Chapter 644 The Prince in the Wheelchair

"Brother Zhiqiu! You, you don't understand style!" The woman at the door stomped her feet, turned and ran with a blushing face.

Liu Zhiqiu staggered through the door.

I go!

He still doesn't understand style?

Hugging makes your heart beat faster, still hugging?

What are you thinking?

The heartbeat in the chest was chaotic, Liu Zhiqiu looked down, raised his fist and punched hard.

Bang, muffled.

Shit, totally useless.

For the next whole day, Xiao Bailian walked and twirled, humming a tune.

Liu Yusheng and Shi Xianrou appraised that it was the soup.

The turmoil at home about Kang Ziyu was completely over. After lunch the next day, Feng Qingbai set off for Yunzhou, from which he returned to Beijing by boat.

Shi Xianrou and Qian Wanjin also need to go back to Beijing once. After leaving for too long, things need to be taken care of there.

Moreover, the flood in Yunzhou made the family worried, so they had to go back and show their faces, otherwise they would appear too heartless.

The two walked with Feng Qingbai.

Liu Yusheng did not go to Yunzhou to see him off.

Compared with the first time when she parted with Feng Qingbai, she was now able to control her emotions well.

Just treat it as if the man is on a business trip, and when the work is done, he will come back.

As for Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou, there was nothing to be sad about. They would come back within three months.

The business is here.

On the contrary, the old lady was more sad than her.

"As soon as people walk around, the yard looks deserted." The old woman sighed.

When people get old, they always like to be more lively. Seeing the children and grandchildren walking around makes me happy.

"Don't sigh, people will come back soon, what are you thinking about so much, the children have something to do." The old man advised, even if the children in the family have gone out to work, wouldn't he still be with the old woman.

"Grandma, you have to like excitement. I guarantee that our compound will be noisy all day long. If I'm here, it's better than three." Liu Zhiqiu teased with a smile.

Before Liu Muqiu came over, he immediately responded when he heard the words, "I'm worth two!"

Liu Yusheng shook his little head, "What's this, I'll be the two of you."

The old lady was amused by the three and laughed, "You guys are the best at talking."

Sitting back in the main room again, looking at the family who had nothing to do, the old man snorted, "If it were normal, this time would have to go out to look at the water. This year, the fields have suffered, the rice has not been harvested, and most people in the village have been idle. When the sun goes down later, the entrance of the village is full of gossiping people."

"Yeah, no grain harvest." The old woman also sighed, "Fortunately, when our family stockpiled grain, my daughter-in-law put it away and kept it well. Other houses did not have such a situation. I heard from people who came back from the village yesterday that the rice shop outside Rice is getting more and more expensive."

"It's all about making a lot of money." Liu Dao said, with an uneasy face, "No business is not evil. Taking advantage of this time when the people are short of rice, those rice merchants pay a price a day. In two months, I don't know how much money there will be." People can afford it."

Liu Yusheng scratched his chin, and for some reason the topic came up here, seeing how the whole family was worried about rice grains, "Master, grandma, father, mother, don't worry so much, isn't there Feng Qingbai and Xiao Feng'er , They will definitely take measures against this phenomenon, and will not let the people have no food to eat."

"Yes, there are also Ah Xiu and Xiao Feng'er, they will definitely find a way to deal with it." The whole family nodded in unison.

Feng Qingbai and Xiao Feng'er, in their eyes, are the material to be Mingjun.

Certainly you can't do things that are fatuous and unreasonable, regardless of the suffering of the people.

Putting this topic aside for now, the life of the family is still low-key and peaceful.

At the beginning of August, news of General Qin Xiao's return to the imperial court spread throughout Nanling.

In the state city where the army passed by, the common people lined the road to greet each other, cheering and shouting.

When the master returned to the court, he either returned triumphantly or had no battle to fight, all of which meant that the border could get a short period of peace.

As long as there is no war, it is a good thing for the people.

The palace held a banquet to entertain the heroes who returned to the court. Today, military generals with military exploits are rewarded, which is a good story in the whole capital.

In mid-August, the Beicang envoys also arrived in the capital, and Feng Qingbai went to the post station to greet them in person.

In the group of envoys, someone who surprised him appeared.

Dressed in white clothes that flowed out of the dust, but it also made people paler.

Long eyebrows and phoenix eyes are handsome and beautiful, but because of his sickness, he has a weak temperament.

He is in a wheelchair.

Feng Qingbai's eyelids shrink slightly, "Duan Ting?"

The man looked at him and smiled slightly, "King of Nanling, Feng Qingbai?"

"I have long admired your name."

"Each each other."

Duan Ting, the fourteenth prince of Beicang, titled Tingwang, literary and martial arts, amazing talent, but young and bad.

As the regent, he needs to know the royal families of the surrounding countries well.

Duan Ting is one of the people that Feng Qingbai fears.

The delegation of envoys arrived, and the palace hosted a banquet to welcome the wind and dust.

When Feng Mohan saw Duan Ting, surprise flashed in his eyes. Fortunately, he had been with the emperor for a long time, and his facial expressions were well controlled, otherwise he, the emperor, would have made a joke.

This time Beicang came to make everyone famous, besides the 14th prince, there was also Beicang General Luo Beichuan, Beicang's well-known eloquent civil servant Shu Yixian, and several other civil and military officials, as well as two courtiers serving Duan Ting. slave girl.

At the reception banquet, the atmosphere was quite peaceful.

Qin Xiao and Zuo Xiang sat at the head of the two parties, talking and laughing with the honored guests, but no one mentioned the purpose of Bei Cang's mission this time.

It seems that the other party is really here for sightseeing.

The two countries have fought on the border for more than ten years, and the number of times the generals of the two sides have fought in front of the battle is countless. When they drank wine, they drank and laughed like two friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Each of them has a city in their chest.

Feng Qingbai and Duan Ting are in the same position, sitting on the same seat.

Raising the wine glass, "This king has been famous to King Ting for a long time. This king respects you with this glass of wine."

"The name of the king of Nanling is like thunder, and this king has also been fascinated for a long time. It is better to meet each other than to be famous. Please." Duan Ting also raised his glass and drank it down.

Seeing him drinking like this, the maid who was waiting beside him seemed to want to stop her, but she didn't dare to speak when she was swept away from the corner of his eyes.

Feng Qingbai saw everything in his eyes, and raised his lips, "This is my Nanling's popular health-preserving wine. It is different from ordinary wines. It shouldn't hurt to drink one or two more glasses. It won't get you drunk."

"Health-preserving wine? I've heard about it in Beicang. Nanling's Xinghuacun health-preserving wine tastes mellow and can make people want to stop. It's true for today's tasting." He held the wine glass in front of his eyes and slowly twirled it. He smiled, "Xinghua Village wine comes from Xinghua Village. I heard that it is a very magical place..."

Raising his eyes, "I don't know if this king is lucky enough to go and have a look?"

Feng Qingbo paused to pour the wine, put down the jug slowly, raised his long eyes slightly, and looked directly at Duan Ting, his eyes were deep and hard to distinguish.

"Nanling King refuses?"

"I don't know, Prince Ting is a wine lover?"