[Plane] History of the struggle of the lords

Zhong Xianhou's old mother, Wei Shi, is going to celebrate her [-]th birthday.

This is a major event that has to be taken seriously in the upper circles of Dali Dynasty.

Webster is very low-key, and never forgets her heart because of her son's prosperity. She knows how much she has. Compared with the head mother of ordinary people, she is undoubtedly simpler. Fortunately, her class no longer has to be casual Fight wits with the people below.Now that she knows that she is not a smart person, Webster honestly and carefully lives according to the foolish way she planned. She eats well and dresses warmly, and her life goes smoothly, so she also reminds herself to be humble at all times, act carefully, and not Bring disaster on your own son.

So even though there are tens of thousands of collateral relatives of the Wen family and the Wei family, and there are countless people who want to leave her relationship and cling to the Hou's mansion and the business firm, no one has ever benefited from her so-called weak defense.

Usually, there are too few opportunities to make good friends. Naturally, no one will miss the old lady's birthday party, which is one of the few banquets in the Hou Mansion. Therefore, three days before the old lady's birthday banquet, Liandong, the old housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, began to have a dark day. busy.

The birthday gifts were carried into the gate by loads of loads and put into the warehouse. Calligraphy, paintings, antiques, silks, jewelry, and even some rare medicinal materials are like picking Chinese cabbage here. Let's take care of it together, and the daily gifts are enough for people to clean up for a long time.

Webster has no other requirements. She is old and has lost her beauty. Different from her middle-aged pursuit of beauty, what she hopes most now is to have a family reunion in the house.

She was sitting in the other courtyard of the Hou Mansion in Dadu, slowly drinking the milk tea that Wen Le had specially prepared for her. The summer sun was scorching, but she could not feel the slightest heat in this secluded courtyard.Liandong came in with a line of servants carefully carrying trays, looked at the old lady's expression and said cautiously: "Old lady, someone from the palace sent a high-quality palace forge, and the young one specially brought it for you to have a look at. Take a look at the color of the flower, do you still like it?" Because Wen Le hasn't returned home for a long time, the old lady has been a little depressed these days, as the housekeeper, Liandong naturally shoulders the important task of regulating the mood of the master, and it just so happens that the palace sent this kind of rare flower in a century. When he saw something good, he hurriedly showed it to Webster.

The old lady was taken aback, and raised her upper body to look at those trays: "Sent from the palace? Is...Which noble person is it?"

Liandong smiled very complacently, "It was said that the order was given by the Holy Majesty himself! Man Dali turned over and shook his head, only the old lady has this face!"

The old lady laughed: "If there is no Le'er and Run'er, how can I have the face of an old lady. Gong Duan, please accept it. Does the person at the dock have any letters?"

Liandong took a step back indiscriminately, "The nearest Yangzhou pier is still some distance away from the capital. Even if Hou Ye has arrived, it will take a few days for the news to come back."

The hope on the old lady's face gradually faded, she sighed softly, and wanted to lie down on her imperial concubine's couch in sorrow, but suddenly heard a commotion at the gate of the courtyard, and the two servants under Liandong's subordinates were facing each other at the door. After the maid said something, the faces of the two maids quickly lit up, and they all turned around and rushed in with joy, kneeling down and bowing: "Old lady! Master Hou and Lord Wen are back home!"

Liandong was overjoyed, and just about to turn around and say a few auspicious words, the melancholy and slow old lady had long since disappeared.

When Wen Le returned home, he received a very grand welcome. His old lady got the news so quickly. He hadn't entered the door for a few minutes before seeing someone rushing out from the depths of the house dragging a pair of cloth shoes with joy.As the old lady got older, her temper became like a child's. After hugging Wen Le in her arms, she burst into tears and beat him on the back: "Unfilial son! You still know how to come back!"

Wen Le coughed twice after being punched by her, waving his hands and screaming for help, "Mother! Mother! I was strangled to death by you!"

The old lady wiped away tears angrily: "It's better to strangle you to death! Save the old woman from worrying about me, what's the use of having a son!"

Wen Run quickly stepped forward to help and comfort: "Mother, why bother to say that, son and Le'er are going to sea this time to find a birthday gift for you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her to say anything else, she clapped her hands back, and four beautiful maidservants stepped forward, each holding a large cube covered with a red cloth.

The old lady didn't quite understand at first glance, but when the red cloth was lifted, she let out a surprised "Yo"——

——In four small cages made of gold wire, there are four naive little animals, a kitten curled up into a ball of fine white like a cloud. , the facial features on the face seemed to have been flattened by a punch, and they were sunken into a flattened arc on the side, making the face especially big, the eyes especially round, ugly and cute.

The other is also a kitten, with silver-gray fluff that is soft and touchable at first glance. It is as fat as a ball. When it was locked in the cage, it was still hugging and licking a piece of white meat.

The third is a macaque the size of two fists, with blond hair all over its body, and its expression is not afraid. Eye.

In the last cage, the pink puppy has not yet fully grown its animal hair, lying on its back and sleeping soundly, and the slight purr can be heard when its belly rises and falls.

