Chapter 218: Wu Xuan Shilangzhong

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Mama Gui is Chu Lian's 'milk' mother, and she couldn't help but remind her, "Three 'milk' and 'milk', you and the third young master can't delay like this. ΡˆΡ‰Ρˆ.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast. ”

Not to mention the distance, even the old lady in the house, I am afraid that he is also looking forward to the birth of his great-grandson, and this year ago, an aunt'' and Miss Cousin suddenly appeared.

Look at the mother and daughter, I'm afraid it's not easy to get along.

Returning to the bustling Shengjing City from a remote place like Siyang, it would be strange to want to go back.

If you don't go back, wouldn't it be the best way to marry Miss Cousin to their house, kiss and kiss!

Although there are still second young masters in the house who have not yet started a family, the third young master is the most 'colorful' in the house, and it is difficult to guarantee that Miss Biao will not take a fancy to it.

Chu Lian knew that Mama Gui was thinking about her, but it was inevitable to blush when she was said so bluntly.

"Mama, I know that my husband was injured before, and I have promised him to return to the house and have a round house. ”

After listening to Chu Lian's words, Mama Gui and Xiyan were full of surprises, especially Mama Gui.

She couldn't help but take Chu Lian's hand, "Sixth Miss, as long as you get a man in one fell swoop for the first child, your position in Jing'anbo Mansion can be considered stable." "Mama Gui was 'excited' for a while, and actually called Chu Lian the name when she was a girl in the British Mansion.

Once Chu Lian has her eldest son, no matter how He Changdi changes her mind in the future, her status in the He family will not be shaken.

Take the wife of the prince of the long house as an example, if Zou was not childless, she and He Changqi would not be able to get to this point today.

quarreled and contradicted her husband, and her mother-in-law Liu and grandmother would not stand on her side.

In short, no matter how noble the status is, you must have the heirs of your relatives by your side.

It's not that Mama Gui is alarmist, it's really the general environment of the various families of the Dawu Dynasty is like this, the population of Jing'an Bo Mansion is small, and the male masters basically don't accept concubines, otherwise this contradiction will be more 'intense'.

In the past, Chu Lian had never considered this, and she was just thinking about how to live her small life well and be a millet worm who was not short of money to 'spend', but now it is different, she and He Changdi are in love, and naturally they also want to share some things for him.

It's not enough to be a comfortable rice worm.

Now she doesn't know what official position He Changdi will be assigned by the saint, if it is an important position, she will start socializing as his wife.

In one afternoon, Chu Lian straightened out the affairs of Songtao Garden.

Li Xing and Li Yue, who escorted her to the north, had also returned to the Wei Palace, and Chu Lian asked their brothers and sisters to bring back the gifts for Princess Wei and the Duanjia County Lord.

Here, Chu Lian asked a few maids in the courtyard to send the specialties they bought along the way to each room, and it was already evening.

There was a commotion at the door of the courtyard, and Xi Yan went out to take a look and happily entered the house to report, "Three 'milk' and 'milk', the third young master is back." ”

Chu Lian put away the account book that he had read half of in his hand, and instructed Fu Yan and Jing Yan to prepare He Changdi's change of clothes.

He Changdi was still wearing a silver armor when he entered the house, and as soon as he entered Songtao Garden, he went straight to the inner room.

As soon as Chu Lian turned around at the small desk, he saw him walking in briskly with long 'legs'.

Chu Lian was a little strange, "What's the matter with going in such a hurry?"

Putting the helmet in his hand aside, He Changdi sat down at the table without changing his clothes, and he beckoned to Chu Lian.

Thinking that he had something urgent to discuss with her, Chu Lian walked quickly to his side, and before he could open his mouth to ask, he was stretched out into his arms by He Changdi's long arm.

He was tall and had long legs, even when he was sitting, he reached Chu Lian's chin, and as soon as his arms were spread, he directly wrapped Chu Lian in his arms.

A room full of maids were frightened by the third young master's intimate actions to the three 'milks' and 'milk', in the end, it was Mama Gui who was experienced, and she was busy looking at Xi Yan, and Xi Yan drove the little maids out in three or two clicks.

Jing Yan and Fu Yan who came out of the clean room were also dragged away by Xi Yan.

Fu Yan saw He Changdi for the first time in several months.

The third young master is more mature and stable than when he first went to the north, and his face is more resolute and handsome, and the whole person seems to be a sword that has just been unsheathed, which makes the 'female' person unable to take his eyes off it.

When the third young master took the three 'milks' and 'milk' into his arms, there was a trace of tenderness and pampering on his cold face, such a third young master, even these people in Songtao Yuan had never seen it.

Fu Yan had a trace of greed in her heart, a dark glint crossed her eyes, and she hoped that the person who was held in the arms of the third young master at this time was her, Fu Yan squeezed her hands tightly in the wide cuffs.

She reluctantly took another look, and was finally dragged out of the inner room by Xi Yan.

Chu Lian was pinched by him, and the cold armor on his body was a little uncomfortable, she pushed He Saburo, and said with a red face: "The maids are all here just now, can you pay attention." ”

He Saburo had a cold face, but he leaned his head on Chu Lian's slender shoulder, the two were so close that Chu Lian could hear his powerful heartbeat.

