When the caravan went out, it was the height of summer and the hottest time.

Ye Jiao has a body for six months, although her belly is not big, but it is not small, and she walks a bit clumsily.

Qi Yun wanted her to have a good rest, but this time the caravan gathered not far from the Qi family, so he chose an empty place where the Qi family dried their own millet, which was surrounded by walls, and most of the people passing by were the tenants of the Qi family, and no one else could see anything.

If you go to the town, it is inevitable to alarm other people, it is always bad to show off.

Even if the imperial court turns a blind eye to it now, if other merchants know that the Qi family has formed a caravan, no matter it is jealousy or jealousy, it will always be a disaster, so they have chosen this place.

It was also close to the Qi family house, and it was only a cup of tea on foot. Qi Yun looked at Ye Jiao and was curious, so he took her with him.

When they came over, Tiezi whispered, "Young owner, as far as the shopkeeper of the restaurant is concerned, someone has contracted out his entire second floor, from where you can directly see the movement here."

The Qi family is a wealthy tenant near here, and the restaurant is run by the Qi family. If something happens, you have to come and let me know.

Qi Yun was supporting Ye Jiao, smelling the words, and looked over there.

Qi Yun recognized the carriage and knew it was the third Childe.

It was clear that he had invited him, but he did not come, but now he had to come and take a peek at it and did not know what was in the mind of these powerful people.

On his face, Qi Yun still looked light: "it doesn't matter. That man is my friend. It's okay to come and have a look."

Tiezi stopped talking and just followed Qi Yun.

After a while, saw the busy manager of Song Dynasty.

Today's caravans are mostly funded by merchants, selected by competent people, with enough goods and guarded by people who know kung fu.

Mules and horses to be used, guides along the way, and even joint management, large and small, all need less money.

This is the first time that Qi Yun's caravan has gone out. Usually this kind of caravan that goes out for the first time is particularly ambitious, often with dozens of horses and hundreds of people, but Qi Yun is very cautious. Coupled with the reminder of the shopkeeper Sun, there are no more than 30 people in full. Half of them are kung fu.

The rest, apart from those who can do business with a sharp mouth, are those who are knowledgeable and eloquent.

He also brought two painters with him to make maps.

These scholars alone occupied several cars.

The manager of Song was watching, and he was aching in his heart.

As he gets older, he becomes more economical, shrewd at best and stingy at worst.

The wine shop is getting bigger and bigger under the control of the manager of the Song Dynasty, and the manager of the Song Dynasty seems to be used to spending running money to earn more money, but this does not mean that the manager of the Song Dynasty has changed his temper.

Now looking at the caravan piled up of thousands of taels of silver, the caravan finally went out with only such a few things, which really made the manager of Song hold his breath.

There was something in his heart, and his face hung out. Qi Yun knew at a glance that he was in charge of Song and that he was not in a good mood.

He first smiled at Ye Jiao around him, wiped her sweat with a veil, and signaled her to walk around first, then looked at the Song steward around him and whispered, "what's the matter?" But I have something on my mind. "

Since Qi Yun asked, the manager of the Song Dynasty did not hide it: "Young Master, it cost a lot of money when the caravan went out this time. Although the money was paid by the third Childe, we paid for all aspects of it, whether it was looking for someone or finding a route." even the money for joint management was paid by us, and we threw more than a thousand taels of money, but we only brought so little. I'm afraid we're going to lose money. "

Qi Yun looked at it and said, "there's no difference. Don't worry."

The manager of the Song Dynasty knew that there was no difference between the things mentioned by the third Childe, but there were not many people who could really make money.

Ordinary people in the caravan, mostly stuffed with porcelain and jade, these are rare treasures when they go out.

But what about at home?

A truckload of wine, a truckload of books, a truckload of paintings, but also brought a lot of women's rouge Fandai!

Of course, these are easier to preserve than those porcelain and jade, and they don't like to be broken, but Song always feels that they can't sell at a price.

After thinking about it, Song couldn't help saying, "in fact, what you hold in your hand now is not only wine, but also medicine. What if you take some medicinal materials?" It doesn't take up space. "

"No." Qi Yun refused without even thinking about it.

And this refusal is different from other times. Qi Yun had his own plan before, so he didn't talk to Song in detail, so just let him do it.

