Chapter 73

His panic, shock and doubt did not escape Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan's eyes. Therefore, they were more sure that he knew Yan Shengrui. If he really did not know each other, his reaction would never be like this.

"Well, our" biological "children are lovely twin boys. They will be five years old this winter."

Ling Jingxuan seems careless, but he is planning for his son's education step by step. If his guess is right, Chuci father and son are really from that imperial city. No matter how talented he is, he is the most suitable gentleman for xiaobaozi. Of course, he did not think that he would take the opportunity to disadvantage xiaobaozi, after all Yan Shengrui's identity is extraordinary. It's not impossible for others to threaten him with baozi. But judging from his eagerness to get rid of Shengrui and never make friends with others, he and Yan Shengrui should not be enemies. Neither are they enemies. Why did they commit harm?

If Qi Sheng's son is not in charge of the imperial family, it is only for him to learn from the emperor's family that he wants to know about the emperor's life Besides, it is no harm to learn to communicate with those people. He has already said Yan Shengrui's amnesia, and now he emphasizes that the child is their own. Undoubtedly, he is actively throwing olive branches to him. If he is smart, he should know how to choose.

Yan Shengrui is not only the prince and the emperor's brother, but also the only prince who has the title of general in the history of Qing Dynasty. It's hard to flatter him on weekdays. If he wants to get in touch with him and sell his personal feelings to him, it is only now. If their identities are as he guessed, the two royal family members will be reduced Here, there must be some hidden Royal secrets, right? Maybe the royal family is looking for them everywhere. Once found, the result can be imagined. At this time, if you can sell face to Yan Shengrui, who has the right to speak in the royal family and even the imperial court, it will definitely benefit them.

"Is it? It's time for us to be five years old. We're lucky. Tomorrow you bring the children to me. If it's my eye, I'll take them. "

did not expect as like as two peas. He had promised to come down after a moment's silence. Although he had not given a definite answer, he believed that he would take them two times when he saw the same little buns who were basically alike with Yan Sheng Lu.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Chu. I still have a feeling of indifference. If Mr. Chu wants to take my two sons, can you take another one? He's my son's little friend, and he's five years old

When arranging for his son, Ling Jingxuan did not forget iron Wazi. Zhao Hanfu was kind to him, and he naturally wanted to repay them.

"Yes." Two are teaching, and three are also teaching. There is no difference. Chu Ci only cares about the identity of children. He must confirm with his own eyes that they are really Yan Shengrui's blood.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Chu."

Smiling, he clasped hands and bowed to him, and Ling Jingxuan's heart was a piece of stone. When he came back, Ling Jingpeng saw that they seemed to have finished, holding a pile of thick books and came to him at the right time: "elder brother, I have selected the books needed by my second brother. By the way, I also bought a book on agricultural cultivation."

There is a younger brother like Ling Jingpeng who is really happier than anything. He is diligent, capable, hardworking, and obedient. What's more, he has a high self-awareness. Even if there are two dozen more, Ling Jingxuan will accept all his orders.

"Well, let's forget about this book about agricultural cultivation. In the future, we're going to plant land that no one else has ever planted. All the things in this book are useless. Let's buy a set of inkstone, ink and rice paper for Jing Han and his children."

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan picked up the top book and flipped through it. All of them were handwritten copies. It seems that the Qing Dynasty had not invented printing. This is a way to make money, but at present, he has no energy to toss about.

"Well, Mr. Chu, I'll trouble you with the brush, ink, paper and inkstone."

Ling Jingpeng simply turned around and put the book back. At the same time, Chu Ci took out several inkstones that looked good from the shelf behind the counter. He also picked out a number of different sizes of Langhao and ink blocks of square, 10 cm in length. Finally, he took out a stack of yellow paper in white: "inkstone and ink are better to choose, these are good, Xuan." This kind of paper is good. It's enough to practice calligraphy at ordinary times, and the price is relatively moderate. As for children's enlightenment books, let's wait until we see them tomorrow. "

"OK, I'll take four sets of inkstones. The ink and rice paper are also divided into four parts. Please calculate the price for Mr. Chu."

For the sake of his brother and child, he knows that the price is high, but Ling Jingxuan doesn't blink his eyelids, so he has to spend the money.

"The brush, ink, paper and inkstone are six taels of silver, and one or two silver copies of books. You have bought twenty-one copies, a total of 45 Liang." The songs of Chu were matched according to Ling Jingxuan's requirements. Looking at the stacks of things on the counter, Ling Jingxuan was very good. Ling Jingpeng couldn't help smacking his tongue secretly. That would cost an average of 45 Liang, equivalent to several years of chewing by ordinary people. It's really not a common way to burn money for reading. No wonder there are so few people who have passed the examinations.After paying, Ling Jingxuan calls song Geng Niu, who is waiting outside, to take his things to the car. He turns back and makes a symbolic polite remark to Chuci. When he leaves, the husband and his husband take a look at Chuci and exchange a look that only they can understand. Chuci, however, has been standing at the door watching their carriage disappear in the sight, and then turns around with a white and beautiful face Pang exaggerates a little worry, entanglement and bewilderment. What happened today is far beyond his imagination. He never dreamed that he would meet Yan Shengrui under such circumstances.

