882 Chapter 871

In mid-March, the spring in southern Xinjiang was stronger, and the rich floral fragrance fluttered in the wind.

As Nangong Yue’s birth period approached, Xiao Yi was like an enemy, and Lin Jingchen was invited to sit in Bixiaotang personally. In the belly of Nangong Yue coaxed her sister to be good.

Nangong Yue's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and her movements are becoming more and more inconvenient, especially at night, this little guy in the belly is making a lot of trouble, and his legs often cramp.

This night, Nangong Yue woke up again in the middle of the night.

With the previous experience of Xiao Xiaoyu's birth, Xiao Yi was very alert, and just opened his eyes immediately after a little trouble.

He thought he was kicking Nangong Yue again naughtily, but he heard her say quietly, "Ai, my arm is numb, you help me get up."

During this period of time, Nangong Yue lay on her left side when she slept, Lin Jingchen said, so sleeping is good for pregnant women and children in the belly. His words are naturally regarded as golden rules by everyone.

Xiao Yi cautiously lifted her up, and after putting her on her cloak, the two simply went to the window to sit down.

Xiao Yi worked diligently before and after, put a welcome pillow behind her waist for a while, poured tea for her for a while, pinched her foot for a while... Let Nangong Yue's original fatigue be swept away, and only sweetness remained in her heart.

However, this kind of sweetness also brings troubles. Xiao Yi soon started not to go out, guarding Nangongyue at all times during the day and night, and strictly abiding by the timetable given by Lin Jingchen.

No, Xiao Yi glanced at the leaking pot on the case table, pinched the time accurately and said, "Ayue, it's time for you to take a walk, let's go for a walk together."

Nangong Yue was speechless in his heart, but he could only let him, let him help himself, and sent the maid, the two walked slowly out of the house.

More than half a day, Nangong Yue will go for a walk in the small garden, and today is no exception.

Spring is the season when the small garden is the most beautiful. The flowers bloom and the flowers are colorful, which attracts the colorful butterflies to linger and the cats that flutter the butterflies.

"Wow--"

A fat orange cat flew "violently" towards a colorful butterfly in mid-air with agility that was not in line with its size. However, the colorful butterfly flew high, the fat cat fluttered empty, and was trapped in a flower. In the sea, a bunch of brightly-running cuckoos were crushed.

The wives and wives who are in charge of flowers and trees in the small garden have long been blamed. The cats of the young grandchildren and the elder girls in this royal palace seem to have hatred against the garden. They will come to sweep from time to time. When he came, he cut off half of the peach blossoms on the peach tree.

Nangong Yue looked at this "cat-playing butterfly picture" in front of her and couldn't help laughing, so scared that the orange cat in the flowers jumped like a ghost, when he turned around and looked at Nangong Yue's eyes. The chubby cat's face was obviously relieved, as if to say, luckily the little fat man was not there!

The smile in Nangong Yue's eyes was more intense, and the orange cat "wowed", and continued to flap butterflies in the small garden, happily ravaging the flowers and plants in the garden...

"Ai, let's go to Qingyunwu to pick up Yu." Nangong Yue proposed with a smile.

The orange cat not far away seemed to hear the word "Yu Geer", and then glanced back alertly to make sure that Xiao Xiaoyu was not there.

Xiao Yi pouted, and didn't want to share his son-in-law with his son at all, but he reluctantly responded.

The husband and wife continued to walk forward so slowly, leaving the chubby orange cat happy to continue flapping butterflies in the small garden.

The two walked slowly while talking, because Nangong Yue's body was heavier, so she walked much slower than ordinary people, and it didn't reach Qingyunwu until after two teas.

Guan Yu Bai and Xiao Xiao Yu were just outside the house. They sat on the stone table on the other side of the lake, sitting face to face. There was a chess board on the stone table, which seemed to be playing chess.

After approaching, Xiao Yi couldn't help laughing.Where is this playing chess, clearly playing with chess pieces.

The little guy used some whites and blacks to spell out a simple white cat face. The whole person was attentive. Even when Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue approached, they didn't know until he heard his father's light laughter.

"Dad, mother!" The little boy wearing an orange cat costume immediately jumped off the stone bench, and flung towards the mother, smiling attentively, "Sister sits."

The little guy obediently gave his seat to his mother. This intimate move made Nangong Yue feel very useless and moved with a complete mess. She only felt that her son was also the intimate padded jacket of her mother.

Seeing Xiao Xiaoyu holding Nangong Yue's other hand to help her sit down, Xiao Yi twitched her lips and said: This stupid boy knew to compete with himself!When the baby boy is born, he must teach this stinky boy to hurt his sister well, so that he knows that he is entangled with his mother all day long!

Now...

Xiao Yi's eyes rolled around and said with a smile: "Scary boy, do you want to learn Kung Fu?"

"Dad taught me!" Xiao Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly lighted up, and every day he looked at his dad and uncle Xiaosi who walked over the wall. He had long been envious, but his mother said he was still small...