But this time, Qi Yun said clearly: "We are doing business with foreigners, these can be exchanged for money, they are just gadgets, and they are not used seriously, but the medicine is something to save our lives." Now that we have just called a truce, we have won the war and subdued them, but the heart of the wolf will not be cut off. if this medicine is given, who knows whose blood will be shed in the end. "

The man in charge of Song was not a confused person. He was in a hurry for a moment, but now he was thoroughly explained by Qi Yun and immediately had a thin layer of sweat on his back.

He saluted Qi Zhi, upright and upright, with some fear in his voice: "I see, Xie Dong's family dialed."

Qi Yun didn't look into it either. he knew that the manager of Song Dynasty had a temper and might do something wrong, but he was never ambiguous in knowing and correcting his mistakes, and that was good.

Song steward went busy again, while Qi Yun turned back and helped Ye Jiao to come over slowly.

Ye Jiao has been carrying this little thing in her belly for six months now, and now she has to hold her waist in order to be safe.

Just as Qi Yun went to talk to Song, Ye Jiao supported herself. When Qi Yun came back, she put down her hand. Sure enough, the next moment the man stretched out his arm and gently put it on her back.

The summer sun was fierce, and because the sun was high, Xiao Su took an umbrella to shield Ye Jiao from the sun, while Ye Jiao herself was holding a ball fan, wearing a silk skirt and gauze clothes, but she didn't feel too hot.

And this gauze is light and thin, and the silk skirt inside is also thin. You can't see the skin, but you can easily feel the temperature of a woman's body when you touch it.

Qi Yun moved on her waist, thinking that even if her wife was pregnant, she only had a drum in front and touched it carefully from behind, with little change.

But this slender waist is about to give birth to a small life, and don't know how hard it will be.

When he thought of this, Qi Yun felt more and more sorrowful in his heart.

Ye Jiao did not know what her husband had in mind, but stared cheerfully at the carriages and looked at their loading, and could not help asking, "husband, are those pink dai?"

Qi Yun nodded. "Yes, I bought a lot of Hangzhou noodles and Luo Zidai this time. I also saved two boxes for you. You can use them when the weather is cooler."

Ye Jiao blinked and asked, "these are very expensive?"

In the little ginseng's point of view, since it is buying and selling things, it is like buying things at the stall with their own money, some expensive and some cheap.

But the more expensive you are, the more you earn, and the cheaper you earn, the less you earn.

Although these Fandai are excellent, they are still much cheaper than gold and jade wares.

Qi Yun has always been patient with her. He just didn't say a word with Song. When he came to Ye Jiao, he told the whole story: "We are not expensive, but it is expensive outside." Everything is getting more and more expensive, and even if I sell gold, someone will ask for it. "

When Ye Jiao smelled Yan and smiled, she knew that Xianggong was the best.

At this time, Tiezi came over and said, "second young master, I can't make up my mind over there. I'd like to ask you to go and have a look."

Qi Yun nodded and said to Xiao Su, "take care of the second wife." Then she caught up with Ye Jiao's eyes and her voice was gentle and gentle. "wait a minute, I'll be back."

In fact, it is only a few steps, you can see it, but you can live for a long time, even if it is a moment of difference.

Ye Jiao nodded gently, hindering the difficulty of holding someone because of her big belly, so she just clasped his hand and said, "you also walk away from the sun. Remember to pick a shady place and don't bask in yourself."

Qi Yun nodded and patted Ye Jiao's hand.

Ye Jiao stood in the shade and watched, her eyes following Qi Yun in circles, never leaving for a moment. Xiao Su supported her and vaguely heard Ye Jiao murmur.

Xiao Su thought she wanted something, so she asked, "what can I do for you, mistress?"

Ye Jiao shook her head, looked up at Qi Yun and whispered, "Xianggong's body still needs to be nurtured slowly."

When it was so hot, everyone else was so hot that they could wear whatever they wanted to cool off, but Qi Yun was still a decent gown, but he didn't see any heat, and he didn't even have a sweat on his face.

That is, the body is still empty, so that can't feel the heat.

Nowadays, Bai Hongguo can feel at ease when pinched in his hand, but it is a life-saving thing, and the life-saving medicine at a critical time is the most precious.

