Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

They say a son follows his mother, but Guan Shengrui's face is somewhat similar to Wen Jun's when he was a child.

In the two years they have been here, they have already become accustomed to their current appearance. Although Guan Shengrui looks familiar at first glance, they never think that way.

After Wen Yao finished speaking, he muttered: "What you said about my brother is true. Why don't you tell me clearly? It almost made me embarrassed today."

Wen Xiuyi looked at her and said, "What? You just called me mom?"

Wen Yao glanced at him with disgust and pointed at herself: "Does your daughter look that stupid to me?" She just couldn't help crying, but she couldn't tell Professor Wen, otherwise he would laugh at her for months.

After Wen Yao finished speaking, seeing Wen Xiuyi's thoughtful look, he suddenly said: "Dad, you have to pay attention, that is not my mother, that is Annan's princess, the emperor's most beloved sister, our family is old There are only a few dozen people."

What Wen Yao is worried about is that Wen Xiuyi misses her mother. If she mistakes the third princess for her mother, something will happen and she will offend the third princess and the emperor.

Wen Xiuyi waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, I know your father well."

Wen Yao felt relieved and let him have a good rest before leaving.

As soon as Wen Yao left, Wen Xiuyi changed his expression, sighed deeply, and looked sad: "Daughter-in-law, if only you were the best, our family of four could be together again, eh."

But as he said, there are not so many resurrections from the dead in this world.

He has now seen past life, old age, illness and death, which are human nature. He is satisfied to take good care of his two children and watch them grow up, and he is worthy of his wife's spirit in heaven.

Although he drank tea and sobering soup, Wen Xiuyi still couldn't stand the effects of alcohol, so he went to bed to avoid going crazy.

He climbed into bed decisively and fell into a deep sleep.

Because there was a morning court meeting the next day, Princess Fu did not allow them to drink any more during dinner.

Only then did Wen Xiuyi know that he would have to go to court with Prince Fu tomorrow.

"Do I have to go too?" Wen Xiuyi really didn't want to go. From the scenes of going to court on TV, he couldn't move no matter where he stood. He couldn't even go to the toilet after standing there for several hours. Who could resist it? Live.

I heard that many people don’t eat or drink before going to court in the morning in order to avoid going to the toilet.

Going hungry? After the morning court, does the palace take care of the food?

Full of doubts, Wen Xiuyi dug out his official uniform, which he had never worn before, and followed him into Prince Fu's carriage. The two of them wandered toward the palace before it was fully dawn.

When we arrived at the palace gate, many carriages were already parked in front of the palace gate, queuing up to get off.

There was no need to queue for King Fu's carriage, he just walked past and went straight to the palace gate.

When King Fu stepped out of the carriage, the officials standing around immediately stopped talking and saluted King Fu.

Then I saw another official walking down behind King Fu. Looking at the official uniform, he was only seventh grade?

When can seventh-rank officials come to the morning court?

Sensing everyone's gaze on him, if it had been anyone else, he would have started to panic. However, Professor Wen was someone who had seen big scenes. He got off the carriage and stood next to King Fu with a calm expression.

Everyone came back to their senses and quickly saluted and said hello. Although they didn't know what they called each other, it was still okay to hold their fists and smile.

"Oh, Your Majesty, Brother Wen, you guys got here first." A hearty laughter was heard, and a carriage stopped behind King Fu's carriage, and a middle-aged man who was also stout came out of the carriage.

He walked towards Prince Fu with a smile. The official next to him gave way slightly and said hello: "Uncle Rong An."

Rong Anbo was over fifty and was born into a wealthy family. His ancestors had made great contributions to the founding emperor, but later he did not want to overshadow his master with great achievements, so he asked for the title of earl without real power. It was hereditary and he basically only wanted to be honored. As long as the descendants of the Amber Mansion do nothing that is harmful to nature and violates the laws of the imperial court, they can live like this for the rest of their lives.

When he found out, Wen Xiuyi was quite envious. How wonderful it was.

With the addition of Rong Anbo, there were three.

Seeing Rong Anbo and Prince Fu chatting and laughing with Wen Xiuyi, the other officials became even more curious about the origins of this seventh-grade sesame official.

Later, Uncle Yongning and Marquis Yongchang came, and just in time, they made five.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wen?"

Suddenly, a questioning voice came from behind the five people, and they all turned around to look.

The visitor quickly saluted: "I have met the prince, Marquis Yongchang, Uncle Rong'an, and Uncle Yongning."

When King Fu saw the visitor, he smiled and said, "Ah, Mr. Jin, your son is still in my palace."

gold? son? Is Jin Xiuyi his father? Doctor Jin said what was his name? Yes, Jin Yan.

Wen Xiuyi immediately guessed the identity of the visitor.

Jin Yan was quite embarrassed and smiled: "I have caused trouble to the prince. I will go to the next morning after today to take Yi'er home."

Prince Fu waved his hand: "No, no, there are many children, it's lively, and he may not be willing to go back with you, so just leave it at my palace."

Jin Yan: "This...then just listen to the prince."

After saying that, Jin Yan looked at Wen Xiuyi and smiled: "Master Wen, I have heard my father mention Master Wen a long time ago, and today I have met him. My father and Quanzi are in Yunwu Town, causing more trouble for Master Wen. Another day I’m a lowly official and I’m going to treat you as a host and treat Lord Wen to a casual meal. I wonder if I’m honored enough.”

"It's boring to just invite him." Marquis Yongchang laughed.

Jin Yan immediately said again: "Then the prince and the three princes are willing to give the official a face."

"It's easy to talk about." Several people laughed.

Jin Yan smiled slightly: "Then it's settled. There's no need to change the date. How about having an early morning court today? I'll send someone to the restaurant to reserve a seat now."

As a result, the two uncles frowned slightly: "Today? I'm afraid it won't work today." Today they made an appointment with King Fu to go to his house to try the girl's cooking skills to see if they were as good as King Fu boasted.

When King Fu heard this, he simply said: "Today they agreed to go to the palace. Let's do this. Lord Jin will come with us after he goes to court. By the way, send someone to tell Doctor Jin and ask him to go to the palace with him." ." After saying that, King Fu smiled mysteriously: "Hey, Brother Wen came to Beijing this time, but he brought a lot of first wine."

Sure enough, several people's eyes lit up when they heard the first drink.

A few people were in a group, talking and laughing. Although the officials nearby were curious, they would not join in the fun. They just guessed Wen Xiuyi's identity through their words.

Only Meng De, who was standing behind several officials not far away and looked sideways at Wen Xiuyi, almost broke the flesh of his palm.

This waste actually came to the capital, and he didn't receive any news at all.