When Huo Panlijian brought his drunken grandfather back to the palace, he was so angry at the scene before him that he almost vomited.
Huo Xiaolong was playing shuttlecock with his girlfriends and granddaughter Sun Zixi. None of the girls were wearing skirts; their pants were rolled up to their knees, and they were having a great time.
The children's faces were all flushed from playing. This kind of look was nothing unusual in the border town; many women did it too. Besides, who doesn't roll up their pants when planting rice seedlings?
But Huo Xiaolong is different now. His hair has flown off. His advisor, Sun Zixi, sat down on the ground with his hands behind his back, laughing so hard he couldn't get up.
She wasn't home for just one day, just one day!
"Your Highness, it's getting late, you should rest."
It was just a sunset at best, but the sharp sword was really hard to look at.
The girl turned around, saw the neatly dressed staff member standing at attention, then looked at her girlfriends beside her, and Huo Xiaolong grinned, showing his big teeth.
"Play a little longer, then go back and change your clothes so we can play together again."
"May I ask if Your Highness has finished your official duties for today?"
"I won't listen to this bastard's chanting."
Li Jian had no choice but to go back and change his clothes. By the time he came out, his teammates were already taking a break.
Several young girls were swaying back and forth in rocking chairs, holding bowls of ice. Just then, Cen Ang and Lady Hou returned together. Seeing the girls with their arms and legs exposed, they hurried over.
"What kind of weather is this, still showing your arms and legs? You'll be full of illnesses when you get old."
Cen Ang first put Long'er's clothes down, then went to take care of Da Ni'er's. The dark-skinned girl said something with bright eyes.
"Thank you, Aunt Cen."
Hou Xiangxiang, standing next to her, took a sip of ice from the bowl, shook her head, and mimicked Da Ni'er's speech in a sarcastic tone.
"Thank you, Aunt Cen~~~"
Lady Hou slapped the little girl on the head and then said...
You're so cheeky!
"Look at that sword, how steady it is."
"Lijian, how was your visit today? Was Grandpa happy?" Huo Xiaolong asked.
Li Jian nodded and said
"Grandpa was very happy and drank a bit too much. He's sleeping now."
"That's good. Why don't you take a few more days off tomorrow? Does Grandpa have any other old friends? I'll prepare a gift for you."
Upon hearing this, Li Jian paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and said...
"Even if he does, I won't go with him. The prince hasn't finished approving the official documents yet. Remember to prepare dinner after we finish eating."
Huo Xiaolong's smile froze, then he started whining at Cen Ang, rolling around in the rocking chair like a bug.
"Mom, I don't want to approve official documents, can you approve them for me?"
"Mom doesn't know how, but I'll approve it for you."
"Can I ask Brother Tingche to approve it for me? He knows how."
"Do you want Tingche to help you with your meal?"
"Why."
The girl sighed deeply, "It's so hard, I can't even rest for a day."
—Chen Mansion
Madam Chen was not at home today. She took her daughter-in-law to a brothel. The main reason was that she heard her husband was going to punish their son. It was so embarrassing for a grown man to be punished by his father. So Madam Chen sent her daughter-in-law away.
"The face cream at Fengyue Tower is really good, Mother, let's go again tomorrow."
“Okay, the dance is beautiful, and I saw some of the ladies and young misses dancing with the maids.”
"The atmosphere is great, I want to eat hot pot tomorrow."
"Okay, Mom will take you again tomorrow."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law entered the house and saw Chen Chengjing taking care of his father. The strong smell of alcohol in the room was unmistakable. Mrs. Chen snorted, knowing that her husband had an internal ailment that prevented him from drinking, so he had to resist the urge to drink no matter how much he wanted to.
"What's wrong with you today? Have you gotten so angry with your father that you need to drown your sorrows in alcohol?"
Mrs. Chen covered her nose with a handkerchief and pointed at her son with her other finger, asking him a question.
Chen Chengjing was an extremely serious middle-aged man. Although he had a few strands of white hair at his temples, he always felt that he would always be a child in front of his parents.
To be the pillar of the Chen family.
He wasn't suitable, so he had a son and let his son do it.
The son needs to excel in the imperial examination, at least becoming a third-place scholar, and with his father as a powerful backer, a meteoric rise in his career should be no problem.
When his father retires and returns to his hometown, he can still pick up people, this time openly and honestly, without having to beg and plead for them.
I'm his father, why won't he help me investigate?
Chen Chengjing, a man whose righteousness bordered on the wicked, said with a serious expression.
"It's not me, Mother, it's Uncle Lou who's back."
"Which Uncle Lou... Lou Qingming?"
At first, Madam Chen didn't react, but then her eyes lit up as she looked at her son and asked.
"Yes, he and his father drank until evening before leaving."
"Why didn't you let him stay the night, you idiot? He's always been a loner, an old man about the same age as your father. He must be so lonely out there. You're so heartless!"
Old Madam Chen was somewhat angry.
“But Mother, he has a granddaughter who works for the Prince of Zhenbei and receives a monthly allowance of one hundred taels of silver.”
"..." The old lady fell silent, then listened to her son continue speaking.
"Could you increase my monthly allowance? I only get that little bit each month, it's not enough to live on."
Madam Chen immediately nudged her husband twice, then smiled and said to her mother-in-law...
"Mother, don't take it to heart. Chengjing has always been like a blockhead, you know that."
"But it's really not enough. I've been saving up for three months to buy you a set of jewelry..."
Shut up!
The dishes on the table were all gone, and next to them were gift boxes brought by Lou Qingming and Li Jian.
The old lady reached out and took the box, opening it one item at a time to examine it.
If it were a gift from someone else, the housekeeper would simply check it and then send it to the storeroom. But Lou Qingming is different; they've known each other for many years.
The wooden box was opened, revealing a thousand-year-old ginseng produced by the spendthrift son of a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Its tendrils were as long as a human arm and as thick as a white radish.
"What's this? Ginseng?"
Ignoring the atmosphere, Chen Chengjing asked directly.
After regaining her senses from the shock, Old Madam Chen nodded and said...
"Lou Qingming has been doing well all these years, he can even get his hands on such good stuff."
She smiled, happy for her old friend whom she hadn't seen for many years.
"She's really good. His granddaughter is amazing. She can speak eloquently, not in the kind of flowery poetry and songs. Mother, how many people have you met who can speak eloquently? She can."
"There aren't many disciples among Father's many students, are there?"
The old lady nodded.
"Yes, geniuses are always extremely rare, that's just fate."
"Mother, there's also plum blossom ointment from Fengyuelou, the special kind."
Old Madam Chen looked at the box in her daughter-in-law's hand, and then spoke.
"This is probably for us women. Take a bottle home with you later."
"Thank you, Mother."
Seeing her husband snoring in his sleep, Madam Chen kicked her son and daughter-in-law out.
Now you can rest assured, you old geezer.
Da Yan, someone has saved you.
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