Shen Qiutan was not idle.

Li Qi has been gone for almost two months, she took the opportunity to rearrange the people in the palace, and selected eight girls from among the credible people, so that Mama Xu can restrain and teach, so that she can serve by her children's side in the future.

Bai Zhi and Shannai are both old, and except for a cardamom who has been following for many years, there is no other person to take advantage of.

Shen Qiutan is inevitably negligent in this aspect without his mother's teaching, and Mama Xu and Shen Qiutan only have a superficial friendship of master and servant, so naturally they will not dig out their hearts and lungs.

But since Shen Qiutan was pregnant, she relied on Mama Xu a lot, and this kind of dependence and trust made Mama Xu a little blameful, and she had to pay a large part of the responsibility for such a big mistake.

Shen Qiutan's refusal to pursue made her more strict and began to train a few little girls.

Things at home are not difficult, but the difficult thing is that Li Qian has not shown up for nearly two months, and there will inevitably be some speculation outside.

Shen Qiutan will implement the policy in Beijing to the end, and extrapolated that giving birth to a child hurts his vitality, and King Qi is not tolerant of the cold and is recuperating, and he has been closed to the outside world. Of course, the assassins came a few more times during the period, but fortunately, when Li Qian left, he expected that Qin Lang would lead people to protect Shen Qiutan's mother and son firmly.

Shen Qiutan smiled bitterly in his heart, he had been with Li Qian for so many years, and he was even familiar with this kind of life that might be in danger at any time.

"Sister, chubby and strong!" Changzhen got out of school, and he must have to come to see his nephew and niece every day.

"I was carried down by the nurse to breastfeed. You go and clean your hands first, sit down for a while, and we'll have dinner." "Since Mao Mao came to Beichuan with him, Mr. naturally brought it from Beijing.

Changzhen's current husband's surname is Yu, and he is a disciple of Wei Tingyuan and half of Li Xuan's staff.

At that time, Li Qian had been thinking about it for a long time, and he still felt that it was most appropriate for Mr. Yu to teach Changzhen.

Shen Qiutan sandwiched chopsticks and mutton for his younger brother: "Eat more, it's too thin." ”

Mao Mao's last poisoning was all caused by her, and she has been in Beichuan for more than half a year, and I don't know if it's because of the change of water and soil, Mao Mao, who is not short, is even more drawn, and now he is only nine years old, and his height is almost to Shen Qiutan's shoulders.

Shen Qiutan's height is already considered tall among women.

Because he was tall and even thinner, Shen Qiutan felt sorry for his younger brother because he was poisoned, and the two of them were so small that they could only eat milk, so he thought about making food for his younger brother in a variety of ways when he was free.

Those who are "distressed" that the Qi Wangfu is not even fresh vegetables and vegetables are afraid that they can only worry in vain, before coming to the capital, Shen Qiutan's space was filled with all kinds of seeds and saplings, and there are no seasonal changes in the space, the trees planted in the early years have already borne fruit, and there are fruits to eat at four o'clock in the year, and now as long as you are grateful for the vegetables and vegetables you usually eat.

As for whether it will arouse suspicion when it is taken out, Shen Qiutan used a few baskets of garlic sprouts and brassica sprouts raised next to the bedroom to fill the number, anyway, there is no way to correct the cooking can't get in, and the people who come in are relatively credible people.

"Hmm." Changzhen didn't argue with his sister, after so many years, he knew that the things her sister decided could hardly be changed, and he could only try to make himself fatter so that his sister would not be so worried.

"By the way, the day after tomorrow, I want to go to the street with Zhou Ji to have a look."

"Of course that's good." Zhou Ji is the only son of Uncle Zhou, about the same age as Changzhen, and now he is also studying with Mr. Yu in the palace.

Everyone needs to socialize, and Shen Qiutan will not stop his younger brother from socializing because the situation is not so good: "Try new clothes for a while, the weather is warmer, you are still young, it's time to change into some brightly colored clothes." ”

Changzhen opened his mouth, remembering that his nephew and niece were dressed up like red balls every day, and silently closed his mouth.

My sister always wears plain clothes, how can she be red and green when it is her turn to dress up others......

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"Lord Wang, the snow is starting to melt, and the dumplings and mushroom soup you brought are all eaten up, are we still going to consume them with you?" Qin Feng asked, "Why don't I take Xiaohong back to rescue the soldiers and ...... those savages?"

The prince's personal soldiers were two thousand, plus those in the hands of the two Zhou generals, and the five thousand people were exactly the same as the number of savages.

These days were enough for them to get a little idea of the savage team, and although the savages had brute strength, they were backward in weaponry, rude in hand, and good in hard work, and if they were really trained soldiers in battle, the results would be obvious.

"There's no hurry, it's coming soon."

Sure enough, just two days after Li Qi's words fell, the middle-aged man he had met took the initiative to come over.

Li Qian ordered someone to cook the last dumplings and handed them to the middle-aged man: "Taste it." ”

The middle-aged man picked it up unceremoniously, ate it all after a while, and gave Li Qi an empty bowl: "It's been a long time since I've eaten this kind of glaive wonton." ”

"The lady in the family said, this is called dumplings."

"Hmm." The middle-aged man nodded, not looking interested in a name, he spoke: "Name, when you say this, I remember it, my original name is Yan Fa." ”

"Yan Fa? Is it the surname Yan Fa, or the surname Yan Fa? ”

"The surname is Yan's name law."

Li Xuan was shocked: "I heard that Mr. Wei Yu, who is famous all over the world, once had a disciple surnamed Yan Mingfa. ”

The middle-aged man nodded: "It's that Yan Fa below." ”

"Then what is the gentleman?" Why did it fall into such a field now, Li Qian didn't ask.

Daning Chongwu is more literate, if Mr. Zhang Ping is willing to be born, it will inevitably set off a wave in the whole territory, although Yan Fa is not Mr. Zhang Ping himself, but if he remembers correctly, he is Mr. Zhang Ping's big disciple.

The portion is not light.

Yan Fa shook his head: "It's all in the past, I don't have a name now." ”

Li Xuan nodded: "The name is just a code name, and it is not only the name that you want to remember." ”

Yan Fa's expression was slightly surprised: "Who are you?" ”

"The sixth son of Emperor Daning, King Qi, Li Xuan."

"When the prince of the dynasty? Soldiers? ”

Li Qian nodded: "Of course." ”

"Why don't you gather around them? With the troops stationed here, with a little thought, the iron ore can be easily captured. Yan Fa asked: "Why do you run out of food here, if you want to explore the truth and truth, half a month is enough." ”

"I don't want to." Li Qi said lightly: "And, I know, you will come." ”

Yan Fa was silent. After a long time, he said: "Now, they have eaten your barbecue hawthorn, I'm afraid you won't let you go if you want to." ”

Li Qian smiled and said, "Why don't you try to change here, sir?" They love roasted meats with a stronger flavor and crave fruit in winter, and they want to change. ”

"This is a pure land." Yan Fa shook his head and turned his gaze to Li Xuan: "It's you, if I agree to let you open a mine here, how are you going to repay the savages?" ”

"I only take mines, if the savages are willing, I can teach them to cultivate the land and build houses, weave cloth and raise fish, you are still their leader, it does not belong to the category of Ningguo, if they are unwilling, I will leave after mining, and I can ask the princess to prepare more food for what they like, which is considered a gratitude."

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish, he is willing to teach, but he does not know if the other party is willing to learn.

Yan Fafu was silent again: "You don't plan to integrate them into the army?" ”