Mrs. Liu doesn’t know what to say. The master has always been an ambitious person. He can always see everything clearly with a far-sighted view. No one in the Zhou Dynasty is smarter than the master, but planning a country is not a simple matter, otherwise
The master would never go to war like this.
Mrs. Liu couldn't hold back her beating heart, "Master, what if our family is like the Feng family?"
Liu Yantian sneered, "Who is Feng Guochang? I, Liu Yantian, am hundreds of times stronger than him. How could our family end up like the Feng family? The emperor has no choice but to use me now. There is no capable minister in the civil and military affairs of the dynasty. We cannot bring all the people together."
All rights are given to Zhou Chengling."
It was only after he saw this clearly that he came out to manage the cabinet like this.
"You must know that after Feng Guochang fell, there were hundreds of officials implicated by Feng's party. The imperial court was eager to recruit Enke to fill these positions. Who should be in charge of the overall situation now?" Liu Yantian's eyes flashed.
Mrs. Liu held her cold fingers and said, "Then... what should the Queen Mother do? Since the Emperor knows about the Queen Mother's arrangements, he will know that our family is involved in these."
"The Queen Mother is the biological mother of the Emperor. As long as it is explained clearly," Liu Yantian was a little hesitant when he said this. As long as the throne is involved, even mother and son have to be separated. "I will go to the palace to explain to the Emperor that the Queen Mother also has good intentions."
, I thought about having a child who would become the emperor’s heir.”
Mrs. Liu shouted Amitabha. Fortunately, the master had already thought about it. Otherwise, she didn't know when her heart would be settled.
Besides, Yang Bingzheng was still in his hand. When the critical moment came, he would take Yang Bingzheng out to see if Yang would give in.
…
Yang Mo watched Mrs. Dong feed Dong Zhao and ate a big bowl full of gnocchi.
There is nothing better than watching a patient eat.
Mrs. Dong turned her head and looked at Yang Mo, "I don't know if it's okay to eat so much."
Yang Mo said very cheerfully, "Okay, you can eat normally from now on, but it's best to eat softer food for a few days first."
After Dong Zhao had finished his meal, Yang Mo went to see Dong Zhao's injury.
The wound was an ugly purple-red color, and the scar was as curved as a long centipede.
After seeing this, Mrs. Dong's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. Her scalp was numb and her whole body hurt from the outside in. It was really scary to think about it. Mother and son were almost separated from each other.
Dong Zhao lowered his head, and Yang Mo was very focused on changing the dressing. These days, she rarely pretended to be around, just because her movements were very dexterous, which saved him a lot of pain, or maybe he already felt uncomfortable every time he saw her.
It hurts, but feels sad.
He has never felt that he is a despicable person. He likes someone and still misses her until they get married. This heart cannot calm down.
The most unspeakable thing in his life was that he was so happy for a woman that he couldn't tell others but kept it buried in his heart forever.
"After changing the medicine, we will fight for a few more rounds." Old General Fan came over with help.
Yang Mo turned her head, "It's not okay to continue like yesterday," she said, her eyes falling on the chessboard held by the servant behind Old General Fan, "You can play chess, one game at most. The old general and the prince have to rest."
General Fan stretched out his hand to twist his beard. Yang Mo stood up and looked at General Fan's wounds.
In fact, the wound didn't heal very well. After all, Dong Zhao was young and in good health, while General Fan was a little older. Although penicillin and maggots were somewhat effective, I'm afraid the arm might not be saved even if there was no risk to his life if it continued like this.
Yang Mo looked at Old General Fan, "If the wound doesn't improve in the past two days, I'm afraid we need to change the treatment method."
Mrs. Fan couldn't help feeling nervous.
Dong Zhao also frowned. If the old general had not given him all the medicine, this situation would not have happened.
"Don't think too much. If that doesn't work, just cut off the arm." Old General Fan said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you lose an arm. There are many one-armed generals in the world. How many of them died on the battlefield? How many of them died on the battlefield?"
There are no bones left, my old life was saved by Grandma Shi, what more can I ask for," he said, turning to look at Mrs. Fan, "Don't be afraid, there is nothing to be afraid of, I am alive."
When Mrs. Fan heard this, her eyes could not help but heat up, and she almost shed tears.
Don't be afraid, I'm alive.
She also wanted to comfort the old lady, but she didn't expect that the old lady would comfort them in turn.
General Fan's voice was clear, "The Tatars were beaten away, Baoding was saved, and we are still alive. This is the best result. We come back and reunite as a family. Even if we are missing an arm, we can still live. What does it matter? No one can
Don't cry, just listen to Grandma Shi's arrangements."
How many people can be as open-minded as General Fan and see gains and losses clearly?
Yang Mo couldn't help but feel admiration in her heart. If she could do the same when her hair turns gray, she would be satisfied.
Yang Mo looked at Old General Fan, "Old General, not only did he survive, but he will also live a long life." After saying that, he paused and turned around, "But you still have to listen to me in everything. If I say no,
The old general is not allowed to do it."
General Fan immediately retorted, "You can't let me stop playing chess."
Yang Mo refused to back down, "It can only be one game."
