Song Wei knew his master's personality. He was a man who was crazy about antique calligraphy and painting. If he didn't give it to him today, he would definitely be able to make shocking and amazing actions.

Once again, he held the wooden box behind him tightly, and Song Wei said: "It is not a gentleman to rob him clearly. If your master wants it, he might as well tell his disciples, is it because of these four paintings that you left everything out of the capital? What secrets are hidden in these four paintings?"

Mr. Lu smiled calmly and said, "That's right, I left Beijing for the sake of the Ten Directions. As for the secret, give me a hundred inch of my heart and help me find the last one, and I will tell you."

Upon hearing this, Song Wei felt thoughtful in his eyes.

No wonder my master has been staying in Pingjiang County for so many years and never leaving. I thought I had known that there was a hundred inch of heart on Heifeng Mountain. It was because he had been a group of bandits who had hidden the hundred inch of heart that he had not taken action for a long time.

However, the dignified marquis, who was not willing to enjoy wealth and glory, ran to a remote place like Ningzhou for decades, just to keep a painting, which shows that the secrets in the painting are not simple.

Song Wei curled his thoughts and presented the wooden box with both hands. The moment Mr. Lu took it, he suddenly said: "Actually, my disciple is not interested in the secrets between the four paintings. He just wanted to prove that he did not worship the wrong teacher back then."

Song Wei had been in love with his master for more than 20 years, and he knew the master's temperament very well.

He has always been unbelievable that the kind-hearted and righteous old Marquis Lu, who was mentioned by his mother-in-law, would be the master he knew.

It is undeniable that the master can indeed forget to eat and sleep for antique calligraphy and painting, but it also shows that such a person has a strong side, so he will not let others down and not even explain or apologize.

There must be some misunderstandings in the middle.

After hearing Song Wei's words, Old Marquis Lu did not explain too much. After taking the wooden box, he quickly rode his horse and left.

Wen Wan watched the person walk away before looking at Song Wei next to her, with a puzzled look on her face, "Honey, who is he?"

Song Wei said: "Old Marquis Lu."

Wen Wan couldn't react a little, "Is it... the Lu family?"

"Um."

"How could he be your master?"

"It's a long story."

"Then you asked him just now if he had been robbed by someone because of something, what's going on?"

Song Wei raised his hand, straightened the book cap on Wenwan's head, and wiped the sweat from her forehead. His voice became softer, "It's just hearing. I'll tell you when there is tangible evidence in the future."

Knowing that my husband is a person who doesn't like to spread troubles, he nodded and stopped asking more questions.

The two of them walked out of the mountain along the way they came and returned to the inn.

Su Xiangzheng was directing the people under his command to count the stolen goods. He caught Song Wei walking towards him. He looked at the other party with a smile, "The bandits were sent away and Lord Song was back. Could it be that there is something good behind him?"

Song Wei smiled faintly, "If there is really something good, the prime minister would not be assured to let the subordinate go up to pay the bill."

Su Xiang moved his gaze away and looked at the stolen goods. He seemed to be reluctant to squeeze out a sentence from his teeth, "Go back to pack up and set off tomorrow morning to return to Beijing."

Song Wei looked at him and suddenly bent his lips, "The officials have made great contributions to the suppression of bandits this time. The prime minister should not blow smoke into the official room tonight, right? The officials really can't bear to see the officials thankless for something that could not succeed."

Su Xiang's face sank, staring at him like an eagle-eyed hook, "What are you talking nonsense? When did people get smoke in your room?"

"Oh." Song Wei's expression became more and more light, "If not, then just treat it as a servant telling the prime minister, I will not invade all poisons, and such as smoke and poisons, which can kill others, but I will not have any effect on me. If you really want to do it, you should not spend that money as soon as possible, it is not worth it."

Su Xiang: "..."

...

When Wen Wan returned to the room, Su Xiang's dark old face was still in her mind. The other party wanted to kill Song Wei but she was helpless when she was playing Song Wei. It was really memorable.

Song Wei turned his head and saw Wen Wan smiling, her originally white little face turned red.

"Is that funny?" he asked.

After being seen through, Wen Wan simply stopped hiding and nodded sincerely, "I just suddenly felt that my husband seemed to have inherited his mother-in-law."

Song Wei: "Your mother-in-law is my biological mother. Who will I inherit from her if I don't inherit her?"

"I mean the point that speaking can make people angry." Wen Wan said, raising a smile on her lips. "When I first got married, I thought my mother-in-law was very angry, but now, I think you are better at your husband."

Song Wei's eyes were filled with interest and he stared at her, "I'm sure you're not scolding me?"

