Shen Qingyu walked out of the room, and the bragging outside suddenly stopped.
Erbao happily jumped out of his father's arms and ran towards Shen Qingyu.
"Mother!"
That sweet call made everyone laugh.
"You've been following your mother for the past two days, and you're still so clingy to her?"
This is Qi Yunxiao's joke.
Erbao had already jumped into her mother's arms, grabbing Shen Qingyu's neck while arguing with her father vigorously: "This is my mother, so of course I will stick to her!"
Shen Qingyu's mood is very complicated.
How could the second treasure talk so much in the past?
We haven’t seen each other for only a month or two, and we have become a chatterbox.
The original person was really not kind to her in the past six years, but she didn't care. It seemed that just a few months of good treatment had healed all the childhood trauma...
Shen Qingyu tilted her head and kissed Erbao's cheek.
Erbao was obviously stunned for a moment, then quickly turned his head and kissed Shen Qingyu on the cheek.
"Mom! I'm so happy! I like kisses from you." Erbao hugged Shen Qingyu's neck tightly and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth.
Shen Qingyu sincerely praised: "You can express your feelings, and my mother is very happy. She also likes to hold you and kiss you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Erbao kissed Shen Qingyu several times!
Qi Yunxiao's eyes grew hot: I also like to kiss and hug...
However, Qi Yunxiao cannot say it in public.
Suddenly I felt a little jealous that Erbao was young and could act unscrupulously... Oh!
After praising Erbao, Shen Qingyu nodded to the crazy Taoist to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for worrying about Erbao these past few months. If it weren't for you, she wouldn't be so willing to say such thoughtful words to me."
The crazy Taoist priest only smiled and nodded.
This caring little doll is truly the best treasure God has given me.
Not only does he know how to know cold and hot, but he also pays close attention to every detail.
Now that I have been traveling around for a long time, I have developed a small mouth.
With time, as long as she learns all her skills, her future path will naturally be smooth.
It’s not a waste of time for master and disciple.
When everyone is ready, we are ready to go home.
The group of people packed up and prepared to leave, but as soon as they walked out of the door, they heard a cry and howl next door.
Shen Qingyu and Qi Yunxiao looked at each other in surprise, hesitating whether to mind their own business.
If they were in the Xia Kingdom, the two of them would definitely leave without hesitation.
But this is Daqi after all.
If you don’t care at all, are you still considered a Daqi person?
So Qi Yunxiao motioned to the dragon guard to ask.
The dragon guard came to reply shortly.
Next door is a deputy commander of the border garrison, and the one who just cried was a leading actor in a theater troupe.
"Why are you crying?" Shen Qingyu was curious.
"Can the garrison directly buy private houses by themselves?" Qi Yunxiao darkened his face.
Even though he has not joined the army, he knows that soldiers are not allowed to live outside privately.
As the deputy commander of the garrison, he must regard the camp as his home.
Not to mention the drama troupe.
The dragon guard briefly explained: "The deputy commander said he wanted the troupe to stay and sing for a few more days. The troupe was not happy, so the deputy commander got angry and beat up the old troupe leader." p>
Qi Yunxiao was silent for two seconds, turned around and walked to the next room.
Knock on the door and open the door. A fat man with a beard comes to open the door. His eyes like bells glare at Qi Yunxiao: "Who is this?"
Qi Yunxiao took out the token and waved it to the fat man: "Are you Jiang Hai? Deputy Commander Jiang?"
When Jiang Hai heard this, he looked Qi Yunxiao up and down for a while: "Are you the eldest son of the Marquis of Qingping?"
Qi Yunxiao nodded: "It's me."
"What's the matter with you?" Jiang Hai put his hands on his hips, as if "I don't welcome you".
Qi Yunxiao pointed inside: "What's going on with the crying and howling over there?"
"What does it have to do with you?" Jiang Hai raised his chin, his impatience no longer hidden.
Qi Yunxiao chuckled: "I'm sorry, before I left Beijing, the Holy Father gave me a task and asked me to patrol with the dragon guards. No, if I find anything, I always have to ask."
Jiang Hai frowned and looked Qi Yunxiao up and down again, especially his forehead.
Qi Yunxiao has washed away his disguise, and his dark forehead is very conspicuous.
Probably because Qi Yunxiao's identity was finally confirmed, Jiang Hai suddenly changed his face and laughed: "That's really going to be a misunderstanding."
"A theater troupe came here a few days ago. We asked the theater troupe to sing for the officers and soldiers on the border for two days, and also to relieve their fatigue. Who knows whether they will live or die..."
As he spoke, Jiang Hai's expression changed, ranging from unruly and arrogant to determination to win, and a hypocritical smile.
Qi Yunxiao looked gentle and had a smile on his face: "How do I remember that the Holy One has an order that no idlers are allowed to enter the important military camp area? Could it be that the theater troupe is not counted as idlers?"
Jiang Hai laughed again, and was about to slap Qi Yunxiao on the shoulder with a palm as big as a palm fan: "Brother Qi, you don't know, our life is very boring here..."
Qi Yunxiao took two steps back, and the smile on his face slowly faded: "I wonder if I can meet the people from the theater troupe?"
Jiang Hai was stunned, and his expression of trying to get close to him slowly stopped.
He glanced at the sergeant behind him, and the sergeant went to the back.
The crying and howling in the back had stopped when the door was opened, but at this time, the sound of arguing could be heard.
Then there were the men's screams and the women's exclamations.
Not long after, a woman with slightly messy hair came over, along with an older class leader in his fifties.
Qi Yunxiao and Shen Qingyu saw the bruises and redness on the leader's face at a glance.
Looking at the way he was limping, it was unclear: he was beaten.
The woman's facial features are delicate and beautiful, and she seems to have a natural charm. Even if her face is full of anger, she still can't hide it.
"Speak properly!" Jiang Hai scolded in a deep voice.
The troupe leader looked at Jiang Hai fearfully and knelt down: "Shangguan, we are a traveling troupe, the Yuexiu troupe. My surname is Huang."
"I was thinking about whether I could go to Xia Kingdom to beg for food. The Mid-Autumn Festival there is very lively, and many people will invite theater troupes to perform..."
Seeing that the leader was getting further and further away, the girl Zhihao interrupted Leader Huang's chatter: "The garrison guards saw that a group of us were about to leave the country, so they stopped us and asked us to perform for everyone for a few days." Team leader Huang took over again: "It's okay to talk about acting, but they...but they..."
Team leader Huang looked like he couldn't say anything, which made Jiang Hai furious: "You old guy, don't talk nonsense!"
After saying this, the woman who had been silent just now spoke angrily: "What is talking nonsense? You asked me to accompany you for a few days... You said that only when I was happy with you did you allow us to go to Xia Kingdom to act
..."
"We are prostitutes. It's true that we are low-class, but we don't sell ourselves!"
"Yunxi!" The old class leader exclaimed, as if he wanted to interrupt the female dancer's straightforward complaint.
These people don’t know who they are, so they just say that. What will happen if they turn out to be the same people?
Huang Yunxi looked at Leader Huang with sadness and anger: "Master, this is our last chance. If it doesn't work, I will accept my fate!"