The fake Yuantong in Northwest Montenegro raised the flag and rebelled, making Yuantong the most wanted criminal in the Great Zhou. That's not all, you can have a tie with the first secret guard of the Shengwang Mansion, the haunted man, who can do carpenter work, and the dangerous person Jin Quan, who entered the palace twice to harm the big boss, is searching for news about him all over the world, thinking about "protecting" him as an adult.

Being protected by such a master, Xiao Nuan really doesn't think it's a good thing, I really hope that the ancestor will put one or two cattle people next to him, and don't let him become the bag of Jindu.

Xiao Nuan can't Chai Yanting just let Jin Ji protect Yuantong without instilling in him the idea of revenge and annihilation.

"Sad, ......" Xiao Nuan sighed, got up and moved her body, turned around and went back to the house to continue to sit on her confinement, and then endure it, there will be seven more days before the confinement is full, wash and wash and rinse, she Chen Xiaonuan is a well-known hero!

In the back garden of the palace, Xiaocao lay listlessly in the pavilion, stirring the lake under the pavilion with thin bamboo branches. Hua Shu was sitting next to Xiaocao reading with a scroll in her hand, and Qin was sitting next to her and squeezing the soles of her shoes.

After a few stitches to tighten the thread, Qin glanced up at Hua Shu, and then continued to work contentedly. Hua Shu read a few pages of the book, turned her head to look at Qin's smooth movements and shoeed soles, she felt very pleasing to the eye, she looked at the size of the soles, "This is made for Xiao Nuan?" ”

Qin shook his head, "Xiao Nuan's feet are bigger than this, this is made for you." Now is no better than the time in the palace, in the future, you have to wear hard-soled shoes when you go out, these mille-feuille cloth shoes are not eye-catching and comfortable, what do you want? ”

Made for her? Hua Shu moved to Qin's side in surprise and looked, "Anren's stitches are really neat. ”

Qin's immediately floated, and his mouth was still modest, "It's nothing, there is no daughter-in-law in the countryside who can't sit." ”

"It's not the same as being able to do it well, needlework is red, in the kitchen and in the field, and people do everything well, which is not something that anyone can do." Hua Shu said with a smile.

Qin Shi was so praised that he flew up, threw the soles of his shoes aside, and picked up the cloth with Hua Shu with great interest.

Hua Shu raised her hand to look at the cloth in the needlework dustpan, her fingers were thin and white, her movements were elegant, and the plain cloth in the needlework dustpan made her feel like a layer of color, shiny, how to look at it. But with these golden cloths, the Qin family felt that none of them were worthy of the beautiful concubine Niangniang beside him.

"Concubine, let's go to the shop tomorrow to pick up the cloth, and let's take a turn around the silk mill and the cotton mill. You can use whichever color you like, after picking the cloth, we will go to Longyu Lane to drink tea, pick vegetables in the fourth village, and we will pick whatever dishes the concubine wants. ”

Hua Shu originally wanted to say that the Qin family had to take care of Xiao Nuan in confinement, and also take care of the crops in the grange, so there was no need to go out with her to go around. But looking at Qin's shiny face, Hua Shu couldn't brush off her kindness, so she smiled and said, "When I come back from picking vegetables, I invite An Ren to go to Longyu Lane for tea." ”

"Okay!" The Qin family was happy, happy like a child.

When Xiaocao heard Longyu Lane, she immediately got up, "Concubine, Xiaocao will go too." ”

The little girl was listless yesterday, so it's okay to go out for a walk. Hua Shu rubbed her tanned little face, "Well, let's go." When you come back, bring your sister two purslane stuffed meat buns. ”

Qin Shile blossomed, "Concubine, purslane is boiled and dried, and the meat buns are delicious in winter. The two of us went to pinch purslane in the field, and came back to eat for Xiao Nuan without garlic, let's eat with garlic. ”

Hua Shu smiled embarrassedly, "I only remember that the purslane buns that An Ren sent to the palace last winter were delicious, but I didn't understand that they couldn't be eaten in summer, which made An Ren smile." ”

Qin Shi immediately said, "You can eat it in summer, I still have the ones that were dried last year in my house, so let's make steamed buns and eat them at night." Tomorrow, let's get more purslane to come back and cool it down, and keep it for this winter. ”

"Okay." In terms of farming and eating, Hua Shu doesn't understand anything.

