The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Yu looked up at the sky, it was already noon, the sky was dark and there was no light.

It looks like it's going to rain again.

The adults of the three mansions were whispering in small groups in the courtyard.

King Ying, King Qi, King Wu and Lord Luan have been discussing matters inside all morning and have not come out yet.

Yan Huaiwen was also there.

In the morning, after Yan Yu accompanied his uncle to see Mr. Luan, he just returned to his residence and didn't even have time to move the food box. The King of England sent someone to look for his uncle and asked him to come over.

After that, the three princes and Master Luanyu closed the door to discuss matters.

Yan Yu occasionally took the opportunity to serve tea and snacks and go in for a while, but he didn't get much information. The atmosphere in the room was as gloomy as the sky outside.

The three princes and one third-rank boss did not speak much, and spent more time in silence and stalemate.

Yan Yu is not too worried.

First, he has very strong confidence in his uncle.

Second, she could tell that the one with a darker face was King Qi.

The door opened, and the first one to come out was King Qi. He looked back and snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and left.

After that, Master Luan politely said goodbye to the King of England and King Wu, saying that he still had errands to attend to and needed to return to Xizhou to cook.

After Master Luan left, the remaining kings of Ying and Wu were in harmony.

King Wu and the people in the courtyard gathered around, and the eagerly awaited adults smiled and thanked them for their hard work. They asked all of you to go back to have a meal first, and then gather in the lobby to discuss the affairs of Leshan Prefecture in the afternoon.

Yan Huaiwen fell at the back.

Walking a little slowly.

Yan Yu looked at him and his face turned slightly pale, feeling very distressed.

"Uncle, how can your body bear the hard work? Let's go back quickly. The food boxes we brought in the morning haven't been moved at all. I'll give you some hot food while you lie down and take a nap."

Yan Huaiwen nodded slowly.

Seeing that he was too lazy to say anything, Yan Yu knew that he was tired.

Pass your little hand over and let your uncle use it.

The big one and the small one left together.

Outside the courtyard, the Xizhou Army brought by King Qi has not yet completely withdrawn.

"Sir, that aide to the King of England..." He swallowed his words halfway.

"how?"

"Look, it seems familiar."

"Since you are someone close to the King of England, how could you possibly have seen him before?"

The speaker gritted his teeth and said cruelly, "Your Excellency, you still remember the group of people who killed our brothers last year. The scholar among them was said to be a scholar, and he was somewhat similar to the staff man. What a coincidence. , the villain has inquired, this Mr. Yan is fleeing from Qishan Mansion. My lord, do you think it is possible that what we cannot find in the Guanzhou Army is not in the army in the first place, but... ...Fleeing refugees?”

"Fleeing refugees?" Mr. Qian narrowed his eyes dangerously and glanced over them gloomily until the two figures, one large and one small, disappeared from sight.

The private mines were exposed one after another, and King Qi was furious. They had been peaceful for several years, so why did it suddenly happen?

They also followed the traces and suspected that the group of people came from the Huju Border Army. After several inquiries, they finally got a list of those who died in the battle of Beirong's Huju Frontier Army. Such a list was enough for them to make a report. But his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

"Let's go see the prince!"

…

King Qi drooped his eyelids and listened to Xiao Qi in the hall explain the story in detail.

"Go down."

The little flag bowed and retreated.

"Jiao'er, you are the nephew of the princess. I never treat you as an outsider, but as my own son and nephew." King Qi slowly raised his head and looked at the people standing in the hall with dark eyes.

"The king has never shied away from your plans. He has been preparing for many years. Although he has gained momentum, he always feels that it is not enough. He is hesitant to move. He just wants to find a good opportunity given by God."

"Everything in Guanzhou is not as usual. He went out to fight against Beirong in the cold winter. King Ying, oh, I am not looking down on him, but he would not be so decisive!

I have long suspected that my affair in Xizhou was leaked, but if the root cause lies with the scholar surnamed Yan, I still have doubts. However, as a scholar, this man won the favor of the King of England and hired him as his boss. Let’s look at him again. What we have done in the past two days cannot be underestimated. If there is a chance, just end it. "

"Wen Sheng's hands are powerless to restrain a chicken, and his ears only tremble under the butcher's knife."

"We have high aspirations and far-reaching goals. What we see above is nothing but ants!"

Ding Jiao cupped his fists and said, "It's Jiao who made a fuss out of a molehill. Mr. Yan doesn't have to worry about it. He can be killed with one knife."

"You are right. After more than half a year, you still keep this matter in mind and continue to investigate. It is good." King Qi's praise was sincere.

"Ding Jiao was born as a concubine and was disliked by his father. Fortunately, he grew up safely thanks to the protection of his aunt. He was also favored by the prince and allowed him to stay with his son, eat and live together, and learn literature and martial arts. Only then could Ding Jiao stand upright. In this world, I live like a human being, and I have no repayment for the prince's kindness and kindness. I only know that the prince's ambition is my ambition. If the prince points out, I will die and die without regrets!"

"Okay!" King Qi was very moved. He stood up and patted his shoulder, his eyes showing some warmth. "Unknowingly, Jiao'er has grown into a man. I am old. Even if I conquer this country, I can still hold on to it for a few years. In the future, it will be you brothers who support each other and rule the world."

Ding Jiao's heart beat like a drum.

"Your Majesty has issued an order to summon the King of England to Beijing. According to the rules, the King of England has left the fiefdom, and the prince is guarding the border and cannot go far away. Now that Beirong has been destroyed, Guanzhou no longer has any foreign enemies. This is very detrimental to our great cause in Xizhou."

"My king," King Qi paused for a moment and said word by word: "If you want to start something after the King of England leaves the capital, then the Crown Prince of England will definitely not be able to stay!"

"Ding Jiao understands, please rest assured, Your Majesty, Prince Ying, Jiao will definitely get rid of him."

"At that time, I will contact the tribes of Xirong. I have raised them for many years and they will be put to some use. Once Guanzhou is leveled, there will be no more troops in the north to resist our Xizhou."

King Qi's eyebrows were dark, and his voice was grinding on the tips of his teeth.

"Leshan is given to him, and the mines are also given to him. How can it be so easy to take away my king's things? If you take a piece of it from me today, I will pay you back a hundred times in the future!"

…

Yan Yu came in with hot food, and her uncle was already asleep leaning against the bed.

She gently put down the things in her hands, took off her uncle's shoes first, then climbed onto the bed, holding his head with one hand and his back with the other, and laid her uncle down.

Yan Huaiwen seemed to be aware of it, and his long eyelashes trembled a few times, as if he was about to open his eyes.

"Uncle, let me help you take off your coat, and you can lie down."

A childish voice sounded softly in my ears.

Yan Huaiwen put down his guard, his body relaxed visibly, and he let the waiter play with him.

Yan Yu asked her uncle to lie down, covered him with a quilt, and stared at her uncle's face suspiciously.

hiss!

She hadn't noticed it before, but now she realized that her uncle had lost so much weight.

The edges and corners on the face have become more and more distinct, especially the chin, which has become slimmer and has a lower jawline!

That’s okay!

Can there be any thin people in her Yan family?

She looked down at her belly.

Absolutely impossible!

Yan Yu jumped out of bed, put on her shoes and ran outside.

No, she had to eat some meat and give it to her uncle.

Hurry up and hurry up. If you can't make it before 0 o'clock, okay, don't worry about time~