Chapter 1214 - The King of Nanling (3)

Feng Qingbai left and returned to Beijing with Liu Yusheng at noon that day.

As for Croton, it was given to Qin Xiao. The red beans were detained by the empress dowager.

Neither of the two babies could be taken away.

When the carriage left, there were three people throwing rotten vegetable leaves behind.

Full of resentment.

On the fifth day after the two left, Feng Mohan's letter to apply for microservices to go to Xinghua Village did not arrive at Liu's compound, but was perfectly missed.

Arriving in the capital, the time has just entered August.

Feng Qingbai didn't enter the palace directly, but sent a letter to Liu's mansion, asking Liu Zhixia to come to the palace for a talk.

When Liu Zhixia came, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, it was already evening, and Feng Mohan also came with her.

As soon as he walked into the hall and saw that there were no outsiders around, Feng Mohan immediately bluffed, "Uncle Huang, did you not receive my letter? You must not have received it, right?"

"What letter?"

"I knew you definitely didn't receive it!" Feng Mohan was heartbroken, he should have sent the message a few days earlier.

In this way, the emperor's uncle's reply letter may fall into his hands after the emperor's uncle arrives in the capital, then he can sneak out of the city before the emperor's uncle returns to the court, and when the emperor's uncle arrives in the capital, he will be heading to Xinghua Village We are halfway on the road, even if the uncle is angry, can he still chase him back?

unwise! What a mistake!

"Don't think about it, the Emperor of Xiliang will arrive in the capital in a few days, you must be present."

"...What will happen if you're not there?"

"Let you take off a layer of skin."

Feng Mohan shivered, and the pain disappeared instantly.

Fortunately, he didn't have the audacity to sneak out of the capital on his own, otherwise someday next year would be his death day.

Knowing that they were going to talk about something serious, Liu Yusheng didn't interject to express his opinion, nor did he leave.

She wants to hear what they plan to do.

"After Mocheng was besieged by the army, Ba Nian handed out more than ten peace appeal letters one after another. Nanling has never responded, and the army outside Mocheng has never withdrawn. Ba Nian must be anxious. He has nothing to do. Come to Nanling personally to have an interview with us, when the time comes..."

Feng Qingbai briefly analyzed the antecedents, and then made a plan for the other party's visit to Nanling.

Liu Yusheng watched and listened with his chin resting on his side.

When the man encounters any matter, his tone of speech is as usual, calm and unhurried, neither hasty nor impatient, giving people a calm and profound sense of planning and unpredictable.

Very charming.

Such a man, with a lot of power in his hands, a wit that is close to a monster, and a handsome appearance, if not for his cold temperament, he must be the object of many women's pursuit.

If there was no fate between her and him when they were young, what would happen to them?

Liu Yusheng didn't know.

If it wasn't for that fate, she thought, maybe they would never meet each other in this life.

Even if they meet, there will be no intersection between the two.

He is the aloof King of Nanling, but she is just a little peasant girl from the countryside, and she can't fight with eight poles.

I'm afraid he won't even look at her.

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she was very lucky to meet him at that age.

The man in the discussion seemed to sense her gaze, and turned to look at her.

Those long and narrow eyes were deep and cold, and only when they looked at her would they shine with a different light, anytime and anywhere.

"We'll talk about this today, and we'll talk about the rest in detail after entering the palace." When she was on a errand, the man suddenly ended the conversation.

Liu Zhixia, the eldest brother of the Liu family who was hastily summoned, looked at his younger sister's bewildered expression, then at the solemn Feng Qingbai, got up gracefully, and left.

Before leaving, leave a sentence, "The color makes the mind faint."

A certain faint king, "each other each other."

The young emperor with a dull emotional intelligence was at a loss, "Hey, Uncle Zhixia, why did you leave? If you don't talk about business, you can stay and have a cup of tea with my uncle and aunt before leaving! They just came back, and you two I haven't seen you for more than a month, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Aunt Fu is not waiting for you to come home for dinner!"

"Feng Mohan."

"Uncle!"

"Go out by yourself and return to the palace."

"..." Feng Mohan left with resentment.

He didn't want to leave, he hadn't seen his uncle and aunt for more than two months, and he wanted to ask their grandma how she was doing in Xinghua Village. As a result, Uncle Huang didn't even give him a chance to speak!

He really fell out of favor.

In the blink of an eye, the people in the living room were gone.

"My lord, grandma asked me to bring the dried vegetables, but I haven't had time to give them to my elder brother." The woman covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably.

"Dried vegetables are easy to store, and you can give them tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"After driving everyone away, what do you want to do now? It's not dark yet."

The man smiled and hugged her horizontally, "Madam has been making invitations to me. As a husband, how can you not satisfy your wife's demands?"

"Back it up!"

"While no one is bothering you."

It's rare that Erdou'er is so convenient.

The prince carried the princess in his arms and went straight to Yuqing Garden from the living room. The servants with long eyes retreated one after another, so as not to disturb the prince and concubine's interest.

This kind of thing is already commonplace for servants of the palace.

When Liu Zhixia returned to Liu's Mansion, it was already night, and the baby's crisp and childish words came from the flower hall, accompanied by the woman's soft smile, and before he saw anyone, the corners of his eyes were tainted with a smile.

Go straight to the Flower Hall.

As soon as she appeared at the door, the woman who was lowering her head and talking to her baby raised her head, "Are you back?"

"Daddy!" Maodou rushed over and hugged the man's calf, "Daddy, you are late! The food is overheated, and mother said to wait for Daddy!"

Picking Maodou up, nodding his little nose, "Mother wants to wait for Daddy, what about you, are you hungry after waiting so long?"

"I'm not hungry. I've eaten. Mother is waiting for Daddy!" At the age of four and a half, Maodou's speech has improved rapidly, especially when she was with Croton and Red Dou during the New Year's Eve. Maybe it was influenced by Croton's hard work in learning to speak, and Maodou was not reconciled Showing weakness, he insisted on improving his level.

"If Daddy doesn't come back next time, if you're hungry, ask Mother to eat with you first, without waiting for Daddy."

"We have to wait, my mother won't eat well if my father is not here."

After Fu Yuzheng set the table and chopsticks, she listened to her son's confession on her behalf, and her cheeks were slightly drunk, "What do children know, just talk nonsense."

"No nonsense, I saw it!"

"Then you will help daddy take care of mother in the future, and you can't let mother go hungry, how about it, can you do it?"

"It can be done!"

Gently sitting next to the father and son, listening to the conversation between the big man and the little man, Fu Yuzheng's face was full of smiles, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of happiness and satisfaction.

"Just as you left earlier, Mr. Yuan also sent someone to invite you to come over for dinner."

"If you don't tell me if you have something important, and if someone comes to invite you to dinner, you can refuse for me."

Fu Yuzheng smiled and said, "I usually decline ordinary dinners, and you don't like to socialize at all, but Mr. Yuan is a veteran of the three dynasties, and he is respected as a man and an official. He is different from other officials, so the word over there, I I will ask you first."

There is still a chapter that is half written. I don’t know if it can be completed. I will post it first, otherwise it will be twelve o’clock in a while.