Pastoral fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 918 0920 Marquis of Weiyuan
Xiao Zetian glanced at the old butler who greeted him alone, a dimness that was not easy to detect flashed across his eyes, stepped into the door, and said, "Where are father and mother?"

The old housekeeper said: "Master Hou is in the study, and he said he was discussing matters with several colleagues. Please don't rush to see Master Hou, wash and rest first. Mrs. Hou went to burn incense in a temple on the outskirts of the capital the day before yesterday. came back."

As the old butler spoke, he secretly looked at the face of his eldest son.

Xiao Zetian's expression was very calm, he couldn't see any joy or anger, he just hummed lightly, and walked quickly to his courtyard.

The old butler looked at the broad back of his heir from the back, and couldn't help sighing, saying that he knew that Xiao Zetian, the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion, had made great military exploits and had great power in the court, and even the emperor once praised Marquis Weiyuan's ability to teach his son in public. , to teach such a promising son.

As for the other people in the Great Jin Dynasty, from princes and nobles to ordinary people, who wouldn't want their son to be as promising as Xiao Zetian!
Xiao Zetian is the "children of other people" of the whole people.

But only the people in the Marquis of Weiyuan know how this General Xiao, whose other parents would like to recognize him as his son, is not taken seriously in front of his own parents.

Marquis Weiyuan treats his son, in fact, he can't be said to be bad, he doesn't leave behind what he should give, but only the relationship between father and son, lacking the intimacy of ordinary people, seems very estranged.

As for Mrs. Hou, although she has only such an only son, Mrs. Hou has a cold temper. When her son was young, she built a Buddhist hall in the Hou's mansion, where she ate fast and recited Buddha's name when she had nothing to do, and often went to temples outside. I stayed here for half a month, and I didn't care about my son.

No, my son didn't come home for two years, and just after he came back, neither Marquis Weiyuan nor Mrs. Marquis showed up. As for things like cleaning up the dust, there was no master to manage it, and the people below did not dare to overstep.

So when Xiao Zetian returned to the mansion, the mansion looked deserted.

The old housekeeper thought about it, Xiao Zetian had gone far away, the old housekeeper hurriedly chased after him, secretly looked at Shizi's face, and saw that Shizi didn't show too much sadness and disappointment.

Thinking about being here for so many years, I have already gotten used to it. I used to go out to fight for a few years and didn't come back, and I was treated like this when I came back.

Xiao Zetian has his own yard, which is not small, strictly speaking, it is the largest in the Hou Mansion.

The furnishings inside are very simple, because Xiao Zetian doesn't like complicated things, it looks like a soldier's style.

The front of the yard is spacious and can be used for martial arts training. There is a large shooting range at the back, and the horse farm is connected to the back.

The yard has two entrances, the front is the hall, the study and a small kitchen, and the back is the bedroom and the wing room. There are no maids in the house, only a few maids to clean up, and two servants to take care of the daily life.

And because Xiao Zetian was not at home all year round, the woman and servants I saw when I came back today were not the same people as the ones I saw when I left home last time.

But Xiao Zetian didn't care about this, he entered the room, a servant prepared bath water, took a bath, the old housekeeper ordered someone to serve food, Xiao Zetian was hungry, and ate alone.

When Xiao Zetian was eating, the old butler stood by and watched, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

The old butler was the son of the Xiao family, and he had been in the mansion since he was a child, and he watched Xiao Zetian grow up.

Sometimes the old housekeeper wondered: such a good son, and the only son, why don't Master Hou and Madam Hou feel more distressed?

(End of this chapter)