Chongxuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but looking at Chongru's hurt expression, he had to swallow his words. If the emperor could really approve the attack on the Tatars, how could he end up in the situation of getting married today?

But looking at Chongru's determined expression, Chongxuan's heart also warmed up. Maybe there would be a turn for the better. The Tatars are currently in civil strife. If they lead troops to attack them at this time, the situation of internal and external troubles will be even worse.

No matter how powerful the Tatars are, they may not be able to withstand such a ferocious torrent!

The emperor is already weakening Yan Song's power, which is already a very exciting thing. Maybe this idea of ​​advocating Confucianism can really get the support of the emperor!

The Gao family's mansion.

In the yard, Xiao Shang was sitting in front of the stone table, carefully spreading out the paper, while Ping Ping was grinding it, her eyes lightly scanning the beautiful handwriting on the paper, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Miss, your handwriting is so beautiful!

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"Just write whatever you want, just look at how sloppy it is, and you said it looks good. You can make me happy!" Xiao Shang smiled slightly and breathed out, "It's really amazing that my father-in-law's illness can be cured.

It's a good thing. My sister-in-law also gave birth to a baby, and both Xiao Ran and Lingling are pregnant. It's such a happy event. I really want to go back to Guangzhou right away." As she spoke, a trace of wistfulness appeared between Xiao Shang's brows.

Worried.

"Then when my uncle is finished working for a while, let him take a leave and come back with you!" Pingping said nonchalantly.

"You say it lightly, but it's not that easy. Brother Xuan is now responsible for the security of the entire palace, and he also has to monitor all the actions of the imperial officials. The task is very heavy, and it is impossible to have time to return to Guangzhou. Let me see

, this year’s Chinese New Year, I can only go home with my thoughts!” Xiao Shang shrugged helplessly, smiled sadly, picked up the pen, and continued writing letters home.

Pingping made a sound, nodded thoughtfully, and murmured: "Then my uncle will spend less and less time with you in the future. He won't come back to spend the night these days.

Working the night shift is too hard! Miss, you are not willing to let me work so hard!"

"So what can I do if I don't want to give it up? The position of owner of Dongchang is not so easy to get. However, if I can do something good for the people of the world, Brother Xuan will work harder, and it will be okay for me to feel wronged.
Chapter completed!