The Favoured Medical Princess: 881 is compensated (two updates in one)

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"Your Majesty... over there at the Meridian Gate, executions have just been carried out!"

A little **** subconsciously stepped lightly and quickly walked into the imperial study room quietly. He bowed to the man behind the imperial desk and did not dare to mention anyone's name.

Han Lingfu is dead.

Hearing this, Han Lingfan, who was sitting behind the rosewood carved dragon case, raised his head. He was holding a military newspaper in his hand and couldn't help but exert a little force. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside the window. The sky was blue and clouds were everywhere. Everything seemed to be the same as usual.

Suddenly, a warm breeze blew in from the window, causing the branches and leaves to sway, and a book on the table by the window to flip through, as if it was telling something...

Han Lingfan's eyes became darker and darker, like a bottomless abyss, as he stared blankly at the window.

After a while, Han Lingfan finally looked back, pursed his lips, and showed determination between his eyebrows.

Han Lingfu's end was already doomed the moment he killed his father with his own hands. He was not the one who killed him, it was his own fault!

It was so quiet in the imperial study room that one could even hear breathing.

Han Lingfan didn't ask anything or say anything. He just waved his hand casually and motioned for the little **** to step back.

The little **** secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed again, and then silently withdrew.

Han Lingfan lowered his eyes and looked at the military report in his hand again, then looked at the other two young men in the imperial study room, and said seriously: "Axin, Aqing, General Yangwu sent someone from Jingzhou sent eight hundred miles of urgent military reports. He just arrived this morning and he has already led his troops to recapture Guicheng in Jingzhou. After reorganizing the army, the army will attack Lushui City directly."

Nangong Xin and Jiang Mingqing were sitting next to another desk. The two young men looked at each other, their eyes filled with excitement and blood boiling.

Nangong Xin pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, when the general recaptures Green Water City, the Yellow Turban Army has lost two cities in a row, and its momentum will be greatly reduced. It is time to recruit reinforcements..."

"What A Xin said is exactly what I meant." Han Lingfan nodded slightly and said, "I plan to transfer more garrison troops from Yuzhou to Jingzhou to assist General Yangwu..." It is said that it is rushing to help, but in fact it is invisibly providing support to the Yellow Turbans. The pressure from the army made them feel that they were attacked from both sides and surrendered as soon as possible!

The three monarchs and ministers talked to each other and discussed enthusiastically. The atmosphere in the imperial study room was as prosperous as the courtyard outside was full of spring and vitality.

From the beginning to the end, a pair of old and wise eyes have been watching them quietly from the side, their eyes calm and happy.

Yongyang, who was wearing a black embroidered silk jacket with dark flowers, was sitting at a table by the window, slowly drinking a cup of herbal tea, wandering around the clouds and wild cranes.

Although Yongyang now has the responsibility of assisting the government, she does not want to hold on to the political power. She is old. These affairs in the court should have been left to these talented young people. She just wants to watch them during her lifetime. The new emperor slowly grew up, watching Dayu, who was riddled with holes, recuperate and recuperate...

The afternoon is quiet and warm, and time flies by quietly.

After the monarch and his ministers had almost finished discussing government and military affairs, they went to seek Yongyang’s opinion, and then an old female voice sounded in the room again...

Not a moment later, a young chamberlain left the imperial study room in a hurry.

After an unknown amount of time, several cabinet ministers headed by Cheng Dongyang came to meet with the young chamberlain. Immediately afterwards, objections came from the imperial study:

"Your Majesty, I think something is wrong. Since General Yangwu has captured Guicheng, he should immediately recruit troops. Why bother to go to war again and waste people and money!"

"Your Majesty, I believe that the local garrison should not be lightly adjusted."

"..."

With the addition of several cabinet ministers, the originally peaceful Imperial Study Room seemed to be suddenly greeted by a violent storm, setting off waves of violent waves on the boundless sea, with each wave getting higher than the previous one. The surging waves seemed to be swallowing up everything in sight in an instant...

Gradually, the clouds and mist parted to reveal the sky, and the wind and waves calmed down.

