"Rong'er Rong'er!"

"Mom?" Yuan Zheng smiled and frowned: "Why are you still waiting for me so late?"

"Look!" Mrs. Yuan Er jumped to Yuan Zheng, raised her face and opened her eyes hard, and let him look at him with the most virtuous expression.

Yuan Zheng saw the difference at this glance, and raised his eyebrows in an exaggerated manner, "Did you meet an immortal today? Why do you look like my sister, not like my mother!"

Mrs. Yuan Er was so happy that she took a veil to pat him, "You kid had a honey bar tonight? In order to wait for you to show me, I haven't washed my face when I go back to the house! Ouch!"

As he said that, he squatted down and rubbed his legs.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Zheng hurriedly supported her, and Qingyu, who was following Mrs. Yuan Er, also hurriedly came to help her.

"It's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Yuan Er smiled and grabbed his arm, "I'm walking a little bit more today."

"It's really okay?" Yuan Zheng knew her so well. This mother couldn't hide anything in her heart. Seeing that her facial features were clearly crying and laughing, she thought she had something to hide from her, "Isn't she injured somewhere?"

"It's really not!" Mrs. Yuan Er went over excitedly, and couldn't jump up anymore. She laughed and helped Yuan Zheng limp into the house.

Yuan Zheng glanced at Qingyu.

Qingyu glanced at Mrs. Yuan Er and shrank, "Mrs. I've just visited twelve streets."

"Twelve Streets?" Yuan Zheng was so shocked that he was amused and laughed. He thought to himself that he wanted to go out for 15 Streets. He was afraid that he would invite all the people from Kaifeng Prefecture to see her face that had been put on makeup?

There are only 36 streets in Kaifeng Prefecture. This mother walked through Kaifeng City with these small-footed high-soled boots? It would be strange if her legs didn’t hurt!

Mrs. Yuan Er glared at Qingyu and said embarrassedly: "No... I haven't been active for a long time... I've been getting cooler these two days, so I want to go out for more walks."

Yuan Zheng didn't expose her, and shook his head with a wry smile, "You must soak your feet in hot water tonight, and then let Qingyu pinch your legs."

He turned to look at Qingyu, "Qingyu is accompanying you? You are not tired at all."

Qingyu shook her head, fortunately she was not with her, so she said sympathetically: "It was Aunt Zhenzhu who accompanied her wife. Aunt Zhenzhu came back lamely and asked Yuyan to carry her home to rest."

Yuan Zheng thought about Pearl always muttering his cold legs, but it was pitiful!

Mrs. Yuan Er rolled her eyes openly, "I have asked Yuchang to bring her a few bags of medicine back, and I promised her to take another three-day vacation!"

Then he said proudly: "She is not as good as me!"

Yuan Zheng pressed her to the chair and sat down, and told Qingyu, "Let A Lu go and get hot water, you go to the warehouse to get some blood-activated medicine."

Then he squatted down and took off his shoes for Mrs. Yuan's second wife: "I'll press it for you first."

Mrs. Yuan Er sat in a daze on the chair. God, is she burning gold-inlaid fragrance for the Bodhisattva? The son who is naughty and wishes to demolish the family every day, and the son who makes trouble outside every day, will wash her feet now.

Mrs. Yuan Er raised her sleeves to cover her mouth, her nose sore and could not speak.

Yuan Zheng used cotton socks and trouser legs to massage Mrs. Yuan Er's soles and Zusanli where walking pain could be relieved.

It is common for them to march and fight for a long time. They are very familiar with these acupoints and massage techniques. His fingers are extremely powerful, and they are not as light and heavy as Master Yuan Er.

After being excited, Mrs. Yuan Er gradually enjoyed it and shouted for a while: "Be gentle!"

After a while, he sighed again: "It's just that place, it's sour and swelling, oh, it hurts!"

"Yeah, it's comfortable!"

Seeing that Mr. Yuan Er had not come back for a long time, he touched the side courtyard and saw that he had just come to see Qingyu who was cooking herbs.

"Where is the second lady?"

"In the Fourth Master's house, the Fourth Master is pinching the second wife's feet!" Qingyu was so moved that her eyes were red. The Fourth Master was really sensible!

Master Yuan Er sighed for a moment, and heard Mrs. Yuan Er’s happy voice in the yard. After standing and listening for a while, his heart felt a little sad.

At first he thought that Rong'er was probably out of place with this family, but later he found that he was more adaptable and grateful than he thought, which was a blessing for their husband and wife!

Master Yuan Er carries Mrs. Yuan Er back. Mrs. Yuan Er is in a very good mood and hums a small song without hesitation. Qingyu carries his shoes and follows from afar.

"Are you happy? Xiaobao." Master Yuan Er asked with a smile.

"Of course." Mrs. Yuan Er hugged his neck and lay on his shoulders, "We Rong'er, since we were about to marry a wife, we have become more and more motivated and filial! I like this son, and I like this wife too. I will go and worship the Bodhisattva tomorrow, and thank him for sending Rong'er to us!"

Master Yuan Er pursed his lips. Yuan Zheng's change did not start when he was about to marry a wife. However, it would be better for Mrs. Yuan Er to think so.

He smiled even more comfortably, "Yeah, that's right, I'm going to worship."

The Yuan Mansion is not big, and the unique voice of Mrs. Yuan Er in the Xiqian Courtyard floats all over the garden. Master Yuan, who is still in the study, also heard it. He raised his head from the desk, narrowed his eyes and listened for a while, and ordered: "Sui Bo, open the window wider."

The feeling of happiness in the song was heard more clearly.

After the singing disappeared, Master Yuan said to Zhong Yong in front of the desk: "You continue to say it."

"Yes." Zhong Yong's voice continued: "...Hanlin Academy, Imperial College, and Censorate are all circulating your good deeds of spending all your family's wealth and charity. The 28 regulations of your reforms were mentioned again. Liu Wei and Cui Geng's defeat over the years have also compiled a book to preach them everywhere. This wind starts from Kaifeng and spreads to Jiaozhou, Yuezhou, Xuanzhou, and Xiangchu."

Master Yuan stood up, walked to the window, looked at the night for a while, and said, "Sparks fire spreads to the prairie. The Saint Empress is right. Instead of lighting the lamp alone, it is better to let everyone pick up the firewood first. I have been waiting for this moment for twenty years!"

He turned to Zhong Yong and said, "The Twenty-Eight Regulations will not be widely spread. From now on, the Fourth Master will have new documents. When his reform proposal is mentioned, all academies will release the news again."

It's getting deeper in the night.

Yan Nan took a shower and changed her clothes early and went to the bed to rest. The past two days were a bit messy. The treasure seemed to be right in front of her, and all the problems seemed to be unable to be solved by the treasure.

For example, the enemies who are eyeing her are still there, and the toxicity of her mother has not been fully solved. For example, Daliang's fate, even if Brother Yuan defeats Liu Wei and Prince Zhong successfully seizes the throne, how can the weak Daliang avoid the fate of being seized by the Northern Barbarians or the Eastern Liao?

Is that treasure their last reliance?

There is also a scene in today's snake cave, the inexplicable communication between her and the python, and the old man's hug in a flash, all of which are faintly mysterious.
Chapter completed!