If it was in the past, Nanquan would have commanded such a name to scare White Pearl, but her mood has changed today, and she came to a tea shop at the appointed time early. Although there is no signboard, she knows that this is Bai Lin's industry, hehe, Xiao Eleven is becoming more and more capable. But Madame Pearl only smacked slightly, and stepped in.

In a tearoom sat a middle-aged man, with an elegant appearance, handsome facial features, a Lingyun scarf on his head, a pine-green indigo-edged straight jacket, and a silk silk with plum blossoms tied around his waist. A wash of killing atmosphere, like an elegant and leisurely celebrity.

Madame Pearl just wanted to greet and stood on the spot, half-open mouth as if she had seen a ghost, if Li Chun was more than twenty years old, if Li Chun grew up in a stable and good environment, it should be like this.

When Yan Yun saw Madame Pearl like this, she didn't have to ask anymore to know the answer. People who have seen Li Chun have the same reaction when they see him again, which shows that the two are really similar. He couldn't help but wonder if there was another self in this world, perhaps his own flesh and blood.

Yan Xu and Yan Hui are only five points like themselves, and their two sons are even more squeamish like Biyan because they have been pampered by Biyan since childhood. And the two daughters are not very similar to themselves, this young man named Li Chun not only sounds like himself, but also has a similar personality.

Yan Yun is the one who leads the troops, and Li Chun is also in charge of the armed forces of Swallow Island. Yan Yun was interested in firearms when he was a hundred households in Southeast Province, and he often exchanged firearms with Frankie Yang monks and sailors about the production and use of firearms; Li Chun said that he played with firearms very well, so although he had been here for almost three years, he had never attacked Swallow Island easily. I heard that there is a musket team on Swallow Island, and the island is also equipped with two artillery pieces.

Suddenly, Yan Yun was a little looking forward to seeing this young man named Li Chun.

Xu Yu, his wife, is a girl with an impeccable background, and her appearance does not seem to be bad. Yan Yun couldn't remember the appearance of his first wife in a blur, he was only eighteen years old when he got married, and Xu Yu was even younger, just over sixteen years old. The brides all seemed to be the same, all of them were overwhelmingly red, their heads were covered with dazzling jewelry, their faces were covered with thick fat powder, their mouths were painted blood-red, and their eyebrows were heavily drawn.

He was often drunk too much wine at night in the cave room, and he didn't have time to take a good look at what his wife was like.

As the concubine of the Guogong Mansion, Xu Yu knows that she wants to be the head mother of the same status family in the future, and she has received relevant parenting and feeding matters since she was a child, and she has all the excellent qualities of the ladies and nobles of the family.

Yan Yun had never seen her wake up later than herself in his memory, and whenever he woke up, Xu Yu was already dressed, dressed up and ordering breakfast. He always saw a delicate and decent woman with powdered grease and elaborate eyebrows, and they all seemed to have sex according to a certain pattern, and her hair must not be messy, she would not make a sound of disidentification, and she must be neatly dressed in profane clothes. He was also polite and gentle with his wife, Dunlun, and everything was in line with the etiquette and the upbringing of the class they were in.

She can make the old lady laugh out loud, make the old marquis nod his beard, and she immediately conceived a child for herself, and he has no dissatisfaction with such a wife. It's just that as time went by, he was not impressed. Most of the lords' houses in the capital are like this, Xu Yu, Zhang Yu, Li Yu, Wang Yu, the same makeup, the same clothes, sitting in an orderly manner, speaking softly and slowly. The same smile that changes everywhere, and the same maneuver between the in-laws and concubines.

Yan Yun didn't hate Xu Yu, and he was also sad about her murder, even if Duke Jing Ning later found trouble with him every once in a while, he just hated Old Duke Jing Ning and had no opinion on Xu Yu. Every year during the New Year's holidays, I also remember to give her incense, and the dojo rituals that should be done have never been missed. He just didn't remember Xu Yu very well, whether she was long or short, round or flat, all blurred under the delicate fat powder makeup and a red dress.

