Chapter 87

The next day, Ling Jingxuan still woke up early. Now that his home is big, he can't run around the yard, otherwise he will be tired and paralyzed after a circle. So the family simply go around the pond. Under the leadership of Ling Jingxuan, two steamed stuffed buns and two wolf cubs, Ling Chenglong and others have joined the running team. They work all year round and their physical quality is good But Ling Jinghan didn't know what running could bring them, but Ling Jinghan was not the same because he was bedridden all the year round. Even though he was well, his body was still weak. At the beginning, he couldn't run a circle. He was often supported by song Shuisheng. After nearly half a month's persistence, he was able to finish a circle on his own, although he was often very tired and panting Well, no matter he or other people feel that his spirit is getting better and better. For this reason, the family is more persistent. After getting up in the morning and washing, the first thing he does is to run a circle.

"Dad, why hasn't my father got up yet? Aren't you going to town with us? "

After running, the two steamed buns practiced boxing and martial arts as usual. By the time they climbed the table to eat, it was almost time for them. They found that Yan Shengrui had not been seen this morning. In the past, he was the first to get up. He often accompanied the children to exercise and guide them to practice martial arts. Today, it is very abnormal.

"Maybe I went to bed too late yesterday. You have dinner first. I'll go and have a look."

Ling Jingxuan also feels puzzled. He reaches out and touches the two children's heads and goes out. He lives with Yan Shengrui and the two children in the row on the right. At present, the two steamed stuffed buns are still small and live in the same room, but they have already shared rooms. The rest bedroom is occasionally stayed by iron wagons. He and Yan Shengrui live in one room each with their own * *, while the one on the far side is temporarily As for Ling Chenglong Fu and Ling Jinghan, they live on the left. The former and the latter live in the same room, while the other one is still empty. The remaining song Geng Niu lives in the servant's room, which is said to be the servant's room. The living conditions of Ling Chenglong's husband and brother Ling Jinghan are no worse than those of ordinary farmhouses.

"BUCKLE!"

"Shengrui? Is it up? "Sheng Rui"

Standing at the door of the third room on the right side, Ling Jingxuan raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside. Just as Ling Jingxuan was pondering whether to take out a dagger to pry the door latch from the gap of the door, the closed wooden door was suddenly opened from inside, and Yan Shengrui's cheek was red in his sight.

"Well? Jingxuan, I seem sick? "

Let his body fall on his body, Yan Shengrui all over the hot against him, hot Breathing all over his shoulder.

"Go ahead and talk about it."

Raising his hand to touch his forehead, Ling Jingxuan helped him into the room and went directly to the open master bedroom. After he was placed on the bed, he sat on the side and took his pulse: "it's cold. It's a little feverish. There are ready-made herbs at home. I'll ask sister-in-law song to cook it for you later."

Last night, they all drank some wine and played in the pool for most of the day. When the night wind blows, it's not surprising that they have a cold.

"Respect, I feel bad?"

Yanshengrui blinked his eyes and looked at him pitifully, just like a child waiting to be comforted. "Don't pretend to be pathetic. I'm going to go to town with the child later. You can have a good sleep. It's almost good at noon."

He has been used to playing rogue from time to time. Ling Jingxuan said while pulling back his hand. It's not that he loves him, but he can't. with his scoundrel's virtue, if he wants to really show his heartache, Ya will definitely pester him all day.

"I'm sick, you don't stay to take care of me. Jingxuan, will you stay at home with me today?"

Lying on his side in bed, he looked at him plaintively and pitifully. Yan Shengrui resolutely lived up to the expectations and vividly demonstrated the highest essence of a scoundrel. Ling Jingxuan sighed deeply and got up to kiss him gently on his forehead. He comforted him with a tone that almost coax a child: "don't make trouble. You need to rest. I'll be back almost when you wake up."

"I'm really a child?"

As soon as his forehead is dark, Yan Shengrui lies flat. He will be embarrassed if he goes on. His family Jingxuan is really more and more unlovable and has no sympathy at all.

Well, our prince Sheng got angry. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing, poked him in the shoulder and said with a smile, "why do you look like a child?"

"I still want to be your child, to see how good you are to Xiaowen and see your attitude towards me, that is, one in the sky and one in the ground."

He turned over and sat up and hugged his waist. Yan Shengrui buried himself in his chest in a plaintive protest. He had chewed up his own ideas and eaten them into his stomach.

"I dare not have a child your age."

"You."

The words that he blurted out at the end of his words ignited his discontent. Ling Jingxuan bent down and pecked at his lips, then leaned against his forehead and said with a smile, "you are going to be my son. What should I do? Good, have a good rest. I'll be back with you soon. "

"That's about it."Finally, Yan Shengrui lies back contentedly. Ling Jingxuan leans over and covers him. He kisses his face and turns away.

Later, when telling sister-in-law song to cook medicine, the steamed stuffed buns decisively heard it. They put down their chopsticks and ran to see him. Ling Chenglong and others also asked him about his situation. After confirming that he had no problems, the family was relieved. When Han Fei sent the iron boy with his schoolbag, Ling Jingxuan went to the cellar to pick up two jars of wine before taking a ride with them.

"Go ahead. I'll come to see you when Dad and shopkeeper Zhang have a business talk."

All the way is a straight road. The carriage runs fast. It stops in front of the Qingchen Bookstore within two quarters of an hour. Ling Jingxuan arranges clothes for the four children one by one before putting them out of the car. This month, several children know more and more words, and have learned the second stage of the Analects. Every day at home, they can hear them shaking their heads and reciting Confucius Ling Jingxuan knows that Chuci really has the intention to teach several children.

