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Chapter 441

"I heard from my second brother that Langer's family has been trading gem raw materials in the north for many years. He asked the one who brought me some makeup, which was probably the best stock in the warehouse."

Qin Yaorao fooled her around and talked to Princess Danyang again about Concubine Shu and her son.

Thinking of Concubine Shu and his son shooting themselves in the foot, the two of them talked and laughed.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the general's mansion, the King of Han got off the horse first and waited next to the carriage to support him.

Qin Yaorao lifted the curtain of the car, looking a little proud: "How does the cold wind feel like? Will the prince dare to talk nonsense in the future?"

"I am thick-skinned and not afraid of the wind!"

Seeing Qin Yaorao glaring at her, the King of Han was afraid that she would be angry, and he felt aggrieved in his gentle voice: "I am wrong, I dare not talk nonsense in the future. I will follow the princess."

Princess Danyang is sour!

At the risk of offending her uncle, he urged: "Can Danyang get off the carriage?"

Qin Yaorao was busy with the business of Wanfu Building and had not come to the general's mansion for a while. When she learned that she had returned, Qin Song and Alang came out to pick her up.

"Sister hasn't returned to the general's mansion for a long time!"

"Can you go to the Han Palace to find Sister?"

"Langer and I went to Wanfulou to help with Uncle Mo Ran. Are we still busy at Wanfulou these days?"

"Song'er has learned a new song. It was a music score written by his second brother to Mo Ran before leaving Beijing. It was about a woman named Zhu Yingtai who disguised herself as a man and went to the academy to study. She fell in love with his classmate Liang Shanbo, and then a Ma Wen broke out and robbed her bride..."

As Qin Song spoke, he hugged the Qin and played it on his legs.

The sad music echoed in Rose Garden. Suddenly the door of the warm pavilion was knocked open from outside. The old general Qin rushed over and patted Qin Song on the shoulder.

"I told you to play this, I always played this, and I was so sad that I was upset when I heard it, and I always remembered your deceased grandmother."

Old General Qin said angrily: "Your sister has been paying money for you recently. I have a rare return to Wanfulou, and I will play some joy and give you bullets and teach you that song."

Qin Song was really scared by his old man. He shook his body a few times and stabbed it, and without rest, he pulled out a clanging sound, like thousands of troops galloping by.

Seeing the old general squinted his eyes slightly, Qin Yaorao twitched a few times.

Is the grandfather thinking that the knives and guns collided with each other and the horses galloped on the battlefield?

The King of Han sat in the corner of the warm pavilion of Qiangweiyuan, tasting the jasmine tea brewed by Aunt Yu, looking at Alang and Qin Song surrounded by Qin Yaorao, not knowing what they were thinking.

The old general Qin sat down beside him, and the King of Han suddenly spoke: "Grandpa, should we send Song'er and Lang'er to the military camp for some hard work?"

"You've talked about my heart!"

The old general Qin slapped his thigh: "A good man wants to protect his family and country. Playing these despicable sounds all day long is so nimble. You reminded me that it is time to send them to the military camp for a while. I turned around and threw the two little bastards to the military camp."

The successful King of Han looked at his two clingy brother-in-laws, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he told the old general Qin that the emperor had promised to find a reason to restore his position in Qin Xiao Shenji Camp after the New Year.

One is an old man and the other is a scheming person, and he is very dedicated to his conversation.

Alang and Qin Song didn't know at all that they were sold by their brother-in-law whom they admired the most.
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