The story of the husband and the son of the doctor and daughter of Houmen

Chapter 767: After Autumn (2)
In the huge room, Yao Fengge was the only one left.

Yao Fengge got up, closed the window sash by himself, and blocked the sound of rain from the window, then reached out to pick up the letter, cut open the envelope with the paper knife at hand, took out the snow-white letter paper, unfolded it and began to read slowly.

The letter was written by Yao Yanyu himself, with blue handwriting, read from left to right, and lined up horizontally.But Yao Fengge was used to it.

This is how people are, when you become strong, the people around you will adapt to your various habits, thinking that whatever happens to you is justified.But if you are not strong enough, these small faults will become a good resource for the elders to blame. They will grab these things and beat them in various ways, trying to explain these small faults to make you obey infinitely.

At first, Yao Fengge felt strange about such a letter format, but now, not only her, but even Yao Yuanzhi just frowned and said "You just like to do different things" and let it go.

Because writing is not restricted by a brush, Yao Yanyu wrote a lot in a profuse manner.

She slowly conveyed the little business knowledge she had heard in her previous life to Yao Fengge through her own filter as a suggestion, hoping that she could make good use of her talents in Jiangnan, where capitalism has already sprouted, and create an unprecedented foundation.

Yao Fengge was indeed attracted by her strange ideas. At this time, businessmen were at the lowest end of the social status, even inferior to those handicraft workshop owners.Businessmen are labeled as "digging", "not thinking about work", "opportunistic", etc. Many people are ashamed of doing business.

But Yao Fengge didn't care about these things, she was a woman, and she was backed by the Dingbeihou Mansion and Yao Mansion, so naturally she didn't have so many worries.As for the future of her children, Su Yuping was in charge, so she didn't have to worry too much.

Influenced by Yao Yanyu, she really wanted to try her hand in Jiangnan, not to mention how big the family business she had won, she couldn't lose face to the Yao family.

Yao Fengge carefully read the letter written by Yao Yanyu, carefully thinking about her suggestion.At the end, Yao Yanyu mentioned a word by the way: Emperor Taizu's mausoleum has collapsed, and the emperor sent people to repair it.

Seeing these words, Yao Fengge's heart skipped a beat. Although the letter did not mention King Heng, she knew that he must be the one who went to repair the imperial mausoleum.

It seems that the body is fine!Yao Fengge exhaled lightly - as long as he is alive.

Coral's voice came from outside the door, urging her to eat.

Yao Fengge put away the letter and put it in his arms, then got up and walked outside the house.

Time flies, the continuous rainy season finally passed, summer went to autumn, frosty leaves were stained with blood, and in a blink of an eye it was already the season of frost.The withered grass is frosty and the flowers are white, and the moon is new in the cold window.The farms in the north and south of the river have been busy with the autumn harvest, and gradually entered the slack season.

In September, Xiao Lin and his wife, who had sent their grandfather back to their ancestral home for burial, had completed their filial piety for one year. The couple returned to the capital with their mother, Mrs. Yan, son Xiao Qin, and their servants.

After more than a year of absence, Han Mingcan has become more mature and charming, and Lord Xiaohou has become more personable.

When the brothers and sisters reunited, they naturally had a lot to say. Lord Xiao Hou and his wife congratulated Yao Yanyu on her daughter, and prepared generous gifts to visit her. Yao Yanyu hosted a banquet and left Han Mingcan's mother and son at home for two days.The three of them got together with Su Yuheng and talked for a few nights.

After Xiao Lin came back, he was ordered to go to the summer palace to face the saint, and then accompanied Emperor Jinglong to the Xishan hunting ground.

In order not to disturb the people of Dayun Imperial Capital, Emperor Jinglong quietly returned to Yundu City on the night of high autumn and moonlight under the protection of his followers.

When the emperor returned to Beijing, he naturally had a lot of political affairs to do.Several elders of the cabinet went to the gate of Qianyuan Hall before dawn the next morning and asked for an audience.

Emperor Jinglong was young and energetic.In the past two years, I have developed a good habit of dancing to the sound of chickens. I get up at four o'clock in the morning every day, practice a set of boxing skills, and come back to wash up after sweating. It will not delay the summoning of the ministers.

When the emperor returned to Beijing, he was busy with civil servants and military generals.The elders of the pavilion reported government affairs to the emperor in the Qianyuan Hall, and discussed some major issues that needed to be resolved.Ninghou Weizhang was immersed in the sweet and gentle country, sleeping soundly.

Yao Yanyu was woken up by Yiyi's crying, frowning and trying to sit up, but found that her waist was heavy, and she was pressing on one of Marquis Wei's long legs.So she sighed helplessly, and raised her hand to push that long leg down, but he grunted again and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.

"Yiyi is crying." Yao Yanyu had to whisper.

"Isn't there a nanny?" Wei Zhang refused, hugged him in his arms, and continued to sleep.

Yao Yanyu heard the little girl's cries getting louder, she pushed his arm helplessly, and sighed: "She's not used to sleeping with the nanny these days, you sleep with yours, I'll go and see."

"Hmm... this stinky girl." Wei Zhang had no choice but to let go of the fragrant and soft pillow, turned around and hugged the quilt in his arms.

Wei Zhang was not at home for a while, and his daughter slept with Yao Yanyu all the time. When Wei Zhang returned home last night, he naturally didn't allow his daughter to pester Yao Yanyu. He asked the nanny to take the little girl away early, and he hugged his wife to do whatever he wanted.Unexpectedly, after falling asleep for a while, she was woken up by the stinky girl crying.

Yao Yanyu endured the pain in her waist and legs, put on her coat and got out of bed, put on her shoes and asked outside, "What's wrong with Yiyi?"

Zisui, the little girl who was on duty outside at night, got up early, heard Yao Yanyu's question and hurriedly turned the screen to wait for Yao Yanyu to go out, then took the cloak and put it on his wife, and replied in a low voice: "I'm afraid my sister is hungry, I woke up to feed and found my wife I'm not here, so I'm crying."

Yao Yanyu smiled helplessly, she expected the same, so she ordered: "Let's go and have a look."

At this time, the little girl Yiyi was crying in the nurse's arms. She woke up because she wet the bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the person next to her was not her own mother, so she got angry and cried. The nanny coaxed her left and right, but she couldn't stop coaxing her. She was walking back and forth in the room with her arms in her arms.

"Give it to me." Yao Yanyu said with a helpless smile, "I really spoiled you to such an extent that you were crying and making noise in the middle of the night. Be careful that Daddy beats you."

The eight-month-old little Yiyi stopped crying as soon as she heard her mother's voice. She twisted her body and struggled desperately into Yao Yanyu's arms. Qi murmured: "Is it... Ma."

Yao Yanyu was heartbroken by her daughter's choked and muffled voice, so she carried her back to her bedroom.

Although Wei Zhang didn't move, he definitely couldn't fall asleep. Seeing Yao Yanyu hugging his daughter, he patted his forehead helplessly and asked, "You're not going to drive me to the study at this time, are you?"

Yao Yanyu put her daughter on the bed, turned around to look at someone with a sad face, and said with a smile, "Forget it, the three of you can squeeze here."

(End of this chapter)