Fu Jiuqu felt a pain in his heart and raised the Penglai wine.

"That abacus of yours has been rusty for a long time. This time, listen to me."

Di Qing touched him and said seriously: "I'm an old man, why should I fear life and death? But you... caused a lot of trouble in Yangzhou, and the officials have an explanation?"

Fu Jiuqu sighed with emotion, "It doesn't matter whether I explain it or not. At worst, if I leave Yangzhou for ten or eight years, my son will have a grandson, and my grandson will have a son. I can bear it. Yangzhou has good feng shui and the emperor is far away. I can't tell you the truth.

, I will kill anyone who dares to talk too much. Not to mention how carefree and happy these days are."

"Hmph! Force a smile."

Di Qing glared at him sideways and raised his neck to drink.

Fu Jiuqu looked at his beard stained with wine in the sun, paused, and said:

"Your goddaughter said that if one day my mentor commits crimes against the imperial court and is demoted from the capital like me, she must also learn from me and become the king of the mountain. Don't be depressed and angry with those old men."

Di Qing put down the wine jar, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, sat upright, looked at the mountains and fields far away, and smiled loudly.

"You can rest assured about this. I can fish anywhere. A day as a monk will hit the clock. After so many years as an official in the court, I have already understood it. If you are not a scholar, there is no need to pretend to be noble. When the waves wash away the sand, you can leave as you should. Official

I don’t dare to disobey my family’s orders.”

"Well said. Come, drink."

"drink!"

Official affairs are not something that a person of Di Qing's temperament can understand. He can fight to the death with his enemies on the battlefield, but he cannot escape from the literati's verbal attacks.

He understands some things but refuses to do them.

I don’t pretend to be noble, but I am nobler than anyone else.

The weather is cold in spring and the mountain breeze is cool.

Two chickens and two jars of wine.

The master and apprentice talked so arrogantly that they ate very happily. By the time Fu Jiuqu was helped down the mountain by Wei Mao, Di Qing was already drunk, his cheeks were flushed, and his tall body stood under the flying stone and looked at him.

Fu Jiuqu smiled and waved.

A generation veteran with a dashing and heroic demeanor.

Fu Jiuqu turned around and saw the tattooed ink characters on his face. He pushed away the spear and bowed in salute.

"After I leave, my mentor must take care of himself."

Di Qing smiled heartily.

"What are you worried about? Even if everyone in the world despises me, so what? I, Di Qing, am an upright person, so why should I fear suspicion?"

"Teacher——"

"I have my own sense of proportion."

Di Qing looked at him, smiled and waved.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, I'm going to spoil my grandson, so don't be an eyesore..."

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By the time Xinyi received the news that Fu Jiuqu would return to Yangzhou, it was already the end of February in the first year of Jiayou.

At that time, Zhao Guan, who was far away in Bianjing, recovered from his illness and came to Yanhe Hall in person. The prime minister led all the officials to greet him and kneel down to express his congratulations.

The king and his ministers are all happy.

Time is the most ruthless and the most affectionate.

The ugly palace chaos was completely wiped out, and soon no one mentioned it anymore. The rumors related to the "Queen's rebellion" were finally concluded as the official family was ill.

Zhao Guan's family has not sinned against anyone and is extremely kind.

As the chief official of Yangzhou Prefecture, Fu Jiuqu was not allowed to leave his post without permission. He returned to Beijing this time on the pretext of "illness".

Therefore, after he left, all affairs in the government had to be handled by Xin Yi, and some affairs in the yamen were handled thanks to several officials he had promoted earlier.

The foundation Xin Yi laid a while ago has been rewarded.

She made good friends with the wives of those officials, and they reciprocated the favor. Even though she knew that the prince's illness was strange and that there might be hidden secrets, she just turned a blind eye.

Matters that could be handled in the yamen were discussed and decided; matters that could not be handled were brought to the government and decided by the "sick prince".

Xin Yi copied Fu Jiuqu's signature perfectly. She scrawled a name, stamped it, and then Sun Huai delivered it in an orderly manner.

It was also this time that Xin Yi felt how difficult it was for Brother Jiu to be the parent official.

You have to show up for everything big or small, and if you take on that responsibility, you have to do your best.

In early March, the Spring Festival in Yangzhou Prefecture arrived as scheduled.

The magnolia flowers in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the peach, plum, and apricot trees are not letting anyone go. Each branch blooms more beautifully than the last.

