Before the barbarian reached the main hall, the dim sum ran out and shouted, the courtyard suddenly became lively, the barbarian looked at the scene of the children running wildly, looked at the happy smiles on their faces, and his nose was sour, so good, really good, it's good to be back here, in southern Xinjiang, I miss it every day, every bit in the palace of the king of Chu has penetrated into the soul, how can I give it up?

Man'er hugged the dim sum for a while, and then went in to meet Yuan Qingling, she wanted to kneel, but Yuan Qingling pulled her with one hand, "Okay, this time you entered Beijing, you are the identity of the king of southern Xinjiang, and you are no longer the maid under the door of my Chu Wangfu." ”

The barbarian's nose was sour, tears were in his eyelashes, and he choked up: "There is no king of southern Xinjiang in the palace of the king of Chu, and the slave and maid will always be your barbarian." ”

Yuan Qingling was very moved and held her hand, "What a barbarian, has it been hard all the way?" Go to the shower and change clothes first, and you can eat when you come out, and your grandmother will cook it herself tonight and make your favorite food. ”

Man'er wiped the corners of his eyes and said happily: "Okay, the slave maid went to see the grandmother, by the way, the prince asked the slave and maid to say, he will come over when he goes back to the house to change clothes, and he wants to eat in the palace of the king of Chu." ”

Yuan Qingling smiled, "Okay! ”

Man'er went to the blessed, Ah Si was waiting for her outside, the two went hand in hand, Qiluo and Green Sprout all gathered around, the girls chattered without stopping, Yuan Qingling stood under the porch, watching the children also chasing and playing, the Chu Wangfu was finally the same as before.

Lao Wu came in with King Shun, met at the door, and came in all the way, King Shun couldn't wait to report the situation in southern Xinjiang, and said very excitedly, Yu Wenhao's expression was appreciative, and he felt that Lao Jiu was also out of breath.

At the dinner table, King Shun still kept saying that he couldn't even take care of eating, so Yuan Qingling said: "You eat first, and then talk to your fifth brother slowly after eating." ”

"No," King Shun strove hard, "the younger brother will go to the palace in a while, if the time is delayed, the palace gate will have to go again tomorrow." ”

"How? Your father summoned you? Yu Wenhao asked.

"It's not!" King Shun smiled innocently, and there were still grains of rice at the corner of his mouth, "Starling is waiting for me, I wrote to him in Nanjiang, saying that when I come back, I want to go to the palace to see him, I am afraid that he will be in a hurry, and I will accompany Starling in the palace tonight." ”

Yu Wenhao and Yuan Qingling glanced at each other, and they both smiled slightly, the brotherhood of the old eight and nine was very touching.

After the meal was finished and the general situation was finished, King Shun ran away quickly.

Yuan Qingling and Man'er also chatted for a long time, Man'er said that she had recognized her mother, this time she stayed in southern Xinjiang and did not come back with them, "It all relied on my mother's means to surrender a group of people, those people were originally my father's old department, but I didn't believe us at first, especially my mother was a witch in northern Xinjiang, but my mother was stunned to persuade them." ”

Yuan Qingling admires Aunt Qing very much, Aunt Qing is actually very courageous, and there is an obsession in her heart, if she really overcomes her fear of northern Xinjiang and stands up to help the king of southern Xinjiang avenge, then this force in southern Xinjiang is like a tiger with wings for Lao Wu.

Man'er stuck out his tongue, "I actually can't help much in southern Xinjiang, it's all the people sent by my mother and the prince to do things, and someone reports to me every day, but it's very boring, and King Shun, King Shun is now in southern Xinjiang, but many people support him." ”

When Man'er talked about King Shun, his face was a little red.

Yuan Qingling noticed it and looked at her strangely, could it be that the barbarian was interested in Lao Jiu? It's not surprising, after all, when she threw herself into the lake in the palace, Lao Jiu rescued her, and she can be regarded as a life-saving benefactor.

