Of course, Mao Tongtong knew that Mao Chengyun was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and laughed for a while, coaxing him to be happy, and stayed with him for lunch, and then left with the children. （.）

When you're ready, all that's left is to pack your bags.

This Mao Tongtong also took the time to go to the palace to visit her best friend in this time and space, the queen mother.

Hearing that she was going to set off again, the queen was really envious, but it was more of a blessing.

They all know that it is not easy for women in this time and space, and they also know how rare it is for Mao Tongtong to go out to play like this.

"You are also a free and easy character, and you can't keep your footsteps even if you have grandchildren."

"If you had this opportunity, wouldn't you be tempted? I'm afraid you'll go as fast as I am! ”

"Hahaha, I guess it is!"

Both laughed. But I also know that the fourth master is now the emperor, and it is impossible to go out of Beijing like the eighth master. Moreover, the fourth master is in the prime of life, and it is impossible to hand over the throne to the crown prince now.

Of course, no one expected that the fourth master would really take the initiative to abdicate when he ascended the throne for ten years and take the queen out of Beijing, which is all a later story.

The eighth master is also saying goodbye to the ninth and tenth masters.

Back then, he took his two younger brothers to take the road to succession, but he didn't want him to retire from the court in the end, and the two younger brothers have now become ministers.

"Starling, how long are you going to leave this time?" The Tenth Master asked.

He actually wanted to go along. But it's not so easy to step into the court and then want to quit, and it depends on whether the fourth master agrees.

"The Chinese New Year is back. Yali is going to choose a forehead, and I probably won't go out next year. "The eighth master said.

"Ah, yes, Arry is older, too. Time flies! The tenth master sighed.

"Not really." The ninth master smiled and said, "Starling is a grandfather." ”

"You two don't have this day." The eighth master smiled.

The son of the ninth master family is still young, and the daughter has two adults. Hongwang, the eldest son of the tenth master's family, is not a few years younger, and it is time to pick up fortune.

I think back then, the three of them lived together in the elder brother's office, got up early every day to go to the study class, practiced riding and archery in the afternoon, and followed the Huang Ama battlefield and patrol when they were older, and they were more energetic at that time. I never thought that time would pass so quickly, and in a blink of an eye, everyone talked about children and grandchildren.

On this day, the eighth master chatted with the ninth and tenth masters for a long time, and did not return home until dinner.

"Did you drink today?"

As soon as the eighth master entered the door, Mao Tongtong smelled it.

"Well, drink some." The eighth master smiled, his cheeks slightly red.

Mao Tongtong didn't say anything, and hurriedly asked people to prepare hot water for the eighth master to wash. She knew that the ninth master, the tenth master, and the eighth master were the two younger brothers with the best relationship.

In the past few years, every time the eighth master returned to Beijing, he always had a few drinks with the ninth and tenth masters.

"Tongtong, when are we leaving? You're pretty much packed, right? The eighth master leaned lazily on the soft couch, and Mao Tongtong wiped his face.

"Well, it's almost cleaned up." Mao Tongtong replied: "I want to go on the eighth day of the new year." ”

The eighth day of the lunar month is also the day after tomorrow, and the yellow calendar says that it is suitable for travel. After so many years in ancient times, Mao Tongtong was also unknowingly infected with some behaviors.

"Well, Tongtong has arranged it, and the master will listen to you." The eighth master squinted slightly.

"It's really good to be a shopkeeper!" Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"Don't you listen to Tongtong?" The eighth master opened his eyes and looked at her.

"I've learned this trick, next time I say I'll listen to my master!" Mao Tongtong quipped.

Actually, she didn't bother much. Enough minions to pack up. It's not the first time they've gone out, and the minions have long since gotten used to it.

What the eighth master said was listening to her was the route and departure date. Anything else that should be prepared, the eighth master has actually arranged it.

Two days later, it was a fine day, and the family set off again. This time, it was Hongwang and his wife who stood at the door to send it off.

"Amma, Eniang, have fun all the way. Don't worry about the affairs of the house, there is a son here! Hongwang Road.

"Well, take care of the house." The eighth master didn't have many words. He is still very relieved about Hongwang.

Mao Tongtong went to look at the little grandson held by the nurse, the child was fleshy and was dreaming, his mouth was smashed twice, and a trace of saliva overflowed.

bowed his head and kissed him on the forehead, and Mao Tongtong got into the carriage.

"Amma, have you ever been to the desert? Let's talk about it first! "Yali a carriage excited.

She was looking forward to coming out to play, and now she finally got her wish.

"Of course I did." The eighth master smiled, the battle with the Mongols in the desert back then was not easy.

Recalling the past, I seem to hear the voice of the golden iron horse again.

At first, Yari asked questions, but gradually he became engrossed, so he did not speak, but listened attentively.

Mao Tongtong also listened very carefully. She only knew that the eighth master had been injured in that war, but she had never heard the eighth master mention it. At that time, she hadn't entered the palace yet!

The carriage went all the way out of Beijing to the northwest, getting farther and farther away from the bustling town, and sometimes there was no one on the road for most of the day.

"Amma, have we already entered Mobei?" Yali looked out the window at the vast expanse of uninhabited land.

"Not yet." The eighth master smiled, "But it's almost there." After two more days, I should be able to see your fourteenth uncle. ”

"Uncle Fourteen? Is it the one who has been in the Northwest Barracks? Chun'er's eyes lit up. Boys have always been interested in battlefield heroes.

The Fourteenth Master has guarded the northwest for many years, and has made many military exploits, which is a very special existence among the princes. Although he has not returned to Beijing for many years, his legend is indispensable in Beijing.

He and the fourth master are both from the current queen mother, and the elder brother became the emperor, but he, the younger brother, did not take the opportunity to get a good job in the capital, but stayed in the difficult northwest military camp, and I don't know why.

"How many fourteenth uncles do you have?" The eighth master looked at Chun'er funny.

"Amma, isn't Uncle Fourteen particularly tall?" Chun'er asked.

When the Fourteenth Master returned to Beijing before, Chun'er was still young, so although he had seen it, he had no impression.

"It seems to be Amagao." Yali recalled.

"Uncle Fourteen's riding and archery kung fu must be very powerful!" Chun'er's eyes lit up.

"Well, your fourteenth uncle was trained on the battlefield." The eighth master smiled: "You can go and ask for advice when the time comes." ”

Speaking of riding and archery kung fu, he was also good back then. It's just that it's rarely used for so many years, and it's a lot rusty. It's really not possible to practice every day like the Fourteenth Master.

"I don't know if Uncle Fourteen is willing to teach me!" Chun'er's heart was already excited.

"That's up to you." Eight Masters said.

His relationship with the Fourteenth Master is also good, but it is not as close as the Ninth Master and the Tenth Master. However, for so many years, the brothers rarely see each other, and I don't know if their temperament has changed.

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