Xiao Fushan handed the emperor a memorial and asked for half a month off. He said that his hand was seriously burned and did not dare to hit Shengyan.

The emperor approved his fake and sent eunuchs to send two boxes of Yuqing Shengshen ointment, the best scald ointment. It was made by Tianshan Snow Lotus and is extremely precious.

When I opened the jade box, the ointment was white and crystal clear, and there was a cool and faint fragrance.

Youzi praised, "The Emperor is quite good to you."

Xiao Fushan smiled faintly, "Yes."

He lay on the kang and let Youbo help him pick up the blisters. She moved carefully, her eyebrows frowned, and she looked distressed.

This burn is nothing to him. She made him feel that she was seriously injured.

If she was really seriously injured, she still didn't know what she was going to look like.

Be careful in the future so that she will not cry again if she is injured.

"You don't have to worry about me. I have read a lot of history books, so the emperor's mind is not that simple. You have been living in the capital all year round and keeping your low profile to relieve the emperor, right?"

He held heavy troops in his hand, and only under the emperor's nose was what reassured the emperor the most.

Xiao Fushan said "hmm" without comment. You can guess that these are already very powerful. Many people think that he is staying in the capital just because there is no war in the northwest.

Even Master Xiao San didn't understand the key points.

But he didn't want to participate in political affairs too much, it was too dark and too bloody.

Youhua glanced at him. He never talked about politics in front of her. She couldn't help him with some of her advantages.

"If you don't talk to me about politics, it may not be that you protect me. The flowers that have been growing in the flower room will be broken when the wind blows. I will know more about it and feel at ease. Maybe I can help you."

Xiao Fushan narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Youzi thought he was convinced by him and wanted to praise her greenhouse theory.

As a result, he said lightly, "You will take me to take a shower later."

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Everyone in the mansion knew that Yongqing was walking, so Mrs. Xiao wiped her tears happily and gave the whole mansion a month of silver.

When the servants saw Yongqing, they would greet their parents with a smile and respectfully greet them. "Sixth Master" was not in the New Year or the New Year, so the Sixth Master made them receive the silver reward for nothing.

The young man also gave a lot of rewards in the Hibiscus Garden, causing Qingzhi to thrust in pain.

Yongqing likes to wander around the mansion now, and he has to walk around himself. Youzi also lets him show off. He has lost four years of freedom and has been walking for four years, and he seems to want to make up for it in the past few days.

I went to the lotus pond to see the fish, went to the cherry blossom path to fold the cherry blossoms, and then went to the Picking Star Pavilion to look into the distance, as if I had unlimited energy.

I'm still a band-legged, so don't feel tired?

Yongqing lay on the railing window of Zhaixing Pavilion and looked out, excited.

Youzi was already sore in his waist and back, so he grabbed his hand so that he wouldn't turn it out and asked him weakly, "Qing'er, don't you feel tired?"

Yongqing turned around and looked at her strangely, "Mother asked me to walk more."

"Hey, you little guy, can you still quarrel?" Yousheng pinched his cheek and started to ravage him.

Yongqing giggled and repeated, "Mother asked me to walk more."

Huiyun pulled him down from Youshou, "Qing'er, let your mother rest for a while, and your sister will play with you."

In the evening, Yongcheng, Yongzhi and Yonghe had already finished class from the clan. He gathered together to read "Journey to the West" at the old lady.

Zhao and Liu were also there, talking with the old lady. Wanyun and Manyun were playing with the new dolls, a cute Zhu Bajie and a cute Sun Wukong. The two dolls fought in their hands.

The maid washed a plate of freshly picked strawberries and brought them up. They were planted in the flower house in the Youzi Village. She had just sent two baskets.

At this time, there were few fruits, most of them were transported from the south, which was very precious. Such delicate strawberries are even more rare, and they can only be eaten after two months.

The old lady gave each room a plate, and half of it was left.

Each room is divided into one plate, and there are many children, so each person can't eat a few. When several children see strawberries coming up, they come to eat. Although they follow the rules and cannot compete, they will quickly divide the strawberries into one plate after another.

After eating, he was still unsatisfied. The third young master Yonghe was the youngest among the three boys. He was seven years old. He was raised by his aunt and had the best appetite.

He drooled and asked the old lady, "Grandmother, are there any strawberries?"

