Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"So comfortable."

The slightly sour cold feeling flooded in his mouth, the little dumpling closed his eyes with satisfied admiration, and immediately began to eat spoonfuls. Ling Jingxuan and others couldn't help laughing when they saw this. Song Shuiling helped them pour them separately. She retired after a cup of ice-cold tea. Uncle and their smoothies were still in the kitchen. She had to send them to them quickly.

"The little dumpling looks very satisfied no matter what he eats. Every time it makes people feel that the food in his bowl seems to be the best."

Looking at the little guy who was eating happily, Chu Yunhan said sincerely, when he was in the palace, his appetite was not very good, but as long as the small dumplings came, he would have a big appetite that day, Xiaojiu He also often joked that he would just leave his younger brother in the palace.

"There's nothing that he doesn't think is delicious. You don't know it, right? Our little dumplings vowed to eat as big names."

Speaking of this, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but look at Yan Shengrui and smile again. Every time he thought of the three words "big name", he couldn't help but feel amused. This exclusive term invented by his family's little dumplings is estimated to be with him for the rest of his life.

"Da Ming eats?"

The unknown Chu Yunhan and the three of them were puzzled. Seeing their smiles so brightly, could there be any other allusions? "That's what Tiewazi told me that day??"

Ling Jingxuan didn't cheat with them. He laughed and talked about what happened that day. After Chu Yunhan and the three heard it, they couldn't help laughing all over the place. Is the goal half reached? Isn't it just a nickname now?

"Tie Wazi wants to be a husband? That's a good thing. Teaching and educating people is also very respected by others. The most important thing is that I don't think his temperament is really suitable for being an official."

After laughing, Chu Yunhan resolutely talked about his precious student. When he was a child, Tiewazi had always been stupid and cute. At first, he was a little timid, and when he saw strangers, he was a little timid, and he spoke like a girl. Later, under the training of Lao Jiu and Jing Xuan, he gradually became generous and decent, but compared to Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu, he always lacked a kind of gān energy, and always gave people a feeling of lack of courage, although he was angry It's also very scary when it comes to it.

"Whether it's an official or a teacher, I just hope that they choose what they like to do. Our family is not short of money, power, and officials. Since Tie Wazi wants to be a teacher, I will Respect his decision and will help him persuade Brother Zhao and Brother Han."

Looking at any big family, whether it is a direct son or a concubine, it is absolutely impossible for the elders to let the younger generation choose their own life, but Ling Jingxuan is different, aside from the fact that he is from modern times, he also really loves those children. We, I hope they will be happy all their lives, not only will he not be involved in their life path, he will not care who they spend their whole life with in the future, as long as they choose the other side that is not the type that is superb at first sight, he support and respect their choices.

"Well, yes, it's better for kids to be happy than anything else."

Chu Yunhan nodded in agreement, the biggest regret in his life is probably not giving Xiao Qi a happy childhood, right? Although the current emperor road is also his own choice, but every time he sees him shouldering the future of the entire Qing Dynasty at a young age, he feels uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, no matter whether he and Xiao Liu will adopt a child in the future, he will not Will let any of his children live like Xiao Qi again.

Seemingly aware of the fluctuations in his mood, Zeng Shaoqing stretched out his hand to hug him gently. In fact, Jingxuan had asked Lao Jiu to mention it to him privately about adopting the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family, and he agreed, because he could see that, His family, Yunhan, likes children very much, but now is not the best time to tell Yunhan and the children. When the time comes, those children will become their children, and Yunhan can make up for all the regrets about Xiaoqi. In them, he believed he would be a good father.

Chapter 589 The nephew meets, blood relatives

Cloud Sea City.

Except for the main city of Enan, the other three cities in southern Xinjiang are similar in terms of area and historical prosperity. However, because Shanyang City is currently engaged in agricultural pilot projects, Hanling College has been built. The children have a good learning environment. They also organized soldiers to build every road leading to Hanling Academy. Now the basic villages have access, which greatly facilitates the people, and the people are no longer always excluded as they were at the beginning. Outsiders, the soldiers who built the road passed in front of their houses, and the people would enthusiastically bring tea to them to quench their thirst. Of course, that is a situation that only Shanyang City can see, and Tianhong City and Yunhai City are currently impossible.

