In the early morning, the sun shows its head a little, the dew in the garden is shining, and in the coolness, it is a bit pleasant and quiet.

In the gazebo in the garden, Mrs. Luo sat cross-legged with her eyes slightly closed, her hands flat on her front knees, her expression was peaceful, her breathing was good, and she looked leisurely.

"How long has my godmother been here?" In the distance of the pavilion, in front of an open-air stone table and stone chair, Zhang Chuchu held his baby son in his arms and asked Di Zhizhi, the new daughter-in-law on the side, in a low voice.

"From the beginning of the morning, I have been sitting until now, my mother-in-law and her old man have been here for three moments," Di Zhizhi pretended to take the cloth and needle and thread in her hand, pretending to embroider the action, and said softly to Zhang Chuchu: "I don't know where my mother-in-law got the method of nourishing qi, it is the same as the evergreen song recipe in my master's sect, but my mother-in-law is already old, and it is a little too late to practice now, and it is difficult to do anything more." ”

"Oh?" Knowing that Di Zhizhi hadn't seen the cultivation level of the old lady's evergreen song technique, Zhang Chuchu turned his head to look at the little girl funny, and asked her softly: "In this case, why didn't Sister Zhizhi raise it to her godmother, lest the godmother be like this, in vain and wasted time?" ”

"Few, better than nothing," a well-behaved little daughter-in-law looked, Di Zhizhi took the needle and lead, glanced up at the old lady in the pavilion again, and said: "Anyway, if my mother-in-law practices this evergreen song, she can't make a big success and make a difference, but for her old man's body and bones, it is also beneficial and harmless. ”

"And, the plan of the day is early in the morning," he said, bowing his head and carefully embroidering a stitch. Frowning slightly, he looked at the needle he had just pricked, shook his head lightly, and Di Zhizhi continued: "It's just that my mother-in-law really can't practice anything, it's good to get up so early every day and breathe more fresh breath in this garden." ”

In the end, Di Zhizhi knows a little bit about some commonly used health preservation principles.

"It's just been a day after the mansion, but Sister Zhizhi has grown up a lot." glanced at Di Zhizhi appreciatively, compared to the ignorant and reckless Miss Di family before, and Di Zhizhi now. The whole person looks a lot more stable and mature, and when he talks and does things, he has a little more scheming.

It's just that this way of embroidery. Can it be learned in a day or two? Raising his hand to hand Bao'er to Xiao Yi, who was waiting behind him, Zhang Chuchu chuckled and reached out to snatch the needle and thread from Di Zhizhi's hand, and said with a smile: "Zhizhi's sister Fangcai's needle." Wrong. ”

Lifting the needle and turning the thread, removing the silk thread from Fang Cai, Zhang Chuchu's hand flew the needle and danced, and said softly in his mouth: "Sister Zhizhi embroiders again." When the line is like this, gentle, gentle, don't go straight, easy to break the soft texture of the whole pattern. No, Sister Zhizhi will try again. ”

Because when he was in Fengjie before, Zhang Chuchu was Di Zhizhi's embroidery gentleman. For some flaws in Di Zhizhi's technique. I know a lot, so when I open my mouth to correct and teach her. It also comes as soon as it is opened, and there is no informality.

"Sister Zhang is right," reaching out to take the needle and thread, Di Zhizhi looked at Zhang Chuchu with some envy and said: "Sister Zhang's little hands are more dexterous, what kind of little sister's craftsmanship can reach the tenth of my sister's skills, Zhizhi will be content." ”

Although she didn't want to admit it, Di Zhizhi had to accept the fact that her ten fingers were okay to hold a sword, but this needle and thread was a bit of a crime, and she didn't have the intention of finishing it if she didn't get out of a dozen small eyes by them every day.

"Hehe, Zhizhi's sister Hui Zhilanxin, it's only a matter of time before she learns this embroidery technique," picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, Zhang Chuchu stretched out his arm and took his baby son back from Xiaoyi's arms, turned his head to look at the pavilion, and said, "Godmother's work is over, let's go over and have a look." {First Reading}"

"Well, Sister Zhang, please first!" Hearing the sound of standing up from the chair, Di Zhizhi politely bent down to ask Zhang Chuchu to go first, and at the same time handed over the embroidery needle and thread in his hand to the maid on the side.

"Sister Zhizhi is wrong," smiling, Zhang Chuchu hugged his son and didn't move, looked up at Di Zhizhi who was a little surprised, and said: "Sister Zhizhi is now Brother Luo's newlywed wife, that is, the new sister-in-law, Yili, Mr. Sister-in-law!" "Huh?" Di Zhizhi's little face turned red all of a sudden, and after glancing at Zhang Chuchu's sister with disgust, he stabilized his mind, took the lead in raising his steps, and walked in front of the pavilion to greet the Luo Qi clan in the pavilion.

