"Brother Zhiqiu! You, you don't understand the customs!" The woman stomped at the door, turning back and rushing, blushing.
Liu Zhiqiu staggered in the door.
I go!
He still wonders about the style
Hugging so that your heartbeat speeds up
What are you thinking about
With his heart beating in chaos in his chest, Liu Zhiqiu looked down, raised his fist and punched it hard.
Bang, muffled.
Damn, it's totally useless.
The whole day that followed, Xiao Bailian walked in a spinning motion, still humming in her mouth.
Liu Yusheng and Shi Xianrou judged that this was the soup.
The family turmoil about Kang Ziyu has completely passed away. After lunch on the second day, Feng Qingbai set off for Yunzhou and returned to Beijing by boat from Yunzhou.
Shi Xianrou and Qian Wanjin also need to return to Beijing once, and if they leave for too long, they also need to take care of their affairs there.
Moreover, the Yunzhou floods made the family worried, so they had to go back and show their faces, otherwise they would appear too unconscionable.
The two followed Feng Qingbo.
Liu Yusheng did not go to Yunzhou to see him off.
Compared to the hard time when she was separated from Feng Qingbai for the first time, she can now control her emotions well.
Just as if the man was going on a business trip, the man returned when the matter was over.
As for Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou, there is nothing to be sad about them. People must come back within three months.
The business is here.
Instead, the old lady came more sad than her.
"As soon as people walked around, the yard seemed deserted." The old woman sighed.
People always like to be more lively when they are old, and I am happy to see the children and grandchildren around me.
"Don't sigh, people will come back soon. What do you want to do? The children have something to do." The old man persuaded that even if the children in the family go out to work, don't he still have to accompany the old woman.
"Milk, you have to like the excitement, I'll keep our compound noisy all day long, with me here, and the other three." Liu Zhiqiu smiled and joked.
Before Liu Muqiu came over, he immediately responded, "I'm the one!"
Liu Yusheng shook his little head, "What's this, I'll take the two of you one by one."
The old woman was muffled and laughed by the three.
Sit back to the hall again and look at the family that has nothing to do. The old man snorted, "If you leave it as usual, you will have to look at the water at this time. When the sun goes down later, the village entrance is full of chattering people."
"Yes, there is no harvest." The old woman sighed, "Fortunately, when our family’s food was stored, the nuns and nuns were put away, and they were well preserved. Others don’t have such a situation. Yesterday, people from the village said that they were outside in the rice shop. The rice is getting more and more expensive."
"It's all making big money." Liu Dadao's expression was not very good. "No merchants do not treacherous. At this time, the people are short of rice, and those rice merchants have one price a day. Two months later, I don't know how much there will be. People can afford it."
Liu Yusheng scratched his chin, and the topic I don’t know what came up here, to see how the family was worried about the rice, "Master, milk, father, mother, don’t be so worried, isn’t it the windy cypress and Xiaofeng'er? They will definitely take measures against this phenomenon and will not leave the people without food."
"Yes, there are Ashiu and Xiao Feng'er, they will definitely have a way to rectify." The family nodded together.
Feng Qingbo and Xiao Feng'er, in their eyes, are the materials of Mingjun.
Surely we can't do things that are mediocre and innocent, regardless of the people's sufferings.
Putting this topic aside for the time being, the family's life is still low-key and peaceful.
At the beginning of August, the news that General Qin Xiao's class returned to the court spread throughout Nanling.
In the state city where the army passed, the people greeted each other one after another, cheering and shouting.
When the master returned to the court, either he returned triumphantly, or he had no battle to fight, it all showed that the border crossing could get short-term peace.
As long as there is no war, it is a good thing for the people.
A banquet was held in the imperial palace to warmly entertain the heroes who returned to the dynasty. Today, the military commanders who have military exploits are rewarded, which is a good talk throughout Beijing.
In mid-August, the Beicang delegation also arrived in the capital, and Feng Qingbai personally greeted him at the station.
Among the envoys, someone surprised him.
A white dress is elegant and dusty, but it also makes people paler.
The long eyebrows and the phoenix eyes are handsome and innocent, but because of their morbidity, they have a weak temperament.
He is sitting in a wheelchair.
Feng Qingbai's eyelids shrink slightly, "Duan Ting?"
The man looked at him and smiled slightly, "King Nanling, Feng Qingbai?"
"Long admired the name."
"To each other."
Duan Ting, the fourteenth prince of Beicang, the titled king of the court, was a martial artist, and was amazingly brilliant, of course, young and unhealthy.
As the regent, you need to know the royal family of neighboring countries thoroughly.
Duan Ting is one of the bogeys.
The delegation of envoys arrived, and the palace held a banquet to meet the dust.
When Feng Mohan saw Duan Ting, his eyes flashed with surprise. Fortunately, he had followed the emperor for a long time and his facial expressions were controlled properly, otherwise he, the emperor, would have to make a joke.
This time Beicang came to everyone’s identities. In addition to the fourteenth prince, there were also Beicang general Luo Beichuan, Beicang’s well-known and eloquent civil minister Shu Yixian, and several other civil and military officials, and two palaces that served Duan Ting. slave girl.
At the banquet, the atmosphere was still peaceful.
Qin Xiao and Zuo Xiang sat at the top of the table and laughed at Yan Yan with the distinguished guest. At the time, no one talked about the purpose of Bei Cang's mission.
It seems that the other party is really here for sightseeing.
The two countries have fought on the border for more than ten years, and the number of times the generals of the two sides have fought before the battle is countless. After drinking, it is like two friends who have not seen each other for many years, drinking and laughing.
Each one has a city mansion in his chest.
Feng Qingbai has the same status as Duan Ting and sits in the same seat.
Raising the wine glass, "This king has been known to the court king for a long time, this king respects you for this glass of wine."
"The name of Nanling King is like Lei Guaner, and this king has also been fascinated for a long time. It is not as famous as meeting, please." Duan Ting also toasted and drank it.
Seeing him drinking like this, the maid next to him seemed to want to stop her, but she couldn't say anything when she was swept away by the corner of his eyes.
Feng Qingbai saw everything in his eyes and raised his lips, "This is my popular health wine in Nanling. It is different from ordinary wine. It should be okay to drink one or two more glasses. It won't be intoxicating."
"Healthy wine? I heard about it in Beicang, Nanling’s Xinghuacun health-care wine has a mellow taste, which makes people want to stop. Today’s one product, it is true." Holding the wine glass in front of his eyes, slowly twisting it, Duan Ting’s mouth was faint. Laughed, "Xinghuacun wine comes from Xinghuacun. I heard that there is a very magical place..."
Lifting his eyes, "I wonder if this king is fortunate enough to take a look?"
Feng Qingbo paused with the action of pouring the wine, slowly lowering the hip flask, raising his long eyes slightly, looking directly at Duan Ting, his eyes dark and hard to distinguish.
"The Nanling King refused?"
"I don't know that King Ting is a wine lover?"