Before Hou Xuanyan could go to seek fame, Hou Qi learned about the birth of his child and stood up first from Suzhou to Jinling.

In front of the palace, an old man in good spirits walked down the carriage. Hou Xuanyan laughed and stepped forward to support him: "Uncle, why did you come here in person on such a hot day? In a few days, my nephew will bring the little thing back to see you."

Hou Qi once laughed and said happily: "I see my grandson, and I will wait for tomorrow. Take me in and have a look."

Unlike the indifference of most families in later generations, the Han clan was extremely conscious at this time. Many of the brothers in the next few hundred years were not as good as those of the current cousins.

Hou Qi once walked very quickly. After entering the palace, he went to see his grandson with Hou Xuanyan. While leading the way, Hou Xuanyan said, "Uncle, the child's name has not been decided yet, and I'm waiting for you to pick it up."

Hou Qi once was even happier, thought about it carefully, and said, "When you were born, my brother set you eight-character seniority, 'Xuanying and broad virtue, accumulate good deeds to be great'. In their generation, they should be the Ying generation, so they should be called Hou Yingjun. If you have a second child, you should be called Hou Yingjie. For a moment, Junjie can be worthy of your achievements over the past few years."

Hou Yingjun...Haojun? Hou Xuanyan laughed silently. This name is quite compatible with him, but it doesn’t matter. The name is just a code name.

After arriving at the backyard, Hou Xuanyan asked someone to take the child out and show his third grandfather, while he sat aside and enjoyed the rare three generations of living together.

It has been almost two months since I returned to Jinling. There have been constant wars in Mobei and the transportation of supplies has been on the right track. Although Jingbei is vast and sparsely populated, there are quite a lot of Han people flowing in. In addition, there are ready-made soldiers on the large area of ​​land in Monan. The herdsmen of those small tribes were previously subject to the weakness of the tribe and had no chance to fight. Now that they have surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, they are recruited to join the army. The Ming army's rewards and punishments are clearly distinguished, and the casualties rate of combat is extremely low. Jingbei has run around and shouted and beat drums to send their children to join the army.

The Rakshasa Kingdom, also known as Tsarist Russia, is also a big country at this time. It can be foreseen that this battle will not be over in a while, but the overall situation will develop in a good direction. The battle with Tsarist Russia will be carried out sooner or later, and their hands will be extended too long. Tsarist Russia's greed for land has no bottom line. How can Asia's land be handed over to the white-skinned people? The vast Siberia has rich resources. Even if it is for future generations to travel to Lake Baikal, there is no need to apply for a visa, Hou Xuanyan is determined to go north to the Arctic Ocean.

As for Liaodong, Songjin had been besieged for two months at this time. Hou Xuan was rushing to travel, and it was almost time to set off for a decisive battle.

When he thought of the decisive battle, General Hou Xuanyan, a hundred wars, was still a little excited. The people who had made him grit their teeth were still alive and enjoying happiness in Liaodong and Manchuria. This was absolutely unbearable.

Hou Qizeng, who could not move his legs when he saw his grandson, decided to stay in Jinling for a while. Hou Xuanyan sent someone to settle him in the palace and began packing his luggage to prepare to go to Liaodong.

After dinner, Hou Qi sent him out of the yard, and Hou Xuanyan walked back to Huang Ying's ward.

Huang Ying'er leaning on the bed was not as weak as an ordinary mother. Miao'er was wearing a light underwear and was wearing a month-old bell-bottomed pants. She stood at the head of the bed holding a bowl of tonics and was forcing her lady to take medicine.

When Huang Ying'er saw Hou Xuan in, she smiled between her eyebrows and two dimples appeared on her red face.

Hou Xuanyan walked up, picked up the medicine and smelled it, and said, "You don't need to drink such a bitter thing in the future. I think Ying'er has recovered well. She is not a soft and weak lady in the deep boudoir. How can she take medicine every day?"

Huang Ying'er became more arrogant when she got this sentence and shouted to Miao'er: "Did you hear it? Take it away quickly. I want to vomit when I smell it."

Miao'er was so angry that Hou Xuanyan walked to the window again, pushed the closed window open, and said, "It's such a hot day, close the window and there is a smell of medicinal food in the room. How can I sleep?"

At this time, Shuang'er, who went out to fetch water, came in and pursed her lips and said, "The experienced nannies in the house said that they are most afraid of being blown by the wind after giving birth."

Hou Xuanyan laughed and said, "You hear their nonsense. The air here is not circulating and dizzy. This is the worst. Ying Jun is now taken care of by a special wet nurse and maid, and he doesn't live here. There is no need to close the window. Ying'er doesn't need to breastfeed. She gets too much milk every day, and it hurts when she finally swells."

