Jiaochu

Chapter 47 Discussing High and Low at the Celebration Banquet ([-])

Ye Lingxi was about to ask Yan Fei when Master Xu walked in.

After Master Xu explained an article, he asked everyone to recite it. Only then did Ye Lingxi read the first sentence. With a whoosh, a paper dumpling was thrown onto her desk.

Ye Lingxi knew whose masterpiece it was without even looking. She put the paper dumpling aside and ignored it. After a while, another paper dumpling was thrown in front of her. She put it aside again and ignored it, thinking that the third paper dumpling was there. When she threw it over, she grabbed the paper dumpling and was about to throw it back when she saw Zhao Ce winking at her and indicating to her to read what was written in the paper dumpling.

Opening the paper dumpling, Ye Lingxi saw it and wrote one sentence:

Do you want to know about your brother Yan?
Ye Lingxi picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on the paper, then threw the paper ball back and accidentally hit Zhao Ce on the head. She turned her head and pretended as if nothing happened.

Zhao Ce was more concerned about what was written on the paper dumplings. After opening it anxiously, he snorted angrily:

I asked Brother Su.

With a sullen feeling in his heart, Zhao Ce aimed his finger at Su Shi's head, rolled up a paper ball and was about to throw it out. However, he was stared at by a pair of big and discerning eyes behind him. He retracted his hand in frustration, but Seeing the little crybaby smile at him, the sullenness in his heart seemed to disappear.

During lunch, Su Shi said that his father had received a letter yesterday and that everything was safe and he would be back soon.

"Will Brother Yan be back soon?" Ye Lingxi was quite excited to see Yan Fei.

Su Shi nodded, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"I don't think so." Zhao Ce interrupted.

"You don't know yet, princess, but Yan Fei is injured, I heard it's serious." Rong Jue said with a snicker.

Zhao Ce frowned. He had previously told Rong Jue and the others not to tell anyone. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to "blackmail" the little crybaby, but after the little crybaby smiled at him, he felt that "blackmail" was meaningless. It would be quite troublesome if it really made the little crying bag cry.

"You're talking nonsense. Brother Yan will be fine." Ye Ling glared at Rong Jue angrily, but felt a little worried in his heart.

Ye Xingye also joined in the fight and said, "Yan Fei is a guy with great martial arts skills and good archery skills. If he gets injured so easily, it must be someone else's nonsense."

"His Royal Highness and the princess will know if it is true when they come back." Rong Jue said.

Two days later, news came that General Yan Lao had won a great victory and returned to the court.

Ye Lingxi would go to the library every day, climb all the way up the stairs to the top of the building, stand behind the railing and look towards the city gate, hoping to see the army coming back.

Two days later, a large number of people returned to the city. More than ten water bandit leaders and leaders were held in prison cars. In the front prison car was the big boss, a strong man with a beard and long hair. He looked fierce, with a black eyepatch on his left eye, and shackles on his hands and feet.

When the army entered the city, the people lined the streets and cheered. They threw vegetables and radishes on the prison cart, and some even threw the vegetable baskets out.

After handing over the prisoner to the Ministry of Punishment, the Yan family father and son and Su Shangshu went to the palace to resume their duties.

After talking in the imperial study room for an hour, the three of them came out. Before they had gone far, a little man ran over and blocked the way of the three of them.

"Which girl is this from? Has she lost her way?" The young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes among the three asked with a smile. Ye Lingxi intuitively determined that he was Yan Fei's third uncle Yan Jiang.

The old man in the middle who is over sixty years old is naturally Yan Fei's grandfather, General Yan, and the elegant and calm middle-aged man on the other side is Su Shi's father, Su Shangshu. "Is Brother Yan injured?" Ye Lingxi asked straight to the point.

The majestic gaze of General Yan swept down, and Ye Lingxi raised her head and looked at the old general unwilling to admit defeat.

"You're a very brave little girl," Yan Jiang nodded appreciatively, then bent down and showed a gossipy smile, "Little girl, how did you and Fei'er meet? How far have they developed? Are there any Send a token of love?"

Ye Lingxi: "..." Uncle, are you thinking too much?

"Is Brother Yan injured?" Seeing that Yanjiang was easy to talk to, Ye Lingxi changed the subject of inquiry to this gossip-loving uncle.

"Tell brother first what your relationship is?" Yanjiang smiled and his eyes were long and narrow like crescent moons, resembling a fox, and his passion for gossip was unfathomable.

Hearing the word "brother", Ye Lingxi felt goosebumps rising from head to toe.

General Yan frowned his thick black eyebrows and stepped forward to leave. Ye Lingxi opened his arms to stop him, as if he would not give up until he answered the question.

"Get out of the way." Old General Yan's majestic eyes darkened, and his voice was powerful and oppressive. If it were any other little girl, she would have been scared to tears.

Facing such a battle-hardened veteran, Ye Lingxi felt a little frightened, fearing that the old general would throw her out with one hand in an impatient manner. Just as he was thinking about whether to blow up his identity to prop up the scene, the princess suddenly came first After being called out, Ye Lingxi looked behind the three of them and saw that it was Eunuch De.

"Princess, why are you here? I will send you back first."

Behind Eunuch De was the young eunuch who escorted the three people out of the palace. The latter saw that the situation was not right and immediately went to report Eunuch De.Fearing that something might happen to Ye Lingxi, Eunuch De hurried over.

"Eunuch De, which palace does this little princess belong to?" Yan Jiang asked with a smile.

"I am from Weiyang Palace, and my mother-in-law is Concubine Lan." Ye Lingxi replied without fear.

This new-born calf's aura of not being afraid of tigers was contrary to Yan Jiang's temper. He half-jokingly said, "Princess, do you think my Fei'er is doing well? Do you want to be my wife?"

Ye Lingxi: "..." Uncle, do you want to think so long-term?

Yanjiang was smiling to himself, completely unaware that his old father's face turned dark. With a whoosh, a thick and powerful iron palm hit Yanjiang on the back of his head, making him stagger. Only then did he notice that his old father's face was clouded, and he hurriedly hid with Su Shangshu.

"Old general, don't be angry. What the young general said is just a joke. The princess went to study in the minister's study a few days ago. Young Master Yan and Young Master Su both take good care of the princess. The emperor even asked Young Master Yan to teach the princess archery. ." Eunuch De said to smooth things over.

"We haven't seen each other for a few years. Fei'er has become more successful. I didn't even have the chance to teach her little girl archery back then." Yan Jiang said to Su Shangshu again, "That boy in your family must also pay close attention. Don't be like you. Just I know that I don't know what's going on outside the window, and I haven't even received a token of love."

Su Shangshu: "......."

Eunuch De complimented: "Young Master Su has outstanding literary talent. Master Xu often praises him for his good writings. He has a good appearance and a very humble temperament. Like Young Master Yan, he is one of the best among people. He has no worries about being found." Good girl." He added, "The emperor will hold a banquet to celebrate tonight, so the old general and the two adults will go back and have a good rest."

When passing by Ye Lingxi, Yan Jiang winked at her. Ye Lingxi thought that this third uncle was more... approachable than she thought...

(End of this chapter)