My country, you can pinch it

As Fang Jinling said, Yang Shi was indeed unwilling to let go of this hard-won opportunity. When she heard the news, she couldn't have been more pleasantly surprised.

"Shang Qingrong's stupid woman surprised me, Yu'er, it's really God's favor for our mother and son."

Fang Jinyu's life is not going well recently, his parents are shy, so he can spend so much, he rarely even exchanges poetry with his classmates.He was regretting that he followed his mother into the Marquis Mansion, but he didn't expect the turn of events. He said, "If father reconciles with Li, will you be able to straighten things up?"

"That's natural. Given your grandfather's status, does he still want to marry another one?" Yang raised her chin and said domineeringly, "This should be ours, it's ours."

"It's just, will Dad really reconcile?" Fang Jinyu was a little worried. He seemed to have seen through the abilities of Yunyang Hou Waiqiang. Obviously, as a Hou Ye, he was supposed to say the same thing, but he didn't expect to see his wife's face!

This question made Yang narrow her eyes. She understood the virtues of Marquis Yunyang too well, and she was most indecisive and indecisive.

In a blink of an eye, Mrs. Dingguo's birthday is coming.

Although it was the coldest time of winter, the weather was beautiful, and after several snowfalls, it stopped last night.

Even if the Yunyanghou Mansion is outside the center of power, it is also invited because of the presence of the second-rank Marquis.

Fang Jinling, dressed in white velvet, followed the sky towards the gate of the Hou Mansion, surrounded by maids.

At this moment, there were two carriages parked on both sides of the gate, one on the left and one on the right. Monk Yunyang Hou stood on each other lightly, with a clear distinction, facing each other from a distance, their eyes were cold when they touched each other, it seemed that they were not husband and wife, but more like enemies.

Standing beside Yunyang Hou was a young man in a brocade suit, Fang Jinyu.I don't know how Yang's moved Yunyanghou, or maybe the latter took him with him just to take a gamble.

Seeing Fang Jinling's surprised expression, Fang Jinyu couldn't help raising her chin, with a hint of complacency in her eyes.In terms of his father's importance, it is obvious that Fang Jinling, who is a legitimate son, is not as flattering as he is.

"It's really shameless." The little girl next to her cursed secretly.

Seeing this, Fang Jinling only raised his eyebrows, turned his gaze to his father's face, saw that the latter frowned at him coldly, and was quite alienated, so he didn't bother to say the hypocritical greeting that came to his mouth, and walked directly to It's still easy.

"It's a bit cold today, do you feel unwell?" Shang Qingrong pulled Fang Jinling away and asked with concern.

Fang Jinling smiled: "Very good."

His eyes were bright and full of anticipation, and Shang smiled lightly and put on the cloak tightly for him: "Hurry up and get in the car."

"Since he is not in good health, let him join in the fun. If he gets sick halfway and disturbs Mrs. Dingguo's birthday banquet, don't blame me for not reminding you." A cold voice came from Yunyang Hou on the opposite side.

The smile on Shang Qingrong's face disappeared in an instant, and he didn't even look at him: "Shut up, take care of yourself, don't you want to make up, why haven't you heard anything for so long?"

Yunyang Hou was choked for a moment, thinking that this woman was unbelievable: "You seem to be asking for more?" He was just angry, so could it be taken seriously?What's the benefit of getting away from this woman?

Qingye and Changkong helped Fang Jinling into the carriage, Fuxiang raised the curtain, Shang Qingrong turned around and sneered: "I'll wait and see."

After finishing speaking, she got into the carriage directly, and the curtain of the carriage was drawn down, completely blocking her view.Then the coachman raised his whip, and the sound of the wheels of the cart sounded, and he went straight forward with the clatter of the horse's hooves, without even waiting for a moment.

Marquis Yunyang was so angry that his nose was crooked, he pointed at the carriage that was driving away, and cursed: "You really don't know etiquette, you are so vulgar!"

"Master Hou, do you want to get in the car?" Wen Fu asked cautiously.

Yunyanghou could only flick his sleeves, and led Fang Jinyu into the carriage.

Wen Fu sighed, and told the coachman, "Hurry up, catch up with Madam."

