Xiao Qinghuan

The previous ancestral house of the Liu family had been washed away in the river, and the two children had nothing to clean up, so they followed Yan Qing and the others away.

When he reached the entrance of the village, Yan Qing realized that there were two carriages parked one behind the other at the entrance of the village. Jiang Mozheng was standing next to the carriage. Seeing them coming, he naturally walked up to salute and picked up the two children one after the other. In the past, they held hands and sent them to the carriage behind.

Yan Qing blinked blankly, and the Ling Ran look just now disappeared instantly.

Fortunately, the two children, Jing Zhan and Jiang Ling, had already been picked up by Jiang Mo in the carriage, so they didn't see him in a daze.

"Why are you in a daze, why don't you get in the carriage?" Jiang Xiaohan stepped into the carriage, then turned around and stretched out his hand to him: "If we don't make the journey, I'm afraid we'll be late."

It was only then that Yan Qing came to his senses, and subconsciously put his hand on the floor of the car.Seeing that the two of them had already sat firmly in the car, Jiang Ying closed the door and started on the road with a whip.

As soon as Jiang Xiaohan got into the car, he leaned on the soft pillow like he had no bones, and pulled out a book from the camera obscura under the seat.

Seeing his leisurely appearance, Yan Qing thought about the extra carriage outside for no reason, and couldn't help but wondered: "You knew it before?"

Jiang Xiaohan was always with the king in the middle of the capital, and his ability to observe words and demeanor had been cultivated to a high degree early, and he could still care about the smallest details, let alone such a big matter.

"Of course I know." Jiang Xiaohan lazily turned over two pages of the book, teasingly said: "My sweetheart, my sweetheart, if I can't even guess your thoughts, how can I have the face to say that I am your sweetheart, huh?"

Mr. Jiang has always been as thick-skinned as a city wall when talking about such things, his face is not red and his heart is not beating.

Who would have thought that today Yan Qing somehow changed her sexuality, and even responded: "En."

Jiang Xiaohan looked curious: "Why don't you stare at me today?"

He is very weird, he usually coaxes people when they are in a hurry, and induces people to say irrelevant nonsense every day, but today Yan Qing generously agreed, yet he still feels uncomfortable.

Yan Qing glanced at him: "You are telling the truth, why are you staring at you?"

Yan Qing thought of something again as he spoke, and said worriedly: "But speaking of it, you took a daughter back at random when you were outside, do you have something to explain to the people in the clan?"

Jiang Xiaohan flicked the pages of the book for a moment, and then broke into a nonchalant smile: "The Jiang family has no side branches. After my parents left, I was left alone. I will count on what I say. I will take the girl to burn incense in the ancestral hall when I go back." , and then write the family tree.”

Yan Qing thought to herself that she had slipped her tongue.

——Painting Lingyan, Shangganquan, since ancient times, the fame belongs to the juvenile.How many of the "heroic youths" who climbed to Lingyan Pavilion will die well.I don't know what Yan Qing felt when he named the girl.

It's unknown what Jiang Xiaohan was thinking, but Yan Qing's heart ached just thinking about it.

"What's more--" Jiang Xiaohan changed his voice, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I will depend on you for the rest of my life, so raise a child early, so that someone will take care of me in the future."

Yan Qing has always been open-minded, now that he knows what he wants, he will not say anything disappointing to tell him to pass on the incense.

"So that's how it is." Yan Qing walked down the steps: "You came up with this idea."

"It's more than that." The old god Jiang Xiaohan is here: "My daughter is your apprentice's younger sister. Isn't this a kiss? If I do something wrong in the future and annoy you and refuse to pay attention to me, I will find you Plead for me, girl... how about it, am I smart or not?"

Move the rescuer to a young child, fortunately he can speak.

However, Yan Qing would not refute his face, not only that, but was even amused by his self-satisfied appearance, and hurriedly cupped his hands and complimented: "Yes, the whole world belongs to Mr. Jiang, who is resourceful and resourceful."