After a while, as the sun set in the west, several cabinet ministers walked out of the imperial study with frowns on their faces, exchanged glances at each other, and sighed.

The new emperor did not listen to dissuasion and insisted on going his own way. We will see what happens in the future.

After several cabinet ministers left, Yongyang also left the palace and returned to the princess mansion in her Zhulun carriage.

At this time, the princess's residence was filled with joy, and immediately a mother-in-law came to report that the eldest lady had returned from southern Xinjiang an hour ago.

Hearing this, Yongyang couldn't help but feel happy, and the slight fatigue in his body was immediately swept away.

Thinking that Mrs. Fu must have had a hard time traveling and traveling all the way, Yongyang originally wanted to tell Aunt Tang so that Mrs. Fu would not have to come to say hello today. Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out of her mouth, another little maid walked quickly. When he came in, he knelt down and said: "Your Highness, the eldest lady and the sixth aunt are here!"

As the saying goes, people feel refreshed during happy events.

Although this trip was a long way back and forth, Mrs. Fu has a good foundation. Although she has lost a little weight, she is full of energy and her dark eyes are bright. She was also accompanied by Fu Yunyan, who came from Nangong Mansion after hearing the news. Fu Yunyan was still young and his figure was as slender as usual.

"Mother."

"Grandma."

The mother and daughter quickly entered the house and blessed Yongyang. Then Mrs. Fu said with a smile: "Mother, we Ahe and his wife have specially prepared two carts of generous gifts for you, including many. Some of the precious medicinal materials are prepared by Xia'er herself, saying that I want to honor you!"

On this trip back from southern Xinjiang, Mrs. Fu packed more than a dozen carts of things. Some were specialties from Beppu, and some she bought specially to give away. Most of them were Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia. The young couple prepared some for their relatives and friends.

For Yongyang, no matter what the young couple gave her, she was happy and her eyes narrowed with laughter.

Yongyang waved to Mrs. Fu and Fu Yunyan to sit down, and then asked with a smile: "Quickly, tell me about the wedding in detail, and how are you, the young couple?"

"Isn't it okay?" Mrs. Fu teased her son with a smile on her face, "You haven't seen Ahe's eagerness to get a wife, and you don't know how to be ashamed at all..."

Mrs. Fu started talking enthusiastically, not only talking about the wedding of Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia, but also about what she saw and heard in Luoyue City, talking about Xiao Yi, Nangong Yue, Xiao Xiao Yu, and Mandarin Bai, talking about Yuan Lingbai brother and sister, talking about Nangong Mu and his wife...

For a while, the only voices in the room were Mrs. Fu's voice and Fu Yunyan's occasional interruptions. The hearty laughter of three generations of grandparents echoed inside.

Fu Yunyan listened with great interest and sighed with some regret: "Mom, if I had known earlier, I would have gone with you."

Among the brothers, Fu Yunyan has been the closest to Fu Yunhe since they were young, and they have the most fun with each other. Han Qixia is also a good sister she grew up with. However, she was not able to attend their wedding, and she always felt a little regretful. .

Hearing this, Mrs. Fu couldn't help but glare at Fu Yunyan, wanting to pinch her. Her daughter is still so careless, and she doesn't even think about how she can be so tired now that she is twins! Furthermore, if my daughter really goes to southern Xinjiang this time, she may miss the baby in her belly...

Thinking about it, Mrs. Fu's heart tightened and she almost couldn't take a breath. She murmured in her heart: Children are debts from the previous life.

Yongyang didn't think much about it, and nodded repeatedly with a smile: "Okay, as long as they get along!"

As long as Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia live well in southern Xinjiang, everything will be fine.

Mrs. Fu held a handkerchief and covered her mouth with a smile, and said jokingly: "Mom, I think this young couple is very affectionate. Maybe our Fu family will have another child by the end of the year."

While speaking, Mrs. Fu looked at Fu Yunyan's belly again, her face softened slightly, and for the sake of the little grandson in her daughter's belly, she stopped arguing with her.

The smile on Yongyang's face grew thicker, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened. She was kind and kind, but who could tell that she was the powerful Princess Yongyang.

