The next morning, Yu An and Yi Jiang were taking turns riding a tricycle in the yard.
"It's really fun. I'm going to ask my grandfather to find someone to make one for me."
After riding around the yard twice, Yijiang sighed as he got off the seat and gave his seat to Yu An.
Yu An grinned with a little pride on his face, looking like he was feeling proud.
"That's nothing. There are also small cars that can run very fast without pedaling hard."
Hearing this, Yijiang scratched the back of his head in confusion.
"No need to pedal, does that mean we need people to push us, or oxen and horses to pull us?"
Yu An stepped on the pedal and shook his head.
"No."
"It uses... it uses oil and electricity."
Yijiang frowned, thinking hard.
"Oil?"
Suddenly, a man's voice came from outside the yard:
"But thunder and lightning on a rainy day?"
"That's unheard of."
The sudden sound startled the two little guys.
"Who are you?!"
Yijiang stood in front of Yu'an, looking at the people outside vigilantly, staring with wide eyes and a fierce look on his face.
The man suddenly lowered his head and chuckled, a trace of regret flashed across his eyes, and he shook his head.
What happened to me just now? I
actually took the child's words seriously and asked subconsciously.
How could anyone in this world be able to control lightning?
Unless they were immortals...
Hearing the sound, Cheng Feng and his companions were the first to rush over, followed by sisters Cheng Qiuyun and Cheng Qiuruo who also ran to the door.
The visitor looked at the two sisters with a faint smile and waved the folding fan in his hand.
"Girls, we meet again."
Cheng Qiuruo frowned slightly with a serious expression.
"Is that you?"
Shang Xiaomin, what is he doing here?
"You have come from afar, please come in and have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."
Old Madam Cheng stood at the door with a cane, and stretched out her hand to invite the visitor.
Since her grandmother had spoken, Cheng Qiuyun had no choice but to step forward and open the gate.
"Come in."
"Thank you very much."
Shang Xiaomin closed his fan, stepped into the courtyard, and walked towards Old Madam Cheng.
"I came here uninvited today, I hope the old lady won't blame me."
After asking Xu to help take the two children away, Old Lady Cheng and everyone in the Cheng family paid their respects.
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince. My humble abode is simple and I am sorry for the poor hospitality. Please forgive me, Fifth Prince."
Only the two sisters-in-law, Meng and Wang, and Cheng Sheng who followed Old Madam Cheng, entered the main hall with Shang Xiaomin.
In the room, the two little guys were standing by the window watching Cheng Feng and the others busying around outside, moving the gifts that Shang Xiao Min had brought.
"That guy just now was really strange. In the middle of winter, he fanned himself with a fan."
"Yuan, do you know why?"
Yu An also shook his little head.
"I don't know."
An Luo outside the screen curled his lips.
"Death costume!"
Yu An blinked his eyes in confusion.
[Sister Fairy, what is tearing clothes? ]
An Luo covered his mouth in annoyance.
Why did she say what was in her heart again?
"That's right, I just thought that doing this was very nice and elegant, and I wanted to attract everyone's attention."
As he spoke, An Luo looked disgusted.
"If at this moment a girl's eyes sparkled and she shouted beside him: 'Wow, this young man is so handsome, so charming!', he would be even happier."
"Here, we usually call this kind of people 'pretending to be dead' or 'pretending to be dead'."
Yu An nodded his head, not quite understanding.
[So that's how it is. ]
[Yuan seemed to understand.]
So, he is not an ordinary young master, he is pretending to be a young master.
…
In the main room, thinking of the toys of the two children just now, Shang Xiaomin asked tentatively.
"The two kids playing in the yard just now, the younger one, is she the old lady's great-granddaughter?"
Old Madam Cheng smiled and nodded.
"Yes, Yu'an is still young. If I have offended you, I hope Your Highness the Fifth Prince will not blame me."
"How?"
Shang Xiaomin smiled nonchalantly.
"It's innocent and cute."
His eyes flickered, and the next sentence he asked was the question he wanted to ask most.
"The toys she plays with are quite interesting to me, Your Highness."
