"Well, let's go back!" Chunfeng reluctantly withdrew his gaze and followed his daughter into the backyard.
In the days after Baili Mochen left, Chunfeng kept busy all day long in order to make up for the loss in his heart.
In addition to spending her free time with her two children on weekdays, during the rest of her time, she either went out to supervise the progress of mask production in the factories below, or went to the palace to see her eldest son.
On this day, Chunfeng first went to the factory to inspect and accept the 10,000 masks that had just been made, and then went to the palace.
A few days ago, she received news from Baili Mochen, saying that the simple gas masks sent to the front line were very effective.
So she had to discuss this batch with her son carefully to see if it would be sent to northern Xinjiang together with the subsequent military supplies.
"Mother, my father said that you are clever and clever and are my lucky star in Tian'an. It is true."
In the palace, Baili Yunjin praised his mother and concubine.
Catching the spring breeze, he chuckled: "I have lived in the palace for a few days, and I have learned to be smooth-tongued."
Chunfeng couldn't help but frown when he looked at his son who was already in a high position and still looked childish.
"Following those glib old guys every day, can't my son learn some skills?"
Unexpectedly, Baili Yunjin raised his eyebrows and straightened his lips.
"You kid... Most of those ministers are capable people, you have to make good use of them."
Although she didn't know her son's abilities, the mother still couldn't help but remind him.
"Yes, I know. Concubine, didn't you go back to take care of your brother earlier? He has been clinging to you all day long. I'm afraid he's been in trouble a lot since you haven't been here these past few days!"
Baili Yunjinjian Chunfeng was a bit nagging, so he quickly changed the subject.
"Your brother is no longer a three-year-old kid. He is already six or seven years old. Why are you still watching me every day? Maybe he is running wild with your sister right now?"
Sure enough, the best way to divert a mother's attention from her son is to talk about her other son.
Chunfeng's thoughts were instantly diverted and he said with a smile.
"Well, my brothers and sisters are getting older, but Yuan'er is not young either. A girl of her age should be old enough to discuss marriage. It's not good to run around outside all the time.
Furthermore, the war in the north has been chaotic recently. Since some people have ulterior motives and are instigating mobs, our capital may not be safe either. It would be better for my mother and concubine to let them go out less often. "
Upon hearing this, Baili Yunjin sighed with some emotion at first, and then gave a thoughtful instruction at random.
Seeing his son's heart sinking at such a young age, Chunfeng couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.
"My mother knows that, don't worry too much. If you are worried, just ask the Gyeonggi Guard to strengthen the defense."
The spring breeze comforted softly.
The current commander of the Gyeonggi Guard is Chen Qingshu, who I think he can trust.
After years of hard work, Xiang Jinming and Liu Yixuan have become important figures in the court.
Therefore, Chunfeng is still very reassured about the safety of Gyeonggi Province. She is worried about her husband who is far away in the border area.
The sword has no eyes, and Baili Mochen went to a mob area where there were serious casualties, which had to make Chunfeng even more worried.
If he went directly to the battlefield, it would be okay. With Baili Mochen's profound martial arts, he would be able to escape unscathed, which would not be a problem.
But although this mob area is a mob, they are also the people of Tianan. If it is not handled well, it will cause greater public outrage.
How can we not make people worry!
While Chunfeng was still worried about Baili Mochen in the palace, the person from the palace who came to the palace to report the news brought her news that almost made her collapse.