little son-in-law

Rong Xi stretched out his hand to take off his straw hat, and then he fixed his eyes on him, feeling a little emotional in his heart, Xiao Jin was only 17 years old when he left home, and six years had passed in a blink of an eye.

Although he still had some doubts about many things in Shengjing back then, he knew that he must have suffered a lot, but what was the reason why Xiaojin didn't leave at the appointed time?Or even end up in jail?That made him finally have to ask someone to bring that scattered soul to him?

Originally, I had to figure it out this time. Xuanxuan's six-year filial piety had passed, and it was time to settle accounts with others. His only child, Rongxi, dared to bully her, but seeing Xiaojin now, Do you want to let it go?In fact, he understood that Xiaojin wanted to hide some things from him, but he just didn't want him to interfere. No matter what, Xiaojin is safe now, and Yeyi and the others reported that she was married and had children.

Rong Xi stroked his clear eyebrows and eyes with his fingers, wiped away the sweat that was about to drip from his forehead, and then joked: "My little Jin son has become a real farmer, and the father almost didn't recognize him. gone."

Mo Nanjin looked down at his old clothes, trouser legs rolled up, and straw sandals on his feet. He smiled lightly and said, "It's time for the father to rush, and now everyone is dressed like this for the autumn harvest. Good clothes are ruined. Dressed like my father, people in the town can tell at a glance that they are not here to work in the fields."

When Rong Xi heard this, he raised his eyebrows.

The two smiled at each other.

Seeing that their conversation stopped for a while, Xiao Mo stepped forward to salute and called out: "Xiao Mo has seen the prince."

Rong Xi waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to be too polite, and said with a smile: "This is not the palace, where are there so many rules? Is this the little one from Fuqi's family? He has grown into a young man."

Xiao Mo thought to himself, no one would suspect that the prince and the young master are really his own father and son. This habit of joking people really cannot be changed. When the grandfather sent him to the Prince Rong's mansion in Linyang for the first time, the prince said that he was a little boy. I still remember it now.

Mo Nanjin patted Xiao Mo on the shoulder with a smile, and said to Rong Xi: "Father, don't make fun of him, you haven't been to my current home yet, you must be tired after driving all the way here , let's go home now."

"En." Rong Xi also nodded with a smile, patted Xiao Mo on the other shoulder and said: "These follow Xiao Jin, thank you for your hard work, it's hard to be a child."

Xiao Mo's eyes turned red, he rubbed his nose again and said with a smile: "It's not hard, my lord, we have had a good time with the young master these years, right, young master?" Xiao Mo winked at the young master, he knew, some The young master didn't want the prince to know about the matter, so he followed the young master's wishes.

Mo Nanjin was amused by him, and said, "You're a ghost."

"Are the crops in this field all right?" Rong Xi asked as he saw that there were still some confiscated.

"It doesn't matter, Ming Ting has found a helper today, and they packed up this land in two days." Mo Nanjin replied.

"The child from General Shao's family?"

"kindness."

"Xiao Mo, go and tell Da Zhuang not to do it today, let him go back early."

Xiao Mo agreed, and went back into the corn field.

Big and small Maotou stopped jumping and screaming at Little Putao.

Mo Nanjin yelled, and they rushed out of the cornfield quickly, and ran to the front to lead the way, while Xiao Putao walked leisurely behind them.

Mo Nanjin didn't ask him how he found it. When he fled the capital at first, he was afraid of being watched by others, so he didn't contact Yeyi and the others. They didn't get in touch again until they settled down in Nanshan. The guards would come back every few months. Pretending to be a street peddler, he came here a few times, but he didn't come too often, as long as he made sure everyone was safe, and occasionally he would bring news of his father. The place where Niang grew up and was buried there after her death.

Since Ye Yi could bring news about his father, he must also bring news about him.

It's just that people have not seen each other for six years.

"This town looks quite peaceful." Walking along the way, the trees are shady and the streets are flat. Although the town is remote, most of the people in the town look peaceful, which shows that life is not bad.

"Mm, father." Mo Nanjin replied to the person not far away who said hello, then nodded, and continued: "Most of the families in the town are self-sufficient, and their lives are quite stable. "

"I came all the way from the south. Except for the counties and counties where the water flooded this summer, the people of Daning are living a good life. It seems that he did not choose the wrong person. Nangong Jingshen is indeed a character. By the way , I heard that you lived in Prince Yu's Mansion for a while back then, have you met Nangong Jingshen?"

"Father..." Mo Nanjin was a little embarrassed for a while, and really didn't know how to explain that he not only knew each other, but also had two children between them, and the children were born by him.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Rong Xi became suspicious.