This was the first time Fang Jinling stepped out of the gate after crossing. He slightly raised the curtains of the car and looked outside curiously.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the shops along the street are branched out, the white snow is tinged with red, and the sound of hawking keeps coming and going, creating a festive atmosphere.

Although the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, their faces are full of joy.Regardless of whether it is now or in future generations, after working hard for a whole year, they are willing to spend a little extravagant time during the Chinese New Year, buying some food and clothing items that they are usually reluctant to part with, so it seems to be a scene of enthusiasm.

Fang Jinling saw the peddlers walking around the streets surrounded by staring children, and he sorted out maltose one by one; At the biscuit stall, the boy ate the hot biscuits with gusto, and he didn’t forget to share a bite with his parents who were reluctant to buy another one...

The most simple people live the most promising years, real but warm.

Cloth villages, silver buildings, restaurants...there was a lot of voices, this was the last hustle and bustle before the Spring Festival, even if the wind and frost crushed people, and the cold hands were cold, they couldn't resist this enthusiasm.

Fang Jinling watched intently, everything was new to him.

After waiting for a while, Qing Ye finally had no choice but to persuade: "Master, it's cold outside, don't look at it."

The carriage is very big, and it is not too crowded for four people to sit on it. Fang Jinling lowered the curtain, turned around and said excitedly, "Mother, it's so lively."

Shang Qingrong put on Fang Jinling's cloak that was blown away by the wind, "It will be more lively in previous years, but this year the disaster is serious, and there are many fewer people going to the market from outside the city."

As Fang Jinling listened, the smile on his face slowly faded, and he asked, "How is it outside the city?"

Shang Qingrong shook his head: "It's not very good. I heard that the further north, the disaster is more serious. Deaths from freezing and starvation abound. I don't know if the imperial court has provided disaster relief."

If it is disaster relief, news must come out, so it can be seen that there is no such thing.

Disasters are merciless, and people are merciless. If people are merciless, how will those victims survive this winter?

Fang Jinling's heart became heavy. He was glad that he traveled through the body of a kid from a rich family. Even if some bad things happened, even if he had a bad body, he didn't need to worry about the most basic food and clothing.

"It seems that the new policy has to be implemented." And this means that the Yang family has gained power, which is not good news for Fang Jinling and the others.

Luxurious carriages shuttled on the blue-gray driveway that had been swept away, and rushed to Dingguo's mansion from all directions to congratulate.

The excitement in my ears gradually faded away, but the speed of the carriage slowed down and then stopped.

"Madam, young master, Duke Dingguo's mansion has arrived."

As the top dignitaries in the capital, Duke Ding's Mansion directly occupied two main streets. Today, the four gates were opened together, and the servants who greeted the guests were also dressed in all-colored green clothes, which looked impressive from a distance.

Of course, the guests who came and went were also dignified and dignified, surrounded by servants, and the women's family members were dressed in pearls and garlands, which was completely different from the simple life of the people that Fang Jinling saw in the carriage.

When Fang Jinling got out of the car, Fang Jinyu was already standing on the ground with Marquis Yunyang, his eyes were fixed on the majestic door plaque for a long time, his expression was excited and full of curiosity.It's just that there are distinguished guests coming and going, he wants to maintain calm and reserved, and he doesn't want to show the surprise that he has never seen in the world, so he looks more reserved.

The guests were greeted by Duke Ding's eldest son and second son, and Zhong Qi followed his father standing on the left and right, greeting the guests one by one.

After Zhong Qi saw the gentleness of Yunyanghou Monk, he saw Fang Jinling who was following behind his mother. The face that smiled at everyone finally showed more sincerity. My brother thought you weren't coming."

Fang Jinling stretched out his hand from the cloak, saluted respectfully to the Grand Master of the Dingguo Mansion, then looked at Zhong Qi, frowned, and said with a smile: "The old lady treats me very well. How dare I not come for her old man's birthday?" ?”

Zhong Qi pretended to be unhappy: "Did I treat you badly?"

"Of course it's good, so I'd rather drink the bitter medicine for half a month, and try my best to make myself better, but also see Brother Zhong Qi." Fang Jinling's clear and bright eyes contained a warm smile, like the warm sunshine today, which makes people fall in love at first sight. I am in a good mood.

