fake prince

Chapter 631 Raising a Fox for a Thousand Days
Not long ago, Daihou was far less outstanding than he is now!

Of course, it doesn't mean that Daihou was not outstanding before, on the contrary, he was very outstanding before Daihou, but as a person, he is already outstanding to such an extent that it is difficult to ignore, and if he becomes even better, every step is shocking.

Zhou Yao lowered her eyes to hide her shock.

"Ayao, come today and play chess with me!" Ye Buhui stepped forward at this time, took Zhou Yao's hand, and said coquettishly.

Zhou Yao is not very interested in playing chess, but she is also good at playing chess. Apart from Su Ziji, she is the only one who is familiar with female guests, so she is the only one who can play chess with Ye Buhui.

Zhou Yao smiled faintly: "Okay, but you have to let my third son be."

"Yes!" Ye Buhui immediately agreed.

"Master Hou didn't paint today?" She waited for a moment, and then looked at Su Ziji again, although she still felt that she was really a celestial figure, but she was able to talk to Su Ziji naturally.

Su Ziji smiled: "I've been painting for a while now, and I'm planning to take a break to find inspiration."

"Husband, come and watch us play chess. Last time you played chess for me, I can just use it!" Ye Buhui invited.

Su Ziji looked at Zhou Yao, then at Ye Buhui, and under Ye Buhui's eyes, he finally agreed: "That's fine."

At this time, the mysterious voice finally came back to his senses, but his tone was still full of disbelief: "Did you see it? This Su Ziji, no, Ji Zizong, standing there, seems to be embraced by layers of brilliance, unlike A mortal looks like a fairy in the legend!"

Ordinary people, do they really have such a demeanor?

What happened to make such a change?
People who get along day and night may not be able to notice this change all at once. On the contrary, outsiders who haven't seen each other for a while can see the difference at first sight.

Zhou Yao was held by Ye Buhui and walked in, still thinking about it.

However, when he started playing chess with Ye Buhui, he held his breath and refocused his attention.

Seeing the two girls sitting on their knees, frowning and meditating, picking up a chess piece with his fingertips and slapping it down, Su Ziji felt tenderness in his heart. This is the life he wants, and it is also the life he promised Ye Buhui.

Su Ziji suddenly had a little inspiration, spread rice paper on several cases, and wrote a poem with a pen.

"If you don't know how to formulate formulas in nine chapters, you can recite a line of multiplication and division poems."

"Natural nature knows the best skills, but the opponent of the enemy country should be my teacher."

"The place where the furnace collapses in front of the window, and the house is covered by heavy snow outside the door."

"To overturn the old situation and judge wrongly, sneering at who the ancients would agree to."

At this time, the brushwork is euphemistic and subtle, peaceful and natural, and it really feels like floating clouds and frightening dragons.

"Every piece of calligraphy and painting I write can be handed down to future generations." Su Ziji looked at it with satisfaction, noted the date, took out the ink pad, and stamped the number.

"Scattered people from Changchun!"

In the previous world, Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty, in order to seize the throne, expressed that he had no ambitions. He called himself "Yuanming Layman", and often copied scriptures and chanted Buddha.

Since Su Ziji understood the essence of the plan to seize the heir, he called himself "Changchun Sanren!"

The so-called scattered people first came from the "loose wood" in "Zhuangzi·Human World". The boat will sink if it is made, the coffin will rot quickly if it is made, the utensils will soon perish, and it will grow up if it is used as a pillar worm.

Undisciplined people are useless to the world, and then live forever and have the last laugh.

Therefore, "Changqing Sanmu" and even "Changchun Sanren" are not simple names.

After appreciating the red seal of "Changchun Sanren", I heard the fox calling.

"Chirp!" The big and small foxes were running in circles in the yard, but because the little fox was stunned suddenly, the big fox also stopped.

"Haw!" What's wrong?
"Chirp!" The golden olive is about to appear!

"Chirp!" Even if it's not there yet, it will be there at night!

"Hawk!" Golden olives appear frequently recently!
Big and small foxes ran in and rushed towards Su Ziji. They had already eaten it once in the past few days, but they didn't expect to have it again!

The little fox was very satisfied, and the whole fox was lazily sitting in a place where there was a stove and sunlight, and was about to take a rest, when it suddenly heard footsteps, it was picked up by someone pinching the back of its neck.

"Hawk!" Because it sensed the familiar aura of the approaching person, it didn't avoid it immediately, but it was pinched at the back of its neck, and it immediately cried out in protest when it was being lifted and looked at Su Ziji.

Su Ziji weighed it, put it down again, and said, "Xiaobai, you are getting fat" when it barked unhappily after landing.

"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"

The protesting little fox not only yelled, but also kept waving its paws. Su Ziji couldn't help smiling when he saw it. He took the sweater he had just taken out just now and put it next to him, and squatted down.

"Okay, I was wrong, please forgive me, okay?"

"Haw!"

"This is the sweater that Bugui specially knitted for you. Is it an apology for you to wear?" Su Ziji said with a smile.

"Chirp?" Seeing that Su Ziji took it into his hand and opened the beautiful sweater for him to see, the little fox was stunned for a moment, and turned his head aside. He raised his paw and signaled Su Ziji to put it on.

This is to show that it has forgiven.

No, Suziji put on a sweater specially knitted for foxes on it, and brought a paper bag, opened it first, and showed the little fox what was in the paper bag, it turned out to be a stack of banknotes and Two letters, tied the bag tightly, and Su Ziji stuffed the paper bag into the pocket attached to the sweater.

Because the sweaters that Ye Buhui knits for big and small foxes are all made of wool of the color that cats usually have. White is the most white, sometimes with beige. The fat little fox puts on the sweater and moves. A fat cat.

Su Ziji was satisfied, and said to the little fox, "Xiaobai, I have a task for you..."

He even lowered his voice and whispered to the little fox.

To contact Zeng Nianzhen?

The little fox immediately remembered who this person was, but the place he was going this time was a bit far away. Although the monster can travel hundreds of miles every day, he doesn't know how many opportunities to eat golden olives will be wasted every time he comes and goes.

"Raise a fox for a thousand days, and use a fox for a while." Su Ziji said seriously: "There are no useless foxes in the mansion."

"It's not just you, Dabai also has a mission."

"Chirp!" The little fox looked at him with a serious expression, as if he couldn't refuse, and raised a paw after being dissatisfied.

At least not to pass up the chance to eat golden olives tonight.

"Leave tomorrow?" Su Ziji miraculously understood its meaning: "It's fine, I'll have a good meal tonight."

"Haw!"

"What's that?" It's not until tomorrow, after midnight, there is a small shop not far away, and it is closed at this time, but at the upstairs window, a few people are still awake, watching the Daihou's mansion with eyes.

"It's cold, is there any wine?"

"It's gone, let's get over it and go shopping tomorrow."

"Oh, it's money to buy!" A person looked outside with a blank face, feeling that money is less and things are more. Suddenly, he only felt dazzled, as if something white and yellow rushed past, it seemed quite fat?
It must be a cat, right?
Thinking that there are often cats around here, this person quickly put this matter behind him, and just sighed heavily: "The food of the Imperial City Secretary is also unpalatable!"

(End of this chapter)