Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Yuan Shaoqi was definitely not blindly confident. His trust in Yan Shengrui's husband came from years of contact. The combined power of the two, let alone a southern border, would be somewhat dreadful even if it was a large empire. .

"I hope this is the case. I won't leave you anymore. I hope to see you next time, and you can walk into Tuoba's house with integrity."

Tuobawang obviously didn't quite believe what he said, but Yuan Shaoqi didn't explain it again and again. The facts would explain everything. After saying goodbye to them again, Yuan Shaoqi turned and left with the wooden box in his arms.

"Dad, what's in there?"

After he left, Tuobahai asked suspiciously, why never heard of him?

"A thing that our Tuoba family has passed down from generation to generation and must be guarded."

Without any focus, Tuoba Wang's answer was very vague, Tuoba Hai could be said to have understood or not, and his frowning eyebrows showed his doubts, what was it?

Onan City.

"At this time, Shao Qi should have met the Tuoba Patriarch, right?"

Everything was arranged. After breakfast, Ling Jingxuan took the children to play in the hall. It was rare that Yuan Yuanzhuan also came out. Da Hei and Xiao Hei missed the two buns and asked Ling Jingxuan to send them to them early. Going, needless to say at the beginning, it caused another turmoil, but the people in the southern border saw wild shòu more than the average person. After confirming that they would not attack people casually, whether it was the soldiers in the military camp or the people of Shanyang City , they all liked them very much, and Ling Jingxuan felt even more at ease with them escorting them.

"almost."

Ling Jingxuan, who was helping Xiao Tuanzi tie the messy hair, replied casually, all the spiritual power was placed on Xiao Tuanzi's hair, and Chu Yunhan had prescribed a small golden crown for Xiaoshu Xiaohuai, ready to help Xiaoliuer tie a braid. Now, he hasn't tied up the small dumpling yet, let alone tied it up, it seems to be getting more and more chaotic, Long Zhang, who is next to him, hesitated several times, wishing to take over his work and drink tea. Both Yan Shengrui and Zeng Shaoqing couldn't bear to see it. They shook their heads frequently and looked at Fatty Ji'er in distress. It was really hard for him to make his father mess around for so long.

"Daddy, are you okay?"

The little dumpling sitting cross-legged on the ground once again asked crisply. This question has been repeated several times. Fortunately, he rolled in front of him and let him play with it. It's true that ten years have been the same. Back then, the little buns either tied their hair by themselves, or they directly asked him to tie a braid to the sky. After five years, his craftsmanship has not improved, but even more ? Pit son.

No doubt, if Yan Shengrui didn't help him with his hair every day, he would either cut his own hair with a snap, or he would just tie a headband to the back of his head in the same way.

"It's coming soon, just wait a minute."

Ling Jingxuan seemed to be in a state of tension with his hair. He was in a hurry. He picked up the comb and forgot to grab the hair. Once he grabbed the hair, he didn't know how to hold the comb. Ling Jingxuan was in trouble again, how should he fix his hair and wear the golden crown?

"I'll come, and let you toss again, our little dumplings are going to become bald dumplings."

It was really hard to see it. Chu Yunhan, who had already helped Xiaoliuer to comb the two pigtails, took over the work he was doing without any explanation. With his two hands flexibly flipping, Ling Jingxuan's hair that could not be done well was taken away. He pulled it into a bun and fixed it on the top of his head. He picked up the small golden crown to cover the bun, and inserted the hairpin matching the golden crown into it, and it was done in an instant.

"Forehead"

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan was dumbfounded. He asked himself, he is also very flexible with his hands. Why can't he fix his son's hair because of wool? Looking at Yun Han again, the hair was like it was born on his hands, and it was done in the blink of an eye. Without comparison, there would be no harm. At this moment, Ling Jingxuan only felt that he had suffered hundreds of millions of tons of damage.

"Alright? Thank you Uncle Chu, Daddy."

Finally able to move, Xiao Tuanzi shook his head, rolled over and climbed up and kissed him on the face respectively, Ling Jingxuan said unconvincingly, "Little Tuanzi, will your hair be tied by daddy in the future?"

He couldn't believe it, he couldn't even handle a lock of hair.

"Ah?" But the little dumpling wrinkled his face when he heard the words. After looking at his father in embarrassment, he lowered his head and whispered: "But father is so stupid?? It takes a long time each time??"

