Chapter 242 The most annoying topic

Early the next morning, Sisi entered the palace and went to court. And the eighth and Honghui hitchhiked, of course, the eighth would not go to court, he directly told Sisi that he asked for maternity leave! Regardless of whether Sisi agreed or not, he wandered into the inner palace. Honghui was called an envy, honestly bowed to Sisi, and went to school sadly.

When I greeted my mother, Concubine Liang had already gotten up, and she was shaking with joy in her arms with the nest she was born yesterday! The eighth hurried over, "Why did he wake up so early?" You too, let the nurse hug it! Aren't you tired of hugging yourself? ”

"No, E-Niang is awake and has nothing to do, so she likes to play with him. Our nest is really good, except for eating and sleeping, we haven't cried a word. What a good thing to bring! Concubine Liang teased that the red had faded some nests, and sure enough, the little thing that was poked by her nails to her little face only moved slightly, and when she said goodbye, people didn't even bother to open their eyes.

"Good behave!" Concubine Liang was so happy that she couldn't see her eyebrows.

"Don't be a fool, right?" The eighth child has the experience of being a father twice. Who dares to touch him like this, he can make the king of heaven cry down; Tuanzi has more personality, poke him, he will look at you in the eye, and look at you until he is embarrassed to poke again; Now this one didn't give any reaction, isn't it too extreme.

"Get out!" Even if the good-tempered concubine kicked the eighth child out directly, she dared to say bad things about her baby grandson in front of her, she was really impatient.

The eighth touched his nose, he really couldn't live this day, he gave birth to a room of snacks and fell out of favor, which is really unreasonable. Honestly went to the side hall where Xia Mo lived temporarily.

Xia Mo has woken up, even if she is a confinement in the palace, she has no right to be comfortable, and when she heard the bell ringing, she asked her to sit up and freshen up, and put on a clean and tidy jacket.

"It's better to go back to Zhuangzi to do confinement, look at the effort." The eighth child saw that she was dressed up early in the morning, and her heart was pinched, if she was at home at this time, she was a special protected animal, and she couldn't sit if she wanted to.

"How can it be so delicate, after sleeping for a day, my body is sore." Xia Mo naturally knew that Lao Ba was distressed. Is that just that? Doesn't it offend people?

The eighth child gave her a blank look, gave her the "Four Four Godson" drawn yesterday from his arms, and gently helped her up and rubbed her back.

Lao Ba is actually really a very talented person, and Forty Zhen's "Four Four Godson" was painted very smoothly yesterday and completed smoothly. Although there are only a few brushstrokes in each painting, the demeanor of Sisi and Honghui is very similar. Because it has not been bound yet, Xia Mo can only pinch one side of the book with one hand and flip through it with the other.

Sisi first opened his eyes angrily, his small mouth was pursed into a line, and Honghui below trembled, Sisi stepped forward, rushed to the crown with anger, grabbed poor Honghui and put it on his knee and spanked him, Honghui's tears were flying......

After painting yesterday, the eighth child also tried to learn from Xia Mo, and made up a few to see if it was more delicate and real. Moreover, his paintings are larger and more pictures, and the story is stronger and more three-dimensional. Xia Mo laughed so much that tears came out.

"Are you really, let the fourth brother see it, and you can't be killed?" Xia Mo didn't have to think about it, and she knew what kind of expression Sisi would have if she looked at this album.

"Did I say he painted it? Which word on it says that he is the godson of King Yongjun? Lao Ba stared at the pure big eyes, and Xia Mo fell down again. Yes, although I didn't say that it was him who painted it, but no one in the palace knows whom, do you still need to write?

"Into the painting, go, bind the book, use red satin as the cover outside, and the master will give it away." The eighth didn't care about that, took back the painting page, and called the painting in. It's not the first time I've done this, so I answered and went down.

"For Honghui?" Xia Mo guessed that such a thing could only be given to Honghui, so that he could relieve his anger, of course, it couldn't be passed on, and Sisi had to blow it up when he saw it.

"No, give the old eighteen! The old eighteenth, didn't you fool the old man a few years ago? Yesterday, I lost Honghui's good inkstone, I am compensating the old eighteen for Honghui! "The eighth child was moved after speaking, he is really a good brother and uncle.

Xia Mo looked at him suspiciously, is this the eighth child he knows? Baozi beat someone, and he didn't say that he would make amends, and he even wanted to copy the guy and lead people to help his son fight and find a field, and the apology was probably in the heads of the princes. None of these words.

Besides, last time he helped Honghui draw koi fish in his illness, he hid it himself, and he was reluctant to give it to Honghui, so he would apologize to Honghui? If you say it, you have to make people believe it. Is Xia Mo a fool when she is? Besides, can you apologize and take the album of Honghui's beatings? Doesn't this make Honghui faceless? Give Eighteen a chance to laugh at Honghui!

"Honghui gave me the inkstone." The old man laughed.

Honghui also followed them into the palace early this morning, Honghui went to school, and by the way, he brought the inkstone to the eighth, and the eighth was busy sending people back to the eighth master's mansion to put it away, for fear that Sisi and Honghui would regret it. That lovely inkstone, he has been greedy for a long time.

"Then shouldn't you give the album to Honghui?" It's really more and more confused by the old eight, what does this mean? Honghui sent him an inkstone, and he was teased by the old eight?

