Chapter 265 The Imperial Master actually laughed
At this time, the inner palace messenger was about to come in when he heard a "ha" laugh from inside, which scared him so much that he almost knocked over the food in his hand.
What's going on?
The inner palace messenger Ali widened his eyes.
Is the Imperial Master laughing?
He has been with the Imperial Master for eight years, but he has never heard the Imperial Master laugh out loud...
Ali shook his head in disbelief, thinking that there must be something wrong with his ears and he misheard the noise!
After he noticed that there was nothing unusual in the tent, he breathed a sigh of relief, held the dish steadily, and pushed open the tent again.
As soon as he came in, he saw Mu Yihan's fingers stroking a page on the book, and he was very fascinated.
There was a picture of a chubby little girl, sticking out her butt and stuffing peach cakes into her mouth.
Ali stretched his neck to take a look and immediately felt familiar, so he walked closer.
"Master Imperial Master, what are you looking at..." As soon as Ali opened his mouth, he was surprised to find that the Imperial Master's eyes, which were once cold, actually showed a rare warmth.
Mu Yihan sensed his surprise, so he closed the sketchbook and coughed twice as if he didn't care.
"Nothing, just killing time. By the way, I asked you to arrange the Black Armored Army to be on standby. Have you given all the instructions?"
Ali nodded quickly. "The Black Armored Army's cavalry battalion is responsible for the front line, the archers are responsible for the ambush, and the elite soldiers will go to the encirclement in advance. Everything is ready."
After saying that, he looked at the picture book on the table, which was pressed under Mu Yihan's elbow.
Although he only took a glance just now, Ali still recognized that this was the little girl from the family he had awarded in Daliu Village before.
Thinking of that cute little girl, Ali couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "What a cute little girl. If anyone can have her as a lady, it would be priceless."
It would be fine if he didn't mention the lady. As soon as he mentioned it, Mu Yihan couldn't help but think of Shen Yue'er at home, whose real name was uncertain.
He stretched out his long fingers and rubbed his brows, feeling a little irritated.
Then he sneered, "What nonsense! Such a cute and interesting child is just in the painting, not in real life, and no one can afford such a daughter."
Ali was a little dissatisfied.
Obviously there is a prototype, isn't Nuobao a ready-made prototype? It's just that the national teacher didn't know it.
He opened his mouth, but thought about it and didn't say anything.
After all, the daughter that the national teacher found looked like a "black bear spirit". If he knew that other people had such a rare daughter, he would be very heartbroken.
Ali sighed sympathetically, put down the food, and went out to find Qingxuan to talk about little Nuobao.
In the military camp, preparations were being made for the last day to fight against the Northern Thieves.
However, during this day, some soldiers found that the Imperial Master seemed to be a little bit strange...
This noble man who was always cold-hearted and stern now held a paper book from time to time, not only reading it attentively, but also sometimes smiling secretly.
Everyone was amazed and couldn't help but discuss it privately.
"What do you think the Imperial Master is reading? Could it be the Art of War?"
"You can laugh when reading the Art of War? Could it be that the Imperial Master has discovered some secrets and found a good way to beat the northerners?"
Although this was a far-fetched guess, no matter what, seeing the Imperial Master's cheerful face, the soldiers relaxed.
For a while, even the confidence in the battle increased a lot, and the morale in the camp was high!
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At this time, in Dalui Village, Feng Jing naturally didn't know that his comic strip had this effect.
In the middle of the day, Nuobao was still playing in Xianquanju, and suddenly he sneezed!
Feng Shi, who was standing by, smiled and said, "This sneeze, could it be that someone is talking about Nuobao behind his back?" There were
not many guests at the moment, but it was quiet. Mrs. Xiao and Madam Xiao simply didn't eat in the room, but came to the lobby, and shared a table with Boss Qin, Dean Wei and others, and had a few simple dishes.
Mrs. Xiao hugged the little fat girl and continued the conversation with a smile, "There are many people who miss our Nuobao every day. If they mention it once, Nuobao will sneeze. I'm afraid Nuobao will never be able to stop."
Little Nuobao hugged Mrs. Xiao's neck and rubbed her affectionately.