The astonishment that Webster had just uttered was immediately swallowed back into her stomach. She turned her head and stared at her two sons in surprise, and then glanced at the four cages again. The smile on her face could not be concealed no matter what. .

What woman doesn't love these soft and cute little things?Even loving grandchildren is the same principle. Aren’t children also so innocent, lively, lovely and flawless when they are young?

She softly ordered people to put the four treasures back in her yard, and specifically asked her eldest maid to find someone to take care of them, and then she punched each of her two sons angrily: "You still have a conscience!"

Wen Le looked at his elder brother dumbfounded. Women are really strange creatures that can't be explained clearly. Even in his whole life, Wen Le couldn't figure out what was going on in his mother's heart.

They are also approaching their forties, and the relationship of more than ten years has become a long-lasting treasure after the baptism of time. Every year going to sea is like a short but sweet date for them.

Holding hands, the two returned to their exclusive courtyard after Webster went to wash up.

Naturally, their bedrooms are not together, but two adjacent rooms, which are separated by a wall from the outside.The two waved away the entourage and maids, and entered their own rooms respectively. After locking the door, Wen Run picked up a Shang Dynasty jade bottle on the shelf of Bo Gutong, pressed the button on the bottom shelf of the jade bottle, and then walked to the wardrobe Pulling it cleverly, the wardrobe slid to the right in an instant, as smoothly as if there were a track that had been placed long ago, and a secret door at the back of the wardrobe was exposed along the way.

Inside the secret door is a not-so-small room, which was built using the difference in area between the two rooms outside. It is impossible to guess such a place from the outside.The room has no windows, but it is not blocked, obviously there is another ventilation device.When Wen Run was closing the door to restore the wardrobe in his house, Wen Le also came in.

There is a self-illuminating light on the top of the room, the switch is on the wall, and when it is turned on, the room is full of transparency. The two brothers hug each other uncontrollably. Perhaps it is this kind of pleasure of stealing and loving all the time that makes them Feelings that haven't changed in ten years.

Wen Run bit Wen Le's ear and giggled: "I see you like that flat-faced cat, and someone has already left a cub and sent it to Lin'an."

Wen Le's ears warmed up, and she struggled quickly: "Don't be fooling around, my mother's birthday party will start tomorrow, if you leave traces to make people suspect, I will make you look good!"

"It will be Qiqiao in three days, and my mother's birthday is well timed." Wen Run kissed the side of his face, let go of the earlobe in his mouth, and his eyes were deep, "Qiqiao, Dadu, you haven't spent time with me yet." But, there is going to be a lantern show and river lanterns here, so why don't you come with me?"

Wen Le pushed his face away a little embarrassedly, and after thinking about it for a while, she realized what begging for Qiao meant, and she blushed a little: "It's the girl's house festival, what do we care about?"

Wen Run loves to see his inappropriate attitude, and when he hears this, he curls his lips and smiles, and runs his hand down Wen Le's chest to touch the lace of his obscene pants: "How about once?"

Wen Le was taken aback, and hurriedly refused, "No, no! I have to get up early tomorrow, and I will stand outside to greet guests."

With a look of disappointment on his face, Wen Run unbuttoned his shirt, embraced his chest and stomach and kissed fiercely, then suddenly paused, and laughed sullenly: "...you're fat..."

Wen Le was taken aback, and looked down, isn't it, the little belly is coming out!It lay there limply and shapeless!

Wen Run vigorously grabbed the soft meat on his belly and rubbed it back and forth. Still not satisfied, he pushed the person up and down on the bed and licked it up and down. He wiped his mouth and praised: "It's good to be fat, you just want to be fat when you are older." You don't look old if you are fatter. Although you have flesh on your stomach, it is very soft and firm. I feel it more happily than rubbing my butt!"

Wen Le kicked him to the ground with a red face.

In the early morning of the fourth day of July, when everything was supposed to be silent, most of the Zhongxian Hou's Mansion was already busy up and down.

Wen Daoyong, who was dressed up early in the morning, was dressed in a neat and clean scholar's robe and stood obediently beside Wen Le. The father and son stood by the door of the Hou Mansion, with identical smiles on their faces. , I was silently lamenting again and again in my heart.

What the hell is here, and there are a lot of cheers behind them, running up to say hello with the second birthday present: "Ouch, Ouch! Lord Hou! But it's been a long time since I saw you. Are you still in good health?"

Wen Le squinted his eyes and smiled. Before he stepped forward, Wen Daoyong quietly reminded him, "Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Aramid."

"Lord Fang!" Wen Le immediately raised his voice and hugged, "Everything is fine! Is Master Fang okay?"

Mrs. Fang was overwhelmed by his hug, she didn't know where her courage was at first, she nodded blushingly, smiled shyly at Wen Daoyong, and rushed into the yard with her ass on fire .

Wen Daoyong: "..."

Wen Le leaned over: "Hey, what's the name of the fat guy who's coming over now, boy, hurry up and don't lose the chain!"

Wen Daoyong squinted at his father for a while, then sighed in frustration.