In his spare time, Emperor Xinfeng likes to hear officials tell a story about him returning to Beijing. He is the shocking party involved.

Unfortunately, I am young and only have great majesty in the hazy state.

The fire illuminated a touch of fun on his face. Now, he must carefully taste the taste of prestige and thus consider the years before the age of six.

He turned his face and captured the queen mother behind him and the eldest princess behind him. He was enough for Emperor Xinfeng, which was his strong support.

"Your Majesty, please come to the tent and you can watch the battle." Shi Yang, who followed him out of the capital, felt worried.

Emperor Xinfeng smiled with arrogance: "I am here, and I will see the consequences of the Southern Xinjiang rebels with my own eyes!"

The sea flavor is rich in the wind, this is the south.

From north to south, he drove across the country. The last moment of victory cannot be missed.

Scattered arrows rushed over, and the guards raised their shields to block them.

“That’s all?”

Emperor Xinfeng murmured to the city head: "Take out all your abilities and let me see the people who abandon them in difficulties, what are you relying on!"

The young man was not tall, but Chu Qianmian and the Empress Dowager both held hands and felt relieved.

...

The Queen Mother was in the flames of war and was like entering a illusion.

If the late emperor was still there, the late emperor would personally lead the army and invite the queen to come with him. From the perspective of "virtuous queen", the queen would give him a warning.

Out of spoiling her son, the Empress Dowager agreed to Emperor Xinfeng.

But now she feels extremely wonderful, and the new realm makes her confused.

How great should this passage be in the emperor's rebellion?

She was glad she was here.

...

Chu Qianmian stood in the wind, and seemed to hear the strong wind at the corner of her skirt.

When the autumn fragrance of the osmanthus in the south of the Yangtze River is in the autumn, the city will be broken tonight. Although I don’t know how many days to end the war, the dawn is already in front of me, and I can pick it up with my hand.

Looking back on the war outside the pass that year, arrow light shot out the carriage, and the two wet nurses were killed. She just grabbed a small swaddle and put it in her hand. Since then... until today, it has been truly successful and ended.

...

The King of Southern Xinjiang shouted many times, "To the Central Plains", and when he was fighting and retreating, he was still brave, but there was only a few hundred feet below the sea water behind him, and fatigue swept across his body.

There are hundreds of ships of all sizes in the sea, some of which are warships and some ordinary fishing boats, with people from different islands standing on them.

Obviously, they are not the help of the King of Southern Xinjiang, so it is appropriate to take advantage of the situation to rob.

The fatigue also attacked the King of Southern Xinjiang. When he saw the boy approaching step by step, he became more and more refreshed.

It feels like the Beijing chaos is still last year. In the blink of an eye, he is so big.

If he had known that he would be so strong, the King of Southern Xinjiang felt that he might not have rebelled. He always thought that he was weak and could not even survive.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and the King of Southern Xinjiang slightly raised a battle. He asked him to surrender, that would be impossible. He was self-destructive... He raised anger in his ears: "The king succeeded and the enemy lost!"

It was his son Duan Ping who committed suicide by wielding his knife.

He fell off the cliff, and the eyes of the King of Southern Xinjiang were in front of him, and something was leaking out. Emperor Xinfeng disappeared before his eyes, and what appeared were the ancestors of all generations.

"My Duan family discounts countless children have made the Southern Xinjiang. My Duan family has been entrenched here for generations. Is it ruined?"

As he was asking questions, the King of Southern Xinjiang roared and blood flashed out, it was his own.

Emperor Xinfeng watched him fall down and the corners of his mouth bent.

He took a few steps, and with Shi Yang's careful reminder, he was only a few steps away from the cliff. Here he could see two figures by the sea.

One is tall and straight, and the other is quintessential.

The overall situation has been decided, Shangguan Zhi and Chu Qianmian did not accompany him, and the young couple went to the beach to play first.

The waves rolled like endless, rolling up beautiful conchs. Shangguan Zhi squatted down and picked up one for Chu Qianmian.

Chu Qianmian looked at it, raised his hand and threw it into the sea.

Shangguan Zhi picked up another one and gave it to Chu Qianmian, and Chu Qianmian threw it away again.

The laughter came with the wind and faintly came to Emperor Xinfeng's ears. Emperor Xinfeng smiled, far happier than the fall of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

At the age of eleven, he knew that love affair between men and women was not going to disturb his brother and sister. But after a while, he still smiled and declared: "Borrow my sister's dowry and return it as it is."

He had just seen the inventory of the King of Southern Xinjiang. Although most of the accumulation of generations was spent on military preparations, the rest was still considerable.

It is enough for Emperor Xinfeng to repay the debt and make up for the cost of military service.

He generously promised Hua Xiaowu to keep her married in Beijing and give her some dowry.

In October, Emperor Xinfeng left officials to patrol southern Xinjiang and returned to Beijing under the urging of Shangguan Guojiu. He kept stopping along the way, and the ships quickly returned to the palace two days before the New Year.

...

Mrs. Shangguan sat under the candle and was absent-minded. The uncle came back in the third update of the snow in the frost. As soon as he entered the room, he saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and there were clothes and decorations piled up in the room, etc. Some of them had nothing to do with the New Year.

He picked up a short hairpin and the uncle recognized it as Shangguan Zhi used it when he was a child. He had a large piece of amber in his red gold body and was well maintained.

But what's the use of this?

