my wife is wonderful

Chapter 289

The court officials naturally showed respect to the emperor for the wine he offered them. They all raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

The celebration banquet lasted until the hour of 11:00 p.m., and just as Hu Fengwei said, when Yang Qingmo returned to his home on Tianning Street, it was already dark.

As a third-rank official and a close minister to the emperor, Yang Shaojing naturally attended the celebration banquet today. However, at the banquet in the palace, although he and Yang Qingmo were father and son, they had little chance to talk.

So as soon as he left the palace, Yang Shaojing called his son who was riding a horse into the carriage.

Yang Qingmo got into the carriage and sat opposite his father.

"Dad, have you seen enough?" Yang Qingmo felt helpless. His father had been staring at him since he got on the carriage. The carriage had been going for quite a distance. If he continued to stare like this, by the time they got home, they might not be able to say a word to each other.

He didn't believe that his father let him into the carriage just to see him. It depended on him. Although he was a little far away at the palace banquet, he knew his father's eyesight. He was a little presbyopic and could not see clearly at close range, but he could see clearly at a distance than many young people.

When he asked this question, his implication was that if he had something to say, he should say it quickly and not waste time. He didn't want to be called into the study for a candlelight chat after he returned.

"You bastard!" Yang Shaojing couldn't help but curse, then he pondered for a moment and asked, "Then are the Xie family's father and son both dead?"

Yang Qingmo's eyes narrowed and he looked at his father seriously.

"Did... the Emperor tell you?"

"The emperor didn't tell me anything, and I believe he didn't tell Lord Yan and the others either." Yang Shaojing said with certainty.

Yang Qingmo did not doubt his father's words, nor did he continue the topic, but Yang Shaojing knew the answer from his previous question.

It seems that the fire that shocked the court and the public was not as written in the memorial they submitted, that the entire Xie family, including more than 200 servants, were burned to death, but there were some survivors.

And the person who survived must be not an ordinary servant of the Xie family. He must be either a member of the Xie family or someone who is highly valued by Xie Kun.

"Prince Li is imprisoned, and Prince Shen is seriously injured. The imperial physician said he won't live long. The emperor is a man who values ​​love. Although his son did something wrong... As for what's going to happen next, even if the emperor knows it, you should also know it, and don't act too aggressively."

Yang Qingmo nodded, "Don't worry, this matter is mainly decided by General Zhu, Deputy General Ren and Lord Bu."

"But after all, the Xie family was burned down after you led the troops to the West. You may be able to back off on other matters, but you cannot back off on the matter of the Xie family."

Yang Shaojing reminded his son.

Yang Qingmo nodded, "I know."

Yang Shaojing knew that his son was not a man of courage but strategy. He was smart and knew how to judge the situation. Although he was young and had not been an official for long, he was not just a man who studied hard and took exams. He had been in the world for several years and had seen a lot and encountered many dangerous situations. He had his own ability to cope with situations.

He reminded him that it was just a father's concern and worry for his son.

When the father and son returned to the house on Tianning Street, Hu Fengwei, Yang Qingbi and Zeng had not rested yet and were waiting for them. A midnight snack was prepared in the kitchen.

The father and son drank a lot of wine in the palace. The dishes at the banquet were warm when they were served. After two rounds of toasts, the dishes were already cold. It was still early spring, and the cold and greasy dishes, coupled with the environment where they had to go over every word in their minds several times, meant that the father and son did not eat much.

So when the kitchen brought the hot mutton noodle soup, the father and son picked up the bowls and gobbled it up without saying a word.

"Quick, serve Liu Lang another bowl." Seeing that her son's bowl was almost empty, Hu Fengwei quickly instructed the maid.

Yang Shaojing looked at his bowl, which didn't seem to have much more than his son's. He hadn't had a proper meal except for breakfast that day, so how could he not be hungry? "Where's mine?" he couldn't help but ask his wife.

Unexpectedly, his wife waved her hand and said, "You are old, and if you eat too much, you won't be able to digest it. You will become fat and bloated, and it will be painful for me to see you!"

Yang Shaojing looked down at his relatively flat stomach and wanted to refute, but his wife seemed to know what he was thinking. She pointed at his two sons and asked, "Look at Erlang and Liulang. Erlang is just average. Look at Liulang. His figure is like that of a straight green bamboo, slender and upright, strong and lean. Do you think he can compare with him?"

