Lian Jinghan was really happy. When Lian Yun was around, she spoke loudly, and her grandmothers would remind her to keep her voice down.
Now, it can be considered free.
No matter how old you are, everyone pursues freedom.
A child's laughter is probably the most moving sound in the world.
An Hongshao looked up at Lian Jinghan, the smile on her lips couldn't help but come out.
It would be better if it weren't for the fact that I feel the gentle rubbing of my fingers on my wrist.
An Hongshao glared at Lian Ruzhi and didn't pay attention to the child. As an elder, if the children were to notice what they were doing at the moment, An Hongshao would feel so embarrassed that he could not hold his head up.
Lian Ruzhi finally succeeded in attracting An Hongshao's attention from Lian Jinghan to him.
Lian Jinghan had a great time and even sweated a lot as expected.
After waiting for Lian Jinghan to be tired from playing and letting her grandma take her away, An Hongshao shook her sore arms and said, "You." She thought about scolding Lian Ruzhi, but seeing that Lian Ruzhi was just sweating, it was fine. Sorry, my face doesn't look good at the moment.
"I'll drink some water." Lian Ruzhi put his hands behind his back and walked into the front room pretending to be fine.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" An Hongshao asked Dongqing to arrange for someone to clean up the yard. She picked up her skirt and followed Lian into the house as scheduled.
"I'm fine." Lian Ruqi raised his voice, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. It seemed that the abnormality now was all because of thirst.
However, in a panic, I choked when drinking water, coughed a few times, and unconsciously raised my left hand to wipe the corner of my mouth.
The wrist, which was originally only slightly bruised, was now red and swollen.
"Your wrist." An Hongshao quickly pulled his hand over and looked at the swollen wrist. An Hongshao's eyes were red with anxiety, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say so. It's so big How can people be so stupid and ridiculous?"
Lian Ruqi wanted to take his hand back, but An Hongshao held her tightly, so Lian Ruqi could only let her go, "Man, it's not so pretentious. It's not broken."
It's all little things.
An Hongshao ignored Lian Ruzhi and hurriedly asked someone to call the government doctor, "I won't be moved if you do this."
What she hopes more is that she can even cherish herself as expected, instead of being so humble and afraid to tell the truth even if she coaxes her children.
Lian Ruqi turned his head to the side and said, "I didn't want to impress you."
He did a lot of things in his last life, wasn't it the same for An Hongshao, who only thought about that wild man? Being moved can't keep her heart, so a marriage certificate can trap her by her side.
The two were silent, neither speaking to the other first.
When the doctor came, he just put a plaster on Lian Ru as scheduled, used a little plaster for bruises, and waited for it to heal gradually. There was no other way.
After applying the medicine, he found a wooden board to put under Lian Ruqi's arm. Although it looked a bit ugly, it was good for the injury. He put it on when he was at home and took it off when he went to the palace. yes.
But forget about riding a horse. If you need to do errands in the palace, you can still go by carriage.
Lian Ruqi resisted, and after the doctor left, he went to take a picture in front of the bronze mirror.
The arms are placed in front of the body and hung around the neck. It is embarrassing to look at it.
Just when he stretched out his right hand to take it off, An Hongshao stood behind him at some point. In the bronze mirror, An Hongshao's eyes were staring directly at him.
The right hand was retracted in a nonchalant manner, and the final stubbornness was probably due to the fact that no one said a word.
After dinner, Lian's father came back from the Ministry of Etiquette and was summoned away again as scheduled.
Lian's father sat in front of the desk with a gloomy look on his face. Even if the candles in the room were lit, the bright lights seemed to be unable to illuminate his obscure face.
Knowing that Lian Ruqi had come in, Lian's father originally wanted to reprimand Lian Ruqi, but when he saw Lian Ruqi hanging his injured arm around his neck, Lian's father's mouth twitched, "How did you do it?" He raised his head and pointed at Lian Ruqi's injured arm. hurt.
Lian Ruqi straightened his clothes, raised his head slightly, and looked at Lian's father steadily, "He fell from the horse."
Lian's father snorted coldly, "You're lucky if you don't fall to death."
If you fall off a horse, it's not a terrible fall. What's terrible is that if you happen to be stepped on by a horse's hoof, you'll be in trouble for the rest of your life.
Lian's father opened the document in front of him and said, "Jia Qiushi, the newly appointed minister of the Ministry of Rites, is a loyal soldier and an orphan of a military general. Among all the names, he is the one I least expect."
All the men of the Jia family died in the battlefield, leaving only such a child. Naturally, the mother of the family would never allow him to join the army. He took the imperial examination route and then served in the Ministry of Rites. Although he is a civil servant, he has the temperament of a military commander and speaks very straightforwardly.
Lian's father has always known that the words of a scholar are really murderous without showing blood, but it is true that the mouth of a scholar from a family of military generals is really intolerable to ordinary people.
The scientific examination was about to take place. Such an important position as the Minister of Rites could not remain vacant. The Ministry of Civil Affairs had submitted the list to the Emperor. The emperor read the list of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, listened to Prime Minister Pang's opinion, and asked Lian Fu what he meant. Finally This person was ordered to come here.
"Two days ago, I heard that the Jia Mansion was robbed. Are you the thief?" As the Jia family moved forward, the news was already sent to Jing Zhaoyin without Lian's father asking for it.
The Jia family's skills were so weak that even falling off the horse as expected was considered a blessing. Not being beaten to death was considered a blessing in disguise.
After Lian's father scolded Lian Ruqi, he looked at the appointment document below, his anger rising steadily, and he reached out to cover Lian Ruqi's face with the document.
But as soon as he wanted to file it, he could only put it down and said, "Explain to me why you wrote the Holy Mandate?"
Normal documents are mostly issued by the emperor and drafted by the Hanlin Academy. Of course, if the emperor is free, he can also write the handwriting himself.
The emperor rarely wrote his own handwriting, so even his father did not understand the emperor's handwriting, but his son still understood it.
Although Lian Ruqi had tried his best to hide it, Lian Ruqi's handwriting could still be seen in a blink of an eye.
It is not difficult to understand that the emperor asked Lian Ruqi to ghostwrite. It is just that Lian Ruqi is such a close person to the emperor. How come he, as a father, does not know this?
What's more, Lian's father frowned, "Although Mr. He is beautiful, his end is extremely miserable. Few jesters can live long."
Now that he had said it all, Lian sat down in the chair as planned and leaned back lazily, "I think what dad should do now is not to scold me, but to thank the Holy Father for trusting our Lian family so much."
I feel from the bottom of my heart that Lian Jia is a useful person.
The Jia family, even as scheduled, naturally visited at night. They had to make sure that this was a person who was beneficial to the country, both in the light and in the dark.
As for his temper, it's up to Lian's father to find a way to get along with him.
Father Lian squinted his eyes and took a serious look at the son in front of him, who was so nonchalant about important matters, "Who are you trying to steal from?"
