After being reborn, the powerful minister's heart is overwhelmed

"Get up." Qiao Wenqing was not a harsh person. Seeing that the boy was so nervous, he couldn't help but reach out and wipe his chin, thinking, could it be that there are some rumors coming from him after not returning home for a long time?

, have you become particularly scary?

Hearing that his master didn't care, the boy quickly bent down to pick up the fallen flower branches, but because his hands were shaking, the more he sorted them out, the more messy he became.

Even though it's a little dark, the person below is holding a lamp, and people can still see clearly the heeled branches and buds under the candlelight, as well as a light touch of blue.

Qiao Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qiao Guxin.

If it were someone else, he, a man, wouldn't notice it. But this blue-edged peony is unusual, especially it was sent by the Prime Minister's Mansion, so Qiao Wenqing knew this thing.

Thinking about it, when Qiao Guxin was so happy, she would never give away this flower casually.

There were only two masters coming from this direction, one was the old lady and the other was the unknown concubine.

The flower branches are not dry yet, and the soil on the roots is still fresh. Rather than being pruned, it is more like being uprooted, as if someone is venting their anger.

Naturally, the old lady cannot do this kind of behavior.

After hearing Qiao Guxin's words, she was not happy with this concubine, so naturally she couldn't give such a precious thing.

Qiao Wenqing looked away, already having some concerns in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Later, Ning Shunhou gave his flowers to Qiao Xunfeng. In Qiao Gu's heart, the two pots of flowers were just for feeding the dogs. As for how the dogs bit them, he didn't care.

The candle lamp was raised again, as if no one took the episode to heart, they were still talking and laughing, and walked towards the old lady.

The girls were already busy coming in and out. When Qiao Guxin and Qiao Wenqing passed by, everyone had already gathered in front of the old lady.

"Grandma." Qiao Guxin and Qiao Wenqing came forward to greet her.

The old lady was very happy when she saw her two grandchildren. She was more energetic than the previous two days. She waved her hand for the two children to sit down, and then said with a smile, "Brother Bing said that he wants to try Enke this year. Brother Qing."

What did you say?"

Qiao Wenqing is only thirteen this year, fourteen years old, but he has caught the attention of his master and has gained a reputation in the capital. It can be said that the hope of the Hou Mansion is placed on Qiao Wenqing, thinking that maybe the Hou Mansion can also produce the number one scholar.

Lang.

It has been four years since the Holy Emperor ascended the throne. According to the previous habit, Enke was added in the first year after he ascended the throne. But now, he has been waiting for peace in all directions before issuing the decree.

The Ministry of Personnel drafted the edict only in the spring. In remote places with poor information, they might not be able to catch up, so the number of people this year should be smaller than in previous years. This is also a rare opportunity.

"Today I went to pick up my fourth brother. Master was full of praise for his studies. I have never heard such praise when my fourth brother was so old. If my fourth brother is interested, he can really give it a try. As for me, I also obey.

Master, there is no harm in giving it a try." Qiao Wenqing was not proud of the reputation given to him by the people in the capital. He was just humble in his words, followed the instructions of the saint, and treated brothers with respect.

The more he knows etiquette, the more elegance of a scholar can be seen. The old lady nodded repeatedly, and her expression became much gentler when she looked at Mr. Gu, "Brother Qing has such a future, as a mother,

Indispensable contribution.”

How can a mother not be happy when her child is praised? She smiled and said, "It's up to the children to live up to their own expectations."

It's rare that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can talk to each other calmly.

Qiao Wenbing then added, "Brother is so humble. Naturally, I will follow your example and one day be able to bring glory to our Hou family."

The third aunt looked at her son with a smile. Although he was born as a commoner, his wife did not deliberately suppress him. He would be able to accomplish something in the future when he became an official, so she was full of joy.

The group chatted first, then the next person got ready, and the old lady led everyone to sit down.

The old lady sat in the main seat, followed by the Gu family. Next came Qiao Wenqing and Qiao Guxin, followed by Qiao Wenbing and Qiao Wenzhi. The second and third aunts, according to the rules, had to sit at the last place.

Everyone sat down and Qiao Wenqing looked around, "Why hasn't father come here today?"

After Qiao Wenqing asked, the old lady's face immediately became unnatural, and she coughed twice, "Perhaps you came to the court to be busy, and your father was a little tired and had a cold, so he was afraid that the illness would be passed on to you.

We didn’t come to have dinner together.”

Ning Shunhou is in good health. The older generation is very particular about what the elders say. They must not casually say that the younger generation is unwell, as if it is a curse.

But now, the old lady doesn't care. She can't say that your father only cares about Qiao Xunfeng. If Qiao Xunfeng is unhappy, he will have nothing to worry about.

Hearing the old lady's excuse for Ning Shunhou, Gu curled her lips, but did not reveal it.

However, Qiao Wenqing's face darkened after hearing this, "My father is not feeling well, and we should be waiting for him. How can we ignore our father and enjoy the delicious food safely?"

The old lady didn't dare to look at Qiao Wenqing, "It's because my family has such big rules. Besides, it's not a big problem. It will be fine in two days. Okay, let's eat quickly. We can talk after eating."

.”

The old lady quickly changed the subject, not wanting to discuss Ning Shunhou anymore.

Qiao Wenqing had just been sent away, and Qiao Wenbing next to him asked again, "I heard that a lady came to the city, why didn't you see her today?"

Ahem.

Before the old lady could say anything, the third aunt choked herself with shock.

While wiping the corners of his mouth, he did not forget to glare at Qiao Wenbing.

"Everyone can't keep their mouth shut while eating, so you will see me tomorrow." The old lady scolded impatiently. She was very old, and she was hesitant to speak, and she felt like she was holding her breath.

Qiao Wenbing glanced at his aunt, then curled his lips and said no more.

It was just a good meal. Everyone was holding their breath and waiting to put down their chopsticks. The old lady excused herself because she was tired, but it was the first time that she left so quickly.

On the way back, Qiao Wenqing was obviously worried and didn't speak all the way.

When they arrived at Gu's yard, they didn't expect Ning Shunhou, who was supposed to be sick, to be waiting for Gu.

Qiao Wenqing called his father in surprise, but did not ask about Ning Shunhou's condition.

Normally, whenever Qiao Wenqing came back to Ning Shunhou, he would ask a few questions about his studies. Only this time, Ning Shunhou had no unnecessary words and nodded his head followed by a long silence.

"Then father and mother should rest first, and we will go back." Qiao Wenqing lowered his head and said, then he and Qiao Guxin retreated.

In summer, only the evening wind can bring a little chill. "Sister," she opened her mouth and called out, but the next words were still not spoken.

Qiao Guxin rubbed the top of Qiao Wenqing's head and said, "You are also tired today, so take a good rest."

On the other side, Madam Gu filled the room with candles. She felt that the world was dark, and the weak candlelight could not tell whether what was in front of you was a person or a ghost.

Hearing Gu's intention, Ning Shunhou rarely got angry. He just sat on the chair slumped, and then pointed to the chair in front of him, "Let's talk."