Murong Yu ignored him, turned over the manuscript under his hand, and then said, "When will the War King return to the capital?"
"The fighting at the border has stopped." Yun Ziheng looked serious, "But we won't be able to come back in a short time. We may have to wait until the Chinese New Year."
If Ming Wuyou wants to return to the Zhanwang Palace, he must do so in a glorious manner.
We must wait for the war king to come back to preside over ancestor worship and recognize our ancestors and return to our clan.
Yun Ziheng added: "She likes to live outside, so let her do it now."
"Why." Murong Yu glanced at him indifferently, "She doesn't want to live in Prince Zhan's Mansion in the future, no?"
"..."
Yun Ziheng was silent and was about to speak when suddenly the eunuch sang from outside: "The Queen Mother is here, the Emperor is here!"
The Queen Mother was wearing a black phoenix robe with gold trim, and she walked into the Qinzheng Hall holding seven-year-old Yuan Hao by the hand.
Yuan Hao stood beside the Queen Mother in a polite manner, took today's homework for Murong Yu to check, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, I did my homework very seriously today, won't you praise me?"
Murong Yu glanced at him lightly and saw that the little clever ghost's eyes were filled with prayers.
He turned a blind eye and said calmly: "Do your homework well, isn't this what the emperor should do?"
"Uncle Emperor!" Yuan Hao whispered and begged: "I am only seven years old, I am still a child, and you don't reward me, I have no motivation to work hard on my homework!"
He has been locked up in the palace since he came back. He has to do homework and learn etiquette every day, and he also has to help his mother wake up from dawn to dusk!
There is no end, he is going crazy!
He wants to go out for fun!
He still misses his aunt and wants to visit her!
"Look at how anxious your child is." The graceful Queen Mother said lightly, turning her eyes to Murong Yu, and said warmly: "He has worked hard enough these days, why don't you take him back to your house to stay for two days and give it to him?
Let the air flow."
Yuan Hao said with great joy: "Mother, you are so kind!"
After leaving the Qinzheng Hall, a shrewd maid approached the Queen Mother and said, "The Queen Mother, when the emperor leaves the palace, he must go to the merchant girl. How can you take the initiative to let him go out with the regent?"
"Now the regent's heart is all about that woman. What if the emperor also-"
"If the Aijia didn't let him go, his heart would have already flown out."
The Queen Mother smiled faintly and said: "I have stayed in the rich and noble nest for a long time, and I am used to seeing the graceful and luxurious peonies, the national color, and the wild flowers and grass outside are all fragrant."
"The more you stop him, the more he will dwell on it. If you let him go, he will understand what is best as time goes by."
She is just Ming Wuyou. Even if she has the status of the daughter of the War King, she is still a country woman in her eyes.
Why should we be afraid of country women?
…
Things at the shop were quickly settled. Ming Wuyou returned to his new house, stayed with his grandfather for a while, and then took Caiyue to Xingwu Street.
"It is said that the martial arts street is full of martial arts schools and escort agencies. Manager Shen has already bowed down and invited all the neighbors to have a drink. The relationship has been maintained well." Caiyue said with a smile: "Good job, Manager Shen.
Will take care of things."
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded lightly: "He has rich experience in the world, why can't he handle such a trivial matter?"
After a slight miscalculation, Shen Qingci seems to have been with me for almost nine years. He is now twenty-four years old, right?
Ming Wuyou gently fanned himself with his hand, looking at the busy traffic outside, his mind wandering.
Caiyue said something else, but she didn't listen too much.
Now the escort agency has a new name, called Da Feng Tang.
Ming Wuyou came at the right time and was welcomed in by Shen Qingci himself.
Shen Qingci's resolute face showed obvious joy: "I thought the eldest lady wouldn't have time to come over today."
"You handed over the post. Why didn't I come after I saw it?" Ming Wuyou smiled slightly and sat in the center of the Juyi Hall in the hall. "Everyone, please take a seat."
Today is the day of listing, the escorts gathered together, it was very lively.
Ming Wuyou chatted with everyone about old times, the banquet was laid out in the yard, and he joined everyone in the banquet.
The escorts at the escort agency were in high spirits, and soon they began to punch each other and drink wine, and mingled with each other.
Over the years, if Ming Wuyou hadn't set up an escort agency to give them a way to make a living, some of them might have become bandits on the run, and some might have died in a foreign country without knowing when.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Ming Wuyou is their reborn parent.
The escorts toasted to Ming Wuyou one by one.
They are all heroic men, and they also care about Ming Wuyou, a young girl.
They brought big bowls and small cups for Ming Wuyou.
They did it first as a courtesy, and Ming Wuyou could just take a sip. If Ming Wuyou took too much, they would try to persuade him: "Miss, take less sip, drinking is harmful to your health."
Ming Wuyou laughed and said: "You drank so much, why didn't you say it was harmful to your health? You came to stop me when I took a small sip. Are you afraid that you want me to drink less and leave more for you?"
The crowd roared with laughter.
Ming Wuyou's drinking capacity was pretty good. He was toasted in a circle and sat on the main seat without changing his expression.
The escorts were already drunk and staggering around.
"Miss." Shen Qingci stepped forward, "Shall I send you to the pavilion in front to rest for a while?"
A drunk man is bound to say naughty things, and Shen Qingci doesn't want Ming Wuyou to hear those.
Ming Wuyou nodded, stood up and walked forward.
The night was dark and it started to rain lightly. Shen Qingci took a dim yellow oil-paper umbrella and placed it on Ming Wuyou's head.
Ming Wuyou talked about some matters about the escort agency while walking, and then arrived at the Bajiao Pavilion.
"Mr. Shen." Ming Wuyou shook his fan lightly and asked with a smile, "Are you twenty-four or twenty-five this year?"
"Miss Hui, this subordinate was born in March and is twenty-four and a half years old this year."
"Hmm..." Ming Wuyou nodded, "It seems that I remembered correctly. Many men from the Qian Kingdom started marrying at the age of fifteen, and some even got married at the age of twelve."
"Mr. Shen is twenty-four years old this year... To say the least, I was too careless. In these years, I only focused on letting Mr. Shen run around for the escort agency and the shipyard. I actually forgot to care about Mr. Shen's life-long events."
Shen Qingci suddenly raised his eyes, staring at Ming Wuyou's beautiful face with a pair of deep eyes.
Ming Wuyou added: "Now that we have arrived in the capital, the bodyguards under Mr. Shen can now take care of themselves. Mr. Shen can also devote some time to thinking about getting married."
"If you have a girl you like, or what kind of girl you like, you can tell me. I'll keep an eye out for Manager Shen."
"Miss!" Shen Qingci's face was slightly stiff, his lips opened and closed several times, then his knees suddenly softened, and he knelt down in front of Ming Wuyou with a thud, "This subordinate is not allowed to get married."
"Staying with the eldest lady and protecting her safety is my only wish in this life!"
"..."
Ming Wuyou was silent for a moment, then stepped forward to hold Shen Qingci's arm: "Come on, get up first."
He knelt still.
Ming Wuyou's tone was low: "Get up!"
Shen Qingci froze, not daring to continue kneeling, and stood up neatly. This chapter has been completed!