Yi Xin as a concubine

The small town is still the same small town, but two years have passed and everything has changed.

The streets are wider and cleaner, the shops are wide open, and there are many pedestrians coming in and out. If you listen carefully, you can hear the hawking coming from the nearby alleys.

"It seems that the North has recovered well in the two years we were away. Although it's not as prosperous as the Nanzhao market, it has also grown to a considerable scale." Qin Chu was riding on a horse, controlling the horse to walk slowly while looking around. After looking for a while, he couldn't help but comment.

"Baoer, this is all thanks to you." Chu Xingchen hugged Xin Baoer's shoulders lovingly in the carriage and said with gratitude.

Xin Baoer smiled modestly and waved her hand indifferently. She really didn't think she was that great. She just gave some advice. There weren't many things that required her to do herself. Besides, she felt very accomplished because she could use what was in her head. If there was any hard work, it was probably because it took a lot of mental and physical effort.

Just like now, although the journey was not very rushed, and there were delicious food and drinks and people to serve her along the way, this carriage was really not something her small body could adapt to.

The reason why she could still maintain a gentle smile was entirely because of the man next to her. After all, there was a high-quality young man next to her who always sat upright and his gestures were elegant and noble. She was really embarrassed to stagger around and grin.

Fortunately, she was almost at the doorstep of her home, and Xin Baoer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

"You stinky girl, you finally came back, why didn't you die outside?"

Xin Baoer had just gotten half of her body out of the carriage with the help of Chu Xingchen when the loud, crying voice of the lady came from under the carriage, causing her already numb legs and feet to go limp and she almost fell off the carriage.

"Mother!" She steadied herself with the help of Chu Xingchen and called out in a sweet voice before getting out of the car.

Mrs. Xin's Cheng was so moved by her little daughter's cry that she no longer cared about the quarrel. She simply stepped forward and snatched the little daughter from Chu Xingchen's arms without caring about status, and patted her as her darling.

It's amazing, her body, which had been stiff from sitting in the car, miraculously felt a little more comfortable after being patted without any rules. Xin Baoer simply relaxed, nestled in her mother's warm arms, smiling sweetly.

"Mom, if you keep taking pictures, my little sister will fall apart. Your son hasn't seen you for a long time. Why don't you pay any attention to me?"

It seemed that the time was almost up and there were still many people waiting to say hello, but his mother had no intention of letting his sister go. Xin Chengzhi was very considerate and stepped forward, and after some jokes, he finally "rescued" the person.

There were many people welcoming her at the door. After Xin Baoer greeted those close to her, she quietly left the crowd. She took her own group of people, got on the carriage again, and walked quietly towards the back door of Dingbei Palace.

By the time Chu Xingchen had finished dealing with his subordinates at the front, it was already dark.

"Baoer, is there anything to eat?" As soon as he returned to Cuiping Garden, Chu Xingchen went straight to Xin Baoer's room, pushed the door and asked casually. Only when he was here did he dare to relax like this.

"You must be tired. I'll warm up some chicken soup for you on the stove. After you drink it, take a hot bath to relieve your fatigue. You can eat when you come out."

When Xin Baoer saw the man coming in, she walked up to him skillfully, took off his coat and spoke softly, while giving instructions to the outside of the door.

Such thoughtfulness made the two people who met again after a long separation feel warm in their hearts, and the reserve and awkwardness in their hearts melted away a little.

The days seemed to have returned to the past, and soon it was April with lush grass and singing birds.

"Second Master, the scholars from Yingzhou are already on their way. How will they be arranged when they arrive? Miss asked her subordinates to ask you if you have any special arrangements. If there are no special arrangements, Miss should also start preparing."

Wei Yu knocked on the door of the large study in the front yard, respectfully explained what Xin Baoer had told him to do, and then stood there straight as a pine tree, staring intently at the ground, making Wang Chu, who was standing behind Chu Xingchen, feel itchy and all his tender and affectionate eyes were directed to the blind man.

