The Prime Minister has something to do

The bird flew towards him, with a tuft of white feathers in the middle of its head, which was very eye-catching.

Empress He was overjoyed, isn't this the bird raised by Master Qingshan?

The bird cooed a few times and flew away towards the south.

He Houhan led Jiang Feixue and followed the bird for a short while before seeing a few familiar figures from afar.

Master Qingshan always wears a gray cloth robe, as casual as you want.Standing beside him was a tall man, wearing plain and clean clothes, squatting at his feet was a four or five-year-old boy, who was playing with something, it was Rong Jialu and Mingqiao.

He Houhan looked at them, his heart was churning, jumping with joy and joy, but he couldn't take a step.

Jiang Feixue gave him a hand and yelled, "Father!"

The yellow-haired bird landed on Master Qingshan's shoulder, he turned around, and He Houhan met his eyes.

He Houhan hurried over a few steps, said: "I have seen the master." After saying that, he turned his head to Rong Jialu. It seemed that a layer of ice marks had been removed from his body, and his expression was gentle. The two looked at each other, as if turning back. Arrived more than ten years ago when he was still young.

He Houhan suddenly took a step forward, gave Rong Jialu a hug, and said in a hoarse voice, "Senior brother..."

Rong Jialu saw through his mind at a glance, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Senior brother has been fighting for many years, and now I can finally calm down and enjoy the world. I go to the waterfall every day to watch the sunrise, and make tea in the bamboo forest. I always think of things about you when you were a child..." He suddenly paused when he said this, and changed his words: "Isn't this better than being trapped in the court and worrying about it?"

He Houhan opened his mouth to say something, but his senior brother used to be a great general who looked down on the battlefield...

Rong Jialu smiled slightly, and said: "I have achieved great success, and I am still alive and well, and now you are safe and sound... What else can I ask for?"

Seeing that he looked calm and indifferent, He Houhan stopped talking and lowered his head to look at Mingqiao.

Ming Qiao was less than five years old, and he really looked like He Ningning, with lively eyes, looking at He Houhan curiously.

He Houhan was about to say something when Mingqiao suddenly opened his mouth and asked in a childish voice, "Are you the father?"

Just as He Houhan shook his head, Jiang Feixue, who was standing behind him, yelled out first: "Where is the baby! He is not your father!"

Master Qingshan and Rong Jialu were both taken aback.

Ming Qiao was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and looked at Jiang Feixue with his eyes open, the eyes were filled with water little by little.

Rong Jialu coughed, bent down and hugged Ming Qiao, wrapped it in his arms and coaxed him twice.

He Houhan suddenly felt that his expression was a bit familiar... as if many years ago... There was once a little boy who was sobbing while clutching his bruised calf... Then another boy said softly: Don't cry, don't cry...

Master Qingshan suddenly said: "Disciple, this child looks like you, and his personality also resembles you. Could it be your illegitimate child?"

He Houhan immediately realized that Jiang Sheng must have explained the reason when he entrusted Mingqiao to Master Qingshan, so his master knew... Master Qingshan meant to tell him that Rong Jialu did not know the truth about Mingqiao Identity, his senior brother didn't know the emperor and him...

Rong Jialu also smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect that this child not only looks like you, but also has such a similar personality."

Only then did Mingqiao dare to look at He Houhan timidly.

Jiang Feixue was still glaring at him.

He Houhan reached out to take Mingqiao, thought for a while, and asked, "Your name is Qiao Zhisen?" This was Mingqiao's new name mentioned in Master Qingshan's letter.

Mingqiao nodded timidly.

He Houhan said again: "I'm your uncle, your parents are here... But you can't see them until you grow up, and you can only see your parents after you grow up... Do you understand?"

Ming Qiao seemed a little hesitant, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

He Houhan thought for a while, and said: "Because you have to learn your skills hard, and when you grow up, you can make your parents happy." As he spoke, he felt a little worried. There is no way to fool Mingqiao.Besides, he looks so similar to He Ningning, how will he explain it then?

Rong Jialu seemed a little puzzled, and took the opportunity to ask He Houhan, "Are you really his uncle?"

He Houhan moved before thinking, and he shook his head.

Rong Jialu said in relief: "I'm still surprised...you just comfort him."

He Houhan endured the guilt in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said, "You can't hide anything from senior brother."

Rong Jialu also laughed.

What's the matter with the prime minister (full)

Near noon, the surroundings of the Sifang Arena finally stopped, and the tightly packed crowd began to disperse, some in threes and fours, or small sects gathered together. In the red forest, it seemed as if they had been scattered into a crowd The chess pieces are scattered on the board, but they are free and easy.

He Houhan, Master Qingshan, Rong Jialu and the others avoided the humming crowd and found a remote place to sit down.

