Salted fish is pregnant with the emperor's cub after wearing a book

Where... where did the child come from!

The morning breath of the farmhouse was particularly fresh. Xu Yanqing went to bed early last night, and when he woke up the next day, he could still see wisps of cooking smoke rising from other houses.

Xu Xianzhi was practicing martial arts in the yard, while Mu Yu and Qi Chen were busy in the kitchen, and he was the last one to get up after looking around.

Strolling around to the kitchen, the cook is cooking, Mu Yu and Qi Chen are helping, one of them has been serving the gentleman by his side since childhood, and the other was raised by the family's pampering, and neither of them has cooked the stove by himself. Curiosity about earthen stoves was on his face.

"Lang Jun is up." Seeing Xu Yanqing at the door, Mu Yu pulled a bench for Xu Yanqing to sit down, then he pulled out a black thing from under the stove, knocked on the floating ash by the wall and put it in a bowl He handed it to Xu Yanqing: "The sweet potatoes that Aunt Li stuffed under the stove when she was cooking are just edible now."

Xu Yanqing had also eaten roasted sweet potatoes in his previous life, but the roasted sweet potatoes he saw were all baked in an oven, this was the first time he had seen such a simple cooking method.

He raised his hand to take the bowl, and then took the chopsticks to peel off the burnt skin of the sweet potato, revealing the sweet and glutinous red flesh inside. The tempting golden honey flowed out slightly from the inside when the fire was just right, and a sweet aroma was tangy come.

Xu Yanqing was aroused by the scent and started to growl in his stomach, took the wooden spoon Mu Yu handed over and ate it neatly.

"What are you stealing in the kitchen?" Xu Xianzhi walked in sweaty, and saw his younger brother sitting obediently in front of the stove, eating deliciously with a bowl in his hand.

Xu Yanqing took a wooden stick and dug it out under the stove, and sure enough, he took out a sweet potato with a burnt skin. He signaled Xu Xianzhi to take it himself with his eyes: "Brother, try it, it tastes very good."

So when the village chief came to look for Xu Xianzhi, he saw a room full of people eating roasted sweet potatoes around the stove, and couldn't help laughing: "How about it, the sweet potatoes grown in our own village are delicious!"

"Yeah, the sweet potatoes grown by Uncle Yuan are soft, glutinous and sweet. When my brother returns to Beijing, I can bring some to my father and mother. My father hasn't come back because of a leg injury for many years. I guess he has been thinking about this for a long time!" Xu Yanqing smiled so much that his eyes were almost crescent-shaped.

Xu Yuan, a thick-skinned farmer, was so happy to see Xiao Langjun's bright eyebrows and eyes: "It's not a valuable thing. After eating at home, Erlang asked you to ask for it from your aunt. You can eat your own, far away." Uncle can't do without your father."

"The nephew would like to thank Uncle Yuan and Auntie." Xu Yanqing likes Xu Yuan's simple temperament the most. Although he usually hates having any human relations with others, it is salty to meet such an enthusiastic man. The fish can't stand it!

Xu Yuan came to call Xu Xianzhi to worship the ancestors, so Xu Xianzhi finished his breakfast and followed Xu Yuan.

After breakfast, Xu Yanqing lay in the courtyard to dry the dried salted fish. Qi Chen seemed to feel that he and Xu Yanqing had formed an alliance of comrades-in-arms, so he unceremoniously brought a bunch of notebooks over.

Now Xu Yanqing was in good spirits, and without sunbathing, he beckoned to Mu Yu, asking him to bring all his "inventory" over.

The two communicated with each other, sitting together and chatting while reading a script.Xu Yanqing felt that the words of those talented scholars and beauties were very boring, so he said with a smile: "The bottom line is for breaking, these literati are still not open enough!"

"It's not that bad!" Qi Chen thought of the pain he had had in searching for books in the bookstore, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "There are so many talented scholars and beauties that make me want to vomit, they are all a group of poor scholars who want to get something for nothing."

Qi Chen didn't mean to look down on students from poor families, the main reason was that in the books about talented scholars and beautiful women, most of the pampered daughters were infatuated with poor scholars who wanted nothing but to read a few dead books. Men in the world are going to die or live, and even break up with their parents who love them, and then decide to elope with the scholar very "infatuatedly".

With all due respect to Qi Chen, he doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand.

Xu Yanqing nodded repeatedly at this, expressing his great agreement: "Although most of the noble girls in Beijing were raised by their families, they are open-minded and open-minded, and the officials are also open-minded and understanding, so these noble girls grew up How could you be fooled by a scholar with just a few sweet words if you only know how to read and write?"

"Hey, it's not as interesting as the story of these generals and widows, Orion and Mr. Xiaolang." Qi Chen smiled awkwardly. Anyway, the words in the book are all false. If you want to stimulate, then make the stimulus more intense. Bar.

"The story about the doctor and the carpenter is also very good. Little Doctor Qi, you are also very discerning!" Xu Yanqing really opened his eyes at this moment, and couldn't help expressing contempt for Mu Yu's ability to search for books.

Mu Yu was wronged, but Mu Yu didn't say anything.

Qi Chen laughed until his stomach ached: "It's not Mu Yu's fault, the main reason is that these books have special channels. When we return to Kyoto, I will take you to find books."

