After evening, as the clouds thickened, the sky in Tokyo seemed to be getting darker, and it seemed that a storm was brewing.

Sun Tu returned home very early today, and what was even more surprising was that he actually ran to the kitchen in the mansion for the first time and drove out all the chefs and cooks here, but scared many servants. In this era when gentlemen were far away from the kitchen, important officials in the court like Sun Taiwei shouldn't come here.

But under his insistence, the servants could only stay outside the kitchen with fear, listening to the thorny sound inside, fearing that the master would make something wrong inside. But soon, their uneasiness turned into surprise, because there was a tempting fragrance inside, which they had never smelled before.

Then, they heard Sun Tu's order inside: "A few people come to serve the dishes, and they all delivered them to the backyard dining room." Then everyone came to their senses and saw several dishes lined up on the stove with awesomeness. Among them were common things such as green vegetables and vegetable soup they knew, as well as fried chicken and West Lake vinegar fish and other dishes that everyone had never heard of.

However, Sun Tu did not explain much to them. He just unbuttoned the bib on his body, picked up the large plate of fried chicken and walked to the front of the team: "Why are you still standing there? It's past mealtime, why don't you hurry up and send all the food with me?"

Not only these servants, but also Sun Tu's wife and children couldn't help but feel a little dazed when they saw him cooking in person. Tigerhead stared at the plate of golden and fragrant fried chicken, and curiously said, "Dad, where did you get the delicious food?"

"Of course I made it for you to eat." Sun Tu smiled faintly and touched his son with his hand: "Thinking that I have been busy with official duties over the years and rarely accompany you to eat, let alone make some food for you, I feel a little ashamed. I am free today, so I show my skills so that you can know that your father had made a name for himself in Tokyo."

He said more about Yaer and Hu Rong. When the two women moved their minds, they had already noticed something, but they didn't ask more questions at this time. They just sat with him and then slowly tasted a few dishes on the table.

Although Sun Tu was already the Grand Marshal of the Duke and was in power all over the world, his family was always frugal and never advocated extravagance and waste. Since there were only five people who were eating, they didn’t have much food, and only six dishes and one soup. My family had long been used to this. In addition, today’s food was all done by Sun Tu, and the dishes were fresh, so everyone ate it with relish.

Especially the plate of fried chicken was most attractive to the two children. They were all over the place, and they were eating one after another. A meal of wind swept the clouds and wiped out a considerable amount of chicken. In the end, the two belly was even more round and unable to move, which made people gimmick.

When Sun Tu and his two wives met, they even smiled knowingly. Hutou chuckled twice and then looked at his father: "Dad, can we still eat such delicious food in the future?"

"Of course it's OK, as long as you are obedient." Sun Tu smiled at his children, and then said to Yaer and the others: "Let's go for a walk in the yard and eat food together."

The two women looked at each other and said nothing, so they followed him to the garden behind and walked slowly. After walking along the winding path, only three of them were left nearby, Hu Rong finally couldn't help but say, "San brother, is there something going on again?" His abnormal behavior really made them feel a little uneasy.

Sun Tu still just smiled: "It's nothing. There may be some changes in Beijing tomorrow, but everything is in my control. Just stay at home with confidence." After pausing for a moment, he sighed slightly: "But after tomorrow, maybe my identity will change again."

"Ah..." The two women were puzzled. They were already the Grand Marshal of the current dynasty and had the power alone. What else could they change? Then, they thought of something again, which made their faces suddenly change, but they couldn't ask.

Sun Tu didn't mean anything to say on this topic, but just smiled and said, "By the way, have Di brothers and the ninth brothers have had contact with you recently?" In the past two years, with Sun Tu's popularity in the court and the two brothers of the Di family have become much distant from him. It seems that they don't want to have more connections with such a powerful minister with a bad reputation, which will ruin their reputation. After all, Di Qing's descendants are all loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty.

Ya'er shook her head depressedly when she heard this: "Even Brother Jiu has come to the door. The last time she came to see me was during the Chinese New Year."

"Well... it's good, so that you won't be embarrassed." Sun Tu sighed: "Let's go, it's getting late. We'll attend the grand ceremony tomorrow. Let's rest early today." As he said that, he turned around and walked back first. Although the two women were full of anxiety and doubts, they still didn't ask for anything, but turned around to follow.

