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Back then, the rhymes between Yang Yi and Li Xiangxian were well known to everyone. The song of Yanqiu and the dance of the geese are still regarded as a masterpiece of eternal songs. The tragic scene of the geese dying to the ground has made countless infatuated men and women sigh, and Li Xiangxian's dance has been constantly imitated and learned from other philosophers.

Thirteen Niang once witnessed the grand occasion at that time, and she had not yet married Yang Yi.

She is not unfamiliar with Li Xiangxian, but Li Xiangxian disappeared for two or three years, and when she appeared again, she was at her own house. Thirteen Niang was both curious and surprised. Of course, she was also a little jealous. Women are inevitable.

It’s just that she is from the prime minister’s family and will not show it easily.

The afterglow of the setting sun has not yet disappeared, and the exquisite palace lanterns in the back hall are lit. The hall is covered with brocade, the curtains are covered with gold, and the doors, windows, beams and pillars are carved with auspicious clouds, flowers and birds. The rich and elegant atmosphere is revealed. The golden robe and fragrant tripod are faint. Eight pretty maids wearing blue backs stand on both sides.

Yang sat on the upper head with her eldest grandson in her arms, with an amiable smile on her face. Thirteen Niang, Qing Niang, Li Xiangxian and Han Bier were sitting together.

Yang's eyes swept across everyone's faces, and he couldn't help but look at Li Xiangxian more. Although Li Xiangxian had a head of millet hair, he was more beautiful than a flower. He had every move and was generous. He answered the same words in moderation, had a gentle heart and a delicate and elegant taste. Yang saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart.

Li Xiangxian had already prepared. Before the meal started, he asked Alan to take out the rare treasures brought back from the Western Regions and give them one by one. Even Ming'er and Qingye did not leave behind.

Yang received a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads, each of which was engraved with a lifelike arhat. There were 108, and this gift was very much in line with Yang's wishes. She happily accepted it and gave Li Xiangxian a piece of jade Ruyi.

What Shisanniang got was a pair of cold jade bracelets, with red bloodshots in the jade, like dragons flying and phoenix dancing. It was extremely precious;

Wearing cold jade in this summer in June makes people feel cool and refreshed. Thirteen Niang smiled cleverly and said, "Sister Xian'er is so polite. When I first met, how could I accept your precious gift? Sister Xian'er put it away quickly."

As soon as Thirteen Niang said this, the harmonious atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed subtly. Especially Alan, her face changed!

In fact, everyone just said that Li Xiangxian’s meaning of sending gifts at this time was tacit. At this subtle moment, as the wife, Thirteen Niang’s words and deeds may be interpreted with unusual meanings.

Her refusal to accept gifts, which, in the eyes of others, was equivalent to rejecting Li Xiangxian's kindness.

Li Xiangxian's expression did not change at all. She smiled gently and made people feel like spring breeze. She pushed the jade bracelet back to Shisanniang and said sincerely: "Sister is virtuous, kind, gentle and generous. These things should not be used to make my sister bored, but it is not so, and it is difficult to express my admiration for my sister. I hope my sister will accept it!"

Thirteen Niang is waiting to refuse again, Yang said first: "Thirteen Niang, Xian'er is full of love, don't refuse, accept it! Look, my eldest grandson likes this gift so much... Oh, I can't eat, I can't eat..."

No! The Yang family's Tiedan Yanei liked the gift enough, but he stretched out his pink little hand, grabbed the string of Buddhist beads and stuffed it into his mouth, and his saliva was everywhere;

Yang quickly snatched it out, but Tiedan Yanei was reluctant to leave, but he didn't cry. He stretched his neck as far as possible, chasing the string of Buddhist beads, and his saliva dripped, as if it was delicious candy.

His pink and jade-carved appearance is adorable, and his saliva is flowing, his eyebrows are slightly frowning, and his unyielding look made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere in the hall is much more relaxed.

Thirteen Niang was happy and angry, pinched her son's little face and said to Yang, "Mother-in-law, it's not that the daughter-in-law wants to make things difficult for Xian'er. It's just that when we meet, it's not appropriate for me to accept such a precious gift from her. If Xian'er is willing to serve a cup of tea or something, the daughter-in-law is willing to drink it. Mother-in-law, do you think this is the case!"

"Hmm? Yes, yes, yes, thirteenth lady, you are considerate. Look at me, I'm so confused! Oh, I've been tortured by this eldest grandson, and this kind of heart-wrenching baby is so hard tormenting."

While the maid was going to serve tea, Thirteen Niang hurriedly said, "Mother-in-law, the eldest son is enough to make trouble for others. Otherwise, let his wife take care of him in the future, so as not to make you tired."

Yang was very alert and said with a look of tact, "What's so tired? You're just like this grandson, and you still try to be foolish. The most important thing is that Yi'er is beating, saying that he wants to send my grandson to the Sales Bureau. Is there anyone who is so dad?"

"Don't take it to your heart, the official is just a heartless word."

"I think he really wants to do this. Thirteenth Lady, don't talk to him. I haven't settled the score with him yet!"

When it comes to the care of his grandson, Yang changed his previous weak and gentle style, which was strong and unyielding.

She glanced at Thirteen Niang and the others again and sighed: "You guys, everything is good, that's it... Alas! It's okay for Qing Niang to be young, but you and Bier have been together for several years, and they have only added such a single seed to our Yang family. This is what I see and anxious in my heart!