Well, the three-year-old child disliked him. Ling Jingxuan almost fainted from crying in the toilet. Yan Shengrui and the others did not dare to laugh openly.

"It's just because I'm stupid that I need to practice. Practice makes perfect. Do you understand? One day Dad will develop a good ability to fasten his hair."

Being disgusted by his son, Ling Jingxuan could only keep trying to slander him. Seeing that Tie Wazi took the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family to hide so far away, he knew that only his small group could allow him to practice his skills.

"Don't, Daddy, you should ask your father to practice, the little dumpling asks Aunt Long to tie my hair."

This time, the little dumpling refused him outright, and after speaking, the descendants went to Tiewazi and the others, took Yang Liu's hand and said to them, "Sister, brother Huai, brother Shu, shall we go and play? ?" He didn't want to keep it here and let Daddy mess with it.

"it is good."

The three brothers and sisters were not stupid either, for fear that Ling Jingxuan would hit them with an idea, the four little buns swaggered out holding hands, Tie Wazi hurriedly said, "I still have an article to write, father, father. Wang, Uncle Chu and Sixth Uncle, I will go to the study first."

After speaking, the soles of Tiewazi's feet disappeared as quickly as they had been smeared with oil.

in sight.

"Ha ha."

Having endured this, Zeng Shaoqing couldn't bear it any longer. Lying on the table, he laughed extremely exaggeratedly. Chu Yunhan, who was standing beside Ling Jingxuan, didn't turn around naturally, not to mention Yan Shengrui. Zeng Shaoqing smiled, and he couldn't hold it any more decisively. Fortunately, Long Zhang's Lingyun was smart, and went out with the little dumplings when they left, otherwise I don't know how hard it would be to endure now.

Ling Jingxuan, who was deeply hurt by his son's disgust, stood up angrily, staring at Zeng Shaoqing, who laughed the most exaggeratedly, with his burning eyes. Damn, is it funny? Isn't it just that you can't tie your hair, what's so amazing?

"Cough?? Please, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, is it you too?? Cough?? Yun Han, I seem to have a cold?"

Zeng Shaoqing only felt horrified. When he said that in the end, he threw himself down on Chu Yunhan, and buried his head in his neck with a smile on his face. In view of someone's terrifying eyes, he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

"The cough is so bad, it should be serious, do you want this concubine to give you a few needles?"

If you don't pierce your lower body and can't take care of yourself, I won't be called Ling Jingxuan!

"Uh?? No, no, it's strange, after holding Yun Han, my wind chill seems to be cured. Look, I don't cough anymore."

When his back was cold, Zeng Shaoqing quickly changed his refusal. In this case, he would let him pierce the needle when his brain was flooded.

"Really? Sixth Master Zeng's resilience is more than a bird's shòu, and it's all over in the blink of an eye."

Ling Jingxuan curled his lips, but he didn't laugh. Zeng Shaoqing, who was ridiculed like a jerk, didn't dare to say anything except slap haha. Who told him to laugh when he was the most embarrassed, but he couldn't help it. Well, the omnipotent Ling Jingxuan can't tie his hair, isn't that funny enough?

Yan Shengrui, who managed to hold back his laughter, raised the teacup sanely, Ling Jingxuan turned his eyes and leaned over softly: "My lord, I will help you tie your hair from tomorrow!"

"Cough cough?"

The water he just drank in his mouth choked into the intake pipe instantly, Yan Shengrui coughed awkwardly, and the tiger's eyes, which were always full of pampering, were dyed with scarlet fear, making him tie his hair? Can he still go out and meet people? Did he just turn into a bald prince after two years?

Chapter 591

It was quite noticeable. Yuan Shaoqi did not return to the back house of the Chief Secretary's Yamen until after dark. The contents in the wooden box that Tuobawang gave him seemed to be very important, and he did not dare to take it lightly. After sleeping with the child, the group went to the study.

"This is given to me by my uncle jiāo. He said that how to decide depends on the emperor. It would be better if Brother Rui could make the decision."

After taking off the burden on his back and taking the wooden box to Yan Shengrui, Yuan Shaoqi said briefly after arranging it according to Tuobawang's wishes.

"Look at us?"

Yan Shengrui took the box suspiciously, opened it in front of everyone, and when he saw what was inside, everyone didn't even feel breathless. When a foot came, it was only a few centimeters wide inside a wooden box. It was actually a huge scroll. For someone born in a royal family like them, they could tell at a glance that it was an imperial edict, and it was a long time ago.