As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

Chapter 889 Level of Detail
Obviously when she left Beijing, Madam was still reluctant to leave, with tears in her eyes.

How come it's only been a year and a half now, and Madam doesn't care about him anymore.

This problem is too serious.

After writing the letter, Xie Wei still felt unhappy, so he immediately wrote a memorial and sent it to the capital to talk about his return to the capital.

When Xie Changyu came in, Xie Wei's memorial had just been written and handed over to Lian Dongsheng to send to the capital.

Xie Changyu saluted his father: "Is this a request for an order to return to Beijing?"

"Yeah yeah."

Xie Wei stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked forward: "My father is old now. You can do it alone here. It's time to find a place to take good care of yourself."

"Then father...will not stay in the capital after returning to the capital? Where do you plan to go?"

"Maybe he will go to Pennsylvania, but it's hard to say right now."

Xie Wei thought that Yu might want to go to Pennsylvania.

After all, King Kaiping was alone there, and Yu had only one daughter. When he got older, he would want his children to be filial to him.

Although Xie Jiajia is there now.

But that heartless one doesn't even pay much attention to his daughter. He probably only cares about having fun every day. How can he spend much time with the elderly?

Just thinking about King Kaiping made Xie Wei feel a little unhappy.

That father-in-law was really dissatisfied with his son-in-law.

And once you are dissatisfied, you will be dissatisfied for many years.

A few years ago, he was sent to Pennsylvania and stayed with King Kaiping for more than half a year, but he was scolded a lot.

After all, he was one of the founding fathers who reined in his horse and made him a marquis at the age of forty. He really didn't have any face left for him.

It’s not pleasant to think about.

But who said it was the father-in-law.

Speaking of which, he was indeed opportunistic and just got lucky when he was able to marry Mr. Yu.

Just because he deceived his daughter and used all his family wealth to recruit troops to start a rebellion, this unpleasantness is nothing now.

All can be tolerated.

Xie Wei waved his hand: "Go back to the capital and see what your mother wants. She can go wherever she says. She can stay in the capital. It's just about dealing with those old foxes, no problem."

Xie Changyu nodded.

The father and son talked about the situation in Beijing and Youyun.

Xie Wei is really insensitive to these political situations now.

His children are capable, but he is too lazy to care.

It gives me a headache just listening to it.

After a while, he asked Xie Changyu a little irritably to go about his own business.

Xie Changyu said "Okay", but did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood beside his father: "Dad, my mother sent me a separate letter from home years ago, asking about your life in Youyun."

"What?" Xie Wei turned to glare at Xie Changyu: "Then what did you do?"

"be honest."

Xie Changyu lowered his eyes and said, "I told my mother that my father is doing well here, drinking tea, drinking wine, and riding horses to make her feel at ease."

Xie Wei: "..."

Every letter he wrote home was filled with complaints, saying that in the bitter cold of Youyun, there was no one he knew, and he was very upset.

The food, drinks, clothing and use are not satisfactory, so it is better to be in the capital, and it is best to be with my wife.

He also said that he had lost a lot of weight and his hair had turned a lot gray.

I was also very worried about my eldest son’s marriage and my grandson’s studies. I was heartbroken.

My hair has turned a lot whiter.

As a result, he was dismantled by a letter from his son!

No wonder his wife's letters in the past six months have never asked him about his situation, not even a word of concern.

He said it was weird.

Xie Changyu said: "I think my mother was worried that my father would not feel comfortable living here in Youyun, so she cared a little bit about me. I replied to the letter so that my mother could rest assured."

Xie Wei: "..."

Suddenly the fist became hard. How could you give birth to such an inflexible idiot!

"Then I'll get busy."

Xie Changyu said rigidly, cupped his hands towards his father, turned around and left.

Xie Wei's fist did not hit his son.

When his son turned to leave, he seemed to see a smile flashing across Xie Changyu's lips.

What are you laughing laughing?

Making fun of your own father?
The point is that Xie Changyu's son, who is so strict and so calm that even a father like him finds it boring when he is standing next to him, can he laugh after just a few small talk?
Xie Wei felt sullen and snorted coldly: "My wife and children are laughing on the hot bed."

"My lord, the letter has been sent away."

Lian Dongsheng came over at this time, bowed and said: "Send it out quickly, there should be a response soon."

"what!"

Xie Wei suddenly came to his senses and strode out with his robe in hand, "Quick, quick, get the letter back!"

Then a letter——

Xie Wei could even imagine the expression on Yu's face after seeing it.

Can I still sleep in my room when I return to the capital after this?
……

Xie Huan returned home from school five days later.

The almost nine-year-old child is like a little seedling growing in the spring breeze. Every time we meet, he seems to have grown a lot taller.

His clothes are also made once a month.

In fact, the people who took care of Xie Huan only made clothes once a quarter.

When made, it is slightly larger and can be worn longer.

Even if children grow up quickly, it won’t look so obvious if they are a little smaller.

After Qiu Huixian took over taking care of Xie Huan, she did it once a month.

She believes that clothes should be worn appropriately, not too big or too small.

There is no shortage of embroiderers in the Xie Mansion to make clothes, and there is no shortage of materials for making clothes. In fact, this kind of thing is just a matter of carelessness.

The people who used to take care of him saw that Xie Changyu and Xie Wei were both men.

Men are never that attentive, so they are too lazy to take care of them seriously.

Now Xie Changyu doesn't know how meticulous Qiu Huixian is about these things, but it feels like Xie Huan is wearing new clothes every time she sees her.

Of course, Qiu Huixian was careful and careful.

Xie Huan jogged happily into Changfeng Garden and found his father was also in the house. He immediately looked towards Xie Changyu standing upright with some restraint, nodded and called: "Dad."

"Ah."

Xie Changyu nodded lightly, "How was it at the academy? How was your score in the quiz this time?"

"..."

Xie Huan was a little nervous, "It's okay."

He didn't do very well in the quizzes, and he passed the recitation test, but his essay writing was not good, and he was called in by the doctor for special guidance.

But Xie Changyu is a dignified father.

Xie Huan was always careful and well-behaved in front of him, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Qiu Huixian walked up and wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, "You ran all the way here, right? Are you hungry? I asked Aunt Cui to prepare the honey cake you like to eat later. a little."

"Okay!"

Xie Huan couldn't hide his joy, but because Xie Changyu was still in the room, he was still a little reserved and didn't even smile big.

Seeing this, Qiu Huixian turned to Xie Changyu and said, "Your Majesty, aren't you in trouble?"

"..."

Xie Changyu is fine.

But he understood Qiu Huixian's eyes, so he was "in trouble".

He said "Hmm" and stood up and walked out.

Xie Huan looked at his back and stuck out his tongue. When he left the yard, he whispered: "If dad were here, I would definitely be able to eat only two pieces of honey cake!"

(End of this chapter)