"Have you heard, Old Zhang's family? This time, the tax collection will be postponed, and the government said that if you want to exchange grain for money, you should go directly to the government office. You are not allowed to sell to strangers or individual farmers."

"Yes, yes, I heard about it. Who cares why? Anyway, the government pays the same price for grain. It's just a little more trouble. The road has been built for years, and it's very convenient now."

"That's right, he makes sure we're fed, so we obey him."

"If you ask me, as long as the Xiongnu don't come, our good days are yet to come."

A carriage travels through the fields. Inside, a young girl wears a simple yet brightly colored cotton dress. Her hair is secured in a bun with a small golden hair crown, and a few strands fall across her cheeks. Her face is radiant and beautiful.

Listening to the conversation of her fellow villagers, the girl was very happy. She suddenly asked Lan Tingche a question.

"Brother Tingche, did you really only go back to the Southwest to retrieve some things for Grandpa?"

The handsome man put down his book and smiled.

"I'll tell you, there's no way I can hide anything from you."

"Um?"

"My cousin is seriously ill, I'm going back to see him."

"Isn't Grandpa going back?" Huo Xiaolong asked.

He's his own grandson, shouldn't he go back and see him?

The man sighed and turned his gaze to the window. He probably wasn't going back. His cousin, under his mother's tutelage, had also become quite close to the emperor. What was the emperor to his family?

To my grandfather, that person was the one who killed his daughter.

My cousin's actions were like rubbing salt into my grandfather's wounds, but it was my uncle who suffered greatly, losing his wife and then his son in the past few years.

"Long'er, I may have to go."

In a corner of the carriage, light and shadow intertwined, and Lan Tingche leaned against a soft cushion. He wore a dark blue brocade robe, the hem of which hung down, fluttering gently in the occasional chilly breeze. Over it, he wore a white fox fur coat, its soft, delicate fur seeming to carry the purity and tranquility of snow-capped mountains, enveloping him in a warm embrace.

This question came somewhat abruptly, and Huo Xiaolong asked a question.

Where are you going?

The man remained silent, only recalling the day he first arrived at the brothel. His aunt and Aunt He were away from home, having taken Long'er to Beining.

Under the bright sunshine, he was reading by the window, enjoying the warm breeze, when suddenly, an arrow struck the book, scattering shredded paper all over the floor.

The maids sweeping the courtyard outside all took out daggers, and several ran into the building to find the girls for help. He clearly remembered that when those men in black jumped down from the roof and went straight for his face with knives.

He was stopped by Sister Chunying, and the group of girls who were usually chattering and even a little talkative blocked his way. In no time, everyone was entangled together.

Several martial arts masters watched from the side, sometimes giving pointers to their apprentices. Master Mantuo even took the two swords from her hands, moved a stool for her, and made her sit with him.

At that time, Sister Mantuo was heavily pregnant, the first person in the brothel to have a child, and everyone cherished her very much.

Now, the position of the Prince of Zhennan has fallen on his shoulders again. He wonders if his royal uncle will let him off the hook. If not, he will move out and stop causing trouble for the family.

There are more children at Fengyue Tower now, unlike before.

Seeing that the man remained silent, Huo Xiaolong didn't ask any further questions. The young woman parted her lips slightly and said with a smile...

"It's okay, bro, you'll be back anyway, right?"

Lan Tingche nodded.

"Yeah, I'll be back as soon as I'm done with work."

In reality, it was just a matter of renting a small courtyard outside the county and staying there with his bodyguards for a while.

Today, the brother and sister came out to see if the people in these villages were dissatisfied because they couldn't sell their grain to others; in layman's terms, they were investigating public opinion.

When the two returned to Fengyue Tower in the autumn, Zhang Mama's wild vegetable buns were just cooked. The steaming buns made the children circle around the table, wanting to reach for them but afraid of getting burned.

Seeing Huo Xiaolong return, Siman and Buhui immediately rushed forward and acted coquettishly.

"Auntie, auntie, get us some steamed buns to eat."

The two children's parents taught them very well that they should not start eating before the elders sit down. However, after a few years of understanding, the children realized that no one could start eating first except their aunt.

My aunt not only can, but she can also carry them directly to the kitchen to wait for them to be fed.

"You two are the gluttons the most. Wait, Auntie is going to wash her hands."

Mando brought the porridge from the kitchen to the table. Although the beauty had given birth, she was still excessively graceful; her snake-like eyes were even more sharp yet alluring. She smiled and said...

“I’ll be the first to disagree if anyone says that Bu Hui and Si Man are stupid. They even know to ask their aunt for food.”

"That's right. You all say my little Miao is stupid, and Bu Hui inherited it a bit too. I think he's just like his father, he's very cunning."

Liu Xu slowly walked down the stairs, holding onto the handrail. The woman wore an elegant cotton and linen dress, with graceful eyebrows and clear eyes. Her hair was styled with a jade hairpin, and her white dress was embroidered with chrysanthemums. Her skirt swayed gently, and she wore jade bracelets and nail polish. She spoke softly.

Lu Wangji and Miao Cuifang exchanged glances, nodded, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the few days that Huo Xiaolong was away, these two kids have been causing a huge ruckus, they're incredibly mischievous.

Apart from Auntie, no one in the entire Fengyue Tower could control them. The genius of the Mo family simply doted on his daughter, and Siman was also cunning and mischievous. She would anger her daughter-in-law to the point of waving a feather duster at any time. There was nothing Lu Wangji could do but persuade and coax her.

Master Miao's situation was exactly the opposite; the only one who could act without being stopped was Huo Xiaolong.

After washing her hands, the girl gave each of the two children a steamed bun and asked them to sit down and eat. The two children refused, muttering incoherently...

"No, Grandma hasn't sat down at the table yet, I can't sit down."

So the two little ones sat on the stairs, holding their rice bowls and munching on steamed buns. Sometimes their little hands would get burned, and they would put them in their mouths and lick them a couple of times before continuing to eat, making little noises.

The man stood at the main entrance, watching his sisters bustling about in the light and shadow, and hearing Zhang's mother shout "Dinner's ready!" as his aunt and Aunt He walked in from the backyard. The woman with phoenix eyes saw him.

He smiled at him and said...

"Tingche is back! Come on, wash your hands and come eat. Your Aunt Zhang made steamed buns with celery filling today. They're so delicious."

He untied his fox fur coat, hung it on the hanger, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing the veins on them. After washing his hands with the water Huo Xiaolong used to wash his hands, he walked to the dining table.

Lan Tingche sometimes wondered if the more than ten years of suffering he endured were all for the sake of meeting them.

My mouth felt a little spicy and had a pungent taste. Aunt Zhang must have put some ginger in the filling of the buns. Not much, but I always seem to get it when I'm unlucky.

Just as she was about to vomit, she saw Huo Xiaolong's fierce gaze.

"Don't throw up, or I'll beat you up!"

The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed the bun in his mouth.

It's better this way; he likes life like this.

so……

You should handle your own affairs properly and not involve others.