At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, Fu Pinyan was transferred to the position of Tongzheng and Tongzheng. He ordered him to go to Beijing to take up his post before the year and officially take office after the Lantern Festival.

Fu Pinyan was overjoyed. He accepted the congratulations from the people in the government office and returned home early. He wanted to show off to his wife first, but when he learned that his two daughters were talking to his wife in the room, Fu Pinyan had to calm down his joy first, walked outside for a few steps, calmed down his joy, and then walked in with a calm look on his face.

"Why are you back so early today?" Qiao sat on the warm bed and watched Fu Rong's sister instructor chanting the "Three Character Classic". When she saw her husband come in, she hurriedly sat in, gave her a place for her husband, and handed her the copper goldfish-patterned hand stove in her hand to her. "It's cold outside, warm your hands first, Qiaoxing quickly poured tea for the master."

The career was going smoothly, and his wife was gentle and considerate. Fu Pinyan felt that her whole body was warm.

Taking the hand stove to warm your hands, then drinking a cup of hot tea, Fu Pinyan smiled and called Guan Geer: "Come here, read a few words to Dad."

Gu Ge'er grinned, stood up with Fu Rong's support, turned around and walked to his father, and sat directly on Fu Pinyan's lap.

The father and son asked and answered each other. Qiao and Fu Pinyan couldn't look at him. Fu Rong looked at him from the opposite side and soon found the joy that could not be concealed on his father's face. He said strangely: "Dad, do you have any happy events? I see that the corners of your mouth have been raised."

Qiao turned her head to look at her husband.

Fu Pinyan chuckled, ignored the curiosity of his wife and two daughters, and pinched his son's face and asked, "Does Guan Ge'er miss the second sister?"

Brother Guan turned his head and looked around, and seemed to find that there was a missing sister in the room. He nodded seriously: "I want to!"

Fu Pinyan touched his head and smiled, "Then dad took you to the capital to see her."

Brother Guan had never gone far away and asked blankly: "Where is the capital? I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was grabbed into his arms by Qiao. The Guan Geer was puzzled. Qiao had no time to care whether he wanted to do so. He asked her husband in surprise: "Go to the capital, is it because he has the will?"

Fu Rong also stared at his father nervously.

Fu Pinyan said: "The Tongzheng Department is the right-handed-zheng, and the fourth rank, has not been promoted or reduced. Fortunately, I can go to Beijing, so I will save you from thinking about Sister Wan every day."

As soon as this said, Qiao happily kissed his son several times on the face, and Fu Rong said anxiously: "When will we set off?"

Fu Pinyan had already calculated the way, "I left the seventh day of the lunar month. I have invited relatives and friends to have a meal in the past two days. It is a farewell, and I have to pack my luggage. I can't leave immediately for a while. You can catch the air and say goodbye to the good sisters. I may see you again in the future."

Fu Rong was extremely happy, but she did not forget one thing. When her parents finished their business, she asked in a low voice: "Dad, didn't you say you were not sure about going to Beijing before? This time it went so smoothly, did you use the favor of someone to ask for help?"

My father, Jizhou magistrate, was well-behaved in his previous life, and he didn't seem to be particularly anxious to go to Beijing. After learning that he was still in office, he still celebrated the New Year happily without showing any regrets. This time my sister married to the capital, and their mothers often missed her. Perhaps my father put in more effort to enter Beijing smoothly than in his previous life?

Qiao immediately glared at her daughter: "Your father is capable, and the emperor has seen the achievements of so many years. What does it have to do with favors?" This silly girl, who usually speaks so sweetly, is she stupid today?

Fu Rong shrank her neck. She knew that she might not like to ask her father this way, but it was related to whether she could feel at ease. If she didn't understand, even if she had the chance to see King An, she would be reluctant to approach him deliberately.

The mother and daughter were flirting with each other, and Fu Pinyan laughed and said the truth: "I asked an old friend who served in the Ministry of Personnel to pay attention to it, but he had only achieved the fifth rank and could not help me much. At most, I could reveal the news to me in advance. This time I successfully entered Beijing, which was indeed beyond my expectations."