Then he glanced at the table and pursed his lips twice, indicating that he wanted to eat pork belly stewed with tofu.
Mrs. Xiao quickly picked up the spoon, scooped a piece of tofu with meat, and put it into the little boy's mouth. This tofu is made of peanuts, and the taste is even smoother. It was crushed into pieces
as soon as it entered the mouth, and the little Nuobao was satisfied and kicked his feet.
At this time, Mrs. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao started chatting again.
"Now that Chunniang has been dealt with, the Fang family will not come to look for us again. Mother, when are we going back to Beijing? If we leave the house for too long, people will gossip." Madam Xiao asked in a low voice.
Old lady Xiao glanced at her and understood her in her heart.
Wanjun was not afraid of gossip at all. She was probably worried about that stupid old man and missed home.
Old lady Xiao did not point it out directly, but just said, "I have already told them before leaving. Just say that we are going to a manor in the suburbs of Beijing to escape the summer heat. Although summer has passed for almost a month now, it doesn't matter if we go back later."
"What's more, Lanyi is still in Changbai City. I can't leave without seeing him return safely."
Speaking of Xiao Lanyi, Madam Xiao couldn't help but feel nervous.
He insisted on going to the war that day, and she and Mrs. Xiao had refused to agree.
But the boy immediately started to make trouble, saying that if he was not allowed to go this time, he would shave his head and become a monk, which made the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law so angry that they had to nod their heads.
"Then wait for him to come back, and then we will go back to the capital, okay, mother?" Mrs. Xiao asked pleadingly.
Mrs. Xiao avoided her daughter-in-law's gaze and just sighed perfunctorily.
"Well, mother will see and decide when the time comes... Let's do it this way for now."
Mrs. Xiao didn't say anything more. Thinking that it was time for Yuanjie to breastfeed, she called the maid who could breastfeed and went to look after the child together.
Mrs. Xiao held the little Nuobao tightly in her arms and patted him twice gently, knowing that although she was reluctant, they had to say goodbye after all.
After all, things at the Xiao Mansion were easy to deal with within the mansion, but with so many businesses in the family, they couldn't do without her.
Therefore, what she could do was to spend more time with this little Nuobao and play with her as much as possible before she left, so that this fat girl wouldn't forget her when she returned.
"By the way, because of the war in the north, the Qiqiao Festival Lantern Festival was not held a few days ago, and we didn't go to the temple fair. Grandma Xiao will make up for it for you when the time comes." Old Mrs. Xiao muttered.
Not only that, the play that we promised to watch last time in the capital city is still owed.
"The lantern festival, watching the play, and going to the Washezi to play, we will make up for these slowly when the time comes, and Grandma Xiao will definitely not owe you." Old Mrs. Xiao's tone was more melancholy.
Little Nuobao seemed to have realized that Grandma Xiao would have to leave soon.
She couldn't help feeling lost, and her little body was pressed tightly against Mrs. Xiao, feeling too uncomfortable to talk.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, everyone at the table thought she was unhappy because she didn't get to visit the lantern festival.
So Dean Wei put down his chopsticks and coaxed her, "The lantern festival is not rare. In half a month, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. There will be a bigger lantern festival in the city by then. Let's go to a good time together."
"As for the lanterns, you don't have to make them. Uncle Dean has given the children in the academy an assignment. Let them make one each, and no two are allowed to be the same, okay?"
Thinking of the pitiful appearance of those students who had to make lanterns with bamboo strips and flower branches, Mrs. Xiao and Qin Bu Tong both laughed. How could Dean Wei be so embarrassed?
Little Nuobao couldn't help showing his little white teeth and shaking his fat hands, "It's too troublesome not to make the same ones. Nuobao likes rabbit lanterns and big fish lanterns, just make more of these two!"
Dean Wei just agreed happily, and then Qin Bu Tong laughed, "Why wait until Mid-Autumn Festival to visit the lantern festival? Our restaurant has just booked the East and West Second Streets outside Weirui Lane to hold a lantern festival to celebrate the restaurant's centenary." "
When the time comes, you all come to support me. I will pay for all the food in the restaurant. Not only will there be enough abalone, shark's fin and tripe, but I've also learned the special cherry pancake from the capital, and I'm just waiting to show it off that day!"
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