There is Room For the Poor Daughter

"After taking back Dongqu City, the Eighth King defected all the way to the Tartar court. When we chased after him, he had already died of illness, and was hurriedly buried on the barren grassland with a mound of dirt."

In the Qianqing Palace, Xue Xiangchen carefully reported to the emperor about the Eight Kings and their henchmen.

The emperor was silent for a long time: "Are you sure it's the eighth?"

Xue Xiangchen nodded: "My subordinates have confirmed it." After speaking, he quickly raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and said after deliberation, "This subordinate does not dare to move the remains of the Eight Kings without authorization, but he made a note of the burial location."

The emperor sneered and sighed: "For his own selfish interests, the old man colluded with the Tartars and burned military rations for his own selfish interests. In this case, let him be buried on the grassland, so as not to pollute the land of my Daxia."

Xue Xiangchen suddenly knelt down and pleaded guilty, and Xiao Yeyang, Yan Wentao, and Yan Wenkai behind him could only follow suit: "The emperor redeemed his sins, his subordinates were incompetent, and he failed to completely wipe out the Eight Kings' henchmen, so some of the Eight Kings' henchmen are still absconding. "

The emperor didn't blame you: "It's not your fault, the grassland is vast, and they hide in it, it's hard for you to find it. Without the Eight Kings, it's just a bunch of rabble. All right, let's get up."

Xue Xiangchen breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with the three of Xiao Yeyang.

Chu Gang waited for Xue Xiangchen to finish speaking, and also quickly reported the military situation: "The frontier army has taken over the Tatar territory, but the Tatar nomads make a living, and it is not particularly easy to manage."

The emperor nodded: "I will let the ministers discuss this matter during the court meeting."

Hearing this, Chu Gang didn't say much anymore. He was a military general.

Knowing almost everything about Beijiang, the emperor smiled and led a few people to the hall of celebration.

In the hall, all the officials had already sat down one by one, and when they saw the emperor coming, they all stood up and saluted.

The emperor waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down, walked to the main seat and sat down, pointed to the seat next to him, and signaled Henry Zhang to sit down.

Chu Gang and Xue Xiangchen didn't need to signal, they naturally walked to their seats and sat down.

As for Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai, who attended this kind of banquet for the first time, they were a little dumbfounded.

Xiao Yeyang wanted to speak out, but was stopped by the emperor.

Looking at the interested uncle of the emperor, and the grinning Eunuch An behind him, Xiao Yeyang immediately remembered that the uncles of the emperor were once kidnapped by the Daohua brothers and sisters.

Xiao Yeyang gave Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai a helpless look, and then took the cups on the table and drank them.

Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai looked at each other and muttered in a low voice.

"Then there are still vacancies, should they be reserved for us?"

"Will it be too far ahead?"

"We are the heroes, and we should sit in the front a little bit. Why don't we go and sit down, just stand like this, we feel so stupid, many people are looking at us."

"If you sit in the wrong place, it will be even more embarrassing to be chased up."

"The emperor is watching our joke. It's already embarrassing anyway, and I'm not afraid of even more embarrassment."

After speaking, Yan Wenkai strode towards the vacant seat, but when he saw Yang Chenghua, who was sitting next to him and was looking at him with a smile, he immediately turned his feet and walked towards the bottom seat.

"Hey, why did Master Yan leave, this is your seat, come and sit."

Yang Chenghua hurriedly called out to Yan Wenkai.

The voice was a little loud, and it immediately attracted the attention of others in the hall.

Yan Wentao, who was a few steps behind, looked at the fourth brother who was standing stiffly in the center of the hall, and resolutely walked under Yang Chenghua and sat down.

Yan Wenkai noticed his father's disdainful gaze, and swept to the audience watching the play. He was speechless. After thinking about it, he grinned and turned to look at Yang Chenghua. It's you, looking at my eyes, I didn't recognize you, I really deserve to be beaten."

"Your eyes are so bad that even Lord Shoufu can ignore it." The emperor replied with a smile.

Hearing that Yang Chenghua was the first assistant, Yan Wenkai staggered, and Yan Wentao's hand holding the wine glass froze in midair.

Yan Wenkai came to Yang Chenghua with a smirk, poured a glass of wine swiftly, and then offered it with both hands, smiling all over his face: "It's all the kid's fault, you can't care about me if you have a lot of wine, after drinking this glass of wine, everything The past has drifted away with the wind." He handed the wine glass over.

Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai with a smile: "If you say float away, just float away, this old man still remembers that salty one." Stink!

Oh, I can't think about it any more, he can't help but feel sick to his stomach again.

Yan Wenkai's eyelids twitched and he abruptly misinterpreted Yang Chenghua's words: "Does your lord want to say pickles?" After speaking, he looked at Yang Chenghua with the eyes of his confidant.

"I never thought that the taste of adults is the same as that of boys, and I always like to eat my family's pickles!"

"I'm telling you, it's not my boasting. The pickles I made at home are really unique. Oh, I can't say it anymore, I'll salivate when I say it."

Saying that, he handed the wine glass to Yang Chenghua again.

"As adults like it, I will pack the pickles you eat in the future."

Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai with a half-smile, "Did I mean pickles?"

Yan Wenkai's face stiffened: "Fresh dishes are ready."

Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai speechlessly, and pondered for a while: "Speaking of this dish, don't say it, the old man really likes it. Do you know the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop?"

Yan Wenkai nodded: "I know." Isn't the fruit and vegetable shop opened by the eldest sister called the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop.

Yang Chenghua: "This old man likes to eat the vegetables sold in that shop. How about you help me buy the vegetables that I will eat every day in the future?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked over and complained that Yang Chenghua was an old fox.

Everyone in the hall knows how hard it is to buy vegetables in the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Store. They have to eat them every day. How long does it take to queue up to buy them?

The old fox would toss people, and everyone couldn't help but sympathize with Yan Wenkai in their hearts.

Who knows, Yan Wenkai agreed with all his mouth: "Hey, that's all, no problem."

Yang Chenghua was also stunned for a moment, thinking that Yan Wenkai had just entered Beijing, and he probably didn't know about the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Store, so he kindly reminded: "The food in the store is very difficult to buy.

Yan Wenkai smiled and said, "Hi, that shop is run by my sister, don't worry, you can't be without your food."

Hearing this, everyone in the hall who was still watching the play couldn't help but froze.

The Minister of the Household hurriedly looked at Yan Zhigao: "Is the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Store really yours?"

It wasn't long since Yan Zhigao came to the capital, and during this time he was busy getting to know the Ministry of Household affairs. He really didn't pay attention to this very popular shop in the capital: "That. It should be."

He vaguely remembered that the fruit and vegetable shop opened by the eldest daughter in Xingzhou and Ningmen Mansion seemed to be named after this name, and the business seemed to be really good.

Why, the shop is already so famous, and it has spread to the capital?

The Minister of the Ministry of Commerce was a little speechless: "What does it seem, you don't know your store?"

Yan Zhigao looked embarrassed: "My eldest daughter used that shop to practice hands, so I don't usually ask."

Officials: "."

practice?

Is this newcomer Tobu Yan Shilang being modest or showing off?