Chapter 098: The red-clothed horse is southwest, and the light clothes are walking simply

It is said that Qingpu has just been idle from the work of this palace test, because his father and sister father and daughter are going to the southwest border, and they need to help their mother take care of the complicated affairs of the family.

Emperor Li Jing called the father and daughter into the palace to explain, told everything to be careful, and asked Qingluo to return to Beijing as soon as possible after some training, so he sent the two all the way to the gate of Antai before returning to the Zichen Palace.

"Luo'er, don't dress so ostentatious, when the time comes, you will provoke people's eyes, and you will invite trouble again!" Seeing her daughter dressed in red, although she was very sassy, the mother was worried.

"Mother, Luo'er has grown up, where can you still be the same as when you were a child, you don't have to worry about it anymore ......"

"I don't have to worry, your father is careless, and you are not more meticulous than Ye Zi, this time you and your father are thousands of miles away from the Southwest Sword Gate, where can I not worry?" Father and brother are not idle people, how can Bai Lan go simply, "Your father doesn't care about weekdays, even if you ask, I don't know ......"

"You bring this picture, the pen on it, all the shops under your mother's name, when I have no time to take care of it on weekdays, my brother is in charge, stop on the road, these can keep your father and daughter safe." Bai Lanyu said, taking out a palm-sized silk scroll from the box on the side, "Your brother copied it with you last night." ”

Qingluo took it, put it in his sleeve, and then picked up a piece of tea from the side, and said with a smile, "Mother, then I will set off with my father." ”

"Don't thank your brother, he's also very tired these days, don't want to quarrel with him again." After a while, the mother had already wrapped the pastry with the rice paper on the side and handed it to Qingluo, "Take it well, so as not to be greedy on the road." ”

Tie the bracers on his hands tighter, Qingluo bowed his head, took the pastry bag handed by his mother, and went out to lead the horse with his father.

The twilight was dim, the curtains were half rolled, the lights and candles in the house were bright, and the door was lightly closed, but there was no one in the house.

—Sanjiang County•Liuzhou Road—

The Holy Dynasty Meiji, the prefectural order personally elected by Li Jing did not go wrong in the end. Sanjiang County, which used to be chaotic, became the hinterland of Beihai County's maritime trade, but now it is prosperous and peaceful.

"Young Zhuang Master, you will indeed not have any trouble sending Xuan Gongzi to Jingzhao......

Jiang Qingji, the owner of Jining Villa, who has experienced the rivers and lakes and the change of a dynasty, has become the older generation from the younger generation at this time.

Although Jiang Qingji has lived his own small life over the years, he has also handed over major affairs to his daughter, and he is not very involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but his reputation is still well-known.

Fang just met the old man here, and he didn't know where to go, so he only left Ning Yu in the teahouse to wait.

"Young owner?"

The accompanying female disciple called twice in a row, and Ning Yu reacted, "What's the matter?" I'm thinking about it. ”

"Young Zhuang Master, if you let the missing son go to Jingzhao alone, there will be no problems on the way, but that Mo Gongzi in Jingzhao is really so credible, and it is worth your help several times?"

"Besides, that Mo Gongzi has an excellent understanding, before coming to the village, I saw his moves, he should not have practiced martial arts systematically, but he can save people with me, it is indeed not simple" Ning Yu took a sip of tea, and refilled half a cup for the female disciple sitting opposite, "But in those days in the village, my mind was pure, and there would be no mistakes." ”

"But Na Mo Gongzi is six or seven years younger than you, the young master, and he can already easily subdue others...... Did the young owner ever think that such a thoughtful person could be trapped in the house by such a weak father and brother? ”

"If it is a big game of chess played by his father's brother, it is precisely for the sake of coercing the power of the rivers and lakes that he becomes a powerful minister, what should he do?"

What the female disciple who accompanied her was good, but in the end, she overestimated Su Zexun's father and son, and also underestimated the status of this blood and family relationship in Su Chengmo's eyes.

As he spoke, Jiang Qingji walked up the stairs and returned to the second floor of the teahouse, "Yu'er, let's go." ”