All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

In the second half of the night, everything was silent.

The Yuan family was sleeping soundly when they suddenly heard the neighing of horses.

Everyone in the several rooms woke up and rushed to the brightly lit third room.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw five or six large boxes piled on the ground. He Fan picked up one of them and was moving it to the warehouse in the third-bedroom yard.

The little kid also got up and was sitting on one of the big boxes eating cakes.

There is also a beautiful red pony next to the box.

Yuan Shilang: "Sanlang, this... this is...?"

Yuan Meng: "I found some gadgets for Yuan Yuan, and the person doing the work brought them over at night."

Mrs. Ye looked surprised: "There's a curfew outside, how did you get these in?"

Yuan Meng was about to speak when he was interrupted by Yuan Shilang: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

He looked solemn, thinking that it was sent by Shenlongwei.

Yuan Meng didn't say anything, just take it as such.

Yuan Dalang and Yuan Erlang went over to help move the box together. They tried their best to move the box, but the box on the ground did not move at all.

He Fan patted the two of them on the shoulders: "Brother, brother, the box is a bit heavy, let me move it."

After saying that, he easily picked up another box and walked to the warehouse.

Yuan Dalang: "..."

Yuan Erlang: "..."

After a lot of excitement, the cage was packed and the little red horse was led to the stable of the palace.

The Yuan family also went back to rest.

Before leaving, Yuan Shilang hesitated to speak, and then hesitated again. Finally, he said to Yuan Sanlang with a straight face: "This late at night has delayed my Yuan Bao'er's sleep. Tomorrow you go to Hongwen Hall to give a gift to my granddaughter. Ask for leave."

Yuan Yuan's eyes shone brightly and he nodded sharply: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!!!"

Yuan Meng nodded: "Okay."

Let Deputy Commander He go then. Young people are thick-skinned and can withstand the old man's scolding.

After everyone left, He Fan pinched the little kid's face and said, "Look, look, are your father and Uncle He Fan working hard to become commanders just to clear up the blame for you?"

Yuan Yuan shook his head, smiled and narrowed his eyes, and even handed him the leftover yellow glutinous rice cake, a specialty of Daqin, in his hand.

"Uncle He Fan eats it!!!"

He Fan looked disgusted, but he still lowered his head and ate the glutinous rice cake.

It tasted quite good. He glanced at Yuan Meng, his eyes full of pride as "I am the uncle who is more important."

Yuan Meng picked up his daughter and returned to the room, leaving him with a disdainful back.

In the morning, Yuan Yuanzai'er caught up on his sleep at home, his old father went to the military camp, and good uncle He Fan went to Hongwen Hall to take leave.

As soon as the little kid woke up naturally from her sleep, she anxiously went to the warehouse to pick up the treasures given to her by Brother Ying Zheng.

The warehouse in the third room was originally filled with Yuan Yuan's things, including gifts from brothers and rewards from the palace.

Things the child doesn't like are placed high up, and things he likes are placed low so she can get them by herself.

The things in the big box last night have been put on the shelves by the old father.

Clothes and fabrics are on the upper level, knick-knacks are on the lower level, and some large children's toys are placed on the ground.

Yuan Yuan squatted by the shelf, looking at this and touching that. He had three or four bracelets on one hand and two small animal skin hats on his head.

When Mrs. Ye came to look for her, she was quite dumbfounded. Still tempting her with little wontons, the little kid reluctantly left.

The rest of the family went to the Yamen if they were supposed to be on duty, and went to the shop if they were supposed to keep an eye on business.

Mrs. Ye kept her granddaughter in check and said to her, "Yuan Baoer, the Duke of Miguo has sent several heavy gifts in a row. Can you go over with grandma to take a look today?"

Yuan Yuan ate a wonton in one bite with a confused look on his face.

Mrs. Ye explained: "It was the former right servant Shefeng Xianggong. Your grandson said that they sent heavy gifts, but we would not accept them, and they would be upset. But we accepted so many gifts, and grandma was also upset. install."

"Now that Mr. Feng is in good health, let's go for a formal visit and return the favor, right?"

