Chapter 1553： 858 Trafficking (1/2)
Only one person in southern Xinjiang can be called a marshal, that is, the original Yiyu's Anyihou Guanyubai!
Qu Yueyue didn't know this, but many of the boys and girls present were all children of the door, most of them knew.
In the new year, as the army stationed in Xiye returned to the majority, the son Xiao Yi also changed the military system while discussing the rewards. Now the southern Xinjiang army uses the southern Xinjiang military system, which no longer belongs to Dayu. .
Guan Yubai officially served as Marshal and Marshal with power in the palm of his hand, and now he can be said to be a hot hand in the South!
After the Xiye battle, the Southern Army was convinced by the Marshal.
The boy in the blue robe who shouted ”Marshal” just stepped forward the first step, and the other boys and girls followed, and some of the girls spoke eloquently about those in the official language. in.
She used to know that “the cunning rabbit is dead, and the running dog cooks”, but she did not expect that Xi Ye had already been laid down, but Xiao Yi even gave the soldier's armament to Guan Yubai. Guan Yubai ’s status in South Xinjiang was much higher than she knew Much more!
The crowd went in the direction of Guanyubai, and Qu Yueyue had to follow the trend, but the steps under her feet hesitated a little, and her original glowing face was now stiff.
During this time, Qu Yueyue had a good time in southern Xinjiang. Although southern Xinjiang was not more prosperous than the king, it was better than the place where the yellow sand is full of sky and the birds do not shit. Your skin is smoother.
And because of her father's relationship with Pingyanghou, the southern Xinjiang provinces treated her with courtesy, and she was willing to make friends with everyone, so today I asked some girls and sons to go out and play, but I did n’t expect to encounter the official language. White.
When in the capital, Qu Yueyue could not look at Guan Yubai. Even if Guan Yubai had cleaned up the wrongs for the government, he was just the son of a helpless criminal, and he was out. Ming was frail and sick, and the Qu Yueyue scenery was flourishing at the time. He hadn't seen Guanyubai squarely at all. He didn't even recognize him at first glance ...
It turns out that Guanyubai looks like this!
Fengshenjunlang, Ruyaswen, Wenrunruyu, like a fairy tale ... all said that Gongjun Wang Han Lingfu is a gentle and elegant boy, but compared with Guanyubai, it is far from it!
If you can be with him ...
Qu Yueyue first became enthusiastic, but then a little nervous, did Guan Yubai recognize herself? !! Will he reveal his identity?
But it was an instant. Qu Yueyue was already full of thoughts. The steps under her feet went slower, and a heart hung in the air, uneasy.
”Have met the Marshal!”
The first man in the blue robe to salute Guanyu Baibaoquan first. He is a hundred generals in the Southern Xinjiang Army. He had played for Guanyu Baiyu during the battle with Xi Ye before. He naturally recognized this. The new Grand Marshal, who rarely communicates with provinces in southern Xinjiang.
”Ren Baijiang.” Guan Yubai said the identity of the other party, making the young Ren Gongzi somewhat flattered.
After he responded, he looked hesitantly at the little horse and tempted, ”This ... but Shisun?”
A word was heard in the hearts of everyone, and they were just guessing who this two- or three-year-old boy seemed to be, but most of them didn't think of Shisun. After all, apart from Guan Yubai, Xiao Yu Xiao, and Xiao Si San, there were obviously no one else.
Shisun is the heir to the next generation of the palace. Would the grandson and concubine give the grandson so easily to others? !!
Many people look at each other face to face, but thinking about the style of doing things for Shizi has always been unexpected, and I think it is impossible.
Immediately afterwards, the sons and daughters saluted Guan Yubai and Xiao Xiao Yu one after another:
”I've met Marshal, Shisun.”
Xiao Yu, who was sitting across the pony, raised his hand like a decent figure, and said loudly, ”No courtesy.”
This child is the son of Nangong Yu and Xiao Yi? !! Qu Yueyue had just glanced at her, but couldn't help but look again.
