Chapter 70 Lifting the ban?[ In the last few hours, collect and smash it]

I'm so hard that I didn't save the manuscript, and I went to do things all day. I'm sorry for the late update!

The fish belly in the sky turned white, and Luofu Qinchun Garden made a sharp scream, followed by another roar and scolding. In the chaotic sound, the morning ushered in.

On the side of Qinchun Garden, in a small building built on the pool, a man lifted the quilt, scolded her a few times, and then hugged his concubine and had a big dream of spring and autumn. He didn't care about the younger brother who was beaten into a useless person.

Luo Guanchuan's face was silent, and he was several years old in just a few days. Every time his beloved son howled, how could he not be distressed or resentful?

But the emperor deliberately favored Qin Hu, and his incomparable capital could only gritt his teeth and swallow into his stomach. After the emperor made a decision, no one came to visit the eunuchs. How can they rely on their feelings?

"Second young master, what's the matter today? Didn't you change the medicine yesterday?"

A maidservant's clothes were printed with boots. Hearing Luo Guanchuan's question, she said in horror, "I don't know. I only know that the second young master turned over in the morning and may have got a wound, so he got angry."

"Bun bastard, didn't I ask you to look at him? How can I make him turn over?"

Being drunk by Luo Guanchuan, the maid knelt on the ground, trembling and dared not distinguish anything.

Luo Guanchuan spewed a stream of hot air in his nose. As soon as he closed his eyes, he said, "Get up! Go back and take good care of the second young master. If I still hear his screams, I will let you scream with him.

The maid knelt on the ground was full of excitement. After getting up from the ground, she slowly retreated.

Looking at the direction of Qinchun Garden, the maidservant sighed sadly, and thought of what Luo Guanchuan said in her mind and quickly restrained her mind.

Sitting alone for a long time, a notice came from the housekeeper outside the door, "Sir, Mr. Yan, please see you."

Luo Guanchuan waved his hand impatiently and scolded, "No, no! Which Mr. Yan wants to come to see my son's jokes?"

There have been no visitors for a few days. Luo Guanchuan naturally thought that the people who came at this moment must have come to see his Luo Guanchuan's jokes.

The housekeeper responded and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Luo Guanchuan.

"What Mr. Yan?"

"The son of Prime Minister Yan, the son of Yan Qing."

Luo Guanchuan's eyebrows were like knives, his heart was fixed, and his face changed. He asked, "Did he explain his intention?"

"Mr. Yan didn't explain his intention, but I smelled the smell of medicine in his hand. He must have come to see the second young master."

Luo Guanchuan nodded, closed his eyes and thought, "Please let him in!"

The housekeeper was ordered to leave, but Luo Guanchuan asked himself, "Is Suer familiar with him? Or is it Yan Xiang's help in the snow?"

After a while, Yan Qingzhi was led into the hall and said to Luo Guanchuan, who got up to greet him, "Uncle Luo."

Luo Guanchuan clenched his hands and shook his head and said, "Don't break me!"

"Uncle Luo is an official in the same dynasty as my father. It's not too much to call him uncle. Uncle Luo naturally takes responsibility."

Luo Guanchuan, who was given a big face, was not pretentious. He followed the pole and said, "Then you're welcome."

"My nephew came here this time..."

It's convenient to talk to smart people. Luo Guanchuan's words were slightly, and Yan Qingzhi knew the meaning and replied, "It's not the meaning of my father, it's just a celebration. Luo Di and I are good friends. My friends are in pain. How can I not come? It's just that I've been entangled in official business these days and can't get out of it until this moment. What a shame!"

Luo Guanchuan was relieved, and his eyes were slightly watery. He blamed himself: "It's not your uncle who eats the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, but he hasn't even visited him these days. When your nephew suddenly comes, your uncle will definitely have some thoughts, but at this moment my cold heart is also warmed!"

A warm smile hung on Yan Qingzhi's face and said, "Uncle, don't worry about it. This is human nature. Of course, Qingzhi will not have any other thoughts."

A modest gentleman, humble as a valley!

"But Luo Di's former friends have never been here?" Yan Qingzhi asked in disbelief. Luo Guanchuan shook his head and didn't want to mention more.

Yan Qing smiled and got up and said, "Uncle Luo, I want to see Luo Di."

Luo Guanchuan nodded and summoned the maidservant to show her the way to Yan Qingzhi. Yan Qingzhi thanked her and went out.

The main hall was empty. Luo Guanchuan did not get up, but supported his cheeks with one hand and meditated alone.

The maid entered the garden, knocked on the door, and heard a shout: "Get out!"

Yan Qingzhi patted the maidservant on the back and motioned him to come. The maid smiled gratefully and retreated to her position.

" Russell, it's me."

