Shen Xiyao's eyes lit up.

"Of course I know about the Royal Tang Palace in Longmen Mountain. It is said that the landscape and scenery are unparalleled. There are many palaces and pavilions, and the scenery is breathtaking every step of the way."

"Well, it's a good thing that this place was left by the previous dynasty. If it were left to this dynasty, there would be no way to build such a palace. Even maintaining the operation of this palace would put a lot of burden on the royal family. Doesn't the emperor know that my father has some wealth? , so I rewarded this hot spring palace to my father. In a few days, it will be Xiyao's Xiu Mu, so I invited several sisters who I know to visit Shangyang Palace and share the hot springs. Xiyao, you must do it then. Come on."

Shen Xiyao looked continuously happy.

Again, the Shen family is a noble family after all. After all, Shen Xiyao is also knowledgeable. She naturally knows the benefits of soaking in hot springs.

Just as I was about to agree, another question occurred to me.

There is still the soul of a man, Mu Jianming, in his body. If he suddenly appears, it will be a trivial matter for him to take advantage of him. If he makes a fool of himself, he will be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Shen Xiyao declined.

"Princess, on the first day of September, my grandfather will go on a hunt on behalf of the sky. I am the only one left in the house to take charge of it. I'm afraid I won't have time to get away."

"Xiyao is overly worried. The Marquis is patrolling the sky on behalf of the emperor. There is a blind person in the court who dares to make trouble at this time. Not to mention that His Majesty will not allow it, even Prime Minister Chu and others will not agree. There are still some chores in the palace. , it won’t be a waste if you delay it for a day.”

Chu Qingying also advised: "Sister Xiyao, just go. The princess also invited me to go with you. When the time comes, you can take the two of them with you."

As she spoke, Chu Qingying pointed at Yunxiang and Yunxiu. But for some unknown reason, Chu Qingying's face turned red again.

Shen Xiyao thought about it too.

I really want to have some fun myself.

Right! Mu Jianming must not be allowed to know about this.

"Well, thank you very much, Princess, for the invitation."

Hearing Shen Xiyao's promise, Zhu An beamed.

"Then it's settled, I'll send a carriage to pick you up when the time comes."

The three of them chatted for a while before standing up to say goodbye.

After sending Princess Zhu'an and Chu Qingying out of the Hou Mansion, Shen Xiyao was about to go back to the boudoir in the backyard when she was stopped by Shen An again.

"Miss, the Marquis is waiting for you in the study."

Shen Xiyao was full of doubts, but she didn't dare to delay.

Walking into the courtyard where the study is located again, Shen Ao was standing at the door of the study waiting.

Seeing Shen Xiyao coming in, Shen Ao waved his hand and dismissed all the servants.

"Yao'er, come with me for a walk."

Saying that, Shen Ao put his hands in his sleeves and walked in front.

Shen Xiyao agreed and followed Shen Ao.

The grandfather and grandson were walking slowly along the path.

"I saw that person."

Shen Ao suddenly spoke, making Shen Xiyao stunned. After thinking about what happened in the morning, Shen Xiyao said softly.

"I also asked Yunxiu about some of the things he arranged. Now it seems that he is still trying his best to help you, or he is helping our Shen family.

But after all, he is in your body, so I don’t know what impact it will have on you in the future. Now I want to ask you what you think, do you want him to be there?

If you don’t want him to be here, I will do everything possible to cure your multi-soul syndrome. If you think it won’t have much impact on you, then keep him first.”

Shen Xiyao lowered her head and bit her red lips gently.

"Grandpa, I think... keep him for now. Maybe he will be of some use."

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Xiyao finally answered.

Shen Ao turned around and looked at his granddaughter who lowered her head half way down, his eyes full of concern.

"Okay, let him go for now."

The grandfather and grandson fell into silence for a moment.

After walking for more than ten steps, Shen Ao stood there, and Shen Xiyao also stopped.

"I'm going to be on patrol in a few days, so I'll leave the house to you. Fortunately, your aunt is also here, so she can help."

Shen Xiyao bowed.

"My grandpa can rest assured that everything in the family is with me. The road has been full of ups and downs, and grandpa has to take care of himself."

Shen Ao nodded and said yes.

"Don't worry, that guy Jiang Mingchu is going with me this time."

Speaking of Jiang Mingchu, a special figure could not help but appear in Shen Xiyao's mind.

