He Fang was sad on his face, but he was happier than anyone else in his heart.

He got rid of the biggest stumbling block that hindered him from inheriting the Great Unification, and he didn't know how happy he was, as long as he thought of the scene of that day, He Fang couldn't sleep happily.

In this way, he is one step closer to the throne.

He still doesn't know what happened in the capital, and if he does, I'm afraid he won't be able to find a place to cry.

As the generals and princes who returned triumphantly, they bathed and changed their clothes and entered the palace to face the saints.

Since Emperor Jingrun learned that He Xiao died in the Xiongnu, he locked himself in the imperial study every day except for the court, and now He Fang and Jiang Qingfeng returned triumphantly, so he came out for a walk.

Sitting in the car, Emperor Jingrun went to the highest attic in the capital, he looked down from the attic, and could take in the eyes of the capital, looking at the lives of ordinary people, he thought about whether the decisions he made were right.

The most valued son died on the battlefield, and it hit him a little hard.

There was no suitable heir, no suitable heir he was optimistic about, and in just a few days, his sideburns were a little whiter.

Looking at the crowd of beings, his previous firm choices seemed to have become unfirm.

The father-in-law beside him reminded him that He Fang and Jiang Qingfeng had arrived.

Emperor Jingrun returned to the imperial study from the attic, and the two had been waiting at the door for a while.

"Meet the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The two of them performed the standard salute and knelt on the ground.

In the cold winter, the ground is extremely cold.

It took a long time for Emperor Jingrun to think of the two kneeling on the ground, "Flat, flat." ”

"I am happy that this war has been won, but I have lost a pair of children in this war...... Jiang Aiqing, let go, you have all made meritorious contributions, I have already ordered someone to prepare the reward and go and get it yourself. ”

Jiang Qingfeng knelt on the ground and thanked Long En.

Emperor Jingrun left He Fang behind.

He Xiao is both civil and military, and he can fight three of the most elite soldiers in Shangyang, and die on the battlefield, this possibility is indeed very great, Xu is Emperor Jingrun is too sad to believe that He Xiao died on the battlefield.

He turned around, turned his back to He Fang, put his hand on the dragon chair, and stroked the carved lifelike dragon inch by inch, his heart was infinitely sad.

"Fang'er, how did Xiao'er die?"

He didn't mention the second princess, and he could see that in Emperor Jingrun's heart, he didn't have the status of the second princess at all, and the second princess was like a stranger to him.

If you want to talk about Emperor Jingrun, he is ruthless and affectionate, cold-blooded and kind, and very contradictory.

He Fang's heart was weak for a moment, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Emperor Jingrun, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already calm, and he didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations.

Those who achieve great things are not informal.

"Back to my father, when we rushed into Shan Yuting, the fifth emperor brother was surrounded by the Huns in order to save me, two punches and four feet, when the son rescued the emperor, he just vomited blood, couldn't say half a word, and not long after, he died."

Emperor Jingrun looked at the calligraphy and painting, and forgot to be confused, is that so? Did his Xiao Er really die like this?

The atmosphere in the palace was gloomy, but the General's Mansion was different.

Jiang Qingfeng came back, Qin Lan didn't have to eat and chant Buddha every day, and when he returned to the General's Mansion, the family was finally reunited, laughing and laughing around the dining table.

Jiang Yue followed Jiang Qingfeng, chased him and asked if he had encountered anything along the way, He Xuan looked at her too strictly, she couldn't get out, even if she could get out, He Xuan would definitely accompany her.

Qin Lan sandwiched a piece of braised pork and put it in Jiang Qingfeng's bowl, and glanced at Jiang Yue, "Your father just arrived home, can't you let him eat first?"

"Yes, yes, dad, eat quickly, tell me after eating."

After that, Jiang Yue also sandwiched a lot of dishes in Jiang Qingfeng's bowl, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

After a long time, this dinner ended in the feeding of Jiang Yue and Qin Lan, and Jiang Qingfeng didn't give Jiang Yue anything to do, so he locked himself in the study.

Jiang Yue is like a monk who can't figure out his head.

At the same time, the Grand Prince's Mansion.

With a "snap", the fine blue and white porcelain water bottle in the house was smashed to the ground, as if this was not enough to vent the anger in his heart, and kicked the person next to him to the ground.

"Rubbish, it's all rubbish!"

Now that the Red Court can't make a profit normally, who did all this? How can the people behind the scenes take him to death? Isn't it possible to grow an eye on him?

The Red Courtyard was his last hole card, and all his financial resources depended on the Red Courtyard, and the bows and arrows he had customized were almost completed, but he no longer had enough money to pay for his wages.

Who the hell did it?!

The butler whispered something in his ear.

His eyes sank, his brow furrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the butler beside him.

Beside him, the butler looked down at his toes respectfully, not daring to look up at He Fang.

He has followed He Fang for so many years, not only is He Fang a housekeeper, but also He Fang's hidden military advisor, and he often gives He Fang advice.

He has been He Fang's housekeeper for so many years, so he naturally knows He Fang's temper, and if he doesn't look at him at this time, he won't blame him if he is respectful.

"Lord, in this situation, the old slave thinks that this matter is not bad for us, and the green mountains are here, and I am not afraid of no firewood."

