664 Chapter 653

At the moment when Xiao Yi's voice fell, the railing rolled off the table, and the sound of "dong" fell on the ground, and he rolled forward.

The atmosphere in the room was a little dignified until an excited cat meow suddenly sounded, "Meow--" The white cat didn't know where to get out of it, and thumped happily towards the rolling railing, pushing and rolling with paws Hold the bite...

"Poof--" Xiao Yi laughed out loud, leaning forward and backward, like a naughty big boy.

Nangong Yue couldn't help but also laughed out loud, and the room was relaxed and happy.

The maids looked at Cat Xiaobai, but they were a little tangled. Should they play with it now, or hurry to take it away?

Before they were entangled, the white cat was already bored, leaping lightly over the railing, and then swaying out of the house.

Nangong Yue watched it go, followed, she looked down at a section of the railing on the ground, her lips slightly raised, and said, "Oh, it's just about these means on the left."

It is actually very simple to deal with this matter, even if there is no real evidence, but a concubine only, you don’t need to have all the evidence and evidence like the government case.

only……

Aunt Mei was quite favored by the King of Zhennan, but now she is pregnant again, which is a little troublesome.

Finally, the relationship between Ayi and his father has eased. If it is handled at will, it is likely that the relationship between father and son will become rigid again.

In the past few years, South Xinjiang has faced foreign chaos, countless soldiers have given blood and life, and Ayi has taken the lead in fighting for blood, and this has won this hard-won peace and defended this territory.Now it seems to be peaceful, but in fact the external troubles are not clear, one small country still has a tendency to move, and the second court has always been afraid of southern Xinjiang.When external troubles are not clear, there must be no internal worries.

Furthermore...

Thinking of Xiao Yi's unfathomable reputation in the past, Nangong Yue's eyebrows rose slightly.

In this life, since Ai has her, she won't let these nasty things of the inner house affect him anymore.

Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Yi with a smile, and said: "... Ai, the inner house has its own way of doing things, you don't have to deal with this matter. I'm idle and idle, and slowly play with her." With that said, she commanded casually, "Aunt Mei has merit in saving the five girls and rewards one hundred and two silver. Queer, you can do it."

Queer responded with a crisp “Yes”, and the girls in the room all smiled with their lips pursed.

Xiao Yi did not speak.

He looked at Nangong Yue deeply, and her twin peach eyes were only hers, and only reflected her.

His stinky girl is always like this, everything is considered for him, and he always does too little for her.

Suddenly he stretched out his arms and wrapped her tightly into his arms. His face was buried in her neck socket, absorbing the fragrance of her body...

The maids looked at each other, and aspirations retreated silently together.

Nangong Yue embarrassedly pushed away Xiao Yi and said, "Ai Yi, we have to accompany our grandfather to dinner."

Xiao Yi was stunned, and then remembered that he had also invited Mandarin Bai to listen to the fact that Yuge accompanied Mrs. Fang to dinner.He rubbed her on the face with grievance, so he was not willing to let go of his arm.

Nangong Yue was relieved, and could not wait to take Xiao Yi's hand and said, "Let's go quickly, don't let your grandfather wait for a long time."

The two said to smile and went to Yuge.

In the final analysis, Aunt Mei's likes have not been put in their eyes.

As soon as they entered the courtyard of Yuge, they saw Xiao Sibai boredly sitting on a tree branch and admiring the faint moon in the sky. He just glanced at Xiao Yi lightly and continued to look up at the dull sky.

It seems that the Mandarin is one step ahead of them.

Listening to a young lady in Yuge leading the way in front of the two, but before entering the door, I heard Mrs. Fang's hearty laughter: "...Yu Bai, these paintings are my trip back to Yucheng from the warehouse of the old house I found it here, you can taste it for me."

The official language Bai Han said with a smile: "This "Wanma Pentium Figure" is the work of Liu Jiuren, the master of painting and calligraphy, right?

"Yu Bai, your eyes are really good." Grandpa Fang rejoiced, and said incessantly, "This is the work of Liu Jiuren in his early years. When he was young, he called himself a monk of Qingshan. This square stamp in the lower right corner of the picture It was also engraved by Liu Jiuren himself. Although the engraving art is still a bit tender, he has already formed his own.

In the discourse, Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi stepped into a studio beside the study, and they saw that Mandarin Bai was standing in front of a ink painting hanging on the wall, and Grandpa Fang in a wheelchair was sitting beside him.

Grandpa Fang beckoned to the young couple: "Ai, Ayue, you can come." After that, he hurriedly ordered the maidservants to have dinner.

Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue stepped forward to salute Grandpa Fang together.

Looking at the pair of golden boys and girls, Grandpa Fang couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, the three young people stood there, all of them are dragons and phoenixes. They are rare in the world.

Xiao Yi listened to the official Mandarin Bai and Grandpa Fang just discussing Liu Jiuren's paintings, and then randomly glanced at the "Wanma Pentium" on the wall, and thought, "Xiao Bai, I remember your Is my birthday coming soon? Well, I will give you a BMW! My vision of picking a horse is very good!"

