Song Yuanbao hadn't noticed anything wrong with Zhao Xi's face before. Thinking that this person should have good endurance, Xu Dengke was still a little impressed.

Only when Zhao Xi started to speak did he realize the clue.

Zhao Xi's tone was a little bit gritted.

Song Yuanbao has known him for so long, but he has frowned a lot because of his own escape, but he has never seen Zhao Xi lose his composure.

For Zhao Xi, gritting his teeth is already a sign of serious loss of composure.

Song Yuanbao was stunned for a while before he suddenly remembered that Zhao Xi was a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. It can be seen from his terrible self-regulation, desperate work and rest time, the layout of the bedroom study, and the neat and clean daily wear that he could not accept all imperfect things, just as he could not accept that he had a ugly sleep at night. At this moment, Zhao Xi could not bear the presence of an outrageous slowness in front of him.

In the previous sentence, Song Yuanbao felt that he might not be recommending someone to Song Wei, but was sulking.

Because Zhao Xi recommended Hongru, who came out of the cabinet, to help Jinbao Kaimeng, Song Wei didn't want it, but turned around but hired such a person.

I guess Zhao Xi has an idea in his mind.

Song Yuanbao's original intention brought by Xu Dengke was actually very simple. Young people will inevitably become curious about new things. There is no other person like Xu Dengke. He wanted Zhao Xi to see how amazing the world is.

But Song Yuanbao didn't expect Zhao Xi to be angry. He felt a little guilty and quietly winked at Agui, asking him to take his master away quickly, otherwise they would suffer in a while.

Agui quickly carved Xu Dengke, said goodbye to Zhao Xi, got on the carriage, and headed back to the Song Mansion.

After the carriage left, Song Yuanbao dared to say, "Don't your highness want to see the mansion? You've been here for a long time, let's go in."

Zhao Xi raised his hand, pressed his fingers on his temple, rubbed it hard, and had no intention of moving forward. His voice was filled with coldness, "I'm not feeling well, I'm going back to the palace first, I have to see it yourself."

The father-in-law Sanbao hurriedly went up to hand the footstool to lift the curtain to his master.

Song Yuanbao pursed his lips and followed silently.

Inside the spacious and gorgeous carriage, Zhao Xi closed her eyes and slept lightly.

Song Yuanbao sat next to him and felt it was necessary to explain to him, "Your Highness, it's not what you think. My father had to come up with this bad strategy in order to inspire Jinbao to study. He is not unwilling to appreciate your affection, but he just thinks that Mr. Xu is more suitable for Jinbao's temperament."

"You don't have to explain to me." Zhao Xi said: "I don't want to care about your family's affairs so much."

...

Another carriage back to the Song family.

Xu Dengke slowly gave Agui a look, intending to ask him if he had annoyed the eldest prince just now.

Agui didn't even look at his master. He played with the broken silver that had just been touched from his master's wallet. He bit his teeth and said loudly: "That's right, Master, you offended Your Highness as soon as you opened your mouth. If I hadn't run fast, you would have died."

Xu Dengke looked at Agui's wealth-loving look that was biting silver, but just laughed, smiling very slowly.

He was pulled into the carriage by Song Yuanbao halfway through lunch. He was a little hungry now and said to Agui: "Hungry."

Agui stretched his neck and looked out. When he saw a man selling sesame cakes outside, he asked the coachman to pull over and buy two hot sesame cakes, one handed to Xu Dengke and the other for himself to eat.

I just took a few bites and remembered that I used my own money to buy Shaobing. I reached out to take off the purse on Xu Dengke's waist and took out a piece of silver.

Xu Dengke looked at it, at least one or two.

The first time he had eaten such an expensive sesame cake, he wanted to protest. Considering his slow speech speed, he finally chose to give up. He sighed silently and lowered his head to try to chew the sesame cake.

He chewed a sesame cake from the street to the Song family and only chewed three bites, and the third bit was still chewing in his mouth.

Seeing that his neck was choking, Agui said annoyedly: "I should buy a bowl of meat porridge for the young master. It's a bit expensive, but the porridge doesn't have to be chewed, so it's quickly."

Xu Dengke shook his head and said that he could only afford a tael of silver cake.

Song Yuanbao hurried back and took Xu Dengke away. Before the class was started, Wen Wan sat in the front hall of the outer courtyard. When she saw Xu Dengke coming back, she frowned, "Yinbao, this little brat, I won't get some delicious food for you, Yuncai, hurry up and ask the kitchen to cook a few dishes."