"When the emperor can straighten out the political affairs in the future, I might be able to go to Luoyue City again," Yong Yang added happily, "Go and see my great-grandson, and also see brother Yu from the Ayi family. ..."

"There are also Brother Yu's younger siblings. Counting the days, it's time for Yue'er's second child to be born." Mrs. Fu added.

"A Yi and A Yue's children, whether they are boys or girls, will definitely be very beautiful." Fu Yunyan said with a smile, stroking his hands, and then said coquettishly to Yong Yang, "Grandma, when the time comes, you still have to take me with you. How about going to Luoyue City together?"

"Okay, okay!" Yongyang agreed readily.

The three of them were chatting and laughing, and the room was very lively. Suddenly there was a sound of curtain lifting, and a maid in a blue jacket hurried in. She walked up to Yong Yang, knelt down and saluted, and said: "Your Highness, please Twelve came back and said there was 'news'."

In an instant, Yongyang's pupils shrank and his expression condensed. Then, the air in the room also changed subtly.

Mrs. Fu and Fu Yunyan didn’t know the reason yet, so they looked at each other subconsciously.

"Bring Twelve in quickly." Yongyang said solemnly, his fists clenched at his sides unconsciously, and his body became a little stiff.

She personally sent Ying Twelve out to find clues about her grandson, not Wen Yu, but her real grandson.

Since Yong Yang put Wen Yu under house arrest, he spent a lot of effort to get some clues from Wen Yu. Over the years, Han Lingguan has been sending people to look for Yong Yang's grandson, with the purpose of winning over Yong Yang. One year, Han Lingguan's people found the half-wall butterfly-shaped jade pendant in Huainan, and immediately rushed it to the royal capital.

Han Lingguan quickly confirmed that this jade pendant was indeed the one that Yong Yang left for his daughter. He could have given Yong Yang a favor, but he suddenly had another idea, so Wen Yu took it. The jade pendant comes to the princess's house as a token to recognize one's relatives...

After Yongyang learned that this jade pendant came from Huainan, he sent Ying Twelve to Huainan to investigate. However, the matter had passed for too long. After Ying Twelve carefully investigated in Huainan, he discovered that this jade pendant I moved around in several houses, and initially I came from a Wang family pawnshop, but the Wang family pawnshop closed down seven or eight years ago, and the owner moved to another place. This investigation took several years.

Yong Yang had already given up any hope, but he didn't expect that there was finally news.

Thinking about it, a glimmer of expectation appeared in Yongyang's eyes, but more of it was still uneasiness, worry, and fear...

After the maid took the order and left, the room became quiet.

Seeing that Yong Yang looked wrong, Mrs. Fu said tentatively: "Since mother has something to do, then Liu Niang and I..."

Yongyang raised his hand and interrupted Mrs. Fu, saying: "You and Liu Niang should also listen, you will eventually know."

Mrs. Fu responded respectfully and exchanged glances with her daughter again. Mother and daughter didn't ask any more questions and sat quietly drinking tea.

In the room, there was only the faint sound of the tea lid moving gently on the tea cup.

A moment later, the little maid just came with a middle-aged man in gray cloth. The man seemed to be in his early forties, with a square face and a curly beard. He was very capable.

This Ying Twelve is a soldier under Yong Yang. He also followed Yong Yang on the battlefield and fought **** battles. He gained Yong Yang's trust, so he entrusted this job to him.

"I have met Your Highness." Ying Twelve respectfully gave Yong Yang a military salute with clasped fists.

He didn’t go into details and just told the whole story——

It took Ying Twelve half a year to finally find the owner of Wang's pawnshop in Yuzhou. Fortunately, the owner of the Wang family's pawnshop still had account books from the previous ten years. The account books contained the name and fingerprint of the person who pawned the jade pendant. It's a young man named Wenjia.

Although the half-wall butterfly-shaped jade pendant was of good quality, it was only half a wall, so the original **** price was not high. After thinking about it carefully, the old shopkeeper vaguely remembered that the boy who went to **** the jade pendant was probably nine or ten years old at the time. , I once begged for more money, as if I wanted to treat my seriously ill mother.

