Chu Qingci's father is Chu Junxian, the son of Xuanguo Gong, ten years ago, Chu Junxian was ordered to go to Longzhou in the northwest to serve as the political envoy of Erpinbu, which can be said to be a feudal official. With-Dream- . lā

However, eight years ago, Pu sent troops to raid Dasheng, from Xizhou all the way to Linze City in the west of Longzhou, the general army of Longzhou unfortunately died, Chu Junxian and Wenchen were ordered to be in danger, and led the soldiers to defend the city gate, and the whole city soldiers and civilians worked together under the leadership of Chu Junxian, and would rather die than give in.

At that time, Chu Qingci's mother, Ye Shi, was taking her three-year-old son to Longzhou to visit relatives, and was held hostage by enemy troops near Linze City, forcing Chu Junxian to open the city gate.

That day was the fifth day of the ninth month of the sixth year of Longzhi.

The Ye clan was escorted in front of the battle, facing Chu Junxian above the city gate. Ye only said five simple words: "The concubine is proud of her husband", and decided to kill herself by slamming her sword as if she were dead.

Nine years of husband and wife have been in love, but Chu Junxian can only watch as the sword cuts through his wife's neck, and dazzling blood spurts out, instantly staining her face and dress, and then she just fell down and died with her eyes closed.

At that time, Ye was only twenty-five years old, and he was Fanghua.

Witnessing this scene made Chu Jun envious, so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood, and the soldiers and civilians in the city were also full of tears, filled with righteous indignation, and shouted "swear to death and unyielding".

On this day, the soldiers and civilians of Linze City knew that Mrs. Chu had committed suicide outside the city, and everyone wore filial piety, and they also went to the city gate to kowtow to incense.

Later, Chu Junxian continued to grit his teeth and wait for reinforcements, but in the end he did not wait for reinforcements, and half a month later, on the day the city broke, Chu Junxian resolutely jumped off the city wall......

In less than a month, Chu Qingci lost three of her dearest relatives, and then lingered on the sick bed for several months.

Feng Yan knew that Ah Ci had regretted it all these years, regretting that she did not go to Longzhou with her mother and younger brother because she was weak, and every year on September 21, the day of the city of Linze City, Ah Ci would go to Huangjue Temple......

If Duanmu Fei is really a Ci, then she will definitely go!

Thinking of this, Feng Yan's brows stretched, his eyes were shining, and he couldn't wait.

But there's still more than a month...... Thirty-eight days!

Feng Yan took out a few red ropes from his sleeve and slowly and reverently braided the first knot. When he reached the thirty-eighth, the knotted rope was complete, and he could wear it on Ah Ci's hand himself......

That would be a good sight!

This night, Feng Yan, who had been tired all the way, should have been exhausted, but he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night, and the flame of hope ignited in his heart again.

Early the next morning, he went to Anping in good spirits to ask for peace.

An Ping immediately ordered someone to set up breakfast, and then asked, "Ah Yan, yesterday you said that the emperor punished you to think about it behind closed doors?" ”

Feng Yan calmly summarized the emperor's rebuke when he entered the palace yesterday.

An Ping's phoenix eyes, which were similar to Feng Yan, sneered, and mocked: "The second child's virtue has really remained unchanged for decades, he wants to learn from his father's grace and power!" However, it is not an anti-dog to draw a tiger! ”

Anping is the emperor's eldest sister, and now only the Queen Mother and Anping will occasionally call the emperor "second" in this Dasheng Dynasty.

"Mother, my son should take the opportunity to rest and rest." Feng Yan smiled and said with a smile, he didn't care about the grounding.

Or rather, this is what he took advantage of.

In March, he returned triumphantly from the north, and the accumulated military exploits had already made the emperor look at him a little dazzling, and this time, he successfully quelled the bandits in Jiangcheng. If this is someone else, the repeated meritorious service is the icing on the cake, but it is not for him.

Now that he is cold for the time being, he can calm the emperor's heart, and for himself, he can also take advantage of this time to do something else......

"Ah Yan, what you said is true." An Ping smiled with relief, feeling sorry for his son's hard work this trip.

As soon as her hand touched the pastel teacup in her hand, she suddenly remembered another thing, so she asked, "Ah Yan, how is Hua Jingping's side?" ”

"It's finished." A sharp glint flashed in Feng Yan's eyes, and he said lightly, "After all, it's an old man......"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of a squirming curtain, and Ziyue came in and curtsed her knees: "Your Highness, Childe, breakfast has been arranged, please move." ”

The mother and son got up and went to the east for dinner together.

Today, because of the closure of the Yan home, the breakfast is very rich, full of red sandalwood inlaid jade octagonal carved leaf rolls grass relief pattern round table, a cage of snow-white crystal xiaolongbao, sweet and soft golden silk jujube mud cake, golden osmanthus millet cake, as well as soft and fragrant millet egg porridge and pumpkin japonica rice porridge, with more than a dozen plates of various pickles, fragrant.

