Emperor Xihe has been doing well recently, and Yan Fuguang promised to return home later today and have dinner with him after he asked him to stay again.
After the father and son sat down, Emperor Xihe looked around and angrily found a soft persimmon to pinch: "Lao Wu, why are you here?"
The old father was depressed and wanted to talk to his third son, who was the most sensible and calm. However, he was disturbed by his other sons. What should he do?
Yan Qinghuai grinned cheekily and said, "Third brother asked you to have the imperial dining room prepare delicious food."
Emperor Xihe turned his complaining eyes to Yan Fuguang.
Yan Fuguang avoided Emperor Xihe's sight without revealing any trace: "Ahem... let's have a meal."
He knew that Emperor Xihe wanted to complain, but he didn't want to listen.
All causes and effects were planted by Emperor Xihe himself. Yan Fuguang didn't want to share his emotions with him anymore, so he called his three brothers.
Emperor Xihe picked up his chopsticks: "Okay, okay, let's eat!"
What he was thinking was that by leaving Yan Fuguang to enjoy tea and play chess after dinner, wouldn't that give them more time to spend together as father and son?
Unexpectedly, as soon as he put down his chopsticks and before he could say anything, Yan Fuguang stood up and left: "It's getting late. Father, please rest early. I, my son, will leave."
The figures of the four sons slowly disappeared from his sight, and Emperor Xihe felt extremely melancholy.
With a long sigh, he asked the eunuch beside him: "Is this his son? It's not caring at all."
The eunuch lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He thought to himself, you have given birth to many caring daughters, but you have given them away to be kissed one by one, so why bother?
"Alas..." The long sigh echoed over Changding Hall, which could not stop Yan Fuguang from wanting to return home.
Emperor Xihe's son was not considerate, but Yan Fuguang's son was very considerate.
As soon as he stepped into the house, Brother Lan smiled and stretched out his hands, waiting to pick up his father's untied cloak.
The big cloak was placed in his hand and hung directly to the ground, but neither father nor son cared about it. They were so affectionate and affectionate that it was very enviable.
"Father, you are finally back!"
Yan Fuguang patted his little head: "Father is back, have you eaten?"
Handing the cloak to Ji Qin, Brother Lan followed Yan Fuguang to wash his hands like a little tail. He replied: "I've used it."
Yan Fuguang found that he was very clingy today. According to his understanding of his own son, he put the child on his lap and asked directly: "What do you want?"
Lan Geer chuckled: "I want money."
Yan Fuguang held his chin, narrowed his eyes and asked, "How much do you want?"
Lan Ge'er didn't have much idea about silver. He subconsciously looked at Lu Qing, hoping that Lu Qing would speak for him.
But Lu Qing pretended not to receive what he meant and turned her head away.
"One..." Brother Lan gestured with his fingers, frowned and changed his words, "Two hundred taels?"
Yan Fuguang asked again: "What do you need money for?"
Brother Lan stopped talking, pursed his lips and leaned into Yan Fuguang's arms.
Lu Qing helplessly explained for him: "Today I suddenly found out that his friends have pocket money every day. When they came back, I said that he would not be happy if I gave it to him."
Lan Geer pouted and muttered: "All their money was given by their father..."
His friends told him that if they didn't spend their father's money diligently, it would be spent by other aunts, brothers and sisters, which was not cost-effective.
Lu Qing didn't know what he was thinking, and Yan Fuguang naturally didn't know either.
He had no objection to this matter and readily agreed: "Okay, father will let Fang Jinbao be given to you later."
Before Lan Ge'er had time to be happy, he heard Yan Fuguang ask: "What are you going to buy?"
It was a simple question, and he answered without thinking: "Tanghulu!"
Money is used to buy things. When you get it, of course you have to buy your favorite things.
"Okay, go ahead and buy it. Buy whatever you like and try it out."
He does not advocate raising children in isolation from the outside world. Lan Geer's behavior of asking for money reminded him that he should let his children go out and see as much as possible.
Otherwise, we will be in a situation like this. To buy candied haws, you need to go out with two hundred taels of silver.
**
Lu Qing still remembers what Grandma Wang said.
She asked Ji Qin to contact Dan Hong, who was on duty at Yihongyuan, and met Dan Hong.
"On the day Qiao was beaten to death, did Grandma Wang go to Qinfang Courtyard?"
Dan Hong pinched the corner of her clothes and recalled, and after a while she nodded: "I have been there. The Crown Princess asked Aunt Wang to send Concubine Qiao ointment to lighten the scar."
Ji Qin's eyes were bright and she looked at Lu Qing.
Lu Qing continued to ask: "Besides, did you hear that Grandma Wang and the Crown Princess discussed matters related to Concubine Qiao?"
Danhong shook her head this time.
Lu Qing asked Ji Qin to take a piece of silver to Danhong, and told her: "Pay attention to Grandma Wang's movements, and contact Ji Qin if there is any situation."
Dan Hong stuffed the money into her sleeves: "Yes, I am your servant. Of course I will do things for you."
After she left, Ji Qin said, "A lot of people must have seen Grandma Wang go to Qinfang Courtyard. Why didn't she admit it?"
The more you deny it, the more suspicious it becomes.
Lu Qing ordered Ji Qin: "Go to Qinfang Courtyard to search first to see if there is anything else."
Then she called Mandong: "Go to Yihongyuan and ask Grandma Wang to come over. Tell her that I have something to see her."
Grandma Wang came to Jinxi Courtyard in an anxious mood. Lu Qing smiled and nodded at the round stool in front of her: "Grandma Wang, sit down."
"My slave, please stand still. My slave, please stand still."
Lu Qing blew the slightly hot tea soup slowly: "Don't worry, just wait."
Along the way, I asked Mandong nothing, but Lu Qing didn't say anything at the moment, and Grandma Wang couldn't sit still.
"There are a lot of things going on in Yihongyuan, why don't I go back first..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Qin came back.
Lu Qing smiled and said, "Mother Wang, wait a minute. I'll hear what you get out of sending the piano first."
Ji Qin held a box that was very familiar to Grandma Wang. She glanced at Grandma Wang, turned to Lu Qing and said, "Master, I found this in Qinfang Courtyard."
"What is this?" Lu Qing asked deliberately.
"I don't know, my slave. Why don't you let the government doctor examine it later?"
"Can."
Grandma Wang became more and more nervous, and she asked with difficulty: "I wonder why Concubine Wei asked the servants to go to Qinfang Courtyard. Doesn't the Crown Princess prevent people from entering that courtyard again?"
"Really? But I think there is something suspicious about what happened that day. It's best to investigate."
"You, you should ask the Crown Princess for instructions."
"So I'm asking you to come over. Please help me tell the Crown Princess that I want to go to Qinfang Courtyard to check it out and ask her for permission."
Grandma Wang twitched her lips and glanced at Ji Qin's hand: "Well, when I get back, I will tell the Crown Princess, is this the only reason why you called me here?"
"Of course not." Lu Qing picked up some account books on the table, "You can give these account books to the Crown Princess by the way."
Grandma Wang lowered her eyes and took it: "Yes, that slave has gone back."
"Well, let's go."
Mandong quickly closed the door after Grandma Wang left. She said excitedly: "Did you find evidence? Is there something wrong with the box of light scar cream? I look at her so nervous!"
Lu Qing and Ji Qin shook their heads gently.
There should be nothing wrong with something that hasn't been dealt with for so long.
