Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

Chapter 545 Chapter 545, meeting friends

There were salutes all the way, and it was very lively, but Gu Xiuran felt very lonely.

If there is something worthy of his happiness, it is probably because it is only one street away from Nan Jin's mansion.

At this moment, his girl should be happily buried in her mother's arms.

And he has finally left the Princess's mansion, and he can finally do what he wants to do.

Maybe he can't make Zhao Qianhe and Song Guohui feel better now, but at least he won't make them feel better.

……

In the small Buddha Hall of the Princess' Mansion, Song Guohui still looked the same as five years ago, and he did not look old at all.

When Qinglin came, Song Guohui was knocking on the wooden fish in front of him repeatedly.

Seeing this, Qinglin didn't dare to make any movement, and just stood silently on one side.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Guohui's wooden fish finally stopped.

Finally, he opened his closed eyes, stretched out his hand to one side, and Qinglin quickly stepped forward to support him.

Song Guohui stood up with strength, then stroked the hem of his clothes, walked to a chair beside him and sat down.

"came back?"

"Yes, the young master is back. His Majesty rewarded him with a lot of property and a mansion. He was awarded the rank of second-rank chariot and cavalry general and served in Beizhen Fusi."

"Heh..." Song Guohui laughed after listening, "Zhao Xiong really dared to employ people more and more, so he put Xiuran into the Fusi of Beizhen, because he really thought that Xiuran's rootless duckweed would do something for him. Can't he use it?"

Qinglin didn't answer the words, this is not what he should answer.

"What about people?"

"Going to the new mansion."

"This is so heartless, I don't even come to see my father when I come back." Although it was a curse, Song Guohui said with a smile, "But it's okay, okay, cough..." Song Guohui coughed twice Voice.

"Master." Qinglin stepped forward with some worry.

Song Guohui waved his hand, "It's okay, it's just a little wind and cold, it can last for a few more years."

Qinglin stood there without moving.

"I just came back, I still need to calm down, you go tell him, let him come back to see my father when he has time, I have something to say to him."

"Yes."

……

"Nanyang."

"Ice jade."

When Shen Bingyu came, Nan Jin had just finished rest and got up.

The two sisters, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, immediately hugged each other.

Shen Bingyu specially waited until the afternoon to come.

At noon, Nan Jin just came back, she went to the gate of the city to see, she was really heroic.

She knew that Nan Jin was going to enter the palace, so she just stood there and watched without disturbing her.

And at noon, Nan Jin definitely wanted to catch up with her mother, and she didn't want to disturb the mother and daughter's reunion, and Nan Jin must be tired when she came back and needed to rest, so she deliberately waited until this time to come.

"Nanyang, I miss you so much, I don't even know who I'm playing with when you're not here."

"Cousin, what you said is not good, just like I am not human."

Five years later, Zhao Yuanzhe is no longer the kid he was five years ago. He came with Shen Bingyu, but he didn't enter the courtyard.

It wasn't until now that I heard the two sisters talking, and then I walked into the yard, holding a fan and swinging like a flirtatious young man.

Xu Ziqian followed behind him, holding a sword in his hand, and his face was colder than five years ago, or it would be more appropriate to say that his face was paralyzed.

"Little Zhezi." When Nan Jin saw Zhao Yuanzhe, she excitedly let go of Shen Bingyu and rushed over. Seeing that she was about to rush forward, she seemed to have thought of something and stopped in her tracks, "Long time no see."

"What little Zhezi, called Cousin Jiu, who calls me like a father-in-law." Zhao Yuanzhe looked disgusted, but he didn't bother about why Nan Jin stopped suddenly.

Nan Jin ignored Zhao Yuanzhe, looked at Xu Ziqian, raised his hand and waved, "Xu Ziqian."

Xu Ziqian raised his hands and cupped his fists to salute Nan Jin, "Princess."

Shen Bingyu came over and took Nan Jin's arm, "I really miss you, tell us about Youzhou."

In the past few years, we have exchanged letters, but there are some things that are inconvenient to say in letters.

"It's not urgent. I was going to send someone to deliver the food to you when I woke up. Since the person is here, you can take it back by yourself. You can also stay and eat at night, and then go back after eating."

After saying that, Nan Jin turned around and took a few people to the small warehouse in her yard.

"Bring me a gift?" Shen Bingyu raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Well, after the war ended, I went to many places with the fleet. I saw good things and thought you would like them, so I bought them, and you took them back. If you don't like them, you can leave them to me, but I think you should like them. I bought it according to your preferences."

"I want it too. I'm sure I'll like what you bought." Shen Bingyu looked blunt, but in fact she didn't want to waste Nan Jin's intentions. After all, Nan Jin scoured for her everywhere, whether she likes it or not, it's a thought.

When Zhao Yuanzhe came in earlier, he was still pretending to be reserved, but now he heard that there was something good, and he stretched his neck eagerly to look at it, but he didn't say a word in order to maintain his mature personality.

Xu Ziqian who was beside him shook his head helplessly and said nothing.

"These are all for you. Look, didn't you say you like flowers? I bought you everything related to flowers."

After entering the house, Nan Jin took Shen Bingyu to open the box.

The presents are all divided by Nan Jin, so it's good for Nan Jin to open them in one place.

"Wow, so beautiful." The hosta flowers in the first box amazed Shen Bingyu.

After one after another, Shen Bingyu hugged Nan Jin directly and gave her a smack on the face, she was so in love.

Seeing Nan Jin leading Shen Bingyu into the room and opening boxes one after another, Zhao Yuanzhe, who was carrying a mature figure, finally couldn't hold back, so he put away his fan and squeezed over, "Xiao Jin'er, where are mine?" , you can't be partial."

Still familiar with the tune, Nan Jin looked sideways at Zhao Yuanzhe, "I thought you'd have to pretend for a while, so why don't you?"

"What to pretend? You don't know what I am. There is nothing to pretend. Come on, where are my presents? Didn't I just say that I have them all?" Zhao Yuanzhe really couldn't wait.

Nan Jin shook her head helplessly, led Zhao Yuanzhe to the other side, and waved her hand, "This is all yours, see for yourself."

Most of Zhao Yuanzhe's things were weapons, so he could tell what they were at a glance. He turned around excitedly and wanted to hug Nan Jin, but Nan Jin reflexively took a step back, "Just look at things, don't touch them."

Zhao Yuanzhe didn't think much about it, and said what he wanted to say, "Sure enough, Xiao Jin'er is better."

As he said that, he went to pick up his invisible gifts.

"Ziqian, these are for you, some paintings and calligraphy."

Xu Ziqian was surprised for a moment, as if he didn't expect to have it himself, then he clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you Princess."

"There are no outsiders, so don't be so polite. You have changed, and you have become more and more disciplined. Zhao Yuanzhe has eaten for nothing for five years, and it is still the same."

(End of this chapter)