The scumbag son-in-law dressed as a husband

When the carriage arrived at the corner, Fenghe explained a few words to the driver and then turned back into the carriage, happily saying: "Your Majesty, there is still time for a cup of tea, and I don't know if my aunt sees my husband coming." How happy I am!"

Yu Chuxi also smiled slightly when he heard the words, but that smile gradually faded away.

Feng He couldn't help being a little puzzled. In order to see my son-in-law today, Mr. Lang took her one step ahead in the morning, and the rest of the business and all the carriages and horses were behind.

Fortunately, he just happened to catch up. Seeing that he is about to see my son-in-law, Mr. Lang should be very happy. He seems to have something on his mind.

Feng He didn't dare to ask, so he could only guess secretly, could it be that Mr. Lang is worried that my uncle is different from before...

To be honest, Feng He wiped his eyes a few times when the lacquer post was sent from the capital to the house together with the family letter half a year ago.

When I was in Jinling in the past, my son-in-law was the number one among all the talents. I didn't expect that when I went to the capital, I would be able to beat the whole world!

Master Wan, the magistrate, personally came to congratulate him, saying that it was almost impossible for my son-in-law to win three yuan in a row, and it would still be famous in history in the future.

Qing history left a name?

These four words made Fenghe feel awed. She knew that no matter how great the officials were, even Mr. Wan, they might not necessarily leave their names in the history books.Only an official who can be known to the people can do it. Now everyone knows the name of my son-in-law.

Many people in Jinling can recite the two poems my uncle wrote before.Thinking that these two poems were written for Lang Jun, Feng He also felt an indescribable pride.

Now recalling Xie Shu's appearance at the beginning, Feng He only felt as if in a dream, the current Xie Shu was the son-in-law she recognized.

He can play chess with Lang Jun, and joke with Lang Jun. Every time he looks at Lang Jun, his expression is very gentle.Only such a son-in-law is worth making Mr. Wang remember, and even make those decisions...

But in the past year, too many earth-shaking changes have indeed taken place. My uncle is now an editor of the Imperial Academy. I heard that the officials who come out of the Imperial Academy are not easy, and they will be promoted very quickly in the future. Moreover, my uncle is only 24 years old this year. .

But even so, Fenghe still believed that my uncle would not change, she remembered the way my uncle looked at Langjun, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

However, Feng He recalled that during these days, even though the Yu family was full of brilliance since the son-in-law became the emperor, rumors continued to spread, saying that with the status and reputation of the son-in-law, how could he be a son-in-law? ...There are many famous families in the capital who have taken a fancy to my son-in-law and want him to be their son-in-law!

These gentlemen never say anything, but they may not take it to heart.

Thinking of this, Feng He couldn't help but fall silent.

Yu Chuxi subconsciously clasped her fingers.

For some reason, seeing that he was getting closer to his destination, his heart beat faster.

Yu Chuxi realized later and found that she was a little nervous.

I haven't seen you in a year, what should I say?He came to see him ahead of the original two-year agreement.

What is he like now?Is it fat or thin?

No amount of words in the letters could describe him, and he always said everything was fine.Sometimes, Yu Chuxi was worried about disturbing him, so his reply was very short, fearing that there would be a day when he would finish talking.

But fortunately, it seems that there is more to say.

This time when he came to the capital, Yu Chuxi started his journey two months ago, but in fact, he started preparing for it a long time ago.

During this period of time, the Yu family's money has been secretly remitted to the capital continuously. The location of the business, the employment of personnel, and the purchase of goods all require countless amounts of money.

Because the distance between Jiangnan and the capital is too far, he has no time to take care of both, so he puts most of his focus on the capital, but it is difficult for the rising business firms to make profits, and their books are also at a great loss.Fortunately, the Yu family is now in the hands of him, even if someone notices something is wrong, he can still cover it up.

Although my father's health did not improve much, his spirit became stronger day by day, and he was even able to get out of bed and walk around.

Even so, Yu Chuxi actually knew that he would not have much time to accompany his father, but he still left Jiangnan after getting his father's permission, and then he sent someone to pick up his second uncle to take care of his father instead.

Regardless of the outcome of these decisions, Yu Chuxi has no regrets.

It's just why, seeing that it was already at the door, Yu Chuxi felt hot and cold all over his body, his heart beat faster and faster, and he even wanted to turn his head back.

Suddenly the carriage stopped on the steps of the mansion, and soon there were inquiries from the servants inside. Although they were all sent by him at the beginning, it is not surprising that they did not recognize him without seeing him.

Yu Chuxi raised a corner of the curtain and stared at the three characters "No. [-] Scholar" written on the plaque at the main entrance of the mansion, which didn't look like Xie Shu's style.The font on it is the same as the several plaques written by the emperor in the Xiyuan Yubi before, and it seems that it is also a gift from the emperor.

At this time, Feng He went down and talked with those servants for a while, but the other party was still very cautious, and had no intention of opening the door, but just sent someone in to report.

Yu Chuxi wouldn't feel neglected, thinking about it, if he was, he would be extremely hesitant when seeing his lord's husband who had never masked suddenly appear.

But for some reason, Yu Chuxi had clearly calmed down now, but why was he still flustered at the thought of seeing Xie Shu?

At this moment, a young man's voice came from inside the door again, with an old-fashioned tone: "What husband is not a husband? Our master only has one husband, and he is not here at all. Open the door, and I want to see it. And who..."

The boy's voice stopped abruptly here, as if he saw some unbelievable scene.

And Fenghe's coquettishness also sounded: "Okay, I haven't seen Ximo for a year, you are really talented, you don't even recognize my husband!"

Xi Mo was crying and laughing, he hadn't shown such an expression for a long time, it seemed that he was back in the Yu Mansion again.

Sir!Sister Fenghe!Finally see you all!

Xi Mo didn't have time to say more, so he shouted: "Hurry up and welcome the gentleman in, I'll call the master."

Then, the figure disappeared like a swift wind.

Seeing this, Feng He heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing: "I thought it was different after coming to the capital for a year, why is it still the same as before?"

In late spring and March, grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, mixed peanut trees, and warblers flying around, but Chang'an is no exception, with green willows like shade, plum blossoms like snow, and peaches and apricots everywhere.

As the spring breeze blew, Yu Chuxi saw a patch of fallen flowers on the ground, and couldn't help but stop, looking at the rustling red flowers blooming in two bushes and one tree on the road.

He still remembered that one day long ago, that person appeared in front of him holding a peach blossom.

The peach blossoms on that day seemed to be even more colorful than today.

At this time, Yu Chuxi's heartbeat slowed down half a beat, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she couldn't help turning around.

Xie Shu has taken the court crown, but has not taken off the court clothes. He is still wearing a magenta official robe, regardless of the scattered sideburns.

From a distance, Xie Shu could see the figure that made him yearn for day and night standing in front of the court. All the flowers were focused on him, but it was still not as beautiful as him.

When he looked back and smiled, at this moment, Xie Shu heard his own heartbeat roaring and thundering, as if stepping on thousands of troops.