Yao Chen looked at the thatched cottage on the mountainside where he had spent such happy times with Wang Ruo, his master, and Xihe, and said, "Bugui Peak, the black market... If we have a chance, let's go see her together. I wonder how worried she must have been when she first learned that something had happened to us."
Xihe comforted him, "Well, there will be a chance. During this time, you should stay here and take good care of yourself while serving as my military advisor. I will naturally not treat you unfairly."
If Xihe was just a simple little girl before, she was now a grown-up lady emitting a charming aura. Yao Chen sat back down on the big rock, crossed his legs, and said nonchalantly, "Pfft, I, the dog-headed military advisor, suddenly came up with a brilliant idea. Do you want to hear it?"
Xihe was amused by his action and covered her face and said, "Pfft, tell me about it. If it is worthwhile to do something, I can consider giving you a piece of meat as a reward."
Yao Chen cleared his throat and said, "I see that the world below Shouyang Mountain is in turmoil. Miss Xihe is rich and beautiful. Why don't we establish ourselves as kings on Shouyang Mountain and live a carefree life?"
Xihe cooperated very well and pretended to think: "Well, it is indeed a good suggestion."
Yao Chen muttered softly, "Then can I have some meat at noon?"
Xihe was slightly stunned. She didn't seem to have told him to give up meat, and there shouldn't be anyone secretly not giving him delicious food. Looking at his pitiful appearance, it seemed as if she was mistreating him by feeding him plain porridge every day. "I didn't say you can't eat meat, haven't you been eating fish recently? Have you become stupid from eating too much fish?"
Yaochen Games shook his head helplessly, then stood up from the stone and whispered in Xihe's ear, "I'm talking about you, little fool."
Xihe, who was suddenly teased, blushed: "...You, are so embarrassing. The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and the waters flow forever. Goodbye, hero!"
After saying that, Xihe blushed and quickly walked back to the cave. Yaochen followed her slowly for a while, then turned his head to look at the light at the cave entrance. His mood became heavy again: "I don't know what's happening in the capital. If Xihe hasn't revealed the truth, then Xiahou Qing should deal with the Liangguo Mansion and the Wenhou Mansion next..."
At this moment, in the capital city at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, the Duke of Liang's Mansion still maintains a full sense of home thanks to the hard work of everyone.
Without Xiao Shuang'er's presence, the Duke of Liang's Mansion, which usually seemed a little quiet, became lively again after welcoming an uninvited guest.
Duke Liang sat on a recliner, holding a teapot in one hand and using the other to try to pull the beard off the chin of the man next to him who was also reclining in the shade. "Shame on you, old bastard! You've been hanging around here for so long! Aren't you afraid your house will get moldy and someone will start to infest it with fungi?"
After drinking a sip of tea, Wen Hou smacked his lips contentedly and said, "What are you afraid of? I have no one to see anyway. I am an old man with no one to rely on. You have the heart to leave me alone, and these young people will not have the heart to leave me alone. I am right, old man."
Liang Shuyi, who was sitting in the corridor making small clothes for her unborn child, glanced at Madam Liang beside her and said, "Uncle Wen is right. When Brother Wen was still around, our two families also grew up together like this."
The "Brother Wen" Liang Shuyi mentioned was Wen Xian's unfortunate son who died in battle. Wen Xian was older than Duke Liang, so he got married and had children earlier, but his luck wasn't as good as Duke Liang's.
"Speaking of my unfilial son, if God had given him a few more years to live, the baby in Shuyi's belly should have called me grandpa."
Upon hearing this, Duke Liang sat up straight from his recliner and roared, "Bah! It's not your family's turn anytime soon. Our Shuyi and Ah Xin are a match made in heaven!"
"......" Chen Xin, who had just returned from outside, heard this sentence. He was a little confused at first, and then suddenly became jealous. He stopped calling out to Liang Shuyi and sat down on the floor in front of him with an expressionless face.
Seeing this, Madam Liang covered her face with a smile and patted Liang Shuyi. Liang Shuyi calmly explained, "Brother Wen and I are like siblings. If Uncle Wen doesn't mind, how about letting my two children recognize you as their godfather?"
When Wen Hou heard this, he suddenly became energetic and said, "He is my grandfather, so I agreed with reluctance." Although he said this, he could not hide the joy on his face.
Duke Liang slammed the teapot onto the table, looked up to the heavens and howled, "You're still trying so hard. Ah, this life is unbearable!"
Madam Liang rubbed her temples and said, "That's enough. You've been complaining about how hard life is, but I've never seen you skip a single meal."
Duke Liang said that Wen Xian was fine, since he couldn't take his wife and children away anyway. But the man from Shu Kingdom came running over without a word, clearly harboring ulterior motives. "If it weren't for that grandson of Li Yan, I'd have less complaints for a few days!"
Wen Xian was stunned, frowning slightly: "Li Yan? How come he finally realized that he wants to take you back to Shu?"
Madam Liang explained, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Li Yan is doing well in Shu. He originally wanted to come and see Feng, but when he heard things weren't going well here, he came to take a look. He had only just rested for the night when he was driven away by his noisy and fussy nature."
"He's really a narrow-minded person."
Duke Liang said that he didn't want Wen Xian to live with him, but when the capital was besieged by the living dead, after making sure his wife was safe, he took his men to the marquis' mansion as soon as possible. If you say that the two of them are enemies, I'm afraid only people who are not familiar with each other would say that.
The small courtyard was a scene of peace and tranquility, a rare sight in the capital. However, before the family could enjoy this warmth for long, the unwelcome visitor arrived again. The housekeeper hurried over, holding up his skirt, and reported anxiously, "Master, someone has come from the palace again!"
Duke Liang and Marquis Wen exchanged a glance before asking, "What's going on this time? Is Yao Chen in trouble or is he going to die?"
The butler quickly replied, "Neither. They said the eldest prince has almost recovered from his illness and wants to invite the master and the marquis to the palace to talk."
Talk about it, don't these old guys know what kind of temper Yao Chen has? It's obvious that Tianshu Tower wants them to enter the palace. Before the housekeeper can ask how to respond, Duke Liang and Wen Xian raise their knives in tacit understanding and hit each other hard on the neck.
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