Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Almost, but the yard I want to build is different from the palace's yard. It takes at least half an hour to go from the front yard to the back yard of the palace, and I have to ride a carriage in my own yard, which is too big. The villa I built is two floors. Yes, all the rooms add up to less than ten, one for the living room upstairs and one for the downstairs, and only one for the kitchen, and then there is an attached house, barn, etc., the floor area of ​​the house will not be very large, even we Standing in each other's homes can talk through the fence, so that everyone is not time-consuming to move around, and it is enough to live."

The house is too big, but it's not good at all. Take him as an example. It's been almost three months since I lived in the palace. I still don't know what the backyard looks like. I usually take a walk in front of the main courtyard. , For such a big house, you have to support a group of servants who have great intentions to clean and maintain it. They are tired and spend money. I really don’t know what they think, how can they all live so comfortably? "It's a good idea. If you build one for me, I won't have to live in your house when I come to Qingguo, let alone see your man's face every day."

Almost understood, Xue Wuyang said enthusiastically, Ling Jingxuan gave him an angry look: "The house is for living, do you dare to say that you will have time to live here in the future?"

The future queen of the Western Kingdom, even if he wanted to, someone wouldn't allow him to roam around, right?

"Yes, then I'll stay at your house in the future. Your food is delicious, as are snacks."

He said it as if only the food in his family could get into his eyes, Ling Jingxuan didn't even have the strength to complain about him, Sikong Jue couldn't help but snicker, the little bun finally found his bosom friend and rushed into his arms to be happy He said: "Right, right? Our family's food is the best, right? Uncle Xue, if you can just stay and be my master, will you?"

Ever since he knew that Xue Wuyang's martial arts were no worse than his father Wang, he had fallen in love with him, and he always liked to entangle him. , naturally more excited.

"Haha... That's not good. I also have my own business to be busy with. It's okay to accept you as a disciple, but it's not okay to live for a long time."

Xue Wuyang also likes Ling Jingxuan's children, not only because they are smart and sensible, but also because they are all martial arts materials, and they are willing to work hard.

"That's it."

Xiao Baozi couldn't hide his disappointment, and then raised his head to look at him again: "Well, Uncle Xue is our master from today on, and the disciple will pay a visit to the master."

Saying that, Xiao Baozi backed away a little, and was really ready to kowtow to him. If he remembered correctly, this is how Brother Shanzi worshipped his father as his master, but he let Xue Wuyang use it before he got down on his knees. With his feet hooked, the little bun raised his head suspiciously, Xue Wuyang bent his fingers and knocked on his head angrily: "The little guy thought he could get a master cheaply by kowtowing?"

"Is not it?"

The little bun is thick-skinned, and he is not afraid of him being disgusted. He blinks his eyes with all kinds of doubts. Ling Jingxuan, who is next to him, seems to be thinking of something. He can't help but cover his mouth and snicker. It is estimated that only their little buns can figure out such a casual thing. .

"Uh... that's how you taught your son?"

Xue Wuyang was speechless, and turned to look at Ling Jingxuan, who shrugged his shoulders and said more rogue than his son: "What's wrong? It's not enough for others to want me to kneel, you should be happy."

The second son of Prince Tangtang, Prince Wu, who was proclaimed by the emperor, looking at the whole world, few people dare to let him kneel, right? "Come less, it's okay to be a teacher, and the etiquette in all aspects cannot be less."

Even saints have to make them piss off, not to mention that Xue Wuyang has never been a saint. Facing a shameless father and son, he decisively pointed it out to them. No matter what, he is also the Holy Monarch of the Ghost Palace of the Western Kingdom. good or not? There are so many people who want to be his apprentices, but he doesn't necessarily like them, so it's their father and son who dare to abuse him like this.

"Okay, okay, the etiquette is the same, right?"

Laughing enough, Ling Jingxuan finally stopped joking with him. He had seen Xue Wuyang's martial arts. It would be good for the children to learn from him. It was always right to learn more.

"It's almost there."

Xue Wuyang was finally satisfied. He ate breakfast for almost half an hour, but it was not finished yet. Ling Jingxuan had to bring the children into the palace later, so he could not delay any longer. of eating.

