The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 609 The little bun rides on his shoulders (four in one)

Everyone stared at the uninvited person, with different thoughts, all a little inexplicable.

The little bun swallowed the last bite of pastry, tilted his head, and let out an "ah".

In full view, the man walked to the side of the fence, brushed off the rice crumbs on the little baby's clothes with a little distaste, and lifted him up generously.

"Hey! What's the matter?"

"Put the child down!"

Before she could speak, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

Leave it here for a long time, the beautiful little boy who is afraid to hug him, why does this person make decisions without even saying hello.

Yin Ning said with a complex expression: "Master Yue, you..."

Words suddenly stuck in his throat, Master Yin found something.

The little prince and the man look...really alike.

"Everyone, this is my husband." She laughed uncontrollably, "Can't you tell?"

The little bun is nestled in his father's arms, and his two pairs of peach blossom eyes are exactly the same, showing the absolute blood relationship.

"Cough, I misunderstood..." Master Zhao laughed, "Master, there are a lot of guests, so let's get busy first."

Xu Shi felt the man's different aura, and they were a little apprehensive, so they stopped chatting and each found an excuse to leave.

Yin Ning couldn't believe it, and said with tongue-tied words: "My husband's words, isn't it..."

It's no wonder that at the foot of the imperial city, you can meet the rich and powerful when you go out.

A few years ago, it was the current crown prince who was drinking and talking happily.

"Don't be nervous." He raised his hand and patted the middle-aged man's shoulder, "Thank you for helping Madam."

He had never paid much attention to the small restaurant, but to her, it was the beginning of self-confidence.

His knees softened, his temper was as eccentric as Master Yin's, looking back on what he had done, he couldn't help being startled.

"Caomin said something, it was right back then..." He shook his head amusingly, "If a man like you likes him, Miss Su really can't escape."

"Uncle Yin, you are wrong." She said coquettishly, "It's just that Miss Ben didn't escape."

"Ma'am is right." He agreed without principle.

Yin Ning was startled, then laughed loudly: "Okay, that's great!"

In the end, they are a pair of lovers and get married.

At this time, an arrogant shout came from downstairs:

"Come here, a stewed chicken in oil, a plate of fried prawns in sauce, and a pot of good peach blossom stuffing! Old rules, keep accounts!"

She frowned.

This voice is quite familiar...

A young man went upstairs quietly and whispered to her:

"Boss, the one who pretended to be the uncle of the country and ate free food is here again."

She looked up at Huangfu Yue, smiled, rolled up her gauze and came to the fence on the second floor.

The king curled the corners of his lips noncommittally, followed step by step, and leaned behind the beams and pillars indifferently, as if watching the battle.

"Hurry up, I'm hungry!" Su Yichen raised Erlang's legs and shook, knocking down the table from time to time with a chopstick, urging, "I'm telling you, I've neglected my young master, and I'll go back to the palace and tell you that this store will remain in the capital forever." Can't go on!"

Eunuch Yu glanced at him and said, "Master, why don't you let your subordinates..."

He changed his arm so that the little prince could also see the "scenery" downstairs, lowered his eyes and said: "If you intervene at this moment, Madam will investigate later, and I will not be able to keep you."

Yu Si, who had shown his loyalty wrongly, retreated silently to the corner.

She summoned the young man, and whispered: "Let the back kitchen serve him food, and tell shopkeeper Zhou that it's time to do it."

"Yes, Master."

The little bun looked at his mother's side face, twisted his little body, not quite understanding what he was waiting for.

"Don't make trouble." He snorted, "Your mother cast the net for half a year, and finally she was able to collect it herself."

"Net?" The child repeated in imitation.

"That's right, since there are fish jumping recklessly, then open the mouth of the net wider so that they don't know they are in the net." He smiled lightly, "Zhi'er, you need to learn how to get out of the net." For the word."

The little prince heard it ignorantly, but he was much quieter.

Suddenly, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps from far to near, and soon the figure of shopkeeper Zhou appeared at the door, followed by three or four yamen servants.

The diners started commotion, and the guys hurriedly comforted: "It doesn't matter, it's a small matter."

Su Yichen was happily eating the chicken leg, when he saw the officer, he couldn't help remembering some unpleasant experiences, and shrank in the corner embarrassingly.

However, what to be afraid of, what to come.

The leader of the office came to the table with strides, and said coldly: "But Su Yichen?"

"...Yes." After admitting hesitantly, he immediately muttered, "I didn't do anything!"

"Major merchants jointly voted for the election. You used the name of the uncle of the dynasty to eat and drink for several months. The total amount reached 780 taels, which is up to the sentencing..."

