There is also a gift for the imperial grandfather Lao Ming, and of course, Empress Hu also has it.
Madam Hu’s is a scarf, it will be cooler in the mountains in the morning and evening. Although Madam Hu is a martial arts practitioner, juniors always have to express their feelings.
The most important thing is that I don’t know what Empress Hu is missing.
Therefore, after a group of five people left Prince Su's Mansion, they went to Meizhuang.
Xiao Lao Shi has now gone to the army, so there are only two masters in the mountain.
Perhaps because of the carefree life in the mountains, Lao Ming's originally gray hair has turned black again, making him look younger than before. Perhaps the main reason is that the noisy little Lao Shi has gone down the mountain.
Lao Ming was very happy to see his grandson. He is getting older and needs some well-behaved children and grandchildren around him.
Lao Ming always thought that the children were in the border town. After retreating, he could really not ask about the affairs of the court or other matters.
He can trust Lao Wu and the current court.
Asking is interfering. He hopes that Lao Wu can move forward bravely without any other scruples.
The father and son had not seen each other for a while, and even when they did meet, they could not exchange a few caring words.
It was rare for them to come today, so the father and son had a table alone, drank some wine, and chatted.
"Father, how happy is your life here?" Yu Wenhao asked.
"Very good!" Lao Ming took a sip and looked around the mountain with a smile on his face. "I have lived here for so many years. When I think of the life in the palace, I feel that it is really not a human life. Have you ever imagined that I would be alone?"
Didn't the emperor never see the sun rise or set during all those years?"
Yu Wenhao nodded, "My son didn't know until he became emperor, but he still knows how to watch the sunrise and sunset."
"You are different from my father, you are more capable than my father."
At that time, I woke up early in the dark, and was under heavy pressure. I didn’t know where the joy of life had been left. Every day before going to bed, I thought about national affairs. When I got up, I was thrown in a bunch of bad news. I worked hard. I didn’t know when the day would come.
head.
Although he has supreme power, he is me and I have long since lost myself.
"Now that the country is peaceful and the people are at peace, don't work too hard, relax and balance work and rest. It is not a sin to enjoy being an emperor occasionally." Lao Ming advised his son.
"I know." This is what Yu Wenhao is doing now. In addition to the peace and prosperity of the country and the people, he also has a group of capable guys, one of whom can serve eight people.
He was just a little busier in the first two years after he took the throne, but his life was basically easier after that.
Naturally, he will not take it lightly, but he does have enough time to plan and plan the development for the next five or ten years.
Lao Ming was very pleased.
Unavoidably, I drank two more drinks and talked about my son and grandson in the border town. Indispensable, I also talked about King Wei.
This son is the one he can't let go of the most, and he hopes he won't be alone in his life.
Yu Wenhao then said with a smile: "Why don't you send an order to your son to return to Beijing and let him live with you in Meizhuang? How about being here with you and drinking and chatting with you?"
Lao Ming waved his hands hurriedly, "No need, just let him stay in Jiangbei Mansion."
The stubborn ass of the third child can make people mad to death even if he stays around.
He still wants to live a few more years to see this prosperous age.
Lao Ming's favorite grandson is Bao'er, because Bao'er is the future emperor.
Lao Ming himself knew how hard it was to be an emperor, so he felt sorry for Baozi in advance.
"Lao Wu, you have given birth to many good seeds for the Yuwen family." Lao Ming, half drunk, patted his son on the shoulder and said.
Yu Wenhao smiled and looked at the few people eating in the yard, his eyes flowing across their faces one by one, "It's Lao Yuan who gave birth to him."
"Well, you have contributed a lot!" Lao Ming insisted on this point, "The most important thing is that our Yuwen family has good roots, and our descendants will not be bad."
After dinner, it was already getting late, so they stayed in Meizhuang for one night.
Life in the mountains is quiet and comfortable. The mountain breeze is blowing and the stars are all over the sky. Yu Wenhao and his wife sit on the hillside and breathe in the fresh air.
Talk to the eavesdropping animals and insects.
Long Qingruo realized that the effect of the inhibitor was beginning to fade.
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