Shi Jinhua thought about it and felt that ~ the medicine given by Banhang was quite suitable......

Being frightened like this, it is estimated that the cave room is a little stressed......

thereupon

The maids brought away the decanting soup and incense one after another......

Not more than half a pillar of incense......

The huge courtyard is full of the voices of all kinds of villains......

Get it, the guards just exit the yard, nonsense......

Everyone is a normal person, this kind of collective music......

Do you listen, try?

Bah!

Damn it, don't treat them as human beings!

Liu Zexuan didn't show up, but the gift arrived......

Qian Rushui thinks:

If people don't come, it's okay, if you can't be polite, look for death!

Liu Zexuan is now busy with his feet not touching the ground, and his business is getting bigger and bigger......

People are also running farther and farther, the letter from Mama Hui ......

Three days after flying out, he was shot down by a slingshot by a bear child in the village......

By the river, when roasting and eating, his mouth said:

"It's so fragrant, second baby, I'll fight next time!"

"Hmm!"

This pigeon meat is Nenha!

At this time, a little girl asked:

"What about this?"

Three bear children, you see, I see, and finally decided:

"Hey, I don't understand, it's burned!"

As he spoke, he threw it directly into the fire......

The flames suddenly jumped up, and the three children who shone were blushing......

Hehe......

Liu Zexuan:

……

Good boy!

Early the next morning, Ma Qian and his family quietly ......

The second tube ran to find Qian Rushui and said:

"Childe, there's a monk at the door."

Qian Rushui took his feet off the desk and asked:

"Say."

"I just said that I was entrusted by others to send congratulatory gifts to Brother Tian."

"What about people?"

"Put it down and go."

"Entrusted by whom?"

"Relieved or empty, small, didn't hear clearly."

Qian Rushui's mind turned, and his heart said:

Pheasant?

But

"Send it to them."

"Hey."

The second tube turned around and went to distribute the congratulatory gifts, and said in his heart:

This group of second goods, this dear, is not in vain!

The gift received is enough for ordinary people to use for several lifetimes!

It's still a great childe!

At noon, when the sun is hot......

There was a tomb drum from the palace......

Qian Rushui opened his squinted eyes and said in his heart:

He's dead?

Shi Jinhua walked in and said:

"Childe, the old emperor is gone."

"Oh~"

No matter how immortal she is, she thinks this person is very durable......

In the house, I quickly put away the belongings of yesterday's relatives and hung up a white cloth......

Qian Rushui reluctantly changed into court clothes and hurriedly entered the palace......

What are you going to do?

Cry for the old emperor......

Wang Fatzi drank yesterday and drank too wildly......

Today, like dead pork, he fell asleep on the bed......

Wang Yang had no choice but to arrange for someone to hang up the white sails......

Li Yuanan looked at Emperor Daqing who closed his eyes......

In my heart, I am empty......

"Your Majesty, please mourn."

Li Yuan'an said:

People are going to die after all, what is the mourning?

Because, he will have such a day!

Looking at the three sons kneeling beside him......

Get!

Years later, his son knelt beside his corpse and said:

People are going to die after all!

Ouch!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this son was also unreliable!

Never mind!

Let's make do with it!

After the funeral of Emperor Daqing, the entire imperial capital was particularly deserted......

In the blink of an eye, the last yellow leaf on the tree, stubbornly ~ ended his life......

The wind is cold, and the first heavy snow of early winter is quite unique......

In the morning, it is like dandruff, and at noon, it is like playing cotton.

In the afternoon, it is like the fluff of a duck's butt, and it is late at night......

Ouch, I'll go!

People, no more!

When I got up early the next morning, I scolded and cleaned up the yard.

The kitchen is also busy...... The money looked backwards like underwater, and looked up:

Yo ho!

I went, and it was snowing again!

Shi Jinhua held an umbrella and blocked Qian Rushui's sight......

"It's cold, let's go home."

"Hmm."

If you don't go home, you won't have anywhere to go!

Emperor Daqing, not long after he died, on the bright side, the people of the imperial capital are still very awe......

This scene happened to be seen by Zhao Qimin, who had just come out......

