The maid's soft voice came from outside the study.
"My servant is here, what are your orders?"
"Find the princess, Mrs. Rongrong, and Butler Liu Song."
"My slave, please wait a moment."
Liu Mingzhi listened to the footsteps of the maid gradually disappearing, rolled up the rice paper with the words "The rain is coming and the wind is filling the building", and put it into the flower tube on the side.
Then he changed to a small pen, sat on a chair, spread out pieces of rice paper, and started writing at his desk.
In the time it took to burn an incense stick, the sound of footsteps approaching from outside the study gradually became clearer.
"Husband, can I come in?"
Liu Mingzhi dipped his pen in the ink, raised his eyes and glanced at the door: "Yun'er, come in."
Qi Yun walked into the room calmly, looked at her husband's figure writing at the desk, and walked slowly over. When she saw the scattered rice paper on the side, she rolled up her sleeves and started to clean it up, but Liu Mingzhi raised his hand to stop it.
"Yun'er, please sit down first. My husband will do these things for himself."
Qi Yun was stunned for a moment, and without asking why, she obediently sat on the chair opposite her and intentionally glanced aside, not to look at what her husband was writing on the rice paper.
After a while, Liu Mingzhi placed the pen on the brush washer, sorted out the scattered papers, took out his personal seal, stamped it one by one, folded the rice paper and stuffed it into the envelope one by one, and then He picked up the pen again and wrote down names one by one on the envelope.
"Yun'er!"
Qi Yun hurriedly turned her gaze from the study decoration to her husband: "I am here, what's wrong with your husband?"
Liu Mingzhi stood up and walked to Qi Yun, grabbed Qi Yun's white jade hand and stuffed a thick stack of envelopes into Qi Yun's palm.
"Yun'er, these letters are stored together with the letters that my husband gave you when he came to Beijing last time. My husband will notify you when it is time to give them to the person who signed them."
Qi Yun obediently put the letter into her sleeves and looked at Liu Mingzhi with her beautiful eyes worriedly.
"Husband, did something happen?"
Liu Mingzhi raised his hands, placed them on Qi Yun's crystal clear cheeks, caressed her for a while, and slowly held the beauty in his arms.
"No, nothing happened. These letters are just a backup for my husband.
Silly lady, you and I have been married for more than ten years, and my husband has been flirting with women and brought back so many sisters for you. I am unworthy of your deep affection, madam.
The Spring Festival is approaching, and it’s time to return to Beijing for reunion.
My husband is thinking of leaving something for you. "
"This is all what I want. As long as my husband is happy, it doesn't matter if I feel a little wronged. As long as everything is well with my husband, everything I do is worth it and I am willing to do it."
"I, Liu Mingzhi, have the privilege of marrying you..."
"Husband, can I come in?"
Gu Mo Rongrong's voice came from outside the study. Liu Mingzhi put down the palm on Qi Yun's back and looked towards the door with a chuckle.
"Rong Rong, come in!"
"good!"
When Aunt Mo Rongrong stepped into the study room, she saw her eldest sister Qi Yun, who was clinging to her husband. She hurriedly bowed and said, "I don't know that my sister is here too. My sister is polite."
"My sister, you don't need to be polite."
"Thank you sister."
"Husband, what do you want to do with me?"
Liu Mingzhi let go of Qi Yun, turned around, took an envelope from the desk and walked towards Gumo Rongrong.
Putting the envelope into the beauty's hand, Liu Mingzhi leaned into the beauty's ear and gently gave instructions.
Gumo Rongrong nodded from time to time and slowly put away the envelope.
"I understand, husband, don't worry."
"Master, the younger one is here."
"Come in!"
"yes!"
"I've met the young lady, I've met Madam Rongrong."
"No gift!"
"Thank you, madam. Master, what are your orders?"
"Tell Xiao Wu and Xiao Jiu to arrange the carriage back to Beijing, and then come over again. I have something to tell you."
"Yes, please excuse me."
After Liu Song left, Liu Mingzhi held the two beauties' wrists with both hands.
"That's all my husband has asked you to do. You should go back first."
"Okay, I understand, let's go back first."
"Um!"
The two women didn't hesitate and left the study together.
Liu Mingzhi looked around the layout of the study with some nostalgia, walked to the study, picked up a letter, opened it, and silently compared it with the battle report beside him.
Liu Mingzhi read a few simple pieces of paper over and over again, as if he wanted to thoroughly understand the contents on the paper.
However, it wasn't until Liu Song's voice came from outside the door again that Liu Mingzhi put the paper in his hand into the drawer with a faint suspicion in his eyes.
"Master, the carriage frame is ready. Do you have any other instructions for me?"
"Instruct Sun Mingfeng, Tao Li, Ye Jinghui, Qin Guang and others to gather three thousand soldiers to wait outside the city and accompany me to the capital."
Liu Song looked at the young master who frowned in astonishment: "Master, according to the law, the number of troops entering the capital is not allowed to exceed five hundred. Is three thousand a bit too much?"
