After lunch and some chatting, the guests prepared to leave, and the host Hu Tao saw them off to the door.

"Lingling, Yunqing, come and play often."

I said this to my two children.

"Miss Shen He, take good care of Brother Su."

This was an explanation to Shen He who looked calm.

At the very end, the hall master looked at the elderly man with his eyes closed in the wheelchair, and said something in a voice that only the people around him could hear.

"Brother Su, let's meet first in the next life!"

Shen He was stunned by this, Su Lingling covered her mouth and almost screamed, and Su Yunqing widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief and shock on his face.

As for Su Ping, he turned his wheelchair and fled without saying a word. It seemed that he ran too fast to reply, but also that he agreed...

But no matter what, it is certain that there will be no possibility for them in this life, at this moment.

Walnut narrowed her eyes and smiled at the three petrified people: "It was just a joke. I didn't expect Brother Su to be so timid. Bye."

The hall master left in style, leaving the three of them disheveled in the wind.

Su Yunqing glanced at his elder sister with a questioning look.

Su Lingling immediately made the decision and said, "You must not tell mom about this."

Su Yunqing glanced around and said, "If Mom wanted to know what's going on here, someone should have sent her there by now, right?"

"Anyway...Auntie Walnut was just joking. Don't take it seriously and don't admit it. Although Mom may misunderstand, we won't push Dad into the fire pit!"

It is truly a caring little cotton-padded jacket.

……

In September, the construction of the city wall was completed.

This road is only seven zhang high, but fifteen zhang thick. It looks like it can stand even if ten thousand rock dragon lizards hit it.

However, the Thousand Rocks soldiers standing guard on the city wall and the laborers who were packing up to leave were unaware that there were 100,000 ancient rock dragon lizards far underground.

……

At the end of December, it was another very cold winter. The howling cold wind blew away all the pedestrians on the street, and everyone huddled in their homes to keep warm.

Not only the body is warm, but the heart is also warm.

Although the Qun Yu Pavilion is high in the sky and out of touch with the earth, it is no less lively than any other small family home.

First, Shen He's nephew Chongyun came to celebrate the Lantern Festival at the invitation of the emperor, and his good friend Xingqiu naturally followed. This in turn attracted their mutual friend Xiangling, who was also the junior sister of the male owner and the cook of Wanmintang, a restaurant secretly sponsored by the female owner.

Then, as if out of control, many more people came.

Like the other seven stars in the officialdom, the four generals of the Qianyan Army, Captain Zilu, and then several of Su Ping's fellow students from the academy, all came to visit with their families.

The younger generation includes Xiangling's friend Yun Jinyun and rock artist Xin Yan. At this point, someone called Jiaming who can dance the lion. The inheritors of the two traditional programs of Liyue finally met.

After that, Yaoyao came back holding Su Yunqing's hand. Everyone gave them blessings and congratulations, making the boy and girl blush.

Nan Zhangsheng, a talkative man who is good at dealing with things, brought a large group of people with him after receiving the invitation and made a wonderful appearance.

First came the leader Beidou of the Southern Cross Fleet, then the couple's twin children, and finally Bai Shu, who could be brought back to life with his miraculous hands, and the dull Qiqi, who came into everyone's sight.

Finally, it was the head of the Wangsheng Hall who made a grand appearance, bringing this grand welcoming ceremony to an end.

Su Ping was slightly startled. When he heard that crisp greeting, he seemed so caught off guard and was not mentally prepared at all.

It was only after Ningguang politely returned the gift and used the excuse of pushing her husband to go to rest that no one noticed anything strange.

"Little brother, you look different today than you did before."

Ningguang pushed him into a quiet corner and spoke softly.

Su Ping's expression did not change, nor could he change it, he said calmly: "It was really tiring to do it like that before, and now I realize that it is actually unnecessary to pretend to be a person who treats people well and properly, and I didn't expect that Master Hu would come."

Ningguang raised her red lips and smiled faintly: "I sent someone to invite you. Is that a surprise?"

Su Ping was stunned. "Why?"

"You two have always had a good relationship. Why don't you invite her to your house for a visit on this important occasion at the end of the year? That's not appropriate, little brother."

"That's not what I meant, Sister Ningguang... I just didn't expect it was your arrangement."

"Why, you don't want to see her, are you guilty?"

"Do you believe it?"

"Even if I believe it, do you have the ability now?"

"Even if I have that ability, Sister Ningguang, do you believe it?

This may sound like nonsense, but the couple actually knows the difference, which is very important, extremely important.

Frankly speaking, Su Ping no longer had those unspeakable abilities, and his appearance was not likable at all. Anyone who liked him was either blind or crazy.

Therefore, Ningguang is not worried at all.

Besides, it's really boring to have groundless suspicions. Ningguang already knew the parting words "make a promise in the next life" a few months ago, and apart from the slight jealousy in her heart, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The person she likes has become like this now, but there are still people other than her who are looking forward to being with him. Doesn't this prove that she has good vision and made the right choice?