"Well, I'll tell Uncle Chu first, Dad, we'll go first."

Ling Wen nodded his head cleverly. After speaking on behalf of the four people, he lifted the curtain. Song Geng Niu, who had been waiting outside, took them out of the car and watched them enter the light dust book shop before the carriage started running again. Ling Jingxuan, sitting in the carriage, held his chest in both hands and narrowed his eyes slightly. This month, he cooked jam and used his knowledge to follow Zhao Dalong Zhao Dalong has made some achievements in the research of fine steel and even further stainless steel. Zhao Dalong used a few days ago to make two scalpels with a small amount of refined stainless steel according to his drawings. However, he did not tell Yan Shengrui that he did not believe him. Instead, he wanted to give him a surprise. If one day he had to leave them and go back to the battlefield, he would like to give him a surprise In the age of cold weapons, the only way he could help him was to teach him the mature steel-making technology.

"Master Xuan, Xinyuan restaurant is here."

After a while, the coach stopped again, and song Geng Niu's voice rang out. Ling Jingxuan opened his eyes to lift a jar of wine and opened the curtain. The first thing that caught his eye was not the front door of the luxury Xinyuan restaurant, but an extremely luxurious carriage with red sandalwood as its material and light natural fragrance The body is carved with exquisite flowers and plants, and the petals and leaves are clear. If you look carefully, you can see the lines of the leaves clearly. In front of the carriage are two white horses, each of them is long, fat and well-developed. Even if you don't know the trade, you can see that it is absolutely a good horse. Ling Jingxuan has been in and out of Xinyuan restaurant for so many times, but it is the first time to see such luxury Is not Datong town a big man?

"Master Xuan?"

Song Geng Niu, who was waiting beside him, could not help but raise his head and cry out. Although the bottom of his eyes was filled with doubts about the naked, he was clever. Knowing that the master didn't like their talkative, he didn't ask.

"Wait for me outside first."

Back to God, Ling Jingxuan jumped out of the carriage, carrying the wine altar, and went around the carriage into the restaurant. It was the most leisure time of the restaurant. There were few guests. But strangely, shopkeeper Zhang was not in front of the counter.

"Young master Ling is here. Please wait a moment. Our shopkeeper is entertaining distinguished guests."

The cleaning shopkeeper saw him with sharp eyes and hastened to greet him, because he often went in and out of the restaurant. All the staff here knew him and treated him with courtesy.

"Distinguished guest?"

Looking up at a whole row of maids at the fence on the third floor, is it not the official wife of the family who goes in and out to serve so many maids?

"Well, it's said that it's our boss who suddenly came this morning, and the shopkeeper was also shocked."

People are gossipy. He seems to be very curious. The bartender goes up and says mysteriously. That is a real beauty. He has been working in Xinyuan for nearly two years. He has never seen anyone more beautiful than him.

"Ha ha Is it? Then I'll go to the second floor and wait for a moment. I'll tell elder brother Zhang when he's finished

Ling Jingxuan chuckled and walked to the second floor. The bartender quickly followed him and waited on him: "Cheng ah, Ling childe, can I make you a pot of hot tea?"

"No, just bring me a pot of boiled water." Tea in the morning? He doesn't have that kind of appetite.

"Ah All the work in the shop is a talent. Who doesn't know the relationship between Ling Jingxuan and shopkeeper Zhang? Don't say that he only needs a pot of boiled water, even if he asks them to send a pot of cold water, they don't dare to look down upon it.

They all the way to the private room on the second floor closest to the left. The bartender sent him in and then turned downstairs to prepare the boiled water he wanted. In the luxury box on the third floor, which was never open to the public, a man in red splendid clothes reclined gracefully and lazily on the reclining chair, with two beauties in green standing on both sides. The morning sun shone through the open window and folded in the sunshine Shot down, the man's skin is almost transparent, but it is not the morbid white, but delicate and tender, with healthy pink white. The long and narrow fox eyes seem to carry a variety of customs. The bridge of the nose is straight and straight, and the lips are full and moist. There is only one word to describe the whole face contour, that is, beauty, no matter from which point of view, it makes people hold their breath, if not for his clothes With the obvious laryngeal knot on his neck, people may think that he is a woman. He is a charming and charming woman."Six masters, I don't know why you came to Datong town this time?"

Standing timidly in front of him, shopkeeper Zhang asked carefully. This man's name is Zeng Shaoqing, the youngest son of marquis Zeng of Weiyuan. He is 27 years old and has never been married. He is also the owner of Xinyuan restaurant. Although he looks like a woman, anyone who has contact with him knows that he is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you are attacked by him That too beautiful face was cheated, and it would be eaten to the bone in the end.

Zeng Shaoqing, leaning on the reclining chair, glanced at him faintly, and said with a lazy and charming smile: "manager Zhang, don't be nervous. When I went to Zhenguo temple to ask for Fu for my mother a few days ago, I heard that your generation's recent profits were very considerable. After the instructions of the state government's shopkeeper, I found out that you have produced a kind of cool food specially for bitter summer guests, so I stopped by to have a look 。”

Is this a little too far?

Manager Zhang couldn't help but jerk his lips. Although he had never seen this master before, he would hear people mention it every year when he went to the state capital to report profits. He is not a boring master. He can't walk around with nothing. Obviously, he has another purpose in this trip. However, he is not stupid. Since the owner doesn't want to say it, he can't take the initiative Ask, the more you know about the master, the worse it will be for him.

"I heard it was an ordinary farmer who supplied you with that jam?"

As if satisfied with his humble attitude, Zeng Shaoqing sat up slowly and asked casually.