Chapter 320: Dedication, rest plan

Taiwan's 'stroke', and the palace never dared to say anything to the sage, and many of them saw the wind turning the rudder toward Chu Yunhan. Bai Guizhen and the new Jingui, in the hall, the first time every day, Yan Ruirui, who was on time every day, went there for a stop. No brain savage dared to plead with Xiao in front of him. The big prince who once had the most hope of winning lost all The advantage, everything seems to have returned to the starting line, the chances of several older emperors have become the same, and finally who can climb to the top, it is still unknown.
Recently, Beijing suddenly set off a shop called Ling's Brewing. The liquors sold are almost crazy. The wines of the 801 altar have to be ordered for at least ten days and a half to be purchased. The unlimited supply of sorghum wine. Because the price is cheap, it is quickly grabbing the alcohol market. Every day they have not opened the door, there are people who are waiting outside the door, waiting to buy their home. It’s not that no one is jealous of their family’s business. A few, but those people are all without exception. The next day disappeared without a trace. No one knows that they are born or dead. Everyone only knows that there are people behind Ling's brewing, and they can't move!
At this point, Ling's brewing is the foundation in Beijing. Ling Jingxuan believes that under the management of Zhang and Han Fei, they will soon be able to gain a foothold and quickly expand toward the surrounding towns. He can also let go completely.
After returning from the palace that day, Ling Jingxuan and Zhao Dalong studied what he wanted them to build. The people Yan Ruirui asked him not only all signed the death deed, but also all of them had a good hand. Zhao Dalong told them They know how to build those fine things, and the technology leaks. Everyone is responsible for playing different parts. The most important thing is that Zhao Dalong is responsible. Therefore, all the 20 sets of equipment are placed in Ling Jingxuan. In the face of almost half a month later, after nearly 20 days of treatment, the remaining poison of Yan Shangqing was removed, the symptoms of itching began to appear in the inner layer of the skin, and the surface also showed signs of more dryness and stiffness. The child could not stand every day. I always want to forcefully grab the body, but Ling Jingxuan said that this is because the new skin is growing, the surface skin is about to fall off, especially the one that washes the face one morning, and finds that his face has taken off a piece. Thumb-sized brown plaque, although the skin inside is red, even when the blood vessels on the face can be seen, Sikong Fen was crazy, but later threw himself into the care of the children's things, even things he and Yan Xiaohua are cast aside.
During this time, Ling Jingxuan did not let the people of the Thunder team idle. According to the memory of previous lives, Ling Jingxuan developed a physical training program that was almost impossible to complete, except that he stared at them on the first day and completed all the above with them. After the training, he lost the responsibility of supervision to Qin Muyan and Li Ruhong, although the content of the training is really strange to those who practice martial arts, and the amount is not what ordinary people can do, even if they have a kungfu basis. It was very difficult to do it, but everyone saw Ling Jingxuan on the first day and it was easy to complete. The group of people were all dissatisfied with the losers, and they tried hard to practice themselves, almost every day to complete the task.
"Where is this going?"
The Xiao family’s affairs finally came to an end today. Although the power of the Xiao family has not been uprooted, it has also been badly hurt. For the time being, it should not dare to sneak away. Yan Ruirui also had a rare early morning. When he came back, he just touched it. When he and Zhao Dalong took a group of people to carry a few large boxes and prepared to go to the backyard, Yan Ruirui caught up with them on tiptoe. Before holding Ling Jingxuan, he threw a decree to Zhao Dalong.
"The emperor sealed you as a six-product fine division, I will help you to reject it, and there are some rewards, which will be sent directly to the palace after a while, but the emperor hopes that when there is a problem, you can point to the blacksmiths who are pointing to create weapons. ""
"what?"
Zhao Dalong glanced, and then gratefully said: "No problem, thank you Rui Rui, do not hesitate to say, I am really not an official."
Six product officials, changed others, it is estimated that they have long been three feet high, the surname is unknown, but Zhao Dalong is a rare embarrassment, what to say, not afraid of their jokes, in addition to the iron craft The only thing he will do is to make jam and wine making, let him go to the office, it is to let him go to death, this self-knowledge he still has.
"Oh... Zhao Da Ge, you are too arrogant, and the official is not so terrible, but I personally feel that the official is not an idle master, and he is not able to afford to wear, why bother to sin with the intrigue?

