Xiao Xiang'er sat in the pavilion and saw Cui Xiaowan's helpless look, which was a little funny:

"Hongluan, the three-year-old baby can only walk with him. Your son is fine. I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, I will climb over the wall and run away."

Lu Hongluan's gentle cheeks were full of smiles. She thought about it and said softly:

"Princess Su wrote to me that way, saying that Ling'er was only three or four years old, and she was in a state of trouble. She had nothing to do when she was sleeping. In the end, she couldn't send Ling'er to live in a sea of ​​flowers. She also made a very large bed so that she would not let Ling'er get up in the morning and sleep on the ground. She had a father and had a son. Maybe in the future, Xu Yi would be as good as Ling'er."

When Xiao Qi heard this, she shook her head and said:

"Don't let him learn martial arts so early, otherwise he would have run away in two years. A few days ago, Manzhi took Xu Yi for a walk, but the result was so good. Manzhi secretly took her three-year-old baby to the restaurant and listened to her own 'Fenhe Sword God'. When Xu Buling went to pick up Manzhi, Xu Yi was listening to it with a bright and energetic word. In Xu Buling's words, she wanted to slap the table on the spot and carry her sword to go out to explore the world'."

Lu Hongluan shook her head and smiled: "Boys must be both civil and military. It is better than learning from Xiang'er. When you have a hot brain, you will build a big business. No matter how big the family business is, you can't stand it."

When Xiao Xianger heard this, she was a little dissatisfied and raised her hand to pat Lu Hongluan on her shoulder:

"I am called benefiting future generations. If the bridge is built, it will be more convenient to travel along the river."

"What's the convenience? You just see Ling'er built a Taohuawu for Xiaowan, and you're jealous. You're also a baby bridge, are you ashamed..."

"Do you care about it?"

...

Xiao Qi shook her head and smiled as she heard the two of them quarrel, then looked at the sky and asked:

"Where has Xu Buling gone?"

Outside the pavilion, Yuenu and Qiao'e helped to take care of the child. When they heard the inquiry, Yuenu turned around and said:

"The little prince has gone to the Imperial College to pick up people, so he should be back soon."

Qiao'e thought for a while and said, "Sister Yuhe will follow you too. I can't tell when I will come back."

“…”

As soon as these words came out, the girls in the pavilion blinked.

Yuenu hit Qiao'e with her arm, obviously thinking Qiao'e was a little too talkative.

After Xu Buling returned from Northern Qi, Yuenu and Qiao'e naturally entered the door. Yuenu did not change much, but after Qiao'e got what she wanted, she obviously became stupid. Her mind was full of little princes, and sometimes she could only speak.

However, Xiao Xianger and others knew about Ning Yuhe's "hobby", but they didn't comment on it. They just smiled knowingly and stopped asking.

After a few words of conversation, a few girls came to the garden and the atmosphere became lively.

On the other side outside the imperial city, near the Bell and Drum Tower, the corridors and platforms are filled with snow.

The sound of reading aloud came from the books in the Imperial College.

Xu Buling stood under the bell and drum tower in a white robe, looking at the big bell above, with his eyes filled with nostalgia.

Zhongli Jiujiu stood in front of him, covering the warm winter sun with his hands, looking at the bell and drum platform above, and asked:

"My husband, you were here and stayed for a whole year?"

"Yes, I copy books on it every day, and there is a room below, which is used for confinement."

After Xu Buling looked at it for a few times, he walked into the Bell and Drum Tower.

Ning Yuhe's eyes looked a little strange, and he glanced at Zhongli Jiujiu with a slanted look, and said lukewarmly

"Xiaojiu, why are you not honestly trying to mess with your 'zoo'? What are you doing here?"

Zhongli Jiujiu was gifted since childhood and knew how to tame birds and beasts. After living in Chang'an City, she built a venue behind the house to tame rare beasts as pets for the sisters in the house and study medicine.

At this time, Zhongli Jiujiu should have abducted the little Taohua Baiying at home, but today she was about to pass by when she suddenly saw Ning Yuhe sneaking out, and Xu Buling also left the house first.

Zhongli Jiujiu knew Ning Yuhe very well and knew what this stinky Taoist nun was going to do. She immediately ran over and prevented Ning Yuhe from eating alone.

Seeing Ning Yuhe's eyes gritting his teeth, Zhongli Jiujiu felt refreshed and hugged Xu Buling's arm with a smile:

"It's a bit boring to stay in the house all day, and it's a big deal to go out and stroll around?"

More than just getting in the way...

The tail is ready...

Ning Yuhe pursed her lips, but it was hard to say it clearly. She walked quietly beside Xu Buling and no longer paid attention to Zhongli Jiujiu.

Xu Buling knew the thoughts of the two young wives, and he saw through them and didn’t say them out loud, and he also enjoyed them.

He took Yuhe and Jiujiu for a walk around the Bell and Drum Tower, and then turned around to the depths of the Imperial College.

In Wenqu Garden, the princes and nobles are still studying inside, and the pine and cypress are coaching inside, and Xiao Ting's snoring can be heard faintly.

When Ning Yuhe walked past the door, he raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Ting, who was sleeping soundly in the bookstore, and said in confusion:

"Ling'er, Master Xiao is the head of his family, why are you still studying here?"

Xu Buling was a little busy these days and didn't pay attention. At this time, he spread his hands in a daze.

