"Sister Jiaojiao, sister?" Suddenly, the sleeves of his side were pulled hard, and then Yang Linghao's crisp call.

"Huh?" Situ Jiaoqiao's face was slightly hot, and she hurriedly retracted her gaze to Yang Linghao beside her.

"Sister, do you want to know why Haohao doesn't want his brother to come back?" Yang Linghao leaned on Situ Jiao's ear and asked softly.

"Do you want to keep it a secret?" Situ Jiao looked at Yang Linghao amusedly, and felt that this little little whispered in a low voice was very cute.

"Shh Yang Linghao looked left and right, and saw that no one paid special attention to them, so he put his little finger to his mouth and made a silent motion, and then continued to lie on Situ Jiao's ear and muttered quietly.

It turned out that Yang Linghao had already begun to enlighten at a young age, and he was also enlightened by civil and military forces.

Yang Lingxiao has very strict requirements for Yang Linghao, even if he is busy, he will personally supervise and inspect every day, which is stricter than his father, Yang Yaohui, the founding father.

However, Yang Linghao, who was only six years old, was not very good in physique, and was stared at by Yang Lingxiao and stared at the endorsement of Xi Zi, so he naturally had some resistance.

"I see! But my sister also likes children who are willing to work hard, what can I do? Children who refuse to practice martial arts and calligraphy, my sister doesn't like it either! Situ Jiao first looked suddenly enlightened, and then shook her head very regretfully.

Yang Linghao likes to stick to Situ Jiao the most, and after listening to Situ Jiao's question and answer at this moment, he couldn't help but stiffen his face, his expression was slightly aggrieved, and his eyes were slightly red.

Situ Jiao's heart softened, and she hugged Yang Linghao over and put it on her lap and said with a smile: "Our Haohao must be a good boy, and he will definitely practice martial arts and calligraphy, right?" ”

"Well, Hao Hao is a good boy!" At this time, Yang Linghao only thought that he couldn't let Situ Jiao dislike himself, and completely forgot the pain of practicing martial arts, and nodded vigorously to reassure.

Seeing the smile on Yang Linghao's face again, Situ Jiao couldn't help but wipe the sweat that didn't exist at all, and muttered in her heart: "It's really not so easy to coax him to practice martial arts and practice calligraphy than to play crazy with him!" ”

"Sister Jiaojiao, I miss my big brother too!" Yang Lingxuan suddenly stepped forward and looked up at the smiling Situ Jiaodao.

"Then Brother Xuan, can you tell Sister Sù, why do you miss your big brother?" Situ Jiao couldn't help but ask curiously.

She wanted to hear what the young master of the second room of the Jianguo Mansion thought of Yang Lingxiao, and learn more about Yang Lingxiao's words and deeds on weekdays.

"Big brother is good! As long as I have time, I will assign my third brother and me to practice calligraphy, and I will tell many interesting stories. By the way, the big brother's hands are skillful. It's a life-threatening grass on the side of the road, and it can also make fun little animals, and it can carve a lot of cute things with a knife...... "Yang Lingxuan is two years older than Yang Linghao, and when it comes to Yang Lingxiao, it is even more straightforward, obviously Yang Lingxiao has become the object of his worship in a short time.

Imagine the scene of Yang Lingxiao practicing and playing with two little children, Situ Jiao couldn't help but wonder.

Such a strict and lonely person, it turns out that when he is idle, he will also play with children, maybe he will still be a good father in the future!

Hey, hey, where do you want to go, Situ Jiao?!

With a hot face, Situ Jiao shook her head and hurriedly dragged back her thoughts of running away, but fortunately no one noticed her abnormality.

Although there is no strong guard from Yang Lingxiao, whether it is the Anning Marquis Mansion, the Jianguo Mansion or the General's Mansion, there is no shortage of guards, so Situ Yang protected Zhou Yaqi, Han Pengfei escorted Han Xiuya or went to guess the lantern riddle and went to the lamp street, and finally went to put the lantern.

However, in order to appease Yang Linghao, who was about to move, Situ Jiao did not go to the Lantern Street.

Seeing that Situ Jiao didn't go, Situ Jin also stayed obediently, sat by the window with the old lady, and whispered softly.

There were also Han Pengcheng and Sun Qian who didn't go downstairs to shop, their situation was quite special, because Sun Qian had just been diagnosed with Ximai not long ago, and she would not go to this excitement.

Thousands of miles away, the military camp in the northern border is not as lively as Kyoto, but it is still filled with the joy of the festival.

Today, Situ Kong feasted more than 1,000 generals and all the strategists around him in front of the marshal's tent, and as for the other officers and soldiers in the camp, they naturally also enjoyed the festival's wine and barbecue, and even the soldiers on duty also left them enough wine and barbecue, just waiting for them to celebrate the festival after they were on duty.

Situ Kong's arrangement is inseparable from Yang Lingxiao's reminder.

The festival of the military camp in Beibianguan, except in wartime, has almost become a custom, but this custom has been slowly formed since Yang Lingxiao crossed over.

Yang Lingxiao drank some wine with him, then left the banquet place in front of the marshal's tent, and first took the guards to various checkpoints to check the situation on duty, and saw that all the soldiers on duty were full of energy guarding their respective posts, and then returned to their own tents with satisfaction.

A few days ago, I just received a letter from Situ Jiao from Kyoto, which made Yang Lingxiao suddenly have a strong sense of crisis about the time of the saint's death.

If the saint really does what Situ Jiao said, he will die in March next year, but only half a year away.

The saint died, and even if the crown prince ascended the throne, there would inevitably be some turmoil in the country.

When there is domestic turmoil and instability, it is also the time when the border is most likely to have a crisis.

The barren but warlike Beichen Kingdom has always been eyeing the wealthy Nanling Kingdom, although the Nanling Kingdom defeated their capital in one fell swoop last year, so they had to bow down to the Nanling Kingdom.

However, there are still many hard-line militants in Beichen, such as Yelu Haonan, the second prince of Beichen, who is the representative of the main battle faction.

This Yelu Haonan is the son of the favorite concubine of the lord of Beichen Yelu Ting, and he feels the favor of the lord of the country, although the maiden tribe of his mother is not the largest tribe in Beichen Kingdom, but it is the strongest tribe in Beichen Kingdom, and it is also the reliance of Yelu Haonan.

If the saint really dies by then, those belligerents of the Beichen Kingdom will definitely take the opportunity to challenge the Nanling Kingdom.

In just half a year before this, Yang Lingxiao not only had to cooperate with Situ Kong and the garrison of the northern border city to build a good mutual market between Nanling Kingdom and Beichen Kingdom, but also to speed up the pace of border defense.

After receiving Situ Jiao's letter, Yang Lingxiao once again took the guards and scouts to re-conduct a detailed combing of the defense of the northern border pass, which lasted for ten days, and did not rush back to the camp until this evening.

When I returned to the camp, I thought that I would not receive Situ Jiaoxin's letter, but I didn't expect that not only did I receive the letter, but also a pair of leather boots that came with the letter, which made Yang Lingxiao feel very fluctuating all night.

Looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, Yang Lingxiao pressed his rippling heart, and the song called "It's all the moon that caused the trouble" flashed in his mind in his previous life, and in the end, only the lyrics of "I just want to go to Baitou with you" and "My heart is like steel and become a soft finger" flashed in his mind alternately, which happened to be a true portrayal of his heart at this moment. (To be continued.) )