"Yu Bai, your birthday is coming." Grandpa Fang smiled and said cheerfully, "I happened to have bought some good stones from Yucheng this time. Would you choose one of them?"

The official language is white with a smile: "Grandpa Fang, Ai, there are still months away from my birthday."

The side of Nangong Yue's eyes dropped, and she smiled secretly. The grandparents and grandchildren liked to give gifts to others. She didn't think that Mandarin had a chance to refuse.

Sure enough, Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Just, it will take some time to pick a good horse. When Xiaobai's birthday arrives, my BMW will be delivered."

Mrs. Fang nodded and nodded, brushing his beard, and casually asked, "Yu Bai, how old are you this year?"

The official language Bai Hanxiao replied: "In a few months, there will be four out of twenty."

Time flies, it's been seven years since I blinked, his eyes darkened, and he smiled casually.

Grandpa Fang was a little bit sighed in his heart. The official Mandarin Baixu's grandson Xiao Yi was a few years old, but the grandson had not yet reached the weak crown, and he had already established a family, but the official Mandarin Bai was alone.

"Yu Bai, have you ever been married?" Grandpa Fang asked kindly as an elder.

Guan Yubai's hand holding the tea cup paused, shook his head, and said calmly: "Once in the border, busy fighting delayed the relatives...then something went wrong at home." As he said, his eyes were dark and warm and mellow. There was a hint of astringency in his voice, "Now I am alone, unconcerned, and happy to be at ease. I have no plans at this time."

There is only one official language left in the official house. It is no wonder that the official language has changed a lot. The old lady Fang is a little sighed, but he did not persuade him.He has undergone major changes in his life again and again, and he has already seen a lot of them.Life is only a few decades, just worthy of heart!

He smiled lovingly and said, "Yu Bai, I heard Ayi say spring hunting in a few days. You and Ayi play hard with them. The young people should be more reckless. Don't learn from my old man in the house all day long. ."

Of course, Bai Bai understands the kindness of Mrs. Fang, and he smiles.

Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Maternal grandfather, Xiaobai, he has promised Han Yu to take it out for hunting, he dare not say anything!"

One sentence made everyone laugh.

At this time, the maid came and said that the dinner had already been set.

So Xiao Yi pushed Mrs. Fang's wheelchair to the hall, and Nangong Yue and Guan Bai also followed closely behind.

Mrs. Fang eats very lightly on weekdays, but knows that Xiao Yi is good at meat, so this big table dinner has become more than a dozen methods of meat, and the types of meat are also diverse, from pork, fish, chicken, From duck meat to shrimp meat and crab meat, Nangong Yue was a little funny and gave Xiao Yi a glance.

Xiao Yi didn't take it seriously and picked up the chopsticks.

He just likes meat!

He not only eats by himself, but also greets everyone to eat. Unconsciously, Nangong Yue and Grandpa Fang were coaxed to eat half a bowl of rice.

This dinner was originally enjoyed by both the guests and the host, but did not want to. When hot tea and melons were served after the meal, the little girl of Yuge suddenly came to say that the king of Zhennan sent people to meet the princes and princes.

Soon, a blue-haired girl was led in the direction of the hall.

The eye of the magpie on the side moved slightly and bowed his head in the ear of Nangong Yue said: "Father of the world, this is the maid in Aunt Mei's yard."

Nangong Yue's eyes flashed, his lips smeared like a smile.

She took a sip of the hot tea in the cup, and saw that the blue-haired girl walked into the hall with her skirt, first saluting to everyone, and then said in courtesy: "Sister Concubine, Aunt Mei fell into the water, her body is unwell, and the prince ordered her slave. Please ask Princess Shi to show Aunt Mei..."

Before her words fell, she heard a lazy male voice say lightly: "Come here, drag down the stick and blame the twenty big boards!" A concubine still dare to let A Yue go and see for her?What a big face!

The blue-haired maid suddenly raised her head and whispered grievously: "Sovereign son, slave-servant is just passing the king... Um!"

She didn't have a chance to finish her speech. In the next moment, her mouth was blocked by two wives. Rao was she couldn't speak anymore, she couldn't get rid of her, and she was dragged rudely by her wives Go down.

Nangong Yue put down the tea cup, and her smile did not change.

Although the king of Zhennan has a lot of concubines, but for the best face, he does not like someone to spoil him.Therefore, Nangong Yue did not think that he would let his own imperial concubine and eldest daughter-in-law consult a concubine.

This is something that someone deliberately violated in Yang Feng or other intentions.

Nangong Yue Queer's jaw slightly, motioned her to ask a good doctor.

Queer immediately understood the meaning and bowed his knees.

This little episode passed quickly, leaving no ripples in everyone's mind.

After dinner, Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi pushed Mrs. Fang around the courtyard to eat and enjoy the moon. Guan Bai was very interested in the paintings in the studio. With the permission of Mrs. Fang, he stayed in the studio to enjoy the painting.

