Rebirth as Hou Menfu

Chapter 87

Zhuo Ye was startled, looking at her stubborn expression, he seemed to see that when he was ordered to leave to protect Qi Haoming, Zhuo Yin, who was only six years old at that time, had that expression standing on the lookout of Yizhou Island. On the tower, watching her leave from a distance, Zhuo Ye understood her, she really would not go back.

"If you want to stay, then stay here." As soon as the words fell, the person who was still in tears just now burst into laughter, Zhuo Yin quickly put the sword back, and looked at him with red and swollen eyes, " Senior brother, which courtyard do you live in?"

Zhuo Yin stayed in Qi's mansion like this, and when Zhuo Ye went out with Qi Haoming during the day, she would walk around the capital, or go to Yingxiu's to listen to what she said about the capital.

Zhuang Zhuang likes this beautiful big sister very much, Zhuo Yin always conjures up strange and interesting things to coax him, after only two days, Zhuang Zhuang knows to play with Zhuo Yin, usually pointing at the table What Zhuo Yin sent told Yingxiu that he missed that beautiful sister.

At the beginning of October, the Qi family will start preparing for Zhuangzhou. In a blink of an eye, the little one will be one year old. On the day of Zhouzhou, the nanny changed him into a new suit, and was carried to the front of the house by the nanny with a small hat. In front of the house are some acquaintances invited by Yingxiu. Now that the capital is undercurrents, nothing should be too publicized.

Zha Zhou's table was full of things, in order to prevent Zhuang Zhuang from biting with his mouth, Yan's mother cleaned all Zhu Zhou's things and put them away in person.

Yingxiu took Zhuang Zhuang from the nanny and put it on the table. Everyone under the eaves watched him sit on it, and they all paid attention to what he was going to grab, especially Qi Zhongyang, the Marquis of Nanyang who came here specially, after seeing the eldest son several times After the first child, Qi Jixuan, who was very gratifying from birth, naturally loved him more.

Being watched by so many people, Rao is usually not afraid of being strong and a little nervous. He sat on the table for a while without moving. Su Mo, who was watching in front of him, became anxious. Princess Ding was confinement and could not come over. Mo was picked up by Cheng Wang Su Lin and the little princess. He took Su Lin's hand and asked, "Why doesn't my little brother catch it? Doesn't he like these things?"

Yingxiu in front was even more distressed than him. Su Mo was right, Zhuang Zhuang really didn’t like these things, because they were used for grasping Zhou. Except for some books and pens, the rest of the swords and swords were made of wood. Delicate, but not shiny at all, Zhuang Zhuang doesn't like things that are not shiny.

After waiting for a long time, Zhuang Zhuang actually sat on the head and started yawning. Qi Haoming didn't believe much in the matter of catching Zhou. If his son likes it, he likes it. Even if he doesn't like it, he might not be able to become such a person in the future , but Mother Yang and Yan’s mother on both sides didn’t think so, they all shouted in their hearts, little ancestor, you can grab one at random, so that we can also round up the conversation, how can we talk about it while sitting here.

Compared with Mrs. Shen's gloating eyes, Zhuo Yin who was standing in the crowd was the first to move. She took off a short knife inlaid with gemstones from her waist and put it on the table. Zhuang Zhuang turned her head to look, her eyes lit up. , crawled over and took the short knife in his hand, touched the red shining gem on it, and smiled happily.

Everyone immediately understood what it meant, and took off some meaningful things from their bodies one after another. Zhuang Zhuang is really not polite, but he puts all good things in his arms. Embroider, then grab.

Most of the things that Su Lin and the others brought out were martial arts. Yingxiu motioned to Baoqin to pick out a golden abacus and a golden pen from the warehouse.

Nanny Yang breathed a sigh of relief, now she is both civil and military, and when she saw him pick it up, she and Yan's mother said a good word, and finally rounded up the situation.

I don't know who said something in the crowd, this child must be a noble person in the future, everyone cast their eyes on the child in Yingxiu's arms, Zhuang Zhuang just grasped the golden abacus, seeing everyone looking at him, he was very polite She smiled softly, her bulging face was really cute.

Among the crowd watching from a distance, Qi Haocheng narrowed his eyes slightly. The healthy child in Yingxiu's arms reminded him of Qi Jiyan in Zhuge Yuxin's room, who was also a child of Nanyang Hou. Luck is always better than his.

Qi Zhongyang's unabashed admiration eyes stimulated Qi Haosheng even more, now only he and his third younger brother Qi Haozhi are left in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, and Qi Haozhi will also get married at the end of the year, this man, he is getting more and more uneasy... …

Back in Nanyang Marquis Mansion, Qi Zhongyang was very happy. When he could no longer pin his hopes on this generation, he could only pin his hopes on his grandchildren. After washing his face, he said to Xu who was about to sleep, "The second family It is also inconvenient to go outside, this time bring some good things over there, that boy Axuan is as smart as Hao Ming when he was a child."

Xu's hand that was taking off the jewelry paused for a moment, and a look of indifference appeared on the face of the bronze mirror, "That child is indeed very smart."

