Rong Wenwen carefully peeled the oranges on the table plate.

The yellow orange peel gives off a fruity aroma.

She sniffed deeply with the orange peel in her nose.

Then he divided the orange in two, handed it to Rong Shiyu's hand and continued.

"I often look down on her, I am not good at academics, I always want to ask me about you every day, and last time I secretly took my books for my own use, which made me very disliked, so naturally I answered directly, there is a favorite person, but it is not you."

After she finished speaking, she amused herself.

Rong Shiyu looked at herself laughing and couldn't breathe.

opened the fan in his hand to cover the corners of his mouth, and laughed out loud.

"You're naughty again."

Close the fan and place her peeled orange petals in her mouth.

"This year, the orange is very sweet."

He remembered that Rong Wenwen loved to eat oranges.

Therefore, every autumn, Rong Zhi often sends people to the market to buy a lot of food for her.

The courtyard came from far and near with the sound of rustling footsteps.

As soon as Rong Wenwen heard the voice, he quickly put down the orange in his hand and bounced it off the stool in an instant.

took out a book from his arms, stood aside and pretended to look at it seriously, looking at the corners of his mouth as if he was still muttering what was in the book.

Rong Shiyu was naturally accustomed to her like this, but after the man approached, she stood up and saluted him.

"Uncle Rong."

He listened to Rong Zhi when he was a child, and he was not born of Rong Zhi, but the son of the old man.

The old man also placed himself in the Rong Mansion in order to protect himself.

Rongfu is very famous in the Jiangnan area.

In his early years, Rong Zhi was the deputy general of the general in the capital.

General Shi rescued him from the pile of dead and sent him home, giving him a mansion and official goods.

With this honor alone, it has also attracted the support of countless dignitaries and nobles in this area.

Although Rong Shiyu wanted to know who his biological father and mother were.

No matter how to change the way to inquire, Rong Zhi just kept his mouth shut, and only prevaricated, you only think of me as your own father.

is also because Xu is the former general, who has a life-saving grace for Rong Zhi.

Therefore, he often taught Rong Shiyu to practice martial arts and literacy, and instilled in him the concept that the general must be recalled.

As a result, he himself felt that their Rong Mansion was like the reserve army of the general in the capital.

Of course, this is just my own joke.

The capital was very far away from the south of the Yangtze River, and there were naturally more people around the general at that time.

The notorious forbidden army alone is terrifying.

Rong Shiyu even sometimes thinks that the time in his name is also because of Rong Zhi's memory of General Shi.

Rong Zhi's legs and feet are not good, and he is staggering when he walks, and as soon as he arrives in the pavilion and stands still, he looks at Rong Wenwen.

"Don't pretend, I just heard you talk poorly here."

After he finished speaking, he shook his head slightly and smacked his lips.

Rong Wenwen pursed her lips and smiled, and then put the book on the table casually, pulling Rong Zhi's sleeves.

"Father~ I know that you are strong in martial arts and have amazing ears, and I just rested."

She flatteringly helped Rong Zhi to sit down, stood behind him and helped him squeeze his shoulders.

"Okay, it's all for your good for your father, your elm-like head, if you are sometimes half smart, your father doesn't have to supervise you like this."

Rong Zhi tilted his head slightly and raised his eyes to look at his girl.

Seeing that his father has fine lines in the corners of his eyes, the originally resolute person is now gradually getting old.

"You see what you have worked hard during this time, you can leave the affairs in the house to the housekeeper, and do your best to do the things outside the house, don't get tired."

Rong Wenwen raised her hand and gently rubbed the corners of Rong Zhi's eyes, as if she was talking bitterly, but in fact, it was to change the topic for him.

"Don't talk about you girl, by the way, Shi Yu, I just taught you martial arts tricks in the practice room, can you study them?"

Rong Zhi raised his eyes to look at Rong Shiyu, who had been smiling silently.

"Naturally, I've taken it to heart, and I've learned it."

Rong Shiyu nodded and said.

Rong Zhi smiled slightly and nodded with satisfaction, the Xu in the capital felt very guilty about his son.

From time to time, he would send someone to send some exercise books, but then again, Shi Yu's child deserves to be his descendant.

Whether it is literature or martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has seven exquisite hearts.

It's just that he is not arrogant, but he appreciates it very much.

"Master, there are guests in the hall, please take a trip."

Steward Song stood next to him and bowed his waist and said.

"Well, well, this is over."

Rong Zhi nodded and got up.

"Wen Wen, follow your brother Yu more academically, don't always just play around."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight towards the hall.

Rong Wenwen stuck out his tongue towards his back, and then turned his head to look at Rong Shiyu.

"Brother Yu, my father asked me to follow you academically, so what are you going to teach me?"

"The craftsmanship of the female worker you gave you is improving, and the purse you gave me a few days ago, the pattern on it looks monotonous, but it does not match my clothes."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and looked at the green clouds and bamboo feather satin silk on his body that were incompatible with the blue auspicious cloud embroidered bag on his waist.

"My female craftsmanship, looking at the south of the Yangtze River, is one of the best, it is Brother Yu's clumsy eyes, he doesn't know good goods, it's just that, the little woman is still Chen Gongzi who will send embroidery to the prefect in the future."

She pulled her voice, looking disappointed.

"Well, you better don't harm people, with me here to make you a disaster, who else do you want to find?"

He said with a smile and a clear voice, which more or less made Rong Wenwen, who had just opened his feelings, blush.

"I won't talk to you more, my father is not here, I am going back to my room to rest."

Rong Wenwen covered her slightly hot cheeks, turned around and walked towards her boudoir.

In fact, today, when Miss Li said that she liked her brother Yu.

She couldn't help but respond in her own heart, you don't have to be delusional, Brother Yu is still better if the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders.

Rong Shiyu looked at her petite figure who left in a hurry, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

They grew up together, but she is the top of the family.

Most things still come along with her, and her temperament is naturally very lively.

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The Imperial Palace of the capital.

In the hall supported by the red pillar of the coiled dragon, the glazed tiles reflect the light in the sunlight and throw it straight in, and on the throne directly above the Qianqing Palace, there is a yellow golden dragon embroidered robe that looks down on the king of the world.

"Your Majesty, the victims of the disaster in Qingzhou have been properly settled, and the ministers will personally supervise it to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

Prime Minister Zuo Yuanze's voice resounded through the hall, waiting for the reward of the person on the throne.

"Aiqing's move, I am very relieved, the people are the foundation of the country, and since it has been dealt with, it will naturally be rewarded!"

The emperor nodded with satisfaction.