Even if he became a king, returning to the palace, Ling Jingxuan’s thoughts have not changed. At the same time, in the palace, unless it is necessary, he is still a plain cotton, and the children are, now it is the end of October, the weather is cold, They all put on thin down, this year he plans to go down a lot of down jackets at the Baiyun Pavilion headquarters in Beijing. In the early stage, he specially helped the Thunder team to try two sets of down jackets similar to the modern camouflage version. The difference is that the clothes have no zipper. Changed to the buckle of the Tang suit, and today he is ready to bring it to them in the past.
"This is the reason, and I don't want to shut myself down in the door to teach others to play iron every day. I want to improve my craft and want to help you build more things you have never seen before. If one day you can see what I have created. The weapon is applied to the battlefield, adding a winning chip to Towers of Warriors, then I am satisfied."
Rarely, Zhao Dalong’s words are also more. Ling Jingxuan and Yan Ruirui have a look at it and smiled and said:
Is this wish not realized long ago? Isn’t the last victory of Rui Rui not the blessing of the steel knife? The court will slowly recover its vitality, and when the treasury is full, you will definitely refine the forged steel knives in the future. This is all your merits."
Honestly, without Zhao Dalong, he himself couldn't forge a steel. After all, he only knew the theory, and the practice was all done by Zhao Dalong.
"Hey?? It would be nice if it was so."
The sly smirk, Zhao Dalong is not a soldier, but a man, a man will be full of blood, he is no exception, he has a child without a martial arts, he can not go to the battlefield, but he can use his own skills to help the soldiers on the battlefield We, this is quite satisfying for him.
"It will definitely be."
Throwing him a certain look, Ling Jingxuan turned and looked at his man: "How come back so early today?"
"I miss you."
Well, the prince-in-law said a sweet talk, and Ling Jingxuan also nodded in a serious way: "Oh? Is it?"
"Oh... you can't touch it a little?"
Eyebrows, ignoring the existence of other people, Yan Yurui bent over and hugged him, heading his neck and drilling, the wife was very busy recently, he was not idle, although he slept together every night, it would Play the game of fairy play, but they have not been sweet for a long time, for this reason, Yan Ruirui's heart is not good, this is not, once caught, I began to rely on comfort.
"I look like I am not touched?"
Knowing that his man was ill again, Ling Jingxuan had no choice but to cooperate with him. To be honest, he also felt that after coming to the capital, they had not really relaxed for a long time.
"Where is it like? Jing Xuan, isn't it busy in the afternoon? Go with me to go outside the city?"
The troops will soon be opened to go to the Golden State Office. His busyness is imaginable. In order to catch up with the birthday of the princess last month, he has to go to the military camp every day to arrange dispatch. I don’t know why, he wants to be here today. Bring the daughter-in-law together.
"Well, I will be fine when I hand over things to Qin Muyan later."
Looking at him deeply, Ling Jingxuan nodded and agreed. They are not ordinary and sorrows. They don’t need to be tired all the time, but occasional companionship is indispensable. Otherwise, their busyness will lose meaning.
"Oh... children? Why didn't you see them today?" Yan Yurui was satisfied, and finally let him go after a kiss on his cheek.
"In the hustle and bustle, Shang Qing’s illness has already improved, that is, it is not itch every day, afraid that he will scratch the newborn skin. He and the children spend a lot of time with him every day, and talk to him to distract him. , such a small child, it is really not easy, the whole body skin is new, the kind of itching is not imaginable by the average person. It is estimated that adults can't help it, and the child has never caught it."
When it comes to this thing, Ling Jingxuan can't tell the distress. The four-year-old child is hard to bear during the day. In the unconscious state at night, it is the guardian of Sikong all night and night, and both father and son are arrogant. The master.
"Well, you didn't say it? When the skin on his surface naturally falls off, the itching will gradually stop, and he will return to the original white and tender look."
Knowing that he has always loved children, especially the children of their own family, Yan Ruirui could not help but tighten his hand. Ling Jingxuan turned his head and smiled: "Well, I just sigh and sigh, this is what Xiao Shangqing must experience. The process, after this pass, his illness is almost completely good, right, the birthday of Huang Auntie is in the next month? Is it far from the birthday of our bun?"
November is also the birthday of their little buns. When they are dazzled, they are six years old.
"It seems like a few days later than Xiaowen, what? You have arrangements?"
Yan Ruirui is not very concerned about the kind of life. He can't remember his birthday, and he can't remember the aunt's mother. He can remember the approximate days. In the past, there will be people who are important in life. Remind him, for example, his mother cloud is too embarrassing.
"Well, I asked Zhu Guanshi, you have a few Zhuangzi outside the city. When I want to celebrate the birthday of the little buns, let our family go to Zhuangzi for two days and come to Beijing for almost a month. We seem to I haven’t relaxed it all at once. The children have never gone out except for the day of the palace feast. They are still wandering around them. I’m afraid I want to go to the mountains to run.

What are they so busy for? Isn't it a hope that the family will be safe and happy? If they are buried all day long in conspiracy and fighting, what is the meaning of their lives? When relaxing, it is also appropriate to relax. Rest does not mean giving up, but to go further.
"You arrange it. When you call Jinghan, let's stay a few more days."
Yan Ruirui did not want to take his wife and children out to go? If he is not clear about the temper of his wife, will he make him so busy? "Well, let them talk to Xiaowen later, I think they will be very happy."
When I was in Lingjia Village, they used to go out to play. Later, they started the college and invited them to go out to play more children. This time it was almost a month in the palace, I am afraid they have been ruined. Children, just like cattle and sheep, still have to be stocked.