Chapter 8: The Gunslinger Comes to the Door
After thinking about it delicately, Zhang Jiashi asked, "Yun'er, is this a gift you picked yourself?" ”
To slander the prince and slander the prince is a big crime.
Nian Yun didn't expect it to be debunked so quickly, and he didn't intend to lie, so he hummed softly, then raised his little head again, and said majestically, "Brother Prince said, if I can put it together, he will agree to my request." ”
Zhang Jia's heart was as fine as dust, and his mind quickly churned, a request from the future Son of Heaven, this is a great gift.
Nian Shiyu didn't think so much, rolled up his sleeves, "The prince is bullying you small, I'm sure you can't fight, sister don't worry, there is a brother!" "Pat your chest, he'll definitely help his sister put this thing together.
Nian Yun was suddenly proud, and Yu Wenhao might have forgotten how to fight.
She has a gunman, and when this thing is spelled out, she will immediately have someone send him back, wouldn't it be a slap in the face!
Sui Nian Yun nodded to the rain of the New Year.
Nian Shiyu accepted the glorious task from his sister, and began to tinker non-stop.
Half a month later, the family finally returned to Yijun. As the saying goes, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the overlord, and Nian Yun is the overlord on the fourfold fief of Nian, because only she can ride on the shoulders of Nian Sizhong.
Linzi was dry and windy, and although he only stayed for three days, Zhang Jia's skin had already dried out. The air in Yijun is humid, the land of the water town, and the people are raised, so the beautiful and moist Zhang Jia's family is still well maintained at the age of thirty-six, just like a twenty-eight year-old girl. In less than half a month, Zhang Jia's not only made himself white and tender, but also encouraged his daughter to become more and more cute.
Nian Yun is very satisfied, so she is a girl with money, background, and beauty, and it is not for nothing that she suffered so much in the first two lives! The blessings of this life are coming and going, and there is a good husband left!
On the ninth day of September, Chongyang is the birthday of Nian Yun, who is five years old.
Nian Yun's birthday is also the birthday of Princess Yangping, in addition to the people in the family, the Empress Dowager also remembers that she has not given her daughter a few birthdays, and her daughter is gone. This time I saw the New Year's rhyme, but I liked it, and I kept thinking about it, and people also sent congratulatory gifts on this day.
"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said. Zhang Jia's family gave birth to children for the king of Nanyang, abided by women's morality, respected filial piety, and raised young sons. "The father-in-law proclaimed.
On the surface, it is a compliment to Zhang Jia's family, but in fact, it is a gift to Nian Yun.
Zhang Jia's family is the concubine daughter of an ordinary family in the south, not recognized, when the old Nanyang King was alive, he didn't like her, and he had a fight with Nian Sizhong for this. Nian Sizhong insisted on marrying Zhang Jia's family, if it weren't for Nian Sizhong's only one son, the old Nanyang King almost killed him, so he wouldn't have carried a dish for Zhang Jia's family. gave Zhang Jia's family a fate, which can be regarded as a recognition of Zhang Jia's family, carried the jade plate, and is also the princess of Nanyang who is justified by the royal recognition.
Zhang Jia's excited tears were repeated, Nian Sizhong didn't expect such a surprise, after all, Zhang Jia's suffered a lot of grievances when he was with him, and the husband and wife both looked at Nian Yun, Nian Yun is the lucky star of Nanyang Palace.
Then the father-in-law carried a cage from behind, which contained a small milky white Chow Chow.
The father-in-law flattered Nian Yun and handed it to Nian Yun, "Wang~" The little dog grandmother barked.
"This is a gift from the Queen Mother to the county lord, the prince personally picked it, and the little county lord will give it a name......
Nian Yun stared at the little milk dog with a belt, thinking in his heart that it was Yuwen Hao's choice......
Then two big words crossed my mind.
Day to day?