"What scholar?" Chu Xingchen raised his head from the desk and asked in confusion.

Wei Yu subconsciously frowned, pondered for a moment, organized her words in her mind, and said concisely: "The girl made a deal with those literary families in Yingzhou. The girl asked Simon to withdraw his troops, and Yingzhou sent scholars to teach the people of the North. Each family provided a certain number of books, and they could not be repeated."

Wei Yu said it lightly, but to Chu Xingchen and Wang Chuan it sounded like a bolt of thunder, and their heads suddenly began to buzz.

"Master, Madam Xin never mentioned this to you?" Wang Chuan couldn't believe it. They just found out about such a big thing.

Chu Xingchen shook his head, stood up suddenly, walked out over the desk, and you knew where he was going without even looking.

"Your master really does great things quietly. Now he has one less thing to worry about." Wang Chuan grabbed Wei Yu who was turning around to follow him, and said with emotion.

"The girl may not think it's a big deal." Wei Yu glared at the man who was pulling her tightly and insisting on walking in sync with him, and replied with disgust.

Wangchuan was disliked by the girl he liked and was not angry. He secretly leaned his hand against Wei Yu's little hand. When he was found, he was beaten. While they rushed to catch up with Chu Xingchen who was walking like flying in front, they were playing small games between couples, feeling a little happy.

Xin Baoer was writing big characters in the room. She had found a niche font in Yingzhou's bookstore before. She thought it was quite special, so she bought it. Now that she was not busy, she took it out to practice.

When Chu Xingchen came in, she had scribbled all over a piece of paper, making it look like a ghost's handwriting, and there were a few spots of ink on her cuffs without her noticing.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Is there something urgent?"

Seeing someone come in, Xin Baoer was not embarrassed. She stood up and walked out of the desk, took out a handkerchief and wiped the man's forehead naturally.

Chu Xingchen then realized that he was so anxious that he forgot that he knew Kung Fu and even forgot to use it. Now he was covered in sweat and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. The words on his lips suddenly didn't seem so urgent.

"Nothing. There are too many backlogs of government affairs. I haven't had such a refreshing exercise in a long time. I feel a lot more comfortable after sweating a little." Chu Xingchen took the handkerchief from her hand and wiped his forehead, saying gently.

Xin Baoer smiled, turned around and went to the table to pour him a cup of tea, then sat down at the table and said casually, "Didn't I ask A Yu to look for you? How come she disappeared when you came?"

"I guess he's been entangled by Wangchuan." Chu Xingchen sat down at the table, picked up the teacup, took a sip of warm tea, and said with a smile.

"The flowers are in full bloom now, it's time to find some people who appreciate them." Xin Baoer looked through the slightly open door at the two people who were pulling each other in the yard, and said with emotion with a smile.

"By the way, think about what Ayu told you. How should the first batch of more than 30 people be allocated? This is the first batch. For the sake of the face of the aristocratic family, they dare not be too perfunctory. The quality of the personnel should be higher. If used well, there is still great potential." Xin Baoer slowly finished a cup of tea, and when she saw that Chu Xingchen did not speak, she took the initiative to ask.

"How did you think of doing this?" Chu Xingchen did not continue her question, but stared at her and asked.

"Let's go with the flow! When I first heard the news that Yingzhou was under siege, I didn't have any ideas. It was only after I reached Seabuckthorn that I had a specific goal. I didn't think it would work at the time. Anyway, we had to contain a few countries. Whether it succeeded or not, we had to do it. It was a matter of convenience, but it was quite risky. I almost got into trouble."

Seeing how seriously Chu Xingchen was listening, Xin Baoer couldn't help but feel like telling a story. She told him everything in detail, glossing over the difficulties but describing in detail the interesting processes and coincidences that happened during the process.

Chu Xingchen didn't point out her little thoughts. Anyway, he would remember her hard work in his heart, and one day he would compensate her double and hold her in his hands.

He listened carefully, then stood up and walked to her side, covered her with his broad chest, gently tightened his arms, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

"Bao'er, with a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for?"