Huang Ying'er nodded vigorously, touched her chest and said frowningly: "It hurts a little now."

Hou Xuanyan sat on the head of the bed and said with a smile: "I will teach you a coincidence, let Shuang'er and Miao'er suck it out for you, just one for each of them."

The three of them were ashamed to spit on him together. Hou Xuanyan stopped joking and held the hands of the two maids and said, "I will go to Liaodong in a few days. I don't know when I will be back. You take good care of Ying'er in the mansion. If you are bored, ask Saisei and Yuanyuan to sing a song."

Although Huang Ying'er was reluctant to let go, she also knew that her own men's affairs were all major national affairs and could not be delayed.

"There will be no war after this battle, right?" Huang Ying'er asked with her head tilted. From the first time she met, her little brother Hou spent almost half of her time rushing to various battlefields.

Hou Xuanyan said passionately: "Yes, but I don't have to do it myself."

The good generals are like clouds, the elite soldiers are like rain, and the commander is full of talents, and no one can compare to the strength. In the future, if you fight, you will have to take action yourself.

Hou Xuanyan held Huang Ying'er's hand and chatted for a while, then was driven out by two twin maids.

Hou Xuanyan could not refute their reasons. The two twin girls agreed that Hou Xuanyan would definitely want them to serve them at night. At that time, her own lady would be in a bad mood when she stared at her...

Hou Xuanyan shook his head, looked at the closed door, and smiled bitterly: "I will deal with you when I come back."

Hou Xuanyan, who was swept out of the house, returned to the study, checked the information from Liaodong, and then sorted out the matters of the court. He made sure that there would be no major chaos after he left, only Mu Tianbo was on the ground in Yunnan, and nothing else was wrong.

What he didn't know was that the apology team sent by the Duke of Qian was already in Huguang. According to the current course, it should be a waste. When they came, Hou Xuanyan was already on his way to Liaodong.

Hou Xuanyan, who was buried in the desk, heard the door ringing, and looked up and saw that Qian Wei was walking slowly with a cup of tea.

Qian Wei glanced at Hou Xuanyan, her eyes were full, and her cheeks were unexpectedly filled with two shy blushing.

"Husband, you have a hard time in the state, so have a cup of tea first."

Hou Xuanyan nodded, asked her to put down the tea tray, and patted her thigh.

Qian Wei came over obediently, and was hugged by Hou Xuanyan, allowing her to sit sideways on her legs. The two round and perky buttocks on her legs were still very elastic even through a layer of light silk. Hou Xuanyan reached into the strapless breast with one hand and held the petite soft and soft ball, and continued to read the memorials and secret scrolls on the desk with the other hand.

Qian Wei blushed and made a moan like a mosquito, and was afraid of affecting her husband's official duties. She forced herself to speak and dared not speak or twist her body. Her pretty face turned red, and under the red candle in the study, she looked even more charming.

Hou Xuanyan opened the last picture, which was sent by Wu Yi of the Manlacca, which said that the Dutch and Franchise people and the British around the Manlacca wanted to enter the Malacca and Ming transactions, and each offered relatively generous conditions.

Hou Xuanyan thought to himself that I would send Manraka and Taiwan. It would be difficult for these people to enter the entire coast of the Ming Dynasty. If they want to trade silk and ceramics worth tens of thousands of yuan with the Han people, they have to pass through the small foreign countries in Myanmar. No wonder they are so anxious. As he thought, the force in his hands gradually lost control and touched the hills and valleys. Qian Wei could no longer help it. A loud whine scared Hou Xuanyan.

Not all the daughters are as straightforward as Huang Ying'er. Qian Wei can't stand this shame, especially the wet and sticky feeling between her legs, which makes her want to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Qian Wei begged in a nearly sad tone: "Husband...You are busy with official business, Wei Er will go back to sleep first..."

Hou Xuanyan smiled and said, "I think so beautiful, I will do your little business first."

After saying that, he stood up and picked up Qian Wei's light body, pressed her from behind and pressed her onto the desk, and her plump buttocks showed a perfect curve, like a seductive peach.

The night was getting darker, and the study was quiet, with only the originally sturdy desk, making a subtle creaking sound.

Hou Xuanyan slowly picked up the teacup and drank it lightly. Qian Wei's tender body and soft waist under him were like small branches in the wind and rain, trembling and tensing and bent.

Hou Xuanyan patted her butt gently and said, "Pick up the pen."

Qian Wei was holding back her shy screams with all her strength, and she was very hard to beat her. She was completely defeated by this move.