"You can't get used to being a child." The eighth child immediately said with a straight face.

Xia Mo is speechless, poor Honghui!

Of course, the eighth can't say, poor eighteen, just want a picture album, but lost the inkstone, you can't let him out of the inkstone in vain, you have to let him recover some costs. Of course, I have to teach Honghui a lesson, and I can't bet on my son's name anymore.

"Still uncomfortable?" Xia Mo has been carefully observing the old man for a long time, and it seems that there is nothing wrong at all, he is really not angry at all, not uncomfortable?

She and Concubine Liang knew what happened outside yesterday, although Concubine Hui didn't come in person. But with their understanding of the old man, the eighth was used as a gun by the old man again. Not to mention offending people, it also has a bad reputation, and the eighth almost openly showed the court that he had no intention of being in the East Palace.

After listening, Concubine Hui returned to the palace silently, Concubine Liang didn't speak, the corners of her mouth were held for a long time, but she couldn't say anything. Xia Mo had no choice but to let the waiter take the reward and thank him. Concubine Liang let out a long sigh and went back to the main hall by herself.

Of course, Concubine Hui and Concubine Liang knew that the eighth child had no ambition, but they were uncomfortable. A child who obviously has no ambitions, but is forced to do this job, his heart is cold. There is a good Rehe to avoid suspicion, in order to worry about the old man, he ran back to Beijing to be a hostage. It's not safe to come back, why is it so difficult to be the son of the old man?

Of course, Xia Mo is cold, but it can't be said that this heart has been cold for several years, since the old man's 'night talk' that year, the old man is not the kind Ama she knows, although the old man still loves her as always.

Originally, he didn't say it, so she didn't ask, and she didn't want to reveal the scars of the eighth child. But think about it, if the eighth child doesn't tell himself, who else can say? Gently leaning on the arms of the eighth, he looked at the eighth with a slight smile.

"It's not uncomfortable, it's just right, the old man also knows that I can't even recognize people, colluding with a fart! Besides, there is money to collect, tens of thousands of taels! The eighth laughed, he also thought about it yesterday, except for the tenth princess, the others are not all offended, he is worried about the tenth princess now, the rest is nothing, anyway, he has long been used to it.

"Well, yes, the size is also a consolation." Xia Mo is the same as the eighth child, although he doesn't care about this money, but it's better than nothing. Besides, if you don't accept it for nothing, you don't have to repay the favor, and you can relax and think, "Let them take the silver ticket, don't pile up the silver, we have nowhere to put it." ”

"Stupid, of course you have to collect cash. It's just silver! Lao Ba poked Xia Mo, "Forget what Si Qi has been doing in the past few years?" The officials sent the best snowflake official silver, which is very valuable. ”

Lao Ba smiled proudly, the exchange ratio of snowflake silver outside was very different from ordinary broken silver, and he could fully imagine Si Qi's happy expression when he received this batch of silver.

Xia Mo was speechless, Si Qi got inspiration from Xiao Baozi, and she didn't have time to write a letter of plea, so she started her plan to grab money. In the past few years, she has done a lot of work as a white wolf with empty gloves, Xia Mo doesn't have the brain to remember those professional things, and she can't learn Si Qi's brain that can be called a computer, anyway, she knows that Si Qi started to only do silver business, anyway, it is upside down, using money to make money, and it is not a hurtful thing like usury, I really convinced her. So as soon as Si Qi sent a letter, Xia Mo only read the last page of the greetings, and handed over the rest directly to the eighth child, and he was tired and panicked when he looked at it.

"Haven't the big ships been built yet?" Xia Mo knew that the eighth child had a plan, so she didn't care about it, and sighed softly on the eighth child's shoulder.

I really don't want to stay in Beijing anymore, how good the fifth, seventh, and ninth are mixed together, and no one doubts that the eighth will retire far away tomorrow, why can it still fall into everyone's sight? Could it be the inertia of history? Or is the eighth child too capable, so he can't hide it if he wants to?

"Even if it's built, we can't go now, they will operate it slowly, and if we are fully prepared, we will be more comfortable in the past, right?" The eighth child let Xia Mo lean into his arms, gently rubbed Xia Mo's arms, and comforted him softly.

It was the warm moment between the two, there was a commotion outside the door, and then, the door was pushed open, Xiao Baozi was holding something in his hand, and Tuanzi and Bubu followed, and Concubine Liang was chased by the big girl who stumbled and turned pale.

When Lao Ba and Xia Mo were about to ask Xiao Baozi what happened to his wife, they looked at it again, and their heartbeats were about to stop.

What the bun is holding in his hand is actually a nest to bundle swaddling clothes, and the swaddling clothes are dangling under the bun's hand, is there a baby like a basket of vegetables? The waiter and Xiao Tang who followed up took a breath of cold air, and no one dared to step forward.

The eighth rushed up to snatch back the swaddling clothes, carefully hugged them back into his arms, Wowo closed his eyes, his face was as usual, the eighth was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and his hand trembled and gently put it under the nose of Xiao Wowo to see if there was any breath.

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Dear friends, you have been on vacation these days, but since the first day, Xiao P has not taken a day off, working overtime in the unit, crying, rest assured, Xiao P must put at least one more chapter when he rests! It's only two chapters today! See you in five minutes.