Time is slow

   Chapter 798

Li Guangwen was worried when it happened that the second wife, Mrs. Liu, came to greet Mrs. Deng. He heard the words and couldn't help grinning: "What are you worried about, eldest brother? If you want me to say, even if the emperor has something to do, the three girls will be fine. of."

   Mrs. Deng directly reached out and twisted Liu Shi.

   There are so many fools at home, she's had enough!

  Li Guangwen, on the contrary, felt that this was very pleasing, and immediately showed a big smile: "Then I will inherit my brother and sister Jiyan."

   "You all let me out!" The old lady pointed to the door.

   She doesn't want to talk anymore.

  The Liu family, who was kicked out, was still comforting Li Guangwen: "The old lady is also concerned about the chaos."

  Li Guangwen nodded: "Well, I know."

   Back at Yahe Garden, Li Guangwen went to see Fu Geer at He's.

   "Is Brother Fu any better?"

   For the past two days, Brother Fu has had some diarrhea, and a small face has lost weight.

Mrs. He fed water to Brother Fu, and was a little worried: "It's not good. The doctors now are all quack doctors, and they can't compare to our Zhaozhao. Speaking of which, Zhaozhao has been away from Beijing for more than a month, and I don't know when. to come back."

  The mother is worried that even though her daughter is married, she is still worried about being a mother.

  Li Guangwen was afraid that He would be worried, so he didn't mention his guess. He smiled and said, "I should be back soon. The weather is starting to get colder."

After hearing this, Mrs. He smiled, with anticipation in her eyes: "Fu Ge'er will call her sister, and when Zhaozhao comes back, she will be happy to hear it. We Fu Ge'er are so smart, they will call her sister when they are one and a half years old, and they all follow Zhaozhao. "

  Li Guangwen laughed.

   What does it have to do with being smart when you are one and a half years old? Forget it, the daughter-in-law is happy.

  The imperial guards transferred from the capital rushed all the way, and arrived at Qingliang Mountain in a short time.

The arrival of the    Praetorian Guards made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

  The emperor died violently, which is not a glorious thing. Once it is spread out, people will be unstable, and it will also arouse the wolf ambitions of the Tartars.

   After deliberation, all the ministers unanimously decided that before returning to the capital, the news of the collapse of the emperor's tomb must be kept secret, and after returning to the capital, the news of the emperor's serious illness will be reported. In the end, he died of serious illness and was passed on to Prince Rui.

   "Can I go back to Beijing?" Prince Rui heard that everything was ready, and his heart was already flying.

   Finally got back to Beijing. He didn't dare to close his eyes for two days. Even if he lived in the place where the champion Hou Teng was, he would still have nightmares when he closed his eyes.

   It's a pity that the champion Hou Taishou was the monarch and minister and wanted him to sleep with him, but he always shied away.

   "Yes, my lord, you can leave now."

   "Let's go then!" Prince Rui waved his hand, and the Imperial Guard escorted a group of people to the capital.

   It’s just that the Janissaries seem to be the same as when they came, but the mood of the ministers is completely different.

   After finally coming to Qingliang Mountain to escape the summer heat, the emperor and Mu Wang explained that they were here, and Prince Rui would definitely not come again in the future. It seems that they have no chance to play with public funds.

  The guard of honor of Emperor Kangdi of Ming Dynasty remains unchanged, and behind the luxury car is the Queen Mother's carriage.

  The Empress Dowager Yang sat in the carriage and described herself as dejected. She looked five or six years older than when she came.

   Although the son is mischievous, he is still filial to her, and the grandson will be separated by a layer when he succeeds.

   After returning to Beijing and waiting for the national filial piety, the first thing to do is to let the new emperor marry her niece and grandniece!

  Thinking of this, Empress Dowager Yang's expression relaxed.

   "Lai Xi."

   "The slave is here."

   Empress Dowager Yang opened her eyes, lowered her eyes and gently stroked her manicured nails: "Ai Jia heard that the prince and the champion have been very close these two days?"

   Laixi will not answer the question about Prince Rui now, so he will not dare to be as casual as before.

   Prince Rui is about to become emperor.

   "Champion Hou saved a car, and it is only natural for Wang Ye to be close to Champion Hou."

   Empress Dowager Yang hooked the corner of her mouth: "That champion is not like someone who can be subservient to others."

   Laixi's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, but he didn't dare to answer indiscriminately, so he kept his head down.

   Empress Dowager Yang reclined on the low couch and closed her eyes.

   The power is high, the power is high, and the new emperor has partial trust. If things go on like this, it may not be auspicious.

   Empress Dowager Yang has always been dissatisfied with Prince Rui. This grandson is too cowardly and soft-hearted, and is not material for being the king of a country at all.

   Such an emperor can easily be controlled by a powerful minister with a bad mind, and even... the country changes hands.

   It would be better to let Prince Rui distance himself from the Champion Hou before he can cover the sky.

   Empress Dowager Yang silently made up her mind, and gradually fell asleep under the slight shaking of the carriage.

   The long queue returned to the capital within a few days.

  The people watched the excitement without saying much, and many officials who did not follow also quietly sent people to check the situation. Seeing that there was no difference, I was relieved for the time being.

  The next day, there was news that the emperor had fallen ill after a long journey.

  The heart of Baiguan Xungui, who was still in the dark, was inexplicably cast a shadow.

  There is no shadow in the Li Mansion. I cleaned the mansion inside and out early, and I waited for my daughter and son-in-law who returned from a long trip to come to the door.

  Qiao Zhao and Shao Mingyuan returned to their parents' house the next day.

   The doorman of the Li Mansion kept staring at the owner's explanation. When he saw the horse carriage of the Hou Mansion approaching from a distance, he opened the door and the news quickly passed in.

   When Qiao Zhao got out of the carriage with the help of Shao Mingyuan, the Lifu steward was already waiting on the stone steps outside the gate.

   "Master Hou, Grandma Sangu, and the old lady are all waiting in Qingsongtang."

   "It's hard work." Shao Mingyuan nodded slightly to the steward, holding Qiao Zhao's hand and walking in.

   Along the way, the two received countless envious glances.

   After the two walked over, the maids whispered: "The Lord Hou and the third girl have such a good relationship, they are still holding hands in the blue sky and daytime."

   "That's right, I'd be embarrassed if it was me."

   The maid on the side laughed and joked: "You want to find a husband like Lord Hou."

   The maid who was teased laughed and scolded her back.

  Qiao Zhao faintly heard the discussion of the maids, and whispered: "Do your hands and feet, let the maids laugh?"

   Shao Mingyuan smiled unconcernedly: "What is the importance of the opinions of others."

   has nothing to do with life and death, he no longer needs to care about other people's eyes.

   He just likes to hold his daughter-in-law's hand every day, no one can control it.

   Qiao Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth, but he also went with him.

   Hearing that his daughter and son-in-law had arrived, Li Guangwen couldn't wait to run out, but he took care of his old man's face, and sat on the chair and looked at the door frequently.

   There were footsteps soon, and as the maid at the door lifted the bamboo curtain, Qiao Zhao and Shao Mingyuan walked in side by side.

  Li Guangwen's gaze couldn't help falling on the hands of the two of them.

   Shao Mingyuan quickly released his hand.

  Cough, although he doesn't care about other people's eyes, the old man is not someone else.

   (end of this chapter)