"That's good," King Jun laughed, "Who doesn't know that Mrs. Shangshu's family happened to have ancestral brewing skills. I think this wine is also good. I have a good taste. Fortunately, the big man from Chendingshan is not here, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of drinking this sip."

The two left talking and laughing. Weiping Hou still covered his place, his mouth was also hissing from time to time.

But after a long time, many people will still remember the scene of the poor Marquis of Weiping being crushed by Lin Shangshu that day. Marquis of Weiping hissed for a long time before he stood up. He bent over and limped and twisted his legs.

I also wanted to tear Lin Shangshu to pieces.

I and you guys are endless...

"Hiss..." Suddenly, he hissed again. His twisted legs, the sour and refreshing people who had never been injured, would never be able to understand it in their entire life.

When Marquis Weiping was carried back to the mansion by his servants, a bunch of wives and wives at home were scared and fainted. When the imperial doctor passed the diagnosis, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw Marquis Weiping's place. Tsk, he was all stepping on this, and I'm afraid it's really useless.

Who knew that Lin Shangshu is actually the most stingy. He has a poisonous mouth and a lot of scruples. If he dares to bite him, he will hate you for the rest of his life. What's more, Marquis of Weiping really offends others.

If you dare to wear small shoes for others, he will make you lose...

Beat eggs.

The emperor turned a blind eye to this. Who made Weiping Hou really full and he knew to bewitch him against loyal ministers? If he had really listened to him and killed Chen Dingshan's family, when Chen Dingshan came back, he would have to fight with him. Chen Dingshan was a tough guy. Even the emperor dared to fight, so what else would he dare not do?

The matter of Chending Mountain was passed on to the Duke of Wei's Mansion, which finally made Shen Wenhao feel relieved. He asked Lin Yunniang to take good care of the house, and almost never sleeps, he wants to complete the eight ox crossbows better. He wants to build a few more cars and bring them to his father, so that he can see the city as if he had dozens of taels and eight ox crossbows, it would be more than just a thousand troops.

From now on, they no longer have to worry and be afraid, and the father and son will be separated.

The Northern Qi people had already sent a letter of surrender and were willing to compensate Dazhou for tens of millions of taels of silver, thousands of horses, tens of thousands of dan of silk and grain, as well as thousands of beauties, and even a princess' marriage.

When the emperor saw this, he was so happy that he really wanted to laugh three times. After the tens of millions of taels of silver returned to the treasury, he was finally not so poor. He could also repair a few rivers. In this way, he saved the flood every year and the people were displaced every year. He wanted to repair it, but the treasury was empty and he was too poor.

Now that he has this money, he can really make the matter well and he will be able to do it once and for all.

The Duke of Wei’s Mansion is still as peaceful as before, and of course there are not many masters here, and of course there are no other things to save in the inner house...

There are only three masters in the mansion, and Shen Wenhao has no concubines and friends. He knows that all wives and concubines are harmonious and peaceful relationships are false appearances. The so-called harmony is nothing more than something on the surface. Three women have a play. If there are too many women, it is not a play, but a disaster.

Who knows that one day it will either die or die. Shen Wenhao feels that monogamous wife is the best. Look at how much family affairs he has, it is impossible for someone to ingest one, saying that he is favoring his concubine and killing his wife.

Lin Yunniang sat down with her chest covering her chest.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" The girl Xiaochun hurriedly supported Lin Yunniang.

"I'm fine," Lin Yunniang's face was a little bad. She actually didn't know what was wrong with her. In recent days, she always felt a little dizzy and didn't eat too much. She was always disgusted.

"Auntie, aunt..."

Brother Sen ran over, holding the article he had written in his hand, and came to show it to his aunt.

Lin Yunniang's father, Lin Shangshu, was the top scholar in the third list. How could he teach his daughter? Lin Yunniang is naturally a real talented woman. However, because she doesn't like to be arrogant, she doesn't participate in general poetry meetings and other things, and she doesn't deliberately show off her knowledge, so she is not revealed in Beijing, but her talent is really extraordinary.

"Auntie, Brother Sen has finished writing, uncle can take a look."

Brother Sen is now learning calligraphy from his aunt. Shen Wenhao's knowledge is really average. It's a fate that he can go to the Cang Song. No matter how good his master teaches him, he will not be able to pass the top scorer.

Shen Qingci's knowledge is also average. She didn't like these in her previous life. Shen Dingshan also followed her daughter. As long as she could read a few words, she would do it. She had to make money in this life and didn't have much time to spend on learning. The Master taught her for a few years, and she really felt that the rotten wood could not be carved, but she still patiently taught her a lot of good things.

After all, Brother Sen is still young, so he didn't invite his master. Besides, there are private schools in Prince Jun's mansion. When Brother Sen is four years old, he will be sent to the private schools. After Shen Dingshan left, Lin Yunniang took Brother Sen specifically.

Lin Yunniang took the big words written by Brother Sen and couldn't help but sigh again. The child of the Junwang Mansion seemed too smart. A child less than three years old could write so many words and read so many books. It's really not simple.

"Sen Ge'er wrote very well today."

Lin Yunniang touched Sen Ge'er's little head, then carried him to her lap and sat down. The more she liked his cleverness and cuteness.

"Aunt, Brother Sen is afraid that when will the grandfather return?"

Brother Sen asked with his clever eyes, "Auntie said that as long as Brother Sen writes more and reads more, his grandfather will return soon."

"Your maternal ancestor..." Lin Yunniang kissed Sen Ge'er's little face with love, "If you wait for a while, he will be back."

"Really?" Brother Sen'er's eyes lit up again, and he also climbed down Lin Yunniang's knees.

"Is Sen Ge'er's grandfather coming back?"

"Yes," Lin Yunniang dipped her little face, "Your maternal ancestor won and you will be back soon."

Brother Sen ran over happily and hugged the wet nurse's legs.

"Husband, please carry Brother Sen back and write big words. Brother Sen can't run," his legs are too short, and it's inconvenient to do anything.

Last time, it was because he ran too fast and fell, so my grandfather didn't let him run around in the mansion. Moreover, he was the young master of Prince Jun's mansion, so he couldn't be so rude like a child from another family.

The wet nurse picked up Brother Sen and touched his forehead. She couldn't make him sick.
Chapter completed!