"How could I scold you?" Wen Wan stopped looking at him and looked away, "I'm just talking about the matter."

Song Wei's eyes chased her eyes, "Didn't you scold me or can't bear to scold me?"

Wen Wan was confused by him, "Is there any difference between these two?"

"have."

"It's not a scolding anyway." In order to prevent someone from jumping into the pit, Wenwan tried to answer as carefully as possible.

After saying that, he pushed him away, "You go out first, I'm going to pack up."

"I can't clean up if I'm here?" He asked again, with a clear smile in his tone.

Wen Wan turned her back and her face was inexplicably hot.

Even though she came to Ningzhou as a scholar, she only lived outside in the name of the night to watch him. In fact, the couple had a bed and pillow every night, but Song Wei had always restrained her in love and would not often make trouble for her.

It is said that after five years of marriage, it is already an old couple. When they meet face to face, they should be more natural than the young girl who is just in love.

But many times, Wen Wan was always unable to resist his affectionate gaze, and naturally she would blush, throbbing, and her heartbeat.

Even though I was already trying to adapt, I still couldn't be careless in front of him.

Seeing her bent over and busy, Song Wei shook his head with a smile and stepped out of the door.

Wenwan heard the sound of him going out, took the opportunity to close the door, put the clean clothes he had just found on his arms, and went behind the screen to change it.

She has a small skeleton, and her size and deceptive face are not a problem to play with a book boy, but after all, she has given birth to a child and has a good development. If she wants to completely cover up, she must use a tube top.

It was fine a few days ago, but she didn't go out. At most, she wrapped it in for a while when she needed it. When she stayed in the house, she would habitually remove it and then change into loose robes.

However, today, not only did he go out in the hot sun, but he also sweated all over the mountain. The wrapped place is sticky and uncomfortable. If it weren't for the fact that Su Xiang's people suddenly came over and met him, Wen Wan really wanted to tear it down and ease it.

...

I have to set off tomorrow morning. I am afraid that the drying will not dry, Wen Wan didn't wash the dirty clothes she changed. She found a small sack alone. When she opened the door, she saw Song Wei standing outside. She whispered: "I have found the clean inner clothes and middle clothes. You can go in and change them!"

Song Wei nodded, walked into the house, and after a quarter of an hour, he changed his clothes and came out.

Wen Wan was holding a palm-leaf fan and standing under the eaves of the corridor and fanning the air.

Seeing that the person who was not Su Xiang was everywhere, Song Wei took the palm-leaf fan from her hand and slapped her evenly with force.

In the summer in Ningzhou, you will feel more sunny than in the capital. If you stand under the sun for a while, your skin will be stinging.

Wen Wan is indeed hot. Someone fanned herself, and she was happy to be idle. She dragged her chair to sit down and enjoyed this rare cool moment.

——

Excited by Song Wei's words, Su Xiang did not act like a demon on the way back to Beijing. However, every time he saw Song Wei, he would look bad, and his face was filled with the words "not liked".

Song Wei didn't care at all. Because of his special fate since childhood, there were so many people in the world who didn't like him, and he wouldn't be serious about everyone.

After entering the capital, the bandits in Heifeng Mountain were imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, and Song Wei and Su Xiang left Emperor Guangxi to report to him.

The bandit suppression was made by Song Wei's plan, and Su Xiang did not forget to mention it when he reported his work.

Song Wei said at the right time: "It's all the credit of the prime minister, and the empress just ran away."

Emperor Guangxi also said: "I just knew that Su Aiqing would not disappoint me."

After being praised by the emperor, Su Xiang was moved to tears, "As long as the emperor can let the old ministers repay their merits."

"Su Su has been suspended for one year and fined three years of salary. Now he has made great contributions. How can he repay the merits? Let's do this, the Su clan has a title above his head. From today on, I will grant Su Aiqing the Duke and be awarded the title of Jing."

Respect the Duke of the State.

This account is ironic.

Su Xiang was about to thank the emperor, and he heard the emperor's voice faintly, "I heard that Su Aiqing had been sick several times during his suspension. I think it was because he had worked too hard for the court a few years ago. I am very grateful to Su Xiang for his passionate loyalty. You are loyal to the court, and the court must compassionate to you. I have ordered people to build a summer resort by Qinghu Lake. Su Xiang is idle on weekdays, so he should relax more. As for the cumbersome court affairs, it is to hand them over to the cabinet."

Su Xiang's face changed. He didn't understand that Emperor Guangxi was planning to rise openly and descend secretly. He hurriedly spoke, "Emperor!"

Emperor Guangxi waved his hand, "This is all the reward that Su Aiqing deserves, so there is no need to thank him."
Chapter completed!