After all, Su Ping couldn't be blamed for that. Was it wrong to be likable? Of course, it wasn't Hu Tao's fault, because there was nothing wrong with appreciating or liking someone, but he was a married man... It was better not to make it clear or have excessive contact, and give up as soon as possible.

As for those joking words, let them go with the wind...

Ningguang was not a petty person. She was sure that the man in front of her had not betrayed her and had no reason to betray her, so she did not deliberately make things difficult for him, but treated it as a teasing gesture.

"Humph, if you weren't guilty, why would you not meet for several months?"

Su Ping looked at his nose with his eyes and at his heart with his nose, practicing the silent meditation. He knew that his wife was just joking, but he still didn't say a word. Because God knew if he got involved, the early spring omen of loud thunder and little rain would turn into a violent storm on the seaside in summer.

Women's hearts are fickle, like a needle in the sea. Even Ningguang is no exception sometimes, of course, in areas that have nothing to do with work.

"Hey little brother, where is your eloquence from the past? Where did it go? How come you don't even refute my words which have no basis in reason?"

Su Ping answered carefully: "Sister Ningguang's words are well-founded, and what she did is impeccable. No one dares to disobey her. How dare you have other thoughts!"

"Then let's talk nicely when we meet later."

"Yes."

This answer indeed brought up another problem.

"It's been several months since we last met. You went to see me just because I told you to. If you're not guilty, what's the point of not seeing me for so long? You're still saying you have something to hide."

Su Ping was helpless and remained silent.

Of course he couldn't run away. The person in front of him was his legitimate wife, someone he had slept in the same bed with for more than ten years. Where could he run to?

Besides, in name and on paper, the Qun Yu Pavilion is Ningguang’s property!

At this time, a strong response would lead to "death", and keeping silent was not a good idea either. When relying on one's own meager strength was no longer enough to cope with the situation, humans would usually seek help from outside. And Su Ping's help was naturally his own little cotton-padded jacket.

"Mom, come on, everyone is here!"

Ningguang narrowed her peach blossom eyes and smiled, "Here I come, don't worry."

Su Ping "escaped a disaster", but of course it was not a real "disaster".

Everyone gathered together, drinking and chatting happily, but the commander-in-chief of the Qianyan Army retreated early with the four generals to discuss some official business.

The four generals, Feng, Xin, Yu and Wei, some had been in office before Su Ping succeeded him as the commander-in-chief, while others had been replaced by newcomers and were gradually becoming veterans.

The Feng Army is in charge of the border, and Xu Hongyi is currently in charge.

The Xinzi Army was in charge of logistics resources. This general was a very heroic woman, her surname was Mu and her name was Lan. When Nan Zhangsheng first heard this name, he smiled and said that she was the material for being a heroine.

The other two, General Yu and General Wei, are old men left over from the time of the old commander. They are both old but still strong, and seem to be able to work for another five years.

Today's discussion is mainly about the so-called uprising that broke out in Hong Kong recently.

Whenever a country encounters major changes, such as successive years of drought, floods and waterlogging, and the people begin to suffer, but the government does not come up with a reasonable response strategy, there will always be groups calling themselves insurgents who will appear and shout for the overthrow of the old policies for the sake of the country and the people.

This is the situation in Liyue today.

Although the news of the impending disaster was released and people were secretly arranged to guide the way, people could not see where the specific danger was. Instead, the General Affairs Department was always wasting people's money and time and doing things that made it impossible for people to survive. Anyone would feel uncomfortable.

If people feel uncomfortable, they will vent, but the vast majority of people dare not speak out. At this time, as long as there is someone, even only one person, who points out a direction, then no matter whether it is correct or not, he or she will have to bear the resentment and anger of the people.

Xu Hongyi could only shake his head and sigh, feeling very sad about this.

On the other hand, the new female general on the side was more open-minded and comforted the resolute general of the border army. Mulan said in a gentle voice: "The people have just been misled. As long as we point out the truth now, they will stand on our side."

This is not only a comfort, but also a fact, and it expresses the thoughts of everyone present.

The two old generals stared at the commander-in-chief, who seemed to be in his octogenarian, with burning eyes, like a teenager seeing a pretty girl, wishing they could stare through that face that looked like old tree bark.

Su Ping naturally could not see the two old generals' gazes, but he seemed to feel the burning heat and said calmly: "You two don't have to look at me like that. I naturally support this statement, so... the only ones who will be executed in the end are those who tried to provoke civil strife and profit from it."

Su Ping calmed down and laughed dryly: "I'm not senile yet!"

This joke eased the heavy atmosphere a lot.

The general of the Imperial Army wiped his sweat with his hand. In fact, there was no sweat at all, but he did it in vain, as if he was worried that the commander was old and had not handled government affairs for many years, so his brain was not working well.

At this point, the entire meeting was finally revealed.

It turned out that it was not the suppression of the rebels that weighed heavy on the hearts of the battle-hardened generals and Commander Su Ping, but the actions of the unknown group of behind-the-scenes masters that made them so angry.

That's true. No matter how inferior the Qianyan Army is to the immortals and demons, they cannot be compared to a bunch of civilians.

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