Mingruo adjusted a more comfortable position: "At that time, there will definitely be many troublemakers who want to harm you."

"Haha." Si Haochen snorted softly, "I am not really Beigong Langyue, I am not easy to bully..."

"Well, I can also help clean up the bad guys." Mingruo rubbed his eyes, "What is the tiger talisman you mentioned for?"

"That tiger talisman can command 100,000 Xuan Armored Guards."

Si Haochen rubbed the princess's hair, "The northernmost end of Zhongzhou is a continuous iceberg, and the Shangwu Sect in the mountains is good at training soldiers. Many of the elite soldiers and generals of the Yunmeng Empire came from Shangwu Sect. Now, families with private soldiers are proud to be able to obtain soldiers trained by Shangwu Sect.

In fact, Shangwu Sect is a secret army raised by the Emperor of Yunmeng Empire to meet the needs of time. Usually, some soldiers are exported just to cover up their eyes and ears."

"If the Xuanjia Guard was the backhand left by Emperor Yunmeng, how could the 'former dynasty' become the previous dynasty? Moreover, as time goes by, how can you be sure that the Xuanjia Guard still recognizes the tiger talisman as before?"

Mingruo also felt that her problem was a bit sharp, but it was related to Si Haochen's safety, so she had to ask.

"The reason why a dynasty is destroyed is by no means caused by a person, a thing, or a war. The so-called prosperity and decline are the consequences of a long period of damage.

When the building was about to collapse, the efforts of each person and one tree could only delay the collapse time at most and not be able to turn the tide. After Emperor Muzong tried his best to stop it, he did not put the tiger talisman and the imperial seal together at the time of his death, but hid it. He also secretly sent the prince he most favored to secretly go abroad..."

Si Haochen was silent for a while before continuing, "As for whether Xuanjia Guard still listened to the tiger symbol order, the answer is naturally yes. Because the leader of Shangwu Sect has a blood contract with the Yunmeng Royal Family."

"Oh." Mingruo nodded in a vague way.

The sky gradually became brighter. As the newlyweds, Mingruo would like to offer tea to the elders of the Beigong family this morning.

So, early in the morning, the maids and nanny were busy and served the two of them to wash and change clothes.

In Songhe Garden, Madam Wei got up early in the morning and chose a set of crimson purple skirts for the old lady, embroidered with hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren, to serve the old lady Beigong to change her clothes.

Mrs. Beigong is also very happy when she is happy. She helped her purple jade hairpin in the hair: "I can't wait to see Langyue. He talked to you yesterday, and I'll just say a few words to me today."

"You love the eldest son so much, he will definitely be willing to tell you." Madam Wei tied up the belt for the old lady, "But, the old slave looked at it. The eldest son seemed to like the young lady very much, and he first talked to the young lady."

"The newlywed young couple is naturally tightly attached." Mrs. Beigong waved her hand disregardlessly, "As long as they are harmonious and beautiful."

Mrs. Zhao, the eldest wife of Beigong, was very attentive to the Beigong family because her mother's family was far from that of the Beigong family.

"My mother has put on her hair so early today. I brought the Gastrodia elata pigeon soup and stewed it on the stove for a night."

"You are intent." Mrs. Beigong stroked her dress, "Today I want to drink the tea from my grandson-in-law, and I was so happy that I couldn't sleep early, so I got up."

Mrs. Beigong was not very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

If it is the eldest lady born in Helian's family, a real noble girl, it would be fine if she looked up to her.

Not only is the daughter of the Sanfang family, but she also grew up in the Western Frontier, she might as well marry a girl from a small family.

She can also set rules for her wife like an old lady. This is not too high or too low, which makes her feel nervous.

As soon as the old lady Beigong sat in the main hall, the people from the other three rooms also arrived. Several people asked the old lady for peace and sat down.

The maid also prepared tea, waiting for the eldest son and the young lady to come to serve tea.

Ming Ruo is a bride, today he is wearing a silver-red peony embroidered skirt.

He tied up a high bun, and wore a hair accessories with filigree inlaid gems on his head. A ruby ​​fell from his forehead to his forehead, with a bit of charm in his dignity.

"Beigong Langyue" wore a crimson brocade robe, and her ink hair was tied up with a red gold-skinned hairband. She looked more energetic than usual in white clothes, and she looked better.

"The eldest son and the young lady have arrived." The little girl outside the door tweeted the curtain while circulating.

"Langyue is here." The old lady smiled and waved to the two of them. Seeing that her grandson had been holding her grandson's hand, she suddenly felt that she was not far from being a great-grandmother, and she felt even happier.

"Please be with my grandmother." The husband stood up straight, and Mingruo had to come forward to salute the old lady.

"Okay." Old Lady Beigong thought about the name on Geng's post, "Yaohua is sensible and well-behaved. This description is so compatible with Lang Yue."

After hearing what Mrs. Beigong said, Mingruo shyly lowered his head at the right time.

"Your grandfather will not come back after the fifteenth. The uncles and aunts in other rooms are here." Old Lady Beigong nodded to the maid beside her.

The maid brought the tea: "Please ask the eldest son and the young lady to offer tea to the elders."

Mingruo picked up a cup of tea from the tray, and Si Haochen played the role of Beigong Langyue who was "autumed" with all his heart and strength, unmoved.

Mingruo had to put the teacup in his hands. After all, the "Big Young Master Beigong" did not refuse, but it was impossible to kneel down.

The ‘Big Young Master Beigong’ does not kneel, and there is no reason to just ask the new wife to kneel down.

The old man Beigong smiled and said, "It's all his family, so it doesn't matter whether he kneels or not."

‘Baigong Master’ and the young lady stood and greeted tea to all the elders.

Although this is not very consistent, everyone is very satisfied - treating the "Bigong Master" sincerely. When I see him, I feel very relieved. I am pleased with the charm of the words, and seeing that "Bigong Langyue" is as unsatisfied as ever, I am very satisfied.

There was only Master Beigong, who was Beigong Langyue's biological father, who looked very bad.

I don’t know what kind of evil I committed in my previous life, but I would have given birth to such a smart-looking and stupid son.

Master Beigong felt a headache when he saw his son: This child has been good since childhood and looks smart. Unexpectedly, he still can't speak until he was three years old.

Even though the noble man speaks slowly, it is so true that he is so slow.

Later, Master Beigong had to accept the fact that his eldest son only breathed more than a wooden stake.

Fortunately, when the eldest son was five years old, he was sent to Qingchen Mountain to Kaimeng. He looked really good and learned to paint.

Moreover, that year, the concubine became pregnant and gave birth to a concubine's son for him.

Master Beigong was ecstatic, but before he could be happy for a while, his wife came out to show him, and her heart was cold.

Although it was just a baby, the child's eyes were very far apart, like a toad. At first glance, he did not look like a normal child.
Chapter completed!