The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

There are different opinions.

Some people became suspicious, while others did not take it seriously.

In another teahouse in the mansion, the air was filled with the aroma of tea and the sound of people chatting.

"…If the Hundred-phase Grass is really so miraculous, then is there such a thing as 'disease' in the world? It's just a way for businessmen to make a profit, and it's just exaggerated."

"I agree with that. We have all drunk Baixiang Tea. It can indeed refresh and relieve fatigue. Drinking it regularly may also have health-preserving effects, but it is definitely not a magic medicine. Minister Yan and the old Duke of Lan were the first in the capital to drink Baixiang Tea. Didn't Yan Xiaoyuan still faint when he was excited? The old Duke of Lan is still so old that he can't even walk properly."

"Now the court officials are talking about it behind my back, saying all kinds of things. Humph. Let's not talk about others. General Xiao is seriously ill and even a Golden Immortal can't save him... Next time we meet, I'll offer you a glass of yellow wine."

"Just wait. Doctor Yu will be back soon. We will know what is going on then."

When this news from the court reached Yan Changqing, he just laughed it off.

It’s a hot summer day and cicadas are chirping.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a year since he came to Yuxi Village.

"Mammy, when I first came here, I was not even as tall as your shoulder when I stood up." Standing by the study window, Yan Changqing turned his head and joked with Mammy Du.

The sun is shining outside the window, reflecting the bright smile of the boy inside the window.

Madam Du laughed unconsciously, feeling very happy, "Yes, at that time, the little prince was thin and pale, and he looked lifeless. Yuxi Village is really a good place. After a year of care, the prince is in good health, taller, and stronger."

Nanny Du even made a special effort to compare him with her. The prince had grown taller this year and was now as tall as her.

If the Emperor and the Empress were here and saw His Highness' current appearance with their own eyes, I wonder how happy they would be.

"Your Highness, can we draw two portraits and send them back when we have time? The Emperor and His Majesty will surely miss you."

"Okay, I heard that you are good at painting. When he comes back from Yuanzhou, I will ask him to paint two pictures for me."

Speaking of Xu Hanzhang, Madam Du couldn't help but be curious about the progress of things over there. "Old Xu has been gone for more than a month, and he hasn't written back to tell us what's going on over there now."

"There should be a result soon. Just wait patiently. The master will not let the people down."

It's the same excuse again. Every time I want to ask His Highness something, he can always evade the question as long as he doesn't want to say it.

I don't know from whom the little prince learned this habit of keeping people in suspense. He is the most patient one, neither hurried nor slow.

Nanny Du was both angry and amused, and rolled her eyes quietly.

The young man saw her and teased her seriously, "Mammy, you rolled your eyes just now."

"...No, Your Highness is mistaken. How dare this old servant roll his eyes at Your Highness?"

"You read it right, it's translated like this."

As the young man spoke, he rolled his eyes up like the maid. The maid was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she had a heart attack. "Your Highness!"

"Hahaha! Don't be angry, Ma'am. I'm going to play with Baixiang and Duobao and come back to bring you some wild fruits." The young man laughed loudly and easily flipped out from the windowsill. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The old lady was left standing there in a daze, and after a while, she couldn't help laughing.

Their prince rarely has such a youthful spirit.

She has been helping the Empress take care of His Highness since he was born. She has watched His Highness grow from a tiny baby that can be held in her hands to the same height as her. She has watched His Highness grow up to be tall and handsome, clear-headed and humble. Every little good change makes her happy and relieved.

……

There are several banana trees behind the Lin family's vegetable garden and between the Li family's courtyard wall, and a small open space under the trees.

In summer, the broad banana leaves provide shade on the ground, and the occasional breeze blows from all directions, easily taking away the scorching heat.

At this time, the children gathered under the banana tree to play batting.

A small fist-sized ball woven from bamboo strips rolled back and forth among the children. Every time it was hit, a child would jump and cheer.

"Grandpa Xiao, I just hit the target! Is that how we play? Am I really awesome!" Jin Duobao intercepted a ball and hit it back with his foot. He was immediately eager to show off, with beads of sweat on his forehead and a rosy blush on his face.

Wang Xiaoniu was too unconvinced and complained to the white-haired old man who was sitting on the bluestone next to him to enjoy the cool air, "Grandpa Xiao, Duobao kicked the ball with his foot, I saw it! He committed a foul!"

"So and so broke the rules! They didn't say you can't use your feet! Prove that my feet are more flexible than sticks! I, the fat guy, am more flexible than you, a skinny monkey!"

"Who is skinny? You are a fat boy!"

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Bai Xiang carried a small flat-headed wooden stick on his shoulder, one hand on his waist, and said arrogantly like a king patrolling the mountains, "Neither of you can do it. There's no point in humming. I'll beat you eleven times! I'll take the chestnut cakes first! I want one, two... ten pieces!"

She wanted to share it with grandpa, grandma, mother, aunt, Grandma Xiao, Madam Du, brother Changqing, and also with sisters Dani and Yaer.

giggle!

The boys looked up to the sky and sighed, how could they ever compete with Bai Xiang?

Xiao Baixiang is young, so it is only right for her brother to be more considerate of her.

Anyway, there are plenty of chestnut cakes today. Grandpa Xiao asked someone in the canteen to order a big basket of them, which is enough to satisfy their cravings.

Xiao Birang sat on the bluestone. It was hot in the summer afternoon, but there was a cool breeze under the banana tree, which was perfect for cooling off.

Watching the children playing and laughing here, and listening to their childish arguments, will make your whole mood particularly peaceful.

Such simple and joyful moments were rare in his life.

It has been four days since he was sent to this place and woke up from his coma. He seemed to have experienced a subversion.

I feel something in my heart, but I can't express it in words.

But he was pleased with the change.

His decayed and broken body burst into life again, and his wife was happier here than in the general's mansion.

There was also a young woman who looked very much like his daughter, whose features were a combination of him and his wife when they were young. This alone was enough to give him and his wife hope for the rest of their lives.

"You've been playing ball for so long, must you be tired? Are you thirsty? Grandma Lin has cooked a big pot of Baixiang tea. Go and have some tea to quench your thirst. The chestnut cake will be brought to you later." Xiao Birang supported himself to stand up. The old general, who had just recovered from a serious illness and was still weak, was very tall and wore a cotton summer robe. When the wind blew the robe, large areas of air were blew away.

Bai Xiang saw the old man stand up, raised his voice and shouted towards the yard, "Dad, come and carry Grandpa Xiao home!"

There was an immediate response from the other end, "Hey! Here I come!"

Xiao Birang raised his eyebrows, then sat down again calmly, waiting for the young man to carry him on his back.

This is also a feeling that the old general cannot describe, that is, he wants to do something.

If someone had told him in the past that one day he would become a petty, weird old man who loved to stir up trouble, he would have been able to slap that person into the wall so hard that he couldn't get down.

But now the facts were before his eyes, and the old general looked up at the sky in deep thought.

...Maybe it's because of my age?