But if the usual time to eat, at most smack a taste, it is not as good as the villain to visit a kiss of the best use.

If it is to be good, it seems that it still needs to be replenished in the future.

When she thought about it, Ye Jiao felt that her husband would be able to make peace every time she had sex, but she touched her stomach and felt that it would take several months to do so.

Little ginseng solemnly planned the day in his mind. Qi Yun had no idea that his wife had been planning to study books with him a few months later.

The only thing Song stewards are busy with is how to arrange and how to arrange, which is particularly detailed. What Qi Yun needs to open his mouth is to give advice to the people in the caravan, but there is no need to do anything else.

Fortunately, the number of people is small, it is more convenient to arrange, and it will soon look like it.

Looking at the team in front of him, Song was both gratified and worried: "I just don't know how much money I can get in exchange for these."

Qi Yun smiled, and naturally he could think of what the Song steward could think of, but Qi Yun didn't seem to mind: "it's not my money this time. It's up to the third Childe to take care of everything. You don't have to care too much about whether you earn more or less."

The manager of the Song Dynasty was even more anxious when he heard this: "it is precisely because we did not pay the money that we should make it more pompous. The three princes did not know how honorable they were, and they were not even willing to say their names, but they knew they were different from others." What if the caravan can't make money this time, so that he can't see the oil and water, and what if he doesn't pay the money next time? "

Qi Yun looked at the manager of Song and bent the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry, no one can be satisfied if he is not satisfied."

In Qi Erlang's mind, never mind what identity the third Childe is, but in his heart, this man is a money box, and he will never let the third Childe get away.

These should have all these things, even if there are fewer profitable goods, the items promised to him are also not bad in the caravan, the third Childe certainly will not have a problem with it.

As Qi Yun thought, Chu Chengyun, who was staring at him now, was very satisfied.

When the caravan set out, Chu Chengyun did not agree to come and see it with Qi Yun. What he thought at that time was that after all, it was a matter of competing with the people for profits. He was a king and a relative of the emperor and nobles, and there was no need to run around specially for a thousand taels of silver. always feel disgraced.

But when the day really came, Chu Chengyun changed his mind and brought Meng together to have a look.

Meng knows Chu Chengyun's mind best. This is the first time he has made up his mind and done things on his own. If not, he will not let himself know.

But now that he has an appearance, Chu Chengyun is very happy to let Meng have a look, praise him, and make him proud.

Meng was willing to follow him, so he came with him, with a smile on his face and a fan in his hand, smiling at his own achievements.

The two men contracted out the second floor of a nearby restaurant and saw it clearly.

Just now, when Qi Yun and Ye Jiao were bidding farewell there, Chu Chengyun and Meng looked at them. Meng couldn't help saying, "their husband and wife are really in love. I don't know how easy it is for my wife to have such a husband who loves her."

Chu Chengyun was looking at the caravan with great interest, distinguishing the usefulness of those frames one by one, and after listening to Meng's words, he looked back at her: "Huiniang, why envy others?" I treat you better than anyone else. "

Meng looked at him and smiled, nodded and gently put his hand around Chu Chengyun's arm.

Even though Meng suffered a lot of losses and was in decline in this marriage, she did not regret it after all.

Chu Cheng promised to treat her well and followed her everywhere. Meng felt that the hardship he had suffered before was like spiritual practice. When the hardship was exhausted, he would always be willing to come.

Thinking of this, Meng's lips opened gently and his voice was soft: "May I be as bright as the stars, such as the moon, and the streamer phase is bright every night."

Ordinary Meng seldom said these sweet words to him, but now that he did, Duanwang Ye was a little at a loss for a moment.

But in the end, Chu Chengyun looked around and thought that the second floor had been covered by himself, and there was no one else except Liu Rong, so he stared at Liu Rong: "turn around."

Liu Rong immediately turned around and sighed in his heart that it was a different fate. Ye Tih had never been so scolded by Wang Ye before, but now Ye Tih had something to leave and changed to himself, and the treatment was heaven and earth.

Chu Chengyun kissed Meng's face immediately after he turned around.

Meng was just the place of love, and it was only then that she told the truth, but she did not expect that her husband could do such a thing like Meng Lang.

As soon as her face flushed, the woman, who had always been virtuous and intelligent, looked up at him, stretched out her hand and pushed: "take a good look and make me do something."

