comeback [rebirth]

This time there was no Yang Qi rushing straight up at the gate of the city, it was exactly what the two of them wanted, they quickly entered the city and found an inn.

As soon as he sat down, Cen Yuan began to grind ink, Yan Xuan held his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, that doesn't necessarily mean 'Jiang'."

Cen Yuan was forced to stop, and only after a while did he muffle a "hmm".

In Xiaozhuan, the radical of the word "Jiang" is born in the shape of "艸", so it's no wonder Cen Yuan thought too much about it.

But soon, he breathed a sigh of relief silently, and said, "With Fu Jianxin watching over Chang'an, there shouldn't be any problem."

Yan Xuan didn't say a word.

"Here...you don't have to worry." Cen Yuan laughed at himself, "I don't have anything to worry about when you're here."

In turn, he patted the back of Yan Xuan's hand: "I'm just writing a letter to Lou Yuanbai."

Seeing that his expression was indeed not as tense as before, Yan Xuan let go of his hand, and then saw him writing a few strokes after grinding the ink.

"There is not enough manpower, the two of us can protect ourselves, but it is difficult to chase after the victory." Cen Yuan stopped after writing a few pens, rolled up the note and tied it to the pigeon's leg, walked to the window and let it fly.

He watched the pigeons fly away, turned back and continued to explain: "Let Lou Yuanbai come to Qingjiang to arrange it, just in case of emergency."

"Yeah." Yan Xuan continued, "The county magistrate of Qingjiang cannot be trusted."

Although Qingjiang County covers an area that is not small, it is not a particularly vast area, and its administration is not difficult, not to mention that the wharf is the most important transportation hub in Qingjiang.

Now that the wharf is different, and the record books are all managed by the county magistrate, and they have never heard that the county magistrate is a vegetarian, so it is impossible not to find any abnormalities.

Since he turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, all he could think of was intentional.

After running around for a day, Cen Yuan was already a little tired, not to mention that his whole heart was hanging like this just now, now that his body has been relieved, he just wants to slump down.

Yan Xuan was free to let him go, and the two of them rested in the inn for one night, and were going to leave for Jiang's house the next day.

This line of business is not considered communication, let alone investigation, so Yan Xuan specially changed into a black gold wide-sleeved brocade robe, with a leather belt to define his thin waistline, covering all the muscles he had trained for a long time under the soft fabric. When the sun shines through the window lattice again, the whole person presents a completely different softness from usual.

As soon as Cen Yuan packed himself up, he felt greedy when he looked up and saw such a little general, so he went straight forward, took the jade pendant he gave from the other party, and bowed his head to hang it on the other party.

When he raised his eyes again, he moved his hands directly to the back of Yan Xuan's neck, hooked him down and took a deep and long kiss.

When they left reluctantly, they saw that the rare and gentle clothes on Yan Xuan's body had been clenched and wrinkled.

Cen Yuan didn't know when he changed his position, his back was pressed against the wall, his breath was short, and he finally let go of the other party's skirt.He lowered his eyes, slightly smoothed those wrinkles, and then turned his eyes back to Yan Xuan's face which was close at hand.

"If I really sit in that position, it will be over for Da Ning." After a long while, he said some rebellious words without restraint, and chuckled, "With our little general around, why not be King Zhou once again."

Yan Xuan stroked his lips that were red from the kiss with her fingertips, meaningful eyes appeared in her eyes, and she seemed to be intentionally not using any force when she spoke, and her deep and hoarse voice seemed to ring in her ears.

"I can't bear it," he said.

Hearing this, Cen Yuan narrowed his eyes, clicked his tongue almost inaudibly, then raised his head and kissed him again.

In the end, he almost overdid it again, and was stopped by Yan Xuan just before Cen Yuan was about to start stripping off the black gold brocade robe.

Fortunately, the clothes were made of high-quality materials, and the wrinkles disappeared after a while. The two of them calmed down for a while, and finally left the inn after a long delay.

Mr. Jiang, Jiang Zhaoyi's father and Cen Yuan's grandfather, came to Chu State more than 50 years ago and started a fabric business from scratch. Within a few years, he became one of the largest fabric merchants in Jiangnan.

Later, because of Jiang Zhaoyi's entry into the palace, the status of the Jiang family also increased. Even the relatives who had been irrelevant in the past eight lifetimes appeared out of nowhere and took the opportunity to get some idle jobs.

——Even if the official is small, it will always be able to support the face if it is said.