"You stand down first." He Fang waved his hand and motioned for the housekeeper to go out.

When the housekeeper went out, he was the only one left in the room.

The next day, He Fang was waiting for someone in the Red Courtyard early, and he had already used the old bustard to pass the word, saying that he wanted to talk about the specific price.

He Fang brought a hat, a prince opened a green building, this matter is not good, in addition, I don't know who the other party is, it's better not to reveal your identity.

He Xuan and Luo Xiaotian still looked like big men, and walked into the Red Courtyard with the steps of not recognizing their six relatives.

The old bustard took them to the private room.

As soon as He Fang and the others sat down, He Fang began to talk about the price, He Fang felt that five thousand taels was not suitable, and wanted the price to be higher.

He Xuan looked embarrassed, and after thinking for a moment, he agreed.

In fact, 5,000 miles is enough to pay for the money of a bow and arrow, and once people encounter an opportunity, they begin to want more, and their greedy nature is revealed.

and he shall add seven thousand taels.

Luo Xiaotian secretly calculated that the funds they could liquid now were only seven thousand five hundred taels in total, and He Fang would ask for seven thousand taels at once, which was really a bit much.

When He Fang proposed the price of seven thousand taels, why bothered that the temperature around him plummeted, his eyes were cold and scary, and he pushed a transfer letter in front of He Fang.

"Since you ask for seven thousand taels, then seven thousand miles, our two brothers are not fools, whether this Qinglou can be operated in the future is another matter, you take the word now, and our brothers will give you my money immediately."

The fact that the Red Courtyard was able to sell for a high price of 7,000 taels can be regarded as exerting its last value.

Finally, He put on the transfer letter to sign and pledge.

Since then, there is no more red courtyard in Shangyang, and there is no red courtyard in the world.

He Fang didn't know at all that he was asking for seven thousand taels today, and the threshold for Xuanying to take on tasks in the future was lowered a lot.

How would he know this? His eyes are full of silver now, if He Xuan wasn't still here, he could hold these silver and kiss a few bites.

After coming out of the Red Courtyard, Luo Xiaotian followed behind He Xun and reported their remaining property after today.

"Lord, we now only have more than five hundred taels of liquid silver left."

When He Xuan heard Luo Xiaotian's words, he didn't hear it, looked at the sky, and was not in a hurry to return to the prince's mansion.

So, he went to the street to buy sugar gourds, rouge and some gifts, and went to the general's mansion.

Luo Xiaotian was paying the money while carrying things, feeling distressed as if he was dripping blood, and kept telling himself that it was useful for the Lord to buy these things.

He's always casting a long line to catch big fish.

He Xuan was indeed casting a long line to catch big fish, but it had nothing to do with the things he just bought.

The sugar gourd, the rouge was bought for Jiang Yue to coax Jiang Yue, and the gifts were for currying favor with Jiang Qingfeng and Qin Lan, these had nothing to do with his plan, this was his emotional matter.

When I went to the General's Mansion, I remembered that I didn't seem to have changed my clothes, and my face was still disfigured, so I went back to the Prince's Mansion, changed my clothes, and wiped off all the writing on my face.

Then he carried his things to the general's mansion.

In the courtyard, Jiang Qingfeng was practicing swordsmanship, one move and one style, all of which split the wind and made a sound of breaking the air, and each knife was full of strength.

After practicing swordsmanship, some sweat oozed from his forehead, but he was still old, and his body couldn't stand it.

Jiang Yue squatted aside, took out a handkerchief intimately, wiped his sweat with his own hands as if pleased, and ordered Xinqing to serve tea and Chunhua to serve pastries.

Jiang Yue walked around behind Jiang Qingfeng and massaged his shoulder blades, "Dad, are you comfortable, do you think the strength is enough?" ”

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

The strength was just right, Jiang Qingfeng closed his eyes and enjoyed it. "Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just that I just watched my father practice and think that set of swordsmanship is so handsome, can you teach me?"

Other little girls are all learning to be a female celebrity, reading poetry, playing the piano and tasting tea, but it is different here in Jiangyue, the female celebrity and female celebrity are not good, let alone reading poetry and playing the piano.

Jiang Qingfeng, who had responded to requests before, actually refused today.

He refused to hand over Jiang Yue's swordsmanship, he couldn't tell now, whether Jiang Yue was his son or his daughter, how could there be a little girl who wanted to learn swordsmanship all day long?

During the begging period, He Xuan came with a gift.

Seeing Jiang Yue, He Xuan left what happened just now, and only happiness remained, and her eyes were full of her.

Jiang Qingfeng got up and waved to He Xun, "I've seen the Seventh Prince." ”

He Xuan put those things on the table, "Yesterday you entered the palace to face the saint, the younger generation didn't have time to pick you up and wash the dust, today I am here to make amends, my father-in-law does not have to be restrained, just call me Xuan'er." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Jiang Qingfeng hurriedly waved his hand, where did this happen? There is a difference between respect and inferiority, how can he call the name of the prince of the dynasty by his reckless husband? Doesn't that torment him?

He Xun smiled, and the affinity exuded from his body really didn't hold the prince's shelf at all.