Chu Chengyun did not think this was a fuss, but was justified: "I have figured it out now that now that you and I have left the capital, we do not have to look at the old faces of those Mammy sent by our mother every day." You and I are husband and wife, so we should be closer. I wouldn't do it for someone else. "

Meng first smiled and nodded gently, but soon she asked gently: "Xianggong, you just said to change someone else, who do you want to change?"

Chu Chengyun was stupefied when he said this, but he just said casually. He didn't really think about changing anyone, and honestly replied, "No one will change. My wife is so good. I don't want anyone else."

Meng looked up at him and laughed again, this time looking much more sincere than he had just been.

No matter what happens in the future, if he has this heart, Meng will be satisfied.

Chu Chengyun did not know that he had just turned around on the edge of danger. his eyes were still staring outside, looking at the frames one by one, and the smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger.

He had everything he should have, and Qi Jiaerang was a man of his word.

This made Chu Chengyun couldn't help saying, "Saburo does have a good brother, and his second brother really serves the country and the people, but it's a pity that he is not in good health and cannot be an official, otherwise he must be the pillar of my dynasty."

Meng smiled and said nothing. He picked up the kettle and poured a glass to Chu Chengyun.

When Chu Chengyun's eyes saw Ye Jiao, he suddenly remembered, "this is Pingrong's sister."

Meng smiled at the words: "well, she is a very good woman."

Chu Chengyun also nodded and then said, "it is the Prime Minister's intention for Pingrong to return to Beijing this time. According to reason, I should go back to see him in person. It's just that I got the letter before, and my father was ill again. This time I can't hide it. If I go back to Beijing."

Meng did not embarrass him: "Don't worry, my father is just worried about you and me, there is a man to report the news, let him feel at ease."

But Meng knew in his heart that his father had let Chu Cheng promise to go back to fight for the throne.

She knew this, and if she wanted to come to Chu Chengyun, she would not have known it, but she just pretended not to know it.

Meng knows that his husband is not stupid, he is just waiting.

If he can live a quiet life, he will be his idle king, and life will be easy, and if not, he will not sit back and wait for his death.

Otherwise, he would not have let Ye Pingrong return to Beijing, nor would he have let the Qi family caravan travel at this time.

He is leaving a way back, as well as a future for himself.

However, what lies in Chu Chengyun's heart is the affection of flesh and blood. He is a person who can not let go easily, otherwise he will not run away from the capital by pretending to be crazy and foolish.

Meng has some helplessness, but also some relief.

Such flesh and blood is the individual, the whole royal family, like people are too few, fortunately, they have met a soul and soul.

However, Meng knows the temperament of the palace better than Chu Chengyun.

What kind of flesh and blood affection, what brothers and brothers courtesy, in front of that chair, anything can be thrown away.

She lowered her eyes and looked gentle, covering the cold color in her eyes.

The queen did a hard job to herself, and she certainly won't let Wang Ye go. Sooner or later, Meng is not in a hurry. Take your time.

When the caravan went out, Chu Chengyun left with Meng, with a satisfied face, but Meng could see that he was actually thinking about something else. As for what he was thinking, Meng did not ask, tacitly.

On the other hand, Qi Yun helped Ye Jiao to go home slowly. As soon as she entered the house, Ye Jiao was sleepy.

Qi Yun helped her sit down by the bed, took off her shoes, helped her lie down, sat next to her with a fan, fanned her and said, "go to sleep."

Ye Jiao's eyes stared at him and became sleepy. Close her eyes.

In summer, the curtains of the bed are thinner and lighter, and there is a bamboo lady on the bed. It is a hollowed-out pillow made of bamboo, but feel cooler when hold it.

However, Qi Yun still fanned her. He never asked anyone else to do it for her, but did it himself.

When you fan the fan, you can see Ye Jiao sleeping, which is not tiredness for Qi Yun, but enjoyment.

But Ye Jiao slept shallowly this time, probably just went out for a walk, although it is not far, but now she has a big month, just walk around and feel tired, on the contrary, she sleeps shallowly.

What awakened her was the pain in her calf.

She could not help snorting twice, opened her eyes, the sky outside was still bright, and then she felt a cramp in her leg.

