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Chapter 328 Daily Life
When Ji Fushou returned home in three dynasties, the British government prepared generous gifts. Seeing these gifts, Ji Hongzhuo and the clan elders were a little relieved. It seemed that at least the British government valued A Shou.

Then Chi Qiguang accepted the baptism of Ji's man's eyes. Chi Qiguang felt funny in his heart. On the way back, he sat in the carriage, hugged Ji Fushou and leaned on her shoulder with a low smile.

"Did you see it just now? Your eldest brother's eyes seem to want to see me from the inside out. Every time the clan elders see my pale face, they will secretly frown and worry."

When thinking about coming back again, the Ji family stuffed several wooden boxes for them to bring back. When they opened it, they found that it was full of precious medicinal materials. It's so kind of you."

Ji Fushou patted his hand lightly, knowing that he was thinking of the members of the Qi clan, and comforted him softly: "You are loved by others, your parents love you, the Cui family loves you, and I will love you too in the future."

Chi Qiguang kissed her, and replied in a low voice, "Okay, then you must love me wholeheartedly in the future, and you are the only one in this world who can help me remember them together."

Ji Fushou didn't speak any more, and nestled in his arms with peace of mind, and the two of them became quiet for a while.

After the three dynasties returned home, Cui found Ji Fushou, and wanted to hand over all the cards and account books of the family to her, and let her be the master of the house. Ji Fushou was very moved by this value and intention, but she was still very firm. refused.

"Mother, I'm young, how can I manage such a big Duke's mansion? You should take care of it."

It's hard to talk about it, so I declined the matter of being in charge of Zhongfu.

When the Englishman came back in the afternoon, he saw that his wife had brought out the account book and the pair of cards, and she was still looking worried, so she couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

Cui sighed, "I want to hand over the gift to Ah Shou today, thinking that with me on the side to give her instructions, she can suppress the old man in the mansion and take over the gift smoothly, and the result is that She refuses to answer anything. I didn't use middle feed to test her, I was worried that the child would think too much. "

Mr. Ying remembered that his eldest son came to him two days ago and told him something about Ji Fushou. He knew that this daughter-in-law was not an ordinary person, and such trivial things as the family's gift would not be in her eyes, but he certainly would not Talking straight to his wife like this, he only smiled and said: "Aren't you looking forward to having a grandson sooner? You handed in the middle to give it to her, what if it delays your holding a grandson?"

Mrs. Cui was startled, and suddenly said 'Oh', showing a dazed expression, "The master reminded me that it will take a month or two to get started, so it will be delayed? I will take care of it and let her Take good care of your body and give birth to a grandson as soon as possible, so that I can have a grandson."

Thinking of her grandson in the future, Mrs. Cui is no longer worried, she is full of energy, and she ate half a bowl for dinner at night. The British Duke asked her curiously, and she still plausibly said, "I have to take care of my body, and I have to help take care of the children when the time comes." Woolen cloth."

The British Duke couldn't stop laughing, there are so many servants in the family, how can she take care of the children herself?But seeing her smiling, she was so happy.

After almost half a month, Ji Fushou received a summons from Nighthawk.

"Li Shihong now knows who the biological father of the child is."

Chi Qiguang was painting at that time, and he drew pictures of beauties. The beauties are naturally Ji Fushou. Thousands of troops and horses led the army to fight.

He told Ji Fushou that he would paint all of her in his impression until he could no longer lift a pen, and then these portraits would follow him into the tomb as a funeral.

While saying this, he was still looking at Ji Fushou eagerly, Ji Fushou was amused and angry, shook his head helplessly, and sighed with a smile: "Okay, I will draw you too, and when the time comes, I will draw you A portrait of me was buried with me."

Chi Qiguang was still watching eagerly, Ji Fushou had no choice but to say, "I will draw as many pictures as you have drawn."

Now, Chi Qiguang was finally satisfied.

Ji Fushou sometimes felt in a trance that he was raising a child, and his behavior always made her feel funny.

"Li Shihong knows? Then what's his reaction?" Chi Qiguang focused his attention, with a casual tone.

"He has endured it." Ji Fushou came to him, looked at the painting he was about to finish, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is a picture of her wearing armor, holding a silver gun, and riding on a big white horse. There are thousands of horses and horses in front of her. It can be seen that she alone is invincible and brave. She couldn't help applauding, "Okay." !"

Ji Fushou stopped talking, and when Chi Qiguang got better, he admired the painting.

Chi Qiguang was very satisfied with this painting, and planned to find someone to frame it tomorrow, and thought, why not go back and find an old master to learn how to mount a painting, he thought that he would even do it himself in the future.

"I also have news from my side that Li Shihong has invited Wang Jian to the restaurant twice within five days."

Chi Qiguang took Ji Fushou's hand, came a while later, washed his hands, and peeled a pomegranate for her to eat.

"Li Shihong actually has a very flexible mind. He is a foreigner and cannot get in touch with the First Prince's Concubine. Wang Jian is the First Prince's right-hand man, and he is also very important to the First Prince's Concubine. I think he wants to tell the prince about this matter. Jian, I want to inform the eldest princess about this matter through Wang Jian."

Just after thinking about it, the two of them guessed Li Shihong's wishful thinking.

"It's just that he is not small in courage. If Wang Jian is not my man, if he dares to reveal this matter, he will soon be known by the eldest prince, and then cause trouble to his upper body. It is not impossible to kill him." Chi Qiguang With a calm expression, he fed Ji Fushou pomegranates with toothpicks.

Ji Fushou spat out the seeds, and shook his head slightly, "I guess he won't tell Wang Jian about this straightforwardly. You said he invited Wang Jian to drink twice in the past few days? When did he invite Wang Jian?" of?"

Chi Qiguang raised his eyebrows, "It's all at noon. You mean, he will invite Wang Jian to drink first, and when Wang Jian gets used to eating, he will find a chance to get Wang Jian drunk, and then send Wang Jian to drink. Settling down in that mansion, let him hear with his own eyes the affair between the eldest prince and Fang Zhenzhen?"

Chi Qiguang quickly shook his head again, "No, that house was also bought by Li Shihong, the eldest prince can find out if he checks, and he will still expose himself."

Ji Fushou frowned, quite curious, "I really want to know what method Li Shihong will use to let Wang Jian know about this without exposing himself."

About a month later, Ji Fushou got the news before Chi Qiguang.

"I know what method Li Shihong used to let Wang Jian know about this."

(End of this chapter)