Xiao Yi flashed a smug glance in his eyes and said deliberately: "Stinky boy, if you want to learn Kung Fu, you will endure hardships. Would you like to?"

The little guy wrinkled his small round face. He likes to eat sweets and doesn't like to "eat hardships", but if he learns kung fu, he can fly around!

After struggling for a while, Xiao Tuan finally nodded mournfully.

Xiao Yi smirked in his heart and said kindly: "Okay, that dad taught you how to walk."

Xiao Yi seriously taught the little guy to practice Zamabu. Nangong Yue and the little four on the side all cast their speechless eyes. Xiao Xiaoyu was only two years old. What kind of skills did he learn.

Nangong Yue was too lazy to manage, because the father and son toss themselves.

Xiao Yi instructed the little guy to pose in a decent way, and then sat down by himself, and said in a very meaningful way: "Stick boy, keep this position!"

During the speech, Xiao Yi poured tea at will, and delivered the tea cup to Nangong Yue himself. His eyes swept over the stone table and fell on several pieces of silk paper beside the chessboard.

This is... Xiao Yi raised her eyebrows slightly.

Guan Bai also looked at the silk papers that were full of writing, and said, "Ai, I just asked people to list all the private schools and colleges in southern Xinjiang."

Ever since Xiao Yi and he raised the question of "some gentlemen may misbehave their children", Mandarin Bai has been thinking about how to solve this hidden danger, so he first made a survey of the private schools and colleges in South Xinjiang. .

In addition to the names of private schools and academies, these lists also list their mountain heads and teacher teachers clearly.

Xiao Yi picked up a list and looked at it in ten lines. He said thoughtfully: "Xiaobai, are you planning to let those private schools and teachers in the academy record in the government office?"

The official language Bai Han smiled and nodded: "Not only that, I also intend to give those gentlemen a test paper, one to choose the best recruitment, and second to take this to see if they have ulterior motives..."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and was about to say something. He saw an orange shadow flew towards him and shouted, "Father, I will! Teach me to fly, teach me to fly..."

Xiao Yi's head was screamed by the little guy's magic sound, and his heart was still so big. Only after taking a few breaths, he wanted to go to the wall.

No one intends to save Xiao Yi, and the sin he created himself will naturally suffer himself...

In Qingyunwu, the bargaining sound of father and son echoed, and there was a chuckle that could not help but endure.

Spring is the season of smiles...

On the afternoon of the same day, Pingyang Hou and Yuan Ling Bai Fengchen returned to Luoyue City from Xiye. Pingyang Hou came to Xiao Yi to report their work. As for Yuan Lingbai, after finishing the chores of planting trees and sandstorm control, they returned with Pingyang Hou.

The two came to the outer study of Bixiaotang and returned to Xiao Yi.

Pingyang Hou respectfully reported the situation of Xiye one by one, but his face was quiet, but his heart was surging: as he expected, southern Xinjiang is really about to establish a country, then he is also a founding veteran of the country, his own original There is nothing wrong with the decision!Rather than staying with the sun at sunset, it is better to take a fight with Xiao Yiyu!

After Pingyang Hou was finished, Xiao Yi nodded slightly and said casually: "Qu Pingrui, if there is nothing else, you will go back to the west night in three days."

"Yes, Shiziye." Pingyang Hou clasped his fists, and then asked for instructions. "Xiaguan still has something to ask for. He wants Shiziye to allow Xiaguan to allow his wife and children from Wangdu to Luoyue City."

This was only a trivial matter, and Xiao Yi immediately agreed readily.

Pingyang Hou suddenly looked happy and thanked Xiao Yi.When he took his family to Luoyuecheng, Xiao Yi naturally had no doubts about him. In the future, the family would settle down here!

Now that both the official and private affairs are done, Pingyang Hou retired happily first. When he walked out of the study, he only heard the pitiful cry of the original Lingbo in his back, "Brother! Can you not plant trees next time?" ? Can you find me some serious errands? Even if it is to build a city wall, to train soldiers or something..."

Under the guidance of Xiao Zuo, Pingyang Hou strode towards the direction of the palace gate. After leaving Bixiaotang, he immediately drove back to his mansion in Luoyue City.

As soon as he entered the door, Qu Jiayue, who heard the news, greeted him and bowed his knees with a smile: "Father."

Today's Qu Jiayue wore a plum-red dress with thin grease powder, and she looked radiant.

"Mingyue don't have to be more courteous." Pingyang Hou smiled.

Not seen for a few months, Pingyang Hou saw at a glance that his daughter was a lot more plump than when he first came to southern Xinjiang, and there was a bit of fascination in his eyes. He was also very relieved in his heart. Jiayue's bun.

This is the hair bun combed by the girl's family who is not out of the cabinet...

Pingyang Hou was a little surprised in his heart, but said nothing.

