"You're too restrained, this is your home."

Wen Jifu half-leaned on the head of the bed, and said to his daughter with a little dissatisfaction:

"The children are in your care, and they don't look like children at all."

Wen Yue sat on the chair next to her and tilted her head to look at her children.

Xu Daizhuo and Xu Daihuan lined up together, honestly without saying a word, Xu Daixuan looked a little more lively, she was holding a knife to seriously peel an apple.

The child's strength and skill are insufficient, and an apple is peeled for half a day, and even the belt meat is cut off by almost a third.

However, after peeling, Xu Daixuan held the apple to Wen Jifu with both hands, and said sweetly: "Grandpa, eat apples." ”

The granddaughter's voice was still very healing, and Wen Jifu happily took it and nibbled on the severely slimmed apple.

"They're all good boys." He sighed.

"Dad, they're only so honest in front of me." Wen Yue whispered: "Especially these two boys, they are usually very naughty, believe it or not, let them go out now, they can cause a big incident today?" ”

"What can you do?" Wen Jifu said with a smile: "Like their father did last time, burning down the Duting Station?" ”

"But now there are no Tartars to kill them in Dutingyi, and there are only some envoys from the Nanyang Soil Country there now-those who have come to pay tribute."

"They are all princes and grandsons, and with this status, no matter how good they are, they are easy to cause trouble." Wen Yue said: "Let them be honest, it's better than going out to bully men and women." ”

"Will they do that?" Wen Jifu smiled and asked, "Dai Zhuo is already so old, I heard that he was a soldier in your place?" If I hadn't done it now, I wouldn't have done it. ”

"Who knows."

"Young mother, don't control the child too much." Wen Jifu repeated seriously: "Don't be strict with them because of their identity, otherwise when you can't control them, it will be easier for them to do something out of line." ”

"Is that so?" Wen Yue, who was a young lady, asked with a smile.

"Of course that's the case, did I treat you so you when you brothers and sisters were young?" Wen Jifu said: "As long as you don't do too much, what you are willing to do, your father will not interfere, right?" ”

"Well, maybe only your marriage is an exception."

In fact, Wen Jifu regretted that his most beloved youngest daughter married far away from the north.

Especially this marriage is actually a political marriage, and the daughter has not returned to her parents' house for nearly 20 years after she got married-this time I saw my daughter, the beautiful daughter who was twenty-eight years old in my memory, but she was already the mother of three children.

And the eldest of them was 16 years old—the same age as his mother when she married to the North.

Things are not people.

"Dad, I'm doing well in the north."

Wen Yue was keenly aware of her father's guilt:

"Shi Yang's idea is very special, he is indeed not a scribe, but he is not that kind of martial artist, he ...... Well....... ”

Wen Yue thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out how to describe her husband, and finally had to come to a conclusion:

"I'm blessed."

This kind of happiness does not mean that she is now the crown princess and will be the queen mother in the future, but it is very interesting to live with Xu Shiyang.

Men in this era are always more or less machismo, or feudal-minded.

Only Xu Shiyang's mind in this area is relatively weak, although he also accepts concubines, but he actually arranges his wife and concubine to go out to work, and has his own job, how others Wenyue doesn't know, at least she herself is very fulfilling.

The relationship between the husband and wife is very harmonious, the husband respects his wife and has no bad habits (does it count as a liking to kill tartars?). For the women of this era, it seems to be enough.

"Really? Then the father is relieved. ”

Wen Jifu whispered:

"In the blink of an eye, your brothers and sisters have grown up, but the old man still feels the same as yesterday."

"Young lady, my father knows that you will have to go south sooner or later."

Naturally, you are not referring to Wen Yue, Wen Ji and the children.

"Your brother, Wen Zhong, he already plans to be loyal to Da Zhou."

"Father!"

"Listen to me." Wen Jifu said seriously: "If my father doesn't ask you to spare him, it's an insult to him, my father only hopes that you can protect your nephews, they are still young, and the affairs of adults will not affect them." ”

Wen Yue didn't say anything more, she could only keep nodding her head.

In fact, she was not sure if her husband would be able to pardon his children if Wen Zhong insisted on resisting, after all, this involved the authority of the Huaxia Empire.

"If only you could have that promise."

Wen Jifu said with satisfaction:

"Now, let the kids go out and have fun. With me a bad old man, it must be boring, right? ”

"Let's all go play, and by the way, help my father call that kid from Wenji."

……

In November 1793, the empire became an important foreign state in the Western Regions.

It's snowing again.

The goose-feathered snow was boiling, and in a short time the whole world turned into a blank color, and as far as the eye could see, it was all white, and no other color could be seen.

In the palace of the Viscount of Outer Voschule, several maids kept adding sun-dried wood to the fireplace, and the roaring fire emitted a warm heat, keeping the terrible cold at bay.

It was here that the King of Qin and all his important generals, as well as the Viscount of Shule and other representatives of the Outer Tibetan States in the Western Regions, gathered around a large round table and chatted while eating.

They ate fine flour cakes steamed from the finest flour out of ten, large pieces of roasted lamb sprinkled with cumin and salt, and the most enjoyable roasted knives brought by the Han Chinese.

Everyone was sweating profusely, and it was clear that the meal was quite a good meal for them.

"Ah, in this kind of weather, eating mutton and drinking soju, this is the life of people!"

Viscount Shule finished gnawing a whole leg of mutton with Chi Congde, threw the bone at the attendant who followed him, and said with satisfaction:

"In the past, when the king didn't come, our winter was like a knife, and countless livestock and people had to freeze to death every year, but now it's okay, with thick felt cotton clothes, our winter is better!"

His words aroused the unanimous approval of the representatives of other Western Regions countries, but the Han generals did not mean to take over, and this meeting was a little embarrassing for a while.

"Lone gives you felt, cotton clothes, and soju, so that you can pass this winter more easily than before, not without asking for anything in return."

King Xu Daixuan smiled and said:

"At the beginning of spring next year, the snow will melt, and Lone will cross the green ridge and attack Pars. All of you will send troops and food, and besides, from the sandbank to the green ridge, you will ask for the construction of seventy warehouses with garrisons, and you must also step up this matter. ”

"Don't worry, King!" Wei Chi pushed away the chair and stood up, and promised loudly: "Fight the Pars dog, we will not be ambiguous!" All the men in Shule can go into battle, and the women should be lucky! ”