The old lady smiled, "I will always leave some food for your uncle and father. I will give it to you next time I will give it to the farm."

Yonghe was a little disappointed.

Youfeng led Yongqing and Huiyun into the room, and everyone's eyes were attracted.

The old lady watched Yongqing walk up to her with relief, took the cherry blossoms from his hand, hugged them in her arms, and felt heart-warming, and then smiled and told the maid to bring the strawberries up.

After a while, the maid brought the strawberries in and put them on the shorter table beside the old lady. The old lady brought the plate to Yongqing and asked him to carry it to eat.

Yongqing took one for the old lady, and then picked one for the big and red one for the young man.

The old lady saw it and didn't feel uncomfortable. It was the best thing that had the other person in her heart. She could only feel completely at ease.

Youfeng smiled and thanked him. He took another one and ate it in the old lady's arms.

The old lady also invited Hui Yun to eat together.

Zhao, Liu and Youzu greeted each other and sat aside and whispered.

Zhao smiled on his face, but he felt uncomfortable. Just now, the five children brought a plate of strawberries, and the two children Yongqing and Huiyun got a plate of them alone.

The old lady is too skewed.

Yonghe arrived at the old lady at some point. Seeing Yongqing eating strawberries, his grandmother clearly said that she only left it for her uncle and father, why did Yongqing still eat anything?

He said to Yongqing unhappily, "So what if you can walk, you are just a monkey who can only walk!"

The sound is crisp and loud.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The old lady's face darkened.

Zhao looked like watching the fun and ate snacks with a smile.

Several older children became sensible and looked up at this side.

Young man was unhappy, and Yonghe said something mean, not like a child, but like an adult's tone.

It is said that Liu should discipline the child at this time and say a few words. But she still remained calm and seemed to be unrelated to her own affairs, as if Yonghe was not her concubine's son.

Youhua thought about it for a while, and she couldn't teach him and scold him through the room, so she asked, "Yonghe, where did you learn this?"

Yonghe didn't know that he had said the wrong thing, he was just venting his anger.

"What my aunt said." He felt very vivid and remembered it.

One sentence made the old lady change her face, "It's something that is ungrateful! From Qiu, I sent someone to the outer courtyard to see if the third child is back?"

Mother Lian responded and went out.

This is to deal with Aunt Zhang.

Yongqing was not angry, and raised his head with a proud voice and said, "I am the great saint of Qi, Sun Wukong, who can do everything from heaven to earth. You are Zhu Bajie, who is fat and stupid, and you only know how to eat."

Youzi secretly praised her, her good son, she scolded her beautifully!

Yonghe was angry and annoyed, and when he saw that the old lady was not kind to him, tears fell down, "I am not Zhu Bajie! You are a monkey!"

Yongqing ate strawberries and replied calmly, "I am Sun Wukong, you are Zhu Bajie."

He handed another strawberry to the young master, "Mother, I won't tell stories to my third brother in the future."

Yonghe cried even louder.

The old lady frowned, "Mrs. Liu, you are his mother, don't worry about it?"

Liu turned around and ordered Yonghe's maid, "Take the third young master back."

The maid lowered her head and pulled Yonghe out of the room, and he could still hear his crying in the room.

The old lady glanced at Liu in dissatisfaction, but said nothing.

You should put the strawberries into your mouth, oh, it’s so sweet!

Liu stood up, holding a set of Shujin gowns and robe in his hand, and said to Youshou, "Sister-in-law, I have nothing to do to make a set of clothes for Yongqing. Please let him try it, and I will change it if it doesn't fit."

Youzi was a little surprised. Liu was cold and had no dates with her on weekdays.

She actually has the heart to make clothes for Yongqing?

The young man took the clothes and thanked him with a smile. There was a thin cotton pad inside the jacket, which was suitable for wearing now.

She said she wanted to try it now, but it was hard for Youhua to refuse, so she carried Youhua to the kang.

In order to facilitate Yongqing's activities, the young man wears Yongqing's jackets and pants on weekdays.

He took off his silk jacket, revealing the Lu silk jacket inside, and a string of small-leafed red sandalwood Buddhist beads hanging on his chest.

Liu stood beside him and asked curiously, "Where did this Buddhist bead come from?"

Youzi helped Yongqing put on his new robe and small jacket, tidying up, "I gave it to him. He refused to wear the original collar, so I changed it to him."
To be continued...