"Father, he's uncle Huang, isn't he?"

I don't know when, the boy who hid in the backyard came out. The previous shock, panic and fear had disappeared, but there was still a little confusion in his eyes and a faint uncertainty in his voice.

"Well, Yan'er should not be afraid. Shengrui is different from them, and now he has lost his memory. As long as we have determined the identity of the children, we will teach them with our heart, and he will surely repay us in the future."

Sensing that the child pretended to be strong, Chu Ci turned around and hugged him gently. At first, he would choose Cangzhou because it was Yan Shengrui's fiefdom. Before the death of the first emperor, he had left his last message. No army was allowed to set foot here without Yan Shengrui's permission. Otherwise, he would be punished according to the law, including the emperor's imperial forest army and Yan Shengrui Ben People are tough and domineering but do not lose the demeanor of a man, even if he found them, they will not be insulted, did not expect?? Is it another gift that God has given him?

The boy leaning on his arms nodded in a dull voice. Where the songs of Chu didn't see, his dark eyes bloomed with firm and deep light.

Of course, it's impossible for Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan to know about the dialogue between the father and son. Ling Jingpeng is on the carriage, and they can't talk about the father and son of Chuci and their own conjectures. Then they go to the grocery store and buy 200 kg of rice, 200 kg of white flour, 200 kg of corn flour, 100 kg of vegetable oil and 10 kg of salt, because they buy a lot of things, The shopkeeper of the grocery store actively and enthusiastically promised to deliver the goods to the door. Ling Jingxuan prepaid part of the silver, left the address and left.

Then they went to the clothing shop where they went last time. They bought two sets of new clothes for their family, including song Geng Niu and Zhao Hanfu. They bought two sets of new clothes, several pieces of high-quality cotton cloth, and some sewing and thread. Although there were many things, they occupied a small area. Ling Jingxuan and they all moved to the carriage. When the car passed the Ping'an hall, Ling Jingxuan resolutely jumped down again.

"Buy medicine?" Yan Shengrui, who jumped out of the carriage with him, raised his eyebrows and asked. Although there were several people taking medicine at home, the only one who really needed to buy medicine in the drugstore was Ling Wang, who had just had a miscarriage.

"Well, by the way, I'd like to see if there is a complete set of silver needles or other medical tools."

Nodding his head, Ling Jingxuan walked into the threshold of Ping'an hall with him. Because of the plague, Ping'an hall was very beautiful and its business was very good. Even though it was not the day of the market, many people came and went in and out of the drugstore. The shopkeeper cleaned up the confusion of the day and went to see the doctor with another old doctor.

"My guest, do you want to prescribe medicine or?? You you you? Shopkeeper, it's a miracle doctor! Is it a miracle doctor

After seeing Ling Jingxuan's appearance clearly, the waiter's tongue was knotted in an instant. His eyes were surprised and nervous and looked at the shopkeeper sitting next to him. Thanks to him, all the people's eyes gathered on them for a moment. Today, although both of them are wearing new clothes and the fabric is the lowest cotton, they are tall and upright, and the other is slim Soft and beautiful, the former between the eyebrows full of rebellious domineering, the latter is indifferent, but it is the same outstanding, almost shabby dress does not damage their unique temperament.

Seeing this, Yan Shengrui turns his head and looks at Ling Jingxuan picking up his eyebrows. It seems that he is saying, "miracle doctor, please take more care of him later."! Ling Jingxuan helpless smile, can, who rare those false names? The greater the reputation, the heavier the responsibility that comes with it. He doesn't want to kill himself. Moreover, he doesn't have the mind to save the world.

"Miracle doctor?! It's really you! Great. I finally waited for you to show up. You don't know. After you left that day

Stunned for a moment, the shopkeeper was the first to react. He rushed to him with surprise and excitement. He slowly told him what happened after they left that day. Finally, he repeatedly stressed that Hu county magistrate was looking for him and asked him to go to the county with him if he was free. For ordinary people like them, it's heaven that they could be appreciated by the magistrate Great glory, can you?? "I'm not free."

Ling Jingxuan refused without thinking about it. The shopkeeper who talked for a long time couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. His big eyes looked at him like a monster. Why is this boy so rebellious?

At the same time, he was shocked not only by him, but also by the attendants and guests. The only terror that didn't react was Yan Shengrui, who stood beside him quietly. From the beginning to the end, his eyes were full of Ling Jingxuan, and his heart was full of him. For him, no matter what kind of reply he made, he would not be surprised, because his Jingxuan was just like this Special, isn't it?