As for his first child, Yan Xi, it is called this name in the family tree. A little shame swelled up a little, he had never seen this son before.

The Marquis of Guangping was passed to Yanyun for the fifth generation, and the fifth generation of the gentleman Ze was beheaded. If he didn't have an outstanding performance, he would be the last prince of Guangping, so he went to Southeast Road for half a year after his marriage. Xu Yu is pregnant and he is not around when he gives birth, he only knows that he has a son through family letters, very good, very good, nineteen-year-old he is full of spirit, he feels full of energy, he has to continue the title for this son.

Ah Hu was born in September, the day was as hot as a furnace, the child cried very loudly, and his father said that he was an autumn tiger. Ah Hu's name is naturally to ask his father-in-law to take it, and his father-in-law is afraid that Ah Hu will not bear it when he is young, and he will be named after he reaches one year old. But my father loves Ah Hu very much, and he has a heart for his fists, so the concubine uses this milk name.

The child is extremely robust and needs two nursing mothers. The temperament is very great, because the nurse is a little slow and actually cries endlessly, and would rather starve than use this person to breastfeed, so he has to change people. The husband is a person with elegance, and the concubine is not a concubine, I really don't know where Ah Hu's violent temperament comes from.

These paragraphs in Xu Yu's letter are the clearest in Yan Yun's memory, and he can recite them like a stream to this day. These passages are more vivid and vivid than at any time, the spring breeze that gave birth to her eldest son is overflowing, she is surprised and proud of her son's performance, and she can't help but show her admiration for her father, you must know that Xu Yu was only eighteen years old at the time, and he was a half-old child.

Ah Hu is one year old, and he has a name called Yan Xi, and the next generation of heirs of the Marquis of Guangping is officially added to the family tree. No matter how many children you have, the meaning of the eldest son is different.

Yan Yun has a good future in Southeast Province and will not return to the capital in the short term. As a housewife, Xu Yu considered whether to send a concubine or a family to the southeast to reunite, so that the next child of the Hou Mansion would still come from her belly.

The old marquis made a decision that he regretted for the rest of his life: both of you should go. Don't detain the children in the well of the capital, our family started with military merits, and the boys have been beaten and opened their eyes since they were young, and they can't be like a girl.

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It was late at night, the candles burned out, Yan Yun didn't call anyone and didn't move, just sat quietly in the study. For the first time, I tried very hard to recall the face of my wife. He recalled the description in Xu Yu's original letter bit by bit, and imagined that child, his first child, with a few words.

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Mrs. Liu has never hated Hu Ximao as much as she does now, she didn't hate Hu Ximao when she ran away from her fine hair, after all, Hu Ximao ran back to her after eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling and squandering it, and cried bitterly and begged for forgiveness. But this thief who cut off her brains and died of plague for eighteen generations of her ancestors actually caused her to be in prison when she was old, which is really unbearable.

Mrs. Liu took out all the unique skills of scolding all her life, and the messenger couldn't bear to listen to it, and secretly shed tears of sympathy for this Hu Xiaomao.

Bai Lin tasted the famous local steamed anchovies, slept a good nap, drank a pot of this year's new tea, and then walked back from the outside, he asked the officer: "Has she rested?" ”

Cha Ya didn't know the true identity of this blue-eyed beautiful young man, and only called her an adult in general terms, "My lord, this woman didn't make a sound three moments ago, probably because she was thirsty, and the villain deliberately didn't give her water." ”

Bai Lin patted him on the shoulder and signaled that he was doing a good job. Mrs. Liu was brought out, sat on the ground, patted her thighs and cried with a broken gong: "Is there any reason for this, I am innocent, why should I arrest it alone, that baby is none of my business, it is all made by Hu Ximao, and I didn't take the money from selling the doll, it was all Hu Ximao, and it should be killed." ”