After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

She angrily ate half a bowl of noodles.

The carriage drove slowly to the Nan family's mansion.

Nan Baoyi supported Xiao Yi, and stepped off the carriage reservedly.

Two majestic stone lions guard the gate of the mansion. The gate with red lacquer and copper nails is magnificent and luxurious. The black plaque with the word "Nanfu" written on it is particularly simple and elegant, and there are also large red silk flowers hanging on it.

The two stepped into the mansion side by side.

The garden is exquisite and beautifully built everywhere, even more grand and spacious than the mansion in Jinguan City.

The layout of the courtyard is based on the old houses, Songhe Courtyard, Chaowen Courtyard, Jinyi Pavilion and other buildings are all there. The maids and servants are doing their own things, and there are lights and festoons everywhere, and there is a lot of laughter.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but smile.

Stepping into the main hall of Songhe Courtyard, the family sat happily in the hall, talking about interesting stories and anecdotes about Shengjing City.

"grandmother!"

Nan Baoyi called out briskly, and threw himself into the arms of the old man.

The old lady smiled until her wrinkles stretched out.

She gently picked up a piece of peeled golden tangerine and stuffed it into Nan Baoyi's small mouth, "This is our new home, cute and cute? Your little cousin is like a wild horse, seeing how spacious the new home is, So I ran away in the garden without a trace! It made your second aunt very angry!"

Cantaloupe is sweet.

Nan Baoyi rubbed the old man affectionately, "As long as she is with grandma, Jiaojiao likes any kind of house she lives in!"

Please rest, she and Xiao Yi are seated separately.

She felt that tangerines were very sweet, so she peeled one with her own hands, broke open the orange petals, and handed it to Xiao Yi to taste.

"Second brother, do you think it's sweet?"

"Well, not as sweet as Jiaojiaotian."

Nan Guang sat opposite.

He looked at his daughter's little actions, and was very unhappy in his heart.

Today Cheng Yerou was bedridden with a cold, so no one cared about him.

He coughed, and said neither yin nor yang: "My daughter is going to marry, and I don't care about my father!"

He's an out-and-out topic stopper.

Whenever he opens his mouth, it must be "thousands of mountains and birds fly away, ten thousand paths of people disappear", and the atmosphere instantly falls into a strange silence.

Nan Baoyi sat upright, stroking the hem of her skirt with lowered eyes.

She can't answer these words.

Xiao Yi played with the tangerines and smiled: "Do you want to taste one too? Why don't I peel it myself and give it to your mouth?"

"That's not necessary..." Nan Guang tugged on the fox fur, and put on the airs of the old man seriously, "You are the son of Prince Jing, the governor of Zhenxi, and your status is very prominent. As the saying goes, one person If you are a chicken and a dog, you should also seek some benefits for our mansion."

The people in the hall looked different.

Can one person achieve Taoism and ascend to heaven, can it be used in this kind of place?

I have never seen someone who compares himself to a "chicken and dog" so graciously.

"What is Uncle San trying to say?"

"Hey, I just want to ask, can you help me arrange an official position in the court? It's best to be idle, and you can walk the bird and listen to the music every day. But what about it,

You can't be too idle, you have to be busy while you're busy, and you can't lose your prestige while you're busy, and the prestige is domineering, the kind that ordinary people will take the initiative to kneel down and bribe me when they see me..."

Nan Guang imagined himself wearing an official robe, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.

The people in the hall were very speechless.

As long as he is like this, he is still an official?

Han Chuang studied hard for ten years but failed to become an official. He still wants to be an official...

Before Xiao Yi could speak, the old lady tapped the ground with her crutches, and reprimanded: "Without Ye Rou, you have become more and more unruly! You are still an official, just like you, and you don't even look at yourself in the mirror. You wear an official hat on someone's head It's an official hat, wear it on your head, you don't have to be ashamed of other people's official hats!"

Nan Guang plausibly said: "Mother, it is wrong for you to hit me like this."

"How is it wrong?"

"As a mother, you should encourage your children, cheer for their dreams, and be proud of their aspirations. Mother, I have been full of strength since I set foot on the land of Shengjing. I feel that I am about to ride a horse on my official career Pentium, ride the dust!"

The old lady has an old face, mixed with blue and red.

With so many juniors in the hall, the youngest talking nonsense like this is going to embarrass her!

She picked up her crutches and beat Nan Guang with a dark face, "Stop!"

"Mother! You have to learn from Mother Meng. She has moved her address three times for the sake of her child's future!"

"Yue Fei's mother still has tattoos, why don't I tattoo you with 'Serving the country with loyalty'?"

Nan Baoyi watched his grandmother beat his father.

The pale pink lips couldn't help but curl up.

Noisy, this is a family.

She smiled, and suddenly noticed that the second aunt was holding her forehead, seeming very troubled.

She whispered: "Second aunt?"

Jiang returned to his senses with a weak smile, "It's nothing. I'm just worried about your sister and your fourth brother's marriage."

Nan Baoyi remained silent.

Zhuzhu is fifteen years old this year, and the marriage has not been settled, and the second aunt is really worried.

The young man is still so young, when will he be able to express his thoughts?

Thinking of this, she also began to feel anxious.

Jiang said again: "Your fourth brother came to me in the morning and said that he wanted to obtain fame and propose marriage to the Liu family. I don't know what kind of character that Miss Liu Zhenxin Liu is. Your fourth brother is so obsessed with marrying her. Like."

Nan Baoyi secretly thought, it's not.

The fourth brother is stupid in reading, and he is tempted by Liu Zhenxin's kiss, and he doesn't even care about his character.

She looked around, but she didn't see Nan Chengshu.

She was curious: "Second aunt, where is the fourth brother?"

"After walking around the new house, I went to Liu Daru's house to attend a class, saying that I would come back at night."

Nan Baoyi was thoughtful.

Liu Daru doesn't give lectures every day, so counting the time, today is a rest day.

She had more calculations in her mind.

She got up and left.

Go through the garden and take the path to the back door of the mansion.

Stepping out of the threshold, he was thinking whether to send someone to look for Nan Chengshu, but saw a familiar figure in the alley.

Nan Chengshu was wearing a light blue gown embroidered with bamboo leaves, with a fair and delicate profile.

He squatted on the ground, with an open medicine box beside him, and was bandaging a big yellow dog's left leg.

He rubbed the big yellow dog's head soothingly, and coaxed softly: "Good dog, good dog, you are so good, I will buy you chicken legs to eat!"

Nan Baoyi was speechless.

She waved at Shutong Yuanbao.

Yuan Bao hurried over, and said foolishly, "Fifth Miss?"

"What's wrong with my fourth brother?"

"Oh, the young master originally planned to go to Liu Daru's house and talk to Miss Liu, but when he walked to the end of the alley, he saw a carriage hit the big yellow dog. The carriage ran away, and the young master saw that the big yellow dog's left leg was injured, so he deliberately Bring the medicine box and bandage the yellow dog."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

The fourth brother is pure and kind, and he is also very good to small animals on weekdays.

While talking, there was a "squeak", and the back door opposite the alley was quietly pushed open.

The girl who stepped out of the threshold wore a sky-blue skirt, combed her hair in a delicate bun, her forehead was smooth and white, and her demeanor was very refined and elegant.

Her eyebrows and eyes were like water, and she whispered eagerly: "Rhubarb, rhubarb? Where did you steal it again?"

The big yellow dog limped towards the girl, wagged its tail and bit her skirt, pulling her towards Nan Chengshu.

Nan Chengshu stood up, his eyes met.

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