Step on a branch

Chapter 428 Who Let Me Have a Good Mother?

In the teahouse, Xiao Er was busy back and forth.

Hearing that there was a guest coming up the stairs from the back, he didn't think much about it, and went to meet him in three steps at a time.

Then, he saw Lin Fan get off the carriage.

Xiao Er recognized Lin Fan. He had seen the face of the commander of the red guard several times before, but this time, Xiao Er stood there helplessly.

What is he going to call this one?

Commander is definitely not right, the Duke of the country is not suitable, and it is not right to be called the emperor...

For a moment, my head was confused, and the last thing I broke out of was: Why did this noble person come to them?

Of course, it's not that I look down on my own teahouse.

Not far from the shop is the Grand Tutor's Mansion, and there are many dignitaries coming and going here, but this is the first time for such an honorable one.

Furthermore, the nobleman led his troops into the capital and the imperial city today, and this should be the busiest time, why is he not in the palace, but here instead.

Asking, since it is impossible to ask face to face, Xiao Er saluted first in a daze: "You, you are well."

Qin Luan also jumped out of the car, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the nervous look of the little girl.

"Fang Tian is right," she teased, "It will be really difficult to go out in the future."

Not only will there be a string of tails behind it, but it will also startle the people who meet outside.

Among the ordinary people in the capital, 99 out of [-] people don't know what Zhao Li looks like, but more than half of them know Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was teased by Qin Luan, laughed and shook his head.

Qin Luan said to the waiter, "Is there any private room available upstairs?"

Only then did Xiaoer wake up, and hurriedly led them up: "The easternmost room is empty, the innermost one, so no one will accidentally bump into it."

After entering the private room, Xiao Er is preparing tea and delivering snacks.

After being busy for a while, I became a little dazed again.

Lin Fan saw it, and asked him, "Just speak up if you have something to say."

Xiao Er hesitated for a while, and finally summoned up the courage to speak: "In the future, when you live in Beijing, will it be any different?"

Lin Fan said: "There won't be too many differences, even if there are changes, they will be changed for the better."

"Yes, also..." Xiao Er rubbed his hands together.

The common people, the most concerned thing is not who is sitting on the dragon chair, but whether life is good or not.

The important affairs of the court, the struggle for imperial power, what they can understand and talk about, that is, what the tea doctors talk about, and when they talk about the details and depths, they don’t have that ability. Their criteria for judging good and bad, It's how life is.

Have you earned more money than in previous years?
Are the clothes and food better than in previous years?
Can the elderly and children at home live without worries?
That's it.

Lin Fan knew this very well, and he said, "It will get better every year."

Xiao Er nodded quickly.

Fang Tian came in with a food box, and when he opened it, the two bowls of noodles inside were steaming and fragrant.

"Make sure it tastes good."

Putting down the food, Fang Tian would not stay and eat, so Ma Liuer ran away.

He also bought a bowl for himself, if he doesn't use it earlier, it won't taste good when it's lumpy.

Qin Luan was actually not very hungry.

Although she got up early and was busy all morning, Manager Qiao was a very thoughtful person. He arranged for her to pick up people outside the city with a box of snacks and hot drinks, which was enough for Qin Luan to fill his stomach. .

However, Qin Luan knew that Lin Fan was still hungry, so he never refused his invitation.

I have to say, this bowl of noodles is delicious.

Lin Fan used it up quickly, with noodles and soup, one bowl was bottomless.

After eating, he talked to Qin Luan about the morning in a leisurely manner.

Whether it was attacking the city or entering the palace, they would divide their troops into two groups, knowing the general outline of the opponent, but not the details.

And those little things are what Lin Fan most wants to share with Qin Luan.

Qin Luan listened very seriously, and after listening, he talked about his own situation.

Outside the west city gate, Uncle Zhongqin and Uncle Wan stormed the Dragon King Temple in a flood. It was also because Uncle Wan got the guard badge that Second Uncle was able to control the city gate guards with the fastest speed and the least loss.

He also said that he met Huang Yi in the west palace gate, and that young master Huang captured the king first when he captured the thief.

After that, it was even more dangerous. If it was one step later, Concubine Shu would be in danger.

Even if Nanny Zhong could save Concubine Shu once, if the two of them hadn't waited for reinforcements, four fists would not be able to block the many hands around the Empress Dowager.

As Qin Luan narrated, the little Fu Ling got out of her sleeve and collapsed on the table.

Lin Fan looked at it.

Fu Ling remained motionless, exuding an aura of "no life interest" and "extremely wronged".

"The red thread on its side is..." Lin Fan noticed the change of the Fu Ling. There was a trace of red thread on the side of its thin body, "Blood?"

"Yan's blood, it took Yan's hand to stop the hairpin." Qin Luan laughed, "It thinks blood is ugly."

Lin Fan picked it up and looked at it seriously: "It's ugly."

When Fu Ling heard this, he became more and more hopeless.

Qin Luan said it: "I want to wash it for you, but you can't hold the water, and you can't wipe it clean, what do you think?"

Fu Ling couldn't speak and didn't know what to do.

Seeing it getting more and more pitiful, Lin Fan asked Qin Luan, "Is there really no way?"

"Dip some white paint to cover it up," Qin Luan said honestly, "or just paint it all red, Ah Yuan said red is a joy."

Lin Fan glanced at Qin Luan, then at Fu Ling who was even more depressed, and laughed loudly.

He heard it, A Luan teased Fu Ling again.

Is it a red rune...

It's not hidden enough, it's fiery red, but it does look festive.

"Double Happiness," Lin Fan said softly, "Double Happiness is the most joyful."

The palm fell on the back of Qin Luan's hand, wrapping it around his fingers, Lin Fan said: "It's a pity, it will take some time to see it."

It wasn't that Lin Fan was procrastinating, but that there were too many things.

Abolishing Emperor Qingyuan, arranging the enthronement ceremony, sacrificing to the imperial mausoleum, and conferring on the first prince, even if it is done step by step, the adults in the Ministry of Rites are busy for several months. After adding another big wedding, it will really become a spinning top.

Instead of rushing to do it, Lin Fan hoped that after other things were done, the Ministry of Rites would devote most of its energy to this one, so that it would be thorough and grand.

He wanted to give Aluan the best, and he should also give her the best.

And the best ones need time, manpower, and effort to polish.

Qin Luan glanced at the hands they held, and smiled: "Fang Tian is right, it will be difficult to play chess and eat snacks in the future."

There will be a lot of tails when going out of the palace during the day, let alone climbing over the wall to come to Yongning Hou Mansion at night.

Lin Fan also laughed: "Then I can only work hard for Aluan to come into the palace."

"The mouths of the censors are merciless." Qin Luan said.

"They can't find many faults in me," Lin Fan said confidently, "Who made me have a good mother?"

　Thanks to the book friend 121030193845947 for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)