In the early dynasty after the Zhongyuan Festival, the title of King Guishan no longer existed, and the saint did not ask for Tang Yu's life, but just demoted him to a concubine, and kept him in captivity in the forbidden land of the royal family with his family, and was not allowed to go out for life.

Before Tang Mi was taken to the forbidden land, the saint met him, and Tang Mi said unrepentantly: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the villain." If you hadn't been born a few years earlier, it is not known who will kill the deer. ”

The saint smiled, "You are stupid and think too highly of yourself, I didn't choose you as the whetstone of the prince, and it is indeed right." ”

Tang Yu was stunned and asked angrily: "What am I like Tang Lian?" "Isn't he even qualified to be a whetstone? Is he so unbearable?

Sheng Shang snorted coldly, "Tang Lian is very well disguised, so good that the prince is almost confused by him, but fortunately, he is blameless and cautious, and he is always on guard against him." And you were completely deceived by Tang Lian, pretending to be smart and self-righteous. ”

"Before dealing with the crown prince, getting rid of Fu Wuyi is really right." Tang Mi smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that I didn't succeed." ”

The saint smiled, "There is great wisdom in not being guilty. "I'm just too lazy, and I always want to take a vacation and not work.

Fu Zhixing, who was complained by the saint for being too lazy, was still working hard in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but Yan Siye folded up to tell the old man and went home to tease his grandson. The saint was so angry that he slapped the dragon case and shouted: "Those seventy and eighty people in the court have not yet told the old age, how old are you, you can tell me the old age, don't even think about it, wait until you are seventy years old." "The saint threw the fold in front of Yan Siye, this pair of sons-in-law who do not seek progress.

Fourth Master Yan picked up the fold, "Your Majesty, the seventy-year-old Weichen is too old to walk, and he can't take Jing Yun to travel all over the world, so I beg Your Majesty to be gracious." ”

"There is a need for a metropolitan governor over there, so I will appoint you as this metropolitan governor, and you will take Nanping to take office with you." The saint smiled slyly.

Fourth Master Yan was stunned, "Your Majesty." ”

Shengshang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Yan Aiqing, take the order." ”

"Commandment." Yan Siye knelt down helplessly.

Yan Siye resigned to no avail, and he was promoted. Out of the palace, Fourth Master Yan went to the old mansion first to see Mrs. Yan. Knowing that his son was going to the West Tatar, Mrs. Yan said indifferently, "Be careful in everything." "Although the Western Tatar Kingdom has been conquered for so many years, and even the lord of the country has died of illness, those aborigines have not really returned to obedience, which is also the reason why the Jing ** team has not evacuated.

Knowing that Yan Siye was appointed by the Holy Lord as the governor of Western Tatar and would leave Beijing in a few days, Yan Hagi went back to his mother's house and hugged the lord of Nanping to coquettishly, "Mother, I can't bear you." ”

"Well, three years have passed quickly." The county lord of Nanping said with a smile.

"There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and three years is one thousand and ninety-five days, and if you don't see one day as if you were three autumns, that is, ...... Three thousand two hundred and eighty-five years, wow, that's a long time. Yan Hagi pouted.

The county lord of Nanping chuckled, "It can't be counted like that." ”

"That's how it's calculated, that's how it is calculated." Yan Hagi arched in the arms of the lord of Nanping.

"Okay, okay, that's it, that's it." The lord of Nanping County patted her, "Why is this planning to come back to my mother's belly and let my mother regenerate you?" ”

"Mother, you have to write to me." Yan Hagiti asked.

"Okay, my mother will write you a letter, three times a month, okay?" The county lord of Nanping asked with a smile.

"Three is too little, write at least five." Yan Hagi said in a coquettish voice.

"Okay, write five letters." The lord of Nanping smiled and coquettished her daughter, she liked it very much and was very useful.

At the same time that Yan Hagi was coquettish with the lord of Nanping, King Su was asking the prince: "Big brother, Lord Yan is a civil official, and there are mixed fish and dragons over there, what if someone takes a risk and assassinates Lord Yan?" I will escort Master Yan over to be safe. ”

"Father will arrange people." The prince smiled lightly.

"You don't need to arrange others, just arrange me, and I promise to send Lord Yan to Xitar unharmed." King Su said with a smile.

"You've only been back in Beijing for a few months, and you don't want to run out of the wilderness, no." The prince frowned.

"Xiaozhi didn't come back outside, why didn't you talk about him?" King Su was unconvinced.

The prince glared at him, "It's out, and I've learned to deal with my brother." ”

"I'm not scheming with my brother, I'm scheming with you, you're biased." King Su looked aggrieved, "You don't talk about brotherhood, when you were a child, you fought with Cousin Fan, and I also helped you bite Cousin Fan, I knew that I wouldn't help you." ”

"Why don't you say you bit me when you were a kid?" The prince asked faintly.

"That...... That one...... Don't talk about things when you were a child, let's get down to business. Big brother, come on, come on, smell it. "King Su approached the prince.

"Smell what?" The prince was puzzled, but still took two deep breaths.

"Do you smell musty?" King Su asked.

"Did you go to the school to practice archery?" The prince squinted at him, "Brother and sister didn't dislike you?" ”

"The princess said it was manly." King Su said proudly.

The prince got up, walked to the other side and sat down, and distanced himself from King Su.

"I haven't been to school today, and I don't smell good." King Su sat down beside the prince again.

King Su turned into a bullshit plaster, sticking to the prince to the death, even if the prince went to the clean room, he would follow. The prince was so helpless by his dead face that he had to agree to help him ask for his life.

"If he wants to go, let him go." The Holy Lord agreed.

When King Su heard the good news, he jumped three feet high.

When Yan Siye and King Su were packing up, it was August 15. In the morning, Fu Zhixing, surrounded by his children, tied lanterns for them with his own hands, "Zhuo'er, August 15 is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why not?" ”

Zhuo Er replied: "Autumn is in time, summer is winter, August is in autumn, Meng is the beginning of the season, fifteen is in the night, and the moon is in the clouds, and it is in the way of heaven, then the cold and heat are even, and the number of months is taken, then the toad soul is round, so it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"Where did this come from?" Fu Zhixing then asked.

"From Ouyang Zhan's "Preface to Playing with the Moon". Zhuo Er replied.

"Yue'er, recite a Mid-Autumn Festival poem." Fu Zhixing continued to take the second son.

Yue'er thought for a while, "The queen mother's makeup has not been collected...... Stay with the brook for a fishing boat. ”

"Dad, I can sing little songs." Yaya took the initiative to ask.

"Listen to it." Fu Zhixing said with a smile.

Yaya put down the bamboo strip in her hand, clapped her hand and sang: "Mid-Autumn Festival night, bright light, every household is busy admiring the moon." Set up fruit cakes, burn incense, and worship the moon together. Worship the moon, worship the moon......" Yaya turned her head to look at Yan Hao, who was sitting under the porch eating grapes, "Mother, Yaya doesn't remember." ”

Yan Hagi smiled and helped her sing, "Divide the fruits, eat moon cakes, and enjoy the moon and sleep." ”

"Dad, is Yaya singing well?" Yaya asked, looking up at her little face.

"Yaya sings well." Fu Zhixing looked back at Yan Hao, "Madame sings better." ”

Yan Hagi curled the corners of his lips, and the husband and wife looked at each other, with affection.

The family was in the yard, joking and having fun. Fu Zhixing made five lanterns of different shapes, one for each child, and one for Yan Hagi.