Ye Jiao could not help but want to get up and rub it, but before that, someone had already grasped her leg and gently kneaded it.

The little ginseng felt so comfortable that he couldn't help propping himself up with his arms to see it.

I saw Qi Yun sitting on the bed on her side, putting her leg on her own leg and kneading it intently.

Seeing her sitting up, Qi Yun looked at her and smiled softly: "did I wake you?"

Ye Jiao didn't say anything, but just stared at him blankly.

My husband is weak and doesn't like to sweat. Ye Jiao has known this for a long time.

Sometimes she doesn't have to hold Mrs. Bamboo at night, she can relieve the summer heat by hugging Qi Yun.

But now, Qi Yun has sweat on his forehead and the tip of his nose. Even though his smile is soft to Ye Jiao, he can see that he is tired.

Ye Jiao's eyes moved to her leg again, and seeing that he was still pressing, Ye Jiao could not help saying, "Xianggong, I am much better. I am all right."

But Qi Yun did not stop: "you always feel better when you feel bad in your leg, at least when you press a cup of tea." it's early now, so you lie down when you're tired. "

Ye Jiao couldn't help looking at him: "I. Have you had a hard time before? "

Qi Yun's eyes were looking at his wife's glittering white calves and his voice was slow: "it's always at night. If you walk more during the day, you will hum at night, but it hurts not to wake up." I'm probably tired from going out today, and that's why it hurts. It's all right. I'll be all right in a minute. "

The little ginseng still looked at him and could tell that this was not the first time, and I didn't know how many times I had looked at Qi Yun's skillful appearance.

Every time, does this person rub himself like this?

Qi Yun thought she was still afflicted, so he could not help comforting: "it doesn't matter. It's hard for you to conceive. That's all I can help you to share. You first."

But without waiting for Qi Yun to finish speaking, he felt the exertion of the man's calf.

Then, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Ye Jiao shrinking her legs, holding the bed with her hands, and moving towards her.

Qi Yun was busy trying to reach out and help her, but when she reached Ye Jiao, the woman's soft lips had been affixed to his mouth.

Just close, when speaking, you can still feel the softness of the lips: "Thank you, Xiang Gong, you are the best to me."

Qi Yun's eyes looked at her, held her waist to keep her from banging, and then deepened the kiss.

When the lips were divided, Ye Jiao grabbed his clothes and gasped for breath, while Qi Yun followed her hair and whispered, "I should thank you."

Qi Yun used to know nothing about a woman's pregnancy, but now when he looks at his wife, he really knows what it means to be pregnant in October.

He only did some small things. How can he deserve such thanks?

On the other hand, the little ginseng hugged him and thought, my husband is the best, so good that people seem to have honey in their hearts.

But holding it in her arms, Ye Jiao felt that something was wrong.

She moved her calves and looked up at Qi Yun: "Xianggong, aren't you comfortable?"

Qi Yun did not speak, and he also felt that he seemed to be moved. He felt that it was not appropriate to get close to Ye Jiao and got up to go.

But Ye Jiao held him, and Qi Yun, afraid that she could not sit still, hurriedly sat back on the bed.

But this didn't count. With a little effort, Little Ginseng pulled him down.

This made Qi Yun stupefied and said hurriedly, "Niang Niang, I'll go and drink a few bowls of cold tea and it will go away. I might as well do something."

When Ye Jiao heard that he wanted to drink cold tea, she was even more reluctant to let him go. She looked at him clearly and said, "you just rubbed my legs, so I'll help you now."

". Help with what? "

The little ginseng's hand moved down slowly, calm and relaxed, and his voice was gentle: "rub it for you."

In the evening, when it was time for the whole family to have dinner, the two went late.

Ye Jiao looks as usual and smiles when she eats, just putting down her chopsticks and rubbing her hands from time to time.

Qi Yun always picked up food for her, and Liu nodded straight, feeling that he cherished his wife.

Qi Ming happened to be at home today. Looking at the redness of Qi Yun's ears, he couldn't help asking, "second Brother, are you hot?"

Qi Yun took a piece of chicken to Ye Jiao, smelled the words, and looked at him: "I'm not hot. Are you hot?"

Qi Ming shook his head and said, "it's not hot."

"well, copy twenty big words to me in the evening, and now let's eat."

Qi Ming:.