The child was obviously very well-produced, white and sturdy, a pair of peach eyes resembling Xiao Yi's gods were shining like black grapes, and his round face was like a glutinous rice dumpling.
Qu Yueyue's heart was a gust of wind again, mixed with sourness, jealousy, unwillingness ...
She lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look again.
Most of the boys and girls who came out today were unfamiliar with Guan Yubai. Naturally, they did not dare to speak and invite them to go together. After the ceremony, the young man volunteered to leave, and everyone said with a smile and left. Enjoy the scenery.
The spring breeze slowly, the warm wind smoked tourists drunk.
In the crowd, many girls couldn't help looking back, and the water in the eyes was dim.
The girls Huaichun, most of them thought of going in one direction.
Guan Yubai is not married yet!
They all say that they are a little older and know how to hurt people ...
Some girls' faces were flushed with a glow like a sunset glow, delicate and dazzling.
Naturally, Qu Yueyue noticed, disdain in her heart, a deep bottom of her eyes, as if the bottom of a deep Youtan: she still has a chance!
The group gradually walked away, talking and smiling Yan Yan, and Guan Yubai had long taken Xiao Xiaoyu to the other direction, playing casually and stopping casually, and came to a village near him without knowing it. In the back, they followed a few ”sneaky” figures.
Of course, the fourth child also noticed that if this is a suspicious chicken thief, he has already dealt with these people, but it is just a few children in the nearby villages.
A few children were staring at Xiao Yu, a little horse, pointing, and even more troublesome, they went to notify their little friends, called more children, and a dozen and a half children were curious. Onlookers Xiao Yu.
The children are born to check and observe, and found that the three nobles did not mean to expel them, and the good-looking son and little son seemed extremely kind, and they got closer and closer together curiously. Later, even a four-year-old, The boy with a snot was daring to talk: ”brother, is this a pony?”
Horses are extremely precious in the folk. For these ordinary farmers, it is quite comfortable to have cows or donkeys in their homes. The children of these farmers can occasionally see passersby riding by the roadside, but this The pony was never seen before.
”This must be the sister-in-law, isn't it?” Another five- or six-year-old girl couldn't help but say.
Xiaoyu Yu frowned, pointing at himself solemnly: ”I, brother!” Obviously, he was taller than them, of course, brother!
Little Four's eyes narrowed, and he was a little speechless about the obsession of Xiao's father and son.
”Brother.” The boy screamed stupidly.
The little guy used to want to touch the purse to give someone a gift, but he came out to play today, and he did n’t bring a purse at all. He thought about it and put one arm on it, indicating that the father held him up, and then ”high up” Said to the younger brother, ”Brother riding.”
The little guy gave up his pony generously.
”It's a horse! It's a pony!”
The next few children talked babblely, their eyes glowed with excitement.
The short-handed boy was still young, and of course he couldn't climb right away. In the end, the little four gave him a hand and hugged him.
The other boys could ride horses when they saw the ”Big Brother” call, and they all lined up to call Big Brother.
Xiao Xiaoyu has always been generous and readily loaned the pony to them for riding.
After a while, Xiao Xiaoyu played extremely warmly with these children, and he was hospitably invited to go to lunch with Guan Yubai ... when they left, the children sent them far behind, and Warmly invite ”brother” to come and play again.
The fourth child finally knows what it means to ”have a father and a son.”
The trio went away.
After returning to Bixiaotang, Xiao Xiaoyu hurriedly displayed to his mother again. When he was bathing in a wooden barrel, his mouth never stopped. He talked about where he went and what he saw; when he talked about his ”little brother ”Speaking of the giggle chicken and yak in the village; talking about the roasted sweet potatoes baked in the straw ash at noon, it is sweet and sweet ...
The little guy's vocabulary is limited, he can stumble, and from time to time he draws his hands. Nangong is basically half guessing, and asks him from time to time: ”Is it fun?”