The next day, around three o'clock in the morning, Liu Mingzhi woke up from his sleep.
Raising his hand to pat the heavy back of his head, Liu Mingzhi looked around, a trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes.
"Weren't we supposed to go to Lingyi and Bizhu's place last night? Why did we end up in Sister Ya's room?"
"Husband, are you awake? I made some sobering soup for you. Drink it after you wash up!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Qi Ya who came in with a soup bowl and shook his head: "Sister Ya, why am I here with you?"
Qi Ya handed the hot towel to Liu Mingzhi, smiled softly, picked up the green salt and warm water for washing, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"I missed you so I took you over! What? You don't allow me to occupy you for one more day?
No wonder Wanyan’s sister always says that you only laugh when you see new people, and you are heartless when you don’t see old people cry. You really love the new and hate the old! "
"No, no, Sister Ya, you have really wronged your husband. If I were really tired of being with Bizhu and Lingyi every day, I wouldn't have Rongrong after Wei'er, Yan'er and the others were pregnant with Liujia. Because they are pregnant, Bizhu and Lingyi's stomachs have not responded yet."
"I'm kidding you! I'm not that stingy.
But speaking of it, you have been doting on Sister Lingyi and Sister Bizhu these days, but their stomachs have not moved yet.
Don't they have any hidden physical ailments? Why don't they find a doctor to take a look at them?
Even sister Rongrong is now two months pregnant. Seeing their envious looks while teasing Chengfeng and his siblings, we sisters can't help but feel anxious for them. "
"No, no, how could it be such a coincidence that two people have hidden diseases.
This kind of thing depends on God's will. There is no need to rush, just take your time! "
After Liu Mingzhi finished speaking, he took the mouthwash and walked towards the copper basin on the washing rack.
After washing, Young Master Liu walked out the door with the hangover soup. While basking in the warm sunshine, he sipped the hangover soup specially prepared by Qi Ya.
"Hey, are you in the palace again? You are becoming more and more diligent!"
Liu Chengfeng, who was wearing a special official robe, and the cute brothers and sisters were stunned for a moment, looking at their father who was lazily leaning on the bench with a joking look on his face, and looked a little helpless.
"Dad, let's go to the palace first!"
"Go, go, just don't get too tired. Otherwise, your father will feel bad for you!"
The little cutie bared her teeth and snorted at Young Master Liu: "Dirty daddy, if you don't act like a good boy while you are getting an advantage here, sooner or later my girl will have your shabby bookstall closed down."
"Tsk tsk tsk! It seems that you are still very leisurely, Yue'er!
Why don't daddy give you some extra help? "
The brothers and sisters suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the shameless young master Liu, and immediately rushed out the door holding the little cutie who was about to rush towards his father after hearing the words.
"Dad, let's go first!"
"Dad, my daughter resigns!"
"Brother, sister, please let go of me, I will fight to the death with Daddy.
I have always cheated on my father, but I have never seen anyone cheating on my children.
Are there any fathers like this? I'm so angry. Let me go. I'm going to fight him to the death! "
The little cutie's indignant voice gradually faded away. Young Master Liu happily placed the porcelain bowl on the stone table, stood up and stretched.
"Sister Ya!"
"Hey, what's wrong?
Finished the hangover soup? Would you like some of the breakfast I prepared for you? "
"No matter what, my husband still has to continue his deception... to help others solve their problems.
If you don't go, you will earn a few taels less. You should go about your business first, and your husband will leave first. "
"Okay, if you're hungry, go to Bizhu, Sister Lingyi and the others to fill your stomach."
"knew!"
Qi Ya looked at her husband's back as he waved away, then bent down and picked up the soup bowl.
From the beginning to the end, I never asked why my husband was drunk or why he was depressed.
The bookstalls and fortune-telling stalls outside the Penglai Restaurant outside the palace were once again set up regardless of the weather.
It was just the familiar people who came to buy books, and one after another discovered that there was a handsome little book boy beside Mr. Liu at some point. He was much more delicate than ordinary women.
Seeing the little book boy working hard and busy, the guests occasionally teased Mr. Liu that the book stall owner was more carefree than the big shopkeeper, and he was no longer paying attention to the book boy.