Jiang Feixue didn't eat anything in the morning, and now she was hungry again after making a fuss all morning, dragging He Houhan and shouting non-stop.

He Houhan didn't plan to watch any martial arts conference. He wanted to go down the mountain when Jiang Feixue made a fuss. He was thinking about how to tell Master Qingshan that he would take Mingqiao back, when Master Qingshan gave him a wink.

He Houhan got through immediately, and then followed.

Master Qingshan glanced at him and said, "My old man guesses, you still plan to go back and let others order you around?"

He Houhan was silent, and it took him a while to speak: "He is the emperor."

Master Qingshan stared at him for a while, then suddenly sighed, he looked a lot older when he sighed, Master Qingshan said: "I am looking for you for my teacher, it is really your nephew who can't go on like this, he doesn't even have his parents now. You can't figure out anything, you have to think of a way."

He Houhan said slowly: "I came this time to take him back, and when he grows up, I will tell him about his background."

Master Qingshan immediately asked back: "You take him back? What the hell is the emperor going to do?"

He Houhan was silent: "..."

Master Qingshan complained a little dissatisfied: "Onlookers are clear, according to the old man, the current royal family has never been good to you. If the previous emperor gave you a good life, you would not be able to start a family and have a family. You can only work for the royal family—barbaric; the new emperor has just ascended the throne , you just work as a cow and a horse for others without any complaints - you can't even recognize your senior brother, how many clothes did your senior brother wash for you when you were a child? Yan Huan?"

Master Qingshan took a breath, as if he hadn't said enough, he continued: "The old man knew that the little emperor was not a good fruit. Your shell is thick and slippery, but his eyes are sharper than needles, and he has seen through you long ago. Look at what he is using to plot against you? He will threaten you with whatever you value the most... A bright bridge will trick you around, and in the end you will follow his wishes! According to the old man, he is trying to trick you I have seen it through, and I have been using tricks to deceive you!"

He Houhan was a little dazed by Master Qingshan's words. Many things came to mind in his mind. Back then, he stole Mingqiao... Is there a guard in Yanxiang Palace? Is it really just a coincidence?If no killer from the Kongbei clan came to chase and kill Sister Zhuhua that night, Mingqiao would have been sent out of the city by Jiang Sheng smoothly...

At that time, there were so many hidden guards, so strange... It didn't look like they were trying to bring Mingqiao back to the palace, but it seemed like they were facing a big enemy... Who were they going to deal with?After that...the emperor knew that Mingqiao was not dead...and he didn't mobilize people to find Mingqiao back.The emperor really wanted Mingqiao to be the prince?

Later, why did the emperor let him stay away from the capital? Was it because he was sad...or...to let him go to the border, to the border...the emperor knew that weapon, he knew...

How much of his response did Chongyuan guess?

The more He Houhan thought about it, the more confused he became, he just felt that he had gotten into a dead end, as if he was covered in a bowl somewhere, for people to watch and play...

He clenched his fingers, the tips of which were numb from the cold.

Seeing his appearance, Master Qingshan sighed suddenly, and said: "Forget it, this may be your fate." He didn't say any more, turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

He Houhan also walked back, Rong Jialu was digging out dry food to share with several people, Jiang Feixue was chewing a white flour steamed bun, his teeth looked whiter than the steamed bun.

He Houhan sat over and said to her, "Feixue, let's go down the mountain after eating."

Jiang Feixue immediately widened her eyes, swallowed hard, and said loudly: "No, I want to watch the tournament!" She emphasized even louder: "I won't go down the mountain!"

He Houhan neither spoke nor nodded.

Rong Jialu was breaking the steamed buns into small pieces and handing them to Mingqiao, when he answered, "Ruisheng, children love to play, why don't you stay here for a few more days, and the brothers and masters will not leave."

He Houhan sighed slightly, and said, "Senior brother, I can't get used to her temper."

Master Qingshan leisurely interjected: "Didn't you also grow up pampered by him when you were young?"

He Houhan suddenly became dumb.

Jiang Feixue felt complacent, her peach blossom eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

He Houhan didn't have much appetite, Rong Jialu seemed a little worried, and asked, "Rui Sheng, why do you have such a poor appetite?"

Master Qingshan also said doubtfully: "Strange, you could eat a chicken in one meal before."

Jiang Feixue looked up at him.

He Houhan quickly explained: "I've been a little tired recently, it's not a serious problem."

Rong Jialu's eyes suddenly changed, and he whispered: "I blame the senior brother for not protecting you..."

He Houhan immediately said: "If it wasn't for Senior Brother, Rui Sheng would have died on the battlefield."

Master Qingshan glanced at the two of them, and said: "You two are living well now, why are you complaining about that?"

He Houhan followed him and said, "What Master taught is true."

Jiang Feixue suddenly tugged at his