Chapter 13：

Tang Songnian walked forward, letting people invite Ma to catch his head as he walked, and after Ma arrived, he ordered: "You arrange for people to go to Lin'an Look for a lady He in the sixth lane of Dongping Town, Fupingjing County. Her mother's family name is Zeng in Danyang County, Guangping Prefecture. This woman is Aunt He Shaoting. Check her tone and see if you can adopt He Shaoting. No accident, she should be He Shaoting's only relative. "

Ma Catou looked at him in surprise: "How did an adult know that there is such a lady?"

That child was silent no matter how anyone asked, the people in Sun Zhai were even more unsure of his life history, and naturally they had no way of knowing.

Tang Songnian smiled slightly: "The mountain people have their own tricks, and you can arrange for them to go! And first tell the lady He Shaoting what happened, only that his parents died, but she was the only one. If she had no intention, then Not to mention more, just come back. "

Ma Catou saw his face mysterious and helpless, so he arranged for manpower only when he got down.

"A young age is pretending to be an old man who is inscrutable, no wonder the little girl is calling the old man!" Far away, Tang Songnian heard Ma's head muttering, his smile on his face froze and he touched his nose.

On this day, Mrs. Zhizhou feasted the magistrates of several counties in similar counties. Ruan went out early in the morning, and returned by horse-drawn carriage at about the time of lighting.

"Where's Brother Zhou and Baoya?" She asked Tang Songnian when she came in, but she didn't see a pair of children.

"Going to their grandmother." Tang Songnian lazily flipped the scrolls, opened his eyes, and answered indifferently.

Ruanshi cleaned his face and washed his hands, took the cloth towel handed over by Cuiwen, wiped the water drops on his hand, and asked casually: "How are they good at home today?"

"Good, good," Tang Songnian replied.

It seems as if I have never seen a lady dressed like this for a long time. Compared with the usual sophistication, she looks different today.

"Where's the cherry?" Nguyen sat in front of the dresser, untied the ornaments on her bun, and saw a small plate of cherries on the round table aside, and asked strangely.

"Sent by Uncle De, most of the basket, the mother and children have eaten, this is for you, I remember you love to eat this."

Seeing that he still remembered that he liked to eat this, Ruan listened to the sweetness in his heart, and suddenly remembered something, and said in a hurry: "Bao Ya also ate it? You won't give her the whole thing, right? Small, such a small fruit cannot ... "

"Rest assured, I didn't give her any." Tang Songnian drew her fingers down the hair on her cheek, and answered absently.

Since the last time her daughter became ill, the wife has been worried about her daughter's illness. After her daughter recovered, he was busy with business, and he hadn't enjoyed himself for a long time between the beds.

"Baoya can't help you?" Ruan said without being aware that the person around him had gone to the horizon, surprised.

"You can't help it, it's not a bit of trouble at all, it really is our daughter." Tang Song, young, rubbed her earlobe gently, her voice low.

Ruanshi blushed at him with a blush, and pushed him away in an angry manner, saying shyly, "What are you doing! Let the girls see the joke."

Tang Songnian smiled slightly.

What he likes the most is that his wife is so ashamed to look at, and a smile is the most beautiful scene in the world that taught him to put it down.

For fear of his whim, if he didn't care about it, Ruan quickly shifted the topic: "I heard Mrs. Zhou said that the elder brother's errand had come down, and the official document of the Ministry of Government had also arrived in the state.

Tang Songnian played with her hair, and frowned, "Is that so?"

"It should be false. Mrs. Zhizhou is not such a person who speaks with confidence, and she will not say it unless she is sure." Ruan said.

Tang Songnian's face was a little dignified.

How long has it taken since the eldest brother started to make money? Even after Wu Zhifu received the silver money, he quickly sent him back to Beijing, and issued the letter of appointment from the Ministry of Government to He'an House. It will take two months at the earliest. Why did the appointment letter reach the state?

There is only one possibility, that is, this appointment letter was not sent out from Beijing at all. But no official in the world dare to impersonate the official documents of the ministry, and the letter of appointment must be true.

He thought of the rumors he heard earlier about Prince Togane's sales officer, and his eyebrows tightened.

Now it seems that I am afraid this rumor is not groundless!

He couldn't tell what it was like. In the last years of the former dynasty, the officialdom was corrupt and corrupt, and officials at all levels searched for people's fat and people, and the people didn't talk about life. In the final analysis, all of this lies in the corruption of officials.

Da Qi was less than six years old, and the prince is the reserve prince of the country. If he really sets a bad precedent for the sale of government officials, it will be ineffective in the future.

Seeing his uneasiness, Ruan asked with anxiety, "What's wrong with you? His face is so ugly."

"It's nothing." Tang Songnian smiled, putting aside his worries for the time being.