"What fraudulent use!" Su Yichen said angrily, "Of course it's true, I can tell you, don't make nonsense accusations, besides, they voluntarily filial piety for my young master to eat and drink, what crime is there!"

Young Master Su is used to being extravagant, so he can't bear the slightest bit of suffering, but now that the Su Manor is declining day by day, he can't afford to spend a lot of money every day.

At first, they tried it in the name of the third sister, but they didn't know that dozens of restaurants and shops in Beijing were quite willing to buy it, and they could enjoy unlimited enjoyment by signing it, so why not do it?

"Really?" The officer didn't panic at all, and slammed a stack of papers in his hand onto the table, "No one declared that it was voluntary, but every detail has your signature, Second Young Master Su, and the evidence is solid and undeniable. "

"I, I'm really the queen's elder brother!" Roaring, poking his neck, "If you dare to catch me, be careful not to look back..."

"I have to remind you that according to Daqi's law, if the relatives of the emperor commit crimes, the crime will be aggravated." With a wink, two yamen servants stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right to suppress them.

"If you want to be an ordinary person or be an uncle of the country, you can think about it slowly on the road and take it away!"

Pushing and pushing out the door, Su Yichen's threatening words swayed from a distance:

"I will let father enter the palace! You wait-"

"He deserves it!" an old regular customer spat, "I've seen this kid upset a long time ago, and it's reasonable to eat free food!"

Another person sneered: "The current queen is benevolent and kind, how can such a shameless brother come from here?"

"That's right, it's a joke, come on, drink!"

Su Yingchun stood still, taking a panoramic view of this brief scene.

If you follow your temperament in the previous life, you must be patient, and you will be pure if you don't see it.

But now she understands that some people, if they are not dealt with thoroughly, will become a disaster.

"Have you decided where to go?"

A deep voice rang in her ears, and she turned around to meet his smiling handsome face.

"Just... for a stroll?"

The important thing is that the three of them are happy together.

He has no opinion: "Okay."

Go out through the small door in the backyard, walk slowly along the alley to the lively street.

On the way, I came across a small stall selling groceries. Many parents and children were shopping.

Little Baozi pointed at the biggest windmill and called out "ahhh".

"I can't lift it." She picked the smallest one and stuffed it into Bai Nennen's palm, "Don't forget, you are still a baby."

The little prince snorted, but when a gust of wind blew and the colorful papers began to rotate, that bit of unhappiness disappeared in an instant.

His eyes were shining, and the tails of his slightly hooked eyes were curved, lying on the father's body, with his little hands raised high.

He pursed his lips a little uncomfortably: "Are you sure, you want Zhi'er to hold this?"

"Everyone has them, why not?" She glanced at him, "No matter how introverted and noble you are, you are still just a baby under one year old. You must treat yourself as an ordinary father in order to enjoy family happiness, understand?" ?”

Being reprimanded by the queen, Emperor Jing Yuan bowed his head humbly: "It's wrong for my husband."

Letting the baby in his arms make noise, he leaned closer and asked softly, "Are you satisfied with the robe you changed according to Madam's order?"

She looked around for a moment, but no one was looking around, and Xiao Baozi was also addicted to the new toy.

Smiling secretly, she tiptoed slightly, leaned on his shoulder, and kissed his warm cheek lightly.

"Your Highness, it's so beautiful."

Such a good-looking man belongs to her.

Breathing hard, just as he was about to say something, a small hand tugged at the skirt of his shirt.

"Ride, ride!"

Following the direction of that little hand, a child was carried on his father's shoulders, very happy.

After being silent for a while, he looked at his wife with a teasing face: "Do you have to enjoy family happiness?"

Let me ask, who in this world would dare to ride on his neck and act wildly?

She suppressed a smile and encouraged: "There is always a first time, you are just not used to it."

"Ride!" Xu Shi knew that with his mother, everything was possible, so the little prince ordered again confidently.

He never traded at a loss, and calmly made a request: "Call my father."

"Pfft!" She laughed shamelessly, "Are you still struggling with this!"

The little bun twisted his body and called, "Mother."

His forehead was throbbing: "Father, emperor."

The little baby was not happy, she flattened her mouth, tilted her body and stretched out a "helping hand" to her:
"mother--"

Although she felt a little sympathetic to him, but her son was the most important thing at the moment, she helped to persuade him:

"Don't be embarrassing, just give it a ride."

Sighing silently, he lifted his small body with his big hands and sat back.

"whee……"

The little prince laughed heartily, which was rare, and he felt a sense of excitement to control the peak.

On the bustling streets, Daqi's most distinguished couple are just like ordinary people, talking and laughing, walking and strolling.

