National teacher, your man ran away

Su Nianbai has already started to vomit blood, mouthfuls of dark blood, overflowing from between his beautiful lips, all the servants serving in the inner hall have been replaced by the secret guards of the Su family, no one knows that the master of the state is seriously ill, The military officials only know that there is another natural disaster coming recently, and the Master of the State Teacher is retreating to pray for blessings. Everyone believes that this time they will surely pass through safely under the protection of the Master of the State Teacher. The entire imperial city is still singing and dancing Shengping.

No one knows that half a month ago, Su Nianbai was alone and led the Anbu of the Su family to successfully intercept the invasion of the Siren Clan in the East China Sea. There was a torrential rain on the beach for three days and three nights. After the rain, the sky cleared and the East China Sea was peaceful. The national teacher who forcibly devoured the sea monster's cultivation was seriously injured and was sent back to the palace overnight by the Anbu of the Su family.

Replacing attendants, closing the palace, announcing blessings, the familiar process, this time it seemed a little flustered.

The secret guards who have been with Su Nianbai for a long time have experienced such incidents several times, but, never once, their master was so seriously injured that he fell into a coma before leaving the area of ​​the East China Sea. Master Guoshi forcibly devoured the cultivation base of the remnants of the Kraken before he fell into a coma. Otherwise, once the Kraken counterattacked, there would be nothing but death waiting for them.

At that time, sea monsters will be raging, the people will live in dire straits, and the people will be displaced. The entire Yuan Dynasty will also be caught in endless flames of war, and there will be no peace to speak of!

However, now that the flames of war have temporarily subsided, the Master Guo Shi who guarded the people of the Great Yuan Dynasty fell into a coma completely.

It is said that children who lose their loved ones will mature in an instant. After the National Teacher fell, no one thought that the little emperor Bai Fenglin, who had always been ignorant and immature, unexpectedly became stronger. The general who guarded the palace was summoned, only to say that the master of the state was going to retreat and pray for blessings, and the palace immediately entered a state of martial law.

To the outside world, Bai Fenglin personally presided over the grand court meeting, still with the usual distressed expression of being kicked out to deal with the court meeting when he wanted to be lazy. Please, don't hand over too many papers, some small matters can also be handled by the Zhengshitang, so as not to delay the sleep of the underage cubs... Manchu Wenwu smiled knowingly, knowing that what their majesty hates the most is reviewing memorials. He readily agreed, compared to the strict requirements of the national teacher, in fact, the civil and military officials prefer Bai Fenglin, the little emperor, because the loose requirements are easy to fool.

No one expected that they would be fooled by the superb acting little emperor.

Bai Fenglin was calm on the surface, but in fact he panicked more than anyone else in his heart. Ever since his parents passed away, the relative he relied on the most was his little uncle. Now that his little uncle has also collapsed, Bai Fenglin felt that his sky had collapsed!

The calmness and maturity that he had pretended collapsed the moment he saw his uncle Su Mengquan.

To appease the little fox who was crying and almost fainted, Su Mengquan hugged the little hairy dumpling with a heavy complexion, and went to the side hall with Hu Qingyang.

The Anbu of the Su family knew the two elders of the Su family. Seeing the two elders coming together with His Majesty, they immediately led the way in front of them. After passing through many guards, they soon arrived at the inner hall. A strong smell of blood came over their faces, and Hu Qingyang's eyes turned red instantly.

"Nianbai..."

Su Mengquan hugged the little fox, did not speak, just quietly looked at his son lying on the bed, who seemed to have died, his only son!

How happy I was when I gave birth to Nianbai, how painful it was in the years after that, Su Mengquan asked himself countless times, if he had listened to the advice of the great witch and abolished Nianbai's inner alchemy, let him be a worry-free Will the carefree, forever incapable fox ever be better off than he is now?

At the very least, they don't have to bear such heart-pounding pain again and again, and Nian Bai doesn't have to bear the safety of the world's people by himself. How can ordinary people bear such a heavy burden?

It wasn't until they lived in Yaojia Village, saw with their own eyes the scene of the people living and working in peace after the border was peaceful, and heard the people's deep admiration for the Master, that they suddenly realized: In this world, where is the quiet time?It's just that someone is carrying the burden for them!

He is proud of having such a son, but he is also heartbroken for Nian Bai's dedication.Nian Bai looked indifferent to them, but only he knew how much his son cared about his relatives, and because he cared, he would deliberately alienate him, thinking in his heart, in this case, when he left, he would Relatives, shouldn't be too sad, right?

Seeing her husband pounce on his son with tears streaming down his face, Su Mengquan gritted his teeth, now is not the time to cry, the most difficult hurdle has not yet begun...

"Uncle, go kiss me for me!" Bai Fenglin woke up from his uncle's arms, saw his face that was holding back his grief, and suddenly felt sad again. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but say, " Before my little uncle went to Donghai, he once told me that Wu Kuan, the son of Prime Minister Wu, could be the husband of the emperor."

"You, have you decided?" Su Mengquan looked at the little fox in his arms, it was still a cub the size of a palm, and it was about to get married.However, if you were born in the royal family, who cares whether you are a cub or not?