As the saying goes, a single tree cannot make a forest. Since ancient times, if a family wants to prosper for generations, it must be the first to be prosperous. If you don’t talk about these principles, you should also know that if you don’t ask for anything else, you just expect that you will add a few more people to the Yang family..."

Yang was nagging this, and no one dared to speak out, and they all lowered their heads and listened to Yang's failure...

In the front hall, Yang Yi, Ma Hanqing, Wang Yong, and Li Yizhong and others were drinking happily.

Official Yang was intended to get himself drunk, and he was extremely generous when drinking. Ma Hanqing knew his difficulties and jokingly said, "Sir, why don't we move to the brothel before drinking?"

Official Yang rolled his eyes and replied, "I'm afraid you want me to have my corpse and brothel?"

"Sir, what's wrong with this? As the saying goes, "Die under a peony flower, you can be romantic even if you are a ghost!" Li Yizhong didn't know how to live or die, and was still sucking the fire.

"Very good, ideals are great, by the way, Yizhong! Is the wall of the house where Princess Yilan in Xixia living high?"

"Sir, you are...oh! You are not high or high, you can easily climb over."

"It seems you've climbed over."

"Sir, it's unfair. The young man always thought that only adults are qualified to climb."

Puff! Yang Daguan was spraying all over the ground with a sip of wine. This time, Li Yizhong not only fell into the trap, but instead took him into the army and made Ma Hanqing and others laugh so hard that they leaned back and forth!

"Not bad, Yizhong! I have grown up. Wang Yong and his team brought back a few treasure knives from the Western Regions. Let's go out and tell... Hey, I'm done, why are you running away?"

"Sir, I'm young for the past two days!"

"Can you run so fast with diarrhea?"

"Sir, look at what you said, can you not run faster if you have diarrhea?"

"Don't talk about diarrhea, you Laden is useless!"

The consequences of contradicting Yang Daguanren were very serious. After a while, Li Yizhong's howling like a pig was heard in the spacious front hall.

After hearing this, the servant Jia spread his hands and said innocently: "The great official is drunk!"

Ding Bing: "Wrong, I'll study it fundamentally. The great official wants to first refine his muscles and bones."

Housekeeper: "Why?"

Home Bingbing: "Tonight is cloudy, and the grape trellis in the backyard is probably going to collapse."

Jia Ding Jia: "It's not that good, the great official is wise and powerful, what's the point of being afraid of grape trellis?"

Dingbing: "The grape trellis is not scary, but the exhaust of the car is scary. I don't know. It is said that one day, the official followed the car and ran n streets."

Housekeeper: “….”

At night, Yang Daren was drunk and staggered back to the backyard. When people were not paying attention, he looked at him drunk. Well, the lights on the upper floor in the east were on, uh, the lights on the upper floor in the west were on, and the lights on the upper floor in the north were on, but not on the north, that was a pond.

It’s bitter, and Master Yang feels a little lost, or... I’m so confused about it and going to Xiangxian’s room?

The idea is very tempting, the reality is cruel, okay, go east honestly.

Official Yang was like a martyr, silently going up the east till the trestle. A small fan of Xiangluo suddenly fell downstairs, which hit him just in front of him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I accidentally dropped the fan. You can help me pick it up."

If you don’t pick it up, Master Yang seems to have not heard of it. I am drunk! I am drunk!

Hurry!

Hearing this sound, Yang Daguanren shrank, but he kept rushing into the cold water poured on his head. Well, there was no odor. She was sure it was not foot washing water. She didn't dare to take a cold bath this June, it would be great!

"Hurry, Ming'er, go down quickly, he is really drunk." Thirteen Niang's anxious and annoyed voice came from the upstairs.

Hearing this voice, Yang Daren felt even more happy. He wanted to trick me into sobering up, but there was no way.

A burst of rapid footsteps came from the upstairs, Hey! Why isn't Ming'er the one who came down?

I saw Li Xiangxian and Shisanniang running downstairs one by one, carrying their skirts, one as beautiful as spring orchids, and the other glorious autumn chrysanthemum, one holding him on the left and right.

I was really afraid of anything I was going to do. Yang Daren was scared and sweated in a cold sweat. It was bitter!

"Official, why are you drinking so much? Look at you so drunk!"

Yang Daguanren was keenly feeling a small hand reaching his waist. She didn't twist it immediately, but began to pick and choose one piece of meat and one piece of meat. After determining the best position, she twisted it hard...

I'm drunk! I'm drunk!

Thirteen Niang leaned over and carefully observed his expression. Her phoenix eyes blinked and found that he had no reaction, she showed an innocent face.

Official Yang is about to faint, why didn’t he find this lady a “demon” before?

"Oh, my sister is so drunk that she's afraid she's drunk just now. Sister Xian'er quickly helps him to the bathroom and asks him to wash himself and change clothes. Don't really feel the cold."

It turned out that it was a couple, and they were drunk together. Li Xiangxian's face was red and her whole body was weak. She didn't know what to answer.

"Please trouble Sister Xian'er." As Thirteen Niang urged, her little hand quietly reached into Yang Daguanren's waist again, and rotated 180 degrees, lighter, 360 degrees, it felt not enough, 108,000 degrees...

Official Yang was drunk too much and his whole body was thrusting... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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