The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The king of England summoned him to see Yan's second son.

Yan Laoer walked through the palace with the others, and he was in a daze.

meet him? Why!

When he got to the place, the second Yan got up his spirits and knelt down to salute. When he called out, he didn't have time to look at King Ying, and looked at his teacher first.

Master Tian nodded slightly towards his disciple, his eyes comforting.

Most of Yan's nervousness went away immediately.

The King of England had a very lenient attitude. He first asked a few questions about when he would be registered in Huju, how he was opening up wasteland, and whether he could still adapt to Guanzhou. Then he asked about the destruction of Huju City that day.

Yan Lao Er knows everything and has told the truth.

He lowered his head and held his breath to answer.

There is a feeling in the dark that the King Ying who is sitting upright seems to be a little angry.

Hearing that he was the one who saved Mr. Tian from being killed at the city gate, King Ying sighed and said in a harmonious voice, "You did a good job."

Immediately, Yan Laoer noticed that the lingering anger surrounding King Ying's body had subsided a little.

Only then did he dare to take a deep look and remembered the appearance of the King of England.

After that, he told all the things he had experienced, and the King of England didn't ask any more questions.

After explaining everything, Master Tian winked at him.

Mr. Yan understood, and quickly retreated after saluting.

When he walked out of the house, his whole body felt a little numb, and no one took him back after standing for a while.

Look around, there is no one, but it is clean.

After thinking about it, he waited in place, waiting for the teacher to come out before walking together.

The teacher's voice could be faintly heard in the room, it seemed that he was talking about something quickly with agitation, but he tried to lower his voice so as not to be heard clearly.

The King of England seemed to talk very little.

Then the teacher's voice became softer.

He looked boredly at the yard he was in.

This should be a side courtyard, small and elegant, with bowl-sized round leaves floating in the water tank in the courtyard, and the water lilies have been destroyed, after being cleaned, only the last bit of greenery remains.

There are melon vines climbing on both sides of the courtyard wall, climbing all the way to the eaves of the wall, and there are still a few gourds that have not been picked, hanging quietly on it.

The corridor is ingeniously connected with a wooden pavilion. There are tables and chairs in the pavilion, and teapots and cups are placed on the table.

Yan Laoer can imagine the picture of the prince sitting in this pavilion drinking tea alone, which is quite comfortable.

The door of the next room opened suddenly, which startled Yan Lao Er.

A middle-aged man with a white face and no beard walked quickly, glanced at him, and walked into the room he came out of before.

Not long after, he stepped back and left, and after a while, he came back with a box.

Standing at the door, bowed his head and waited.

Yan Laoer was a little embarrassed, and stepped back a little to distance himself from the person.

After waiting for a while, the teacher finally came out.

The bowed middle-aged man knew who was walking out of the door without even raising his head, and said through a choked voice, "Master Tian, ​​this is from the prince."

well? Why are you pinching your throat?

Yan Laoer seemed to understand the identity of this middle-aged man, so he couldn't help but take another look at him.

I saw that this person was a little lower, holding the wooden box with both hands and holding it high.

"Thank you, father-in-law." Elder Tian was very polite and took it with both hands.

He said in a low voice, "Please thank you, my lord, on behalf of me."

The father-in-law lowered his head with his chest in his arms and was about to step down.

Yan Lao Er rushed over and gave him a hand: "This father-in-law, be careful where you step."

Feeling the extra thing in his hand, he looked at the steps that were still some distance away from him. The middle-aged man gave Yan Laoer a meaningful look, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

"Thank you sir."

"Don't dare, I don't have any fame yet, you can just call me Yan Er, and I'll be the second at home." Yan Laoer said quickly.

"It turned out to be the second son of Yan." The father-in-law smiled and said, "Master Tian, ​​our family will send you off, please."

"Thank you, Eunuch."

...

"Wang Gonggong, you don't look like someone in your fifties at all. You don't look old. You look forty at most."

"Hey, Second Young Master Yan, please don't coax me. I'm not so young. I was fine a few years ago. I'm really getting old in the past few years."

"Really? That probably has something to do with the weather in Guanzhou. Look at my face. It's so dry that I can't see it even when the wind blows. If you don't mind the ointment my daughter brought me Just try it, it’s not something expensive, it’s a cheap product used by our country people.”

"How good is this, and it took your things."

"Ordinary people, I'm too embarrassed to take it out. Isn't this just looking at your face? Let's hurry up and talk about it. It just so happens that I have it and you can use it, hehe!"

"Then I will accept it." Wang Gonggong smiled and said naturally: "In the future, the second son of Yan will come with Mr. Tian, ​​and send a letter to our family first. Our family takes care of the prince's daily life, and knows the time best. , Come back when you get an answer, lest Mr. Tian wait for a long time..."

Yan Laoer's eyes lit up.

"It's too much trouble for you!" He asked hesitantly: "Wang Gonggong listens to the accent, isn't his hometown from Qishan Mansion? Don't be offended if you hear wrong..."

"Our family is from Qishan Mansion." The prince said fairly.

"It's such a coincidence!" The joy that burst into Yan's eyes seemed to have substance: "Our hometown is also in Qishan Mansion."

Eunuch Wang was also smiling just now, but the smile at this moment was so sincere.

"Really? Where is Second Master Yan from Qizhou?"

...

Master Tian listened to his disciple and the eunuch close to the King of England go from getting close to a fellow villager...

Xin said that he came to the palace several times as a teacher, but he didn't know the father-in-law's surname was Wang.

I don't know that he is from Qizhou.

He has a bit of an accent, but serving the prince's side, his accent is already very light, if not for being pointed out by Tianyou, he really wouldn't be able to hear it at all.

When it comes to dealing with people, Mr. Tian thinks he has nothing to teach his disciple.

Tianyou seems to know how to deal with people by nature.

Like this prince, he has always been aloof, only loyal to the prince, and never has close friendship with foreign officials.

For example, he always takes away a wooden box every time he comes to the palace, which makes him even more annoying, he doesn't lie, and he never gives any good face...

"Master! Dad!" Yan Yu squatted at the door and waited anxiously.

As soon as he saw the figure, he stood up quickly, if he hadn't been worried that he was in the palace, he would have rushed out a long time ago.

"Xiao Er, I have met my father-in-law. My father-in-law's hometown is from Qizhou, and we are fellow villagers."

"Hi, Eunuch Wang." When Yan Yu heard that he was a father-in-law and a fellow villager, she had the same eyes as her father.

After saluting properly, I heard her father making trouble there.

"Grandpa Wang, this is my second child. I am laughing at you. She is a girl, and she was dressed as a boy for the convenience of walking outside."

Whether it is a man or a woman can be hidden from others, but it may not be possible to hide it from these middlemen.

Yan Er Er chose to tell the truth.

Eunuch Wang laughed and said: "The baby is quite handsome, so it's really nice to dress up like this. She is still young, and she has gained knowledge outside. When she grows up, she won't have this opportunity."

"Okay, our family will send it here, but it's okay, your pancakes are ready, send some to our family."

Second Yan: "Of course, don't worry."

Yesterday's second update~

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Speaking of pancakes, my mother-in-law is like this. She always reads this when she is away from home. Every time she asks her what she wants to eat, there is always only one answer: Jianning (cake), which is pronounced like this, very dedicated and long-lasting ~

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