It was a year later that we moved to the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.

All the furniture in the Duke of Huguo's mansion had been arranged a few days ago, waiting for the owner to choose a good day to move in.

Three days later, it will be a good day to move.

Ye Zelin officially moved into the Duke of Huguo's Mansion with his wife and children.

In the courtyard, there were a large number of servants and maids standing, and the chief steward led everyone to welcome the master and mistress of the house.

"Meet the Duke, meet the Madam, and meet the Young Master."

Ye Zelin instructed Banxia, ​​Wangchun and others to distribute the reward money, while he took his wife and children to the master bedroom.

At night, Hua Fushu said to Ye Zelin, "We moved into the Duke's Mansion. According to custom, we have to hold a banquet. My son will be one year old in a few days. I thought of holding the mansion opening banquet and my son's first birthday banquet together. It will save a lot of effort. What do you think?"

Ye Zelin agreed with this. He also didn't want his wife to work too hard. "We just moved in, and we have a lot of social events. Holding the first birthday party and the opening party together can really save a lot of effort. We are right to think so, but we should still ask our mother and grandfather and hear what they say."

"I'll go back and ask tomorrow." Hua Fushu touched his son's head. The little guy had just learned to walk, and he wasn't walking smoothly yet. He could speak, but only single words.

"After all, it's the child's first birthday, and I don't want to let him down. But I don't want to have two separate parties."

The next day, Hua Fushu brought her son back to the General's Mansion and told Madam Ouyang and the old general that she and Ye Zelin wanted to hold the opening banquet and the first birthday banquet at the same time, and asked for their opinions.

Madam Ouyang disagreed with their idea. "You two held the opening banquet and the birthday banquet together just to save some trouble, but this is Tingman's first birthday, how can it be held together with the opening banquet? The opening banquet is the opening banquet, and the birthday banquet is the first birthday banquet. In my opinion, the first birthday banquet should be held at the General's Mansion."

The old general loved his little great-grandson Ye Tingman and naturally requested that his first birthday party be held at the general's mansion.

After returning to the Huguo Mansion, Hua Fushu told Ye Zelin what Madam Ouyang and the old general had said.

Ye Zelin said, "Let's follow the wishes of mother and grandfather. There are still seven or eight days until our son's first birthday. We can hold the opening banquet first, and then go back to the General's Mansion to hold his first birthday banquet."

Hua Fushu also felt that they could take advantage of these seven or eight days to hold the palace banquet first.

In the next few days, Hua Fushu was so busy preparing for the banquet at the mansion that she had no time to rest. She was the one taking care of her son, who was very clingy to her, and she couldn't do much because of her son.

There were servants and stewards preparing for the banquet, so Hua Fushu didn't need to ask about everything, but she needed to nod and handle many things. Especially this banquet was the first large banquet held by Ye Zelin after he was promoted to the Duke of the Protectorate. The guests were all officials in the court, their families, and relatives and old friends of the Ye family, so nothing could be done carelessly.

Hua Fushu couldn't get away, so she had to ask for help from her mother-in-law, Madam Ouyang, and her elder sister-in-law, Dugu Lanxi.

Before the mansion was divided, most of the banquets and birthday banquets in the General's Mansion were organized by the eldest sister-in-law Dugu Lanxi. It was not difficult for her to organize the opening banquet. Besides, Wei Jie'er was grown up now and didn't like to cling to her mother anymore, so Dugu Lanxi had plenty of time.

As expected, with Dugu Lanxi's help, Hua Fushu felt much more relaxed. With her grandmother by her side, Tingman didn't always pester her, so she could do something.

Hua Fushu's parents and their family also arrived in the capital a few days ago. Hua Duwu is already in her prime and is very beautiful. Hua Feimo is married and brought his sister-in-law with him this time.

My uncle Hua Mingqiao also came, bringing with him my aunt Huo Linglong and son Huo Yuezheng.

Yue Zheng was already over ten years old, taller and stronger than a few years ago. When he saw Hua Fushu, he called her sister, which made Hua Duwu feel that something was wrong with him. Hua Duwu glanced at him, as if to tell him that this was her biological sister, not his.

Yue Zheng hugged Hua Duwu's arm and coaxed her, "Second sister, I am your sister, but also my sister, our sister."

Hua Duwu smiled smugly, "That's pretty good."

It is said that many years later, when Hua Duwu got married, Yue Zheng cried bitterly.

Three days later, the opening banquet arrived as scheduled.

Many officials and their families came, as well as Ye family’s old friends and relatives. Those who were far away could not make it in time, but they also sent their gifts early.

On this day, the first visitor was Ling Zhiheng.

When he saw Tingman, he snatched him from Ye Zelin's arms without any courtesy and hugged him, "Manman, I'm your godfather, come on, let me call you godfather! Godfather will give you a big red envelope!"

Tingman didn't remember Ling Zhiheng. He struggled a few times in his arms and reached out for his father to hold him.

Ye Zelin reached out to take his son back, but Ling Zhiheng hugged Tingman and turned away.

"Godson, call me godfather." Ling Zhiheng urged Tingman, who had just learned to speak and was not speaking fluently.

The little guy frowned, pursed his lips, and pretended to cry.

Ye Zelin took his son back directly, and the little guy smiled immediately.

Ting Man's expression changed so quickly that Ling Zhiheng, the godfather, was dumbfounded. He looked at Ting Man, big face to small face, big eyes glaring at each other, pretending to be resentful and said, "Little guy, you are as black-hearted as your father. Your father used a non-existent you to trick me into buying a set of Hu brushes. You have to recognize me as your godfather and pay off your father's debt."

That year, he realized belatedly that he had been cheated by Ye Zelin.

"You and I are exactly the same generation."

Yes, Ye Zelin is still Mr. Kong’s junior disciple, and nominally his uncle.

Ling Zhiheng refused to be outdone, "My father is your senior brother, but you still call me uncle."

Ye Zelin: "..."

Ling Zhiheng is always against him.

"An unmarried person cannot be the godfather of my son." His words were undoubtedly a stab in the back of Ling Zhiheng.

Ling Zhiheng snorted arrogantly.

Hua Fushu was too lazy to watch the two of them arguing with each other, so he turned around to greet other guests.

Tingman watched his mother walk away, and reached out to grab her, calling her indistinctly, "Yang, Ah Yang..."

Seeing that his mother couldn't hear him calling her, Tingman turned to his father for help, "Father, Ah...Father, Yang, Ah Yang..."

"Be good, daddy will take you to find mom right now." Ye Zelin coaxed his son and carried him to find his mother Hua Fushu.

“Crisp, crisp…”

Tingman put one arm around his father's neck and waved to Ling Zhiheng with the other.

He didn't know how to address Ling Zhiheng, but his mother said that she knew his father, so it would be right to call him uncle.

Ling Zhiheng waved in response to Tingman for some unknown reason, but he felt something was wrong. He had just arrived, why should he say goodbye to his godson?

"Manman, I can't take you like this."

Ling Zhiheng chased after him, followed behind Ye Zelin, and glared at Tingman a few times.

Tingman was not afraid of him and responded by making a face.

The opening banquet was a complete success.

A few days later, Tingman's first birthday party was held. Not many people were invited to the party, only some families who had frequent contacts with the Ye family and some relatives and friends.

During the Zhuazhou ceremony, Tingman was not interested in anything else and just held on to a wooden sword.

The onlookers shouted that this kid will become a general in the future, he is indeed a son of a general!

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