After the Seventh Prince and Gu Lingyue arrived, they did not rush forward to disturb them. After the Left Prime Minister greeted the Seventh Prince, he also explained his purpose.
Upon hearing that Xiao Chenyan decided to return the taxes of the previous year to the people so that the common people could have a good year, the Seventh Prince couldn't help but feel emotional.
"Xiao Yan, he is really naughty."
"The people of Dayong can finally have hope."
The left prime minister nodded and said, who said it wasn’t true?
After ten years of drinking ice, the people of Dayong finally saw hope.
The Seventh Prince was full of energy and called everyone in the palace together, "Quick! Return the tax silver to the people before it gets dark, so that everyone can have a good New Year!"
The same thing happened in other places in Dayong.
The taxes paid by Prince Ding and Prince Yu were also paid by the Heroic Soul Army, while Prince Yong and others were sent by a team led by spirits such as the Purple Fox.
The immortals descended from the sky, carried the tax silver to the gate of the prince's mansion, and informed the people of Xiao Chenyan's decree in front of the common people. The people went from being terrified at first to being in disbelief, and finally to being overjoyed!
After seeing the Heroic Soul Army and the immortals, Prince Yong and other princes behaved even more well-behaved.
Especially Prince Yong, when he saw the former Penglai Immortal Master, the cute Badouer, he had very complicated feelings, and his eyes were like a resentful woman seeing a heartless and heartless scumbag.
During this period, Prince Yong wanted to be brave enough to approach Badou and get close to him. After all, they knew each other before and there was always some affinity between them. Now Badou'er had become a minister under Xiao Chenyan's command.
Seeing that it was only a matter of time before Xiao Chenyan ascended the throne, Prince Yong knew that he had no face in front of Xiao Chenyan, so he wanted to find another way.
In response to this, Badouer refused righteously, with four words written on his face: Don't get close to me!
When he saw Prince Yong, he was reminded of his former self who was ignorant of the immensity of the world.
Dark history, bury it quickly!
You blind thing, do you still want to bring up the same old thing again? Get away!
Back in the capital, Qing Wu was also busy.
The dumplings and glutinous rice balls in the palace were all ready, so she went to visit neighbors with Huang Feng and Ye You.
The first place we went to was naturally the Duke Dingguo’s Mansion.
When the housekeeper saw that it was her coming, he didn't even bother to inform her and hurried to welcome her in. Xie Shu'er was still staying in the Dali Temple. Qing Wu was very moved by this.
She thought that she could find some time to talk to Young Master Xie about her afterlife someday. The underworld is in need of such a handsome and motivated donkey... No, such a genius!
After all, it is too lonely for the Rotating King to be the only ghost king working day and night.
In the Dali Temple, Xie Shaoqing, who was looking through files, sneezed violently several times.
There is an extra cup of hot tea at hand.
When Xie Shu raised his glass to drink, he asked considerately, "Xiaoxue, you're not in there, are you?"
"No..." The little girl's faint voice came out of the teapot.
Xie Shu felt relieved. The last time his sister thoughtfully poured tea for him, he was so happy that he raised the cup and drank it. Unfortunately, at that time his sister had not yet had time to get the water out of the cup.
A little girl's head popped out of the teacup and hit his lungs instead of his face.
Both the brother and sister have vivid memories of this.
After Xie Shu drank the hot tea, he couldn't help but sneeze three more times. He covered his mouth and nose lightly, and a look of doubt appeared on his handsome face, "Could it be that he has typhoid fever?"
But he didn't feel unwell.
The little girl pushed open the lid of the teapot, squeezing out a deformed piece of her forehead, and said faintly: "No...it's the princess who is talking about what's behind you, big brother..."
"She likes you, big brother, and is looking forward to working for her after you die..."
"Not only the princess sister, but also many ghost uncles and ghost grandfathers down there are looking forward to seeing you, big brother, down there soon."
Xie Shu: “…” You like his ability to work, right?
Xie Shu was silent.
For a moment, he didn't know whether it was more terrifying to see his sister's crown squeezed out of the teapot, or to be remembered by ghosts as a donkey after death while he was still breathing.
Xie Shu recalled the past. In his memory, the little prince from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was smart and cute. Every time he saw him, he couldn't take his eyes off him and would call him brother Ziyuan all the time.
Xie Shu also liked Qing Wu, his "sister", back then. Firstly, because of Yun Zheng, secondly, because she was well-behaved and sweet-talking in front of him, and thirdly, whenever Qing Wu followed him, he could see Xiao Chenyan's face that was distorted with sourness.
Thinking of this, Xie Shu sighed: "There are still some things that we can't go back to..."
The cute little Jun㹏 in my memory is like a dream.
Like this one... well, it's also quite nice... right?