After all, we are all serious readers, we are here to buy books and learn knowledge... no matter what a handsome little book boy does.
The sun and the moon fly by.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter come another year.
Young Master Liu had long forgotten what happened in the prince's old mansion, and he still went to meet Chen Jie and his two daughters on the willow branches from time to time, making appointments after dusk.
Young Master Liu, who worked hard, finally received the good news that the two sisters Xue Bizhu were pregnant with Liujia on January 18th and 27th in the third year of Dalong Taiping.
Before that, Wenren Yunshu also gave birth to a son for Liu Mingzhi, named Liu Zhengming.
Huyan Yunyao and Yun Xiaoxi were also about to give birth, and there was a risk of giving birth at any time.
Mr. Liu, who had been setting up a fortune-telling stall on the street all day long, no longer stayed there for most of the day. During this period, he always went back to his house from time to time to check on the two girls.
On February 2, the dragon raises its head.
Good rain knows the season, when spring is here.
Hundreds of state capitals were shrouded in smoke and rain.
In the days that followed, Liu Mingzhi remained unshakable, sticking to his small bookstall and fortune-telling stall regardless of rain or shine.
Silently supervising the world he just established in a way that is not understood by others.
For this new empire that had just begun to grow, Liu Mingzhi, who seemed careless, expended too much unknown effort.
The capital city was shrouded in violent wind and rain today. After Liu Mingzhi sat under a shack and read the information from the two secret agents, he smiled and started to give the thirty-year-old who had just come across from the opposite side an oil-paper umbrella and braved the wind and rain. The pretty little woman in her early years smiled and started messing around.
I thought that since it was raining heavily today, I just set up a fortune-telling stall and there would be no customers.
But Liu Mingzhi miscalculated. Even in the wind and rain, the pretty woman came again holding an oil-paper umbrella.
This is the first time this generous little pretty woman has come to have her fortune told. Even Liu Mingzhi himself can hardly remember.
Fortune-telling gradually turned into gossiping, and occasionally some naughty jokes would always make the pretty woman tremble.
As for the identity of the other party, the two of them had a tacit understanding and never mentioned it. Liu Mingzhi only knew that she was an unappreciated concubine in a certain house in the capital, and Qiao Jiaren only thought that Liu Mingzhi was a concubine who had seen a lot of people. He is knowledgeable and humorous, just empathizing with others.
Every time he faced the beautiful lady's delicate eyes with watery spring water, and her tender and resentful look that seemed angry and angry, Young Master Liu felt a completely different feeling of comfort than when he stayed with ladies.
In the end, Young Master Liu could only sigh, ladies are all good!
As always, Liu Mingzhi and the pretty woman were chatting and laughing while looking at the wind and rain outside the shed.
At the same time, on the official road leading to the capital from Ganzhou in the northwest, hundreds of elite Hu Xiang Guard cavalry were escorting a sallow-faced, skinny young man, who was braving the violent storm all the way along the official road towards the capital. The horse is galloping in the direction of the capital.
"Mr. Lu, you'd better find a place to take shelter from the wind and rain first. I'm afraid you won't be able to survive in the capital like this!
The general has sent a letter to His Majesty. Your Majesty will know about it today or tomorrow. If this continues, you will die! "
The young man was carrying a tattered, dark yellow flag with holes in it. Although the flag had been wetted by the rain, due to the speed of the war horse, the flag fluttered from time to time. It was still vaguely visible that it was a dragon's flag. Dragon flag.
Hearing the caring words of the soldiers around him, the young man wiped the rain off his face, turned to look at the soldiers with scarlet eyes, and shook his head resolutely.
"Captain Ding, thank you for your kindness. Even though Mr. Lu died in the Qinzheng Hall, he was able to rush back to the capital as quickly as possible."
"Your Majesty will receive a letter from the Golden Eagle soon, so why do you bother?"
The young man shook his head silently and whipped his riding crop hard.
"drive!"
Seeing this, hundreds of Huxiang Guards officers could only shake their heads helplessly and followed him on horseback.
"drive"