"Madam, you don't have to wait for me to go to bed earlier. You need to take care of yourself during the Chinese New Year. Even though Antai has business, you can give her some housework to avoid overworking by yourself." Shangguan Guojiu put down his hairpin and said self-righteously.

Mrs. Shangguan described it dejectedly, but said, "I am not tired, so I see these things to relieve my boredom."

The red candle was laid on the fabric of carving silk flowers and embroidering carp eight treasures, and Shangguan Guojiu did not see any improvement.

After returning from a busy day, he had to argue with his wife. Shangguan Guojiu almost didn't do this. He spent most of his energy on official business, and he had to share half of his family evenly. He asked the girl to get water and wash, and thought about the business of the New Year, and slept with Mrs. Shangguan.

The next day was not a grand ceremony. The uncle fell asleep late and slept with confidence until the sky was white. When it snowed, the window paper was white early. He yawned and asked, "When is it?"

The uncle's wife did not get up either, but it was still early, she replied quietly, as if she was a little happy: "It's another day, Antai should have it."

The uncle, who would not change color even when Mount Tai collapsed, choked his saliva. He coughed while lifting the curtain and went to see the clothes and decorations that had been placed on the table last night. No wonder he felt something was wrong. It turned out that these were all children's things.

Shangguan Zhi’s old clothes.

Children are suitable for making clothes.

Shangguan Zhi’s old ornaments.

Children's style hairpin, jade pendant, and gem buckle.

"So that's what you mean." Shangguan Guojiu laughed and got out of bed. As long as he didn't leave the room, he always saw the fabric shaking on the corners of his eyes, and he wanted to laugh even more.

Mrs. Shangguan asked the girl to go out and took the comb to clean up the country's uncle: "The emperor has been fighting the Southern Kingdom for two years. During the two years, I have been waiting for An Tai to be pregnant. Zhi'er's old things have been packed out. I have prepared the things that should be prepared. I have made twelve of the little cradles with my own hands."

The uncle laughed loudly, and he was very happy when he looked at him in the morning: "Greedy Ghost."

"Oh, An Tai was not pregnant. If she had a child late, it was like us, but they got married late. I already had Zhier at her age." Mrs. Shangguan knocked the uncle on the shoulder with a comb, not very happy for his smile.

No matter how you look at it, it seems a bit gloating. Isn’t the grandson his?

Shangguan Guojiu took out his thoughts on measuring the affairs of the world and explained to his wife: "There are many people who have not been married for two years. And madam, do you think Pingnan is the time for young couples to have fun? When they went to the island, I was worried every day, and they were afraid that they would always keep their hearts in mind, and they didn't have that spirit..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Shangguan Guojiu thought of what he had just said, involving his son and daughter-in-law's room.

He blushed and said to Mrs. Shangguan simply: "What should be coming will come, you won't be in a hurry."

"Even if I'm not in a hurry, my clothes and new hairpins will be anxious." Mrs. Shangguan combed her husband's hair and said to herself: "The Chu family's Najisha Milk came to see me and said that she had recently burned incense to the Niangniang Temple to bless An Tai to get a noble son, otherwise I would go with her."

Shangguan Guojiu suppressed his smile: "Go, go, the female family should send incense money everywhere. You are not peaceful, this is your job, if you still have time to drink in the New Year."

Put on the dark snow coat of green pine and white crane, and there were three steps away from the door. Mrs. Shangguan remembered and called him: "What's the arrangement for the uncle to not eat New Year's wine these days?"

"You are a person who can't remember anything you think about your grandson. I told you before the New Year that King An You and I will go to Juyongguan for inspection these days." Shangguan Guojiu was helpless.

Mrs. Shangguan suddenly realized: "There are these words, okay, the uncle of the country invites you. King An You is famous for not taking on political affairs. He is willing to accompany you to inspect, which shows that the uncle of the country has great face."

Seeing that his wife was getting more and more forgotten, Shangguan Guojiu walked out with a smile. Without a few steps, he met Shangguan Zhi and Chu Qianmian.

The young couple was very happy early in the morning, carrying a handful of plum blossoms each.

I stopped when I saw it: "Father, are you going out now?"

Bai Xue is like a good background. Shangguan Zhi is handsome and beautiful, and Chu Qianmian is beautiful. Shangguan Guojiu thought for no reason what kind of good face he would have when he gave birth to a child in the future.

Unexpectedly, I could still sit firmly. Let my wife mutter, and there was a ball of anxiety in Shangguan Guojiu's heart.

"You guys are playing now? Let's play. It's cold during the Chinese New Year, so don't leave the house easily." Shangguan Guojiu felt that he was speaking bluntly enough.

Shangguan Zhi and Chu Qianmian returned to the room with confidence, holding ten plum vases each to compete for who pinched the best plum branches and who inserted them the best.

The winner eats wine, and the loser is honest and etiquette.

After comparing one bottle after another, the fragrance in the room was as fragrant as Meilin. I sent the best to the empress dowager, to Emperor Xinfeng, to Mrs. Shangguan, and to relatives.

Mrs. Shangguan knew that they were in the room all morning, and she had a bright smile with her during the afternoon of lunch. She said to the guest, "Any? She is not tired after two years of war. The emperor said, "Let her rest well."

Emperor Xinfeng actually didn't mean this, just a greeting.

But Mrs. Shangguan used it just right, and there was no trace.
To be continued...