Jiang Xiaohan smiled with satisfaction, turned another page, and said casually: "I just heard that when Ah Qing was accepting apprentices, it was inconvenient to name the teacher, so I only called it by one word, so the word 'Yan Qing' is Is the name a word?"

"It's both a name and a character." Yan Qing said earnestly, "I don't know my surname. When the master picked me up, I was only a little bigger than a swaddling baby. The name Qing was used to warn me to be clear and self-sufficient. Stay true to yourself."

Jiang Xiaohan became interested: "Then why do you use Yan as your surname?"

"This..." Speaking of this, Yan Qing was a little embarrassed: "My master said, it's because I looked more handsome than other babies when I was young."

"Pfft—" Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help laughing.

"It's not just when I was a child." He blinked narrowly at Yan Qing: "Now Ah Qing is also a master."

It was rare for Yan Qing to be praised so bluntly on his appearance. He pursed his lips and said with a light smile, "Nonsense."

"How can this be nonsense? It's nothing more than the truth." Jiang Xiaohan clasped the book to his chest, and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, I pronounced the word 'Mingyuan'. far."

"I know." Although Yan Qing was surprised that he brought it up, he still nodded honestly: "I heard young master Zhuang and General Xie call it that before."

"Oh?" Jiang Xiaohan raised his eyebrows: "Then why has Ah Qing never called?"

Yan Qing was momentarily at a loss for words.

If he didn't take the initiative to tell, so it's inconvenient to call him that way, then Jiang Xiaohan must have a thousand words waiting to play tricks on him, insisting on giving him the title of "close or not".

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaohan did not have to wait for an answer as usual, but sighed: "Ah Qing, although the word Biao seems close, but these two words are given by His Majesty, there is always a heavy meaning, I can't say Hate it, but don't really like it either."

"Your Majesty doesn't understand you." Yan Qing comforted, "Although the word Mingyuan has good ambition, it is inevitable that you have too much expectation and some shackles on you. Although you are talented in strategy, you are not out of the ordinary... The name given by Mr. Jiang Just fine."

"It's very good." Jiang Xiaohan blinked at him: "And...the word Mingyuan is sometimes called by people, but Ah Qing is the only one who only calls me by my name."

Gossiping for a while is enough to relieve fatigue, this carriage is spacious, in addition to the three-side seat wide for one person, there is also a small stove and wooden table in the corner, so it doesn't look crowded.Yan Qing got up and took out a three-tiered medicine basket about one foot square from the dark cabinet at the side, opened the lid, pulled out all the drawers in it, and placed them one by one on the table in the carriage.

He wrote the list of medicinal materials a few days ago, and Jiang Mo helped to buy this medicine basket. Today, I happened to think of it, and after looking through it, I found that Jiang Mo had brought it into the car.

"What is this for?" Seeing him busy, Jiang Xiaohan leaned on his right arm and turned his head to watch his movements.

"Prescribing medicine." Yan Qing didn't raise his head: "Didn't you say earlier that you finished your medicine?"

As he spoke, he found a small copper scale from the cabinet where the medicine box was placed. Jiang Mo has always been careful, and he can handle things properly without anyone's orders.

Yan Qing has a pair of beautiful hands with fair and slender fingers, which is pleasing to the eye when holding a sword, and is not bad at all when handling medicinal materials.

Outside, cicadas chirping and dogs barking, it looked peaceful.

Yan Qing was focused and serious when dispensing the medicine, Jiang Xiaohan didn't bother him, just lay aside and watched quietly.

Because there were a few children sitting in the car behind, the speed of the carriage would inevitably slow down, and it would make people drowsy if it swayed for a long time. Jiang Xiaohan couldn't help yawning after watching it for a while, and leaned on the pillow to take a nap.

At the same time, Anqing Mansion, eight hundred miles away from Pingjiang, also ushered in a strange face.

The unremarkable gray horse stopped at the gate of the mansion, and the tall man in commoner clothes jumped down and knelt down at the gate of the mansion.

"This subordinate came from Pingjiang and asked to see Mr. He."

The author says:

Thank you Ziqi for feeding the fish food~Thank you very much~