Yan Shangao looked at Jiang Xiaobai's back and stared blankly. This flattery was so fresh and refined and creative that he couldn't help but feel excited, but why can't he see a smile on the face of the Marquis's face? But it doesn't matter. As long as the Marquis lives in the Marquis' Mansion, there are opportunities. Today may be too hasty, and the flattery was not round enough, and there are some improvements. You have to think carefully when you go back and you must please the Marquis. As long as the Marquis is happy, promotion and wealth are just around the corner?

There was such a big noise outside, and the old housekeeper had already received the news and ran out hurriedly. As soon as he arrived at the door, Jiang Xiaobai and his group had already dismounted at the door.

Jiang Xiaobai originally thought that he hadn't seen each other for a few years, and the old housekeeper must have been so old that he was ill that he was even lying in bed, so he waited for them to come back and explain his last words. Unexpectedly, the old housekeeper was in good spirits and rosy face, and was very optimistic that he would get younger and younger as he lived.

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai and Fengyan, the old housekeeper burst into tears and said, "Young Master, Yan'er, it's really you. I thought the servants were lying to me, but I didn't expect that I could see you alive. Master has a spirit in heaven!"

Feng Yan's eyes suddenly became wet and he said, "Dad, Feng Yan is unfilial, and has made you wait for a long time."

The old housekeeper took him into his arms and said, "Dad knows that you and the young master are doing big things outside. Dad doesn't blame you. Just come back as long as you come back!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Uncle Feng, thank you for your hard work in the past few years."

The old butler let go of the wind, grabbed Jiang Xiaobai's hand, stroked it carefully, and said, "Young Master, I am staying in the Marquis' Mansion with no worries about food and clothing, and enjoying my old age. What's the hard work? The young master is outside, working hard all day long. The city lord Yan came to tell me two days ago, I knew that it was hard work for the young master to be outside, sleeping in the wind and eating in the open, traveling a long distance, and living a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife. I just regret that I have no ability, otherwise I could accompany the young master to go out and serve the young master!"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Uncle Feng can manage the Hou's Mansion in an orderly manner, then he is a capable person!"

Mrs. Yu looked at a plaque hanging on the lintel with four large gilded characters "Qingliang Marquis Mansion" written on it, shining brightly, and felt a dazed in her heart. Unexpectedly, a bandit, she would have the opportunity to live in the Qingliang Marquis Mansion of the Zhongxia Empire in this life. It was like being in a dream. Although she was beautiful in her heart, she didn't dare to laugh, for fear of waking up from the dream laugh.

This plaque was originally taken off by Jiang Xiaobai and wrapped it in red cloth in front of his ancestors. He thought that one day he would hang it, but Yan Shangao loved to flatter him. He received the imperial edict a few days ago and knew that the title of Qingliang Marquis had been restored, so he came to the old housekeeper and discussed hanging the plaque. The old housekeeper knew Jiang Xiaobai's thoughts, and originally planned to wait for Jiang Xiaobai to come back and hang it on himself, but he could not withstand the soft and flattering of the flattery. He said that the marquis would return with honor. If he saw that the lintel was empty, it would be like an ordinary people's house, his face would be dull and he would be unhappy.

The old butler thought it made sense. Anyway, it was a good thing. If he put it on, he would have face and no longer insisted. Yan Shangao was very happy. He carried the ladder and hung the plaque with his own hands. He felt happy, and he almost put four big words on the side on the title: "Yan Shangao Hang".

At this time, many people were surrounded by the gate of the marquis' mansion, and it was inconvenient to speak, so a few people entered the mansion.

As he was walking, a woman came towards him, in her twenties, looking handsome. When she walked, her willow waist was swaying. When she saw the old housekeeper, she bowed her waist but didn't say anything.

The old housekeeper pulled the rumors to the woman and said, "Come on, Yan'er, let me introduce you..."

Feng Yan looked up and down at the woman and said in a daze: "Dad, I introduced it to me? Is this too hasty?"

The old butler glared at him and said, "Fuck, this is your mother!"

This sentence almost shocked everyone's eyes.

Feng Yan looked at the woman, then looked at his father again, and after a long time he came back to the taste, he said, "Dad, the ginger is still spicy, are you okay, is it still effective?"

The old housekeeper wanted to scold him, but when he saw so many people looking at him, he blushed like a monster, and said, "I am alone and lonely. You are not around, and there are no ones to talk to, so I find someone to talk to me!"

Feng Yan raised his thumb and said, "I am worthy of being my father, I will accept you."

The old butler said: "Are you unhappy?"

Feng Yan said: "What's wrong with me? I can't even envy my father's sword before he grows old! Is there a secret recipe from my family? Dad, you have hidden it privately? If you have the chance, I'll secretly give it to me."

The old butler said: "Get out!"

The woman then spoke, "My son is so old, which makes me very happy!"

Feng Yan felt his scalp numb and said anxiously: "Didede, girl, I don't care about you and my father, but you can't call me son, I'm not used to it!"

Jiang Xiaobai patted his shoulder and said, "I'll get used to it slowly!" After that, he laughed.

Wang Qinghu also laughed while holding the dog, and even went forward to salute the woman, saying, "Hello Aunt!"