Mo Nanjin looked up at him, the person in front of him loved him the most in the world, but he still couldn't speak.

"Well, father, I'd better call you father." Mo Nanjin changed the subject when the words came to his lips.

"Alright." Not everyone can shout father, although they are used to it, but now it is not the past, and it is troublesome to be heard by others.

"Father, the house under the sycamore tree in front is our home." But how long can we hide it.

When the two walked to the door, Yuyang and Mingyue were sitting under the tree peeling corn.There was a small table at the door, and the three little guys were sitting together head to head, chatting for some reason.

Yuyang saw the two people coming first, got up and greeted them, and said: "Master, why did you suddenly come back now?"

Rong Xi glanced at her with scrutiny. This should be his daughter-in-law. It seems that she came from a well-educated family, and she is worthy of their little Jin.

He and Yuyang are a couple in name only, they only have brother-sister friendship, neither of them has ever mentioned their past, but now they suddenly tell Yuyang that this is his father, I don't know if Yuyang will be frightened.

But he could only smile lightly and said, "Yuyang, this is my father."

Yuyang was obviously taken aback, and cast doubtful eyes on him.

Mo Nanjin nodded firmly.

Yuyang had already seen that the two looked alike, but he never expected that it was Mo Nanjin's father. There were vicissitudes of life between his brows, but he didn't look old. He was about [-] years old. When the two walk together, it is hard to think that they are father and son.

Yuyang doesn't know how much this person knows about their relationship, but since Mo Nanjin nodded, he bowed obediently and said, "Daughter-in-law Yuyang has met Dad."

Rong Xi nodded and said with a smile, "Excuse me."

"Daddy, are you back?" The three little guys rushed over.

"This is my little grandson and little granddaughter, right?" Rong Xi smiled and played with his lower body, looking at each of them carefully. These are Xiao Jin's children.

"Jing Zhi, Xing Zhi, Yun Zhi, this is Grandpa, call him Grandpa." In fact, Mo Nanjin felt so awkward that he was dying. His father was already in his forties, and he looked young. It's awkward, but there's nothing you can do about your seniority.

"Uncle is grandpa?" Xingzhi scratched his head and asked.

"Uncle what, this is daddy's daddy, your own grandfather." Mo Nanjin couldn't help laughing.

Only then did the three little guys call "Grandpa" long and "Grandpa" short.

Rong Xi was obviously very happy, touch this, touch that.Each is so cute, but the two boys look more like Xiaojin.

"What's so happy about it?" Nangong Jingshen went to the kitchen to drink a bowl of water. Before reaching the door, she heard the laughter of a few little guys and couldn't help but smile.

But his smile only lasted until the moment he went out, and it disappeared without a trace, and his heart was shocked: Prince Rong, it turned out to be him, so he really didn't die.

He has been to Linyang, so of course he has met Prince Rong.He was vaguely relieved, but when he thought about the future between him and Xiaojin, he couldn't let out this breath easily.

Rongxi has also discovered him now, and he has also been in a high position for many years. Even if Rongxi doesn't know Nangong Jingshen, he knows that this person's identity must be not simple, but he didn't hear Ye Yi and the others report that Xiaojin's family still has such a character.

The two had their own thoughts and secretly estimated.

Mo Nanjin watched from the sidelines, but for a while, he didn't know what to do.

The little fellows didn't care about this, they took Nangong Jingshen's hand and introduced in a hurry: "Uncle Jing, I am my grandfather."

"Grandpa, he's Uncle Jing."

"..."

"..."

"Okay, dear, Uncle Jing knows." Nangong Jingshen met Rong Xi's thoughtful gaze, feeling a little nervous for a rare moment.

"Okay, let's go home first, let's not do the work in the field today." Mo Nanjin greeted everyone to go home.

A few people were about to enter the door when Ming Ting came out.Seeing Rong Xi, the phrase "Prince" that was about to come out of his mouth was forced back again.

For half the afternoon, Rong Xi and Mo Nanjin were locked in the study, and everyone didn't know what they said.Only Xiao Mo went in to deliver tea a few times, and came out to say that the two reunited after a long absence, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere seemed to be good.

However, Nangong Jingshen obviously did not feel at ease because of these few words. Judging from his appearance today, he knew that Prince Rong obviously didn't know that Jing Zhi and Xing Zhi were his and Xiao Jin's children. Regardless of the degree of attention, the matter will never be resolved so easily.

Nangong Jingshen turned countless thoughts, made countless decisions, and vetoed them one by one.With Uncle Huang and Prince Rong, he suddenly felt that even though he was the emperor of Daning, he was powerless to break through.

As the evening approached, the two finally came out.

