The first day of May in the fifth year of Jingtai.
More than a dozen horse-drawn carriages set out from Yan Mansion and joined a dozen horse-drawn carriages from Su Mansion and headed for Chuzhou.
In the palace, Empress Dowager Su was holding the eldest princess born to the queen and talking to Madam Qian. On the side was the dignified and virtuous queen. She knew that the queen dowager liked the eldest princess, so she would bring the eldest princess to pay respects to the queen dowager every day, rain or shine.
Everyone knows that today is the day that the Yan family and the Su family go to Chuzhou, but the Queen Mother didn't mention it and the Queen didn't ask.
The Su and Yan families left the imperial court and went to Chuzhou like idle clouds and wild cranes. There, the scenery is picturesque and the weather is pleasant all year round, making it the most suitable place to live.
"Madame Qian, do you think the Su and Yan families will hate me?"
Queen Mother Su stood at the window, watching the Queen leading the maid holding the eldest princess away, and couldn't help but ask softly.
"Empress Dowager, Miss Nine asked me to leave you a message." As she spoke, Madam Qian pointed to the camellia by the windowsill and said, "Miss Nine said that people are not beautiful for a thousand days and flowers are not red for a hundred days. This is the best choice for the Su and Yan families."
Queen Mother Su chuckled and said, "There is no such thing as the best choice. It's just that when the last resort comes, we should try to choose the most comfortable one."
"Empress Dowager." Madam Qian shook her head in disapproval: "It's not as mysterious as you say. I think Sixth Master and Ninth Miss are very happy."
Queen Mother Su was also puzzled. This was power without substance. Xiaoliu and Muchen didn't care, so why didn't General Yan and Yan Gui mind? How much effort did the Yan family put in for Yanzhou? Those men of the Yan family who died, hundreds of years of hard work, were just given up like that
She still didn't believe it, so she decided to wait until the young master grew up.
The Yan family has been loyal for generations. How can we let them be buried in Chuzhou forever
When the young prince grows up, let them come back, the Queen Mother thought while looking out the window. The Yan family is back, the Su family is back, and they still have their houses and positions in the capital, which is the most important thing.
"Boy, come here, let grandpa hug you."
When the carriage reached an open area, General Yan got off and immediately went to look for Young Master Yan.
The child, who is more than three months old, has begun to recognize people. He likes the old general very much. Every time the old general hugs him, he will open his little hands to grab the old general's beard.
The old general teased his grandson and listened to him babbling to him. He felt that nothing in the world could bring him the happiness he was experiencing at that moment.
"Dad." Wei Yang sat next to the old general and watched Yan Gui and the guards busying themselves: "Is the Yan family really not going to Yanzhou anymore?"
"No." The old general raised his eldest grandson and said, "My Yan family has already achieved a peaceful and prosperous era. My grandson should just be a peaceful child."
Wei Yang pursed her lips and said, "Whatever he wants, he should go and fight for it himself. We won't make decisions for him."
"Right." The old general tapped the young prince's nose, causing him to chuckle. "Children of our Yan family, you can make your own decisions about your own lives. If you want to farm, then farm. If you want to be a general, then be a general. If you like to study, then go and take the imperial examination for grandfather and become the top scholar. That would be great."
Wei Yang was amused by the old general's words: "How can it be that easy?"
The old general retorted, "Of course it's easy. If he wants to farm, how can our family not have land? If he wants to be a general, his grandfather and father are generals. If he wants to study, don't we have his uncle and cousin?"
Yan Gui rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms. He and the guards carried wood, built a stove, and went hunting and cooking.
Yan Guiyi turned around and saw his old father holding his son and his wife sitting next to him.
This is the life he wants, stable and peaceful.