Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

"That's incredible!" Wangshu was also drunk. His blood pressure was rising and his head was aching. He rubbed his head and complained, "Mom, please stop talking. I can't stand hearing such things."

Mother Ji patted her head. Her daughter's temper remained the same, without any change. "How many days has our son-in-law been waiting for us?"

"Several days, every day since I came back. You and Dad are too slow, your daughter was sending an urgent letter!"

Wangshu shook his head, not wanting to be touched by his mother. Humph, angry! "Qin Xiuyuan thought you were here early."

With a sullen look on her face, Ji's mother laughed. "Okay, okay, don't be angry. Father and mother would be terrified to death if they received the letter, so how could they delay even a moment? But we two can't leave the city without permission. The general is training outside the city, and the eldest son is supervising the battle in Xuanwu. We begged for mercy but there was no way out. But Nanny Li comforted me and your father, saying that you were sensible and that no matter how dire the situation was, you would hold on until you could see your parents. She hired an escort and prepared two carriages based on the goods you brought to Yongcheng at the time. She said there would be a way to get there when we got to the mountain, and we'd wait until there was permission..."

Wangshu was extremely puzzled. He turned around and asked solemnly, "You are not allowed to leave the city without permission? Why?"

"Ever since the Fifth Young Master passed away, the Grand General has tightened martial law at the city gates. Those with suspicious identities are not allowed to enter the city. The families of centurions and above must hold a warrant from the Grand General's Mansion before leaving."

Ji's mother squeezed Wangshu's shoulders, surveyed her surroundings, and leaned over to whisper in her ear: "Xiuyuan's mother secretly told me that an assassin from Chang'an sneaked into the palace to kill the general, but failed. The seven-year-old Xiaoshi is dead. I'm only telling you and your son-in-law, and no one else can tell a word. Even your father doesn't know. The general forbids anyone from spreading this matter. Anyone who violates the law will be beaten to death."

After speaking rapidly, he regained his calm tone and continued with the previous sentence, "Special times call for special policies. We waited ten days. When the eldest son returned and learned about this, he immediately sent someone to escort my father and me here. On the way, we met a messenger from Yongcheng who said the governor had sent a special message saying that you are much better. Fortunately, the grasslands are beautiful, so we didn't rush!"

She looked around and then approached Wangshu and whispered quickly, "In order to keep this secret, mother had to resort to this trick. Act calm and don't be anxious!"

One person plays two roles...

This is Wangshu's study. The main room is her private space, with thick walls, a tight door, and double-layered windows. The sounds of martial arts practice next to her can hardly be heard. Wangshu felt embarrassed looking at his mother, who was like an agent with ears through the wall, passing on messages to her.

"Mother..." Is it really that serious?

Ji's mother tugged at her ear, closing it to make her listen. "The governor is fine. We received a second messenger a few days ago saying you were home recuperating. Father and I were relieved. We didn't expect our son-in-law and Ji Lao Er to be waiting at the city gate for several days."

Ji's mother was deeply comforted by her son-in-law's thoughtfulness. "Xiuyuan might be busy... but he still managed to come back to see you. He's always been so concerned about Shushu."

Wangshu said shamelessly, "If a husband doesn't care about his wife, what kind of husband is he!"

Seeing this arrogant look, Ji's mother covered her mouth and laughed. There are so many men who don't care about others, but a son-in-law like this is really one in a million, and you can't find it even with a lantern.

The mother and daughter went to see the two horse-drawn carts parked at the martial arts hall. Half of them were filled with dried fruits, the other half were filled with cotton wool, and there were also two sacks of various spices and medicinal herbs.

These spices and herbs are so rare! They were brought to Yaocheng by Persian merchants on camel caravans, and were immediately snatched up by second-hand dealers. You can't buy them anywhere else.

This is her secret to making hot pot soup.

"Where did she get the money to buy all this?" At least one hundred and fifty taels.

Ji's mother had to admire her daughter and Li Ma, "It's all earned by you, from the Xianyi Pavilion and the family business. The old farmers who provided your family with straw ropes and firewood are all grinning from ear to ear. Your son-in-law is famous, and business will be easier."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and soon the father-in-law and son-in-law came back with Ji Laoer holding a skewer of barbecue, "Sister, eat!"

Wangshu squatted down and took a bite. It didn't taste very good. The mutton was overcooked and the meat was a bit dry and tough. "Okay, you eat it."

Then Qin Xiuyuan slowly took out a bunch of skewers from behind him...

"My dear daughter, this barbecue restaurant is famous in Yongcheng. Xiuyuan has been waiting in line for a while!"

Finally, everyone shared the food. Seeing that Wangshu really didn't eat much, Ji Laoer got excited and said to his father-in-law and son-in-law, "Sister made delicious food, but Sister Hu and Daddy don't believe it!"

Father Ji: ...Oh...This is delicious. It must be so delicious if made by my daughter!

Qin Xiuyuan: ...Ahem... Then why haven't you made it for yourself?

Someone complained at night, "Zhang San and Tang Bo have already eaten."

Wangshu, wearing a thin long robe and with his hair in a bun, was speechless and too lazy to look back. "We ate it several times on the grassland. Where are you..."

"I'm thinking of you!" Someone grabbed the horn comb and started working on it. "Will you show off your skills tomorrow to see me off?"

The long gown was lifted up, and soon their skin touched. Wangshu pinched the table to avoid his hesitant palm, "I have something to tell you."

"We'll talk later, Shushu."

The general's words were his, and Wangshu couldn't argue. Just watching his dark head busying around made her feel completely lost...

The two of them took a bath in the middle.

Wangshu was powerless, "I told you not to stay..."

The people who cleaned up the aftermath really took the trouble.

"I don't want to come out."

The man who cleaned up the mess soothed her, "It's nothing, just bear with it."

Wangshu: ...Oh, I’m too embarrassed to listen anymore. I don’t want to explain the story of denominators and numerators to this old antique.

She quickly told people the "shocking secret" passed on by the two old ladies, and her hands swam back and forth like fish. She planned to find a place to escape the heat and go swimming after he left.

Wangshu didn't take the secret seriously. Assassination was nothing. He wanted to be emperor, high reward, high risk. Only the general's martial law order was interesting. Why was information from a general's mansion so slow? The general was training outside the city... He hadn't returned for ten days. How could he not hear from her parents in ten days?

"Tomorrow I'll have Uncle Tang arrange for the two sisters to come and take care of you." Qin Xiuyuan caught up with "Xiao Yu'er". "They've performed quite well."

"You should get my parents out this time. They should go back to their hometown so that I can get married safely. When Lele is born, I should offer sacrifices to the ancestors. Please bless me to get pregnant soon."

Lele and she couldn't move. It was too obvious.

Listen, these are the words of someone who has always disrespected ghosts and gods and kept away from them... Qin Xiuyuan raised her eyebrows. Now the ghosts, gods and ancestors are being used by her.

It can be predicted that based on this sentence of blessing her to get pregnant soon, her father-in-law and mother-in-law got carried away and rushed forward without thinking.

"…That makes sense. I'll take care of my parents-in-law first. If you encounter any danger, you'll follow Uncle Tang's instructions."

Every profession has its own specialty. Wangshu himself is weak, but at the critical moment, the real sword and gun come into play. "How is Tang Bo's kung fu?"

"He's not lame."

What! Wangshu raised his head in surprise, bumped up, and then let out a "Hmm"!

It’s over, it’s over... Qin Xiuyuan covered his chin, unable to bear the pain.