Create a home with a system

Chapter 426
"Great-grandfather, help me."

A loud shout woke up everyone in the carriage behind.

The old man Qiu is old, and he went out with them for five years, and he just couldn't bear it when he came back. Tangning ordered someone to prepare a spacious carriage for him, with several layers of quilts inside, so that the old man Qiu could travel. Be more comfortable.

Tangning glared at the two monkeys, then lifted the curtain of the car and shouted to the back, "Grandpa, the kids are playing around, it's okay, you can continue to rest!"

After speaking, Tangning sat back in the carriage, closed her eyes, and silently thought about the old man Qiu's physical condition.

Qiu Ziyang's brother and sister also knew that they had caused trouble, so they quickly shut their mouths, drooped their heads and said nothing.

The carriage stopped at the post station on the way, and the family finally had a good freshen up.

However, the smell of the spices was too strong, even if everyone thoroughly washed their bodies inside and out several times, they still had the smell, but it was a little weaker.

Now even Qiu Jingming, who dotes on children the most, can't stand it anymore. If the daughter is reluctant to beat her, can the son let it go?
So there was another burst of chicken and dog jumping.

When the whole family entered Xijing, Qiu Ziyang immediately healed his scars and forgot about the pain. He poked his head out of the car window, showing a beautiful and handsome face, and stunned all the girls and daughters-in-law passing by. He wanted to stop and look for a few times, but he didn't realize it, and kept exclaiming: "Father, mother, brother and sister, look! Daqi is indeed Daqi, and it is simply not comparable to other dynasties. All the capitals we have been to must be prosperous!"

These words made Qiu Zimo and Qiu Zixi feel very itchy, wishing to push Qiu Ziyang away to take a closer look.

Tangning couldn't stand it anymore, kicked a few people's buttocks, and said, "This is Xijing, not outside, please sit down for me, and bring out all the etiquette in poetry and books that you have learned before, if something goes wrong It's a joke, I can't see you tearing your skin off!"

The three of them trembled in fright, not daring to poke their heads.

The carriage entered the Dingbeihou's mansion in a low-key way. Qiu Jingming asked Ding Yi to arrange the rest of the people. After he and Tangning cleaned up, they went into the palace to meet the saint.

This time the two did not take a carriage, but walked, looking at Xijing, which they hadn't seen in five years, and feeling the changes here.

I vaguely remember that when the city was broken, Xijing was completely unrecognizable. In just a few years, it has completely recovered, even better than before.

When passing by the teahouse, Tangning couldn't help but stop and listen carefully to the impassioned voice of the storyteller inside.

Qiu Jingming directly dragged her in, and the two found an empty table in the corner and asked for a pot of water.

After listening for a while, Qiu Jingming and Tangning teased, "Ma'am, this storyteller is not right in some places. My wife is obviously beautiful, but how come they say she is not good looking but has strong skills?"

The corners of Tangning's mouth twitched fiercely, and she raised her eyebrows, "Why don't you go talk about it?"

She was just joking, but who knew that Qiu Jingming really came to the stage, stole the storyteller's job, and talked about his wife's great achievements on the spot, Tang Ning blushed.

In a private room upstairs, several youths with immature faces opened the window and looked at the strange face in the center, all of them were stunned.

"Fourth brother, has your teahouse changed to a storyteller?" A young and mature child in a fancy dress asked curiously as he looked at the sloppy man behind him.

The fourth prince raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "Maybe, I don't care about these things."

His business is so big, how could he even care about such a small matter.

The child said earnestly: "I think this storyteller is much better than the previous one, and what I've said is something I haven't heard before. Ask him to tell me more about Ping Nanhou's deeds. I love to hear it."

The fourth prince got up from the soft bed with a grunt, and joked amusedly: "You are so young, you like to listen to people's stories! But since you like it, the fourth brother will ask someone to call the storyteller over to tell you about it. Can become?"

"Thank you, fourth brother!" The child immediately smiled, his eyes squinted in a particularly pleasing way.

The fourth prince couldn't help but squeeze the opponent's head, and gave an order, and the steward immediately went out to deal with it.

Soon the steward brought Qiu Jingming into the private room.

The fourth prince still looked sloppy and lazy, he didn't even look at Qiu Jingming directly, and only ordered: "Tell me the story you just told, young master."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head inadvertently, but he was so frightened that he fell off the soft couch, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't speak while pointing at Qiu Jingming. It took you a long time before he said loudly: "Marquis Dingbei !"

Qiu Jingming raised the corners of his mouth in a funny way, bowed to the fourth prince, and said, "I have seen the fourth prince."

The fourth prince quickly scrambled and stood up on the stool, like a child who has done something wrong, and apologized awkwardly, "I don't know that Dingbeihou is back, so I offended you. Please help me, sir." A lot, don’t take it to heart.”

"What did the fourth prince say? Of course, I will obey your orders." Qiu Jingming teased him solemnly, starting to playful.

The fourth prince was really about to cry now, so he quickly pushed out the child beside him, "Brother Twelve Emperors, you want to see someone, you have to intercede for the fourth brother!"

Only then did Qiu Jingming notice the child beside him, but the first time he saw the child, he was completely shocked.

The child looked like a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, looked up at Qiu Jingming eagerly, and asked nervously, "Are you Ben Gong's uncle?"

Qiu Jingming came back to his senses and was about to say something when a head popped up behind him.

Tangning stared at the child in front of her with glowing eyes, and asked, "The son of Concubine Xi?"

The little boy looked at Tangning, nodded vigorously, and said, "Do you know my mother and concubine?"

Tangning's face was bloodied by this child, and she decisively took out a piece of top-quality white jade from her bosom, and said with a smile, "The meeting gift from your aunt, please keep it!"

"Auntie!" The little boy's eyes widened instantly, and he grabbed Tangning's hand excitedly, "Ping Nanhou! You are Ping Nanhou!"

Tangning didn't struggle, but let the child take her hand and walked out, and said with a doting smile, "I'm Marquis Ping Nan, what does the Twelfth Prince want to say?"

The fourth prince weakly explained for the twelfth prince on the side: "The twelfth prince admires Ping Nanhou the most, and every time he comes to the teahouse in my palace, he must hear about Mr. Shu's deeds about Ping Nanhou."

"That's it!" Tangning sighed softly, touched the child's face, and said, "If you want to know anything, you can ask your aunt directly. Auntie's own words are better than your hearsay."

"En! Thank you, Auntie!" The Twelfth Prince said excitedly. His face was flushed, and he was so cute no matter how you looked at it. Tangning couldn't help but want to reach out and squeeze a few.

From the moment they met Tangning and the others, the Twelfth Prince forgot about the other brothers. Knowing that Tangning and the others were going to enter the palace, they simply expressed that they wanted to go back together. Anyway, they just dragged Pingnanhou on.

(End of this chapter)