Chapter 347

Shen Xinyan didn't get any valuable answers, and when he returned home, he was told that Shen Xinming was back, and he was also overjoyed and hurriedly changed his clothes. Eat with the crowd and eat lively.

Changing the habit of sticking to his brother's side in the past, Shen Xinxing ate his own food silently. After the meal, he just reported to Shen Heng, and quietly withdrew from the table with Mi.

Shen Xinyan realized that his younger brother was inappropriate, thought about it, took a loophole, called Shen Hao aside, and asked her, "What's wrong with your third uncle?" ”

Shen Hao was silent for a while, then shook his head: "Daddy, the third uncle and the third aunt are making an awkward fuss." Grandpa and grandmother have already taken care of this matter, so don't worry about it. ”

Husband and wife......

Shen Xinyan raised his eyebrows: "I naturally shouldn't care about this kind of thing." ”

Shen Hao diverted the topic: "Daddy, Uncle Xin Mingbo is back, we are going to start making money." You need to be prepared. ”

Shen Xinyan was stunned.

Get ready? What preparation?

Shen Hao tilted his head to look at him and smiled: "Because someone will impeach you soon!" ”

Shen Xinyan smiled, and was about to speak, when Huang Ping came to report: "There is an invitation from the Song Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

Shen Heng frowned: "These three watches are in the middle of the night!" ”

Luo knew that Song Xiang rarely came to Shen Xinyan at night, so he came out with a smile and played a round: "Your Majesty gives Da Lang a two-day holiday." Song Xiang probably also wants Da Lang to be able to rest steadily from tomorrow. Why don't you finish all your business tonight? ”

Shen Xinyan smiled, comforted Shen Heng and Mrs. Wei, confessed to everyone, and hurried away.

Shen Xinming looked at his back, hesitated, and quietly asked Shen Hao: "Sister Hao, our business really won't cause trouble to your father?" ”

Shen Hao smiled slightly: "There must be trouble." However, it is still worth the small trouble, in exchange for the big trouble. ”

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on the Yangtze River.

Peng Qi urged all the way, as if he was eager to shrink the ground into inches, and flew to Shuchuan in an instant.

They were already on the ship, and Peng Qian was worried that there were too many people for a while, and the trip was slowed down; For a while, he complained that the wind was not in the right direction, and the speed of the ship was too slow; For a while, he muttered that it was better to go by land.

Peng Ji had never seen him so impatient when he traveled with his father, so he couldn't help but pull Qin and asked: "In addition to patrolling the border this time, do you have other errands?" ”

Qin shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "I don't know." ”

Peng Ji has been choked by these three words for more than half a month, I don't know how many times, but he is used to it. Looking at his father's face with bitter hatred, he thought about it while turning the folding fan in his hand.

Qin's eyes were attracted by his fan-playing hand, and he spun up and down a few times, looking up at Peng Ji: "Brother An Zhen, have you ever practiced something like the Emei stabbing and the judge's pen?" ”

The fan in Peng Ji's hand was almost unstable, and he was stunned: "How do you know?!" ”

Qin pointed to his hand: "Brother An Zhen can't stop playing with the fan, and he looks very flexible." Brother An Zhen, who did you learn from? Can it be passed on? Teach me, right? ”

Belch?

"That's not going to work. This unique job is because my father has saved a lot of face, and he still owes a whole favor, and he has only taught me for a month. You can't teach this to anyone else. Pengie refused with a straight face.

Qin seemed to be very satisfied with his attitude, and saw that no one noticed the two of them, so he leaned over and quietly inquired with him: "Brother An Zhen, the sons of the noble families in the capital have all been married early, why haven't I heard that you have been engaged?" ”

Speaking of this, Peng Ji's eyebrows danced: "My mother is a strange person. She said to the old man, let me. If you can't find a girl you like, you simply marry later. My father was almost thirty years old when he married my mother. Counting all over the capital, the one who has been married since he was a child without knowing anything may not have a good life. But the older men are much more stable when they marry, and now the family is harmonious. How nice! ”

Qin sighed, thought hard for a long time, and then scratched his head and said, "How come I don't know who else is married late besides your father?" ”

Peng Ji slapped him on the shoulder: "How old are you?" How much do you know about those old things? Le Chun Bo is a good song, and he was known as the first Qu Uncle in the world. The one is even more legendary, don't live or die Miss Gaomen's family, saved a pipa girl who sang in a restaurant on the way to war, and the baby almost turned his face with the emperor. Now it is still floating outside Beijing, and I heard that life is very free. ”

Qin listened to the book of heaven, and asked Peng Ji with a smile: "Then Brother Anzhen, what kind of girl does your mother like?" What about you? Is it the same as your mother? ”

Peng Ji tilted his head to look at him, blinked, thought about it carefully, and said, "Our family is considered to be smart, so the condition for me to marry a wife is: I can't be stupid." ”

Can't be stupid?

This one is very appropriate.

Qin thoughtfully.

Suddenly someone at the bow of the ship shouted: "It's a carrier pigeon!" Don't shoot arrows, steer the rudder! ”

Homing pigeon?

Qin and Peng Ji's faces changed at the same time.

That's the standard configuration of the Great Qin military!

The two men hurriedly got up from the side of the boat and staggered to the bow of the boat.

But seeing that the sergeant captured the carrier pigeon, he carefully removed the small cylinder on the pigeon's feet and presented it to Peng Fei: "Uncle." ”

Peng Qian rolled his eyes at the small note eight thousand times before he took it slowly, unfolded it reluctantly, and muttered that he was about to put the paper into his arms.

Peng Ji chased after him curiously and asked, "Father, what's the matter?" ”

Peng Qian turned his head, saw Qin at a glance, his eyes flashed with complexity, he gritted his teeth, but still took out the note and handed it over: "Let us dock nearby, there are eight hundred miles of urgent mail in Beijing." ”

Qin was stunned, and he didn't take the note, but reached out and hooked Peng Ji's shoulder, and said to Peng Ji with a smile: "Uncle, no matter how fast you run, you can't go as fast as my father's will." What do you think you're running? ”

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Wan Qisheng's injuries are much lighter than Shen Xinmei's, to take the words of the old military doctor: "Lord Wan Qi is injured on his flesh and skin, and it is easy to lose his muscles and bones." ”

Therefore, it only took a month to recover from the injury and be able to move freely.

This time, Wan Qisheng no longer dared to be lazy, and was forced by his wife Zuo to move outside every day, and even went to the school field every day to ride a horse.

There was the bold soldier who coaxed from afar: "Taizu has an order, those who enter the school field must run three laps!" Lord Wan Qian, although you are a civil official, you can't be an exception! ”

Wan Jisheng pulled a bitter gourd face and roared: "Who spoke just now?" Run with the official! ”

When he climbed to the finish line breathlessly, he was already panting like a cow and sweating, and the little guy waiting at the gate of the school field hurriedly stepped forward to hand over the towel and kettle, and whispered: "The family has sent a message, Yin Fatzi has gone." Let you hurry home. ”

Yin Fat?!

Recently, the major weaving households and cloth mills in the south of the Yangtze River have been clamoring for the new "management method" of the imperial court to purchase cloth for the palace.

The second lady didn't say that this guy was an idiot......

Wan Qisheng wiped his sweat, gasped, and nodded: "Go home." Look at it. ”