Hou Xuanyan originally wanted Qian Wei, who was in the process of celebrating, to help him write and approve it. Seeing that this was impossible, he had to pick up the pen and pick up the memorial and put it on Qian Wei's exposed jade back.

As soon as she pressed her body, two balls pressed onto the table, and the arc was no longer there. Hou Xuanyan wrote in a slanted manner: "I have discovered that the Dutch and the Francophone sold weapons and arms to the Qing Dynasty, and they still wanted to go into the inland sea to trade. You can train the navy, repair the warships, and prepare gunpowder. When our army pacified Liao, it is time for war to start in the South China Sea."

After writing the last word, Hou Xuanyan's body slanted slightly, and there seemed to be a sound of oars breaking through the water in the Peach Blossom Land. Then the storm stopped suddenly, and the clouds stopped and the rain stopped...

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The next morning, the sun was shining brightly, Hou Xuanyan walked out of Qian Wei's room and stretched.

Hundreds of agile guards in the imperial palace stood quietly in front of the gate, a four-set carriage parked aside, and a divine horse with a black body with only a strand of white mane parked aside, constantly digging its hooves.

Hou Xuanyan walked to the front of the mansion with a group of family members behind him and turned around and said, "You guys go back now. This time I go to Liaodong is no longer as usual. I will be back soon, so there is no need to worry about it."

Hou Qi once said to Qin He: "Protect Wenyuan well, please give all of you."

Qin He and his guards hurriedly said, "The prince's safety is better than my life, and we will swear to protect the prince to the death."

Hou Xuanyan laughed and said, "In the past, life and death were hanging on the front line, but this time the victory and defeat were decided. You don't have to worry about me."

In the crowd, Yang Fujin held her daughter, frowned and shed tears, and was full of charm. Hou Xuanyan waved, called her over, reached out to hug Xiao Taozi and smiled, "Take good care of my baby daughter, go to Ying'er's place more often, and remind them if you have anything to do. The three in the courtyard are all clumsy, so you should look at it more." After saying that, he lifted Xiao Taozi into the air and asked, "You are going to go to the battle, what do you have to say to your father?"

Hou Wanshu tilted his head and giggled, "When Dad comes back, remember to bring the little deer that promised to give it to me."

The adults around laughed, and the atmosphere of separation suddenly eased a lot. Sometimes children are really like catalysts and can play a very magical role.

Hou Xuanyan laughed loudly, put his daughter on the ground, strode forward and boarded the carriage, lifted the curtain and said, "Go back."

Qin He set off with his personal guards, and the officials outside Jinling City had been waiting for a long time.

The chess banner is waving, and the red card is high. Hou Xuan's guard is extremely majestic. As soon as he arrives at the suburbs, he attracts countless people to watch.

Chen Mingyu brought all the officials to show him respectfully, and Hou Xuanyan sang: "Do you have to worry about all the affairs of the court, and when I return to victory, I will send the head of the Tartars to the traitors' building to the traitors' disaster to the country to avenge the bloody feud of the Tartars."

Ma Shiying bowed and said, "I wish the prince a victory in his flag, good at the unfinished northern expedition, and rebuild the achievements of China."

Hou Xuanyan looked at him, smiled knowingly, and ordered to continue to set off.

This time I took the sea route, boarded the ship from Longtan Port, went straight down the river to reach the sea area, and set sail to Liaodong.

As a result, the journey was greatly reduced, and I guess I would be able to reach Jinzhou soon. I don’t know how long the Qing Dynasty can last.

Hou Xuanyan and his group had just walked out of Jinling, and a large ship docked in Jiangning. The group came down from the boat and had a great show.

A group of servants escorted several men with brocade clothes and jade belts off the boat. Their clothes were obviously good, but their faces were frowning.

A young man who looked over 20 years old, twisted his waist and stretched his arms after getting off the boat. He saw that he didn't often take the boat and felt uncomfortable all over. He looked around and saw that Jinling was indeed no less than a hundred times more prosperous than Yunnan, and he cried out: "I finally arrived in Jinling. I don't know if I can survive this time. Alas, what's the matter that my brother did."

"Say less! The fate of our Mu family is in your hands. How did the Duke of the State tell you when he came?" The person who answered him was not young, with a head full of white hair but was much better than that of the young master.

"All right, all you can listen to you."

Mu Tianbo's memorial was a memorial, and while he was addicted to the mouth, it caused a catastrophe to the Mu family.

As the sheep was lost, he sent his cousin and his younger brother to come to Jinling to plead with him.

As soon as their ship got ashore, the guards in the palace had already reported the spiritual medicine, and Chunhe was full of murderous aura.

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