Now not only Yang Shaojing was silent, but even Yang Qingbi, who had just been watching his father's fun and laughing, was silent.

As for Zeng, she didn't feel comfortable going to see her brother-in-law, but she looked at her husband carefully and found that he was indeed different from when they first got married. He didn't seem to have gained much weight, but... he didn't seem as tall and straight as before.

After much difficulty, I finally finished this midnight snack.

Yang Qingmo did not grow up with his parents, so although he has been away from home for half a year this time, it is not the first time for his parents, Yang Shaojing and Hu Fengwei, as they have been separated for longer periods of time before.

Hu Fengwei did care about her son, but after having a midnight snack with him, she saw that he was in good health, in good spirits, and had a good appetite, so she thought it was all right. After her son finished eating, she waved her hand and said, "Go back and have a rest. We'll talk about it tomorrow. By the way, keep the eighth and ninth days free."

She didn't say what she was going to do with her free time. After she finished speaking, she just stared at Yang Qingmo, mentally prepared that if this stupid son asked her the reason, she would definitely scold him first.

Fortunately, he was worthy of being her son. He nodded and said, "Even if you don't tell me, I know that I have already told General Zhu that he will not look for me in those two days."

The Zhen Yao Army returned to the capital after a great victory. No matter what their previous official positions were, whether they were promoted, demoted, or retained in their original positions now had to wait for the emperor's order. Of course, the emperor's order was not given casually, and it needed to be approved by the cabinet, so during this period, they should have a vacation of half a month to one month.

However, most of the time they cannot have a full vacation during this holiday. After all, there are many things that need to be dealt with after the war, and a lot of information needs to be completed, all of which may require the help of generals like them. Especially since Yang Qingmo is a person who has passed the imperial examination and has led troops alone in the Zhenyao Army several times, so he has more things to do than ordinary generals.

What's more, this time the Zhen Yao Army went on an expedition, their opponents were not only the Yaomu people, but also the Xie family was obstructing them. Although the Xie family was destroyed, how could the Xie family dare to oppose the court alone? The people behind the Xie family, both in terms of status and ability, were daunting. But at this time, General Zhu could not retreat, and neither could the generals under General Zhu nor all the soldiers of the Zhen Yao Army.

Otherwise, many of them will face the counterattack of that person, and then they and their families behind them may be destroyed overnight.

Therefore, whether for the sake of the dead soldiers of the Zhenyao Army or for future peace, bringing down the person behind the Xie family is something that must be done.

Yang Qingmo returned to his yard, and after washing up, he wanted to lie down and have a good sleep immediately, but he did not fall asleep for a while. He got up again, took a pen and paper, and listed everything he was thinking about. Since he was ready to attack, he had to hit the target with one strike, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

After writing this, I went over it in my mind and then burned the paper.

An hour had passed, but perhaps because his brain was working at high speed, he was not sleepy at all. Instead, he felt more energetic.

He wanted to practice swordplay for a while, but if he did so now and alarmed his mother, she might come and hit him on the head in the middle of the night.

After thinking for a while, he took out a booklet that had been written most of the time. On the cover of the booklet was "Yunshan Ji: Biography of Yujue Sanren".

This is the biography of Yu Jue Mountain that Geng Xingshuang had always wanted to read, so Yang Qingmo naturally had to write it for her. However, the content in it had almost nothing to do with the battle at Yu Jue Mountain. Of course, he had seen the terrain and scenery of Yu Jue Mountain with his own eyes.

He understood that although his fiancée was quite interested in the battle at Yujue Mountain, he could find a time to talk to her about it in general, but it would not be easy to put it into writing.

As for her, as long as she sees a story with twists and turns, a tense rhythm, and fantasy and weirdness, she will be satisfied.

They returned to Ningdu on the fifth day of the first lunar month. On the sixth and seventh days, both Zhu Yan and Geng Xingshuang recuperated at home. Of course, they also welcomed waves of visitors, and many relatives and friends received invitations from the Anping Earl's Mansion, inviting them to attend the coming-of-age ceremony of the sixth daughter of the Geng family.

Of course, many relatives and friends had already known the news directly or indirectly from the spring outing organized by the Sixth Princess, and were ready to attend the coming-of-age ceremony.

Except for Concubine Geng from Prince Ping's Mansion.