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Mr. Song's life seems to have become very leisurely all of a sudden, he doesn't go to the yamen, he doesn't care about the affairs of Quanzhou, he just sits and drinks tea in the garden after eating, holding Xu Qinghuan's bought books in his hands all the time to read.
After a while, Zhao Tong came, but he didn't invite Song Chengxuan away.
Xu Qinghuan went to ask, Song Chengxuan said: "There is something wrong in Quanzhou, let Zhao Tong go back and deal with it first."
It's no wonder that General Xue and Lord Song are both here, so Quanzhou will naturally feel a little worried.
Xu Qinghuan ordered Yingui to bring some food to Zhao Tong, so that he would have something to satisfy his hunger on the way.
"Then Zhao Tong is very strange," Yin Gui said, "I kindly brought him snacks but he didn't want me to give him a stack of pancakes." What do you do with biscuits every day?
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help smiling, Zhao Tong was used to fighting around with Song Chengxuan.
Yingui went to the front yard to deliver cakes to Zhao Tong, and Zhao Tong was standing aside listening to Xu Qingan and Qi Defang talking.
When Xu Qingan mentioned that he took the scouts out to inquire about the news, Qi Defang listened very intently.
Xu Qing'an said: "Zhao Tong, did you take scouts out when you were in Quanzhou?"
Zhao Tong nodded.
Xu Qing'an straightened his back, Zhao Tong is Song Chengxuan's lieutenant general, he should know that he is Quanzhou's uncle, and everyone will give his uncle's face: "Then did I make a great contribution with the scouts?"
Zhao Tong said: "Yes, the son of the world has made meritorious service."
Xu Qing'an was just about to be proud.
Zhao Tong continued: "But it won't be the case next time."
Xu Qingan's face froze.
Zhao Tongdao: "My son eats too much on weekdays, but exercises too little. He seems to have strength, but he can't last long. If he goes a little farther, I'm afraid it's hard to say what will happen."
"Who said that?" Xu Qingan frowned.
Zhao Tongdao: "Your Majesty, you can compare with my young master. Your Majesty has no chance to fight back."
Xu Qingan's face suddenly darkened.
Zhao Tong continued: "According to the current situation of the son of the world, if you work harder, you will definitely make progress, and then you will have the strength to face the son."
Xu Qing'an frowned, how dare Zhao Tong say it so recklessly.
"How do you need to practice?" An Yihou's voice came.
Zhao Tong immediately bowed to Anyihou and said: "At least one more hour a day should be added, and the effect will be seen in a month."
Anyihou looked at Xu Qing'an with a sullen face: "Did you hear that? From tomorrow onwards, I will ask this little brother to do what I say."
"I don't dare to work in a lowly position," Zhao Tong bent down, "Master Hou urges the son for the sake of the son, and the son is still young and still has a chance."
This is true, but An Yihou sounds a bit harsh. Could it be that he couldn't fight Song Chengxuan for a few rounds?
Zhao Tong picked up a thick stack of cakes and left.
Anyihou looked at Zhao Tong. If Quanzhou's soldiers and horses were trained by such people, they must not be underestimated. In this battle in Changzhou, Xue Chen brought not many people from Quanzhou, and they were scattered among the Changzhou navy. In the middle, they can also help the Lord and General stabilize people's hearts, which shows how powerful they are.
If Song Chengxuan led such a team to fight, it would be even more invincible. However, Quanzhou still has too few manpower, and the entire southeast needs to be used to raise soldiers for Song Chengxuan. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel itchy.
Anyihou looked at Xu Qing'an. Although his son was a bit miserable, he wondered if Song Chengxuan could take Huan'er's face into consideration and let him marry one, and then another. According to Quanzhou's military training method, maybe he could train Qing'an to become a man. So come.
Qi Defang stepped forward and had a few polite words with Anyihou, before Anyihou left.
"Why do I feel that something is wrong," Xu Qing'an said, "Half my life was lost somehow." One more hour of practice every day, wouldn't it kill him?
He knew that nothing good would happen if the black-faced man entered his house
On the bustling streets of the capital, a few monks slowly walked over, and the common people offered Buddhist rituals one after another when they saw them. It was common to see monks in Beijing, and no one cared.
Several monks came to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion, and one of them picked up the drumstick and rang the Drum of Worship.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom".
As the drums sounded, the surrounding people gradually gathered.
The civil servants of Shuntian Mansion came out and asked, "Who are you here at the yamen?"
theThe monk who played the drum said: "The poor monk is here to avenge grievances. The poor monk's master, Master Wu Yuan, once went to Uszang to give lectures, but unfortunately passed away in Uszang. Before he passed away, he accepted a disciple as the successor. That disciple is Huijing. We heard that Huijing confuses people with false Dharma, and we felt uneasy. We came to testify to see if Huijing really went astray. In the past, we did not interrogate him because we saw many details of Master Wuyuan's mantle, but now I also want to ask clearly."
The monks did not dare to speculate on their own, let alone say suspicious words casually, but everyone understood that they suspected that Master Wuyuan passed away for other hidden reasons, and they could not be harmed by that Huijing.
After such a pair of proofs, Huijing's origin is also clear. Thinking of this, the official was overjoyed: "The masters come with me!"
"Amitabha." Several monks filed in
Seeing several great monks enter the Shuntian Mansion, Xu Qinghuan was relieved, because they believed that Huang Qinghe could find out the matter.
"Can we go now?" Xu Qingyue said from the side, "We still have to go to a few embroidery houses, so we can find more embroidery samples so that we can start sewing."
The emperor rewarded Song Chengxuan with a house, and Song Chengxuan went to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites.
She also came out with Qingyue.
"My sister has to focus more on the marriage," Xu Qingyue said softly, "I didn't see that my aunt was very worried. I haven't saved a decent female celebrity for so many years. In two days, the Song family will come to give the dowry. My sister will use it. Why go back to the past, although our embroiderers are good at craftsmanship, but I know a few embroiderers, those embroiderers are quicker and more meticulous in their work, we can see what styles we want, so we can know what we want."
Xu Qinghuan nodded listening to Qingyue's words, the carriage entered the market, and there was a commotion outside, Xu Qinghuan looked out through the curtain, and there seemed to be a figure flashing past in the crowd.
Seeing that figure, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help being startled, as if she saw an acquaintance.
The carriage just stopped, and Xu Qinghuan and Xu Qingyue got out of the car and entered the embroidery village. Xu Qingyue was about to speak when someone behind him said: "Miss San is here, and this is where the slaves bought yesterday."
Xu Qinghuan turned her head and saw a woman stepping into the embroidery village. The woman raised the fence on her head to reveal her face. Her eyebrows were picturesque, as pretty as a spring peach, and she looked very pleasing to the eye.
Really acquaintances.
In her previous life, she often saw this Miss Yu San. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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