The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 380 Part 3

Fang Zichen and Zhao Ger were leading the four children by the stream, catching shrimp.

Guaizai crouched downstream, staring into the water. "Daddy, the shrimp in the basket are almost full! Come quick and scoop them out, or they'll get away! Father, don't herd them yet—wait a moment!"

Gungun and Dandan were also hopping about beside him, shouting, "Daddy, come! Daddy, come!"

At the sound of his little bamboo-horse friend's voice, Liuliu jolted, shot out of the carriage like an arrow, and ran to the roadside, shouting excitedly, "Guaizai—" 

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 51

Chapter 51 

Qi Junmu had thought of every detail for the Prince Jin mansion's layout. Once Qi Junzhuo moved in, he would live in absolute comfort. The emperor was broad-minded about it: wherever Qi Junzhuo might roam, once he returned to the capital, the Prince Jin mansion would always be his home.

Qi Junzhuo stared at Qi Junmu, his eyes growing slightly moist at these words. Then he lowered his head and walked on beside him.

When Qi Junmu was the Third Prince, they were brothers. When Qi Junmu became emperor, they were still brothers. Over a decade of brotherhood lay in those casual glances of concern, in those offhand words.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 380 Part 2

However, if they went back to the village, with only that tiny plot of land, they wouldn't have enough to eat. Suffering and hardship didn't matter—they were used to it. But what about the child? They were old—how many more years could they last? Once they were gone, their suffering would end, but the child was still young. Their grandson couldn't follow the same path they had. If they couldn't pay the taxes, their own son might be dragged off to the northwest, then marched all the way to the capital to beg for a few years before he could come back.

After much deliberation, the Liu family had swallowed their pride and come to seek out Zhao Ger.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 50 Part 3

Qi Junmu soon set these thoughts aside. He summoned Qi Junzhuo, Yang Jinglei, and Yue Yunzhou.

Standing in the imperial palace once more, Yang Jinglei felt somewhat dazed.

He had thought he would never have this chance again. But then, in a sudden turn, overnight, an imperial edict had arrived.

The worry on his mother's face had vanished, replaced by endless reminders to present himself well at court and not disappoint the Emperor. His wife had reverted to her gentle, tender self. The tense atmosphere that had filled their household in recent days seemed never to have existed.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 380 Part 1

Chapter 380 

Wasn't it said that the people on Hezhou were extremely unruly, and that several officials sent there before had been beaten crippled?

Fang Zichen had stressed it severely in his letter—when they came, they must not reveal their identities, nor say they had anything to do with him, or they'd likely end up with sacks over their heads and get thrashed.

Lin Xiaoxia had asked around before coming too. He knew the common people here bore a grudge against officials.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 50 Part 2

After the exchange between Qi Junmu and Shen Nian, the Emperor's gaze finally turned to Qi Fan and Wen Yao.

The warmth on the Emperor's face vanished. He furrowed his brow slightly and said, "What business do you two have in the palace?"

At those words, both Qi Fan and Wen Yao felt rather wronged.

Ordinarily, they would not have had such thoughts. But they had just watched the Emperor treat Shen Nian with warmth, courtesy, and even closeness, which had given them the illusion that the Emperor might treat them the same way.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 379 Part 4

Shunan was quite far from Hezhou. The Qin family soldiers, leading the new recruits, had been marching for a day and had just arrived at Zhonghuan Town. They were now resting at a tea stall by the roadside. The Qin soldiers told the stall owner to boil some hot water. The new recruits had brought buns with them, but they hadn't brought water—they'd been drinking at tea stalls along the way or at streams. 

There were two tables of travelers sitting inside the tea shed. The new recruits sat by the roadside outside, drawing envious looks from those people. Two horse-drawn carriages came from the opposite direction and stopped outside the tea stall. A tall, burly man stepped down from the first carriage.