After that, Ying Twelve returned to Huainan and asked around, only to learn that Wenjia’s mother, Xue, passed away eleven years ago. Before her death, her son was given to a neighbor named Li. And that neighbor also moved to Jiangnan nine years ago to do business.

In early February, Ying Twelve went to Jiangnan and finally inquired about the Li family in Ningcheng, as well as Wen Jia, the young man who was now named Li Jia. He was already 21 years old.

Listening to Ying Twelve’s unhurried words, Yongyang, Mrs. Fu and Fu Yunyan were all overjoyed and couldn’t believe their ears.

Since Wen Yu's identity was exposed, the Fu family did not dare to talk about Wen Yu in Yongyang anymore, but they did not expect that there would be no way out, and there would be a bright future in another village!

Yongyang asked hurriedly: "Twelve, how has the child lived in the Li family these years? Has he married a wife?" Does he have any children now, and what does he do for a living? And...

Yong Yang’s heart was filled with ups and downs, and he had countless questions to ask...

Ying Twelve also knew Yongyang's eagerness, so he simply started from the beginning: "Back to Your Highness, the Li family is an impoverished family. Mrs. Li had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to her daughter, and she barely managed to survive. After that, she never gave birth to another child. Half a daughter, Mr. Li and his wife only have one daughter. After the death of Mr. Xue, the Li family adopted Mr. Wen, who was only ten years old at the time, as their adopted son and changed his surname to Li. Over the years, the Li family has changed the name of Mr. Li to Li. The young master regarded him as his own son and allowed him to study in a private school for several years. Mr. Li and Miss Li grew up together since they were childhood sweethearts..."

Hearing the words "childhood sweethearts", Yongyang and the other two people all had some vague guesses in their hearts, their expressions were subtle.

Sure enough, what Ying Twelve said next confirmed their guess: "The two got married when Mr. Li was sixteen, and now they have a son and a daughter."

Listening, Mrs. Fu glanced at Yong Yang quickly, with a somewhat complicated look in her eyes.

On the surface, Li Jia now has a wife and children, and is living a good life. However, to be honest, Li Jia’s marriage is actually a son-in-law who comes to the door. Only men who have no ability or whose family is too poor to take the blame will become a door-to-door son-in-law.

For Li Jia, is he willing to do so, or is the Li family trying to repay the favor? ! Now Li Jia seems to have a happy life on the surface, but only he knows what it's like.

After a moment, Yongyang pondered and asked again: "Then what does the Li family do for a living?"

Ying Twelve immediately replied: "Your Highness, the Li family is a merchant. Now they have opened several grain shops in Ningcheng, Jiangnan. Although the family's life is not rich and powerful, it is still pretty good." I went to find out specifically. The reputation of the Li family's grain store in the city is pretty good. They do business properly. Now Mr. Li has inherited his father's business and helps Master Li manage the family store. In just a few years, he has opened a new business in Jiangnan. Several branches have been opened in the area. Mr. Li and Mrs. Li are well-known local benefactors. When Yongzhou was hit by floods two years ago, many refugees fled to Ningcheng. The Li family also took the lead in releasing grain and giving porridge... …”

It is a good idea for most merchants not to take advantage of the disaster to raise food prices. The Li family can be considered a philanthropic family. Li Jia's life was rough, and he lived in poverty and hardship for ten years with his adoptive mother Xue. He was lucky to be adopted by a family like the Li family.

Hearing this, Yongyang, Mrs. Fu and Fu Yunyan were thoughtful and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.

"Mother, do you think we should take Li Jia's child back to the capital?" Mrs. Fu looked at Yong Yang tentatively and asked.

Yongyang pondered for a moment, then shook his head and murmured: "That child is living a very good life now..."

If Li Jia was not doing well now, Yongyang would take him back to the capital without hesitation, but he was living a good life, so why should they disturb his peaceful life and stir up unnecessary troubles? Ripples...

Compared to Li Mansion, Princess Mansion is too expensive!

