He didn't forget the day she was drunk and hooked up with another man on the road.

A woman dressing up as a man to do business, drinking and socializing is indispensable, and it is conceivable that in the past ten years, this situation will only be more and not less.

Xu Weiqiu was already faintly aware of this man's anger, but she still insisted: "That is my hard work for nearly ten years, and it is impossible to close it." ”

Haifenglong's branches are blooming everywhere in the Dacheng Dynasty, raising thousands of people, how can it be said that it will be closed.

Zhao Yan looked at her and said indifferently: "Don't say that this Huaicheng is my territory, even this great inheritance has no place that my hand can't reach, I want this Haifenglong Guanzhang is not a matter of words." ”

This is to use his identity as the king of the tomb to pressure himself, Xu Weiqiu was trembling with anger:

"You dare ......?"

Zhao Yan ignored her anger, gently held her hand, and said softly: "Be my princess of Ling here with peace of mind, I won't treat you badly." ”

"I don't ......," she broke free.

Seeing this, the man frowned, obviously losing his patience:

"Then I want to see how high your Shen shopkeeper's means are, and whether you can keep this sea Fenglong."

With that, he shouted outside: "Someone is coming......

The guards guarding the door walked in quickly to listen to the order, and when they saw the angry and embarrassed look of the mistress, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Fang just glanced at it in a hurry, and it was obvious that the two of them were still hugging each other affectionately, why, after a while, the two people in the kung fu room changed from you and me to sabre-rattling?

"Your Highness......"

"The order goes down, from now on, without the consent of this king, Princess Ling is not allowed to step out of the palace for half a step."

I'm going to be grounded by him .......

Xu Weiqiu's eyes couldn't help but widen: "Zhao Yan, you can't imprison my personal freedom. ”

Zhao Yan didn't hear it, picked up the military book on the side and continued to read.

It seems that this man is determined to be embarrassed, Xu Weiqiu stomped his feet and turned around and walked out of the study angrily.

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Haitang walked into the house with the ginseng soup that had been stewed for two hours, and seeing that her master was not there, she went out again, glanced at Jin Nuo, who was wiping the porcelain bottle, and asked, "Jin Nuo, where is Madame?" ”

Jin Nuo stretched out his hand and pointed outside.

Begonia searched for the stew pot and finally found the person she was looking for in the quiet room.

But when she saw her master squatting on the ground, she didn't know what she was doing, and there were large and small pieces of wood around her, making a mess.

Begonia cautiously avoided these gadgets and came to her, and when she saw that she was holding a piece of wood in her hand and constantly polishing, she couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Ma'am, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing, make some gadgets."

sawing, drilling, hammering and chisel, ink fountain in front of you; There are a lot of tools that a carpenter should have...... It was a quiet room, and it was temporarily converted into a workshop.

Begonia really didn't know that his master could carpentry.

"Madam, let's drink the soup first, this ginseng soup chef has been stewed for several hours."

Xu Weiqiu was busy with his hands, and he didn't raise his head, but only responded: "Let it go first, I'll drink it later." ”

"This soup has to be drunk while it's hot."

Under the urging of Haitang, Xu Weiqiu had to stand up and drink the soup.

Begonia curiously walked over and picked up the wood she had made halfway, this thing was like a hand but not a hand, and after looking at it for a while, she couldn't see what it was, so she had to put it back in place.

Seeing that the master finished drinking the soup, wiped his mouth, squatted down again and started working.

Haitang couldn't help but shake her head, her master just couldn't be idle.

Ordinary women are punished by their husbands, and they usually cry and cry, but she, the master, has no trace of self-pity on her face, and in the blink of an eye, she began to stir up wood......

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Jingying Hall in the east of the Lingwang Mansion.

Two men dressed in palace guard uniforms stood in a stiff posture, guarding the door with a thunderous look.

From time to time there was the voice of the Master speaking in the room.

The guard Li on the left had just been transferred, and today was his first day on duty, and when he heard the content of the master's lecture, he couldn't help but look surprised.

After a while, he couldn't help but turn his head and whispered to his colleague on the right side and asked, "Have we learned the art of war?" ”

Guard Mo nodded: "It was ordered by His Highness." ”

Li was greatly surprised, the little prince was only seven or eight years old, and the children of this age also learned the "Book of Rites" and "Analects" or something, and their general actually let his son learn to set up formations, march troops, and siege cities.

It seems that this prince's son is not easy to be......

In the room, Zhao Yi sat at the desk, he liked to listen to the master talk about the art of war on weekdays, but today he was a little absent-minded.

Seeing that he was frequently distracted, the master shook his head and did not continue to speak, and left his school ahead of schedule.

Zhao Yi returned to his residence, and his cousin Baoji was very happy to see him come back early, and surrounded him to make trouble.

On weekdays, Zhao Yi likes to tease his little brother the most, but today he is a little annoyed.

After a while, my cousin Xiao Aiqin rushed over and said to the two of them excitedly: "Brother Yi, Brother Ji, you see what I found in my mother's bedroom......." ”

With that, she held up a large gadget in her hand.

The two looked at it and saw that it was a paper kite.

"Brother, let's go put paper kites." Little Aiqin's eyes were shining, and her red cheeks were very cute.

Zhao Yi couldn't raise his interest: "Sister, who will put paper kites on this cold day." ”

Xiao Aiqin was reluctant to hear it, and twisted her body: "Don't, I'll let it go." ”

Zhao Yi ignored him, so she came over and pulled the corner of his clothes and began to coquettishly: "Brother, Brother Haoyi, you can accompany me." ”

I really couldn't screw her, so the children went to the yard to put paper kites.

After Zhao Yi put the paper kite in the sky, he handed the thread to his sister and sat by alone to watch.

The two siblings, Aiqin and Baoji, shouted excitedly when they saw the paper kite flying high.

Yang heard the commotion and came over, and saw Zhao Yi sitting on the stone bench with his head down, and stepped forward and asked with concern, "What, who made our son unhappy?" ”

Zhao Yi looked back at her, pouted, and said after a while: "Aunt Yang, I heard that my mother was grounded by my father, is it true?" ”

Yang was slightly stunned, then nodded.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes.

The servants and grandmothers waiting around him always chew on the root of their tongues on weekdays, and he knows a little about those rumors. He is eight years old, just past the age of ignorance, and is very sensitive to these rumors.

In addition, he also heard some off-string sounds from the words of the aunt surnamed Gu last time, and he was even more uneasy.

Aunt Yang didn't say anything bad about his mother in front of him, but he just knew that Aunt Yang didn't like his mother.

His grandmother also told him that his mother was from a bad background, did not understand etiquette, and was a rough woman.

(End of chapter)