On the next day, when Tang Songnian returned from the throne, he saw that Ruan was teasing his daughter. The little girl was very obedient at the moment, so that she could say whatever she said, and let the people shout obediently. Two beeps.

If it is usual, Tang Songnian will be overjoyed. After all, the little girl called Dad countless times. Tonight, she even called twice in a row, but it is really not easy.

But at this moment his mind was caught by the gentle-looking Nguyen.

Under the candlelight, the woman smiled softly, her willows were bent, and a pair of apricot eyes seemed to be holding water vapor, a pretty and small nose, and red lips. At this moment, the woman patiently listened to her daughter's children's words and smiled, her temperament was gentle and amiable.

"I don't know what's going on, Baoya was a little sleepy today. Usually she would follow Zhou Geer Ting Geer and they walked in the garden." He heard her worryingly.

"I want to come because yesterday was too much fun, and today it is a bit general, it doesn't matter." Tang Songnian didn't care.

Since recovering from the illness last time, he has watched the little girl's bones strengthen a lot, and the doctor who gave her the pulse of peace every month said the same, so he was not very worried.

Ruan's thought was reasonable and he smiled softly at him.

However, Tang Songnian felt a little bit dry, and even his breathing suddenly accelerated a bit. There seemed to be a rush of heat rushing into his head, and he couldn't hold back anymore, holding Ruan's hand, scratching in her palm. Scratched, dumbly: "It's late, it's time to rest."

Time to rest? Ruan's suspicious, usually this time ... Only when she met those deep eyes, she blushed slightly and knew what he was thinking.

Xu Yanyao is not a real child. Naturally, she can see the sultry atmosphere between the couple, but she is waiting for this moment. Therefore, when Tang Songnian wanted Bi Wen to come in and hug her, he would hug without saying a word Tightening Ruan's neck, Jiao Didi said, "No, no, no, no, no."

She hugged tightly, and Ruan was reluctant to pull her away, only to look at Tang Songnian helplessly.

Tang Songnian cleared his throat and courageously coaxed his daughter: "My mother was very tired all day, so I had to rest earlier so that I would have the energy to play with Baoya tomorrow."

Pretending to be incomprehensible to him, Xu Yanyao still hugged Ruan tightly and refused to give up, and still slapped her with a soft, tender face.

Ruan was a little bit softened by her cowardice. Her little girl is rarely so coquettish.

Seeing the slimy strength of the mother and daughter, Tang Songnian knew that his wife must have left herself again, looking straight at her with some resentment.

Ruan smiled apologetically at him.

Helpless, Tang Songnian fetched the book set aside, and flipped absently until he saw his daughter little by little in his wife's arms.

Almost fast, the little girl finally fell asleep.

Ruanshi hummed the unknown tune gently, and patted her daughter gently with her right hand, convinced that the little girl had fallen asleep before holding her in the ear chamber.

The moment the door was closed, Xu Yanyao, who should have fallen asleep, rolled over, her eyes rolling slowly, calculating the hours silently in her heart.

When Ruan Shizhong returned to the main house, closing the door, suddenly a volley suddenly scared her to scream, and quizzically whispered to the man holding her: "Frighten me Now. "

Tang Song smiled young and couldn't wait to hug her and walk to the bed.

The drapery drooped and the candlelight fluttered, which soon added a bit of scent to the night.

Tang Songnian was about to taste what he wanted. Suddenly a sharp cry came in, scaring him unpreparedly.

"It's Baoya, Baoya is crying!" Ruan, who had been unable to tell the difference between today and evening, was suddenly anxious as he was so weak and weak that he kissed him.

"There are girls!" Tang Songnian calmed down, kissed her again, and refused to give up easily.

"No, no, you listen, she cries more and more, it must be, it must be Biwen they can't coax." Ruanshi escaped his kiss lightly and pushed him with his hand.

Knowing her temperament, Tang Songnian let out a bit of discouragement, watched her hurriedly get dressed, and went out without looking back.

He sighed on the bed.

It is not so good for a woman to give birth to a child, and the husband will be put behind the child.

When the crying in the atrium ceased, after a while, he saw Ruan's return.

"I don't care, you must compensate me!" He bit his lip and hummed.

Ruan was a little guilty and let him move softly.

Tang Songnian reorganized his glory, and vowed to make every wish possible. A sharper, louder cry came, and he was a puppet again.

After a moment, he stretched out on the bed again, sighing at the top of the account.

After another quarter of an hour, Ruan returned with regret again. [Harmony and harmony ca n’t be said, but I do n’t know how to change it after giving up treatment.]

"Mother! Mother! Whoa ... mother ..." The cry came again. This time, he was finally weak, and once again laid on the bed relentlessly, looking sadly at the back of his wife leaving hurriedly.

What do you say, having so many children? I will bully my dad!