"Huh? Which little guy is this?"

After waiting for a long time, a guest finally came to the door. The person who came was Duke Mu, who had a very good relationship with Yang Qing's cheap father, so he came very early.

"Report to Mr. Yang Qing, this is our young master."

Hearing Duke Mu’s question, the butler of Yang’s mansion immediately came up and said with a smile.

"Yang Qing? Is Yang Ming's youngest son?"

Duke Mu looked surprised. The little guy in front of him was really shocked.

"I've met Uncle Mu."

With a slight bow, the etiquette method that is very suitable for adults will become a bit funny when Yang Qing comes to him. It's really too small.

"Hahahaha! The little guy is nice!"

Hearing the greetings of "Little Yang Qing", Duke Mu was in a very good mood. He threw down the gift casually, walked up to him with a smile and picked up Yang Qing.

"How old is the little guy this year?"

"Five years old."

Yang Qing seemed extremely uncomfortable when she was hugged by Duke Mu. To be honest, except for the time when she couldn't walk, Yang Qing has never been picked up like this.

"All five years old, not bad! Not bad! Hahahaha!"

Duke Mu laughed and put down Yang Qing, then walked into Yang's mansion under the guidance of the housekeeper. As for Yang Qing, he was still waiting at the gate of Yang's mansion.

He wanted to stay until the sedan chair returned home to show respect.

As time goes by, the number of people at the gate of Yang Mansion gradually increases, and people are often stranded.

First, join in the fun. After all, the Yang Mansion is the residence of the prime minister. The eldest son in the mansion will definitely spend money to the people who come to congratulate but cannot enter.

Second, I want to see the rising knowledge of big shots. Those who can interact with the Prime Minister’s Mansion are basically considered top-level big shots in the Song Dynasty. They are rare to see on weekdays, but today is a great opportunity.

As the gifts accumulate one by one, the gifts at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion are almost piled up, and Yang Qing's small body is also very sour.

A five-year-old child stood there for a few hours, and it was a blessing that he was a child of a wealthy family. Otherwise, if it were a child of a commoner, he would have fainted due to physical reasons.

After a few hours, Yang Qing couldn't count how many times he had been picked up. His appearance seemed very pleasing. The guests who came and went to hug each other, and many female relatives liked to pinch Yang Qing's face.

This made Yang Qing suffer and was teased!

But he can't express anything yet, this is the most embarrassing thing.

After looking at the many children behind him, Yang Qing sighed.

Most of them are little girls, and of course there are many naughty boys.

The little girl may be left behind because of Yang Qing, but the boy is not. They stayed behind for the little girl...

"Hey, a group of little kids, how old is he? He is actually interested in men and women's affairs. He is precocious!"

I sighed in my heart. Maybe I can't see anything now, but in a few years, I'm afraid I will become the rival of love in the eyes of these boys.

Although he had no intention of this, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind continued to stop! These things were not the final say of him!

Finally! A sound of gongs came from the street. Yang Qing looked around and saw that his elder brother Yang Lun rode a horse with extraordinary momentum.

Behind him, the servants who were greeting the bride were slowly passing by. With the cooperation of eight servants, they were hiking up and down.

"Finally arrived..."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yang Qing felt that she was about to lose her position.

"Yang Qing and Yang Qing! Your elder brother is here! You finally don't have to stand here."

A little girl patted Yang Qing on the shoulder and said happily.

"Um."

Nodded slightly, Yang Qing walked quickly and met him.

After a loud cheer, the bride wore red gauze and was supported by the maid and walked out of the sedan chair.

As the sound of firecrackers rang out, the group finally slowly stepped into the gate of the Yang Mansion.

"My little brother, go to my father's place."

He reminded Yang Qing that Yang Lun was very happy. Today is his happy day!

What I won was the jewel in the palm of Duke Zhenguo, which was so great!

"yes!"

Nodded slightly, Yang Qing moved, and the group of children behind him also moved.

Pretending to not seeing it, Yang Qing called Le a maid. Under the maid's guidance, Yang Qing quickly found her cheap father.

At this time, a large group of high-ranking officials and nobles were sitting in the lobby, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

After a glance, this etiquette is not much different from that in ancient China. The female family went to another room and Yang Qing's mother greeted her.

And these men gathered in the lobby.

When Yang Qing came, she brought a group of children, and the atmosphere was even more exciting.

"Oh! Little Yang Qing is here! Brother Yang! Your little guy is amazing!"

Someone laughed.

"Where is it, this little thing looks like a dull thing all day long, and you can't control it! You can't control it!"

Yang Ming said with a wry smile.

"Tsk, the little guy is definitely naughty! That guy is going to the room without fighting for three days! That guy is sensible!"

Someone immediately retorted, look at Yang Qing, and then look at the boy who followed him. The more he looked, the more he felt, the more he felt. He was obviously all children, look at others, be more obedient!

"Come on, come here for your father."

He bowed to Yang Qing, and Yang Ming didn't say much. Although Yang Qing's temper was not disciplined, he heard that his wife could hear the callus and there was no way!

Children, beating is neither scolding nor indulging, so they can only indulge.

It’s also a blessing for Yang Qing, his elder brother, otherwise, there would be no one in the Yang family to hold on.

After trotting all the way, Yang Qing sat down next to her father, and most of the children found their parents. After stopping, Yang Qing's mother also came over.

I'm going to worship heaven and earth!

Yang Lun helped the bride walk slowly, and the head of the house was his parents and the Duke of Zhenguo.

"Worship the heaven and earth!"

...

It seems in the small courtyard that is isolated from the world. Yang Qing has returned since his elder brother finished worshiping the world.

At this moment, he fell into deep thought and thought of a possibility.
Chapter completed!