Chapter five hundred and forty second proud prince
"Kuro."
Zhou Yue's voice came.
Li Xu stopped.
Zhou Yue immediately got off the horse and walked forward: "Jiulang, what are you thinking about? I called you for a long time, but you didn't even notice."
Li Xu looked over: "Where are you going?"
Zhou Yue pursed her lips and said, "I want to visit Lord Anyi. I have been in the capital for so long and I haven't officially come to visit yet." Zhou Yue's uncle married a female member of the Xu family, so the two families were related.
Li Xu nodded: "I'm going to ask Dr. Chai to diagnose the pulses of the eldest wife and Second Grandma Kong." As he said that, he looked behind him, and the servant beside him followed behind him holding the carriage.
"Then I..." Zhou Yue was a little hesitant. He should ask the imperial doctor along with Jiulang.
Li Xu said: "My mother's injury is much better. Asking the imperial doctor is just to look at the old illness. I'm afraid it won't work once or twice. The days are still long. You can do your own thing. I will make my own arrangements here."
Zhou Yue responded, got on his horse, and his figure slowly disappeared into the heavy snow.
"Sir," the boy stepped forward and said, "the snow is getting heavier and heavier, you'd better get in the car!"
Li Xu shook off the snow on his cloak and continued walking forward.
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Zhou Yue arrived at the Marquis Mansion of Anyi.
The steward stepped forward and said: "Master Hou is in the study. I will lead Uncle Zhou over."
The servants in the Anyihou Mansion are clearing the snow in the yard.
The steward ordered: "Madam said, just clear out a path, and we can clean up the rest after the snow stops."
This is because Mrs. Marquis is considerate of the servants, and the servants are naturally happy.
Zhou Yue has always liked Mrs. Anyihou. When she was a guest at the Anyihou Mansion when she was a child, Mrs. Xu would always take good care of their children. Later, Miss Xu distanced herself from him because of his relationship with Li Xu.
Too close?
Before Zhou Yue had time to think too much, she heard someone shouting: "Let the kitchen install more pots and bring out some wine. I have been busy for several days and I have lost a lot of weight. I must make up for it."
That was Xu Qingan's voice.
The prince is still so afraid of the world being in chaos that he makes some noise wherever he goes, let alone at home.
Zhou Yue stopped. Xu Qingan's eyes would turn red every time he saw him. He couldn't help but want to step forward and take action without even saying a few words. He came to pay homage to the Marquis today. It would be wrong to fight with the Prince here. It would cause trouble.
It makes everyone’s faces look bad.
Zhou Yue thought and turned around behind the tree.
"Hey, isn't that who?" Xu Qingan's eyes fell on the figure behind the tree. Zhou Yue must have lost her mind and thought she could hide in this way.
Discovered by Xu Qingan, Zhou Yue walked out sarcastically.
Seeing Zhou Yue, Xu Qing'an couldn't help but roll up his sleeves, but thinking of his sister's instructions to him, Xu Qing'an put his hands down again. His sister said not to be rough with Zhou Yue tonight, and she still had something to say to Zhou Yue.
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Although Xu Qingan was very reluctant, he still raised his head and tried to show his demeanor as a prince.
"Come to see my father?" Xu Qingan's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression very natural, "He is waiting for you in the study."
After Xu Qingan said these words, he strode away with great dignity.
Zhou Yue couldn't help but be stunned. How could the prince suddenly become like this? He seemed to have become much calmer. No matter who saw him, they would all praise him: He looked like a father.
Zhou Yue rubbed his eyes. He heard that Prince Xu led people to capture King Cheng's steward. This time he should get a commendation from the court, so... is he really reborn?
If he practices like this a few more times, Prince Xu might be able to lead his troops on the battlefield and completely get rid of the reputation of a playboy.
No wonder he felt that the atmosphere in the entire Anyihou Mansion was very good, and Mr. Anyi must be very pleased.
A hint of envy arose in Zhou Yue's heart. When could he be like this? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be startled. Could it be that he was still yearning for the life of Prince Xu? As long as he followed Jiulang, he would be able to return to Northern Xinjiang in the future.
Honor your ancestors and bring glory to your father.
Marquis Anyi looked at Zhou Yue and asked him to sit down: "I heard that you just came back from Northern Xinjiang. How is Northern Xinjiang now? Is it still stable?"
The Marquis hit the mark so well that Zhou Yue didn't know where to start.
"There's no rush," An Yihou ordered, "You drink some tea and we'll talk slowly."
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Xu Qing'an walked out of the yard and couldn't help but touch the money bag at his waist. It was the first time that his father had given him money so generously. Xu Qing'an raised his head and couldn't help but sigh, he didn't expect that he would be like this.
It feels good to have a lot of money. Suddenly, there is a lot of money, and the young man's heart suddenly becomes a little restless. Think about the time when he entertained guests in a restaurant, drank heavily and gambled, and then treated people he usually looked down upon.
Make some fun.
Xu Qingan smacked his lips.
How could he be so shallow before? He should use his money to do more important things. Thinking in his mind, Xu Qingan walked quickly to the garden and knocked on the door of Taoist Qingling.
Taoist priest Qingling was making tea with Mrs. Chang.
"Taoist Master," Xu Qing'an said with a smile on his face, "I'm here to buy the talismans." Now that he has money, he can afford not to mention one of Taoist Priest Qingling's talismans, but ten of them.
Taoist Priest Qingling raised his head and glanced at Xu Qingan: "One hundred taels a piece."
Xu Qingan's eyes widened. Before, Taoist priest Qingling said it was twelve taels per piece, but it suddenly increased so much.
"Your Majesty is not what he used to be, and his luck is different from before," Taoist Master Qingling said after he finished speaking, "Do you want more? If you don't have cash, a banknote will do."
His father had just given him a silver note of one hundred taels.
Xu Qingan was silent for a moment, and then took out the banknote.
Taoist priest Qingling handed over the talisman.
Looking at Xu Qing'an's leaving figure, Mrs. Chang couldn't help but ask: "Why did it suddenly rise to one hundred taels?"
Taoist priest Qingling took some tea and moistened his throat: "The prince looked like he could afford ten talismans just now. I don't have that many, so I had to sell him one, so that both of us can be satisfied."
Mrs. Chang nodded, it sounded very reasonable.
Taoist priest Qingling said: "A man cannot have too much money." After saying this, he stood up and packed his bags.
"Are you ready to leave tomorrow?" Mrs. Chang asked.
Taoist Master Qingling nodded: "The eldest lady asked my senior brother to go to Fengyang. This matter is related to my life experience. Maybe I can avenge my parents. Naturally, I will go with my senior brother."
Moreover, he had stayed in Fengyang for a while before and was quite familiar with Fengyang. This matter was very important, so he left it to his senior brother to handle if he was worried.
Mrs. Chang said: "I hope everything goes well."
Taoist Priest Qingling nodded. He wanted to thank Miss Xu. If it weren't for Miss Xu, he wouldn't have known that his father and mother were killed, let alone avenge them. Miss Xu's move was very dangerous, and he would do his best.
help.
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Xu Qinghuan was walking in the garden wearing a silver fox cloak. Most of the plum blossoms were in bloom, which looked very beautiful from a distance.
My mother likes plum blossoms. She wants to break a few branches and insert them into the dendrobium flowers as gifts to her mother.
She stood on tiptoes and stretched out her hand. Before her fingers landed on the flower branch, her slender fingers stretched out and folded gently, and the flower branch fell into his palm.