Yongyang sighed deeply, waved away Ying Twelve, and then said: "In a few days, I plan to go to Jiangnan to see this child with my own eyes."

She wanted to see what this child looked like and what his temperament was... What she heard was false, and she wanted to personally confirm whether he was doing well...

Hearing this, Fu Yunyan's eyes lit up and he said without thinking, "Grandma, I'll accompany you." Jiangnan was so beautiful, she could also stop by Nangong Mansion.

Mrs. Fu was so speechless that the corners of her eyes twitched, and she said angrily: "Liu Niang, stop making trouble. You are not allowed to go anywhere before the baby is born. Just stay in the capital to raise the baby!"

Following that, Mrs. Fu turned to Yongyang and said, "Mother, I'd better accompany you."

"Mother..." Fu Yunyan looked at Mrs. Fu aggrievedly. The doctor clearly said that she was in good health and could just live her life as usual, without being too cautious...

"Okay, Liu Niang, it's up to your mother to do this." Yong Yang said with a smile.

Hearing the good news today made Yongyang feel relieved and seemed to be in high spirits, as if he had suddenly become several years younger.

Fu Yunyan did not languish for too long, and soon cheered up again, pestering Mrs. Fu to ask about Nangong Yue's situation, and asked if little Xiao Yu was as cute as in the paintings Nangong Yue sent...

Speaking of little Xiao Yu, Mrs. Fu became very excited. She was frothing at the mouth. She praised little Xiao Yu for being as handsome as his father. She praised him for being smart and could recite most of the Three Character Classic. She praised him for being considerate. , be careful about your age, you will be able to serve tea to your elders; praise him for his good muscles and bones, he can swim on his own after only a few days of learning from his father, he will definitely be a martial arts wizard in the future.

Yongyang and Fu Yunyan were very happy and laughed heartily from time to time.

"That's right!" Mrs. Fu thought of something and sighed in amusement, "Brother Yu, you still imitate A Yi and recognize people as your little brothers everywhere! This is really a dragon giving birth to a dragon, a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix, and a mouse giving birth to a phoenix. My son can drill holes."

The last saying was just smooth when Mrs. Fu said it, but after she said it, she felt something bad. Remembering that today she heard from her servants that Han Lingfu had been executed at three quarters noon, she looked at Yongyang carefully.

Seeing that Yongyang was still smiling, as if Han Lingfu's execution had not left any trace in her heart, Mrs. Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to laugh.

In the house, a lively sound of laughter and chatter floated out from the window and spread to the courtyard outside. At this time, the deep purple and lavender wisteria flowers on the flower stand in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the spring breeze blew Come, clusters of purple flowers dance in the wind, bringing bursts of rich fragrance.

In April, the strong feeling of spring spreads across the entire Central Plains, from the royal capital to Jiangnan, and then to southern Xinjiang. No matter where you go, there is thick greenery and bright spring scenery.

On April 12th, a seemingly ordinary green-covered carriage drove quickly into Luoyue City, heading straight for Bixiaotang with a clear purpose.

The carriage entered the mansion through a corner door, and a short, fat middle-aged man jumped out. He was the fat owner of Fengyin Restaurant in Wangdu.

"Xiao Jie," Zhu Xing came after hearing the news and hugged the fat boss, "You are finally back!"

As he spoke, Zhu Xing looked at the carriage with sharp eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is the 'person' inside?"

The fat boss, also known as Xiao Jie, nodded and looked at the carriage with a gloomy expression.

Xiao Jie was considered the third-in-command among the secret guards. He had been lurking carefully in the capital for many years. It was not until this time that his whereabouts were revealed for Bai Muxiao, and he also lost the stronghold of Fengyin Restaurant.

Recalling everything that happened along the way, Xiao Jie's face looked unhappy, and he said: "Butler Zhu, I will leave it to you for the time being. I will go and find the prince first."

Xiao Zi left the carriage in charge of Zhu Xing and followed the servant to Xiao Yi's outer study.

Who would have thought that besides Xiao Yi, there would be someone else in the study.

After Xiao Zie looked at those **** and white eyes for a moment, he suddenly thought that this boy wearing a cat-eared hat must be his grandson.

