Both Yuan Yongyi and Rong Yue couldn't understand these words, and they just thought it was an ordinary problem. After all, the future is too far away, and the most realistic thing is now.

Yu Wenhao was drunk and was sent back to Xiaoyue Pavilion. Yuan Qingling stopped talking and went back to take care of Lao Wu.

Lao Wu was half lying beside the bed, and Tang Yang said helplessly: "He went to the bed, and he fell asleep again."

Yuan Qingling smiled, "Is this posture familiar?"

Tang Yang looked at him lying on the bed with his butt sticking out, and felt very familiar, nodding, "It looks like the King of Chu who was beaten with a slap!"

"Who dares to hit me?"

Yuwenhao turned around and raised his hand randomly, then reached out and pulled a pillow over, put it on his chin. After a few umbling sounds, he didn't know what he muttered, and just lay down and wanted to sleep.

Yuan Qingling laughed at him and said to Tang Yang: "I'll take care of him. You have drunk a lot, go back and have some rest!"

Tang Yang said: "Okay, Bei Zhi is gone!"

After Tang Yang left, Yuan Qingling reached out and patted him on the back, "Lying down, kicking me in the stomach."

Lao Wu was sleeping whisperingly, but when he heard this, he almost subconsciously retracted his feet and moved to the bed, then carefully turned over, opened his sleepy eyes, "Kicked?"

Yuan Qingling sat beside the bed and wiped his face with a handkerchief, "I didn't kick him, why are you drinking so much?

Being drunk like this cat!”

Yu Wenhao looked at her with a smile, "Happy!"

He patted his chest and sniffed a few sips of alcohol, "Good, I'm happy today, and I'm enjoying myself."

He held Yuan Qingling's hand, his eyes were filled with the bright redness after being drunk, and his eyes were blurred, "Old Yuan, do you know if I'm happy?"

How happy I am, so happy.”

"Because Lord Leng became the chief minister?"

Yuan Qingling looked at him and asked.

"Water conservancy is urgent... and road construction is urgent. I was frustrated before. I was full of ambitions and wanted to do anything, but I couldn't do anything," he bent slightly and pulled his crown out of his head. "I am not dissatisfied with my father, but what I want to do, my father does not support me, compromise on small matters, and block big matters. Huaijiang floods every year, and the middle and lower reaches of Huaijiang have lost their harvest year after year. That is my granary of Northern Tang. Why has the Northern Tang still been so poor?

It was because the water conservancy was not done well, and the drought was killed by drought, and the drought was killed by flood..." He said vaguely, unable to speak clearly, but Yuan Qingling still listened to his words.

"You can do it later, you can do it later, and you're so excited... Happy, drink..." He closed his head, closed his eyes, and his mouth was still wide open, and he just fell asleep.

Yuan Qingling was both funny and sad when he heard it. He leaned over and wanted to kiss him, but his belly was so big that he couldn't bend down, so he could only reach out and stroke his face.

"Oh..." Lao Wu suddenly opened his eyes and pulled her hand, moved his head hard to the bed, and kicked his feet in like grinding the ground. When half of his body was hanging on the edge of the bed, he just burped a long time and didn't vomit it out, and then lay back weakly.

However, Yuan Qingling was so angry that he almost vomited out! After Lao Wu sobered up, the sun was already on the west side.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lao Yuan who was writing something in the room. He felt a little dizzy in his head, but he was not so uncomfortable. He sat up and crossed his legs and felt a little more comfortable.

"Souled up?"

Yuan Qingling put down his pen and looked at him with his chin, "Do you want to have another glass of soul-recovering wine?"

Lao Wu felt disgusted during the first round, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no."

After getting drunk, I feel like I feel like vomiting when I hear the word "Wine".

"Luya, bring him the porridge!"

Yuan Qingling stood up and shouted to the outside, and the crisp sound of green buds sounded outside, "Yes!"

Yu Wenhao got out of bed and went to hug Yuan Qingling, "It's still my wife who is considerate and knows that I'm hungry and I'm going to eat porridge."

"Don't drink so much in the future, it will hurt your body!"

Yuan Qingling held the hand that he had walked around from behind and leaned his head in his arms, "When the children see it, they should follow suit."

"Know!"

Yuwen Hao kissed her hair, walked around and sat in front of her, looking at what she had just written, "What is this?"

"I've written down everything you said after drinking!"

Yuan Qingling looked at him with a smile, "You said that water conservancy and road construction are the top priorities of future development. I guess these two things you will do next."

"No need to write it down, I remember it myself!"

Yu Wenhao rubbed his eyebrows and smiled at her.

"It's not for you to show it, it's the emperor's grandfather and the prime minister who asked me to report it regularly!"

Yuan Qingling said with a smile.

Yuwenhao smiled and said, "What's going on?"

I still can’t let go of political affairs after I go to the villa?"

"I've been working hard all my life, how can I just let go if I say I'm letting go?

Don't get me wrong, they are not trying to supervise what you do, they just want to know."

Yuwenhao said: "What are my misunderstandings?

They can let you report at any time, proving that they will not leave spies in the palace or even in the court, but this is a proof of their letting go.”

Yuan Qingling said: "I sent someone to send a letter. I will have to go there with my grandmother in two days to adjust the prescription for the Chief Supervisor."

Luya came up with the porridge, Yu Wenhao ate it and asked, "Will the Prime Minister's eyes really be good?"

"The same sentence, you have to observe!"

Yuan Qingling sighed.

Now the Prime Minister's eyes have become what she is most worried about. In other words, she is either worried about the eyes the most, or she is worried that the blood clot will move or cause slow bleeding, the blood clot will increase, and then compress the blood vessels or other nerve lines, which will lead to more serious consequences.

By then, it will be more than blindness.

"He will be fine, don't worry!"

Yuwenhao comforted her.

"Yes, he only has a few days to live a peaceful life. God will not be so unfair to him!"

Yuan Qingling looked at him and urged: "Eat, eat more!"

Yu Wenhao finished eating two handfuls of porridge in a few seconds and pushed the bowl, "Look at the child!"

Baozi was taking Erbao to recognize his words. Erbao was very well-behaved and read it word by word. Tangyuan is now reading the storybook. The storybook was given to him by Tang Yang. He was fascinated by his parents. He didn't know when his parents came. It was Nuomi who called out, and he raised his head and narrowed his eyes.

"What book are you reading?"

Yu Wenhao reached out and took it over. When he saw that it was a small storybook circulating among the people, he suddenly lost interest and stuffed it back.

Tangyuan was taken back, rubbed his eyes, and began to recommend it, "Dad, this book is so good. It means that a scholar wants to go to Beijing to take the exam. He got the help of a woman. He promised to go back to marry this woman after high school. As a result..." Yuwen Hao raised his hands, "You can guess this routine. It must be that this scholar who turned his back after high school and married the lady of the noble family. Isn't it?"

Tangyuan looked at him and was stunned. Is this the generation gap that my uncle mentioned?
Chapter completed!