Xu Dengke wanted to say no, but the word "no" was just expressed, and Wen Wan said: "I think there is a reason for Yuanbao. I look down on Mr. Xu. I hope you don't take it to heart. The food will be fine in a while. You can wait."

Agui whispered, "Young Master, you are so poor, you're so poor, you're good at eating, why are you pretentious?"

Xu Dengke sighed silently. He was always poor, but there was a domineering servant who had a strong personality and temper. He touched him every now and then. He forgot when he had been poor since.

Agui saw through his thoughts and said with a smile: "Mrs. I said that the young master may not be able to marry and have children in this life. If you want so much money, you will not be able to spend it. You should leave it to me. I will spend it for you."

Xu Dengke asked with his eyes: Is there still a 20% chance?

Agui said: "One percent of them, you closed your eyes and died young before you even got married. The other part is, I guess, you can probably marry in your dream."

Xu Dengke continued to sigh.

Wen Wan didn't know what the two of them were muttering, and she just felt that the relationship between the master and servant was really good.

It seems that no matter how bad the servant's attitude is, the master always has a kind and tolerant attitude.

——

Zhao Xi said that he was not angry. After returning, he ignored Song Yuanbao for several days until the last month's exam was over.

Zhao Xi packed up his things, got up and walked out of Shangshu's room.

Song Yuanbao followed him and shouted: "Your Highness!"

Zhao Xi seemed to have never heard of it, and the morning boots stepped on the bluestone bricks and walked forward step by step.

Song Yuanbao was helpless, "I'm so old and still playing cold wars, aren't I childish?"

When Zhao Xi heard this, he stopped, turned around, reached out to him, "Take it."

"What?" Song Yuanbao was a little confused.

"Design drawing of the mechanism beast." Zhao Xi's tone was cold.

Song Yuanbao remembered that in order not to let Zhao Xi be foolish and handed over the design drawings to Emperor Guangxi in advance, he secretly hid the design drawings while Zhao Xi was not paying attention.

I always thought that Zhao Xi didn't know, but now I was exposed by the other party and became a thief. Song Yuanbao's face did not blush and his heart was not beating. He admitted frankly, "You can give the design drawings, but you have to promise me and not be angry with me."

"Child!" Zhao Xi looked away, "My mother has been preparing for her father's birthday in recent days. I am just busy helping her with advice. How do you see that I'm angry?"

"Are you really not angry?" Song Yuanbao still didn't believe it. No matter how busy he was, he wouldn't be busy for a few days and didn't say something to him, right?

Zhao Xi frowned slightly, "Design drawing."

"I didn't bring it with me, I'll return to the palace later to give it to you." Song Yuanbao thought of the Wanbao Festival he just mentioned, which was the birthday of Emperor Guangxi. "Do you want to give the design drawings to the emperor as a birthday gift?"

"No." Zhao Xi denied it very simply.

"Why don't you give it?" Song Yuanbao said: "The day of the Wanbao Festival is a rare opportunity. If you hand over the design drawings, all the civil and military officials in the court will see your strength. Someone will definitely propose to establish a crown prince. The emperor is embarrassed to refuse in front of so many people?"

Zhao Xi put his hand behind him and looked at him, "Did you forget that the Divine Soldiers concealed all information about the organ beast from the outside. I took out the design drawings of the organ beast during the Wanbao Festival. Do you think the father is really happy to be named the crown prince?"

"Ah, I forgot this!" Song Yuanbao patted his forehead, "If you don't remind me today, maybe I'll hand it over for you during the Birthday Day."

Zhao Xi said: "Go back and return the design drawings to me later. It is not safe to put them there."

Song Yuanbao pursed his lips, "Then what gift are you going to give to the emperor?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Do you want me to think for you?"

"No need." Song Yuanbao was thinking about all the wrong ideas, and Zhao Xi could not trust him.

"Give me some face, don't refuse so simply!" Song Yuanbao said resentfully: "I haven't tried it, how do you know I don't have a good idea?"

Zhao Xi: "Then tell me, what gift is appropriate for me as I am now?"

Song Yuanbao's eyes rolled, "I'll ask you, what is the emperor paying most attention to now?"

"The war with Xiyue."

"That's right!" Song Yuanbao snapped his fingers and smiled mysteriously, "If auspiciousness came from the sky at this time, it would be clear that our Great Chu could win this war, would he be happy?"

Zhao Xi frowned directly, "Do you want me to pretend to be auspicious and deceive my father?"

"Just just find a spiritual sustenance for the emperor, it can't be considered a deception to the emperor, right?"

"Nothing!"
Chapter completed!