The maid's soft voice came from outside the study.
"My servant is here, what do you want me to do?"
"Find the princess, Mrs. Rongrong, and Butler Liu Song."
"My slave, please obey. Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
Liu Mingzhi listened to the footsteps of the maid gradually disappearing, rolled up the rice paper with the words "The rain is coming, the wind is coming, and the building is full" and put it into the flower tube on the side.
Then he changed to a small pen, sat on a chair, spread out pieces of rice paper, and started writing at his desk.
In the time it took to burn an incense stick, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer from outside the study, and gradually became clearer.
"Husband, can I come in?"
Liu Mingzhi picked up his pen and dipped in ink, raised his eyes and glanced at the door: "Yun'er, come in."
Qi Yun walked into the room calmly, looked at her husband's figure writing at the desk, and walked slowly over. When she saw the scattered rice paper on the side, she rolled up her sleeves and started to clean it up, but Liu Mingzhi raised his hand to stop it.
"Yun'er, please sit down first. My husband will do these things by himself."
Qi Yun was stunned for a moment, and without asking why, she obediently sat on the chair opposite her and intentionally glanced aside, not to look at what her husband was writing on the rice paper.
After a while, Liu Mingzhi placed the pen on the brush washer, sorted out the scattered papers, took out his personal seal, stamped it one by one, folded the rice paper and stuffed it into the envelope one by one, and then
He picked up the pen again and wrote down names one by one on the envelope.
"Yun'er!"
Qi Yun hurriedly turned her gaze from the study decoration to her husband: "I am here, what's wrong with your husband?"
Liu Mingzhi stood up and walked to Qi Yun, grabbed Qi Yun's white jade hand and stuffed a thick stack of envelopes into Qi Yun's palm.
"Yun'er, these letters are stored together with the letters that my husband gave you when he last came to Beijing. My husband will notify you when it is time to give them to the person who signed them."
Qi Yun obediently put the letter into her sleeves, and looked at Liu Mingzhi with her beautiful eyes worriedly.
"Husband, did something happen?"
Liu Mingzhi raised his hands, placed them on Qi Yun's crystal-clear cheeks, caressed her for a while, and slowly held the beauty in his arms.
"No, nothing happened. These letters are just a backup for my husband.
Silly madam, you and I have been married for more than ten years, but your husband has been flirting with women and brought back so many sisters for you. I am ashamed of your deep affection, madam.
The Spring Festival is approaching, and it’s time to return to Beijing for reunion.
My husband wanted to leave you something."
"This is all what I want. As long as my husband is happy, it doesn't matter if I feel a little wronged. As long as everything is well with my husband, everything I do is worth it and I am willing to do it."
"I, Liu Mingzhi, have the privilege of marrying you..."
"Husband, can I come in?"
Gu Mo Rongrong's voice came from outside the study. Liu Mingzhi put down the palm on Qi Yun's back, smiled lightly and looked towards the door.
"Rongrong, come in!"
"good!"
When Aunt Mo Rongrong stepped into the study room, she saw her eldest sister Qi Yun, who was clinging to her husband. She hurriedly bowed and said, "I don't know that my sister is here too. My sister is polite."
"My sisters, sisters don't need to be polite."
"Thank you sister."
"Husband, what do you want to do with me?"
Liu Mingzhi let go of Qi Yun, turned around, took an envelope from the desk and walked towards Gumo Rongrong.
Putting the envelope into the beauty's hand, Liu Mingzhi leaned into the beauty's ear and gently gave instructions.
Gumo Rongrong nodded from time to time and slowly put the envelope away.
"I understand, husband, please rest assured."
"Master, the little one is here."
"Come in!"
"yes!"
"I've met the young lady, I've met Madam Rongrong."
"No gift!"
"Thank you, madam. Master, what are your orders?"
"Tell Xiaowu and Xiaojiu to arrange transportation back to Beijing, and then come over again. I have something to tell you."
"Yes, please excuse me."
After Liu Song left, Liu Mingzhi held the two beauties' wrists with both hands.
"That's all my husband asked you to do. You go back first."
"Okay, I understand, let's go back first."
"Um!"
The two girls didn't waste any time and left the study together.
Liu Mingzhi looked around the layout of the study with some nostalgia, walked to the study, picked up a letter, opened it, and silently compared it with the battle report beside him.
Liu Mingzhi read a few simple pieces of paper over and over again, as if he wanted to thoroughly understand the contents on the paper.
However, it wasn't until Liu Song's voice came from outside the door again that Liu Mingzhi put the paper in his hand into the drawer with a faint suspicion in his eyes.
"Master, the carriage frame is ready. Do you have any other instructions for me?"
"Instruct Sun Mingfeng, Tao Li, Ye Jinghui, Qin Guang and others to gather three thousand soldiers to wait outside the city and accompany me to the capital."
Liu Song looked at the young master who frowned in astonishment: "Master, according to the law, the number of troops entering the capital is not allowed to exceed five hundred. Is three thousand a bit too much?"