"Yes! If you want to be in charge, you have to get married. I also think that the prime minister's son is the most suitable!" Bai Fenglin couldn't care less about it anymore. His little uncle almost lost his life in order to keep the Yuan Dynasty. His little effort was nothing. What?

The big deal is, after reaching adulthood, if that person is unwilling, he will give him a title and send him out of the palace.

But now, he really needs the support from the civil servants headed by the prime minister. Marriage is the fastest and most direct way to win over.

"Okay! Ah Feng has grown up, uncle is really happy for your parents!" Su Mengquan lowered his head with red eyes, kissed the little fox's fluffy head, put him in Hu Qingyang's arms, turned and strode away out.

No one knows the relationship between Black Bamboo Villa and the royal family. However, as the father of the Grand Master and the richest man in the Yuan Dynasty, Su Mengquan has enough weight to speak about this marriage for His Majesty.

The new emperor is going to choose a husband!

With this explosive big news, no one cared about the matter of the national teacher retreating to pray for blessings or something. Anyway, their national teacher always retreats several times a year, but the new emperor chooses a husband, Moreover, she is also the original concubine of the emperor, this is a prosperous age that only happens once in a dynasty!

Knowing that Su Mengquan, on behalf of the National Teacher's Mansion and His Majesty, had invited the royal family members to go straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty immediately showed a "really so" expression.

Well, the prime minister, Wu Jue, is the number one civil servant under the national teacher. He is loyal and upright, and has the blood of the Wu clan. His only son, Wu Kuan, is also a good-looking talent. Now that the dust has settled, except for some who are secretly regretting, most people are happily preparing for the new emperor's wedding gift.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner. The entire imperial city has become more lively than the New Year because of the big event of the new emperor's selection of a husband. The first batch of dignitaries will appear soon, and then there will be amnesty for the world, the establishment of Enke, etc., which can be said to be a grand event for the whole country to celebrate.

In the early morning, at the north gate of the imperial city, a carriage with the warrant of the National Teacher’s Office slowly left the city. The soldiers guarding the city stood aside respectfully and watched the convoy leave the city. It is said that this is the convoy of Mozhu Villa preparing to return home to prepare the new emperor’s congratulatory gift. , who dares to stop?

In the carriage, Su Lichun silently guarded the unconscious Master Guoshi. In order to prepare for the new emperor's wedding, the two elders of the Su family stayed in the palace for the time being, and they could only leave after they got engaged.During this period, they, the Anbu of the Su family, will protect the safety of the national teacher at all costs!

Because they wanted to avoid people's eyes and ears, the Anbu of the Su family chose remote paths all the way, and the carriage was just to cover them out. After leaving the imperial city, they changed to fast horses and drove all the way to a secret place where the Su family crossed the catastrophe. go.

Su Nianbai felt that he might really be doomed this time, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and his internal organs were about to be burned to ashes. At this moment, he vaguely smelled a strange fragrance in the air, like leaves, It's like some kind of spice...

It shouldn't be, he remembered, when he passed out, it was still a winter day when dripping water turned into ice, how could there be the fragrance of leaves?

"Thirteen, over there! There is a big clump over there! Oh, be careful!" In the quiet woods, there was a familiar shout suddenly.

Su Lichun's eyes lit up!

Yao Yixin heard that a lot of Chinese toon trees grew in a valley near here, because I haven't eaten fresh vegetables for a long time, and Chinese toon, it would be useless not to eat Chinese toon in spring!

So, before Zhuangzishang and the workshop were busy, Yao Yixin and Bai Shisan drove the carriage together for two full days before they found this mountain depression. When they got closer, there were indeed many toon trees!

It’s just that these toon trees are too tall, each of them is more than three meters long. Think about it, no one in this time and space specially planted toon trees. There can be such a wild one, and it seems that because of the warm climate in the mountain depression, it’s better than others. The place is still sprouting early, it is simply a precious ingredient bestowed by God!

The Chinese toon heads that have just emerged from the sprouts are chopped in water, and then two eggs are beaten in, stirred evenly, and seasoned with a little salt. When the liquid is bubbling, turn off the heat, cover and simmer for a while, and you will have a bowl of fragrant toon sprouts stewed eggs.

The Chinese toon head that just germinated in early spring is the most suitable for making stewed eggs, because it is too tender, and it is easy to rot when fried. Instead, the method of stewing eggs is the easiest way to preserve the freshness of the Chinese toon head. Take a bite, and the eggs are tender and smooth , the toon is soft and tender, it is simply the best delicacy in spring!

Smelling the unique aroma of toon buds in the mountain depression, and thinking of her favorite stewed eggs with toon buds, Yao Yixin swallowed, turned her head, and looked expectantly at Mr. Bai, who was "excellent in lightness".

Bai Shisan: "..." There is such a master at the stall who has traveled hundreds of miles just to get a bite to eat, what can he do?

He is also very desperate!

Manager Bai rolled up his sleeves with a look of lovelessness, picked up the hem of his clothes and stuffed them into his belt, and began to climb the tree!