Pastoral Jiaoyi's mother and father are here

Chapter 21
Xilan City, Town King's Mansion.

As soon as Xiling Yan came back, she first asked the housekeeper, "What is your son doing?"

"Return to the lord, the son is practicing boxing in the garden." The housekeeper Zhao Sheng, who was in his early thirties, followed closely behind, and replied respectfully.

"Practicing boxing in the garden at this time?" Xiling Yan paused, frowned slightly, and said with a serious face: "When the king is not here, what time does your son work and rest?"

"My lord, since you left Beijing for more than half a year, the son's work and rest has been changed to start at Maoshi and rest at Haishi." Zhao Sheng replied respectfully with his head bowed slightly.

Xiling Yan frowned unhappily and said, "It's fine from Mao, and the rest time, from now on, it will be changed to three quarters of Xu after dinner."

"Yes." Zhao Sheng respectfully responded, and he followed the prince step by step and returned to his residence.

Xiling Yan lives in the North Courtyard, which is quiet and cold.

Because there is only this "Bibo Residence" here, which covers a very large area. In the courtyard, there are rock gardens, verandas and waterside pavilions, countless pavilions and pavilions, and there is a huge sparkling green lake on which a beautiful painting boat is parked.

Xiling Yan rests and sleeps more quietly. The lintel of the Moon Gate is written with the word "Bright Moon", and there are stone tower lamps standing on both sides.

Zhao Sheng sent people to the door, stopped and bowed, then turned and left.

Xiling Yan slowly walked into the yard, and walked towards the main house, everything in the room was ready, and all the servants had disappeared knowingly.

With the door closed tightly, the room was filled with dark clouds, and occasionally the sound of water could be heard.

Mo Yun suddenly strode over from outside the courtyard, passed through the moon gate, walked across the bluestone road, stepped on the steps in front of the eaves, walked to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Mr. Li, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, , Zui Kelou invites you to a banquet, are you going?"

"Li Mingjing? It's rare for him to be free." Xiling Yan leaned against the bathtub with his eyes closed. His skin was rosy in the steaming heat, and his natural plump and beautiful color could not be reduced even by the wind and sand outside the Great Wall. The color is enviable and enviable.

"Yes." Mo Yun responded respectfully outside and left.

What the prince means is that he is going to the banquet.

After Mo Yun left, the servants served by Biboju began to go to the prince's dressing room, and prepared the clothes and gifts for the prince to go to the banquet.

In Xilan City, there is only one court minister who can allow the prince to bring him a gift.

That is Li Jingming, the young and promising official minister who is only 25 years old, but also very strict and difficult.

Li Jingming was originally the emperor's teacher. He was an official priest at the age of 16, and became a minister of the Ministry of officials at the age of 22. He was highly valued by the emperor.

After being an official for three years, he was hated by countless people and gritted his teeth.

Just because he wanted to admit his fate or be transferred to an official in one day, he would either reject it or not approve it, or investigate the other party's details and convict him of corruption.

Xiling Yan went to the south of the Yangtze River because Li Mingjing said that some old officials hadn't been promoted for many years, which was a bit weird, so he drew up a roster and handed it to Xiling Yan, so that Xiling Yan could visit Jiangnan privately and visit various places. Find those underground rats.

In addition to arranging the kitchen to prepare breakfast, Zhao Sheng also went to the garden to inform the prince, and asked the prince to wash and change his clothes before going to Biboju to accompany the prince for dinner.

Lord Xiling heard that his father was back, although he was happy in his heart, his face was always expressionless. After returning to his residence "Danfengyuan" to wash and change clothes, he came to Bibo calmly with his hands behind his back. live.

Xi Lingyan saw him at the dinner table, a mature and prudent son at such a young age.Suddenly, he missed his daughter a little bit.

Lord Xiling ate his food with downcast eyes in silence, his manners were well-behaved and elegant, and he was cold and noble when he urinated.

Xiling Yan also drank soup and ate in silence, and the meal was deserted, without any trace of warmth.

Mr. Xiling's daily life is very regular, and his meals are also regular. He eats [-]% of his food, three meals a day plus afternoon tea, neither too much nor too little.

Xiling Yan just ate something to fill his stomach, and seeing that his family had a good meal, he put down his chopsticks and motioned for someone to clean up the table.

The servant came in and removed the food from the table, and brought a pot of fruit tea.

Mr. Xiling stretched out a pair of white and tender hands, picked up the celadon teacup on the lotus leaf holder with a serious face, lowered his head and took three sips of tea, then put the teacup back on the table, sat down in a proper posture, and watched He asked his father faintly: "Is the father's trip going well?"

"It's going well." Xiling Yan also put down the teacup in her hand, looking at this son who has been self-disciplined and serious since he was a child, he really felt that life was very boring.

Lord Xiling looked at his father with a pair of black phoenix eyes, and opened his ruddy mouth lightly: "My father seems to be worried, but is there something troublesome?"

Xiling Yan looked at his precious son helplessly, and sighed, "Jun'er, you and I, father and son, don't need to be so polite in private."

Lord Xiling's dark phoenix eyes lighted up slightly, and he looked at his father and asked, "Did the father find the concubine mother?"

"Yes, father and king not only found your mother and concubine, but also your twin sister." Xilingyan was a little relieved at this moment, her son is very smart, and at a young age, he knows how to read words and expressions, and he can see right away. The joy he tried to hide.

"Sister?" Lord Xiling frowned, obviously a little unhappy about something beyond his prediction.

"Jun'er, you are not the way of heaven, and everything is under your control." Xi Lingyan's excessive desire to control his son has caused him headaches for many years.

Lord Xiling lowered his eyes slightly and said: "I will love my younger sister, honor my mother and concubine, and not let anyone hurt them, father and king can rest assured."

Xilingyan really wanted to hug this cold-tempered son, but this brat might not let him hug him, and might seriously reprimand him for breaking the rules.

Although Mr. Xiling has a cold temper, he also has affection in his heart.The admiration for his father, for his mother... He longed for it for many years, and envied the other family's grandson for many years.

Now that he also has a mother, he wonders what it would be like to be doted on by his mother...

There is also a younger sister, will the younger sister like his brother?

"Clean up, my father will take you to see your mother and younger sister." Xiling Yan was also a child whose mother died young and whose father was the king of a country. She didn't feel the warmth of her parents for a day, so naturally she didn't know how to raise a son.

well!In the future, let Gu Xiangsi teach this brat well!

Lord Xiling got up and jumped off the bench, his feet fell to the ground, he cupped his hands and bowed his head, and said, "I'm going to prepare a gift for my younger sister, father, please wait a moment."

"Well, let's go." Xiling Yan is not an enthusiastic person either, the father and son are equally cold, together they can only create zero-degree cold air.

"Retire, my son." Lord Xiling saluted politely and left.

Xiling Yan looked at the little back who was leaving, and raised her hand to press her temples. She was such a troublesome child.

　Brother takes the cold and cute route\(≧▽≦)/
　　
　
(End of this chapter)