"Mother-in-law!" "Godmother!"

In the pavilion, Di Zhizhi and Zhang Chuchu bent down to greet Luo Qi's family successively, and then got up and sat on Mrs. Luo's side casually in response to Mrs. Luo's voice.

"Coming too?" Looking up at Zhang Chuchu, the old lady happily stretched out her arms and said to Xiao Bao'er in Zhang Chuchu's arms: "Come on, come on, let me hug my little grandson, I won't see you this night, it's really panicked." ”

"Godmother's complexion is much better than yesterday," handing Xiao Bao'er out lightly, Zhang Chuchu said softly to Luo Qi's family.

"Yes, mother-in-law," sitting down next to the old lady, Di Zhizhi wrapped her arms around Luo Qi's arms, and said in a coquettish voice: "Mother-in-law's body is getting tougher and harder, and I think it will be good if my mother-in-law's body is weak in a short time." ”

"Hehe, you two little mouths, you two little mouths, will make the old body happy," raised her hand and teased her little grandson, Mrs. Luo glanced at her daughter-in-law and goddaughter with a smile, and said: "However, since I practiced this set of qi cultivation techniques, the bones of the old body have really improved, and I don't say anything about walking with less breathing, even this exhalation and inhalation are also a little harder than before." ”

"Huh?" Speaking of this qi cultivation technique, Mrs. Luo couldn't help but think of her precious son-in-law, if it weren't for her son-in-law to personally guide and teach, her old bones, if she wanted to learn this evergreen song, it would be difficult.

The old lady raised her eyes and glanced at the inside and outside of the pavilion, and asked Zhang Chuchu in a loud voice: "Boil, why don't you see Yifan on the side, didn't he come to the mansion with you today?" ”

"Back to the godmother," bent down slightly, Zhang Chuchu whispered back to the old lady: "Seven days have passed, and my husband rushed to the palace early this morning to teach the three highnesses of Princess Huanzhu to read." ”

"Oh, yes, Yifan and my son are in the palace, and they also have an errand," Luo Qishi nodded suddenly, and his face showed a little worry at the same time: "But yesterday in the Taiji Palace, Yifan's various actions, in the palace, I am afraid there will be some."

"Ah Xiang, His Royal Highness the King of Qi has left Chang'an City?" Thinking in his heart, Luo Qi's mouth opened his mouth and asked Luo Xiang, the housekeeper who was standing in the distance, while placing Xiao Bao'er flat on his lap.

"Back to the old lady," in the distance, Luo Xiang bowed and saluted, "At the end of the Yin period, the convoy of His Royal Highness King Qi has left the palace and left Chang'an. It's been nearly three hours since then. ”

"Well, where did Tong'er go?" Nodding her head, Mrs. Luo asked another question.

"The young master went out of the city to walk his horse, and he hasn't come back yet," Luo Xiang bent back and replied.

"Well, when Tong'er comes back, let him come and see me!" Nodding, Luo Qi waved his hand at Luo Xiang and motioned for him to sit down.

"Godmother, did something happen to your husband?" Seeing that Luo Qi's face was worried when he talked about Liu Yifan in the palace, as if he was unspeakable, Zhang Chuchu's heart jumped, and he asked her in a loud voice.

"Don't panic," turned his head and glanced at Zhang Chuchu, Luo Qi's voice was reassured, and said: "Yesterday's incident, the emperor Chrysostom made a conclusion, no matter who it is, he will not and dare not turn it over again to find trouble, and if my son is my son, there will be no incident." ”

"It's just," after a slight pause, Luo Qi continued: "It's just that in this palace, since ancient times, it has been a place of right and wrong, that is, no one dares to come out to make trouble for the affairs of King Qi. ”

Although the king of Qi is gone, his mother is here.

That concubine is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If she wants to put some charges on Liu Yifan, a little teacher, in the palace, it is difficult to be embarrassed, but it is not just a matter of mouth-blowing?

Those bends and bends in the harem of the palace, the old lady of the Luo Qi clan, knows very well in her heart, there, but a black and white place can be reversed, the water is very muddy, and in the search for the sun, there is a queen mother, I am afraid that it is difficult to take care of Liu Yifan.

"What should the godmother do?" With a worried face, Zhang Chuchu raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Luo.

"Don't worry about my son," raised his hand and patted Zhang Chuchu's little hand, Luo Qishi said firmly: "This matter started from my Luo Mansion, and my mother will not stand idly by and ignore the safety of Yifan's virtuous son-in-law." ”

As he spoke, Luo Qi stood up and said, "The old man will go to the Lizheng Palace again and ask to see the queen in person!" ”