Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

After a while, the chair was moved, and the three talents took their seats.

However, Zhu Chengjun just sat down, got down from the chair and ran to the old uncle's side and yelled sweetly: "Uncle grandpa hug me."

Nan Yan couldn't help his teeth sore.

On the way here, she kept telling her son to act like a baby in front of the old country's uncle. She understands very well that the hard-hearted people who have been killed by thousands of soldiers will always be greedy for this kind of mundane warmth when they are old, especially Faced with such a well-behaved junior, it's hard for anyone to refuse, but he didn't expect this kid to act like a baby and become addicted.

In fact, it’s no wonder that since he was born, he has never enjoyed the love of the older generations. Although Nan Yan loves him, most of his energy is still followed by Zhu Feng. His son is given to others to take care of him. Zhu Feng also feels more compassionate. Some, it's rare for this child to encounter a person who eats himself and acts like a baby, so naturally he has to spend enough.

What's more, there are Nanyan's previous instructions.

Uncle Old Guo had obviously never encountered such a battle. He was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Xiao Chengjun who stretched out his arm to him with a look of hope. After thinking about it, he finally smiled: "Okay."

After speaking, he picked him up and put it on his knees.

Nan Yan immediately said: "It's really unruly, my uncle doesn't need to talk to him!"

He gave Xiao Chengjun a look.

The old uncle put the child firmly on his knees, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, it's rare that this child doesn't admit birth to the poor."

Xiao Chengjun sat on his knees and stuck out his tongue at Nan Yan.

When I was sitting down, the old uncle raised his head and said to the south flue: "I don't know what the imperial concubine is coming this time—"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Yan interrupted him and said, "Uncle, don't call me a maid."

The old uncle raised his eyebrows and looked at her slightly.

Nan Yan said earnestly: "My uncle came here this time and offered something so important to the emperor. When others watched, they all made great contributions to the emperor. But what I saw in my eyes was the relationship between relatives. My uncle was a monk to escape the world. After so many years, the fame and fortune have naturally been let go. If it were not for this kind of affection, how could he let his uncle come out again?"

The old uncle did not speak, but his eyes were obviously softer.

Nan Yan continued: "So, I brought this child over to meet his uncle and grandfather, and I also came to see his uncle, just to talk about family affairs. If you still say something about your mother, then you will see him outside."

"..."

The old uncle was silent for a long time without speaking.

Only the hand in which he was holding Xiao Chengjun was pinched by Xiao Chengjun and playing with his fingers. This feeling is indeed exceptionally homely, exceptionally close, even if he has cultivated for more than ten years. I thought I had looked down on a lot of things, but I couldn't help but feel a little warmth from the child's fingertips to my fingertips, and then slowly melted into my heart.

When he looked at Nan Yan again, there was a complex emotion in his eyes, and he no longer had the kind of regular credits he had before. Instead, he looked up and down Nan Yan.

That look, with a little mixed emotion.

Then, he chuckled and said, "What you said, you have nothing to say to the poor. Are your family members so eloquent?"

"..."

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until this time that she suddenly remembered that since the old uncle was fighting with Emperor Gao and he served in the court for a period of time after the founding of the People's Republic of China, then he and her father had uncles, who were also the two of the family. Brothers are naturally very familiar.

Damn, she didn't even notice such an important relationship.

Probably because the old country's uncle proposed to send Zhu Feng a gust of wind when he came, it was poking at the softest place in his and her heart, and it was a solution to their urgent needs, so last night she and Zhu Feng all night I thought about the immediate things, but I didn't even think of the simplest relationship.

When Nan Yan looked up again, there was a more solemn look at the old uncle.

She smiled cautiously: "Uncle, do you remember the past?"

The old uncle smiled, and said, "Although the world says that monkhood means reincarnation, but even if it is reincarnation, the impoverished past lives are still vivid and there is no need to forget."

A flash of light flashed in Nan Yan's eyes.

She whispered: "Then, how much does the uncle remember about the past?"

The old country's uncle smiled, and while playing with Xiao Chengjun in his arms, he said: "Pan Dao once served in the middle of the Korean government for many years. Although he was a monk, he still has a good habit."

Nan Yan didn't know why he suddenly changed his conversation and said this, so he could only ask, "What is it?"

The old uncle smiled and said: "That is, I remember everything that should be remembered, and forget everything that shouldn't be remembered."

Nan Yan was startled.

The old uncle continued: "It's like an official who will say what should be said sooner or later, and will not reveal a word if he should not."

"..."

When it comes to this, Nan Yan still doesn't understand.

She not only understood the meaning of Old Guoji's words, but also faintly tasted some taste. Old Guoji did not seem to be ignorant of her life experience.

Not only is it not ignorant, he just deliberately mentioned "man from the family" in front of him, obviously implying something to himself, but at the same time, he said that sooner or later he would say what should be said, and he would not say a word that should not be said. Huilu, this is obviously using this thing to hold her back.

Nan Yan suddenly felt thorny.

Although, I brought Xiao Chengjun over and smoothly entered the old uncle's room, but the old uncle pinched her with just a word.

As expected... the person who used to fight the world with Emperor Gao.

Even if he was a monk and escaped from the world for so many years, he still didn't lose his ability.

Just when she was lost in thought, Xiao Chengjun's voice rang in her ear: "Mother concubine, mother concubine!"

Nan Yan suddenly recovered: "Huh?"

I saw my son sitting on Lao Guo's lap, pouting at her: "What is the mother concubine thinking? I'm calling you."

Nan Yan was refreshed: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Chengjun said, "I want to take my uncle and grandpa out to go shopping."

"what?"

Nan Yan was stunned, and the old uncle stood up holding him and smiled: "Pan Dao is also the first time to come to this Han Dongwei. I heard that since your Majesty opened the northwest gate, this place is no longer like the past. It's the same, it happens to be brought by His Royal Highness Han, and the poor Dao can go and open his eyes."

As he said, looking towards Nanyan: "All right?"

Nan Yan smiled.

Since Lao Guojiu has just said something like that, the plan he originally planned to come over and talk about today should not be easy to realize. It is better to let Chengjun take him out for a stroll. If he relaxes his guard, say I'm not sure what else I can figure out.

So he smiled and said, "Of course it's fine. I'll ask someone to prepare."