"The mouth has become sweeter. Grandma must like you when she sees you. You go in with Aunt Shang to meet you first, and I will come to you later."

"Brother Zhong Qi is busy."

The two of them exchanged greetings as if there was no one else around, and from the beginning to the end, Zhong Qi never glanced at Fang Jinyu who was standing behind Yunyanghou. Although the latter smiled calmly, it was a pity that the folding fan in his hand was about to be broken.

Looking at Monk Yunyang Hou Qingrong again, although it is normal for husband and wife to have a estrangement, there are not many people who can make others see that they are in harmony on important occasions, and it is extremely rare that they don't even have the most basic face.

Not long ago, the Marquis of Yunyang ignored the opposition of his wife and insisted on welcoming back his concubine and illegitimate son who had been hidden for more than ten years. This caused a big joke in the capital, and many people looked at Marquis Yunyang with sneering eyes.

This made Yunyang Hou a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, after exchanging greetings, some guests came again, Elder Zhong took Zhong Qi to confess his crime, and then asked his servants to lead them to meet Duke Ding and the old lady.

But before he walked a few steps, he heard a loud singing behind him.

"His Royal Highness is here—"

"Scholar Yang arrived at—"

The high-pitched voice overwhelmed all the pleasantries and discussions, everyone stopped, and then both Mr. Zhong and Mr. Zhong all descended the steps to welcome the arrival of King Duan.

Through the crowd, Fang Jinling vaguely saw the appearance of the leader, King Duan. He saw that this legendary corporal and talented prince was nearly forty, but his face was white and elegant, he walked gracefully, and he had a literati temperament. Highlighting the dignity, I thought it was some bachelor minister.

But soon, his eyes fell on the old man who was walking side by side with King Duan, and he thought that this person should be the rumored Grand Master Yang.

I saw that Yang Shenxing's hair was white at the temples, and his complexion was particularly old. It can be seen that even with Yang's continuous management, the bitter cold in the exiled land was still tormenting, which made him suffer a lot.But even though he was showing his old age, the old man still had bright eyes and was full of energy, with a sense of old age and great ambitions in his chest.

Not a simple character, Fang Jinling evaluated in his heart.

Although the eyes of the surroundings fell on King Duan first, they all focused on Lord Yang like Fang Jinling in the end. As King Duan's most advantageous trump card, this Master Yang, who was suddenly remembered by the emperor, is the key to the future court movements .

As for their arrival, nothing could be happier than Marquis Yunyang and Fang Jinyu. Fang Jinling could see their instantly bright eyes and their ready-to-express excitement.

Before King Duan and the others approached, Marquis Yunyang strode forward and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have seen His Royal Highness Duan Wang, and I have seen Teacher."

As long as the news is not blocked, it must be known that Yang Shenxing's daughter has been a concubine for the student Yunyanghou for more than ten years and gave birth to a son. grandfather.

Seeing Fang Jinyu, Yang Shenxing frowned subconsciously, but soon relaxed, and said a few homely things to Fang Jinyu with a gentle expression, then asked about knowledge, and finally told: "Since the college entrance examination is coming, you should be diligent Do not slacken your reading.”

Fang Jinyu's face turned red when she heard the words, and she was secretly delighted: "I would like to follow the teachings of my grandfather."

Now that he was in front of him, Prince Duan also gave a lot of face. He praised Marquis Yunyang for his calligraphy skills, and when he heard Fang Jinyu reading, he also praised Fang Jinyu for his young talent.

It wasn't until other officials came forward to salute that the two of them tactfully stepped aside, then looked at Shang Qingrong and Fang Jinling together, and raised their chins to show their complacency.

Fang Jinling: "..."

He reluctantly swallowed the word "stupid", but turned around and asked in an unbelievable tone, "Mother, has my father really been in the officialdom for more than ten years?"

He didn't realize that Yang Shenxing hadn't mentioned Yang Yingxue from the beginning to the end. The superficial politeness made it clear that he didn't want to involve too much in public, so the two of them went up to poke eyes, fearing that others would not know how Fang Jinyu got here.

Shang Qingrong paused for a moment when he heard the words, and he didn't know whether to sneer or laugh and said: "He always thought that it was my Xilinghoufu's lack of strong support that made him spend eight years in the Ministry of Industry."