When the daughter was murdered by the second princess, she and the pro-Xie Ye had suffered the daughter for so many years. Now that the Xie Ye Kingdom is exterminated, the daughter is also willing to do her best...

As the father and daughter talked, they walked towards the main hall. Qu Jiayue asked softly, "Father, are you going to stay in Luoyue City this time?"

Pingyang Hou shook his head, "Secretary of the World let me go back to the western night after three days..." He thought that Qu Jiayue was uneasy to stay alone in southern Xinjiang, and hurriedly reassured, "Ming Yue, you are at ease in Luoyue City, I Just now, I have consulted Shiziye. Shiziye also agreed that I would take your mother and your brother to Luoyue City. When your mother comes, let her find a good family for you..."

Pingyang Hou stopped and looked at Qu Jiayue's eyes with a hint of distress, "Ming Yue, let it go in the past, you should be a nightmare, and don't think about it anymore."

Listening to my father's mention of his relatives, Qu Jiayue's eyes were gleaming, she curled her strands of hair in her temples, and lowered her voice: "Dad... there is someone in her daughter's heart."

Facing Pingyang Hou's suspicious eyes, Qu Jiayue lowered his head again, half-dropped his eyes, and bit his lower lip: "Daughter's favorite Mandarin is white."

Pingyang Hou couldn't believe his ears, he froze on the spot, and then looked at Qu Jiayue inconceivably.The daughter has been in Xiye for so many years, is it a magic obstacle?!

The half-headed Qu Jiayue didn't see the look of Pingyang Hou, and said to himself: "Dad, regardless of origin, status and age, Mandarin Bai is the most suitable candidate..."

As long as she can marry Guan Yubai, then she can change her destiny, and she can once again become the one to be looked up to, and she will appear in front of people from now on, and let others bow down to her!

Thinking, Qu Jiayue's eyes flashed a strange color, and then raised his head, the fabulous face had a faint blush, and looked at Pingyang Hou and prayed: "Please also dad to make the decision for me!"

"Absurd!" Pingyang Hou burst into anger, and finally could not help but yell, "Mingyue, you don't have to think about this, your father and I can't afford to lose this old face..."

Pingyang Hou Ke is not as naive as Qu Jiayue. The official language Bai is not the powerless and easy Hou Hou of the capital of the year. Now the official language Bai is the marshal of the soldiers and horses. Zhennan Wang is nothing but Xiao Yi's display outside, but the official language white is different. In this piece of southern territory, the official language white is just below Xiao Yi!

How could a person above 10,000 under such a person marry the concubine left by King Xiye?!It's embarrassing to tell the story, and it's a joke!

Qu Jiayue had a pretty pale face and looked at Pingyang Hou with injury, "Dad, how can you say that to your daughter?"

Qu Jiayue clenched his fists tightly and said angrily: "In the beginning, my daughter had sacrificed once for the sake of the house, and now her daughter finally got out of the bitter sea, and she has someone who likes... Why can't you help her daughter fight for it? ?!"

With that, a haze appeared in her eyes, her eyes were whirling, she looked pitiful, but she was distraught, and she was disappointed: at first she liked Nangong Sheng and wanted to marry Nangong Sheng. Her father did not help her, otherwise she As for the pro-Western night...Dad still refuses to help her!

Pingyang Hou has been ashamed of this eldest daughter for years. Looking at her sobbing look, she couldn't help feeling soft and could not bear to blame her again.

Pingyang Hou Chang sighed and said in a straight voice: "Mingyue, you want to marry again, father does not object, but this candidate has to pick me and your mother, as for the official language, you don't think about it!"

After a pause, he said again: "Don't go out recently, stay at home and think about it carefully. Dad is for you."

According to the idea of ​​Pingyang Hou, Qu Jiayue had better marry a person with a lower door as the successor room, and he would not worry about eating and drinking in the future, and then he would care for it, and it would be safe to live in peace all his life.If there is luck, the children will have a good future and enjoy the happiness of their children and grandchildren.

Good for her?!Qu Jiayue made a sneering smile at the corner of her mouth. If you are good for her, you should help her.!With her posture, with her talents, with her family background, what is inferior to others!

Seeing the unwillingness in Qu Jiayue's expression, Pingyang Hou became more and more helpless and had to harden his heart and put down the cruel words: "Mingyue, you go back to your room and reflect on yourself! If you have that unrealistic idea again, just follow it. Father go to Xiye!"

After talking, Pingyang Hou left his sleeve and pondered: Maybe this is a good idea. He took his daughter to Xiye, left here, without official language, and wanted to come to these unrealistic young daughters. Slowly faded.

West night?!Qu Jiayue's face was even whiter.She will never go back to West Night again!

Qu Jiayue looked disappointedly at the back of his father’s departure, clenched his fists, and a pair of eyes washed by tears bloomed with a dazzling splendor, and hated: "It seems that her father is unreliable..."

The way is to remarry yourself.

Over the years, she has not been on her own in the West Harem, and she can only rely on herself in the end!

She will never admit her life!