While talking, Sheng Qi hugged Yun Ling and got out of the carriage, because the snow was heavy, he did not agree that Yun Ling walked in by himself. However, when the two people opened the car curtain, they saw a famous person in white waiting outside Louyue Pass.
Qiu Qingfeng removed the cloak that covered his face, and snowflakes fell on his cold face like a frosty moon. Yun Ling squeezed Sheng Qi's palm, looked at the face that was obviously thinner than before, and looked at the cold breath of his body, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.
"Come here." Qiu Qingfeng said, his voice was cold, but there was obviously a warm current caught in it. That is the warm current that will only appear when you see Yunling.
"Go in." Yun Ling's voice was slightly astringent, and she knew that Qiu Qingfeng was also hurt by the battle that year. It seems that his injury is still not healed.
"Please." Qiu Qingfeng's gaze did not stay on Yun Ling, he also looked at Sheng Qi.
Sheng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since I'm in Kyoto and I don't plan to enter the palace, such a swagger is for death?"
"Haha—" Qiu Qingfeng smiled, couldn't help but coughed twice before putting on the cap on the cloak again.
Louyueguan was obviously booked today, and the three of them went to the private room.
"It seems that I have the right time to pinch, and you all arrived as soon as this dish was served." A prosperous voice came from the elegant room. After the door opened, he could be seen sitting on the main seat swaggeringly, and the dishes on the table were steaming. It can be seen that it is really just on.
"Everyone has a bowl of warm soup first." Sheng Fanhua took the initiative, serving each of them a bowl of warm soup.
Sheng Qi helped Yun Ling untie his cloak, then sat down and tried a sip of the hot soup before saying, "It's not too hot. You can drink a bowl first."
"Okay." Yun Ling was also not polite.
Sheng Fanhua kept staring at her abdomen after Yun Ling came in. It is a pity that the dress skirts of the Dasheng women are too fat, especially to cover the waist, so you can't see why the prosperous flourishes.
"Do you think of auntie like that?" Sheng Qi said unhappy.
Sheng Fanhua smiled and scratched his head: "Isn't this curious, I think that a person so small back then is actually pregnant with a smaller guy now."
"Is your body okay?" Qiu Qingfeng asked casually.
"Very good." Yun Ling is really good now.
There was some gossip in Sheng Fuhua. At this time, he asked confirmingly: "I heard that you are a little weird about being pregnant with this child. You like counting silver bills, especially gold and silver ingots, but is it true?"
Yun Ling put down the bowl, glared at Sheng Busanhua irritably and said, "Are you really gossip?"
"It's easy to talk." Sheng Fanhua didn't care, looking at Sheng Qi for answers.
"It used to be, the king taught me a lesson last time, but now I won't." Sheng Qi was particularly proud of this, because since he scolded the fetus in Yun Ling's belly, her pregnancy response was basically all right! Even his original dissatisfaction with this baby is too much toss, but now he turns to like it.
"Lesson?" Sheng Fanhua didn't understand.
Qiu Qingfeng said displeasedly: "Ling'er is not easy to conceive, do you have the heart to teach her?"
"Uncle Emperor, this is what you are wrong! How can this be done? Although my aunt married you, it's not that no one is staring at you. You want to give us a chance!" Rejoice.
"It's not teaching me, it's teaching children." Yun Ling explained.
The atmosphere on the table was quiet, and Sheng Prosperous stared at Yun Ling weirdly: "So small, how can I teach you a lesson?"
"What do you care about so much? I'll know soon after you marry a wife and have children." Sheng Qi saw that the two men were staring at Yun Ling, and were always concerned about his housework, and felt a little disliked. But there is also a kind of pride, because he knows that these two people are jealous and envy.
"That's also true." Sheng Fanhua closed his eyes to prepare dishes for them.
Sheng Qi looked towards Qiu Qingfeng: "I thought you wouldn't be able to survive."
"Cough cough-I can't die for the time being." Qiu Qingfeng kept coughing, after all, it hurt his lungs, plus the bumps on the road.
"It looks like it's almost the same. Daming is in chaos now. In the spring, our army will clean up the robbers. If you need help, I won't mind the King Fan." Sheng Qi meant that after Qiu Qingfeng was seriously injured, Daming ruled the chaos.
"The king of the county doesn't mind!" Sheng Fanhua said immediately.
"As long as the King Fan has the ability, he can naturally come over." Although Qiu Qingfeng was hurt, the spirit of the upper man still uttered this sentence unconsciously.
"Isn't it just a gathering? What do you say about this?" Yun Ling could not help but interrupt when seeing the three men talking about politics.
"Yes, this time I want to inform the meeting that the Qiu's business will reopen in Daming. Linger, if you hold the Qiu's order, is the main shareholder of my Qiu's business." Qiu Qingfeng elaborated on this matter.
In that year, Qiu's firm withdrew from Dasheng, except for Dachangyuan to rescue the market, but the main credit was the Qiu's order in Yunling's hands, which stabilized the other large firms to a large extent.
In fact, this Qiu's order also had an important function, but Qiu Qingfeng wouldn't say it, because he knew Yun Ling would no longer need it.
"Oh? What are you going to do?" Yun Ling would not refuse the money delivered to the door, and she understands the overtones of Qiu Qingfeng, this is the hope that Dasheng and Daming will have business cooperation!
"Since it is my business, it is naturally a royal business in Daming. There are many places that are inconvenient for Dachangyuan. The Qiu family can come forward. What do you two think?" Qiu Qingfeng asked Sheng Fuhua and Sheng Qi.
The two were a little surprised by Qiu Qingfeng's proposal, but both of them knew that there were many benefits to Dasheng, so they were naturally very interested.
"In fact, I wanted to expand the Qiu family in the early years, but I have more than my heart but I don't have enough energy. This is even more so now. If Dachangyuan has the intention, we can do it jointly." Qiu Qingfeng said, naturally, it is not just an ordinary business. …
After the discussion, Qiu Qingfeng's face became paler and paler. During this period, he coughed violently several times, but still insisted on finishing the conversation.
"This will also be the last time I come to Kyoto, and I will let Prime Minister Qiu follow up with matters after this." Qiu Qingfeng endured the severe pain in his lungs, suppressing the bloody smell that was about to flow out, and confessed the last thing.
Yun Ling saw her eyebrows twisted slightly: "Why?"
"Haha—just as compensation for obsession." Qiu Qingfeng smiled indifferently, he stood up and pushed open the window of the room. It was already night, and after the snow, a bright moon hung in the sky, and the moonlight shone on his dusty and white robe, giving birth to a cold and solemn chill.
"The flames of war will still arise." Sheng Huahua said.
Qiu Qingfeng's light voice came out: "I didn't ask for anything, and I don't regret the duel that day."
Yun Ling was a little confused, but slowly he could figure it out. There will be chaos in the north. It is because of the border chaos caused by the civil strife in Daming. Some Ming troops who could not survive in Daming went to Dasheng to discuss their lives and clashed with the local Dasheng soldiers and civilians. It was natural to kill. .