Feng Tianji whispered a few words in Nan Zhaoxue's ear.

Nan Zhaoxue was slightly surprised: "This is OK?"

"Just have the right candidate," Feng Tianji smiled faintly, "Don't worry, you have a good rest, don't be too tired to go to the small pharmacy, I'll go early and come back early."

"good."

Nan Zhaoxue sent Feng Tianji out of the yard and saw Xiao Nian'er looking around not far away.

"Nian'er, come."

Seeing her waved, Nian'er ran over with her short legs.

"Sister Fairy, are you getting better?"

The little guy was wearing a short robe, his little face was flushed, and his big eyes were full of worry.

Biyue said beside Nan Zhaoxue, "Miss I don't know. This little guy went back and forth several times to inquire about your news. He knew that you were resting, so he didn't bother me."

"Is that true?" Nan Zhaoxue smiled warmly and held his little hand, "I'm fine, thank you Nian'er for worrying about it."

The little guy followed her into the yard, his hands in her palm, and his face turned redder: "Sister Fairy, your hands are so warmer, warmer than my mother's."

Nan Zhaoxue lowered her eyes and looked at him: "Do you miss your mother?"

Nian'er blinked, nodded first, and then shook her head hesitantly.

Nan Zhaoxue touched his head: "Nian'er, don't think too much. If you don't think about it, don't think about it. No one will say that you are unfilial. Your adoptive father is your family, and your family may not necessarily be your mother."

Nian'er thought for a while: "I remember."

Nan Zhaoxue sighed in her heart, fortunately, this child is still young and will gradually forget him over time. I hope that Hui Niang’s affairs will not be affected by him all the time.

He ordered someone to give him some snacks. Nan Zhaoxue looked at him as crazy as he looked cute and interesting.

My heart moved slightly and I picked up the strokes and drew a few small paintings.

Seeing her writing and painting, Nian'er ran over hesitantly, standing obediently by the desk, not daring to get too close.

"Come and have a look."

Nian'er then approached and her eyes widened: "Is this me? Hey, why am I like this?"

One big and one small, writing and drawing at the desk, talking and laughing.

Madam Cui listened to the laughter and smiled throughout the whole process. It was really gratifying to think that the prince and the princess finally slept together last night.

It is probably not long before the mansion can add a little master.

Importing children and scattering leaves have always been a happy event.

But for some people, it may not be.

Yao Ningzhi sat in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest. The Minister of Rites was his sect, and preparing to welcome foreign envoys this time was the top priority.

After this incident, the New Year, mid-town banquets, sacrificial ceremonies, etc., all of which are inseparable from the Ministry of Rites.

He must look at it one by one and not make any mistakes. Every Chinese New Year is the time when he is most worried about it.

He only hoped that the prince could ascend the throne as soon as possible, and his granddaughter would become the queen from the crown princess, so he, the cabinet master of the dynasty, could breathe a sigh of relief.

Then you can enjoy a happy life.

While thinking, the carriage suddenly slowed down.

There were bursts of noise not far away.

He looked out with the curtain of the car, and the housekeeper who was walking beside the car immediately said, "Old man, there is a poetry club in front of him, and scholars and students gathering to talk about poetry."

When talking about this, Master Yao was a little unhappy.

He also heard of those two poems about plum blossoms. As the leader of civil servants, his talent was naturally the best, but he asked himself that he could not write such poems.

Now these two poems are spreading at an astonishing speed and are regarded as classics by scholars. Some people say that no one can surpass them in the short term.

It's really outrageous.

The person who wrote this poem was a woman, and the key was to fight the princess. He was more afraid of the King of War than King Yong.

His official sea has been rising and falling for decades, and the two dynasties can naturally see that the King of War is not an ordinary person. King Yong jumped up and down all day long to establish the reputation of the King of Virtuous, but it is far less than the King of War who is silent and cunning.

King Zhan has no bad habits or even shortcomings. The only shortcoming that can be mentioned is the origin of his biological mother.

But what are these? If he can win the world, who dares to mention his biological mother? As long as he is chased and honorable enough, the world will soon forget it.

So, he kept staring at the King of War, and as long as there was a little sign, he had to find a way to exterminate it.

"Change the way," Yao Ge Lao put down the curtain of the car, "A woman's poem is worthy of this, it's simply unaware of the so-called."

When I returned to the mansion, I felt more angry when I thought about it in the study. No, I must think of a way to suppress this matter.

No, it is not just about suppressing it, but about making Princess Zhan’s reputation become terrible. The so-called climbing high and falling heavily.

"Come!" He wrote a list and handed it to the housekeeper, and ordered people to find someone according to the list.

There are too many scholars who want to join him, and there are countless scholars who go his way.

Several of him have a very good cultivation. In the future, even if he is old and withdraws from the court, he will be his people in the court.

The first one to come was a scholar named Li.

After saluting respectfully, he flattered a few words of flattery just in time, and Master Yao gave a hint of his meaning.

Li Shusheng looked angry and nodded and gritted his teeth, "What the Master said is very true, and students also think so. People nowadays are so impetuous and wantonly admire them without knowing the truth. It is really chilling!

How could a woman write such a grand poem? She probably didn't know where to copy it.

Don’t worry, Master Ge, maintaining the purity of poetry is the responsibility of our scholars, and students will surely find out the matter.”

Master Yao was very satisfied with his current affairs.

"Very good. Only when scholars are like you can let me see hope. This is a blessing in the poetry world! Let's go and do it. This cabinet is your backing. That woman is a merchant and is just happy for the war king. She will be suspended sooner or later, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Yes, students will definitely be despised!" Li Shusheng was excited, "Don't worry, Master Ge!"

Master Yao Ge touched his beard: "You must know that this cabinet did not tell others about this matter. The person you are looking for later is just your helper to cooperate with you to advance the matter. Therefore, be sure to keep it confidential and not tell others at will."

Li Shusheng's heart was surging and his blood was thrilling. Master Ge trusted him so much!

He took two steps back and gave a deep gift: "Students thank you for your cultivation. Even if you have a knife and a neck, you will never reveal a word."

“That’s great.”

Shusheng Li took his leave and was about to leave, and he came back after taking a few steps.

Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, Master Yao smiled kindly: "What's wrong, but it's okay to say it."

"Gei Master, the student heard about something, but he didn't know whether to say it or not."

Master Yao nodded: "If you have anything here, please speak as much as possible, just say it."

"Yes," Shusheng Li took a step forward, lowered his voice, and said what he heard with difficulty and trepidation.

Master Yao's heart immediately beated and tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"really?"

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