Hua Yu, who was waiting next to her, saw that the concubine and Qin Anren were chatting enthusiastically, but Xiaocao leaned back on the railing and pulled the lotus leaves in the water, so she leaned over and asked softly, "What is disturbing the second girl's Yaxing, the second girl tells the slave maid, the slave maid may be able to help." ”

Xiaocao raised her head, and her big eyes that were bright and cheerful in the past were covered with a layer of mist, but she didn't say anything.

Hua Shu and the Qin family also saw her pitiful appearance, and their hearts also twitched, "Xiaocao, what's wrong with you?" ”

Xiaocao's mouth trembled, "Mother, Xiaocao wants to find Yuantong, okay?" ”

Qin's hugged the little girl and coaxed, "This is so good, why did you think of looking for Yuantong again." The northwest is in chaos, we can't go. ”

Hua Shu also remembered the little monk Yuantong with a big mouth in Xiaocao's painting, and knew that he was Xiaocao's good friend. Yuantong raised the flag to rebel, and committed a capital crime. Looking at Xiaocao's tearful appearance, Hua Shu wanted to persuade but didn't know how to persuade her, so she coaxed, "Your brother-in-law is in the northwest, let's write to him and ask him to bring Yuantong back when he returns to Beijing, okay?" ”

Xiaocao snorted, wanting to say that Yuantong was not in the northwest, she saw him yesterday, but this is a secret, and my sister told her not to tell it. Xiaocao was holding back uncomfortably, and her tears were falling down the ground.

Qin's heart was so distressed, "Our Xiaocao is a big girl, don't cry." Niangniang is right, your brother-in-law will bring Yuantong back, and you will see you then. ”

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Qin hugged his daughter and coaxed, "My mother has no ability, and her head is not good, so she can't think of a way." Let's wait for another twenty days, and when your sister is out of confinement, let her help with the idea. Now that your cry reaches your sister, it's time for her to get angry. ”

This is different from the countryside, the confinement has to sit for forty-five days, and the Qin family hopes that the girl's body will be well maintained, of course, how to pay attention to how to come.

Xiaocao immediately stopped crying, raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, "Well, when my sister is out of confinement, my sister has a way." ”

Hua Shu looked at the mother and daughter, and silently felt that it was not easy for Xiao Nuan. Xiao Nuan looks like a hard temper, but she is simply responsive to her mother and her sister. In this case, what can Xiao Nuan do?

Let's discuss it with Xiao Nuan in private and let her leave this matter to Yan Sheng. Yan Sheng is in a high position, powerful and capable, and it is still possible to find a way to keep Yuantong's life.

In the account of the commander of the Dingbei army thirty miles outside Montenegro, the third master, who was discussing the plan to break the city with Wu Huan, Teng Hu and Gao Chong, suddenly felt itchy in his ears.

He turned his cold eyes and glanced at Xuan San behind him, Xuan San was excited, and he didn't know what he was wrong again, which made the third master unhappy.

In the depths of the Dingbei Army barracks, a soldier with a bamboo pole figure is cooking on the fire next to the tent, and in the tent, a monk dressed in a yellow monk's robe is sitting cross-legged on the bed, solemnly reciting scriptures.

On the throat road leading from the capital to the northwest, a round-faced little Taoist priest dressed in a azure Taoist robe and fat socks and cloud shoes was beating his horse and whipping, and rushed to Yanmen Pass with his senior brother.