He Changdi's deep magnetic 'sex' voice came from his ears, "The saint has appointed me to be the Wuxuan Shilang of the five grades." ”

Takesan Shiro?

Chu Lian was surprised, and he didn't have time to care about He Saburo's dishonest hands.

She had just bathed in the afternoon, and the inner room of the main room of Songtao Garden was warm and comfortable, so she wore a loose homely Confucian skirt, which happened to be cheap for him at this time.

He Changdi's slightly rough palm poked into the hem of her clothes, and then gently stroked the smooth skin on her waist.

Chu Lian's mind was spinning fast.

Although she didn't know much about the official system of the Dawu Dynasty, she knew a little.

Today, the official system of the Dawu Dynasty is similar to that of the Ming Dynasty in history.

At that time in the Ming Dynasty, there were four major 'fat' differences recognized by the DPRK and China, the Ministry of Officials Wenxuan Division, the Ministry of Officials Examination Division, the Military Department of Military Selection, and the Military Department Arsenal Division, and He Changdi's official position is now one of the four major 'fat' differences.

Whoever is transferred to a military attachΓ©, don't go to him for a while.

It wasn't until the big hand hidden in the clothes gradually moved up and 'touched' the tie of Chu Lian's shirt that Chu Lian reacted from his thoughts.

She pulled down He Saburo's unruly big hand and glared at him.

Speechless: "It's going to be roasted on the fire, and you have to move your hands and feet." What do you mean by this, Your Majesty, your merits in the north are already enough to recruit people, and the feudal marquis is already unprecedented, how can you still be given such a position, isn't this a special target for everyone?"

Emperor Chengping played a good check and balance technique, wouldn't he know that the tree was a big move?

It's a knighthood and a lack of 'fat', what does he want to do?

He Changdi originally just casually told Chu Lian this fact, but he didn't expect that she would think so much and so deeply.

It turns out that people who only know how to think about food on weekdays also understand some twists and turns in the court, but he used to underestimate her.

At this time, Chu Lian was like a huge treasure to be excavated, and He Saburo was the gold digger, whenever he found a little difference in her, he was like getting a different gem, both surprised and happy.

He was surprised at first, and then laughed heartily, "Chu Lian, why are you not happy that I have such a 'fat' shortage?" instead, you still complain that your husband is here. ”

Chu Lian pushed him and wanted to struggle out of his arms, but his strong arms were like steel, and he couldn't push at all.

She rolled her eyes, "Where in the world is there a free lunch." ”

He Changdi tightened his arms, "Don't move, let me hold it for a while." As he spoke, he leaned his head on Chu Lian's shoulder again, and Chu Lian thought he was thinking about things, so he stopped struggling.

After a while, she heard He Changdi say, "Xiao Bojian went to the Ministry of Officials." Although it is not an anthology department, it is an important position. ”

Hearing He Changdi's words, Chu Lian stiffened, a little incredulous.

As a result, she couldn't understand Emperor Chengping's intentions.

Also, in this life, Xiao Bojian was promoted faster than in the original book!

You must know that in the original book, there was "Chu Lian" to help, and the old British duke strongly recommended him, and he only entered the ministry a year later.

Who would have thought that this time it would be so fast!

Chu Lian was in He Changdi's arms, even though he was stiff and such an inconspicuous action was also noticed by He Sanlang, he suddenly looked up at Chu Lian, and a pair of clear eyes fell into his deep eyes.

He Changdi was puzzled, after many temptations, he had already been able to determine that Chu Lian had no thoughts about Xiao Wujing, not only did he have no thoughts about him, but he even hated this person.

But as soon as he mentioned Xiao Wujing, his wife obviously had a strange reaction, and it didn't seem like she didn't know Xiao Wujing's situation at all.

He Changdi's eyes deepened, and he had a faint feeling in his heart that Chu Lian actually had something to hide from him.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, but after thinking about it, he had a lifetime to spend with her, and he was afraid that she would not be able to open up with him?

The young couple hugged each other for a while, and Chu Lian urged He Changdi to take a bath and change clothes.

It's not early, and they have to rush to Qinghui Hall for a reunion dinner.

After He Changdi bathed, he changed into a navy blue 'color' straight embellished, covered with a dark 'color' coat, and embroidered with a unicorn at the hem of his clothes, which was a special robe made in the house this winter.

After the training in the northern border army, He Changdi is much stronger than before, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender and powerful legs, and the whole person is neither thin nor exaggeratedly burly.

This straight dress is worn on him, which sets off his slender and thin figure very well.

Even Chu Lian couldn't take his eyes off it.

He Saburo saw her staring at herself intently, and his heart was actually faintly happy, but his face was still the same as an iceberg, and he even pretended to be cold and said, "Have you seen enough, come and tie my hair when you have seen enough." ”

Chu Lian didn't care about him so much, and beckoned to him, "Come, sit here." ”

He Saburo was like an obedient big dog, walked to the dressing table in two steps, sat down straight, and Chu Lian picked up the sandalwood comb on the dressing table to tie his hair and put a crown.

Fortunately, Chu Lian's simple bun can still get by, and when a white 'jade' crown with the same style as Chu Lian's head is put on He Changdi's bun, He Sanlang's stiff face has a little 'color'.

He glanced at himself in the bronze mirror, coughed twice, and then praised as if reluctantly: "The craftsmanship is passable." ”