Zhongli Jiujiu knew it and said with some amusing words:

"I heard from Sister Xiang'er that a few days ago, Xiao Ting went to a poetry party and was praised for being brave and resourceful. He was a little arrogant. He said, "This is called being better than being blue than being blue. From now on, my father may have to write a song "My Prime Minister's Son"..., do you think this is not a bad deal? The next day, Sister Qi Qi was hung up and beaten up, and threw it into the Imperial College to revise the "Book of Rites"..."

?!

My Prime Minister's son...

Xu Buling held it in for a long time and nodded slightly:

"Well... it's wise and stupid, this... it's called hiding the clumsiness."

Ning Yuhe's gentle cheeks were full of weirdness, and she thought for a while and said:

"It's so good that I hide my humbleness and hide it, my level is much higher than that of Ling'er."

Xu Buling really had nothing to say about this. If he had half of Xiao Ting's ability, he would not have had to go to Xiang'er's bedroom back then. Once the three-year period arrived, he would pat his butt and go back to be the prince.

The three of them chatted and laughed and came to the rear of the Imperial College.

In the past, male and female students studied together in the Imperial College. They had a holy place for schools and were not distinguished by teachings, and there were not so many rigid conspiracies of corrupt scholars.

However, Song Yufu came back to teach and married Xu Buling to a special status. It was not good to teach those princes and nobles. Moreover, her own knowledge could only be substitute, and she could not teach the real Tai students in the Imperial College.

In order to satisfy Song Yufu's wish to be a master, Xu Buling specially opened a new school behind the Imperial College to teach students who have just started to read and read, which is also a changing "kindergarten", and even the name is "Child Garden".

At this time, in the elementary school where birds were singing and flowers, more than 20 children of four or five were sitting properly behind the long desk, holding books in their hands, and muttering childishly:

"Cangjie wrote a book to teach his descendants. His youngest son inherited the imperial edict and was cautious and respectful..."

The bamboo curtain hangs down from around the book chamber. Between the desk, Song Yufu dressed in the Master's clothes walked back and forth with a ruler in her hand, pausing for a while, and letting the students follow her.

Maybe because Song Yufu teaches children more strictly, the atmosphere in the school is very good, and everyone is studying hard, which is a world of difference from Wenquyuan not far away.

Xu Buling stood in the distance and watched, without going in to disturb him. Until the bell rang in the distance, the children stood up like a pardon, ran to the waiter guards outside. Song Yufu put away the book and walked out quickly.

"Honey, why are you here so early? Sister Yuhe, Sister Jiujiu."

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Song Yufu came near, bowed slightly, and then walked in front of Xu Buling.

Xu Buling turned around and walked towards the road home, and said with a smile:

"It's okay at home, come and have a look."

Song Yufu smiled with a pursed lips and looked back at the children who were leaving. She complained softly until she walked away:

"Miss Xiaowan's niece is so naughty. During the lunch break today, she grabbed the ears of Li Si's grandson in Shaofu and cried. I went to ask her why she hit people, and she said with confidence, 'I saw him falling and crying, so I went to comfort him, but he kept crying. I couldn't help but hit him', I didn't know what to say..."

Song Yufu was thinking about it all, rather than complaining, it was better to share these interesting things with her family.

In the past, Song Yufu was basically not good at what she was good at. She had a different age range from her older sisters and didn’t know how to be martial arts. She couldn’t talk to her sisters. After two years of staying, she almost became weak.

Now that I have returned to the Imperial College, I have become a master as I wish. I can learn from what I am good at. Song Yufu even looks much better. Every time I come back at night, I can chatter for a long time, and talk more well than Manzhi and Sining.

Xu Buling was naturally filled with relief when he saw Yu Fu's appearance. Like all her husbands, he walked in front of him and listened carefully, and nodded occasionally.

Ning Yuhe and Zhongli Jiujiu walked behind and returned to their usual appearance. You glared at me, I glared at you, and found Xu Buling turned around, and then looked harmonious again, and smiled softly.

The family of four returned to the front door of the Xu family on Kuishou Street in the atmosphere.

Outside the gate, Lao Xiao was still holding a purple clay teapot, telling the glorious years of that year.

The audience changed from Manzhi and Little Peach Blossom to Little Nightingale waiting for people at the door.

The nightingale stood on her shoulders like a little sparrow, and quickly walked to the front:

"Young Master, why are you back? The garden is ready, and it will be difficult to draw later on dark."

A few years later, Nightingale was nearly twenty years old and had already grown into a big girl. She followed Xu Buling to attack Qi in the north and accompanied Xu Buling day and night. With Nightingale's character as tiger than Qiao'e, she had already eaten Xu Buling completely.

However, unlike the girl who grew up like a little Taohua, Nightingale is still as white as jade, and has a slender figure. Except for her taller height and her big braids, there are not much changes in other places. This can be seen from the cold weather on Yiyi's first lunar month, but she squatted on the shoulders of Nightingale.

Xu Buling touched the nightingale's head: "Go in."

Several people walked up the steps, and Xu Buling turned his head before entering the door and glanced:

"Old Xiao, why don't you go in?"

Old Xiao took a small hat from the servant, sucked tea without even raising his eyelids, and waved his hand and said:

"The little prince has already started a family and started a business. I still have something to do with my butt. I finally got clean and didn't want to join in the fun."
To be continued...