The Fang family has a long history and profound heritage. The paintings collected by Mrs. Fang are naturally not simple. The dozens of paintings in this studio are all fine works. Guan Yubai walked around the studio and rewarded them one by one. Fan stopped again in front of that picture of Liu Jiuren's "Wanma Pentium". After appreciating for a while, he was about to leave. He suddenly noticed something, his eyes flashed, and his steps stopped again.

The official language raised his hand white, his slender fingers rubbed against the silk backing of the painting, thoughtfully.

A sound of wheelchair accompanied by the sound of picking curtains, Xiao Yi pushed Mrs. Fang in, and Mrs. Fang seemed to stare at the official Mandarin white standing in front of the "Wanma Pentium", and smiled: "Yu Bai, you are like this Like Liu Jiuren?"

Guan Yubai intuitively wanted to veto, and then listened to Grandpa Fang, who said: "You rarely like Yubai, if this picture is a gift from an old man, why not send it to Yubai?"

Saying that, Grandpa Fang's eyes also fell on the painting, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, a bit of melancholy, and a bit of sigh and sorrow.

Both the official language Bai and Xiao Yi felt that the old man was the "old man" of "the old man has gone".

"Grandpa Fang, dare to ask who gave this picture as a gift?" The official language of Bai Zhuang asked unconsciously.

In a word, Mrs. Fang's eyes turned to Xiao Yi again. The people in this room were all wise and thoughtful.

Is it...

really--

Grandpa Fang said with some nostalgia: "This was also given by Ai's grandfather."

Xiao Yi froze for a moment, then touched his chin with a smile: "This is like grandfather's eyes."

The old king of Nannan in the old town was a rough man. He knew nothing about qin, chess, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy.Liu Jiuren's "Wanma Pentium Figure" is quite the essence of the war horse, so it only entered the eyes of the old king of the southern town.

However, it was really surprising that my grandfather would give friends by painting!

The official Mandarin white eyes flashed and clenched his fists: "Old Master Fang, I don't know if I can take this painting back to me to appreciate it?"

When Grandpa Fang saw him like it, he naturally responded readily.

Guan Yubai took off the scroll himself, rolled it up carefully, and put it in a long picture box. The careful and detailed movements made Xiao Yi's eyebrows rise. I don't know why, Xiao Yi felt something wrong, but it was not. Lively.

After several people stayed in the studio for a while, Grandpa Fang took them one by one and looked at his collection of treasures, and the official language was only to say goodbye.

Seeing the sky early, Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue also left.

After the three of them went out to listen to the Rain Pavilion, they didn't wait for the official language to open, Nangong Yue said thoughtfully: "Ai, I'll go back first."

Facing Nangong's clear eyes, Xiao Yi understood that she had also discovered the abnormality of Mandarin.

The three of them split into two paths at the entrance of the courtyard. Nangong Yue returned to her courtyard, while Xiao Yi and Mandarin Bai went to Xiao Yi's study.

"boom."

After the study door closed, Xiao Yi couldn't wait to ask: "Xiaobai, what did you find?"

Guan Yubai took out the painting in the picture box, and again touched the silk frame on the top of the painting, and said affirmatively: "Ai, I just found out that there should be another interlayer in this frame." Used to hide things.

Just now, Guan Yubai noticed that the frame on the top of the painting seemed to be slightly thicker than the bottom when viewing the painting.

When he learned that the painting was from the old town of Nanwang, the official Mandarin Bai Maoran offered to borrow the painting as a reward.

Xiao Yi's fingers also touched the silk frame, his fingertips flickered slightly, and he said decisively, "Open it."

The official nodded in vain and became busy.

Of course, they can simply tear the framed upside down, but no one wants to do it. The official language carefully removed the upper drawing shaft, and dipped the pen tip in water to wet the edge of the framed frame, and then bit by bit, bit by bit Tear it a little bit... didn't hurt the painting at all.

Sure enough, after tearing off the edge of the frame, the middle was hollow, and a piece of stationery, or a piece of silk cloth, showed a corner from the two layers of frame.

Guan Yubai and Xiao Yi glanced at each other subconsciously, and then carefully took out the thin, cicada-like silk cloth and flattened it on the book case.

Xiao Yi only glanced at the silk cloth and said with certainty: "It's grandfather's handwriting!"

This is a letter left by the Southern King of the old town. No matter whether he is named to Xiao Yi or not, Xiao Yi, as the eldest grandson, has the right to give priority to him, and the official language avoids one side thoughtfully.

Xiao Yi slowly read the letter, using his index finger to read silently down the lines of text, and there was no trace of smile on Ban Li's face.

Even if he didn't see the content of the letter, but just looked at Xiao Yi's expression, Mandarin Bai could guess that the content of the letter must be of great importance, which is related to the royal palace, no, or the entire southern Xinjiang.

Unconsciously, a light haze also appeared in the white language of Guan Yu...

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