The Way of Favors

After returning to Chunhui Hall, Fu Rong asked Lan Xiang to prepare warm water. She washed her hands and face to change clothes. Mei Xiang Lan Xiang took care of Ling Shou next to her.

Ling Shou has enjoyed such a wait-and-see treatment. He rolled up his sleeves and said to Lan Xiang solemnly, "I can wash myself."

Lan Xiang looked at Fu Rong.

Fu Rong nodded and looked at Ling Shou curiously as he wiped his hands.

The five-year-old boy squatted on the ground and washed his hands carefully. He was about to stand up after washing his hands. He stared at his fingers for a while and looked back at Brother Yu. He squatted down again and carefully washed his nails. The mud in the gail.

Fu Rong couldn't help thinking of his younger brother Guan.

Since childhood, Guan Ge'er has been around to take care of the nurse. She just grabbed the melons and gnawed the fruit, and immediately there was a maid to wipe his hands. Is the official official sensible? Sensible, like when the old lady wanted to hug him, Guan'er obviously didn't like it, because his sister told him not to cry, he was obedient, but Guan's sensibility was different from Ling Shou, who had learned to be self-reliant. Up...

Fu Rong likes this child.

Thinking of Xu Jia, who was loyal to Xu Jin, a thought suddenly came to Fu Rong's mind.

She called Xu Jia into the hall and asked curiously: "Xu Jia, I heard that martial arts also pay attention to talents, do you see if this kid is talented?"

Xu Jia heard the string and understood the elegant meaning, called Shang Ling Shou to the yard, and stood under the tree in the first year and the other. Xu Jia made a move to let Ling Shou learn.

Ling Shouren is small but transparent. He knows that the princess wants him to learn kungfu. Children often pretend to be heroes when playing with their friends. They are extremely longing for kungfu, so they are serious and serious in Xu Jia's posture. Do it.

No matter how serious, he was only five years old. When Xu Jia raised his leg, he accidentally fell to the ground.

Brother Gu giggled.

Ling Shou was extremely embarrassed, his face flushed, and he lowered his head to not look at Fu Rong, but when Xu Jia stood behind him and pointed him personally, Ling Shou quickly regained his spirits, reaching out his hands and raising his legs.

Xu Jia patted him on the shoulder and turned back to Fu Rong and said, "Going back to the princess, Ling Shou has a good aptitude, but his final achievement depends on his efforts the day after tomorrow."

Fu Rong was very satisfied and asked him: "Then how about he be an apprentice to you? You are the person that the prince values ​​most, and Ling Shou will give it to you. I am most relieved, but it doesn't matter if you don't want to accept a disciple. I just ask casually. "

Xu Jia glanced at Ge Er, and calmly replied: "The princess understands what the princess meant. If the princess and princess make sure to let Ling Shou be by his side, then the subordinates will definitely give it to him."

In other words, he is willing to accept Ling Shou, provided that Xu Jin is also satisfied with Ling Shou.

He was loyal to Xu Jin, and Fu Rong was not offended by ignoring him. He smiled and called Ling Shou to his side, and asked in a soft voice: "The son likes you, and I like you too. I want you to return to the palace with us. You live with the eldest son, and protect him after you learn Kung Fu, are you willing?"

"Then my mother will go with my sister?" Ling Shou asked nervously. He likes to learn kung fu, but he doesn't want to be separated from his family.

Fu Rong said as seriously as he was talking to an adult: "If they don't go, they will still live in your house. After moving into the palace, you can only come back to see them once a month. But I will pay you two taels of silver every month. If you give them their wages, they won’t have to work on their own again. When you learn the skills in the future, your wages will increase. Then you can buy a house in Beijing and take them to Beijing. live."

Ling Shou's eyes lit up, and he nodded when he heard that his mother and sister can no longer work hard.

Filial children are liked by others, but Fu Rong still ruthlessly reminded: "It is not easy to protect the son. You must follow wherever the son is going. If someone bullies the son, you must stand in front of the son. The son is injured. , The prince and I will punish you. Your son is hurt too badly, and you may not even have your life. It's so dangerous, are you really willing to do this job?"

Ling Shou's face turned white all at once.

Fu Rong pointed to Xu Jia and said, "Don’t be afraid. Look at him. He is called Xu Jia. He is the guard of the prince. He is very good at protecting the prince. He has never hurt the prince. As long as you can If you study Kung Fu well and protect your son Zhouquan from being bullied, then the prince and I will not punish you, and will give you more money."