Yuyang and Mingyue have been busy in the kitchen for a long time, preparing a table of dishes.

Yuyang asked little Mo Rongxi what kind of dishes he liked, but Xiao Mo was young at that time, and he was not a personal servant, so he didn't know very well. He only said that the master and the young master used to eat together, and the taste was estimated to be similar of.Yuyang ordered according to Mo Nanjin's favorite dishes.

Rong Xi tasted a few mouthfuls and praised Yuyang's craftsmanship.After a meal, it was already dark.

When tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, one didn't pay attention, Yun Zhi knocked over a dish, spilling the sauce all over.Fortunately, it was already cold and not hot, so Yuyang and Mingyue took her to the back to change clothes and wash.

Xiao Mo and Ming Ting had cleaned the guest room a long time ago, and replaced Yishuier's brand new bedding.

"Daddy, go take a bath later, go to bed early." Mo Nanjin said.

After Rong Xi finished listening, he suddenly glanced at Nangong Jingshen, and asked, "Have you asked this young master's name yet?"

Nangong Jing's heart tightened, knowing that sooner or later it would come, and it was useless to hide it.About to blurt out.

"Father, I'm too tired today, you should rest first. Let's talk about tomorrow if you have anything to do." He and Nangong Jingshen also set up a routine first.

"Oh?" Rong Xi's voice rose, but without a hint of a smile, he pointed to Gui Gong Jingshen, and said, "Then where does this young master live tonight?"

This house is such a big place.Excluding the study room, he knew exactly how many rooms were left.

"There's a room in the back." Mo Nanjin said boldly.

"You husband and wife share the bed with three children?" Obviously impossible.

"Grandpa, Uncle Jing is sleeping with us." Jing Zhi tugged at his sleeve and said.

"My dear Jingzhi, tell Grandpa, does Uncle Jing sleep with you two little guys?"

"Jingzhi."

"Xiao Jin." Rong Xi raised his head and glanced at him casually.

"Well, I'm with my younger brother, and my father is with Uncle Jing..." Jing Zhi's voice became lower and lower under Mo Nanjin's gaze, and he looked timidly at his father with an ugly face, and his voice was finally inaudible.

Mo Nanjin hugged him, and said softly: "It's okay, Dad is not Ji Jingzhi, Jing Zhi is obedient."

"En." Jing Zhi blinked his eyes and smiled again.

"Name." Rong Xi asked directly without even being polite.

"Nangong is quiet."

"What..." As soon as Xiao Mo made a sound, Ming Ting tightly covered his mouth and pulled him out. "No no no..."

Ming Ting didn't let him go until he was in the courtyard.

Xiao Mo took a few breaths before saying: "Brother Ming, you want to suffocate me to death. Why does Mr. Jing have the same name as the current emperor? This is a taboo thing to lose your head..."

"It's him."

Xiao Mo was still thinking about it, when he heard this sentence suddenly, he came to his senses after a while, pointed in the direction of the main room, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Ming, you mean that Mr. Jing who has been in our house all the time is Your Majesty?"

Mingting nodded.

Xiao Mo gasped, although he guessed that Mr. Jing was from a high family background, he didn't expect it to be so high.

"It really is you." Inside the room, Rong Xi's eyes were indifferent with insight into everything.

As early as Xiaojin deliberately avoided the topic of Nangong Jingshen because he knew there was something abnormal in it. He knew at a glance that this person was of a very high family background. A high family background means that he is close to the imperial power. How many people would use "" "Jing" as the name is a taboo unless he is the emperor himself.

Suddenly thinking of something, Rong Xi's face became even uglier, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little harsh: "Xiao Jin, you and I come into the room."

"Father..." Mo Nanjin became anxious, and the familiar title came out again.

"Prince Rong, don't worry about it, the child belongs to me and Xiaojin." Nangong Jingshen stood up calmly, he knew what Prince Rong wanted to know.

"Do you still dare to admit it?" Rong Xi's eyes were cold, he didn't care if he was the current emperor or not, he would pay the price for bullying his children.

"Since I have done it, I have to admit it." Sooner or later, he will have to face this hurdle.

"Nangong Jingshen, don't talk about it, you take the two little ones to sleep first." If they stayed any longer, the two really started fighting, and the father probably wanted to kill Nangong Jingshen now.

Nangong Jingshen's expression was slightly cold, and she wanted to refuse.

But seeing Mo Nanjin's wink, he also knew that it was indeed not a good time to talk, so he picked up the two guys, greeted them, and left first.Rong Xi naturally ignored him, and the two returned to the guest room.

Rong Xi sat on the bed with a flat expression, and only said one sentence: "Take off your clothes!"