Shake and put it, put it and shake it!

This goods, during the recuperation period, Master Zhao said:

"Some people, this is the fate! You can't fight the sky, can you? ”

You don't have the Buddha as a backer, and you don't have the wishful golden hoop stick......

Just an ordinary person, life and death are not up to you, let alone something in the marriage book?

Besides, people have the goods of Ruyi golden hoop sticks, haven't they been pressed by the Buddha for 500 years?

You?

Kind of fart?

Zhao Qimin was curious, how did his own Lao Tzu see it......

However, this goods, did not ask!

Now, Zhao Qimin is more official, in his words:

Some people, roads, and God have all arranged them!

His son, as an official, is very good.

The days went on so silently, in the blink of an eye......

In the village, the ~ year pig began to be killed......

The children ran around excitedly, scared and wanted to see ......

The uncles who were killed pigs beat and scolded and drove away......

The old village chief is still used to wandering around the village and coming down in a circle......

Liu Jiang often has to find an hour, why?

Because, this village is too big, and after he finishes walking around the first village, he will go to the second village......

especially

Now he is busy killing pigs, and he always eats pig-killing dishes at other people's houses......

After a long time, Liu Jiang will not look for it, because there will always be a descendant who will send his Lao Tzu back......

Seventy doesn't stay overnight, so before dark, his father must go home on time.

However, the old village chief, the favorite, still went to sit at the gate of the stone nerd's house......

Looking at the road into the village, I often wandered, and I saw the old village chief, who slept more and woke up less......

Frightened, hurry up and send news to Shi Jinhua......

Heart:

It is estimated that the old village chief is dying......

When Shi Jinhua received the letter, he had already left the Lantern Festival......

The snow hadn't melted yet, but when I received the letter, I panicked......

ran to discuss with Wei Quanshu, and in the end, Wei Quanshu chose to stay in the imperial capital......

Now, he can still move, and this little son will raise him by himself......

Qian Rushui also sent a letter to the Ministry of War, and the three-year filial piety period was ......

She's going to have to go back to the Northwest......

When the military department Shangshu saw it, he immediately ran to find Li Yuanan......

Li Yuanan is unwilling! What to do?

The military department Shangshu said on the side:

"Your Majesty, you can't go without a soldier for a day!"

Li Yuanan:

You know a!

When Hu Tu saw it, he immediately understood, this stupid master didn't want Lord Qian to be too far away from him......

But

"Fourth master, when the time comes, don't let the money go......"

The soldiers at the border should be suspicious!

Li Yuanan was depressed, but he also had to agree......

Heart:

Now, it's a cheap stone nerd!

After the money is approved, good guys......

Left the imperial capital overnight, and after Zhao Qimin reacted......

The man who has run away is gone......

The lonely road back home, the snow under his feet, issued:

Crunch crunch

As soon as the wind blew, I instantly felt that it was so cold on this day......

When I walked to the door, I suddenly saw a swaddling baby on the snow......

The child was eating his hands, his eyes were cold, and he was smart......

Zhao Zhong walked over, picked up the child distressedly, looked around, and said:

"Who! It's a cold day! How can you be willing to lose your child? ”

On the street, there were only a few people, and all that answered him was the whirring cold wind......

Zhao Qimin saw a letter on the child's chest and opened it......

Scared, take a step back......

looked at the baby in disbelief, and said:

"This ......"

His daughter?

He? He suddenly has a daughter?

On the letter, there are only the eight characters of the child's birth date and the name of the biological mother......

Big, name, written:

Song Minrou!

Zhao Zhong was puzzled and asked:

"Young Master?"

"Nothing."

As he spoke, he took the child and held it in his arms......

Day by day, I suddenly found that this child had a rich shadow on his eyebrows......

I was puzzled, and after a check, I realized that Song Minrou and Qian Rushui were related......

Song is the surname of Qian Qinsheng's mother, no wonder, there will be some similarity......

Since then, I have loved this girl even more......

------Off topic------

You, you, it's over, and I'm still reluctant, I hope I will prolong it some~

What to do? Pamper for a while!

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