple to offer incense, and also called the name to go on the fourth day of April.

    Because that day is the Christmas of Manjushri Bodhisattva.

    Su Jin was planning to go.

    It's just that Xie Jinyu and the others are going to the Great Buddha Temple to offer incense to the old lady and pray for blessings.

    The last time they went to the Great Buddha Temple, they had trouble, and Su Jin didn't want to be with them.

    Besides, Xie Jinyu and the others are going to pray for blessings, hoping that the old lady's feet will recover soon. The old lady's feet are swollen by her and Xing'er. Now they are going to pray for blessings. Why didn't they be gentle at the beginning?

    In order to avoid giving others a handle, Su Jin decisively changed his mind.

    "As long as you are sincere, it doesn't matter which day you go to offer incense," Su Jin said.

    "Then are you going to say hello to the old lady today?" Myolie asked.

    "I'm not going, the old lady is probably just getting out of bed, so it's better not to disturb her good mood," Su Jin said empathetically.

    Myolie, ""

    After lying on the bed with swollen feet for so many days, will the old lady really be in a good mood?

    I don't know if the old lady is afraid of seeing them, anyway, she is quite afraid to pay her respects to the old lady.

    The Hall of Parliament.

    The emperor sat on the dragon chair and discussed government affairs with all the officials.

    He glanced at the location of Dongxiang Hou Station several times.

    The place was empty.

    Dongxiang Hou did not come to the early court.

    All the officials were surprised why the Marquis of Dongxiang didn't come to the early court.

    Ever since he moved into Chongguogong's mansion, Dongxianghou went to court on time.

    Today is about to go down, and no one is here, so nothing will happen, right?

      Then¡ª¡ª

    Chong Guogong's party stood up to impeach Dongxiang Hou.

    The emperor drank Biluochun and listened to the impeachment of the ministers one by one.

    After moistening his throat, he said in a leisurely manner, "It was I who gave him a problem, when to write it, and when to enter the palace."

    The faces of several impeached ministers flushed.

    "I have a headache, let's go down," the emperor said.

    ""

    All the officials looked at each other in blank dismay.

    The emperor is the emperor, how could others be so rosy and full of energy when they have a headache.

    Dongxianghou Mansion.

    In the study.

    A ball of paper all over the place.

    Dongxiang Hou sat on a chair, looked at the four big characters on the desk with a headache¡ª¡ª

    Up and down.

    Director Lin walked in, picked up a ball of paper, opened it and saw a line of words: Your Majesty, you can't be too narrow-minded

    Manager Lin, ""

    Just submitting such a memorial to the emperor, isn't it just for scolding?

    Manager Lin looked at Dongxiang Houdao, "Master Hou, why don't you ask my uncle for help?"

    "Let him write it, and you bring it back," Dongxiang Hou said.

    ""

    Is this because I am afraid that if the young master finds out, he will not study hard in the future?

    Lord Hou is really well-intentioned.

    In front of the town government's mansion.

    Xing'er helped Su Jin get into the carriage, and then got in by herself.

    Xie Jingchen got on his horse.

    The carriage moved forward slowly.

    They walked for a quarter of an hour.

    Manager Lin rode his horse and stopped in front of Zhen Guogong's mansion.

    Director Li recognized him, and said courteously, "Director Lin is here to look for the young mistress?"

    "Come to see my aunt," Mr. Lin said.

    ""

    "The eldest young master accompanied the eldest young mistress out of the house."

    "It's not a coincidence, do you know where you went?" Manager Lin asked.

    "I don't know, but they just left for a quarter of an hour. If you go after them now, you will definitely catch up," Mr. Li said.

    Director Lin got on his horse and chased after him.

    After half a cup of tea, Director Lin caught up with Su Jin and Xie Jingchen.

    Xing'er lifted the curtain of the car and called out crisply, "Uncle Lin."

    Manager Lin smiled, and said to Xie Jingchen, "Master Hou has something to ask my uncle to help."

    Xie Jingchen, ""

    Xie Jingchen had dark lines on his face.

    "What's the matter?" he asked.

    Manager Lin asked Xie Jingchen to go aside and explain in detail.

    Xing'er poked her head out and said, "I must have asked my aunt to write a memorial again."

    Xie Jingchen came back on horseback.

    Su Jin looked at him, "You really asked me to write the memorial?"

    Xie Jingchen didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

    Su Jin felt a little sympathetic to him, and comforted him, "With my father around, your talent and learning will not be buried."

    Xie Jingchen almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

    Is this woman comforting someone, or is she adding salt to someone's wounds?

    Not just a sprinkle of salt.

    And run away after sprinkling the salt.

    "You go to write the memorial first, we will wait for you at the Great Buddha Temple," Su Jin said.

    Xie Jingchen, ""

    I have never seen such a heartless person.

    The dark guard looked at Xie Jingchen, "Eldest young master?"

    What can Xie Jingchen do?

    He couldn't write memorials on horseback.

    "You send them to the Great Buddha Temple first," Xie Jingchen said.

    The dark guard sat on the shaft of the carriage and drove the carriage away.

    Xie Jingchen entered the Zuixian Tower.

    It's still early for lunch, and a bit late for breakfast, the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou came to greet him.

    "Bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

    Xie Jingchen gave some instructions and found a place to sit down.

    Manager Lin sat far away, drinking tea and waiting.

    As for Su Jin, talking and laughing with Xing'er, they rushed to the Great Buddha Temple in a carriage.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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