"Really leaving Xiao Jinzi in Xiliang alone? I always feel a little uneasy." Liu Yusheng frowned slightly on the carriage going away.
The man's slender fingers touched her eyebrows, rubbed the wrinkles there, and his tone was inexplicably helpless, "We left Wei Cheng and Wei Bai to follow. Sheng Sheng, you treat him as a child."
Croton nodded in agreement with his father, "Mother's expression just now is like worrying that I will cause trouble when I go out."
Liu Yusheng was embarrassed. It was not that she treated Qian Wanjin as a child. In fact, when the big guys got together, she had never seen Qian Wanjin as stable as a man in his 30s should be.
Even at this age, temperament still seems to stay at the age of nine.
And just being tall doesn't have an IQ.
It's as if you haven't grown up yet.
"Don't worry too much, he just won't be shrewd and sophisticated in front of us. Let him go outside by himself, look at him, he will definitely not be a little white rabbit who is bullied."
"It's an iron cock that can make business people a headache, a catastrophe."
The father and son sang together, blocking Liu Yusheng speechlessly.
She seemed to have forgotten that when she was shopping in Fengdu's shop, Qian Wanjin bargained and cried the treasurer.
It's really unusual.
She underestimated the second gold.
The journey to Beicang was very peaceful.
It's so peaceful that I feel a little guilty, and I always feel that it shouldn't be the case.
For this reason, Liu Yusheng has asked the man next to him several times, and followed the man behind the embarrassment of Jian Guofu, has there been any real movement during this time
Asked that the man smiled straight.
The man's explanation is very firm, no.
The other party made a show of his feet in the Superintendent's Mansion, and he would definitely not show up in front of them easily before he was ready again.
Because the other party was not sure, if there were any more flaws, they would be touched by Nanling King and straight out of their nest.
The opponent is Feng Qingbo, who dares to be careless
"I still feel that something is hiding from me. Isn't it?" This was Liu Yusheng's instinct.
"If there is, it must be a trivial matter, I have forgotten it myself." The man replied with a smile.
He didn't say anything about life and death, what else could she do? When I am not upset, I can pinch a few hands on him to vent his breath.
At the end of February, arrived at the border of Beicang.
Before entering the border, I saw the deceased outside the pass.
He is personable in white, with a right smile on his face, pretending to be profound.
Apart from Duan Ting, there is probably no other person in the world who can still be so windy in a wheelchair.
He is so rare that others call him disabled.
Turning the wheelchair, Da Lala stopped in front of the carriage, Duan Ting smiled eagerly, "How about it, is it interesting? I have received the news that you are coming to Beicang, and I will be waiting here in the next year."
"How long have you waited?" Feng Qingbo raised the curtain and asked the people outside.
"Soon, only half a month."
"Come up."
At the invitation of the man, Duan Ting laughed and patted the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands. The man flew to the carriage and sat firmly in the empty seat in the carriage, "Fu 囡囡, long time no see. The three little guys, meet for the first time, call me Uncle Duan. "
After greeting Liu Yusheng, Duan Ting was attracted by the three little children.
Duan Ting was not surprised to see three small heads after getting in the car because Feng Qingbai and Liu Yusheng had been informed that they had brought three little dolls on their trip.
However, the person who reported to him did not say that the three little dolls were so quiet and pleasant.
"Hello Uncle Duan."
Liu Yusheng also smiled and greeted, "Ting Wang, long time no see."
It's more than six years.
Goodbye, Duan Ting's appearance hasn't changed much, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are a little more windy and restrained than before.
When he was talking and laughing before, there was a smile in his eyebrows.
Now, when I talk about laughter, the smile becomes less obvious.
When the white horse is over, people always change in time.
"I heard that you are staying in Xinghua Village most of the time. If you have time to grow medicine and farm, you don’t have the time to come and see me? Fu Nuan, did you forget all of your business in Beicang? Even if you don’t come to see me, Look at your business anyway?"
"The business is managed by wealthy families. I only get a dividend, and I don't have to worry about the others." When it comes to Beicang's business, Liu Yusheng has a guilty conscience.
In contrast, she is really lazy.
Since Beicang confirmed the cooperative relationship with the Li family, she has never asked about follow-up matters. Every year Qian Wanjin gave her the cash dividends, and she hadn't even asked or counted how much silver she had earned.
"I'm here this time, and when I'm in Beicang, the capital, I'll find time to invite Miss Li to come out and gather." Otherwise, she would be embarrassed to stretch out her hand for the money.
"Okay, you can post directly to Li's family at that time, and invite them to a large restaurant in the city or a gathering in Liyuan, it's okay." Duan Ting answered naturally.
The smiles on Feng Qingbo and Liu Yusheng's faces were a bit of interest at the same time.
Because when Liu Yusheng mentioned the three words Miss Li, Duan Ting moved, as if reflexively, running away.
Although he was quickly pressed down, but he couldn't hide from the eyes of smart people.
There is a situation.
It's just that if nothing happened to Duan Ting, Liu Yusheng would not keep asking whether it was someone else's private matter.
Feng Qingbai is not even a gossiping temperament, and the topic between the three of them jumps to another place in a blink of an eye.
"You come to pick up with such a big fanfare, how can your father explain?" Feng Qingbai asked.
Bei Canghuang might not be happy.
When his eight sons died, Feng Qingbai and Liu Yusheng happened to be in Beicang. Although the whole matter was later found to have nothing to do with Feng Qingbai, it does not mean that Bei Canghuang didn't have a knot in his heart.
That is a man of not very good temperament.
Duan Ting's mouth suddenly smiled, "I don't need to explain, my father is used to doing face-saving skills, I come to pick up people, he can't make mistakes in the face. Besides, if I don't come, he shouldn't wait to see him. Still not waiting."
"In the past few years, Beicang has not elected a prince."
"Where did the princes choose? The somewhat capable princes are all on the guillotine, and the rest are either stupid, foolish, or handicapped. That position will probably be contested by all parties after a hundred years. The warehouse is bound to be a bloody storm. The Eighth Prince Spring knows that his father would probably ascend from the underground mansion with a smile to the point where he did this to avenge him."
Duan Ting's words are full of irony, but also with extremely obscure bitterness.
The Beicang imperial family, so many princes' lives, can't be worth the eighth prince alone. Both were made by the emperor, with two completely different destinies.
When things reached the end, it was really not clear who was the joke.
Royal Missin, Liu Yusheng just listened, without any sockets. She didn't know much about the royal family, that is, she knew it, and she was unwilling to blend in. Besides, there was nothing she could blend in.
Feng Qingbo was also silent for a moment. Then he said, "You have been dormant for so many years, is it not enough?"