Jiang Mingchu is Jiang Fuqiu's only son.

Because there are no other brothers in the family, Jiang Mingchu has been a lonely person since he was a child.

Other children of the same age in the minister's house were unwilling to play with him because of Jiang Mingchu's appearance.

If you want to describe Jiang Mingchu's appearance, it would be like a fish sinking into a swan, a moon shy of a flower.

Well, I didn’t use the wrong word, it’s just these eight words.

Because of his appearance, the little boy disliked him and bullied him and refused to play with him.

And the little girl...

He is prettier than most little girls, and little girls don't want to play with him.

In addition, Southern Chu had just established itself at that time, and Jiang Fuqiu was stationed in the Jiangbei camp and was busy with official duties. He had no time to teach his children, so he had to put Jiang Mingchu in the residence of the Marquis of Northern Hebei.

It happened that Shen Xiyao was also grieving the death of her parents at that time, and she was also alone. Shen Ao brought the two children together.

Let’s work hard together and teach martial arts.

Read, write, and learn the art of war together.

For more than ten years, father and son could only see each other briefly.

Every year Jiang Fuqiu would take Jiang Mingchu home, but the time spent together, which lasted from a month to a few days, could not bring the relationship between father and son closer.

Especially after Jiang Mingchu was fourteen or fifteen years old, Jiang Fuqiu did not return home for three consecutive years. It was not until two years ago that Jiang Fuqiu returned to Luoyang City and took Jiang Mingchu back.

But when Jiang Fuqiu saw his son, he had a toothache.

Because he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, Jiang Mingchu is quite tall, already about seven feet tall. He has a slender figure, which cannot be said to be thin, but it cannot be said to be strong. It can only be said to be relatively well-proportioned. These are not the important points. The important point is his face.

Jiang Mingchu's face is as pink as a powder, and her skin is fairer than Shen Xiyao's. She has a pair of eyes with a slightly charming look at the corners. The bridge of her nose is straight, and her lips are as if they were painted with red vermillion.

What's even more outrageous is that there is a mole under his left eye. If he changed into women's clothes and dressed up again, he would be even more beautiful than Shen Xiyao.

The father and son looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Jiang Fuqiu was surprised by Jiang Mingchu's appearance. For Jiang Mingchu, Jiang Fuqiu's father was a bit unfamiliar.

Perhaps out of dignity as a father, Jiang Fuqiu reprimanded Jiang Mingchu at the Marquis' Mansion in Northern Hebei.

But Jiang Mingchu, who was in the rebellious stage, responded loudly.

Father and son didn't say a word for a long time.

When it comes to ginger, old is spicy.

Shen Ao stepped forward to teach Jiang Mingchu a lesson.

Of course Jiang Mingchu did not dare to refute Shen Ao's lesson, so he could only shrink his neck and endure it.

Shen Ao held another banquet to cleanse Jiang Fuqiu.

During the banquet, Shen Ao used some tactics. He first made both father and son drunk, then asked Jiang Mingchu to demonstrate the skills he had learned, and then encouraged Jiang Fuqiu to compete with his son.

In the end, Jiang Fuqiu was really no match for his son.

Afterwards, Shen Ao threw a jar of wine to the Jiang family and his son and left the martial arts arena.

The father and son took turns drinking and talking all night long. Jiang Mingchu's heart knot was also relieved.

It was not until the next day that the father and son bowed respectfully to Shen Ao before leaving the Marquis Mansion in Northern Hebei.

Later Jiang Mingchu joined the army.

But he did not want to go to the south where his father's disciples and old officials were scattered, and instead went to the northern frontier.

When Jiang Mingchu entered the military camp for the first time, he was ridiculed and teased by the sergeants because of his appearance, and even some old army ruffians had ill intentions towards him.

Relying on his excellent strength, Jiang Mingchu gained a firm foothold in the army. He started as a small team leader and is now a captain, with hundreds of soldiers under his command.

"In addition, you can find an opportunity to test this kid for me in the past few days and see if he has improved in the past two years."

Shen Xiyao smiled and nodded.

"One more thing. It's been a while since your aunt's family came back. Those children must not fall behind on their homework. I asked someone from the Zhongzheng Mansion to find a teacher for them. You can come along and meet them tomorrow."

"good."

Shen Xiyao agreed.

"Well……"
To be continued...