According to the agreement, Yuan Shaoqi took advantage of the night to leave Hubei city after disguising last night. He quietly built a dormitory in a factory outside the city for the night, and rushed to Yunhai City early the next morning. The Tuoba family did not explain. How to get in touch with them, after entering the city, Yuan Shaoqi found an inn and walked into it. He didn't ask for a private room, so he just sat in the lobby.

"What do you need for a guest?"

The second shopkeeper warmly greeted him, and when he was bending over to clean the table, a rolled up paper ball was thrown on his lap, Yuan Shaoqi said calmly, "Here's a porridge and steamed buns, and two side dishes for dinner."

"Good rib, wait a minute, guest officer!"

Xiao Er raised his voice and stepped back. Yuan Shaoqi didn't remember to read the contents of the paper ball. After Xiao Er delivered the breakfast, he pretended to hurriedly finished the checkout and left, and then rode his horse to the south of the city, although he didn't know it. How could the people of the Tuoba family be so powerful and able to recognize him after the disguise, but since they took the initiative to contact him, they should be the people of the Tuoba family?

Deep in a small alley in the slum area in the south of the city, a dilapidated but very

In front of the large courtyard, Yuan Shaoqi dismounted from his horse, looked around, left and right, and while knocking on the door, he said in a condensed voice to the air, "Stay outside and let me know immediately if there is any situation."

"Yes!"

There seem to be several replies, but I still haven't seen anyone.

"squeak"

"But Young Master Yuan?"

The old door was opened from the inside, a short man stuck his head out, Yuan Shaoqi nodded and said nothing, the man hurriedly opened the door to let him in: "Yuan Gongzi, please, our master and young master are already waiting. For a long time."

After entering the courtyard, Yuan Shaoqi followed the man around again and again. After a while, he stopped in front of a closed door. The man silently asked him to wait a moment and respectfully knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

The voice from inside was very strong. For some reason, Yuan Shaoqi, who clearly had no feelings for his mother's family, suddenly became a little excited. After all, Tuoba Wang, the head of the Tuoba family, was his uncle, and he might be related by blood. The fetters of the relationship cannot be explained by whether there is any emotion, right? Yuan Shaoqi calmed down a bit before stepping in.

This should be a study. In the middle of the study stood two men who looked alike. The older man had excited eyes, while the younger one was not very calm. Seeing their appearance, Yuan Shaoqi was almost sure about them. Because he looks too much like them, at least five points alike. In the past, his mother always said that he didn't want her, and he was not like his father. Except for the eyes inherited from the old man, he was basically the same as his uncles. He had always been a mother because he missed his family and said that, but he didn't expect it to be true. He really looked like someone from the Tuoba family.

"This is what my mother told me to give you a chance before she died. Also, she said she was sorry for you, and I hope you can forgive her."

Not knowing whether to call the uncle or the head of the Tuoba family directly, Yuan Shaoqi took out the old purse and brought it in front of them after hesitating for a while. He finally had a chance to fulfill her only wish before her death.

"Linger her? That silly girl?"

At a glance, he recognized that the purse was embroidered by his mother for his sister when her mother was still alive. Tuoba Wang picked it up with trembling hands, his voice was obviously choked, and his eyes couldn't help but get wet, he was wrong, he shouldn't Because of the responsibility of the head of the family and the little resentment left in his heart, he learned that his sister did not go to the capital after her death. He should bring her back in person. She would definitely not be able to come back to Southern Border to see if she died.

"Mother?? Her spiritual position entered the ancestral hall of Guogong's mansion as a flat wife. As for her body, I did not accept my grandfather's suggestion to bury her in the Yuan family's cemetery, but bury her to live with us. In that small village, the only thing she was unwilling when she left was not being able to see you for the last time, this is what she gave to me before she died, sorry, but it was only delivered to you now."

Seeing a big man showing such pain, Yuan Shaoqi could no longer treat them as strangers, his voice was somewhat choked, the rumors were true, and his mother didn't lie to him, they really loved her very much, He knew that no matter how difficult it was, he should have come to Southern Border as soon as possible.