Murong Sword Saint has returned to Shu Mountain.

He is extremely ethereal, and his mood is one level higher than Li Guiyao, which makes people completely unable to see through.

When parting, Xu Ping'an promised to follow Li Guiyao to Shushan to have a look.

Then, Xu Ping'an and the others turned back again, caught up with the convoy of Yu Youwei and others, and returned to Yaomapo.

Everything comes and goes as fast as it goes.

Two days later.

On the hill behind the fence yard in Yaomapo, the willow flying catkins are long gone, and what is covered here is the wind and snow.

Ten miles of silver can't be spread, this place seems to have always been like this, only the spring and autumn seasons are changing.

Xu Qingluan's tomb is still lonely.

It looks neat, but there are more people in front of the grave.

Xu Ping'an, Li Guiyao, Li Ji, Yu Youwei, Guanyinwen, Gao Xianmin, Chang'an Lichuan, You'er...

Speaking of which, this can be regarded as a full house of children and grandchildren, and the people of the Great Heavenly Empire regard this as a great blessing in their lives, but ah, the woman who lives in plain clothes will never be seen again.

Li Guiyao stopped in front of the grave, holding the three-foot box motionless, his eyes long and deep, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Ping'an walked over slowly and patted him on the shoulder: "The farthest is life and death, and the nearest thing is missing." ”

"Yin and yang are like a long bridge, we miss at one end, and my wife is thinking at the other end, if you keep doing this, old man, there is a high probability that my mother is unwilling. ”

Li Guiyao was silent for a while and did not answer.

Instead, he scolded loudly: "This old man in winter is so annoying, when spring comes again, I'll go to Jiangnan to take a look." ”

"Let's go together?" Xu Ping'an said after thinking about it.

"What are you going to do?" Li Guiyao glanced at him and said to himself: "The banks of the Weishui River in the south of the Yangtze River are very beautiful, I have been there before, where did I belong for a period of time." ”

"It's also a good idea to go back to your hometown. ”

"You, don't go. ”

"You don't belong anywhere, you belong to Yangzhou, you belong to the small courtyard, and Xianmin is about to be born in the spring, so you can wait in peace in the fence courtyard or Yangzhou house." ”

Xu Ping'an pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

At this moment, the three daughters were kneeling down to worship Xu Qingluan.

He looked at the two little ones who were waiting to be fed, their faces were flushed, and they were kicking their feet hard, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but hook.

"Husband, come and bow down!" Yu Youwei shouted, like an ice and snow elf in the silver white.

Guanyin and Gao Xianmin are the same, they are beautiful, and they are bowing down devoutly.

Xu Ping'an ran over when he heard this, and one person began to kowtow at the front, leading everyone to worship their ancestors.

Li Guiyao's eyes were a little confused when he saw this, and he felt like a world away in a trance.

Everything was too fast, too fast, as if it was the snow he had come to Jingzhou for the first time.

The fence yard has been renovated, to be precise, it has been expanded, there is no way to prosper, according to Yu Youwei's estimate, there are at least three children in this family.

At that time, it will be six children messing around, and this fence yard as a root is obviously not enough.

All the money was squandered, and the fence courtyard was kept, and four more small courtyards were added outside.

Xu Ping'an was determined to build a restaurant, taking advantage of the cold winter, he picked up arrows and took Li Ji into the mountains to capture all kinds of birds and animals, sell furs, and use meat as food.

A few masters of the rivers and lakes shot, the speed and efficiency are frighteningly high, and often one day is lucky, it deserves to be a daily gold fight.

Any mink and tiger skin is sold in the city at a sky-high price.

Not only that, but he thought of all kinds of ways to make money, all of which were done by country farmers.

But Xu Ping'an was tired of this, and he didn't feel insulted at all.

In the past, Li Ji longed for the rivers and lakes, but after marrying Xiaoying, he gradually began to dislike those things, so he wanted the small courtyard fence to be leisurely in Nanshan.

I don't even want to go out of the door sometimes.

Time passed, and a month passed.

They have earned a lot of silver, and according to Mrs. Yu's candle night talk, I am afraid that a small restaurant will be opened in the spring.

Guanyin, Gao Xianmin is also included, the enthusiasm is too high, and he has to urge Xu Ping'an to go out to earn money early in the morning, and pour tea and incense according to the bones at night to make people.

The fence courtyard is happy, but the smoke is better than Yaochi Yulin.

As for it, Chang'an has never been in their minds.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor will have the family, and the farmer's family will also have.

Later, news came from Chang'an that Gusu Hongle was permanently imprisoned, and a series of culpables plus if it weren't for Queen Gusu and his past achievements, he could have died a hundred times.

Instead, it was the young people of the Gusu family.

But the authority of the entire Gusu family has been weakened, and it is no longer so brilliant.

The Hanmen Shizi has been fair in the real sense, and it also symbolizes that the power of the Hanmen and the gate valve has been equalized for the first time, at least the balance has tilted a lot.

This result is quite acceptable for Xu Ping'an.

And he never dealt with the Emperor Wenwu.

Winter has passed, and spring and autumn are coming.

The family returned from the fence courtyard to the small house outside the city.

For the first time, Xu Ping'an opened the restaurant, named Ping'an, which is the same as his own name, which means peace and security.

Not big or small, located outside Yangzhou City, here is the lifeblood of the Celestial Empire, as long as it is not in the deep mountains and old forests, business is not bad.

In this way, so many mouths also have something to rely on.

With Gao Xianmin's tea and the popularity of the elders like Yu Xun, the business of the restaurant is very good.

All of a sudden, he became a small rich businessman.

Two months later, Gao Xianzhi gave birth to a daughter named Shunhua.

That day caused a sensation in the entire Yangzhou city because of two things.

The thing is that when this little girl landed, the sky was full of colors, and the bright and transparent clouds seemed to form an auspicious picture of a phoenix, which was very magical.

The second thing is Gao Xianzhi, who seems to be even happier than his wife giving birth to a son, and took a team of Gao family troops to the small courtyard directly.

I stayed for two days and two nights before leaving, and I said that I was afraid that someone would not like the girl, and I was afraid that my niece would be bullied...

That day, Xu Ping'an was also crazy with joy, his daughter was indeed better than the boy no matter how she looked at it.

Although people in the world don't think so.

Xu Ping'an spent a lot of time coaxing Gao Xianmin, a traditional woman from a beautiful family, who gave birth to a daughter and almost didn't kneel down to admit his mistake, and cried vigorously.

There are many happy events in the small courtyard, and it won't be long before Li Ji is going to be a father.

Li Guiyao, who was alarmed by the two things, returned to Yangzhou in a rage.

......

Four years later, a small courtyard outside the city.

The mulberry spirit tree is in full bloom, bright as fire, and the surrounding green plants are full of spring.

A group of dolls ran around the yard, babbling and shouting daddy in their milky milk.

Yu Youwei, Guanyin, and Gao Xianmin came out of the backyard, wearing a wide palace robe and a hairpin, beautiful step by step, delicate and gorgeous.

They are the mothers of two children, but they are still like a spring breeze, twenty-eight years old.

Xu Ping'an hurriedly took several children with him, sweating countless times on his forehead, and he almost didn't get tired.

"Alas, sigh of sigh, the season is golden, and the youth is no more. He smiled and shook his head.