Compared with Gonggong Xu's anxiety, the Marquis of Yongning's mansion lived very comfortably.

In half a month, it was time to buy and buy, and it was time to welcome guests, Mrs. Hou also made an appointment with a few old sisters, went out to walk around, and enjoyed the flowers.

Everything is the same as before.

Ji finished his business, and after listening to Mama Wang's reply, he went to see the old lady.

"The number of people guarding the vicinity is three percent less than at most," Ji said with a smile, "The spiritual head is not as good as before." ”

Mrs. Hou bowed her head, no surprise at this: "Wait and see, in another ten days and half a month, there will be more lazy people." ”

Stalking, that's what it's all about.

From morning to night, if you can't stare at a flower, everyone will be lazy.

"You can see it accurately," Ji flattered, straightened up again, and said in a low voice, "All the preparations are done step by step, and if there is any situation, we can deal with it." ”

Mrs. Yongning Hou said: "Very good. ”

Waiting for Ji to leave, Mrs. Hou went out of the house and moved her muscles in the yard.

Speaking of which, she hadn't practiced it well in years.

For the sake of physical health, waving an arm and kicking a leg on weekdays did not fall, but to say more, it was negligent.

That day, after listening to Yongning Hou talk about the reasons for all parties, Mrs. Hou tried to lift the long knife.

Only then did I find that her hand strength could only be lifted, but she couldn't dance.

It's no wonder that she was negligent in practice a few years ago.

I really can't imagine that she, an old woman, still has to play at such an age.

Practicing martial arts, there is nothing that can be done overnight, and it is not easy to pick it up again.

Mrs. Hou is very aware of her own situation, and she does not expect to say that she can split the mountain with a knife when she encounters trouble, but she must not drag her children and grandchildren back.

During this time, she has been exercising.

Day after day, she can feel her progress, which makes her more energetic.

"Bring me my broadsword." Mrs. Hou said.

Cai Wei looked delicate, and she didn't have any strength in her hands, so she came with a big knife in her hand.

Mrs. Hou lifted it up and slammed it on the ground!

The spring wind blew in her face, with a faint fragrance of flowers, blowing away her already gray sideburns, but she was in a trance, as if she had returned to decades ago.

At that time, there was no Great Zhou.

Zhao Hui is their lord.

Qin Yin went out with the lord, and she Qin Du stayed in the station, and together with the daughters of the other soldiers, she kept the rear in order.

At that time, life was difficult and wars were frequent, which was far less comfortable, comfortable and comfortable than in recent years.

But every time she thinks about it, the bitterness is still full of sweetness.

It was really, glorious years.

She's fought like that.

She's old, but the feeling of being young has come back.

Full of life.

Far west, the Marquis of Yongning finally arrived at the Flying Gate.

Feng Zhong brought someone to greet him.

Qin Wei remembered his father's body the most, stepped forward to support him, almost half-supported and half-standing, and sent Yongning Hou to the big tent.

Mao Gu'an, Liu Ben and others had long heard that Yongning Hou was ill, and they couldn't help frowning when they saw this.

It seems that the old marquis is the way back by himself, but in fact, it is his son who carries his body

Feng Zhong's eyes were red.

He knew what Yongning Hou was like when he first fell ill.

It is said that after these days, not to mention a complete recovery, it can be much better, so why do you have to walk with someone on your shoulder?

To put it bluntly, it was the unstable war at the border pass, and the old marquis was tired all the way, delaying his illness.

Qin Yin motioned for several people to sit down and asked, "What about Anbei Hou and Lin Xiaozi?" Why didn't you see them? ”

Feng Zhong said: "The Marquis of Anbei is guarding the city wall today, and before the shift is changed, the Duke of Dingguo led people out of the customs to investigate, and came back at night. ”

Because Yongning Hou was coming to take over, after Feng Zhong received the news, he did not blindly organize an attack, but focused on intelligence gathering.

Xiliang also slowed down after laying down Yushakou, and seemed to be waiting for Nanshu's help.

However, they have not relaxed their defense of Yushakou, and once Da Zhou wants to play, it may be the same as the previous time.

Feng Zhong sent a lot of scouts out.

Lin Fan took the initiative to ask to go and went out to investigate, and also wanted to know more about the situation outside the customs.

"He said, what he learned and understood before is no more than seeing it with his own eyes, so I let him go" Feng Zhong said, and found that Yongning Hou's spirit was not very concentrated, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The old marquis's body must be very tired.

Feng Zhong said: "You come all the way, why don't you rest first?" ”

Qin Yin was indeed not very comfortable.

At first, I took a boat, which was so spacious, but I changed carriages in the second half, which was really exhausting.

The carriage is so big that he can't even stretch his legs and feet, which is terrible for an old man who practices boxing every day.

I can't go down, so I ride a horse directly.

Unfortunately not.

endured all the way to the Flying Gate, it was really to the limit, and every bone was calling.

Hearing this, he nodded: "The old bones are really bumpy, okay, the old man will lie down for a while." ”

The others withdrew one after another, but Qin Wei remained, full of worry.

Qin Yin kicked his boots, lay on the couch, stretched his waist and legs, and glanced at his son.

Yes.

The rest of the family knew about it, and this son was still kept in the dark.

Qin Yin wanted to explain to Qin Wei, but the big tent in this army was no better than at home, and no matter how low his voice was, he was afraid that people would hear a few words.

Let's not talk about it for now

That's it, it's strange that Qin Wei can't be blamed.

"Ahem," Yongning Hou cleared his throat, "The old man is fine, but the carriage is tired and panicked." ”

Qin Wei looked at the old father.

A healthy person will also get tired after sitting in a carriage for such a long time, not to mention that his father is sick.

As for whether there is anything to do, my father has always been "okay".

Yongning Hou knew that he couldn't listen, and said, "Everything is fine at home, and you don't have to worry about your mother here." ”

Qin Wei nodded again.

Yongninghou pointed to the pouch and said, "Ah Luan has prepared a peace charm, it is in a wooden box, you take it." ”

Qin Wei followed his words, found the wooden box, opened it, and couldn't help but be stunned: "So many? ”

Thick stack.

Qin Yin's eyes were red when he looked at it, and his guilt of hiding his son was washed away, and he snorted: "Who said it was all for you?" You just take a few of them, and give the rest to Lin boy. ”

Qin Wei's brows furrowed.

How can Dingguo Gong take away the big head?

The old father's heart is so towards outsiders?

Before leaving, Ah Luan gave him some, and said that he would draw it later, and the idea would be brought to Feimenguan.

This is his daughter's intention, and Qin Wei cherishes it in every way.

Now, the follow-up piggybacks are here.

Ah Luan knew that the peace charms he had worked so hard to draw were only a few in his father's hands?

"Are you sure," Qin Wei pondered his words, "Are you sure you didn't say the opposite?" ”

"Reluctantly?" Yongning Hou asked rhetorically, smiled, and said, "I can't help it." ”

Seeing this, Qin Wei sighed secretly.

My father has spoken, what else can I do?

Qin Yin was lying on the couch, blowing his beard.

If you can't give it, you have to give it.

Alas!