"The teacher who taught Hao Ming back then is still there now, and Ah Xuan should also go to learn by then." Qi Zhongyang seemed to be a little drunk in Qiao's residence, and he said with a look of excitement but he didn't notice the impatience on Xu's face.

"Master Hou, the Eldest Young Master is asking to see you." The maid outside suddenly announced.

The night wind in the courtyard was blowing gently, blowing most of Qi Zhongyang's alcoholism away, Qi Haosheng stood in the small pavilion in the courtyard and waited for him.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Qi Zhongyang stepped into the pavilion, followed Qi Haocheng's direction, and happened to be able to see the bright moon hanging in the sky, the bright light lazily falling between the branches, A piece of crumbs on the ground.

"I have some questions, so I came here to ask my father." Qi Haosheng turned around, looked at Qi Zhongyang and said, "I met such a rich family on the way south, he has seven sons, and the eldest son inherited him. business, but the owner of this big family has been delaying in handing over the house to his eldest son, instead he likes his third son, waiting for the separation of the family soon, but the owner of the big family still has not handed over the house to his eldest son, Father, why do you say this is?"

Qi Zhongyang held on to the handrail beside the pavilion with one hand, looked at the doubt on Qi Haosheng's face, and understood it in his heart.

"Naturally, the owner of this big family has his own considerations. Maybe the eldest son is not mature enough to take charge of the whole family, or maybe he has other ideas."

"Father thinks when the owner of this big family should think about it."

"It depends on whether there is someone in this big family who is suitable to replace the master to manage the whole house. If not, only the master will continue to take care of it until the time is right." Qi Zhongyang looked at Qi Haosheng meaningfully, "What do you think? how?"

"My child thinks that the owner of the big family thinks too much. Since the eldest son is already the heir, why not let him try." The father and son played a riddle, and Qi Haocheng looked at Qi Zhongyang and had no intention of giving in.

"Haosheng, you have to know that the owner and housekeeper have known for so many years that it is suitable. If the timing is wrong and the best results cannot be obtained, then you have to wait until the timing is right." A look of disappointment flashed in Qi Zhongyang's eyes. This child, After all, it was still for my own seat, trying to remind myself in a roundabout way.

Qi Haocheng's face darkened. What is the right timing? When he has the eldest son, or does the second brother already have the eldest son and doesn't need him anymore? He has been the prince of Nanyang for more than ten years. In his heart, Sooner or later, this Nanyang Marquis Mansion will be his own. In order to keep this seat, he heard Nanyang Marquis marry Zhuge Yuxin, wouldn't it be of no help at all.

"It's getting dark, go back and rest earlier, Luo Lin and Luo Yang are already grown up, you should discuss with Yu Xin about having another child." Qi Zhongyang shook his head, and went back to the house directly, Xu Shi had already gone to bed, slightly A little movement woke him up, and seeing Qi Zhongyang coming back, he leaned in and closed his eyes again.

Qi Haosheng stood outside the house for a long time, his eyes were full of hostility, the surrounding was the silent night, the woman guarding the door was already drowsy, and the brocade bamboo courtyard was even more quiet.

Qi Haocheng stood at the entrance of Jinzhu Courtyard for a while, then turned his head to another courtyard. At this time, Cui'er was still asleep, holding a pair of shoes for Qi Jipin under the oil lamp.

Qi Haocheng stood outside the open window with his hands behind his back, and when he looked in, he could see Tweety lowering his head and threading a needle. Taking a step forward, he suddenly stepped on a branch, and there was a crisp breaking sound in the quiet night.

"My son." Cui'er looked up to see Qi Haocheng, turned her head to look at Qi Jipin who was asleep, and came over to open the door for Qi Haocheng.

In the past few years when she brought her two children to Nanyang Hou Mansion, Qi Haocheng had never been to their house late at night. Seeing his slightly condensed expression, Tweety opened the door and didn't know what to do.

"He's asleep?" Qi Jipin could be seen on the bed from the door. The four-year-old child now has an indelible scar on his face. Although he saved his life, the mark can't be removed no matter what go down.

"Yes, already asleep." Seeing that he had no intention of coming in, Tweety closed the door gently, and stood outside the house with him.

The wind at night was very cool, and the wind blowing into her sleeves made her skin crawl. Qi Haocheng looked at the several rooms side by side and ordered, "Go and clean it up. I will live here at night. Tomorrow, I will let the kitchen clean the rooms for breakfast. Meals can be delivered here."

Tweety was startled, and then cleaned up the room next door for him. Tweety had never thought about serving the prince, and seeing Qi Haocheng enter the room by himself, Tweety's heart was finally hanging there. fell down.

Waking up this morning was the happiest morning Qi Jipin felt. After waking up and having breakfast, Qi Haosheng taught Qi Jipin how to write and what books he should read. Even though he could not be called his father, Qi Jipin still felt that very happy.

A four-year-old child has experienced the death of his mother and the death of his elder brother. Compared with Luo Ning in Jinzhuyuan, he is much more mature. He already knows how to observe the words and demeanor among those maids and women, and even more knows how to please Qi Haocheng. care.

And this way is precisely the most distressing.

(End of this chapter)