Qin Junxiu sat with him for a while, and cared about Chen's physical condition and daily life very carefully. [No pop-ups. 】

When he was away, he was often worried about Mingyu, whether it was facing his first production or his unfavorable situation in the court, Qin Junxiu felt very guilty when he thought that Mingyu had to bear these alone in Yanjing. But when I came back, I saw that although Mingyu was a little thinner, her spirit was not bad, the villa was all in order, smiling and chubby and so cute, while Chen's already gray hair was even whiter, and I didn't need others to say that I knew that these days, all aspects are thanks to the old man in front of me.

Qin Junxiu has been relatively weak in family affection since he was a child, and seeing that Chen is still wholeheartedly helping his granddaughter at this age, how can he not be grateful in his heart.

After a while, the bow came to report, saying that Mr. Yin was in the study outside to see him, so Chen hurriedly beckoned the bow to push Qin Junxiu out to get busy. "Hurry up and go about your business, I'm an old man in the villa who can't be blown away by the wind and can't be drenched in the rain, although don't worry."

Xue Mingyu secretly laughed, this Mr. Yin is also a wonderful person, before he was filial piety first, he has always been the most idle shopkeeper, before Qin Junxiu went to Dongcang, Mr. Yin left Beijing on the grounds of visiting various counties and counties to open new branches, at that time she didn't care too much, and Qin Junxiu came back with the front foot, and Mr. Yin also came back with the back foot. Hehe, I have to say, what a coincidence.

When the grandson-in-law was there, although Chen watched him being pushed out in a wheelchair, it was not good to ask too much, Qin Junxiu walked on the front foot, Chen gave a look, and Shen Rong's family and Shen's mother smiled and went to the room to play, Chen felt beckoned to Xue Mingyu to his side to speak, "Alas, Ming girl, Jiu Ye went out this time, but it was hard enough." What the hell is ...... of his legs?"

Xue Mingyu opened her mouth to speak, and suddenly thought that when Qin Junxiu and her were talking in bed last night, she had no time to be on duty at night, and half of the words came to her mouth, "How can there be a war on the front line that is not bumped or touched, Dongcang is close to the sea, and the ninth master has been trapped on the island for eight months, and the seaside is wet and cold, which is not the same as the dry and cold in our Yanjing, and the conditions are really bad...... Alas, the emperor's grace is vast, yesterday the emperor summoned the imperial doctor to treat the ninth master, and the prescriptions and conditioning methods were also brought back, but this cold and damp to the bones, I am afraid that it is not easy to get better, and I have to take care of it. ”

She lowered her head, as if she was extremely pity, and held Chen's hand sadly in her heart, but her index finger was hidden and lightly scratched on Chen's palm, "It's okay, rest assured." "Chen is so shrewd, in the blink of an eye, he will understand." Amitabha, Holy Grace! I hope that our ninth master can get better every day. ”

Xue Mingyu also folded his hands and prayed, "In such a situation, the ninth master is also a negative emperor, but fortunately, Dongcang is peaceful now." I just hope that after this winter, it will be warm day by day. Maybe it can get better, but this disease is difficult to get to the root, and I am always afraid that I will accidentally commit it again. ”

If it is said that the happy event of the Tan family on Dahuai Street on the first day was lively, it was not comparable to the court discussion on this day. The emperor announced that the nine princes would return to Beijing, and the Dongcang pirates sued for a peace agreement, and the court discussion was like a giant thunder blowing up the pot. If you don't expect the nine princes to return to the court, everyone knows it, if you return to the court, you will inevitably be convicted and repay, and the merits are afraid that they will be worth seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

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