The room was quiet, and Yan Qingzhi pushed the door and entered.

Looking at the back of the door, the maid thought, "Why is this man so gentle?"

Russell lay in **, his hands wrapped in white gauze, and the strong smell of medicine made Yan Qingzhi's nose wrinkle slightly, but in a blink of an eye, he changed to a gentle smile and asked softly, "Is Russell better?"

"Good? How can it be good?"

Russell replied decadently and closed his eyes helplessly. He didn't want Yan Qingzhi to stay.

Yan Qingzhi did not leave because of Russell's attitude, but carried the stool and sat at the head of the bed.

"The injury is stable and there is no big problem. You can rest at ease."

Gently patted Russell on the shoulder, and Yan Qingzhi was ready to leave, but Russell opened his eyes and looked at Yan Qingzhi puzzledly and asked, "Why?"

Ruxu's smile still hung on Yan Qingzhi's face, warming people's hearts, "Nothing, aren't we good friends?"

The two words hit the heart, and Russell's dying heart is like rain and dew!

"Wow... Wow..."

Tears were surging, like opening the flood peak, crying silently, and gradually howling, uncontrollable!

Russell's shaking shoulders, Yan Qingzhi did not stop him, nor was he afraid of Russell's wound rupture!

The more something is pressed, the more uncomfortable it is! Yan Qingzhi knows that's why he is so calm.

When the crying lasted for a long time, Russell stopped crying. Her eyes were full of tears, but she felt less decadent.

"Welcome back."

There is no comfort, just four words, but it is enough!

Russell nodded fiercely, unconsciously lowered his identity and said, "Brother Yan, wait for me."

"Recuperate."

Russell nodded and showed a reassuring look at Yan Qingzhi. Yan Qingzhi smiled silently and quietly left the room.

Close the door and isolate the door. Yan Qingzhi rubbed his nose hard and left the house without staying.

Qin Mansion, Qi Pingyuan.

Qin Shubao put on his head with a deerskin mask and deer leather gloves in his hand. The tired Hai Dongqing was held in his hand, holding the rabbit skin raised by grass and whistled in his mouth. After blowing the whistle to attract Hai Dongqing's attention, he took meat from the eyes of the rabbit skin and fed it.

At first, Hai Dongqing ignored it. After a hundred times, Hai Dongqing couldn't stand hunger, opened his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.

Seeing Haidongqing open food, Qin Shubao was relieved for a while. He thought it would take another day to eat, but he didn't expect to open food now. The sense of satisfaction filled Qin Shubao's heart.

Duan Yan said coquettishly in the eyes of the panda, "This is all my credit."

Hai Dongqing, who was on Qin Shubao's arm, saw Duan Yan as if facing a big enemy. The bird feathers tightened, and his posture was low, making an attack.

Duan Yan stared, and his arm Shanghai Dongqing mourned, like a frightened bird, approaching Qin Shubao.

Scared Hai Dongqing, Duan Yan said to Qin Shubao like a treasure, "He is awesome! You should know how good they are to you!"

Qin Shubao rolled his eyes. Who knew how Duan Yan abused it yesterday.

Unattentionally, Duan Yan silently moved his mouth and said, "I'm going to bed. Don't call me."

Qin Shubao ignored it, but just turned his head and said softly to Mo Xiang, who yawned: "Go to bed! I don't need you to help me cook the eagle today."

Mo Xiang nodded, but said firmly, "I will get up in the afternoon."

It's useless to talk too much.

For three days in a row, the eagle was fed to the eagle, and several people in Qipingyuan were lost. They yawned and often overturned and smashed things.

Hai Dongqing, who was named 'Aotian', became closer and closer to Qin Shubao, and the arrogance on his body slowly recovered, but only outsiders looked flattering Qin Shubao.

Qin Erniu walked into Qi Pingyuan and was hit by Mo Xiang before he walked a few steps. Qin Erniu sighed and quickly walked into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, a fishy smell rushed straight to Qin Erniu's nasal cavity. Qin Shubao saw Qin Erniu coming and walked over with Hai Dongqing. He asked with a smile, "Uncle Niu, has Grandpa lifted my ban?"

"No, but it's almost the same."

When Qin Shubao heard this, he looked happy and asked with a smile, "What did grandpa say?"

"Master, let the young master go to Daming Temple and take Zhao Meng, who helped you raise things, by the way. This flat-haired beast will be given to him for training."

Called by Qin Erniu as a flat-haired beast, the wings of 'Aotian' were closed, and a long cry seemed to be warning.

Qin Erniu grinned and scolded: "Beast."

Qin Shubao looked proud and said with a smile, "It happens that Aotian will also take him out to fight and 'slap his face'. Since Grandpa asked me to go, I will treat him as an eagle training."