The smile on Changsun Wuji's face suddenly froze, and his face turned as dark as a pot.
The godly Yushu Linfeng cannot be used. What happened to the heir of my majestic Yangzhou Governor?
At this moment, a childish laughter was heard coming from the steps.
Everyone looked over in unison and laughed out loud. The girl Wu Guo, whose starry eyes were as crescent as the crescent moon, couldn't help but feel a little shy. She quickly covered her mouth and hid it on Han's body.
"She laughed. Listen, my sister laughed just now." Changsun Wuji couldn't help but look happy and exclaimed in disbelief.
"It's my sister." Yang Qian's face immediately turned dark. Why, why don't you smile at you twice? You just want to snatch my sister away from me, right?
"Hmm, um... Wu Gu can laugh, that's a good thing, Qian'er..." Yang Ning stroked his long beard and winked quickly with a smile.
Well, for my father's sake, I won't argue with anyone.
Changsun Wuji was also very unhappy, but when he saw the beautiful girl huddled behind Han, his heart almost melted...
Come on, for the sake of my sister, my grandson Wuji will not argue with anyone.
After returning to the hall, Yang Ning scolded him, somewhat dumbfounded.
"You kid, how do you talk?"
"Who made him so rude? He kept staring at Wu Gu after entering the door. Naturally, the child felt uncomfortable."
Han stretched out his hand to hug the powdery Wu Kuan into his arms, gently scratched Wu Kuan's pretty face, and said happily.
"Okay, husband, our elder brother can't be blamed for this. Besides, Wu Gu is so well-behaved and cute.
She is my daughter, dear, and I am not willing to give her away."
Wu Gu smiled sweetly at Han, stretched out his hand, and hugged Han. Han was so happy that he could hardly open his eyes.
Looking at the mother and son, Yang Ning smiled helplessly and thought for a while.
"Of course I can't bear to part with you. Well, no matter what, Wu Guan is a member of our Yang family."
"When Brother Shi Lian returns to Dongdu, I will personally discuss something with him..." After speaking, Yang Ning's voice was very soft, and it was low-key in Han's ear.
Mrs. Han was so happy that she beamed with joy and kept saying wonderful things. Yang Qian looked at the couple with a dark look on his face, never forgetting to tell the truth.
I'm your biological son. I just came back after going out for almost a month. I don't even know how to ask for help, and I'm drunk.
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Fortunately, the couple finally thought of their son, who had been wandering around for almost a month. Yang Ning stroked his long beard and sucked him out of habit...ha...
"By the way Qian'er, two days ago, His Majesty sent someone to ask when you would return to Beijing.
I also specifically told you that if you come back, remember to go and have an audience. It seems that His Majesty values you very much."
As soon as he listened to Yang Guang, Yang Qian couldn't help but think of the scene that day when he had eight knives stabbed in his back, holding the emperor of the Sui Dynasty with disheveled hair in his arms, running around the mountains and plains.
Yang Qian felt that his brain hurt, it hurt his eyes, and his memory was still fresh.
However, it was impossible to violate the will of the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. Fortunately, thinking about it, Yang Guang would no longer risk his life and lead a few thousand cattle on a hunting trip.
The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, with disheveled hair and open arms for a hug, will also become history.
"Thank you father for reminding me. My son, well, I will go to Ziwei Palace to pay homage to His Majesty after a day of rest."
"Are your father and mother still in good health during this time?"
Mother Han smiled and nodded. "Mom, it's okay. It's just your father. He has been very busy with official duties during this period."
"It's not just me, but the entire engineering department is very tired." Yang Ning took a sip of tea soup and said helplessly.
"The Ministry of Industry is responsible for supervising the manufacture of military equipment. Your Majesty wants to accomplish all the work in one fell swoop and determine Goguryeo by strength. There are countless weapons and equipment needed..."
Yang Qian looked at his gloomy father, but he was helpless. The work of the Ministry of Works was complicated, and he, a secretary of the Ministry of Education, could not go to the Ministry of Works to work on his behalf.
Yang Ning seemed not to want his family to worry about his official duties, so he changed the subject.
"By the way, Qian'er, you sent Wu Guo here earlier and sent a letter to Qi County to inform him. How did things go?"
"Yes, yes, sir, did the third lady also go to Qijun with you?"
Sure enough, men and women don't pay attention to the same thing.
Yang Qian did not hide anything, so he described the reasons for going to Qijun and what happened in Qijun in detail.
Yang Ning's eyelids jumped when she heard that, and she solemnly warned her after a long while.
"My son has indeed lived up to your mother and I's hopes, but if something like this happens next time.
It is better to act cautiously and put your own safety first.”
"Father taught you a lesson, and your children must remember it." Facing the concerned eyes of his parents, Yang Qian nodded and responded respectfully.
The family was reunited in the house, and the family of four were happily together in front of the brazier, under the lights, and the chill outside could not intrude no matter how loud it was.
Changsun Wuji stayed in his room. After reading for a long time, he couldn't help but stood up a little upset and took a look at his obviously bulging belly.
I couldn't help but slap him, but the question is, what should I do if I'm hungry?
Changsun Wuji had no choice but to go to his suitcase, open it, took out a small package, took it to the desk and spread it out carefully.
Inside, there are six neatly arranged sweet-scented osmanthus cakes...
"The jade tree is facing the wind... No, I can't eat it." However, when he thought of the adjective Yang Qian just said, Changsun Wuji instantly lost his appetite.
With an angry face, he picked up the small package again, walked to the suitcase, put the small package back, and locked the box.
I returned to the desk and sat down, picked up the book and was about to continue.
The more I thought about it, the unhappy I felt, and finally I simply threw the book on the desk and spoke with emotion.
"Who am I? The son of the governor of Yangzhou? Why should I be disturbed by what others say?"
He kept angrily complaining about Yang Qian's immoral and sarcastic words and actions, and repeated the actions just now.
Finally, six neatly arranged sweet-scented osmanthus cakes were placed on the desk.
Changsun Wuji sat upright, picked up an osmanthus cake and put it under his nose with a solemn expression, then opened his mouth and stuffed it in.
His expression became intoxicated and satisfied, and a vague voice came out of his mouth.
"It smells so good..."
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In Ziwei Palace, Yang Guang, who looked relaxed and leisurely, looked at Yang Qian who respectfully entered the palace and saluted.
Putting down the calligraphy and painting he was admiring in his hand, he chuckled.
"Oh, who do I think you are? It turns out to be you, kid. Why... I will allow you to enter the official position after the crowning ceremony next year.
But you can't just disappear and then disappear for almost a month, to the point where I can hardly remember who you are."
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