However, even if this is the case, the Jiang family has not been arrogant because of this, and has been doing business honestly.Even the mansion is not grand at all, and the entrance is even hidden in the unique alleys of Jiangnan. If it weren't for the plaque of "Jiang's family" hanging on the top of this gate, others might just think it was a side door of some mansion .

Mr. Jiang also went to Beijing before, so Cen Yuan had two or three friendships with him and his uncle. As for the rest of the Jiang family and this mansion, it really only existed in the chat between Jiang Zhaoyi and him.

Because of this, he took Yan Xuan around several times, causing the peddler at the alley to look at him strangely, almost going to report to the police, and he finally found the entrance.

The old housekeeper who came to open the door saw that the two were obviously confused, and asked, "You two are looking for?"

Cen Yuan subconsciously opened his mouth to say that he wanted to find Mr. Jiang, but in a blink of an eye he felt that such a title was too unfamiliar, so his movements froze and he couldn't say a word.

The old butler looked suspicious, just at this moment, a voice full of arrogance came from behind him: "Old Zhong, who is it?"

"Master." The old butler turned sideways to let the two people out of the door, "It's the two young masters."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Lao suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted in disbelief: "Your Highness?"

...Look.

Cen Yuan sighed silently, while Yan Xuan seemed to have noticed something, raised his hand and pressed down on his back quietly.

After all, Mr. Jiang is not a person who is used to the court, so naturally he will not display the majesty in his house when he traveled from south to north to do business, and the type of "old treacherous and cunning" is also different.So at this moment, when he saw his grandson, although he subconsciously called out his honorific title, he still couldn't hide the surprise and joy on his expression.

His hair and temples only showed a little dark gray. At first glance, he could not be seen as a man who was almost sixty years old. He was full of energy. He walked to the door in three steps and two steps, and gave instructions to the old housekeeper, and then Let the other party go down.

At this moment, Cen Yuan called out: "Grandfather."

Old Jiang said: "Your Highness..."

However, almost as soon as he uttered two syllables, he was interrupted by Cen Yuan sharply: "Grandfather, you should call me by my name as before, and you can use words if you don't care."

They are talking about "before", but this "before" can almost be traced back to when Cen Yuan was five or six years old, how can it be the same.But Mr. Jiang still smiled knowingly, each took a step back, called his name, and then turned his gaze to the person beside the other.

After all, a person's temperament is extremely difficult to change. Even if Yan Xuan changed into relatively mild clothes, it may have changed a lot in the eyes of acquaintances such as Cen Yuan, but if others look at it, the surroundings of that tall and straight figure are still unbearable. The scorching sharpness covered up.

Mr. Jiang had heard earlier that the second prince was married to a young general named Yan Xuan. Although he had never met him before, he still recognized him immediately: "This is General Yan, Lord Yan, right?"

"Mr. Jiang, you don't have to be polite." Yan Xuan nodded at the other party, "The junior name is Xiao Han, just call it out."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Lao responded repeatedly, and his eyes turned between the two of them for a few times before he suddenly came back to his senses: "Hey, this person is too old, and I haven't invited you in after talking for so long, come in quickly .”

After finishing speaking, he stepped aside and invited the two into the mansion. The low-key door closed quietly in the alley.

Along the way, Mr. Jiang called for his servants to prepare tea and snacks, and then he led Cen Yuan and Yan Xuan to the front hall, saying, "Today is just the time for the younger generation to return to Ning, and there are so many people in the family. Please don't be surprised."

"Of course not." Cen Yuan said immediately, "Isn't this just right."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt that the words seemed to be somewhat ambiguous.

——He originally wanted to say that his family members were all there, and it would be better to be more lively, but when he listened to it later, it seemed that he happened to be in Guining too!

His Highness the Second Prince was still confident when he teased people in the morning, but now he made the tips of his ears turn red.

But Mr. Jiang didn't know that he was thinking so much in his heart, so he smiled cheerfully. At this moment, two three or four-year-old children suddenly rushed out from the front hall one after another. The one in front didn't look at the road and bumped his head On Cen Yuan's leg, he fell to the ground.

"Chi Ling," Mr. Jiang snorted, "I don't know where to look when I'm running around in the yard."

Cen Yuan was about to bend down to help, when the child got up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, raised his head and said to Cen Yuan in a milky voice, "I'm sorry."

The random thoughts in Cen Yuan's heart were immediately milked.

Later, another little girl trotted up to him at this time, and then said "I'm sorry", then turned to ask Mr. Jiang, "Great-grandfather, are there any guests at home today?"

Old Jiang laughed again: "Haha, it's not a guest, it's a family member."