Sun Tu is ready to rest, but it is obvious that there are still many people in Tokyo today who cannot fall asleep. For example, Prime Minister Li Gang was not sleepy at this time. He also carefully read the articles recently written by his two sons who were officials in Beijing and made some comments.

Finally, he looked at his two sons deeply for a while and said softly: "Xuan'er, Xi'er, over the years, I have been a little too harsh on you. You won't blame me, right?"

His performance and words really shocked his two sons, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Because they remembered it very clearly that since they were sensible, their father had never spoken to him so kindly. On weekdays, he always looked stern when he met his father. He either commented on their articles or dealt with their principles of being an official, so that they could only be respectful to their father, but less close to him.

But today, my father changed his normal behavior. Not only did he look softer, but he also said soft words to them. After a while, Li Xuan said, "How could my son blame his father? My father demanded us so strictly, just to make his son promising."

"Yes, it is precisely because of the father's teaching that my son has achieved his achievements today and is able to be in the court." Li Xi also said.

Feeling his son's awe for him, Li Gang felt a pain again. For the sake of the word "justice" and in order not to make people say that he was partial, he has never given his son any convenience in the officialdom over the years. This made only these two smartest ones in his five sons who could enter the officialdom, while the other three were working in their hometowns.

Now, when he is taking risks for the court and for the king, his son, both in court and at home, is probably implicated. It would be fine if things can be accomplished, but once they fail... he dare not think about the result later, and could only say in a guilty tone: "It is not in vain that you two can think so, and you have been teaching your father for many years. It's getting late, so you can go back and rest."

He originally wanted to say something, but it was really important. He didn't really say it when he was talking to his mouth. He could only use his eyes to replace his mouth, showing that he owed his two sons.

Although Li Xuan and the other two clearly felt the difference between their fathers, they still didn't dare to ask directly. After all, how could they dare to break the challenge with their thirty or forty years of prestige here?

It was not until he watched them leave that Li Gang sighed again: "Although I am sorry for my descendants, I have a clear conscience in the court. Even if I really lose this time, a hundred years later, my name will be left in history. This is enough!" Obviously, he said this for himself, so that he could stabilize his shaken mind.

Li Gang planned to spend the night while Song Jiang chose to dance the gun and stick in the yard.

A rod was as agile as a dragon in his hand, and he rushed forward step by step, killing Li Kui who was fighting with him was a little unbearable. While retreating, he screamed. It was not until the stick in his hand was chopped off by Song Jiang that he screamed in shock: "Brother, I admit defeat. You are so amazing today, I don't even have a chance..."

Song Jiang then put away the stick, slowly adjusted his breathing, and looked at Li Kui: "Tie Niu, your skills have been much weaker recently. It seems that he has been lazy on weekdays."

Li Kui grinned and said with a little ashamed: "I am indeed a little lazy recently. Now no one dares to go against me when I go out. This life of my hand is naturally not as good as before."

"That won't be done. Learning martial arts is like being an official. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You must not be slacking off at all." Song Jiang said solemnly: "Just like me, the Grand Tutor, seems to be the third Duke, but in fact it's just like that in the court. You must find another opportunity to go further."

"I believe that with my brother's ability, I will definitely be able to get a higher level. So what if I become an emperor?" Li Kui laughed, but Song Jiang glared at it at that time: "What are you talking about? We are ministers, how can we have such delusions? Even if someone really wants to do this, I, Song Jiang, will get rid of him, even if I lose my life because of it!"

Li Kui couldn't quite understand what he said, so he could only scratch his scalp and laugh. However, Song Jiang's face became extremely solemn at this moment, and his eyes suddenly turned outside, as if he was looking at a target in the city.

Imperial Palace, Taimiao.

When Zi Zhao Ji was kneeling in front of the tablets of the Zhao family ancestors, lowering his head and muttering something silently, all he could vaguely hear was wishing for his ancestors to bless him. His face turned pale, and when a gust of autumn wind blew in from the open door, he shivered even more, and his eyes were filled with a bit of anxiety.

But in the end, he bit his teeth and straightened his back: "Since I am the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, there is no possibility of retreating this time. Once this guy can be eliminated, the world will be prosperous and there will be no internal worries!"
Chapter completed!