This table is full of color and fragrance, and Feng Yan's index finger is moved.

An Ping was the first to pick up the chopsticks and personally sandwiched a piece of golden silk jujube cake for his son, and said with a smile: "Ah Yan, this golden silk jujube cake tastes good, you try it." ”

"Thank you, mother." Feng Yan accepted Anping's kindness with kindness, and after taking a bite, he only felt that it was sweet and rich, and the taste was soft and delicate......

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, as if he was stunned, and slowly chewed the jujube paste cake in his mouth, completely ignoring An Ping's smiling eyes.

"Ah Yan, is it delicious?" An Ping said casually, "The fourth girl of the Duanmu family is young, but she really has a heart, and she came to greet me at the birthday banquet a few days ago, and asked me what pastries I like to eat." I just said a few things casually, and she just sent someone to deliver this golden silk jujube cake this morning......"

Feng Yan looked at the golden silk jujube cake sandwiched on the chopsticks in a daze, reminiscing about the aftertaste between his tongue, this jujube cake with walnuts added to it is Ah Ci's favorite practice. He tasted it all at once.

Feng Yan's eyes shone brightly, and he took another bite of the jujube paste cake almost reverently, eating it slowly and methodically, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled.

Last time, An Ping didn't care about it, so she didn't notice that something was wrong, but this time, she had a heart, and Feng Yan had no intention, but she saw some clues at once.

Ah Yan really cares about Duanmufei, and he cares so much that he can even eat the craftsmanship of other little girls......

It seems that his guess is correct, Ah Yan must have taken a fancy to Duanmufei!

This is a great joy, but after Anping is happy, it is inevitable that he will be a little worried. Duanmu Fei is only nine years old, too young, and it will take at least six years for her to reach her time, and I am afraid that she will have to wait several more years before she can marry her daughter-in-law.

She has to watch her daughter-in-law carefully, and she can't let other stinky boys seduce her future daughter-in-law away......

Thinking about it, the smile in Anping's eyes deepened, and he also twisted a piece of jujube paste cake and ate it, raising his eyebrows because of the excellent taste, and couldn't help but think of the little girl who confidently said to herself that day that she was very good at making dim sum, and it was indeed not a boast, it seems that her son will be blessed in the future.

An Ping was in a good mood, and said quietly: "It's a coincidence, that day, the fourth girl of Duanmu also told me about the dim sum she likes to eat, and her taste is similar to that of Ah Yan." She seemed to be a Taoist, but the corner of her eyes was paying attention to her son's demeanor, and when she saw that he pricked up his ears, she stopped selling Guanzi and said all the snacks that Duanmu Fei liked.

Steamed cheese with sugar, hibiscus cake, golden silk date paste cake, coconut soufflé roll......

Each of these snacks is usually tight, but Feng Yan's heart beats endlessly, these are Ah Ci's favorites.

Ah Ci likes it, so he likes it too.

Feng Yan casually took a cyan handkerchief handed by the maid, wiped his mouth, and begged with a smile: "Mother, this jujube paste cake is moderately sweet, it suits my taste, how about giving the rest to my son?" ”

"Ah Yan, it's hard to find a favorite, if you like it, just take it." An Ping couldn't help but laugh secretly.

What suits his taste is not only the jujube mud cake, but also the little girl!

Both mother and son were in a good mood, and they both had a great appetite for breakfast, and they ate for more than half an hour before they were removed and replaced with two cups of fragrant Biluochun.

The fragrance of tea is curling, and the sound of cicadas is sad.

The same is true in the study of Shangshufu, where the faint fragrance of tea lingers on the tip of the nose, and the noon sun shines on the lush branches and leaves in the courtyard, reflecting the green of the room.

Duanmu Fei, who was sitting by the window, was drinking the best tribute Longjing at the moment.

This tribute Longjing was given by the emperor to several close ministers, and Duanmuxian only had this jar in his hand.

Sure enough, it's good tea! Duanmu Fei naturally tasted tea contentedly, and sighed in his heart: No wonder the ancients praised "But when I see the drifting in the clear, the green shadow falls into Bixiu"!

If there is any fly in the ointment, it is the news brought by Duanmuxian:

"Feng Yan returned to Beijing yesterday, and was instructed by the emperor to use his power for personal gain, solicit the hearts of the people, win over the hearts of the army, and ordered to be grounded in the palace behind closed doors ......to think about it."

Since beating her and showing some "talents", Duanmu Xian gradually began to tell her some things in the court, Feng Yan's matter is actually insignificant compared to other things, but the word "Feng Yan" is enough to set off a ripple in Duanmu Fei's heart.

It turned out that Feng Yan had already returned from Jiangcheng.

followed by another burst of happiness, fortunately, she sent the golden silk jujube mud cake to the princess's mansion this morning, she is so "obedient", Feng Yan should not continue to "worry" about her for the "little thing" in Huangjue Temple, right?