The Regent's Tender Darling

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is already the third year of Yanming Dynasty, and the new year has begun again.

The wind in the morning seems to be the same as last year. The people and scenery have not changed, only the people's mood has changed.

The hall of Gu Mansion, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was bustling at this time.

"You old man! You're cheating on chess again!" Old Prime Minister Mu Quchen's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to grab the chess pieces that Gu Yunzheng had taken back.

Gu Yunzheng leaned back and said, "Hey! You're here for the Chinese New Year? You grab things on the first day of the new year, but you, an old man, lose things all year long."

"Humph!" Mu Quchen sat down again, his white beard also trembling.

In addition to the two people sitting at the chessboard, there was also a man sitting aside drinking tea.

A pair of eyes that are brighter than ordinary people and difficult to ignore.

Sitting next to him was a young girl, wearing a red coat and skirt, who had been eating melon seeds. She had eaten a lot of melon seeds on the small table without slowing down at all.

"Eat less." The man finally couldn't help but said.

The girl licked the melon seeds for a moment, then blinked her eyes twice and asked curiously: "Why?"

"Getting angry."

"oh."

At this time, the thick curtain that blocked the wind was opened, and a boy came in from outside, followed by a gust of cold air into the hall.

Everyone turned their attention to the boy, and Gu Yunzheng stopped playing chess and asked, "What's wrong?"

The boy said with a smile: "Sir, the Prince Regent's carriage is outside."

"Ouch!" Gu Yunzheng suddenly exclaimed in surprise. It was not that he was surprised after hearing what the boy said, but that the chess piece in his hand that had not yet fallen was snatched away by Mu Quchen, a white-haired old man!

That kid Ling Han, what year won't he come over to pay him New Year's greetings? He didn't really like the kid coming.

He is obviously a young man, but he is more old-fashioned than an old man like him. Even when he speaks normally, he feels like he is in court.

Compared with his father Ling Yun's monkey-skin child, he still thinks Ling Yun's child is better, but he shouldn't have scolded him so much before.

Maybe he won’t give birth to a staid son.

"Don't get off. My new daughter-in-law will be here soon. You, an aunt and uncle, can't you express your gratitude?" Prime Minister Mu smiled and stroked his beard.

Then he made another move and said, "I win."

Gu Yunzheng had no intention of playing chess at this time. He had forgotten that Ling Han's child was already married.

Speaking of which, he also watched the children of the Lin family grow up. When he returned to his old house in Jiangnan, he even visited the Chen family to see Lin Jiaojiao when she was a child.

"Ouch!" Gu Yunzheng patted his forehead. He didn't even think about this matter, and he didn't think about the fact that Ling Han was now married.

In panic, he quickly called to the boy and said: "Quick! Go quickly, get ready!"

"Yes." The boy agreed quickly and went out.

As soon as I opened the curtain, I saw someone had already entered the house.

Lin Jiaojiao followed Yan Sihan from Lingfu Villa to come here to pay New Year's greetings. She didn't know why she wanted to pay New Year's greetings to the Gu family at first. In fact, she didn't even know that Yan Sihan had a relationship with the Gu family.

After asking, I found out that Ling Yue, Yan Sihan's father Ling Yun's aunt, was Yan Sihan's aunt, who married into the Gu family, so Gu Shangshu Gu Yunzheng was Yan Sihan's great-uncle.

She did know a little bit about the Gu family, as she heard from her elder brother, but the only thing she remembered was that the Gu family and the Lin family were distant relatives.

The specific distance is probably so far that there is no intersection.

In fact, she didn't know what to call people. Anyway, just follow Yan Sihan and call them aunt and grandpa. When you marry, follow your husband.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to figure out such a long-term relationship for a while.