Qiao said, "What's there to be surprised? The emperor knows what you do well in your errands."

His wife blindly believed in herself, and Fu Pinyan quietly pinched her hand.

Fu Rong didn't pay attention to his parents' small movements, and smiled, but his heart sank.

Her two-life experience told her that there would be no pie in the sky. She offended the Duke of Qingguo's Mansion and was lucky that her father was not demoted. Now she has become a Beijing official and someone must have secretly helped her.

Who is helping?

It is impossible for the eldest uncle Fu Pinchuan. Maybe he helped, but it was useless. Otherwise, his father would not have delayed his entry into Beijing for three years.

He is not his eldest uncle or his father's old friend, so apart from Xu Jin, Fu Rong would never think of others.

When did Xu Jin help?

Was he arranged the two in advance when they were "separate"? He was too lazy to take back the favor after the break, or was he the one who broke the break?

If it is the former, Fu Rong really admires Xu Jin's grand demeanor. If it is the latter, Fu Rong...

If it is not necessary, she really doesn't want to have any involvement with Xu Jin anymore. She doesn't like him. Xu Jin had to deal with her after he had been entangled. Now Fu Rong only hopes that Xu Jin will completely forget her. The two of them will be their own. If they change their own person, Fu Rong has nothing to worry about, but Xu Jin is different. That person is domineering and powerful. If he really cares about her, he will definitely find an opportunity to make peace with her after she enters Beijing...

Unfortunately, this doubt is that unless she seeks confirmation from Xu Jin in person, she can't even think of the result even if she wants to break her head.

Five days later, the whole family prepared the matter and set off in the bitter cold wind.

Fu Rong doesn’t like to go on a carriage far away, and he doesn’t like to set off in the cold winter.

The weather was cold and the thickest of the car curtains could not completely resist the howling cold wind outside. I suffered even more when I went to the forest to relieve my hands. I finally arrived at the inn and had to get up early after a good night's sleep. It was cold. Looking at the gray sky outside, I felt more and more irritable. But Fu Rong couldn't complain. My father felt sorry for their mothers and waited until the sun came out and the high day before leaving. In addition, it was dark early in winter, so I went to Beijing this time to walk much slower than in April.

"Sister, look at it's gloomy outside. Is it going to snow?"

On the fifth day of departure, Fu Rong always felt that it was particularly cold. He opened the curtain a little and saw that it was gloomy outside, and was shocked.

Fu Xuan came over to take a look, and his face also showed concern: "It's probably true."

Not long after, snowflakes floated in the sky.

Fu Pinyan sent Qiao Xing to reply, and ordered the coachman to hurry up and try to get to the next inn before the snow fell.

The coachman took the order and raised his whip and shouted.

The official road is not flat, and I don’t feel it when I walk slowly. Once it’s fast, Fu Rong’s butt can get off the narrow couch when he is bumpy. That’s so uncomfortable. I’m so angry that I complain to Fu Xuan: “I won’t go anywhere in the future. It’s so tiring!”

Fu Xuan smiled helplessly.

When the carriage finally stopped in front of the inn, there were two layers of snow as thick as the soles of shoes on the ground, and it was white, making it look much brighter. Because Fu Pinyan sent someone to say hello in advance, the postmaster and the postmaster's wife hurriedly led the maid and the postmaster to hold the umbrella to greet him.

This is the nearest inn to the capital. Xia Ri, Mrs. Qiao had a great chat with the wife of the postmaster here. This time, Mrs. Qiao also recognized her. I heard that the family came to Beijing because Fu Pinyan was transferred to the capital. She became more and more enthusiastic about the Qiao family and personally raised an umbrella for the father: "The yard is tidy and the kang is burning hot, so I can rest assured."

Mrs. Qiao looked at a yard next to her and asked casually what guests lived in the inn at this time. If you know each other, you would be able to leave.

