The Duke of Zhenguo couldn't stand it anymore, so he took his wife away, not caring whether it was appropriate for his daughter to be with a man outside of his family. Anyway, they were both going to get married, so it didn't matter whether it was appropriate or not.
Suddenly he felt like he had forgotten something, and when he turned around, he saw Naituanzi looking at him angrily with accusations in his eyes.
"Oh! I'm sorry! Imperial Master! I forgot about you." The Duke of Zhenguo laughed, "Hehehehe", stretched out his hand and picked the man up, "Come on, let's go, I'll take you home, you must be sleepy!
Thank you for your help this time. Tell me what you want and I will prepare it for you. I heard that you like gold. I have a bridge made of gold in my warehouse. How about giving it to you?"
"Okay! I like it."
When he heard about the golden bridge, his eyes lit up and all his sleepiness was driven away. His money-obsessed look made people want to laugh.
The charcoal-haired man following behind them sighed silently: "Alas! The master has too many weaknesses, and it is easy for others to attack him! I heard that there is a bridge made of gold, and my mouth is drooling."
"As long as you like it, wait, I'll go to the warehouse and find it for you." The Duke of Zhenguo was so happy that his daughter's illness was cured that he rushed to his own warehouse holding the little girl in his arms.
The old lady followed beside him, stamping her feet anxiously: "Put him down, let me hug him too."
It was rare for the Imperial Master to come to her house and help her so much, but she hadn't thanked her yet. If she liked things made of gold, she had one too, a peony flower inlaid with gold and rubies.
It’s very beautiful. I’ll find it and give it to the imperial teacher when I get back to the yard.
The baby is white and plump, soft and fragrant when held in her hands. She likes it very much.
When the lady wanted to hold the child, the Duke of Zhenguo quickly handed the child to her and walked away with big strides.
The old lady held the little girl in her arms, afraid that she would be unhappy, so she kept talking to her all the way: "I have a peony made of gold, it's very beautiful, I'll give it to you."
"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up again, and she smiled with curved eyebrows and clapped her hands, "Too, so easy to mess with!"
When the Duke of Zhenguo drove the carriage to send the people back, the sleeping baby was holding two golden objects in his arms.
One is a bridge, as long as an adult's arm and as high as a child's arm, an arch bridge with steps at both ends, carved to lifelike detail.
There is also a peony flower, as big as a human face.
Its petals are layered like a gorgeous skirt, each one is carefully carved and full of the rhythm of life.
The peony has a full flower shape, like a dignified lady, graceful and elegant with extraordinary temperament.
The petals are made of gold, and the stamens are inlaid with gems, sparkling with alluring light, as if showing its charm to people.
This kind of thing is very rare, it should be the spoils of the Zhenguogong Mansion. The military commanders' families all have an unwritten rule that the soldiers will split the proceeds of a city equally with the proceeds handed over to the national treasury.
Without benefits, the soldiers would not fight so hard to capture the city. The things they exchanged their lives for must be compensated to the soldiers. It is impossible to make people sacrifice their lives just by relying on military pay.
This is what it means to get promoted and make money.
Although this statement sounds a bit one-sided, it is actually the truest truth. Otherwise, where would the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion get so many gold-made items?
But it was not passed down from ancestors. The Duke of Zhenguo was born in a family of low-ranking officials, and his ancestors did not have such abundant assets.
At the gate of Prince Qin's Mansion, the old duke, the old lady, Yang and Chu Zhinan were all looking forward to it.
They couldn't sleep at all without the child coming back.
I don’t know what the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion is doing. It’s dark and late at night, why haven’t they sent the person back yet?
Finally a carriage arrived and several people stood up and gathered around it.
The Duke of Zhenguo got off the carriage holding the sleeping baby and apologized, "I'm sorry! Things are a bit tricky, and the Imperial Master said we have to do it at night."
The old Duke ignored him, glanced at what his granddaughter was holding in her arms, and asked Yang to put it away for her. He then took the person and held her in his arms.
"How's it going? Are you done with it?"
The old lady was afraid of being left alone. After all, they were all the Duke of Zhenguo. How could no one pay attention to her when she came to their door? It would make them look too arrogant.
"It's all taken care of. The Imperial Master is worthy of being the Imperial Master. He helped me solve my biggest worry with just one move. Hahaha! When my fifth son's matter is settled, I'll invite you to my house for the wedding banquet."
The old Duke looked at his sleeping granddaughter with concern: "Why is it happening at night? Can't it be fixed during the day?"
The Duke of Zhenguo came closer to him and said: "That thing only comes out at night. It's fine during the day. Nothing happened."
"Got it, you can go back! It's too late, I won't keep you to talk." The old Duke turned around, still upset, "The child is exhausted, she needs to have a good rest."
The Duke of Zhenguo did not feel neglected at all. It was indeed getting late and the Imperial Master was still young and needed a good sleep.
Naituanzi was indeed very sleepy. Even though so many people were talking, she did not wake up and slept until dawn.
She got up, rubbed her eyes, looked around, but didn't see her Golden Bridge or the golden peony flowers. She was so anxious that she ran down the bed barefoot.
"Da da da" he searched the room for a long time but still couldn't find it, so he lay on the ground, stuck out his little butt, and crawled under the bed to search for it.
[Strange, where are my things? Where did my mother put them for me? That golden bridge is so beautiful, how come it disappeared? And the beautiful peony flowers with ruby inlaid flower cores, I love them so much.]
Yang came in to see if her precious daughter had woken up. If she hadn't been able to hear her inner voice, she would have thought that someone had stolen her away. **The quilt was in disarray, the shoes on the floor were unworn, and the person was missing.
The black-haired girl sleeping in the outer room hadn't woken up at all. Liu Ming was practicing martial arts. When he came, he told her, "The young lady is still sleeping."
Is this sleeping? This is running.
Fortunately, she could hear her inner voice, otherwise she would be scared to death. The child was sleeping in bed, but disappeared at dawn. Wouldn't she be worried?
Following the sound, Yang lay on the ground and looked under the bed: "Xiaoxiao! What are you looking for with your butt sticking up?"
Chu Xiaoxiao turned around and shouted anxiously: "Qiao, Hua."
Yang understood that her money-loving daughter was looking for the two items that the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion had given her last night.
"Xiaoxiao! The things are with mother. You fell asleep last night, so mother kept them for you."
[Ahaha! I was stupid. I should not have crawled under the bed. I should have gone to find my mother. My mother will definitely keep the things I brought back for me.]
Naituanzi's eyebrows suddenly opened to smile, and saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. She raised her hand to wipe it, leaving a black mark.
He quickly crawled out from under the bed, threw himself into Yang's arms, and called softly, "Cool dear! Cool dear! Cool dear!"
Fortunately, the area under the bed was cleaned every day, so it wasn't very dirty. Yang picked up her daughter and put on her shoes for her: "Don't crawl under the bed in the future. If you can't find something, ask your mother."
"Uh-huh!"
The little girl nodded vigorously. Fearing that her mother would be unhappy, she hugged her neck and gave her a kiss on the face.
"Ryochi! Xiang! Xiang!"
Looking at her daughter with curved eyebrows and eyes, Yang's heart was almost melted by her cuteness.
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