"When will my brother go to Lanling? Can I take Xue'er with me?"
Knowing that Liang Xiao was going to inspect his own restaurant, Jiang Fuxue hurriedly ran to Liang Xiao, launched a fierce coquettish offensive, and hugged Liang Xiao's arm, looking pitiful.
Liang Xiao patted her little head and said seriously: "We are purchasing clothes and food for the winter and preparing to send them over. It should be winter when we arrive at Lanling. It is a tiring journey all the way, so Xue'er cannot follow."
Jiang Fuxue was on the verge of tears and muttered: "When my brother goes to work elsewhere, he doesn't want to take Xue'er with him anymore. He dislikes Xue'er!"
Liang Xiao was stunned: "It's cold in the north..."
"Brother doesn't want Xue'er anymore..." Jiang Fuxue, who had no onions, finally cried for a while, and then started to perform the tried and tested "嘤嘤嘤" magic skill again.
Liang Xiao was defeated and let her get into his arms. He quickly explained: "How is it possible? Lanling is different. You just go back as soon as you go. You have to go back and forth twice. As a prefect, you don't have to go back and forth. You will definitely do it." Take Xue’er with you.”
"It's a deal~" Jiang Fuxue said aggrievedly.
"It's a deal!" Liang Xiao nodded.
"As expected of you, miss..." Grandma on the side looked at it and was calm.
She's gotten used to it lately.
Her young lady was just taking a step back to make progress, exchanging a trip to Lanling for her brother to follow her elsewhere.
No one can resist this little ancestor's tear offensive.
In Honglu Temple, Xing Feng completed all his missions as the envoy of Da Chu and was also making arrangements to return home.
Li Xinwen sat in the corner, looking at the busy people without saying a word.
Xing Feng glanced at Li Xinwen and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the loss in her eyes.
The situation was better than he expected. At least the girl didn't go back pregnant with Liang Xiao's flesh and blood...
"She was the one who wanted to eavesdrop. You can't blame me. It's good if I don't blame her." Xing Feng said to himself.
It was a snowy night, and he couldn't figure out why Li Xinwen went to Jiang Fuxue's room to eavesdrop, instead of leaving the yard and avoiding it.
This woman usually hates evil, but this move is really shameless.
At this time, Li Xinwen was in a state of confusion.
That night, she was anxious and promised to do something for Jiang Fuxue.
Now she doesn't know if she has suffered a big loss.
At least, she saw that peerless independent figure under the snowy night, looking at the world that once made her despair from another perspective.
The torrent of time has not been able to drown out his words. His romance will span the past, present and future for thousands of years.
Now, every issue of the newspaper published by his newspaper is doing what once required thousands of people to copy.
"General Li, the third lady of the Gongsun family is also in the capital. How about you stay for a while?"
Li Xinwen was stunned when Xing Feng's words came to his ears.
After coming back to his senses, Li Xinwen said firmly: "I must go back!"
Xing Feng was thoughtful.
Li Xinwen was depressed.
If you don't go back, how can you apply for resignation?
"That's really a pity. Thousands of miles away, I don't know when I can see Marquis Lanling again after so many years. It's such a pity, what a pity."
Xing Feng stood up and left. His meaningful emotion before leaving made Li Xinwen tremble.
For a moment just now, she wanted to chop down Xing Feng with her sword.
She knew that Xing Feng had discovered her thoughts.
Moreover, the relationship between Xing Feng and Liang Xiao was not what she thought, and she was unable to fight back!
Who could stop him from thinking and eavesdropping?
"A person like him should fulfill his promise to Xiaoyue and marry Xiaoyue! Moreover, I myself owe Xue'er a promise..."
Suddenly, Li Xinwen thought of this and became enlightened.
I finally found the reason why I must come to Dazhou again.
Inexplicably, there is such a little joy!
In the room, Liang Xiao looked at the business plan he had drawn up with a smile.