Yuan Yuan nodded: "Then can I ride Xiaohong?"

Mrs. Ye decisively refused: "No, neither our grandson nor our grandson can ride a horse, who will take care of you?"

Half an hour later, Yuan Yuan was riding on the back of his new partner, the little red horse. The palace guard was holding the horse, and there was a guard on each side to protect him.

Mrs. Ye was sitting on the carriage, walking side by side with her little red horse.

A car and a horse were walking at a fast pace on the trail.

The little red horse is still a little pony, very energetic, a little confused because of the new environment, but still very docile.

But Madam Ye was still worried.

"Yuan Bao'er, don't move around. I won't let you ride even if I shake my grandma."

Yuan Yuan kicked her legs happily: "Yeah, yeah, don't shake!"

She touched the little red horse's mane and began to sing a ditty of her own making.

"Xiaohong, Xiaohong, Xiaohong, you are a horse~~~"

"You are not a little bear, a little wolf, or a little leopard, you are a horse~~~"

In order not to affect the traffic on the main street, they took a detour. Children playing on the path heard it and followed the horse, humming along with them.

Mrs. Ye was always on tenterhooks all the way, but she finally arrived at the gate of the Miguo Duke's Mansion safely.

Because the post was delivered early in the morning, Feng Deyi and his wife were waiting outside the house to greet them in person.

Fortunately, Mrs. Ye knew that the journey would not be too fast, so she left early and arrived earlier than the agreed time, and did not keep the host waiting too long.

Feng Deyi experienced life and death, resigned from office, and became much more peaceful.

He saw the little kid riding over on his own, and he offered his hand to help her down.

"Back when King Zhao was at your age, he could run horses alone. The Emperor was very happy at that time."

But at that time he was riding a big horse, not a miniature pony like this.

Yuan Yuan arrived at the destination successfully and patted the non-existent ashes on his body proudly: "Yeah, yeah, uncle Liu Lang is just like me!!!"

Feng Deyi laughed.

He patted the little red horse and found that it was indeed docile, and nodded: "You, Aye, are also very attentive. This horse has pure blood, is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and has a good-looking appearance. It is very suitable for a young lady to ride."

Yuan Yuan also touched the colt happily and said, "I like Xiao Hong so much. No other horse can compare with her."

Feng Deyi laughed loudly, holding the little boy's hand and walking inside.

Mrs. Feng was nearly ten years older than Mrs. Ye. She spoke to Mrs. Ye cordially: "You don't know how grateful our family is to Princess Yongchang. If it hadn't been for her insistence, under the circumstances at that time, my family, Alang, would have had no choice but to... …”

"The Feng family seems to be full of honor and favor, but if Alang is gone, the children will not be able to help, and slowly, the family will fall into decline."

"But if Alang is alive, even if he retires, the Feng family will still be the residence of the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty."

Among Feng Deyi's sons, Feng Yandao is the one who holds the dukedom of the country. He is only 11 years old now, so he is still very young.

Mrs. Ye patted her hand and was a little touched: "Madam, don't be sad, it's all over now. My eldest son said that Mr. Feng's body should be well taken care of and don't be too tired. He will be better than before. .”

Mrs. Feng laughed out loud: "My Alang is not allowed to accept your family's return gifts, but I accept them all at my own discretion. In the future, our two families will move around as relatives. Don't let us become strangers."

Mrs. Ye smiled and nodded.

Although Feng Deyi is not in the court, he comes from an aristocratic family. His father and ancestors were all high-ranking officials in the previous dynasty. His mother's family is the Fan Yanglu family, and his wife's family is the Hongnong Yang family. In the future, the children of the Feng family will also be Princess Shang.

It can be said that as long as Feng Deyi is alive, these aristocratic families will be inseparable from the Feng family.

No one dares to underestimate the Feng family.

Yuan Yuan held Feng Deyi's hand and walked for a while, but couldn't stay still and jumped up and down when going up the steps.

The old man looked on with a smile and said nothing.

If it were my own child, I would have scolded him a long time ago.