Ling Shou looked at Brother Wei.

Brother Bi was holding his mother’s thigh and looking at him, with squishy eyes. Seeing Ling Shou coming over, he turned to behind her mother with a grin. After hiding for a while, he leaned out his head and saw that Ling Shou was still watching. He quickly hid back again, naive.

Ling Shou thought of how his elder sister took care of herself, and felt that he could also protect this little baby, so he nodded to Fu Rong, "I know, I will protect the son."

Fu Rong smiled and touched his head, halfway through his hand, to see if the boy's hair should have been unwashed for a few days, he took it back without a trace, and said to him, "Then let Lan Xiang take you to take a bath first. Okay, clean and clean, we'll have dinner together in a while."

Ling Shou said "Um" and left with Lan Xiang.

Fu Rong looked at Xu Jia, who was not squinting, and asked him to go and find the clothes for Ling Shou to wear with Mother Tian.

Mother Tian has a seven-year-old grandson. She turned out the muslin clothes that grandson wore when she was a child, and wanted to send it to the princess personally. Xu Jia was useless, so she took the clothes and went to Chunhui Hall. When I entered Chunhui Hall, I saw that the princess's son was not in the yard, and from the west wing came the disgusting sound of Lan Xiangjiao, with a smile, obviously deliberately coaxing the child, his heart was itchy, and he walked over there in a ghostly manner .

The door of the wing was open and there was no one outside. Hearing the noise from inside, Xu Jia held his breath and opened the curtain.

Inside, Lan Xiang and a little maid helped Ling Shou take a bath. Ling Shou was a farmer who didn't have a wealthy family to bathe diligently. He was covered in black mud. If it weren’t for knowing that this is the new guard next to Shi Zi, Lan Xiang wouldn’t do it himself, rubbing and joking: “Look, I’ll splash the water in a while, and the mud underneath can grow the ground!”

Ling Shou blushed and didn't know what to say.

Xu Jia looked at Ling Shouguang's slender body, and then looked at Lan Xiang's slender hands on his shoulders, inexplicably a little envious. Seeing the other little maid spotted him, he coughed, raised his clothes and said: "Where to put it?"

Lan Xiang was taken aback, met Xu Jia's calm face, thinking of what she had just said, her face burst into flames, and couldn't help groaning: "Why didn't you come in?"

Xu Jia lowered his eyes and didn't speak. After so many years as a guard, what he was best at was silence.

He was like wood, Lan Xiang's anger seemed to be on the cotton, and he hummed, motioning him to put it on the chair.

Xu Jia left the house and took a look at the Shangfang when he went out, and saw that the princess and son came out again. Shi Zi was walking sideways while holding on to the root of the wall. The princess was stunned when he saw him, and then gave an unexplained smile.

As if his mind was seen through, Xu Jia slipped on the soles of his feet.

Fu Rong smiled at his back.

In terms of identity, Lan Xiang is indeed not worthy of Xu Jia, but Xu Jia is clearly moved, and her Lan Xiang will not worry about marrying.

After lunch, Brother Ju played with Ling Shou, and they slept together when they were tired.

Fu Rong let Meixiang guard her inside. She called Lanxiang outside and asked, "You and Meixiang should be married. I don’t think Meixiang has a suitable candidate. If you have one, just tell me and I will help you. Match up."

Lan Xiang said in embarrassment, "Why did the princess suddenly say this? I will stay by the princess for a lifetime!" After showing his faithfulness, he wanted to slip away.

Fu Rong didn't stop her, and sat on the couch with regret: "It's a pity. I thought you liked Xu Jia. I asked him about it. He also said that he would marry. I didn't think I was wrong. I'll explain to him again that afternoon, hey, poor Xu Jia will be happy for nothing."

Lan Xiang froze at the door, holding the veil in his hand, and asked in disbelief: "He, is he really, really willing to marry me?"

Fu Rong lazily said, "If you don't believe me, ask yourself."

"Wang Concubine!" Lan Xiang had a lively temper, and she was not ashamed when she was anxious. She ran back to Fu Rong and shook her arm, "Good princess, good girl, don't tease me, Xu Jia, he really promised. Up?"

Fu Rong wanted to tease her: "You don't like him, so what does he promise or not do?"