Xiao Jie calmly walked to the front of the desk and respectfully saluted Xiao Yi with cupped fists, "I have seen the Crown Prince. I have brought the Bai family back..."

Xiao Yi responded lightly, his hands were busy weaving bamboo strips without even raising his head.

He didn't care about Bai Muxiao, but Guan Yubai was a little curious about the doubts about Bai Muxiao, and wanted to see if he could find the person who really designed the Liannu from Bai Muxiao, so he took the trouble After some effort, people brought Bai Muxiao back to southern Xinjiang.

Little Xiao Yu looked at Xiao Jie casually, then withdrew his gaze and continued to watch his father knitting bamboo cats for him.

Although Xiao Yi didn't ask any more questions, Xiao Zi felt a little guilty and continued to report: "Your Majesty, there was a slight glitch on the road, so we were delayed for several days." Originally, they were supposed to arrive in early April. Arriving at Luoyue City.

At this time, Xiao Yi finally had some reaction. He stopped, looked up at Xiao Ji, and asked casually: "What happened?"

Xiao Zie swallowed and then reported carefully——

On the way, Xiao Jie and a female secret guard escorted Bai Muxiao all the way south from the royal capital. In order to prevent Bai Muxiao from causing trouble to them, the female secret guard dressed up as Bai Muxiao's maid. They also gave Bai Muxiao Ruanjin San, which made her body weak and weak.

At first, Bai Muxiao had been very calm, so they were a little relaxed. One day, when they were staying in a small inn in Yuzhou, Bai Muxiao suddenly dropped a cup, attracting other people's attention, and then looked for the lobby. Several young gentlemen who looked like students in the room asked for help, saying that she was a girl from a wealthy family in Gusu. Xiao Jue and the female secret guard were both kidnappers, and they wanted to abduct her to southern Xinjiang and sell her, and asked those young gentlemen to rescue her. , even if it is to report to the official for her.

Although Xiao Jie tried to save the situation, saying that Bai Muxiao was his niece who had escaped from marriage, and they were going to take her to her husband's family to get married, but Bai Muxiao, who had grown up in the royal capital, suddenly spoke fluently in Wu Wu Nong said softly.

However, Xiao Jie and the female secret guard stayed in the North and South Xinjiang all year round and could not speak Wu dialect at all.

Several young masters were young and energetic, and were seduced by Bai Muxiao, so they sent people to inform the government. Xiao Jie had no choice but to retreat temporarily and wait and see.

After that, Bai Muxiao hooked up with those young gentlemen. Knowing that those young gentlemen were going to Jingzhou for a study tour, she used the excuse that she had relatives in Jingzhou and begged those young gentlemen to take her to Jingzhou along the way. Originally, the young masters thought the woman was a burden and did not agree, but Bai Muxiao was a resourceful person and composed a poem casually, which impressed the students and regarded her as a talented confidant and took good care of her.

The two of them thought that Jingzhou would be on their way anyway, so they followed them quietly for a few days. Until one night when Bai Muxiao and the others were staying at an inn in Jingzhou, Xiao Ju secretly stayed at the inn. The drink was laced with ecstasy, which knocked out everyone in the inn, and then took Bai Muxiao away directly... Xiao Jie was afraid of another setback, so after leaving the inn, he traveled day and night for two days and two nights. , and from then on whenever he entered the city, he simply knocked Bai Muxiao out. Anyway, he wouldn't starve to death in a day or two.

So, before entering Luoyue City, the female secret guard gave Bai Muxiao another dose of ecstasy, and she is still unconscious.

While reporting, Xiao Jie felt very ashamed. He considered himself a veteran, but he was accidentally tricked by Bai Muxiao. It was no wonder that this woman tricked Han Lingfu with applause.

"Your Majesty, do you want to meet the Bai family?" Xiao Jie bowed his head and asked for instructions, not daring to look directly into Xiao Yi's eyes.

As soon as he lowered his head, he met Xiao Yu's clear and flawless eyes. Xiao Yu's story was too long. The little guy thought he was here specifically to tell stories to his father, so he simply moved the little one too. Taozi came over and sat listening, nodding from time to time, but he didn't know how many words he understood.

