From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 59 The Coming Prince (2)

Holding the hydrangea in his hands and looking up, the fifth brother still smiled unfathomably, the breeze was blowing, and his long black hair swept over the delicate petals of the hydrangea, silky and smooth like fine silk.

Feng Yuran looked at it with a smile, the beauties and the flowers complement each other, if it is said that the beauties are like flowers, it is better to say that the flowers adorn the beauties.

"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

Shaking his head, lighting the paper fan, Feng Yuran only read a few sentences, and then stopped talking, only said inscrutablely: "The remaining two sentences, let the emperor read to you!"

After saying that, he stood up and left. The boy's back has become thick and tall, and he looks more and more like a man.

Swallowing the last mouthful of green dumplings, Ye Xiaoxiao also turned and left, leaving the little eunuch to clean up the mess.

When school was over, Feng Xinran hurriedly caught up with her and grabbed her arm: "Little sister, are the green dumplings delicious?"

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded with a smile: "Brother Xie, what the old lady made is really unique in the world, and it's delicious."

Feng Xinran couldn't help raising her eyebrows and smiling, revealing the joy in her heart.

Tender Rabbit blinked and looked at it, unnaturally thinking of that person who always looked indifferent, that person, who never showed joy.

"Father's birthday, will my little sister come?"

Behind her back, Feng Xinran couldn't help asking, she nodded, "Yes."

Not only was she going, but all the nobles above the third grade in the capital had to go, as well as their family members, etc. This was the rule, even if it was so, Feng Xinran couldn't help but cheer up.

Ye Xiaoxiao turned around coldly. At the age of five, she couldn't see what it meant to be surrounded by these people. At that time, she just thought that her brothers were willing to play with her. Now she understands, that Layers like behind, exactly what it means.

The family's carriage stopped at the most beautiful place where the hibiscus bloomed. The fourth brother Ye Hua picked up a full-bloomed hibiscus and sniffed it gently at the tip of her nose. With his gaudy long gown, he really looked like a pretty boy. Yingying and Yanyan around couldn't help coming over, throwing handkerchiefs, melons and fruits, and Ye Hua accepted them all with a smile, waiting for her sister to come over. , He has already stored a bunch of fruits in his arms, and he is still biting a yellow-orange pear in his mouth, how funny it is.

Ye Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly: "Fourth brother, go home, I guess daddy will come back soon."

The emperor celebrates his birthday, and it is an integer birthday, so father will definitely go back to Beijing to celebrate. He only hopes that there will be fewer people looking for trouble when the time comes.

Ye Hua smiled, threw all the fruits to the boy, jumped onto the tall horse, and drove away with a whip.

Behind the crowd, Wang Qi looked at the carriage leaving behind, snorted, and also pulled Zhu Yunbi: "Let's go, let's pick out jewelry."

Zhu Yunbi responded obediently, glanced coldly at the carriage waiting for the public, then turned and left with the people.

Sure enough, a few days later, Ye Cheng rushed back to Chang'an from Youzhou. The old man was in good spirits, and Ye Qin followed closely behind. After six years of training in the frontier, the 23-year-old Ye Qin had already faded from her greenness, and became more handsome and straight, with facial features The polished knife is average, the eyebrows are deep, and the figure is straight.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao!" As soon as the old man entered the door, he looked for his youngest daughter everywhere. The thrilling night of the Ghost Festival six years ago had already made Ye Cheng very worried. , Take that man out and beat him with five hundred army sticks until he dies!

"Daddy!" The little girl ran out from the depths of the wisteria corridor with her skirt in her hand, and threw herself into Ye Cheng's arms with a smile. Not here, have you ever been naughty?"

The little girl shook her head: "Xiaoxiao is so good, my husband said, next year I will be able to go to the Imperial Academy."

"Okay!" Ye Cheng boasted, and suddenly pulled his face down again: "If I let the old man know who is behind your back, I will definitely let them die forever!"

Seeing Daddy puffing his beard and staring, with a look of aggression on his face, the little rabbit quickly put his arms around Daddy's neck and coaxed him: "They have to dare too, Daddy, Daddy taught me little kung fu!"

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and carried the rabbit all the way into the main room.

Four of the five sons came back, the fifth son went out to work and couldn't come back for a while, and the fourth son was dressed up in fancy clothes, and I first got a hard look from my father.

Ye Hua shivered, then looked at her sister, and sure enough, she saw Ye Xiaoxiao holding his father's hand: "Daddy, you are tired from the journey, please sit down and rest quickly, Daddy, what gift did you bring to the Emperor Long Live?"

Two sentences, the first sentence made the old man happy, the second sentence made Ye Cheng completely distracted, he only focused on answering the girl's question, and didn't even look at Ye Hua.

The fourth child wiped his sweat and let out a long breath, but met his eldest brother with a knife-like gaze.

I haven't seen him in six years, but the elder brother's murderous aura is even heavier. Standing there, he is like a machete that can walk. Just the aura of his body can kill people invisible.

Not only Ye Hua, but also Ye Shu shuddered, recalling whether he had bullied his sister in the past six years.

After counting with ten fingers, Ye Shu was relieved. It seemed that there was nothing.

Outside Chang'an City, a carriage approached slowly. The 21-year-old Feng Junran was still leaning on the cushion indifferently, looking at the "Doctrine of the Mean" in his hand with his slender eyes. , The strong body is included in the tight-fitting narrow-sleeve Hu suit, whether it is the full forearm or the broad shoulders, it can be seen at a glance.

"Master, we've arrived in Chang'an."

Hearing this, he lifted up the curtain and looked up. The majestic and towering city walls of Chang'an City stood far away on the long plain. Walk afterwards.

Feng Junran hummed indifferently, then put down the curtain again, and said in a mature and hoarse voice, "Go into the city."

Without guards of honor and no one going out of the city to greet him, Feng Junran kept a low profile like a commoner visiting relatives, with only a carriage and a few bundles, and as soon as he entered the city gate, secret letters would be sent to the various mansions in the capital. But there was only one sentence written on the note: "Pingyang King has entered the city."

On the teahouse, the man standing outside the Imperial College and looking at Ye Xiaoxiao's back also raised the corners of his mouth at this moment, watching the carriage slowly entering Chang'an City and walking along Zhuque Street, he chuckled: "Pingyang Wang Qiansui is really Low-key and ruthless."

The man is tall and tall, with black hair, full of nobility in his gestures, different from the tough and unrestrained Western Jin Dynasty, the man has a clear and elegant look of Jiangnan water town, and even the children who serve him are quite delicate. After sending a word, I only alertly refilled people with tea. The teacup was at room temperature, but the tea was always full.

"Boy, do you think we should look for King Pingyang first or the beauty first?"

The boy raised his eyelids and glared at his master Su Ziyu, but without answering, Su Ziyu said to himself: "Well, it's better to be a beauty."

　There are fewer tickets, woo woo woo, people don't rely on it... Spoofing, rolling around and relying on ING...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)