In Liu Song's impression, the young master visited the capital many times, and most of the time he only brought a few dozen soldiers to accompany him. Occasionally, he only went to the capital alone with all the young ladies. The number of times when he had more than 300 soldiers and horses was very rare.
"It has never happened that three thousand soldiers and horses were ordered to accompany them to Beijing at once."
Looking at Liu Song who reminded him, Liu Mingzhi waved his hand casually.
"You don't have to worry about whether it exceeds the limit or not. Just follow my instructions and pass it on to Sun Mingfeng and the others."
"Yes, I understand. Does the young master have any other instructions?"
"That's all for now, I'll let you know when I think of the rest."
"Yes, please excuse me."
After Liu Song left, Liu Mingzhi squatted under the desk and groped for a while, took out his royal seal and walked behind the bookshelf.
After a while, he walked out empty-handed, and spent another quarter of an hour in the study buttoning up clothes. Then he straightened his clothes, locked the door of the study, and rushed towards Qi Yun's courtyard.
"Husband!"
"Husband!"
"Husband!"
"husband....."
As soon as Liu Mingzhi entered the study, he saw that except Qi Yun, all the beauties around him gathered in Qi Yun's room carrying a medium or small baggage.
When they saw me walking in, everyone came up to me with smiles on their faces.
Yun Qingshi and Ling Weier also came forward to greet them with their infant children in their arms.
Liu Mingzhi frowned slightly, looking at Qi Yun who was packing the package, and glanced at the smiling beauties in front of him.
"What are you packing your bags for?"
The girls, who had packed their bags and were happily preparing to return to Beijing with their husbands to celebrate the New Year's reunion festival, were stunned and stared blankly at their frowning husband.
What does your husband mean by this? Don't you want your sisters to follow you when you return to Beijing this time?
If they go back to celebrate the New Year, what does it mean if their daughters-in-law don’t go back?
The girls reacted and subconsciously looked at Qi Yun, who was packing up to bow, and Gumo Rongrong, who was standing beside her, also holding a bundle.
Qi Yun also paused in packing her baggage, and looked at Liu Mingzhi with a slight frown.
"Husband... Husband, I heard that you asked Liu Song to prepare the carriage back to Beijing. Aren't you going back to celebrate the New Year? Won't we...our sisters accompany you back to visit your elders?"
The bewildered looks in the girls' eyes made Liu Mingzhi raise his hand and gently rub his temples.
"I blame my husband for not telling you clearly.
The war in Turkic territory was tense, and my husband did not want to return to Beijing to celebrate the festival this year. However, the imperial court repeatedly summoned him. My husband's return to Beijing this time was to handle government affairs, not to visit his hometown to visit relatives.
You and your children can just stay at the palace to celebrate the New Year. After handling the government affairs, your husband will rush back to reunite with you.
I came here just to tell you, but I didn’t expect that you had prepared your bags in advance.
Ladies, please understand the difficulties of being a husband and stay at home honestly this time.
Especially Qing Shi and Wei'er, you two are just out of confinement and already weak, and Zhengran and Shuang'er, two siblings who are just one month old, how can you withstand the fatigue of traveling and traveling?
She has become a mother, but she doesn’t know how to be considerate of her child, who deserves a beating. "
Liu Mingzhi's words made Yun Qingshi and the two beauties lower their heads in shame, feeling a little guilty looking at their infant children sleeping soundly.
"What my husband taught me is that I knew I was wrong."
"I also realize my mistake. Husband, please don't be angry."
"Not only you two, but also Yun'er and Yan'er, you also have to act like you are 'seniors'. The two of them have just become mothers, and you are not. If you have nothing to do, teach them how to take care of their children.
After my husband leaves, if I know that you have mistreated my husband's two precious babies, I will see how my husband will deal with you when he comes back. "
After Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped the three princesses nearby, Murong Shan and Murong Shan hard on their buttocks, causing the two girls to squeal and dodge around the other sisters.
"Go back and have a rest. After changing your clothes for your husband, it's time to go on your way. I have official duties, so I can't delay."
The girls nodded regretfully, bowed, and left the room with their respective baggage.
"Yun'er, change my husband's clothes."
"good!"
Qi Yun took out Liu Mingzhi's dragon robe from the closet, took off her husband's Confucian shirt and began to change it.
During this period, Qi Yun's beautiful eyes were filled with expressions of hesitation and hesitation, looking at her husband's calm expression while holding out his hands, she finally swallowed the words.
The worry in his eyes showed.
After drinking tea, Liu Mingzhi gently stroked the blade of the Heavenly Sword for a while, put it on the jade belt with a python pattern, and pecked Qi Yun's cherry lips with his nod.
"After my husband leaves, you will have to worry about all the affairs in the house."
"I know my identity, I respectfully send you off to your husband."
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, held on to the hilt of his sword, and strode out of the house with great strides.
