On the seventh day of the seventh month of the third year of Qianyuan, on the Qixi Festival, Yan Qiwei, the old man of the Yan family, moved into Zhenxihou Mansion and forced her to elect Yan Kangping to the throne in the name of the leader of the Yan family.

The person who completely pushed their mother and daughter into the abyss in his previous life enjoyed wealth and honor in Zhenxi Hou Mansion until his death.

Yan Qing looked at the Qingpeng car slowly coming from a distance, and his eyes were filled with frost.

My father often said that Yan Qi was righteous but had a miserable life experience.

Because he was born prematurely weak and could not practice martial arts, he could not bear the heavy responsibility of the Yan family, so he felt ashamed and asked to guard the ancestral temple.

When the old age has a child, he has not yet enjoyed the joy of family life. His two sons are less than fifteen years old, but they both are in Western Xinjiang.

Yan Qiwei's first wife was deeply hit and passed away. Yan Qiwei was deeply hit. From then on, he lived alone in guarding the ancestral temple.

Every year when my father returned to Beijing to report his work, he would lead them to detour to his hometown in Huxi, staying for half a month to manage Yan Qiwei, so that they could only stay in Kangdu for three or five days before they had to hurry back to the border.

But who would have thought that they were heartbroken to others, but others were ruthless!

"Our General Yan is fine!"

The old voice woke Yan Qing up from the memories, but Yan Qiwei arrived.

The gray-white flower hair is meticulous, and the gentle and loving smile is the same as before, and the unchanging jokes greet you.

If it weren't for the painful lessons in his previous life, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hear the gloating in his words yet!

"I haven't seen each other for half a year, my second uncle's body has become stronger and stronger."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and replied indifferently.

"I can't compare to you young people!"

Yan Qiwei said with a smile, and his squinting eyes glanced behind Yan Qing, "Is your mother okay? You are still young, you should be more open-minded, and your days will be long."

A cold light flashed through Yan Qing's eyes, and the sinister resentment was like a poisonous snake gnawing on her heart.

What's the future?

Are the days when they trade like goods?!

"Don't blame me for the second uncle, my mother has gone to take care of the house in the south of the city."

Yan Qing lowered his eyelashes and hid all his hatred and anger.

She will make them pay the price, but she must not ruin her mother's reputation and her future because of them!

"After all, the Marquis' Mansion is an official residence, and it is not possible for ordinary people to live in."

Yan Qing said, "I am being taken care of by Your Majesty and allowing me to recover from my injuries here is a great gift. I will never dare to keep guests as I used to. So I would like to ask my second uncle to temporarily live in the south of the city during this period of time in Beijing."

Yan Qiwei's face froze. He was about to step onto the stone steps of the Hou Mansion and paused. He raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Qing: "Er Girl, is your mother's meaning?"

"I dare not neglect my second uncle, but this is the court rules, and I can't do anything about it."

Yan Qing met Yan Qiwei's gaze without evasion, "My father often said that his second uncle was very wise and would definitely understand the difficulties of his younger generations."

As soon as Yan Qing finished speaking, before Yan Qiwei could speak, another person stole the conversation: "Yan Qing, do you still have the heart? Your second uncle is in poor health and comes from his hometown in Huxi. As an old man in the Yan family, why can't he live in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Yan Qing followed the voice and looked at Yan Kangping in court clothes, sneering: "Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the grand banquet is not yet settled. It is time to be needed. Minister Yan gave up the court and did not go to the Ministry of Rites, aren't he afraid of the memorial from the Censorate?"

Yan Kangping felt chilled by Yan Qing's gaze, and subconsciously took a step back.

Yan Qiwei saw everything in his eyes. A strange smile appeared on his wrinkled face. He grasped the identity of an elder and half blamed and advised: "Er girl, you have said this. Kang Ping is your uncle. Although he has been separated from the family, he is still from the Yan family and your elder."

"What the second uncle said."

Yan Qing withdrew his gaze and said to Yan Qiwei, "The second uncle came from afar, and he worked hard to sleep in the open along the way. I'd better go to the other courtyard to have a good rest. Tomorrow, I'll welcome the second uncle again."

Yan Qiwei glanced at Yan Kangping, but since Yan Kangping almost killed him, he was very scared in front of Yan Qing and did not dare to confront him at this time.

The mud cannot support the wall.

Yan Qiwei lowered his lower eyelids and nodded slightly as if he agreed: "Er Yatou is thoughtful."

He also felt a little disgusted with Yan Kangping and said, "You are still an uncle, and you are not as good as the second girl! Alas, you, if you can be half as steady as the second girl, I will give you the burden of the Yan family before you dare to see your elder brother!"

What does he mean? Not helping himself?

How could he take the money and ignore it?!

Yan Kangping was anxious: "She is very steady! It's hard to say whether we elders are in our eyes."

Yan Qiwei glanced at Yan Kangping and narrowed his eyes slightly.

idiot.

She respects her elders or not, and everyone has eyes and mouths to say that she is not embarrassed to say that her younger generation does not respect herself in the street?

But what does this have to do with me?

The more lively the mess, the better!

"What are these words?"

Yan Qiwei slapped the crutch heavily, wrinkled his face and scolded in a deep voice, "I know you had an unhappy quarrel before, but you are still a family and you will live in the same family in the future. Are you going to make my elder brother so peaceful?! Cough cough... Cough!"

The sudden increase in volume seemed to exhaust Yan Qiwei's strength, forcing him to stick a crutch while panting while coughing, as if he would breathe at any time.

Yan Kangping's eyes flashed, and he rushed forward to support Yan Qiwei and shouted at Yan Qing: "You are so willing to make us elders angry to death? Why don't you help your second uncle into the mansion and ask for the imperial doctor!"

Yan Qing watched Yan Qiwei and Yan Kangping perform with condescending attention, sneering in his heart.

If he was so easily angry, Yan Qiwei would not be the longest-lived member of the Yan family.

Although she knew that the two were just acting, Yan Qiwei was half-deadly at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion. If she didn't let someone enter, the rumors that Yan Qing would be disrespectful to the clan and did not know the filial piety!

"Come here, help the second uncle into the mansion."

Yan Qing was cold and calm, and raised Yan Qiwei into the mansion, but did not stop Yan Kangping who kept rushing in.

As soon as Yan Qiwei was carried in, a noble and restrained sedan chair was stopped in front of Yan's mansion.

Yan Qing hurriedly greeted him and said respectfully: "Mr. Fang is here at the right time. The elders in the family have just arrived in the capital and are in great condition. You don't have to get out of the sedan chair. Let's wait a little while, Mr. Lao will treat the elders in the family for a while."

"Young general, don't be polite. The patient is important, let's go to the mansion first!"

After hearing Fang Qiao's words, Yan Qing no longer delayed and hurriedly called people into the mansion and went to the yard where Yan Qiwei was placed.

The people watching the fun in front of the door were waiting for the soldiers of the Yan family to disperse before they dared to speak up.

"I just got the sedan chair in Fang's mansion? Mr. Fang, the one I thought of, wasn't it the one I thought of?"

One person communicated with people around him in disbelief.

Another person took over the conversation: "In addition to the former Imperial Hospital, who is respected as the rebirth of Hua Tuo, who is the old Mr. Fang in the Fang family?"
Chapter completed!