After nearly three months of selection and training, the first batch of workers and their families, including more than 900 boys and girls over ten years old, have been approved by him and can be carefully cultivated in the future.
There are also some workers who are efficient and loyal and can be entrusted with important tasks.
From now on, he only needs to plan the overall situation, and leave the rest to his cronies.
Of course, Lanlinghou Mansion must also have a hostess.
Duan Yunxiu is a princess, so of course she is not suitable to deal with such things...
Mu Qinxue's smile appeared in Liang Xiao's mind, and he couldn't help but smile naively.
"What a wonderful girl..."
Mu Qinxue usually travels in the motorcade, and the accompanying guards and maids all give him a different feeling.
This group of people are usually full of smiles, and sometimes even the maids have steady steps and sharp eyes.
He couldn't tell what it was like before, but recently he finally got a clue: they are a bit like a polite gangster.
At first glance, it was the arrangement of the legendary Mrs. Mu...
The news that Xing Feng was returning home spread throughout the capital, and all the officials in the capital, headed by Zhuge Hui, came out to see him off unless there was anything important at hand.
Liang Xiao was among them, and was pulled behind him by Zhuge Hui.
Gongsun Yue is the granddaughter of the Generalissimo of Bashu and is also qualified to attend the farewell.
Mu Qinxue also followed behind her father Mu Ping.
On the other hand, all major aristocratic families resented Xing Feng's repeated support for Liang Xiao, and all family members who were above the rank of fifth-rank official were either sick or busy.
A convoy of thousands of people from Dachu stopped outside the city. Thousands of people, officers and soldiers on both sides of the official road gave them a grand farewell.
Looking at the white-haired Zhuge Hui, Xing Feng lowered his head and said, "I'm so ashamed to say goodbye to you, Prime Minister."
"I only hope that the two countries will be reconciled." Zhuge Hui said.
"Understood, this is also what my emperor wishes." Xing Feng nodded solemnly.
Zhuge Hui said no more words.
At present, both countries have difficulties, and maintaining good relations is a top priority.
In the distance, Li Xinwen and Gongsun Yue held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes, reluctant to leave.
After a while, Li Xinwen's eyes moved to Liang Xiao who was talking to Xing Feng.
She must make this beast fulfill its promise and marry her Xiaoyue!
"As the saying goes, you can die if you hear the truth in the morning. If you meet Marquis Lanling on this trip, you will have no regrets in this life."
Xing Feng held Liang Xiao's hands tightly and spoke from the bottom of his heart, making everyone in the audience deeply moved.
Mu Qinxue and Gongsun Yue looked at the two people shaking hands with strange eyes.
Could it be that there are more men who like him than women...
Liang Xiao looked at the yellow clouds in the sky and the wild geese flying by. He was about to say something when Xing Feng seemed to realize something and whispered: "After we go back, you and I are just friends between gentlemen. As long as our beliefs are firm, there is no need to trust three people." The matter of becoming a tiger.”
Liang Xiao understood the idea and nodded: "From now on, everyone will be his own master, which will benefit the country and the people."
He knew that Xing Feng had already noticed that he wanted to prepare a farewell poem for him.
But he is the future Prince Consort of Chu, and he is the future Prince Consort of Zhou. Their identities are sensitive, and there is no need to show a deep friendship to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to the other party. Sometimes gifts can become "evidence."
After all, both sides have their own political enemies in their own countries, and they would like to give themselves the reputation of being collaborators.
Moreover, it is inevitable that someone will say bad things about the other person in front of you.
Sometimes, having a clear conscience cannot resolve any conflicts.
Zhuge Hui, who was nearest, heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling, his eyes filled with relief: "Luck for both countries!"
When Li Xinwen was feeling lost, he suddenly found someone in the crowd waving to him.
It was Jiang Fuxue standing on the carriage, extending her right index finger towards her, showing it repeatedly, representing the number "one"...
Li Xinwen's eyes changed.