While Xiao Yi was talking, the bamboo cat in Xiao Yi's hand was mostly formed. He raised his hand and held it in front of his eyes, looked at it, and said calmly: "Everyone has arrived in southern Xinjiang anyway, so don't be in a hurry. Let’s shut it down first and then talk about it.”

Bai Muxiao is a person who has been doing this for several years. He has many tricks and is very self-righteous!

Xiao Yi curled his lips, a cold light flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

Although Bai Muxiao is Nangong Yue's cousin, Bai Muxiao never takes this family relationship seriously. He also set up Nangong Yue with Han Lingfu. Xiao Yi has not forgotten these old accounts. He did not torture him to extract a confession. It's already polite.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Seeing that Xiao Yi didn't blame him, Xiao Zi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Over there in the capital, since you have shown your face, there is no need to go back," Xiao Yi continued to order, "Next, just take a few people to Xiye..."

The two talked for a while, and Xiao Jie was about to leave when he heard the salute of Bamboo coming from outside: "The second young master, the eldest son is inside..."

"Brother!"

Yuan Lingbai came in with a playful smile. Xiao Jie nodded to him and left quickly.

Yuan Lingbai cleared his throat, scratched the back of his head, and said without sincerity: "Brother, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Xiao Yi glanced at him and continued to weave bamboo strips, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

However, there were still people in this room who welcomed Yuan Lingbai.

"Uncle Yuan!" Xiao Yu jumped up from his chair and enthusiastically threw himself into Yuan Lingbai's arms.

"Brother Yu, one day is like three autumns after not seeing you for a long time. Speaking of which, uncle hasn't seen you for three days!" Yuan Lingbai easily picked up Xiao Yu and rubbed each other affectionately. Face, "Uncle really misses you!"

"Uncle Yuan, I miss you too!" Xiao Xiaoyu said sweet words familiarly but very sincerely.

He has said these words to everyone he has met, such as Zhennan Wang, Xiao Luan, Xiao Fei, Fu Yunhe, Yuan Yuyi, Han Qixia, etc., including but not limited to Xiaoju, Mao Xiaobai, Xiao Gray, cold feathers, etc.

You and I, the old and the young, expressed their true feelings to each other. If you didn’t know, you would have thought that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were meeting here!

Xiao Yi didn't care, and continued to knit his things carefully. When the last cat ears were finished, it happened that the uncle and nephew were almost done acting. Xiao Yu saw that his father was playing with the baby's fist-sized The bamboo cat head has two eyes that instantly shine like gems.

He immediately abandoned his former uncle without any attachment, and turned to his father's arms, "Daddy."

Little Xiao Yu put his two fleshy paws on his father's knees and stared at the round bamboo cat without blinking.

Xiao Yi didn't intend to whet his appetite. Originally, this thing was just a condition to coax this brat to come to the study.

"Let's play." Xiao Yi directly threw the little thing into the little guy's hand. Xiao Yu held it carefully in his hand. He didn't know how much he liked it, and he didn't even want to blink. .

After a moment, Xiao Yu thought of something again, raised his head and said, "Dad, my younger brother wants it too." His father made one for him, and of course he had to make one for his younger brother.

The corners of Xiao Yi's mouth twitched, as if he was digging a hole for himself.

Little Xiao Yu has never been a child who would give up easily. He grabbed his father's hand and emphasized: "My younger brother wants it too."

Xiao Yi said perfunctorily: "There are no more bamboos!"

"I'm going to find it for my brother!" Xiao Yu ran away as if he had received some important task, and Zhuzi hurriedly followed.

Looking at the cute and well-behaved appearance of his little nephew, Yuan Lingbai felt that his heart was melting, and he felt more and more that his plan to get married must be put on the schedule as soon as possible.

Xiao Hezi is already married, and may have a child by the end of the year or early next year. The child can still play with Brother Yu and Brother Ye, and if his marriage continues to be delayed, Brother Yu and the others will Now that he's grown up, wouldn't there be no one to play with his poor child? !