Anyway, he remembered this account and held it accountable to Xiao Chenyan and Yun Zheng.
At the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, when Xie Yun learned that his nephew's wife had arrived, he immediately came out to greet her. Qing Wu was quite polite to his uncle.
But when Qing Wu saw Uncle Xie cowering behind Xie Yun, leaning on a cane, her smile became more playful:
"Uncle, it's New Year's Day."
When Xie Xian saw Qing Wu, his heart began to tremble. He nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes."
Qing Wu glanced at his legs that were not yet complete, and thought to herself, Xie Shu was really ruthless. This method was perfect for the work.
Xie Xian felt pain all over his body from being stared at by her, and he was afraid that this terrifying niece-in-law would take him away directly.
Qing Wuer came to give a "gift", so she didn't waste any words. After handing over the food box, she said to Xie Yun:
"This is made by my cousin and the little ones in the mansion. Don't despise it, uncle. Eat a few and you will have more blessings and a long life in the coming year."
"How could I dislike it! I'm so happy!" Xie Yun took it personally, his eyes full of joy, "Xiao Wu is so thoughtful. It's really a blessing for Xiao Yan to marry you."
"I think so too." Qing Wu nodded without any modesty, and Xie Yun laughed out loud.
"Speaking of which, isn't Lingge going back to Beijing for the New Year?"
After the incident with Xiao Baixue, Lady Dingguo was sent away. Xie Yun, mindful of their years of love as husband and wife, did not divorce her, thus saving her some face.
Xie Ling also accompanied her to Jiangnan. Although Qing Wu did not take her aunt's life at that time, as long as she was alive, it was torture.
Xie Yun's expression was complicated for a moment. As for his first wife, Xie Yun could not forgive her and could only let her go to Jiangnan to fend for herself.
But Xie Ling was a filial child, and he couldn't stop the child's decision.
"According to the time, Ling Ge'er should be here before sunset."
Qing Wu nodded and instructed: "On New Year's Eve, prepare more firecrackers at home and hang more red lanterns. It will bring good luck in the coming year."
Xie Yun wrote down Qing Wu's words one by one. Now everyone in the capital knew about the great background of his nephew's wife, so it would be right to listen to her!
"Oh no! Ashu is still in the Dali Temple. I have to tell him to come back quickly!"
"It's okay. Young Master Xie has Bai Xue by his side."
Xie Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was lost for a moment.
Even his youngest daughter didn't want to meet him. Whenever Xie Yun thought of it, he felt sad.
Qing Wu saw through his heart and said softly, "Let it be. It's pretty good the way it is now."
Xie Yun nodded, "My nephew's wife is right."
As long as his daughter is happy, if she doesn't see him, it must be that he, as a father, has not done enough. If she is not happy to see him, then it is better not to see him.
The good thing is that his daughter is willing to accept Shu'er as her older brother. Thinking of this, Xie Yun felt a little comforted.
Qing Wu still had to go to a few other houses to give gifts, so she didn't stay long.
But before leaving, Master Xie hesitated again and again, and finally stepped forward and said: "That... Xiao, Xiao Qingwu..."
Qing Wu turned around and asked, "Uncle, is there anything else?"
Xie Xian almost bit his lips, looking embarrassed and ashamed, unable to lift his head: "I'm sorry..."
Qing Wu smiled faintly: "This apology is to the wrong person."
"I know, I am..." Xie Xian really didn't have the face to see Xiao Chenyan.
The last time he met Xiao Chenyan, he was not only warned by Xie Shu but also had his legs broken.
Xie Xian was full of resentment at that time, but when the truth came to light, Xie Xian also understood why Xie Shu was so cruel to him.
If Xie Shu hadn't broken his legs, with his own personality, he might still not be able to control his mouth and talk nonsense outside.
Xie Shu was punishing him, but also protecting him.
As a relative, he cursed Xiao Chenyan as a bad guy who killed his father and mother, and every word he said could be said to be the most poisonous knife.
Whenever Xie Xian thought of this, he would get up at night and slap himself.
Qing Wu looked at Xie Xian's annoyed and regretful expression, and her heart was calm. She could not choose whether to forgive Xiao Chenyan or not.
It’s just that, from beginning to end, Xiao Chenyan never did anything to Xie Xian.
This is enough to show Xiao Chenyan's attitude.
Speaking of which, Xie Xian has been speaking ill of Xiao Chenyan for so many years because he was deceived and misled by the witch clan's evil scheme. He himself is not a treacherous, evil, heartless and ungrateful person.
"If you really feel bad, uncle, how about I hang you up and beat you up again?" Qing Wu suggested sincerely: "Don't worry, you have settled your grudges with me, and I never wrong myself."
Xie Xian: “…” Thank you, old man, you hung me up and beat me up every time you came to my house. You really have never been wronged!
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