A tall and elegant man, with one hand protecting his child on his shoulders, while holding his beloved wife with the other.

The most ordinary happiness in the world is extremely precious and rare to them.

Guyang Mountain, the Mausoleum of Concubine Wen.

Candles were lit at the four corners of the outer tomb, illuminating them very brightly.

More than a dozen craftsmen are working hard, and the sound of jingling can be heard endlessly.

A young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked the middle-aged man beside him:

"Uncle Pang, the work should be finished today, right?"

All in all, I have been busy for nearly two months.

The leader looked around to inspect the progress, and raised his voice:
"Xu Da, how is the stone tenon installed in your place?"

The man squatting beside the stone pillar nodded: "Give me another hour!"

Uncle Pang was quite satisfied, and said to everyone: "Everyone, work harder, you can pack your things and go home before sunset!"

"Okay!" Everyone cheered.

The middle-aged man packed up his tools and patrolled back and forth to see if there was anything missing.

They are a construction team specializing in the construction of tombs for wealthy merchants and nobles, and they are relatively well-known, but this business of repairing the tomb of the concubine is indeed the first time.

You know, this is a fat vacancy. In the past, ordinary craftsmen could not get their turn.

I don't know what kind of good luck I had, the money I earned from this order is enough to rest for half a year.

Passing Xu Da's corner, I saw a pair of rough big hands of the man flexibly polishing, making an exquisite tenon in a short while.

Three mortises and a piece of stone teeth are stuck in the gap, and the base is built up to complete a set of mechanisms.

In the whole team, this person has the best craftsmanship, specializing in this kind of delicate work.

Withdrawing his eyes, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the small shadow behind the man. Uncle Pang was taken aback, and whispered:

"Why did you bring Xiaoyan here!"

The seven or eight-year-old child was skinny, holding a small stick, and playing with it on the ground. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled.

Xu Da scratched the back of his head and explained embarrassingly:

"There is an urgent matter at home. I sent the child up the mountain. I can't leave it alone in the house. I figured it's almost finished anyway, so it's not a big problem, right?"

Xu Da is a widower. Uncle Pang understood the hardships involved, so he didn't blame him too much, and repeatedly told him:

"The nobleman will come later, don't let him see it, so as not to use this to embezzle money."

"Understood." Xu Da agreed, and then hesitated, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong? You see, Brother Yang is digging a canal, and Lao Ding is using it as a secret passage, and the door I made is from the same place. The mechanism that cannot be opened from the outside is not like Xiuling..."

"Boy Xu is right."

"It's so strange that there are so many flower heads in an outer chamber of worship."

"It's not..."

When the words fell together, everyone echoed.

"Hey!" Uncle Pang raised his hands to signal for quietness, "In our line of work, I have never encountered any quirks, not to mention that this is the real Great Qihuang Mausoleum. If you dare to start construction, it means that there are relevant approval documents. You are all fooling around. What kind of heart!"

Lao Ding knocked on the cigarette pouch and said, "That's right, finish the work early and go back to the village. Then the brothers will gather and chat again. What are you talking about here? It's eerie."

Someone interrupted with a smile: "Don't dislike the gloomy, this mausoleum of the imperial concubine is much brighter and more luxurious than your main house. It's not bad to enjoy your old age peacefully!"

"Go! I'd rather live in my own shabby house!"

Laughing and laughing, everyone speeded up.

When the sun was setting outside, a thin man stepped into the tomb.

"What's the matter?" Cao Chong said lightly.

"My lord, everything has been repaired according to your request." Uncle Pang bowed his waist and respectfully led the way, "Please check and accept."

With an indifferent expression, he checked several changes carefully, nodded slightly: "Yes, follow me."

Overjoyed, Uncle Pang hurriedly followed, but the nobleman in front of him stopped and pointed at the craftsmen in twos and threes:
"Come here together, everyone will be rewarded with silver."

Seeing that his honest companions were too dumb to move, Uncle Pang waved his hands anxiously: "What are you doing standing there!" At the same time, he winked at Ambassador Xu in the corner.

The widower, not being a fool, understood immediately.

A group of people pushed and pushed, and came to an ear room next door. The space was small, and there were a few stone statues.

"Done?"

The middle-aged man counted carefully, and said with a smile, "Seventeen, that's all, thank you sir."

"Well."

Cao Chong took out a handkerchief from his arms, and slowly covered his mouth and nose.

Slap!A torch-like object fell.

Before everyone had time to react, white smoke billowed up, and the thin man left the stone house in a few steps.

Boom——The door of the tomb in the ear chamber was closed tightly.

"Cough-cough-"

"It's poisonous smoke—poof!"

"I don't want to die, help!"

(End of this chapter)