Feng Yan's eyes were all white eyes and a black look on his face.

When the group arrived at the hall, the old housekeeper began to arrange rooms for them and hold banquets. She was busy. Mrs. Yu and Yuqing were bored while sitting, Feng Yan's mother volunteered to lead them to the Hou's Mansion.

The Qingliang Hou Mansion covers an area of ​​100 acres, with pavilions, towers and twilight corridors. Mrs. Yu was amazed. She thought that she would live here in the future, and she couldn't help but feel excited.

At noon the next day, Jiang Xiaobai went to Chang Chuchu's grandmother's house alone, not far from the Hou's Mansion, and it was only a breath of incense on foot.

Although it is the princess's mother-in-law's house, it is still low-key. The small courtyard is no different from the ordinary people's house. The gate of the yard is closed, but Jiang Xiaobai still knocks on the door. After a while, the sound of fine footsteps sounded inside the door. The door creaked open, and a familiar face appeared in front of Jiang Xiaobai, but it was not Chang Chuchu, but Fu Lingyue.

Fu Lingyue is a mortal after all. After a few years, she has had wind and frost on her face, but her figure is still full and charming. When she saw Jiang Xiaobai, she was shocked and said happily for a long time: "Little Marquis, why are you here? Guest, please come in quickly and please come in quickly!"

Jiang Xiaobai was also surprised and said, "Why is Madam here?" He said that and walked in.

Fu Lingyue said: "I have been on the road. Han Bing has been sending people to take care of me in recent years, and only sent someone to take me over a few days ago."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled: "It's so good!"

The yard was not very good. Chang Chuchu's grandmother was lying in the rocking chair at this time, closing her eyes and basking in the sun. Jiang Xiaobai walked over and leaned over and shouted softly: "Hello grandma!"

Chang Chuchu's grandmother is already very old, her face is full of wrinkles, and she feels that she may be able to go away at any time. Her ears are no longer heard, and she doesn't hear Jiang Xiaobai's voice. She only feels that someone has blocked her sunshine, so she slowly opens her eyes. Qingliang Hou has stole his dog before, but she didn't steal it, and was bitten by the dog. She stayed at his door for a long time and was blackmailed by him. This matter is good. At this time, she can no longer recognize him, opened her teeth-free mouth, smiled, and closed her eyes again.

Chang Chuchu and Han Bing heard the movement in the kitchen and walked out. Chang Chuchu was wearing an apron, holding a rolling pin in her hand, and her face was covered with flour, like a little cat. Han Bing also wore an apron, holding a fire stick in her hand, and had charcoal ash on her face, and like a little cat.

When they saw Jiang Xiaobai, both of them were stunned.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Are you making dumplings?"

Chang Chuchu nodded and smiled, "Brother Jiang, when did you come back? Just come and try my skills."

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Do you have my share?"

Chang Chuchu said: "Of course there is!"

Fu Lingyue walked over and said, "Look at you two, it seems that people all over the world don't know that you are making dumplings. How can flour be costless?"

Chang Chuchu wiped her sleeve on her face, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I haven't gotten home yet, so I'll be fine in the future!" He looked at Jiang Xiaobai again and said, "Brother Jiang, then you can sit in the yard and bask in the sun first. I'll let you know if I'll make dumplings!"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "I've been kidding you. I've eaten it. I'll come to see you. From now on, I'll be neighbors. The couple will go to my house to visit me if they have nothing to do. Yuqing and Langyue are also bored!"

Chang Chuchu smiled and said, "As long as Brother Jiang is not annoying, I will go every day from now on. I miss Yuqing too. I haven't seen her for a long time, so I miss you very much."

Jiang Xiaobai said: "I feel relieved when you see your life is so comfortable! Then you guys are busy, I'll go back first!"

Han Bing didn't say a word from beginning to end, with a expressionless face.

Fu Lingyue said: "The Marquis left as soon as he came? Will he leave if he doesn't sit?"

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "There are opportunities in the future! But Madam, Princess Chang has already worked in the capital. Don't you go to the capital to find him?"

Fu Lingyue's face dimmed, she smiled bitterly, shook her head, and said, "I'm not going. I'm just a mortal. Time is short, and the flowers bloom and fade. It's really a hurry. In the blink of an eye, I'm already old and yellow. My adult is in his prime. For him, I'm just a passerby in his life. No matter how deep the relationship is, I can't live together!" He turned around and pointed at her mother, and said, "Look at my mother, at most twenty years, I've become that way, and the adult is still like that. Do you think I still need to run to him? Instead of boring him, it's better to leave my best years in his memory and have a thought for each other."

Jiang Xiaobai has been growing up among the mortals, and of course he can feel the sorrow in the hearts of mortals, but he is powerless. Instead of supporting each other, it is better to forget each other in the world. He can't help but sigh and said, "Is that lady also going to stay in Qingliang City?"

Fu Lingyue smiled and said, "Anyway, I will go with her wherever my daughter goes. Men will dislike me, and their daughter will never dislike me. I will rely on her."

Chang Chuchu ran over, grabbed her arm, and said, "Mom, my daughter will always be with you."

Fu Lingyue showed relief on her face and nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!