……

The late spring wind, carrying a bit of the sultry heat that is about to enter summer, quietly poured into the palace, blowing the left and right curtains in the palace to flutter back and forth.

Wen Jing walked into the palace steadily, and bowed to Yin Yanjun who was in front of the case: "Officials, the carriages and horses outside are ready."

Yin Yanjun nodded lightly: "Then let's go!"

The emperor's trip should have been extraordinarily grand, but Yin Yanjun's trip this time was to go south to visit the people, so naturally he couldn't make a lot of noise.

Yin Yuancheng followed Yin Yanjun's side. He took off his fine clothes and put on a Taoist robe like Wen Jing. Standing beside Yin Yanjun was like a little Taoist priest serving beside the Taoist priest, but the little Taoist priest was a little older. .

Handing over all matters in Beijing to the cabinet and Prince Huai, Yin Yanjun walked cleanly.

Riding on horseback, a group of them passed by the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion. Yin Yuancheng glanced at the door plaque inadvertently, and said in a low voice: "Recently, the two lords of the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion said that they had returned home to worship their ancestors, and Yuan Shuang was arguing all day long. It's boring, and I don't know when her relationship with Mr. Xu Xiaolang from the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion became so harmonious?"

The elder brother was a little distressed, Yin Yuancheng was afraid that his sister had almost stumbled on Su Hanfeng not long ago, and now she would fall into Xu Yanqing again.However, his younger sister was always willful, so she was not willing to listen to him.

Yin Yanjun's eyes inadvertently skipped the gate of Marquis Wu'an's Mansion, and then lowered his eyes. At that moment, there seemed to be some waves in his eyes. He didn't respond to Yin Yuancheng's whispered complaints, and only shook the rein lightly, letting the horse continue to move forward.

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Xu Yanqing rested in the yard for several days, and the exhaustion from riding in the carriage finally dissipated. Mu Yu has recently become very interested in cooking, besides serving her husband, she is He ran to the kitchen to learn from Aunt Li.

Xu Xianzhi has been busy with ancestor worship for the past few days, and Xu Yanqing had already fallen asleep when he came back every day, but today he came back very early, with a chubby kid behind him.

"This is the child of Uncle Yuan's family. Today is the official ancestor worship. My aunt and cousin are going to cook for the big guys. No one is watching Ah Ning at home." Xu Xianzhi pulled out the little fat boy who was hiding behind him , pushed it in front of Xu Yanqing: "Come on, call little uncle!"

"Little uncle!" The chubby little doll is about four or five years old, and hides behind Xu Xian with some fear, but a pair of big eyes fell on Xu Yanqing's body, obviously very interested in this little uncle .

"Okay, brother go get busy!" Xu Yanqing glanced at the little guy hiding behind Xu Xian and poking his head: "Mu Yu is here, it's not a problem for him to look at a little doll."

Xu Xianzhi was really busy at the moment, so without saying a word, he pushed the child in front of Xu Yanqing, turned around and left.

Xu Yanqing was sitting on a chair, holding a volume of books in his hands, he seemed to be reading a book, but his peripheral vision fell on the fat baby.

At first, the chubby baby was a little restrained, but seeing that Xu Yanqing was only focused on reading and ignored him, he clambered into the chair next to Xu Yanqing.

Originally, that was Qi Chen's position, but Qi Chen went to the mountain to collect herbs on a whim today, so he made room for the fat baby.

In Xu Yanqing's previous life, because of his mother's compulsory control, he was a bit cold-tempered, and he didn't like or dislike children.

Even now, according to his salty fish temperament, he is too lazy to meddle in other things, so as long as the fat baby does not cry or make trouble, he will let the fat baby play by himself.

But at this moment, Fat Baby obviously doesn't want to play games by himself, but instead focuses all his attention on Xu Yanqing, a strange little uncle.

Getting a little annoyed by being stared at by the fat baby, Xu Yanqing suddenly turned his head and said unhappily: "What is the fat baby looking at?"

The fat baby shrugged his nose, a little unhappy: "My name is Aning, not fat baby."

"But you are a fat baby." Xu Yanqing put down the notebook in his hand, raised his hand and poked the child's chubby face.

The little baby quickly raised his hand and poked Xu Yanqing's face: "If Ah Ning is a little fat baby, then my little uncle is a big fat baby." Obviously he has the same fleshy face as the little uncle, and grandma said this It's not fat, it's called being blessed, so the little uncle is also a very blessed person.

"Okay!" Xu Yanqing waved his hands indifferently: "Then why is Aning staring at me all the time, be careful that I'm annoyed by you, so I'll lift you up and beat you up."

A Ning stared at Xu Yanqing's arm with a smile, and said very sincerely: "Little uncle's arms are very thin, so he must not be able to lift A Ning."

Xu Yanqing was a little distressed at how this kid was telling the truth, so he said that he couldn't take care of children, so he called Mu Yu.

Mu Yu, who was making egg pancakes in the kitchen, ran out: "What's wrong, Mr. Lang?"

"Don't study your food for now, just play with this fat baby... Well, play with Ah Ning for a while." Xu Yanqing lazily leaned back in the chair behind him, picked up his notebook and continued to read.

"Where... where did the child come from!" Mu Yu's eyes widened in surprise.

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