Thinking about it, Yuan Lingbai couldn't help crying tears of sympathy for his still-unseen son, feeling that he, as a father, could no longer hold his son back!

"Brother, you are such a good dad!" Yuan Lingbai made up his mind and praised emphatically with a smile on his face. At the same time, he pulled a stool over and sat on the other side of the desk, across from Xiao Yi. The case is relative.

The corners of Xiao Yi's eyes twitched, and he inexplicably thought of a sentence: If you have nothing to do, you are attentive, and if you are not a traitor, you are a thief.

Yuan Lingbai didn't care about Xiao Yi's attitude, and continued with a smile: "Brother, I just received a letter from my mother from the royal capital yesterday. She said that I have an elder brother and sister-in-law in southern Xinjiang to take care of me. She can rest assured. , allow me to find a girl from southern Xinjiang to marry here."

Yuan Lingbai told half of it and hid the other half.

Over the years, Yuncheng has really been worried about her second son's marriage. Yuan Lingbai didn't like the things she liked, and Yuan Lingbai didn't like those she didn't like. He kept saying that as long as Yuan Yuyi didn't get married, he wouldn't get a wife either.

Now, the second son is finally willing to get married, and coke has ruined Yuncheng.

Yun Cheng expressed eagerly in her letter that Yuan Lingbai was not young, and other people of the same age had already married two of them. As long as Yuan Lingbai was married, she would have no objection to whoever he married. .

Yuan Lingbai giggled twice, and then revealed the real purpose of his trip: "Brother, my dear eldest brother, why don't you ask your sister-in-law to help me make peace?" Yuan Lingbai rubbed his hands. , looked at Xiao Yi eagerly, and smiled very flatteringly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi almost smashed a military book at hand.

This **** is really thick-skinned!

"Find your own daughter-in-law by yourself." Xiao Yi glared at Yuan Lingbai with disgust and said angrily, "Don't ask your sister-in-law for trivial matters. Your sister-in-law is very busy!"

We just finished Xiao Fei, and now comes Yuan Lingbai. Is it over yet? ! His eldest concubine is his wife, not some matchmaker.

"Brother..."

Yuan Lingbai's handsome face fell, and he wanted to beg, but Xiao Yi waved his hand impatiently and said: "Anyway, you go to the photo yourself, and you will talk to your sister-in-law when you choose the one." , just ask your sister-in-law to check your voice."

Xiao Yi thinks that his eldest brother is already competent enough. He is already leading the world with his younger brother. How can there be any reason to marry a wife!

Yuan Lingbai frowned, what the elder brother said seemed to make sense, but...

"Brother," Yuan Lingbai stood up and walked around the desk, squatting humbly in front of Xiao Yi, looking up at him pitifully, and said in embarrassment, "but this girl from Luo Yue City Mansion... I am the only one I don’t even know him!”

This is not the royal capital. He still knows a little about the palaces in the royal capital and has some connections. In southern Xinjiang, he is just a blind eye and knows nothing! Where can I find a wife?

"Get out!" Xiao Yi kicked him out unceremoniously, "Go and find your own way!" Did he already know the girl from Luo Yuecheng?

Yuan Lingbai sat down on the cold bluestone floor, took out a handkerchief from nowhere, bit the corner of the handkerchief, and looked at Xiao Yi pitifully, "Brother, you have to give Let me point you to a clear path!"

Xiao Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him and let him sing and act by himself. At this moment, Xiao Yu came back holding a bamboo pole. He looked at poor Uncle Yuan with sympathy and went over to give him a hug. , kissed him again.

"Uncle, don't cry." The little guy took out a handkerchief from his small bag and kindly wiped Yuan Lingbai's non-existent tears, "Brother Yu, help you!"

Yuan Lingbai's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked his nephew to help him choose a wife. This was a good idea!

"Brother Yu, are you serious?" Yuan Lingbai knelt on the ground and raised Xiao Yu's little fleshy hand with a cautious look on his face, "Then let's pull the hook!"

The hook will not change for a hundred years.

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After thinking about it, Yong Yang’s wish was finally granted.