In the bedroom, Yan Song pretended to be unwell and fell asleep, but allowed Zhao Wenhua to knock on the door and enter the room. Seeing that Yan Song was bedridden, Zhao Wenhua instantly squeezed out tears, knelt in front of the bed, and cried in tears.

"I shouldn't have it! I shouldn't have it!"

A son in his fifties fell to his knees in front of his godfather's bed in his seventies.

Yan Song was really moved. The more ruthless he was to outsiders, the softer he was to his own heart. Zhao Wenhua went over to pay tribute to wine, and after all, he was just a moment of confusion. Isn’t he still kneeling down and crying at his father?

"Okay..." Yan Song was still lying facing the wall, and did not turn around. "After all, he is the Minister of Works, what kind of discipline is it."

"If it's not the case! No matter how big the official is, it's not rewarded by my father!"

Yan Song then supported himself and leaned against the head of the bed: "Wenhua, you have caused me a lot this time."

"Son, damn! damn!"

"Don't always mention the death of those who are dead." Yan Song then sighed, "Although you are wrong, it's the right time to make mistakes."

"oh?"

"The Emperor is clicking me." Yan Song said seriously, "The Governor of the Southeast must not be ours."

Zhao Wenhua knew the basic rules at least. It seems that this time, the forced election of Yan Party members to serve as governor in the Southeast was finally touching Jiajing's sensitive nerves.

"What should I do?"

"You can just make friends with Hu Zongxian, I can't see him." Yan Song said as he gestured, "I will write a few impeachment articles that are not painful and itchy, which is a clear line."

"Father's plan."

"What's so wonderful, I can't hide it from the emperor." Yan Song shook his head, his expression was mixed, "Your Majesty, he can see everything clearly. In the future, don't ask about the Southeast anymore. Hu Zongxian is the emperor's confidant. Let them go to pacify the Japanese. Let us stay away from it."

"Sure! Sure!"

"Okay, it's getting late, you go."

"My son still wants to spend time with his father." Zhao Wenhua held him in front of the bed and refused to leave.

Yan Song smiled slightly: "There are very few things left in the southeast."

Zhao Wenhua smiled dryly and said, "It should be that my son was patrolling the southeast for his father."

"I know you don't want it." Yan Song looked at Zhao Wenhua's expression and knew what he thought, "The Western Garden of the Palace is old and the emperor is uncomfortable living. If you write a letter to build a new courtyard house as soon as possible, it will be successful."

Zhao Wenhua looked happy. His father was his father. He knew that his own son had squeezed out the oil and water that he had worked for half a year, and a bowl of water was flattened. This brought new oil and water. The construction of the palace has always been the most oil-water thing, and any decoration can be quoted for the price of a mansion.

I'm going to make a comeback!

...

Lihai Yang Mansion, the whole family was in a depressed mood.

It is reasonable that Yang Changgui failed to pass the imperial examination. Although he is a genius, there are only a few things like winning the imperial examination at the age of 12 for a hundred years, and it is not the turn of his family.

And Yang Changfan’s subsequent mission was really bad news.

He made great contributions to the Japanese and became famous. He should have enjoyed the treatment of a hero, but he was sent to Japan. He even agreed! Wu Linglong couldn't figure it out, Yang Shouquan couldn't figure it out, and Qiaoer couldn't figure it out even more.

I missed day and night, and my husband returned victoriously, but this was the news.

Yang Changfan also knew that he was inappropriate. He should have been with him more when he was pregnant, but the war continued, and he was about to leave as soon as he came back.

In the room, the archer kept calling Yang Changfan with red eyes.

"They all call you heroes, heroes...yes, you are a hero in the eyes of outsiders, but to your family, you..."

Yang Changfan listened honestly and complained. The pregnant woman was in a bad mood, but now it was a little worse. She had to let her nag her.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qiaoer patted his stomach and scolded: "Do you think your father hates it?"

"Hate." Yang Changfan replied with a smile.

"Hey..." Qiaoer sighed helplessly, "It's useless to say that you are, from the beginning, no one can stop you."

"Hehe." Yang Changfan smiled foolishly, feeling quite touched.

Family is the driving force and resistance of career. It has to be said that although Qi Jiguang’s ideas are not authentic, they are very reasonable. If he sticks to these things, he will really not be able to do anything. Under the premise of "for the sake of his family", who will risk going to fight? Even if he becomes a civil servant, it is enough to be a magistrate. If he goes up, there will be dangers, and it will be increasingly dangerous.

When he was on a mission to Japan, he was most worried about his family, but he still had to be determined. Although he would not be indifferent to being unkind, he would at least be ruthless. The love between children would delay major events.

Qiaoer actually didn't want to be a ties with Yang Changfan, so she finally gritted her teeth and said, "At least, let's leave when the child is born."

"Finish." Yang Changfan nodded vigorously, "I will plead with Governor Hu and give me some grace."

"But think of your name in advance." Qiaoer sighed with relief.

"Let Dad think about it."

"No, you want to!"

"Okay, okay, I will write a letter first, and ask that it be delayed for a month. Governor Hu cannot neglect it."

"Just write here and spend more time with me."

"become."

Yang Changfan knew very well that his calligraphy was like shit and his classical Chinese literacy was like a sparse, so all his documents were written by a man with charming fonts and charming writing.

Shen Minrui was invited into the bedroom and had to write a pen for the book.

As soon as she wrote this, she felt something was wrong.

Because Yang Changfan did not say "I'm going to Japan later", but "My concubine and I are going to Japan later", Yang Changfan seemed to have only one concubine in name.

"What does it mean?" Shen Minrui's face froze and she put down her pen.

"We'll talk about this later."

Shen Minrui looked at the bedside-down Qiaoer and whispered: "Tell me clearly."

Seeing that Qiaoer was not paying attention to this place, Yang Changfan said, "I am the foil, you are the protagonist?"

"don't know."

"Wang Cuiqiao, have you heard of it?"

"..." Shen Minrui said in surprise, "Aren't you in exile overseas?"

"Yes, we used to talk to her. I'm afraid I don't have much common language, so I'm dependent on you."

"I have a common language?" Shen Minrui glared at her eyes and said, "You are going to be a burial fellow! I feel sorry for my wife! I'm going to be a vain, right?"

"Hu Zongxian said in person." Yang Changfan looked at Shen Minrui and added, "Don't ask me why, I don't know."

"..." Shen Minrui asked in a panic and said blankly, "In the end, I have implicated you?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it. I was forced to send troops before and was also implicated by Pang Caiyi."

Shen Minrui leaned on the chair and his mind dissipated: "The fortune teller has said it was a life of Runshui..."

"If you want to be more open, I will die first."

"No one can say something for us?"

"Haha..." Yang Changfan said awkwardly, "You also know that Mr. Xu has followed Hu Zongxian. Maybe he did this trick."
Chapter completed!