The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

"Han Qingzhou! Stop, I!"

Han Shiyan heard a roar in the courtyard, the hand holding the pen shook, and a drop of thick ink fell on the half-written note he had just written.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he spent three years writing one hundred and twenty-seven letters proposing to marry him, and argued with Zhang Chunting one hundred and eighty times in the imperial study, before he obtained the consent of his uncle and married Gu Shiwei. .

He remembered the thunder and lightning in Bianjing City that day, the day suddenly turned into night, the flying sand and stones were like monsters coming out of the cage, and the strong wind raised a total of 108 bluestone floor tiles in Bianjing City...

Wu Jiang, who was greeting the bride, and Wei Changming, who was seeing her off, were like frightened pheasants, flapping their wings and making a crackle louder than firecrackers. They were jumping around to flatten the raised road, as if someone had stepped on it. One piece, that is a loss!
It was the first time for the common people in Bianjing City to see so many big red robes from the Imperial City Division dispatched together. They were as surprised as if they had caught a glimpse of the Night Parade of Hundreds of Ghosts.

The Han clan's sleeves were blown up by the wind because they had no strength to tie the chicken. In order to prevent being swept away by the evil wind, those who hugged the pillars hugged the pillars, those who picked up the doorframes, and those who were younger and thick-skinned hugged the door. The stone lions did not let go, and just greeted the kiss in front of the door.

Gu Shiwei didn't sit in a sedan or carriage, but rode a little jujube that fluttered along the ground and walked side by side with him.

The two of them wore wedding clothes and entered the house and became a married couple.

After that, people in Bianjing City changed their expressions when they mentioned the wedding banquet. No one could help but think of this couple who were like a hurricane passing by.

After getting married, he thought that Gu Shiwei needed more care after recovering from a serious illness, and he had to take care of the Yushitai, while Gu Shiwei had to be in charge of the Imperial City Department, so he had no intention of thinking about heirs. It took three years before Han Qingzhou was born in an accident.

On the day Han Qingzhou was born, many people in Bianjing City put away their clothes early, fearing that there would be another thunder and lightning.

Fortunately, the sky was clear and cloudless that day.

Thinking of the unforgettable solitude he had with Gu Shiwei at the foot of the cliff that day, he named the child Qingzhou. After all, there is no girl from a good family called Bamboo Raft.

Han Shiyan put down his pen and sighed helplessly. He dusted off the folds on his clothes, stood up and walked down the small building.

Just when they arrived at the door of the first floor, a fiery red figure rushed into his arms. Han Shiyan subconsciously supported her. The figure seemed to have found a supporter and hugged his neck, "Dad!"

Han Shiyan rubbed Han Qingzhou's round head, and his eyelids twitched. As expected, there were another one, two, three, four, five, six, seven people in the yard who came to ask for an explanation.

The old Prince Zhao, who lived opposite, put his hands on his hips and panted, "Han Qingzhou! You little devil! You pulled the hair off the tail of my chicken again!"

He was getting older, and he finally dumped the big pot of Zongzheng Temple six years ago and wanted to spend his old age peacefully.

I don't want the devil to live in front of my house. One day he will pluck chicken feathers and the next he will lift tiles. He will chase people and get on top of others. After several exercises, his body has become strong and powerful, but he has taken a basket of pills to save his heart. basket.

"What are chicken feathers? She pulled out the golden teeth of the stone lion in front of my house and blocked them with vegetable leaves!"

Wang Yushi chuckled, stood aside with his arms folded, and watched Han Shiyan shriveled up with interest.

What is the reincarnation of heaven and earth? No matter how Han Shiyan kills everyone in the morning, he will be besieged by everyone at home and become a little bitter melon.

The anger I received from Han Shiyan in the morning, plus the anger I received from Han Qingzhou at noon, combined, they can come to the door to vent their anger! Who can tell whether it is a loss or a profit?

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When Han Shiyan listened to the accusations of his colleagues, the veins on his forehead throbbed and hurt.

He and Gu Shinwei were busy with errands and often had to go out of Bianjing. Han Qingzhou was still too young to travel. When they were not at home, they would either follow her grandparents around the capital, or they would be killed by Wu Jiang and Wei Changsheng. Take him to the palace to run wild, or go to Pingdan Tower and follow the Jianghu people to fight everywhere...

This child was not afraid of anything. In addition, all the civil and military officials in the dynasty were almost relatives of her. After being pampered and pampered, she became a demon king.

"Han Qingzhou!"

Han Qingzhou covered his eyes with his fleshy hands, secretly looked between his nails, and shouted, "Dad! Grandfather said this is a family tradition!"

Han Shiyan looked at her face that looked so much like Gu Shiwei's. He knew that she had made a mistake and was trying to win sympathy, but he still felt soft-hearted. He reached out and patted her on the back, "When your mother comes back, I will beat you." "

Han Qingzhou was causing trouble everywhere, and Wei Changming was worried that she would be bullied, so he took her to every tile in Bianjing City. Therefore, her swordsmanship was not very good, but her escape skills such as Qinggong were already perfect.

In the capital city of Manbian, there were countless people who could outrun her, and Gu Shiwei was one of them.

Hearing the word "A Niang", Han Qingzhou's ears twitched and he immediately jumped off Han Shiyan. She obediently saluted everyone, "I'm sorry, it's all Qingzhou's fault!"