The two children looked blank, looking curiously at the two strangers who suddenly appeared, while Mr. Jiang patted the two little heads respectively, and explained to Cen Yuan: "It's Yuan Ming's grandson, and he's usually used to it. Just get used to it."

Cen Yuan knew this "Yuan Ming", it was the uncle who brought them Su Li back then.

Hearing this, Cen Yuan finally realized that he was already an uncle.

Looking again, he found that although the two children were of different genders, they looked very similar.

"Dragon twins?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lao smiled, "It's really uncomfortable to quarrel with the two of you this time."

But even if he said that, there was no disgust in his tone. On the contrary, it seemed that because of the blessings brought by the four generations living under the same roof, the lines around his eyes faded a lot.

Cen Yuan teased: "Grandfather is showing off."

Jiang Lao didn't deny it, he laughed twice, touched his beard, which was neither long nor short, and said, "This is not enough for ordinary people's happiness."

The interior of Jiang's Mansion is the same as its appearance, unlike those vast courtyards where the pools for koi to swim in are smaller, and it takes only a few steps to reach the main hall.

The three adults were talking inside, and according to Xingsheng, they were slightly surprised to see the two extra people.

Among them, only Jiang Yuanming had seen Cen Yuan, he was stunned for a moment and realized who it was, and got up hastily to salute.

Cen Yuan quickly stopped the other party: "Uncle, you don't need to be too polite, just treat us as ordinary juniors."

It's just that at the very beginning, the cousins ​​and husbands he met for the first time were very cautious. After all, they had only heard that there was a Zhaoyi and a prince in their family, but they never thought that they would actually meet him.

I didn't even think that the distance would be so close, even to the point of eating at the same dining table.

There are only two children in a group who are happiest, perhaps because they don't really understand what the words "prince" and "general" mean.

Among them, the little girl was born later, her name was Chi Xiu, she happened to be sitting next to Cen Yuan, after a few mouthfuls of food she didn't want to eat anymore, she put down her chopsticks and looked around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the jade pendant on Cen Yuan's waist.

"Uncle," she shouted, "why does this jade pendant look so strange?"

Hearing this, Cen Yuan looked down, put down the wine cup, bent down behind the dining table and said to her, "It's strange, but it's carved by my uncle's sweetheart."

The little girl probably didn't know what "sweetheart" meant, so she felt that she had seen this jade pendant elsewhere, so she turned her gaze around Cen Yuan and glanced at the waist of another good-looking person.

But she quickly looked away, and asked Cen Yuan: "Mother always said that if you throw a peach, you should return it with a plum, so did your uncle also engrave it?"

"That's natural." Cen Yuan said, "What? Do you want it?"

The little girl thought about it and nodded.

However, Cen Yuan said: "That's not allowed."

Little girl: "..."

The sweetheart sat on the other side of Cen Yuan, responding to Old Jiang's question, while sensitively capturing the conversation in the corner, he motioned to Old Jiang, turned his head and put a piece of meat into Cen Yuan's bowl—roughly It means let him eat well and stop bullying the children.

"Why," Cen Yuan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and immediately turned around and said, "Could it be that you want me to carve an identical jade pendant and give it to someone else?"

Yan Xuan glanced at him: "Is your hand ready?"

Cen Yuan: "..."

The traces of the blisters on his hands have actually disappeared in sevens and eighties. It's just that he has done too much meticulous work before, and occasionally he feels numbness and tingling in his fingers when he exerts force.

"It's just carving a jade pendant for a child, what a big deal it can be," he said.

Now the volume was louder, and only his cousin could hear, the latter hurriedly said: "No, no, if they want something, we'll just buy it for them."

"That's not the same." Cen Yuan said pointedly, "Jade pendants are sometimes not limited to decoration, only those carved by hand have spirituality."

After that, he turned to Chi Xiu with a playful smile on his face again: "Are you right?"

Yan Xuan raised his eyes slightly, his eyes slipped out from the end of his eyes, and paused for a moment on Cen Yuan, before lowering his eyes again, and drank a glass of wine.

But the little girl didn't know whether it was deep or not, she just felt that what uncle said was very powerful, so she nodded vigorously, and then "had insight" and said directly to Cen Yuan: "Thank you, uncle!"

As a result, her mother had no choice but to say thanks.

"Yunsheng." Jiang Yuanming asked at this time: "Do you have any plans for playing in Qingjiang?"

Cen Yuan originally wanted to finish eating, but now that his uncle brought it up, he nodded: "I heard from my mother that there is a commercial ship at home, and I want to go to sea to see it."