When Xiao Wanjun returned to the courtyard, she saw that the two children were still lying on the edge of the pond catching frogs, and she was also happy. Seeing the cute appearance of the frogs holding a net and putting it on a bamboo pole, I couldn't help but smile with relief. It seems that the two little ones haven't been so cheerful in a long time.

Of course, she would never have guessed that Yu Wenming and Yuwen Yuqing were so happy because they had just defeated their most hated enemy, Yu Wenjie, and even Yu Wenjie's mother, Cui, had returned from the feather.

Walking in the mansion this time, Xiao Wanjun also felt the change in the attitude of the people in the mansion towards her.

Whether it is a family member or a maid, when they meet, they are all called "Mrs. Xiao" or "Young Grandma Xiao", compared with the previous disdain, it is completely like two people.

She was originally going to ask Steward Song to go out to buy vegetables with the door number. But as soon as the steward heard that she was going to cook, he immediately led her to the kitchen respectfully, and brought her a large bowl of white rice, as well as four dishes and one soup, and five plates of sweet and delicious delicacies directly from the chef. This was something she could not have imagined before.

"Two little guys, are you tired of playing? You should be hungry, right? Xiao Wanjun walked into the courtyard with a basket of meals, and said with a smile: "Go and sit down at the table, whoever is the first to sit down will serve him an extra bowl of rice!" ”

"Huh? So many fragrant meals? ”

Seeing this, Yu Wenming and Yuwen Yuqing jumped up from the ground at the same time, and then rushed to the table, and the two of them ran to the table in three steps and two steps, and sat down almost at the same time.

"Hee-hee! Brother Ming, I'll sit down first! I should have won! Yuwen Yuqing smiled and said.

She was about half a position ahead of Yu Wenming, and she danced happily.

"Humph! If it weren't for the previous physical exertion, how could I not be able to outrun you? Yu Wenming pouted. Although it didn't take much strength to punch Yu Wenjie, he racked his brains to deal with Yuan's after that, but it made him haggard.

However, as soon as he said it, he regretted it, what seat did he fight for with a little girl? Do you really think you're an eight-year-old?

When Xiao Wanjun heard Yu Wenming's words, she was surprised: "Too much physical exertion? Ming'er, did you get into a fight with someone? ”

"Hmm...... Oh, not at all. I'm talking about catching frogs, which is too much physical exertion...... The frogs in this pond are really not easy to catch, jumping around......" Yu Wenming rolled his eyes, quickly lied, and then winked at Yuwen Yuqing.

Yuwen Yuqing and him also had a good understanding, and nodded busily: "Yes!" We just met a fat and big frog, which was punched away by Brother Ming, and then it disappeared, causing us to find ...... for a while."

Yu Wenming heard her compare Yu Wenjie to a fat frog, and couldn't help but smile at her.

Xiao Wanjun saw that the two children had no scars on their bodies, but she didn't suspect it, so she said lightly: "Then you two go and wash your hands!" My mother told you a long time ago that you have to wash your hands before you can eat on the table! ”

"Great!" Yu Wenming and Yuwen Yuqing responded, quickly jumped up from the chair, and then ran to the kitchen, washed the two pairs of little hands clean, and then sat back at the table.

At this time, Xiao Wanjun had already served them a meal and put chopsticks on the table. He smiled and said, "You must be hungry!" Today, let's move to a new house, it's a tooth sacrifice, four dishes and one soup, and there is your favorite braised pork! ”

"Ahh Are you sure? When the two children heard this, they were overjoyed. Quickly took away the plate on the bowl, and then began to gobble it up.

Looking at the gentle and kind smile of the mother opposite, smelling the faint fragrance from the girl next to him, the troubles in Yu Wenming's heart were suddenly swept away, there is a mother who feels sorry for himself in this life, there is a childhood sweetheart's sister, the father and grandfather are there, what else is there to worry about? Isn't it time for me to be a child? Let's talk about the future in the future, maybe with my arrival, history will also change?

And just when Yu Wenming recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, in the collapsed mansion of Li Yuan's family, who had entered Beijing, a girl in a pink dress was listening to the report of two black-clothed guards. This woman is none other than Li Xiuning, who is very interested in Yu Wenming.

"Li Si, have you got the results of your investigation?" Li Xiuning sat on the chair, picked up an invitation, and looked at it.

This invitation was just sent by a eunuch in the palace. It reads: Sister Xiuning. The cover is very beautifully made, especially with the royal mark on the face, which seems to be used by people in the royal family.

"Miss Yu, my subordinates have heard clearly, the little guy who made the poem yesterday is a subordinate in the Duke of Xu's mansion, and I heard the porter say that this little guy is twelve years old and is called Yu Wenming." A guard with a scar on his face reported.

"Huh? Is there such a character in Yuwen Valve? But how could this man be so tattered? Was it intentional? Li Xiuning frowned and said in surprise.

In her opinion, such talents, no matter which nobles they are, must be regarded as treasures, carefully cultivated, how could they make him wear tattered clothes, and even buy a second-hand brush has to be carefully calculated.

"Miss Hui, my subordinates were also a little curious at the time, so today I spent five copper coins to bribe the Song steward of the Yuwen family who came out to buy goods, and I learned about a secret thing!" Then Li Si bowed and saluted.

"Oh? What is hidden? When Li Xiuning heard this, he immediately became interested.

"Yu Wenming was originally the illegitimate son of Yu Wenhua, and Yu Wenhua has always kept this matter a secret. However, in the end, it was exposed, and Yang Xuan of Yushitai participated in a book. Now Yu Wenhua should be busy remedying and recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors. Li Si smiled and recounted the news he had heard from the Song steward of Yuwen Mansion. This matter is no longer a secret, and almost everyone in Yuwen Mansion knows about such a big thing as Yu Wenming's recognition of his ancestors and his return to his ancestors.

"I see!" After Li Xiuning heard this, he also had a pair of beautiful eyes, but he didn't comment much, after all, Li Valve and Yuwen Valve also belonged to the Guanlong nobles. Of course, Li Valve's power is still not as big as Yuwen Valve. And her father Li Yuan still belongs to the side branch in the Li valve.

She opened the invitation card in her hand at this time, but saw that it was Princess Luo Qi who invited her to participate in the Lantern Festival banquet.

The invitation letter also states that each invitee can bring a friend with them, which is counted as a group. At that time, there will also be some poetry essay activities, and the best group of people will also be rewarded with a sweaty BMW.

"Hehe, it's the Poetry Club again, and my cousin likes to do these activities. But the sweaty BMW is what I want the most. It seems that this poetry club has to go! Li Xiuning closed the invitation and smiled slightly.

Her father, Li Yuan, and the current saint Yang Guang, and their mothers are both sisters of Dugu Luo, the head of the Dugu family, a large family in the Guanlong Gate, so the two families have a close relationship. And Li Xiuning and Yang Guang's daughter Princess Luo Qi is a cousin, and she is a cousin and best friend.

"Originally, Chai Shao was the most suitable person to walk with me. He is known as the first genius in Hedong, but judging from yesterday's situation, Chai Shao's poetry level is far inferior to this Yu Wenming of the Yuwen family. And I heard Sister Luo Qi say that this poetry competition is not only as simple as making better than anyone's poems, but also related to ......" Li Xiuning's pretty eyes flickered, and she already had a plan in her heart.