In Liu Song's impression, the young master visited the capital many times, and most of the time he only brought a few dozen personal soldiers to accompany him. Occasionally, he only went to the capital alone with the young ladies. The number of times when he had more than 300 soldiers and horses was very rare.
"It has never happened that three thousand soldiers and horses were ordered to accompany them to Beijing at once."
Looking at Liu Song who reminded him, Liu Mingzhi waved his hand casually.
"You don't have to worry about whether it exceeds the limit or not. Just follow my instructions and pass it on to Sun Mingfeng and the others."
"Yes, I understand, young master. Does the young master have any other instructions?"
"That's all for now, I'll let you know when I think of the others."
"Yes, please excuse me."
After Liu Song left, Liu Mingzhi squatted under the desk and groped for a while, took out his royal seal and walked behind the bookshelf.
After a while, he walked out empty-handed, spent another quarter of an hour in the study buttoning his clothes, then tidied up his clothes, locked the door of the study, and rushed towards Qi Yun's courtyard.
"Husband!"
"Husband!"
"Husband!"
"husband....."
As soon as Liu Mingzhi entered the study, he saw that except Qi Yun, all the beauties around him gathered in Qi Yun's room carrying a medium or small baggage.
When they saw me walking in, everyone came up to me with smiles on their faces.
Yun Qingshi and Ling Weier also came forward to greet them with their infant children in their arms.
Liu Mingzhi frowned slightly, looking at Qi Yun who was packing the package, and glanced at the smiling beauties in front of him.
"What are you packing your bags for?"
The girls, who had packed their bags and were happily preparing to return to Beijing with their husbands to celebrate the New Year's reunion, were stunned and looked blankly at their frowning husband.
What does your husband mean by this? Don't you want your sisters to follow you when you return to Beijing this time?
If we go back to celebrate the New Year, what will it be if our daughters-in-law don’t go back?
The girls reacted and subconsciously looked at Qi Yun, who was packing up to bow, and Gu Mo Rongrong, who was standing beside her and also holding a bundle.
Qi Yun also stopped packing her baggage, and looked at Liu Mingzhi with a slight frown on her eyebrows.
"Husband...husband, I heard that you asked Liu Song to prepare the carriage back to Beijing. Aren't you going back to celebrate the New Year? Won't we...our sisters accompany you back to visit your elders?"
The bewildered looks in the girls' eyes made Liu Mingzhi raise his hand and gently rub his temples.
"I blame my husband for not making it clear to you.
The war in Turkic territory is tense, and my husband did not want to return to Beijing to celebrate the festival this year. However, the imperial court repeatedly summoned him. My husband's return to Beijing this time was to deal with government affairs, not to visit his hometown and relatives.
You and your children can just stay at the palace to celebrate the New Year. After handling the government affairs, your husband will rush back to reunite with you.
I came here just to tell you, but I didn't expect you to have prepared your bags in advance.
Ladies, please understand the difficulties of being a husband and stay at home honestly this time.
Especially Qingshi and Wei'er, who have just given birth and are already weak, and Zhengran and Shuang'er, two siblings who have just turned one month old, how can they withstand the fatigue of traveling and traveling?
She has become a mother, but she doesn’t know how to be considerate of her child, who should be beaten.”
Liu Mingzhi's words made Yun Qingshi and the two beauties lower their heads in shame, feeling a little guilty looking at their infant children sleeping soundly.
"What my husband taught me is that I knew I was wrong."
"I also realize my mistake. Husband, please don't be angry."
"Not only you two, but also Yun'er and Yan'er, you also have to act like 'seniors'. The two of them have just become mothers, but you are not. If you have nothing to do, teach them how to take care of their children.
After my husband leaves, if I know that you have treated my husband’s two precious babies badly, let’s see how my husband will deal with you when he comes back.”
After Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, he raised his palm and slapped the three princesses who were nearby, Murong Shan and Murong Shan hard on the buttocks, causing the two girls to squeal and dodge around the other sisters.
"Go back and have a rest. After changing your clothes for your husband, it's time to go on your way. I have official duties, so I can't delay."
The girls nodded regretfully, bowed, and left the room with their respective baggage.
"Yun'er, please change my husband's clothes."
"good!"
Qi Yun took out Liu Mingzhi's dragon robe from the closet, took off her husband's Confucian shirt and began to change it.
During this period, Qi Yun's beautiful eyes were filled with expressions of hesitation and hesitation, looking at her husband's calm expression while holding out his hands, she finally swallowed the words.
The worry in his eyes showed.
After drinking tea, Liu Mingzhi gently stroked the blade of the Heavenly Sword for a while, put it on the jade belt with a python pattern, and nodded and pecked Qi Yun's cherry lips.
"After my husband leaves, you will have to worry about all the affairs in the house."
"I know my identity, I respectfully send you off to my husband."
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, held on to the hilt of his sword, and strode out of the house with great strides.