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Chapter 13 How could I be afraid

Jun Tingsheng held Song Baoling in his arms, looked at Liang Yi who walked into the pavilion, and his eyes fell on the sack in his hand.

"What is it?"

Liang Yi pursed his lips, and said, "Young master, Miss Song found many poisonous snakes around her room, and they have all been caught. How do you think about it?"

"Kill on the spot!"

Song Baoling nestled in his arms, and when he heard the word poisonous snake, his scalp went numb, and the uncomfortable feeling became stronger.

"Little uncle!" Song Baoling said softly.

Song Baoling smelled a bloody smell, although it was very faint, it couldn't escape her nose.

"Let's go, I'm afraid."

Jun Tingsheng chuckled, and rubbed her head pityingly, "Okay, let's go."

Leaving Song Baozhu's room, Song Baoling was alive and kicking in a short while, jumping and jumping all the way so happy.

After the poisonous snake was gone, Song Baozhu also woke up quickly.

This made Li Shi's heart hang, finally fell into the distance.

In Song Baozhu's room, looking at her pale daughter, Li's heart ached so much that she shed tears.

"It's a good thing you're fine, otherwise Mother really doesn't know how to live."

"Mother, don't cry, am I okay?" Song Baozhu also looked annoyed, if she hadn't been careless, she wouldn't have stumbled and fallen into the lake.

In the past few days, she has been trapped in a dark place, thinking that she will not survive.

The ordinary days washed away the haze of the Xuanpinghou Mansion these days.

On this day, Mrs. Li came to pay her respects to Mrs. Song, and mentioned the triumphant return of Marquis Xuanping.

"Mother, elder brother came back from a victorious battle, and now he is being reused in front of the emperor. We don't have to be low-key servants in the Xuanping Hou Mansion every day. For the sake of our daughter-in-law, we should post a post and invite elder brother's colleagues to celebrate together." how?"

Mrs. Song hesitated a little: "How about extravagance this time?"

"Why not?" Li said with a slight smile: "For so many years, our Xuanpinghou Mansion has been a lowly servant in front of everyone, and now the eldest brother has made meritorious service and gained face in front of the emperor. We also want to let those people see Look, our Xuanpinghou Mansion is also extending our hands to pamper us."

To put it bluntly, Li Shi just wanted to let himself vent his anger in front of those officials and wives.

Mrs. Song thought for a while, and felt that what she said was reasonable, so she nodded in agreement.

"Go ahead and do this!"

"Yes!"

Li Shi was overjoyed, and responded with all her mouth.

This time, she must take back all the humiliation and grievances she has suffered for so many years.

Mrs. Song didn't know what calculations Li Shi had in mind, she only knew that her son who had been away for four years was finally willing to come back.

She can also give Ling'er to him.

In Ziyun Pavilion, Song Baoling sat on Jun Tingsheng's lap, looking at him with round eyes for a moment, with a bit of timidity and surprise in his eyes.

"Little uncle, is my father really coming back?"

For Song Baichuan, who hadn't seen each other in four years, Song Baoling was both afraid and happy.

The fear is that she doesn't know if other people are good or not, and if they don't like her. The joy is that she finally has a real relative.

"Are you afraid?"

Jun Tingsheng brushed the broken hair on her face with his slender fingers, smiling warmly.

"Don't be afraid, your father had no choice but to leave. He actually likes you very much and wants to see you very much!"

"That's my father, how could I be afraid!"

Song Baoling stretched his neck pretending to be calm, but his small eyes still betrayed her.

When Jun Tingsheng saw this, he didn't expose it, but just smiled lightly.

"I ordered someone to prepare a set of clothes for you. You can try to see if it fits, and if it doesn't fit, let someone change it."

"it is good!"

Song Baoling nodded, and slid off his lap obediently.

Jun Tingsheng got up and led Liang Yi out of her room, looked at the little maid who was waiting at the door, and ordered: "Later, your Lord Marquis will be back and change your lady's clothes."

"Yes!" The little maid blessed Jun Tingsheng, then turned and entered the room.

A moment later, Song Baoling appeared in front of Jun Tingsheng wearing a pink skirt.

Song Baoling twirled around with the hem of the skirt, feeling a little itchy on the neck.

However, thinking that it was a new dress and that it was given to her by her uncle, she didn't take it to heart, and said, "Uncle, do you look good?"

Jun Tingsheng looked at the little girl who looked like a jade carving, very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Our Linger looks beautiful in anything."

"Little uncle is so good at talking, Ling'er is a little bit flustered."

"I'm telling the truth. If you can't do it, you can ask Liang Yi." Jun Tingsheng winked at Liang Yi.

Song Baoling smiled brightly, but remained silent.

"Ling'er, little uncle still has something to do. If you want to go out for a while, you should stay in your room and not go out. I will come back later and bring you delicious food."

"Okay!" Song Baoling nodded obediently, and watched Jun Tingsheng leave.

At that time, outside the city, Song Baichuan in military uniform rode a tall horse and led one hundred thousand soldiers slowly into the city.

Facing the place where he had been away for four years, Song Baichuan's eyes were slightly moist.

When his beloved wife passed away suddenly, he couldn't accept it, and devoted himself to life in the military camp. He didn't even look at his infant daughter.

Facing this daughter, he was full of guilt.

"Xuanping Hou Song Baichuan accepts the order!"

After entering the city tower, Song Baichuan got off his horse and knelt down on one knee in front of the minister who announced the decree.

Afterwards, one hundred thousand troops knelt down one after another, and the loud voice shook the ground of the capital three times.

The minister read out the imperial decree aloud, Song Baichuan lowered his head with breathless concentration, and waited until the imperial decree was finished, then put his hands up and led the crowd to shout long live three times.

"Lord Hou, the emperor and the regent are waiting for you in the palace, and please enter the palace immediately to have an audience."

Facing the hero who broke the Northern Liao Dynasty with his own efforts, the Minister Xuanzhi was not polite.

Taking off his saber, Song Baichuan entered the palace alone.

On the other side, the news that Xuan Ping Hou has entered Beijing reached the Xuan Ping Hou's mansion. Mrs. Li was enthusiastically leading the servants in the mansion to put up lanterns and festoons, nervously but methodically preparing for the evening banquet.

The imperial palace, on the Golden Luan Hall.

Song Baichuan was dressed in silver armor, half kneeling in front of the little emperor with a serious expression.

"My minister Song Baichuan, see the emperor. With the protection of the emperor, my minister fulfilled his mission and drove the thieves from the Northern Liao Dynasty to a hundred miles away from Beimo to protect our territory."

"General Song is not indebted to me, a good man in Nanqi, get up quickly!"

On the imperial steps, behind the dragon case, sat a child with a childish face.

He is the current emperor. Because he was young, before his death, the first emperor specially ordered his youngest brother, Jun Tianlin, to assist the little emperor, and honored him as the regent.

The one who just started talking, the Palace Exam Regent Jun Tianlin.

Song Baichuan lowered his head slightly, and when he heard the regent's words, he thanked him again, and then slowly got up.

Jun Tianlin narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Song Baichuan with a slight smile.

"General Song used his troops like a god to expel the Northern Liao Dynasty, and exchanged our dynasty for ten years of peace. This action is indispensable. Your Majesty, I suggest that we must reward General Song and all the soldiers so that we can show my royal demeanor. What do you think? ?”

The little emperor Jun Yelan nodded, and said: "I also mean the same, and I will leave this matter to the emperor."

Jun Tianlin smiled faintly, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)