The prince looked at Zhuo Yinfeng's face with embarrassment, and then showed a gentle smile to show comfort, and his tone softened a lot: "When his identity is determined in the future, he will be transferred back!" ”

Saying this, Zhuo Yinfeng's face was a little better, and he hurriedly thanked him!

He also doesn't like Zhuo Jinyu, but on the surface, he is his son-in-law, and if he is too embarrassed, his face will be as uncomfortable as if he has been slapped.

"Recently, the bandits in various places are very rampant when the New Year Festival is approaching, and a small group of bandits actually went to the outskirts of the city, stealing and robbing everywhere, and my father is very displeased!" The prince raised his eyes and looked at Chai Lie, "This prince has already gotten the news, that bandit is now at the foot of Queshan on the outskirts of the city, and it is not your Bing Yumen's business to suppress the bandits, but the merit of this errand can't let King Yi's military department rob it, you can bring someone to deal with it as soon as possible!" As for Nangong Mansion, he is not busy monitoring for the time being, and that person will not act rashly after being exposed for a while, so he will deal with the bandits first! ”

"Yes!" Chai Lie clenched his hands into fists and took the task very solemnly.

Now that there is nothing to do, the two of them also retreated!

And the first thing Chai Lie did after returning to the Ice Imperial Gate was to arrange the things that the prince ordered, and it was naturally Shao Sinan who led the team. Because of the hydrangea matter, Shao Sinan made a big mistake, and with Shao Sinan's ability, it was not a problem to eradicate a few bandits, and she urgently needed a to smooth out her mistakes.

From Yongcheng stretches for ten miles, a plain can not even find a tree, in spring and summer, the grass is green, the grass is like smoke mixed with countless wild flowers blooming, it is a good place for the kings and grandsons of the city to go green; In autumn and winter, the withered grass will fade into the sky, the universities will be frozen again, and there will be no people in this season.

And the moat flows slowly westward from the Yongcheng Taiye Pool, like a white line wrapped around the edge of this ten-mile plain, and the flow into the mountain forest is Queshan Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain are scattered a few peasant families, either hunting for a living, or farming to survive, and Shen Yunjing and his younger brother Shen Yunjiao live here all year round, relying on a pair of dexterous hand embroidery and weaving.

In the early years, the parents were still there, the father and mother loved the younger brother lively, and the family was happy, but the day was not off, with the death of both sick parents, the family gradually fell silent.

Sister Shen Yunqing has to work at the desk all day long to bear the livelihood of the family, although the younger brother can sometimes help his sister share some housework, but after all, it is a child who can't do much, so he can only study angrily in the hope of seeking fame in the future, so that his sister will not work hard.

But later, the younger brother found out that even if he was studying, he would not turn over, and others would study to make a name for themselves, which would be glorious to the ancestors, and the lintel would be stained, and if he read, it would be the crime of bullying the king, and it would lead to murder.

I was getting more and more depressed, and I wanted to learn embroidery from my sister, but my sister didn't teach herself, always telling him that reading is the right thing for people like him to do, and saying what flowers boys embroider, and every time such a perfunctory explanation always failed to convince himself to become more and more clear.

What makes my younger brother even more distressed is that my sister is in her early twenties, but she has not yet started a family, he understands in his heart that his sister can't let go of himself, every time he thinks of this, his brother feels a sour feeling in his heart, and he doesn't know what his sister thinks.

A few days ago, Shen Yunqing helped the little boy of the Yi Wangfu in the city to make a short jacket, and the embroidery pattern of the boy riding a white elephant on it was very popular with the princess, and she rewarded a lot, and she didn't have to worry about her livelihood for a while, and she could buy a few more books for her younger brother.

What surprised Shen Yunqing even more was that Princess Yi seemed to like her embroidery very much, and even wanted to invite her to work in the house, but Shen Yunqing said that she still had a younger brother to take care of, and if she wanted to go, she would have to bring her younger brother with her.

Of course, this was a tactful refusal, and the princess also understood it, and she didn't say much, and said that she went back to the house and invited King Yi's permission to come.

If you can really enter the palace of the king, it is not a bad thing, as long as the two sisters and brothers can be together, isn't it the same everywhere? What's more, King Yi is the prince of the dynasty, and after entering the palace, it may be helpful for him to inquire about it for many years.

This morning, the weather was gloomy, and the mountain air was already humid as we watched the lingering winter rain come with a cold air. Shen Yunqing hurriedly dyed the silk thread that was drying and returned to the room. But I didn't expect that in the afternoon, a few thin clouds wandered in the mountains and left, and after leaving, the sun was shining and breaking through the clouds.

I had no choice but to move the silk threads out one by one, and lay them on the bamboo strips to dry.

"How can it change like a doll's face on this day!" Shen Yunqing said while arranging the silk thread, her slender and weak body seemed to be unable to hold a fine linen long skirt, and the mountain wind came and spread out long, like the long wings of a white crane.

The courtyard surrounded by earthen walls was empty, except for a few long bamboo poles with various colors of embroidery thread hanging on them, like a rainbow falling from the sky, gently waving with the wind to turn up wave after wave of colorful ripples.

The younger brother was flipping through the books under the eaves, his hair as black as satin combed into the corners, and the headband slapped on his face with the shaking of his head. The sunlight shining on the white pages was a little dazzling, and Shen Yunjiao couldn't sit still.

Listening to my sister's voice, I looked up and saw my sister's sleeves rolled up high, and her hands were plain white, flying back and forth on various silk threads like a beating butterfly.

And my sister's beautiful and gentle face was flushed with red because of the sun's rays, which was more beautiful than those colorful silk threads.

Shen Yunjiao's eyes lit up, and the book in his hand was lost, and he hurriedly ran over to help his sister straighten the silk thread together and said, "This day has become better!" If the sun is good, my sister's thread will be dried well, and my sister will be happy! ”

Shen Yunqing's face sank, and she pulled out the silk thread that her brother was holding in her hand, and her words were a little displeased: "If my brother can concentrate on reading, my sister will be even happier in her heart!" ”

Shen Yunjiao blinked her eyes, and her mouth curled up to bring naughty: "Sister, I'm tired of watching it, I want to rest for a while, let me help you do it for a while!" ”

Shen Yunqing stopped what she was doing, looked at her younger brother, and saw that his puffy face was hidden in the colorful silk threads, like a flower, a pair of dark eyes were blinking at him, and his long eyelashes were like the low wings of a black butterfly.

And the book he had read before was being thrown on the table at random, and several inner pages were folded together in a haphazard manner.

How could she not know her own brother.

"Alright! You'll help your sister do it for a while! Shen Yunqing shook her head helplessly, but there was a gentle smile on her lips, such a smile, Shen Yunqing looked at it in her eyes like the warm sunshine in the sky shining warmly into her heart.

Since he was a child, his favorite thing to watch is his sister's smile, which is as gentle as his mother's mother.

"Sister!" Shen Yunjiao couldn't help but exhale softly.

"Hmmm! Can I help you? ”

"I'm thirteen this year!"

"That's right! Thirteen! What's wrong? Shen Yunqing raised her head from a pile of embroidery threads and looked at her younger brother, her younger brother's immature face was full of solemnity that did not match his age.