Old Prince Zhao's anger dissipated instantly, and he knew that Gu Shiwei was back without looking back.

When Gu Jijian was around, the fat little girl in front of him was so well-educated, like a fairy child in the sky. Judging from those big watery eyes, she is the perfect candidate for the future crown princess.

Old Prince Zhao thought about it and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In the past, he had to worry about Zhang Chunting marrying the queen, and in the future he would have to worry about Zhao Yi finding the crown princess. Although no one had mentioned this matter, the first name on his booklet of candidates for the crown princess was Han Qingzhou. But he was deeply worried that if Han Qingzhou became the princess in the future, Zhao Yi might have his hair plucked by her, just like the big rooster in his family.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, the old Prince Zhao chuckled, led Wang Yushi and a group of "debt collectors", greased the soles of his feet and started walking quickly.

Just kidding, they dared to anger Han Shiyan, because a gentleman talks but doesn't do anything.

They did not dare to be angry with the fierce sword, because the general did not speak.

Chang Guan, who finally learned to laugh without saying a word, immediately followed him and went to discuss compensation issues in a familiar manner.

"Han Qingzhou, you are causing trouble again, go and swing your sword under the pear tree a thousand times!"

Han Qingzhou stuck out his tongue, picked up his small wooden sword, and swung it obediently.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the lotus leaf chicken in Gu Shiwei's hand, and his little arms were waving more and more vigorously!

Gu Shinwei handed the lotus leaf chicken to Han Shiyan and smiled, "I happened to go to Nancheng today to run an errand and passed by Caozi Alley. You like to eat the Liangji lotus leaf chicken. I originally wanted to buy the Zhang Aniu white sugar cake next door. It’s a pity that I got there late and they were all sold out.”

Han Shiyan took it and pushed Gu Shinwei's messy hair behind her ears.

Although they have been married for many years and their children are now six years old, they still love each other as much as before and have the same tacit understanding as before.

In the past few years, they worked together to solve major cases and investigate corrupt officials, and even went to a real martial arts competition together. On the top of Mount Hua, he saw with his own eyes that Gu Shiwei became the true number one in the world.

"Well, we have cooked lotus seed soup in the kitchen, and it goes well with this chicken with lotus leaves. Today, the official told me that I want to go to the palace to study in Qingzhou. It will be better if I see Yu in charge."

When Han Qingzhou heard Han Jianyu's name, the long sword in his hand tilted and almost hit the pear tree.

Han Jianyu is the eldest son of his uncle Han Jingyan, and he is currently accompanying Prince Zhao Yi in the palace. Han Jianyu's father Xiao had a very calm temperament. When she was three years old, she drew a turtle on the official memorial of her uncle. As a result, Han Jianyu told her from the beginning of Pangu that she would eat a large plate of chicken for lunch today...

Don't talk about her, every child in Bianjing is afraid of Han Jianyu.

"Are you going with your brother and Wu Zhengbei? And sister Peilan..."

Yu Yu, whose surname is Wang, is the most outstanding grandson of Wang Yihe, the governor of Kaifeng. When Han Qingzhou was practicing Qinggong last year, he accidentally stepped on the roof and fell directly onto Wang Yu's dining table... just like that. The two became familiar with each other.

Wu Zhengbei is the eldest son of Wu Jiang, and his second son Wu Zhengxi is only three years old. As for Peilan, she is Li Sansi's daughter.

"Han Qingzhou, swing your sword well!" Gu Shiwei adjusted her sword-swinging posture angrily and funny.

Seeing that he could not be lazy, Han Qingzhou's expression suddenly became solemn and he started practicing his sword in an orderly manner.

Gu Shinwei looked at it and walked towards Han Shiyan. The food scene on the first floor of their small building was completely different from before. In the past, there was only Bianjing, but now half of the country in Dayong has been eaten by them.

After a thousand swings, it was already dark.

After Han Qingzhou finished bathing and changing clothes, Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan were already waiting with lanterns.

"Dad, which restaurant should we eat tonight?"

As Han Qingzhou spoke, she rushed over with bright eyes. She stood beside Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan in a familiar manner, took her parents' big hands, waved them in the air a few times, and couldn't help but swallow.

"Mom, I feel like I can eat a cow now!"

The corners of Gu Shinwei's mouth raised. She looked at Han Shiyan and said, "Let's eat dumplings."

"It's good to eat dumplings! Mom, uncle also likes to eat dumplings. Let's buy some more. I will bring them to uncle to eat when we go to the palace tomorrow!"

"Aniang! Wu Zhengbei had a fight with Sister Peilan the day before yesterday and broke the big water tank at Uncle Li's house! When he got back, he was punished by kneeling down!"

"My brother said that in his grandpa's small shrine, there are portraits of my father and mother...his grandpa secretly pays homage to me whenever he encounters a difficult case!"

"Aunt... the queen's aunt was rolling on the bed and said that my uncle was getting more and more beautiful! At that time, Wu Zhengbei and I were hiding under the bed!"

Gu Shiwei looked at the little girl's mouth that opened and closed, then stuffed a bunch of dumplings into it. The world finally became quiet, and Gu Shiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Shiyan on the side looked at this scene with tenderness in his heart. He thought that there was another picture of happiness in his album. (End of chapter)