The wife of the Yicheng smiled and said, "They are all ordinary officials, but in the near future, there are quite a lot of people coming from north to south. If the wife hadn't greeted her in advance, the yard would have been occupied. Not everyone is as generous as the wife. Some people, relying on their own background, think that we have made a bad arrangement and insist on robbing this big yard..."

Qiao listened with a smile and quickly walked into the backyard. After all, it was just an inn, and this best yard was only three times. The scenery was good. On the snowy day, a few wintersweets in the corner were so tender and yellow.

Seeing her looking at the wintersweet trees, the wife of the post immediately pointed to the outside wall and said, "There is a plum forest over there. If the wife is happy after the snow stops, she might as well lead the two girls to stroll around."

Qiao thanked her and invited her to come in for tea. The wife of the postmaster was about to refuse, but a little maid in green hurriedly ran in, "Madam, two distinguished guests are coming outside. Master, please come over!"

The wife of the postmaster was shocked and left in a hurry.

Fu Rong looked at the line of footprints left by the wife of the Yicheng on the snow, and put down the hat on the cloak, and asked her mother worriedly: "Mom, since she is a distinguished guest, I won't ask us to move out later, right?" There was no town in front and behind the snowy sky, and it was dark again...

Qiao took the Guan Ge'er from her wet nurse and patted her gently, "Don't worry, even if it's a distinguished guest, this inn will not be without our place to live. People are really unreasonable, so we can change the yard at the very least." He also told the maids not to unbox and pick up goods for the time being, so as not to have to work again if they really want to change the yard.

Sister Fu Rong didn't have the intention to go to the inner room. She sat next to her mother holding a hand stove, watching the heavy snow outside together. Brother Guan leaned quietly in his mother's arms, drowsy.

After waiting for nearly two quarters of an hour, Fu Pinyan strode over and saw his mother and mother looking like they were facing a great enemy, and said strangely: "Why don't you go to the house to sit?"

Qiao looked up and asked him, "I heard that a distinguished guest is coming. Have you seen him?" The ordinary distinguished guest, the official secretary would not be so anxious to call his wife to discuss.

Fu Pinyan suddenly realized that he ordered the maids to pack up his things first, and then explained: "It is His Highness King Su and the second young master of General Guangwei's mansion. They just returned from Bazhou and caught the heavy snow, so they had to come here to stay. By the way, the postmaster said that the inn was full and wanted to ask us to give up the yard and move to their side. His Highness King Su made a statement to stop him and lived in the guest room in front of us. If the snow does not stop tomorrow, we have to stay for one more day. Please pay attention and don't go in front of you."

Qiao was extremely surprised: "It's the twelfth lunar month, what are they going to Bazhou to do?"

It was exactly what Fu Rong wanted to ask. It wasn't her conceited, it was such a coincidence. Why did they come and Xu Jin arrive?

Fu Pinyan said: "I heard that a spirit fox appeared in the mountains in the northwest of Bazhou a while ago. Concubine Shu happened to be unwell, so Prince Su went to hunt the spirit fox himself. Not to mention, the fox's whole body was white without any trace of color, and his eyes were extremely spiritual. There was a tuft of hair next to his tail, and it seemed that another one was about to grow. It was indeed magical."

"I want to see!" Guan Ge'er was energetic and honest.

Qiao skillfully coaxed him: "It's dark, the spirit fox is going to sleep, I'll take you to see tomorrow." After hearing her husband's description, she wanted to see it, but the other party was King Su, so they should stop causing trouble for her husband. As for her son, maybe she would forget it after a night's sleep. I really remember that at most, she could make up a lie tomorrow morning, which would be easy to fool.

When he coaxed his son, Fu Rong looked a little stunned. Thinking that his daughter had seen King Su, Qiao couldn't help but feel heartbroken and asked tentatively: "What do you think about?" The dignified prince, no matter how good his daughter is, it may be difficult to climb up. Qiao doesn't want her daughter to get into a wrong heart and will be disappointed in the future.
Chapter completed!