Chapter 395 Ling Jingxuan VS Bai Guifei

As soon as the carriage of Prince Cheng’s mansion entered the palace gate, the masters of the various palaces in the harem received news. In the case of the third prince, everyone knew that Yan Shengrui swore in front of the civil and military officials in the court that he would never contaminate the throne. The few princes who still have the ability to seize the throne will naturally not target him stupidly, and even try to figure out how to please him. Now that Princess Cheng, who rarely goes out, enters the palace, the masters of the palaces went to Fuqing Palace early One by one, they are still clinging to each other, just want to wait for Prince Sheng to come, even those concubines who have no children, because they are very curious, how did Ling Jingxuan tie Prince Sheng, and they all thought about him. Ask for a few tricks.

"Prince Sheng, Prince Sheng's heir, Prince Wu, Prince Ling are here!"

Inside the Fuqing Palace, Empress Chu Yunhan sat high on the phoenix chair with a cold expression, and the tenth prince, who was temporarily kept under his knees, sat obediently beside him. At the same time as the eunuch's loud voice sounded, everyone's eyes turned to the outside instantly. Ling Jingxuan, dressed in a snow-white fur cloak, walked in with the child in his arms, and the little buns with the same appearance followed him from left to right, behind him. They were also followed by a few Ling Yun and others who were holding things.

"Jing Xuan has seen the Queen's Wife."

Ignoring everyone's almost scorching gaze, Ling Jingxuan, who was holding the child, stopped in front of the hall, and bowed slightly to Chu Yunhan, who was sitting high on the phoenix chair.

Even if they were killed, they wouldn't want to call him Aunt Huang. The two buns were stubborn and only called Uncle Chu. Anyway, no one dared to say anything wrong? Besides, those people don't all say they are wild children and don't understand the rules, then they don't know the rules to the end, let them talk shit, to a certain extent, the little buns have inherited Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui's well. Temperament, stubborn and arrogant.

"The Empress is a thousand years old, a thousand thousand years old!"

The masters could not kneel, but Ling Yun and the others could not. It was not the first time that Ling Yun and Song Shuiling had entered the palace to kneel respectfully with everyone, but it was the first time for Mrs. Long Zhang and the nanny to be a little stiff, but because of them Kneeling at the back, no one found anything.

"It's all flat, Jing Xuan, you're welcome, come here, give me a seat!"

Chu Yunhan swept away the usual indifference, and chūnxiang and others had prepared chairs early to move them over. In terms of rank, Ling Jingxuan was a super rank, equal to the queen, and should sit at the front, but his wife was the most precious. , the emperor is obviously a head taller than the prince, so his seat should be under the concubines, but Chu Yunhan deliberately put people in the hands of Concubine Ye, just face to face with Concubine Bai, no doubt to tell everyone present, In his mind, Ling Jingxuan's status was higher than all of them, and he warned them not to say things they shouldn't say.

"Thank you, Queen's Wife."

Ling Jingxuan was not a polite host either. He walked over with the child and sat down: "Ling Yun, give this to Aunt Chūn Xiang."

"Yes"

Ling Yun bowed respectfully, and took Song Shuiling and others to bring gifts in large and small bags to Chūn Xiang and others, Ling Jingxuan raised his head and said, "Don't take offense, Huangsao, Jingxuan is from the countryside, and he can't bring out any good things, all these are It's the beef gān of various flavors made by the house itself, and I hope the Queen's Sister-in-law doesn't dislike it."

These words did not sound wrong on the surface, but in fact, Ling Jingxuan was telling him in disguise that those were all food to eat, so don't pass the hands of those you don't trust.

"Look at what Jingxuan said, isn't this palace greedy for you to make something? Chūnxiang, put those things in this palace's bedroom, and eat them together when the seventh prince comes back."

Fuqing Palace may not be peaceful, but his bedroom is foolproof.

"Uncle Chu, where did Brother Yan go?"

As soon as he heard the words "Seventh Prince", Xiao Baozi couldn't hold it any longer. A hint of helplessness flashed in Chu Yunhan's Ling Jingxuan's eyes. The former waved to him, and Xiao Baozi ran up and snuggled into his arms. "Uncle Chu, everyone misses you. In the future, you and Brother Yan will often go to the palace to see us, okay? Let me tell you, Daddy Láng and Da Hei Xiao Hei are amazing. They bring delicious food every day. Come back, and Uncle Xue, he promised to take me as an apprentice, and he will teach me the best martial arts in the future, and also, the little dumpling doesn't sleep anymore, he often opens his eyes to play with us, but he is too heavy Now, we can't hold him anymore, or I'll take him every day..."