Mrs. Fan cried and laughed, but the old man had a stubborn temper, but he only listened to Grandma Zhou Shi's words. Grandma Shi's face was very serious when she told the rules. No matter who saw it, they felt guilty and did not dare to come forward to bargain.
It is this kind of character that can hold down so many people.
"I will play a game with my grandfather." Miss Fan San, who was wearing a goose-yellow gown and a double-snail bun, whispered in General Fan's ear.
Old General Fan finally had a smile on his face again, "Okay, okay, I'm getting old, and that boy Dong Zhao always plots against me when I'm not paying attention. You watch next to me and let me kill him," Grandma Shi said
A game of chess is a game, and a game determines the outcome."
The servants of the Fan family put the chess pieces on the table. Just when Dong Zhao wanted to give up the pieces, General Fan grabbed a handful of chess pieces and asked Dong Zhao to guess odd or even, "I have three girls with me this time, so there is no need for you to give up."
Mrs. Fan covered her mouth and laughed.
Then the three girls and the old man could deal with Prince Dong together. Fortunately, the old man still spoke so righteously and confidently, as if it was fair.
After a lifetime of fighting on the battlefield, there was still fighting on the chessboard. Mrs. Dong was not interested in chess, so she and Mrs. Fan went outside to talk.
"Thanks to Mrs. Fan for these days," Mrs. Dong said softly. "Without your help, I don't know if I could have survived. I'm afraid that before Zhao'er gets better, I will collapse first."
"If the prince hadn't led the troops to Baoding at that time, it would have been our old lady who went there. Our old lady was ill at the time, and I'm afraid he would never return. Besides, even if it were the other way around, my wife would stay with our family.
"
Mrs. Dong's face felt hot when she was told that she was not as good as the Fan family in this regard. She thought she was superior to others by guarding the ancestral shadow and did not interact with the generals' families very much. Otherwise, she would have given some rice grains and medicines this time.
Go to the Yakutang.
In the final analysis, it was the Fan family and the Yang family who ignored the past grudges. From then on, she no longer had the shame to maintain her identity.
"I made the wrong move." Old General Fan's voice came.
Mrs. Dong and Mrs. Fan couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Grandpa, don't worry," Miss Fan San said, "take your time, the game of chess has just begun."
Mrs. Fan said: "Only my third girl can talk to the old man. The old man clamored to go home, so I had to call the third girl to persuade him."
Miss Fan San's beautiful face and clear eyes appeared in front of Mrs. Dong's eyes, "Is this really a good child?"
Mrs. Fan didn't understand, "What?"
Mrs. Dong remembered that Dong Zhao had always missed Grandma Zhou Shi. Even if she liked Miss Fan San in her heart, how could she say it out loud.
"I heard about Madam's family affairs," Mrs. Fan said. Mrs. Dong's expression immediately changed. Mrs. Fan immediately looked apologetic, "Madam, don't blame me for talking too much. We listened to these things in private and thought about it."
Instead of avoiding it, it is better to help Madam with advice."
Mrs. Fan was talking about the Jiang family and Brother Yao. She didn't have time these days so she ignored it. Zhao'er kept silent when she heard that she had a younger brother. She really didn't know what to do in the future.
Mrs. Fan said: "A concubine is a concubine. You cannot let her get past you, especially the Duke's outer room. He has not let the lady know for so many years. No matter what, it is the Duke who is at fault first. Madam
We should take this opportunity to take good control of the outer room. The arrangements for the sleeping arrangements must be done by the madam. The madam has confined her in the courtyard. If she goes out casually or complains in front of the Duke, she will make a mistake.
, Madam will be better able to handle her."
"If Madam leaves her alone like this, it will only become more difficult to control her in the future..."
What Mrs. Fan said was that she was panicked and didn't think much about it.
"Madam is angry now, so her mind is in a mess, and I am also making random ideas." At this point, Mrs. Fan paused, "There is something I want madam to know. Our second wife went to Qinghua Temple to offer incense.
When we met Aunt Jiang, we, the second wife, didn’t recognize her at first. The incense and candle baskets she used were from the house, and Aunt Jiang spent a lot of money and asked people from the temple to lead her to the wing to rest. Our second wife thought, Beijing.
There are several Dong families here..."
She first discussed this matter with Grandma Shi, who said she should talk to Mrs. Dong.
"Ma'am, think about it carefully."
Just burn incense, how could they go to the wing to rest? Mother and son had just arrived in Beijing, so how could someone they didn't know stay outside, and Aunt Jiang didn't let anyone talk to her about going to the wing.
Mrs. Dong suddenly felt a chill and the hairs on her body stood on end. She also wanted others to remind her of these things.
That's why Mrs. Fan came up with the idea of locking up Jiang to see if she would leave the house. As long as Jiang acted arbitrarily again, she could have someone investigate her.
Yes, from now on she will have people follow Jiang to see what Jiang is up to.
…
"My lord, you lost," Miss Fan San did not count carefully, "you lost to my grandfather by one eye."
Old General Fan nodded and smiled. He thought he was at the end of his rope, but who knew that another village would see another bright future.