Lan Xiang stomped her feet in a hurry, lowered her head and said in shame: "I, I didn't say I didn't like it..."

Such a handsome person is no worse than a few masters in the Hou Mansion. He is good at going out, and the two interact with each other more often. Lan Xiang has long liked it, but he knows his identity and dare not be with anyone. Show it before...

"Okay, An Anxin will wait for her to marry!" Fu Rong, the maid who has been with her since she was a child, couldn't bear to watch Lan Xiang anxious for too long, and smiled and fed her a reassurance.

Lan Xiang bit her lip and blushed and ran away. When Xu Jia replied in the afternoon, she found an excuse to avoid him, not daring to meet him, which made Xu Jia feel uneasy. Could it be that the princess realized that he was interested in Lan Xiang and gave Lan Xiang a meal?

Fu Rong looked at both of them, whether they were shy or confused.

When the red sun slanted, Xu Jin rushed over.

Fu Rong sat in the yard watching Ling Shou Jiaobi counting. He saw Xu Jin and stood up in surprise.

Xu Jia went outside to pick up Xu Jin, and on the road told Fu Rong and his wife what they had done after they arrived here, so Xu Jin didn't accidentally have a child beside him. Fu Rong's vision was that King An Wu Baiqi was the first, and Xu Jin really didn't dare to compliment him. After a few words with her, he went to the two children.

Brother Bi squatted on the ground and counted the stones. At first glance, the little figure pouting his **** seemed to be stinking. When Dad came in, he took a look and lowered his head to play by himself. At this time, Xu Jin squatted by his side. Brother Ju was finally willing to take care of Dad. He pointed to the egg-sized white stone on the ground and taught him: "One!"

Xu Jin touched his son's head, and seeing Ling Shou standing aside, looking at him nervously, Xu Jin sullenly looked at him and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Ling Shou nodded: "Master."

Just as Xu Jin was about to speak, Ge Er raised his head to look at him, and shouted crisply: "Daddy!"

The little guy thought Daddy asked him.

Xu Jin hugged his son and kissed Ling Shou expressionlessly, "I will let you go east, and the son will let you go west. Where do you go?"

Ling Shou said without hesitation: "West, I listen to the world."

Xu Jin raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Ling Shou pointed to Xu Jia over there, with a clear voice: "He is the prince's guard. He only listens to the prince's words. I am the prince's guard. He only listens to the prince's words, which the princess told me."

"But your month... your wages are from me. If you don't listen to me, and I won't pay you, what about you?" Xu Jin stood up holding his brother Bi, condescendingly.

Ling Shou pursed his lips, glanced at Fu Rong who was standing behind Xu Jin, bowed his head and said, "Then I will listen to the son." The prince did not give it, but the princess did.

Xu Jin snorted coldly, "In that case, you go, I will find another guard for the son, a guard who listens to me."

Ling Shou paled and looked up at Xu Jin, as if he wanted to tell the truth from what he said.

Xu Jin directly hugged his son into the house.

Ling Shou looked at Fu Rong for help.

Fu Rong knew that Xu Jin wanted to test the child, so he didn't say much, and followed Xu Jin in.

Ling Shou looked at Xu Jia again.

Xu Jia said nothing.

Ling Shou lowered his head and thought for a while, turned around and walked to the gate of the courtyard to look back, confirming that the prince really didn't want him, Dou tears rolled down. He likes the son, the amiable princess, and the white rice chicken and fish, but the prince doesn’t like him...

Fu Rong could see clearly in the room, and turned his head to stare at Xu Jin: "The prince is really not satisfied with him?" What a sensible child.

Xu Jin smiled, and looked at her unexpectedly: "I didn't expect that Nong Nong would also have wise eyes and beading."

He smiled beautifully, with phoenix eyes and ecstasy. Fu Rong was dazed to understand the meaning of the words, curled his lips, stretched out his hand to grab Brother Ju into his arms, and deliberately coaxed softly: "Be good, brother Bi, tonight . Mother hug you to sleep."

Brother Wei smiled happily.

Fu Rong kissed his son's cheek rewardingly, which was particularly loud.

Xu Jin laughed and leaned over to her ear: "DongNong is going to punish me? Does that mean you planned to do something with me tonight?"

The soft and ambiguous breath made her ears red.

When Xu Jin saw him, he held his son with one hand, and held her waist with the other, and bit her ear: "Since I really want it, this king will definitely accompany him."