Madam Cheng looked indifferent.
"That, it's just a little toy that Qiu Ruo made on a whim to cheer up the child."
Shang Xiaomin lowered his eyes and gently touched the outer wall of the teacup with his fingers.
"I see."
Old Madam Cheng put down the teacup in her hand and asked.
"I wonder what brings you here today, Fifth Prince?"
Shang Xiaomin took a sip of tea.
"Miss Qiu Ruo provided a method for refining refined salt before, and the benefits have been good recently. Today, His Highness has prepared a thank-you gift and came here to thank you all."
Madam Cheng smiled faintly.
"You are too polite, Fifth Prince. Didn't you also give us sheep?"
Shang Xiao lowered his eyelids and stared at the teacup, his eyes flickering.
"Madam Cheng was once a heroic woman who swept away the enemy on the battlefield. Is she really willing to waste the rest of her life in this small mountain valley?"
Old Madam Cheng sighed softly, with a hint of sadness on her face.
"We encountered assassinations all along the way. Now we finally escaped. I just hope that my children can be safe and sound. In the future, they can farm, hunt, do some small business, and support the family."
Shang Xiaomin tapped the table lightly with his fingers without saying anything.
Don't you even have the thought of revenge?
Although he looked down on Madam Cheng who had become so unmotivated, he felt inexplicably relieved.
"What about General Cheng?"
Shang Xiaomin turned his head and looked at Cheng Shengxuan beside him.
"General Cheng is a man of both civil and military talents, brave and resourceful. Is he willing to remain silent and live an ordinary life?"
Cheng Shengxuan's hands behind his back suddenly tightened.
The opportunity has come.
Should I take the opportunity to agree to it?
He first glanced at his grandmother.
"this..."
Old Madam Cheng picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Seeing this, Cheng Shengxuan loosened his hands on his back slightly.
Seeing him hesitate, Shang Xiaomin continued.
"If General Cheng is willing to serve as my advisor, I will certainly welcome him."
Cheng Shengxuan bowed and clasped his hands.
"Then thank you very much, Your Highness the Fifth."
"Haha, OK!"
Shang Xiaomin laughed out loud, and then he looked at Old Madam Cheng again.
"It's winter now, and it's very cold in the mountains. Didn't the Cheng family buy a house in Muyuan Capital? Why don't we go there together?"
Cheng Shengxuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
It seems that he also knew that Jiuling was selling milk tea in the capital of Muyuan Kingdom.
Old Madam Cheng pulled the corner of her mouth, gave a bitter smile, and shook her head.
"We, the old, weak, women and children, will not continue to burden Sheng Xuan. Your Highness the Fifth Prince, rest assured. Sheng Xuan's choice is the choice of our Cheng family."
"In that case, Your Highness will take your leave first."
Having achieved his goal, he couldn't stay for long.
Shang Xiaomin stood up and patted Cheng Shengxuan on the shoulder.
"Then I'll wait for you in the capital."
After saying this, he strode away with his entourage.
Looking at his back, Meng's face looked solemn.
"Mother-in-law, what he just said, does he want to keep us under surveillance so that he can control Shengxuan and use him for his own purposes?"
Madam Cheng turned and walked into the house with a light snort.
"Normal, don't we also not trust him?"
Suddenly, a voice came from the side.
"Gu Shang, I've been looking for you for a long time. Where did you go just now?"
Hearing the voice, Cheng Shengxuan frowned slightly and looked at the man secretly.
On the other side, the pretender left, and Yu An rode his bike out to play again, with Yi Jiang jogging behind him.
Thinking of that group of people, Gu Shang clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves and explained in a low voice.
"I just went outside to relieve myself. What do you want from me, young master?"
Yijiang helped Yuan get out of the car without even bothering to raise his head.
"It's nothing serious. I just want you to go back and ask grandfather to find a craftsman to make me a small car."
Gu Shang didn't move, just spoke.
"Then you can talk to Master Chen yourself later."
After saying that, he stepped aside and started packing his luggage.
Yijiang blinked belatedly in realization.
What does that mean?
"My dad is coming?"