And Yuan Qingling felt that if this was true, if Lao Jiu and Man'er got married, it would have a more stabilizing effect on the situation.

In the evening, she went back and said to Yu Wenhao, after Yu Wenhao listened, she frowned, "Lao Jiu is still young, so he is not in a hurry to get married." ”

"Where is it still young? I'm in my early twenties. ”

"It's not too late to say kiss at twenty-three-four." Yu Wenhao rubbed his eyes, he had been boiling up so hard recently that his eye circles were dark, "Besides, I heard my brother-in-law say that there are very few people who are twenty years old and have a marriage there, and the brother-in-law is so old that he hasn't married yet." ”

"Times are different, don't you like barbarians?" Yuan Qingling asked.

Yu Wenhao parted his face, "No, I just think that if I really marry Man'er, I have to accompany Man'er in Southern Xinjiang, and I can't come back once a year." ”

"Reluctantly?" Yuan Qingling laughed, but he didn't expect the fifth child to have such an emotional side, but she has always only been afraid of her daughter's marriage to an old mother, where have you ever seen an elder brother who is afraid of her younger brother marrying far away?

Yu Wenhao is indeed a little reluctant, although he is now sending Lao Jiu to southern Xinjiang, but after the affairs of southern Xinjiang are over, he will still come back.

Several brothers, the third child should not return to Beijing to settle down, the fourth child is also leaving, and the little ninth still hopes to keep him in Beijing.

It's just that when he lay down, he tossed and turned by himself, and shook Yuan Qingling awake again, "Actually, it's not bad that Lao Jiu and Man'er can get married, in this way, Lao Jiu can justifiably seek a job and govern in southern Xinjiang, and after ten or eight years, southern Xinjiang will basically be stable, and he will also play a role in the united front." ”

Yuan Qingling slept in a daze, "Sleep, this is just our speculation, maybe it is." ”

Yu Wenhao put his hands behind his head, "If you think about it, it's a good thing, since it may not be, let's make a match." ”

Yuan Qingling smiled, opened his eyes and looked at him, "How can you be so cute?" Before going to bed, he said all kinds of opposition, and now it's going to be matched? It seems that the political situation is what you really care about, if you say that I have the effect of stabilizing the country and securing the country, don't you even want to sell me? ”

Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand to hug her, "That's not good, you will have the effect of dominating the world, and I won't sell it, without you, what does it matter to me if the world is peaceful and dominates the world?" ”

Lao Wu can always say one or two amazing love words, Yuan Qingling pressed his lips against his chin and looked at him.

Yu Wenhao turned over and pressed on, "I can't sleep horizontally and vertically, it's better to ......"

Yuan Qingling sighed in his heart, having an energetic husband is really not an easy thing, he has dark circles under his eyes that are bigger than his mouth, why are he still working tirelessly?

The next day, a decree came from the palace, saying that the barbarian had entered the palace.

Because he had made a holy decree before, he wanted Man'er to enter Beijing to be sealed, so most of them were sealed today, Xi Mama had already prepared her clothes, dressed up Man'er carefully, and then used Yuan Qingling's jewelry to decorate her, so dressed up, it was like a different person, even Ah Si grew his mouth, "God, Man'er, you are so beautiful?" ”

Man'er looked at himself in the bronze mirror shyly, dressed in crimson dark cloud pattern satin clothes, with silver edges rolled on the placket, dark gold threads floating, and the clothes were also embroidered with large peony patterns, the cuffs were also rolled with silver edges, and a few small green bamboos were embroidered, the embroidery was exquisite, and at a glance he knew that it was his grandmother's handwriting.

Looking at her face again, the fat powder was lightly swept, her moth eyebrows and apricot eyes, her lips were dyed with lip gloss, and she was radiant, she really didn't look like her former self, touching her face, she muttered, "Is this really me?" ”