If there had not been a "sick person" at home, Xinyi would have held a flower-viewing banquet and invited all the familiar ladies to his home to drink tea and have fun and watch the beautiful spring scenery.

But at the moment, the prince is "still ill", so she has to pretend to be gloomy no matter what. Only when no one is around, can she take the three little ones and the fish to laugh and play in the garden for a while, or sit down for a while.

Standing by the south window, admiring the sun, coaxing the children to enjoy the spring scenery.

"The letter from Master Jiu said that he would arrive on the third day of the Lunar New Year at the latest. Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, right?" Xiang Ling sat by the south window, holding an embroidery shed in his hand, accompanying Xin Yi to enjoy the flowers, and said something.

He spoke without any hesitation.

"I wonder if I can go to Yangzhou today? I ordered the cooks early today and asked them to go to the market and buy a lot of fresh vegetables, ready to help Master Jiu."

"Is it for Master Jiu? Is it for your brother Cheng?"

Xin Yi was lazily leaning on the Arhat couch, with a book covering his face, and slowly patting the sleeping Xianyu beside him with one hand, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Xiang Ling blushed, "What's the matter? Sister, don't slander others, I have been working hard to plan for my sister and the prince."

Xin Yi hummed and laughed, his voice vague.

"Then I will also make plans for you. If Cheng Cang comes back today, you can go with him to the cabin you love and go to your world of two."

"Sister..." Xiang Ling was so embarrassed that she could hardly lift her head.

Her wedding to Cheng Cang is scheduled for this summer, and Cheng Cang's family will come over in advance.

For this reason, Cheng Cang bought a house in Yangzhou and started to renovate it in the first month of the year. These days, Xiang Ling would go over to check, tidy up, and take care of things when she had nothing to do. She looked like a hostess, with happiness overflowing on her face.

, which made Xingyuan Taoyu and others envious, and they all felt that Xiang Ling was a blessed woman.

Cheng Cang, apart from anything else, was very heroic and straightforward in these matters, which is rare among men.

Before Xiang Ling came to the house, Cheng Cang gave her all the personal money he had saved over the years and asked her to use it to decorate the house. She could decorate it according to her preferences, and she could buy whatever furniture she wanted.

of joy.

For Xiang Ling, this is a good life that he could not even imagine before.

And these benefits are all because of Xinyi.

Xiang Ling was even more devoted to Xin Yi and Xian Yu, and was afraid of being neglectful in the slightest. She repeatedly said that if Xin Yi needed it, she should sacrifice her life for her sister.

"Sister, please stop teasing me..."

"Okay, no joke, I'm just going to wait for the day when your brother Cheng welcomes you through the door with gongs and drums, drink your wedding wine, and make fun of your bridal chamber..."

The sun was falling warmly on her body, and the fragrance of ink spread through the pages of the book. As Xin Yi spoke, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she gradually became unable to open them.

She could no longer hear what Xiang Ling said, and she fell asleep in the sunshine.

The weather is really comfortable.

Warm wind, soft sunshine...

Half asleep and half awake, she turned around and felt that there was nothing beside her. She suddenly woke up and subconsciously opened her eyes to see Xianyu.

Where is the son?

Xin Yi broke into a cold sweat and stood up from the Arhat couch.

"Did I wake you up?" The man sat next to her, looking at her blank eyes, confused and innocent, slightly curling his lips, looking at her and smiling.

"Xianyu asked the nanny to take him out."

The man's voice was as gentle as the wind, as if it was filled with longing for a long time, and every word was filled with full and implicit emotions. Xinyi was stunned for a moment, and his nerves that had been dulled by sleep suddenly came alive. He yelled in surprise and faced him.

Pounced over.

Hold tight.

"Brother Ninth! You are finally back!"

Fu Jiuqu held her tightly in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said warmly: "I've just arrived a while ago, and it's dusty. Let me go and wash up before I come back."

"No." Xin Yi hugged him and refused to let him go.

Fu Jiuqu's heart moved. He leaned over and kissed her red lips. They separated for a long time, and then couldn't bear the frenzied heartbeat. He hugged her into his arms. The two looked at each other eye to eye, and no one said anything.

No matter what, I don’t want to miss every expression of the other person.

The sun slants by the window, like shy eyes.

The girls and guards were heard laughing loudly outside, both celebrating and joking. Xin Yi's heart beat happily in her chest. Inexplicably, she felt that this situation was very similar to her wedding night, when she and Brother Jiu were in the midst of everyone's congratulations.

Have each other.
Chapter completed!