General, Madam Called You To Farm

Zhuge Qing froze, but still did not turn his face away.

His throat moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak.

Wei Ting looked at him stubbornly, not letting go of any detail of him, if it was just a test, then now he is really sure.

Before the second elder brother rejected him, he took the lead and said: I misidentified the wrong person, you have lost your memory, you are a dead soldier, you have been poisoned, which one do you want to talk about?

It's not the first time to catch my brother home, he is an experienced Wei Xiaoqi, he has learned to find reasons for his brother.

Say what my brother said, so that my brothers have nothing to say.

Zhuge Qing: ...

Meiji and the killer had finished dealing with those assassins. There were ten people in total, lying in ambush on the only way to go east from the palace, an archer was lurking on the eaves, and nine killers were hiding in the alley.

They left one alive.

Mei Ji kicked the man on the shoulder: You dare to assassinate Mr. with this little ability, you are overconfident! Tell me! Who sent you here?

The man bit off the poisonous sac in his mouth, his face twisted for a while, black blood spit out from his mouth, and he fell to the ground in pain.

As he fell heavily, a drop of black blood splashed out and splashed on Mei Ji's shoe.

Mei Ji stomped her feet: Ah! It's so dirty! It's so dirty!

The killer glanced at her shoe, it was just a drop of blood, women just love to make a fuss.

Mei Ji thought of something, stopped suddenly, and looked in the direction of the carriage: There are still people in the carriage!

That's the man, said the killer.

Which one? Meiji asked.

The killer thought for a while, and considered his words: Your father-in-law.

Mei Ji: ...

Mei Ji asked angrily: You saw that blind man get into Mr.'s carriage? Mr. wants to be alone, why don't you stop that man? What if he hurt Mr.?

The killer said: Mr. said, don't touch him, then I can't touch him.

Mei Ji choked: You—

The people under Zhuge Qing absolutely obeyed orders, even if they were ordered to kill Zhuge Qing, they would not hesitate.

Mei Ji stomped and walked towards the carriage.

The killer stopped him: If I were you, I wouldn't go there.

Why?

Killer's intuition, sir very happy.

Open, happy?

Mei Ji blinked her eyes in bewilderment, half of the car curtain was shot down by the arrow, and from the perspective of her and the killer, she happened to be able to see the situation inside clearly.

Mr. is obviously in pain. Look at his fists being pulled so tightly. His legs must be hurting again. The pain is worse than usual, and his eyes are red. If this is happy, what kind of hobby does Mr. have?

Speaking of this, Meiji's mind flashed, as if the door to a new world had opened, Sir...could it be the one in the rumors... lit candles, tied to the head of the bed, made to have his little girl whipped? Whip...

The killer gave her a speechless look.

What is this all about?

...

In the Imperial Palace of the Western Jin Dynasty, Chongming Hall, the banquet officially began.

The emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty was sitting on the dragon chair, with the empress beside him. On the two seats slightly lower on the sides, were the consort princesses from Dazhou and Beiyan, who were now canonized as Concubine Ling and Concubine Jing.

The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty was not a licentious person, and after hearing that the two new concubines entered the harem, the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty gave him a lot of rewards on the surface, but in fact he did not invite them to sleep with him.

It has to be said that the Western Jin Dynasty's first-hand tricks are really good.

It is not appropriate to marry the two princesses to any prince. One Yu Wenhuai and the other Yu Wenxi, fighting on a daily basis is enough to cause headaches for the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty. If two princes are backed by Bei Yan and Da Zhou, what kind of chaos will there be? What?

Su Xiaoxiao and San Xiao only attended the table in the name of honored guests of the imperial concubine's mansion.

Su Xiaoxiao and Yu Wenxi were at the same table, and the three were originally at the same table with the princess, but were attracted by Su Yuan with candied haws.

One of the three sat in Su Yuan's arms, and the other two sat in the arms of Old Hou Ye, licking candied haws.

In the middle of the main hall, singing and dancing was carried out, and the dancers tried their best, and even tried their best, but more and more people were still attracted by the triplets.

There is no other reason.

Triplets are too rare, not to mention they are so beautiful and cute.

They nestled in the arms of Su Yuan and the old Hou Ye, like three little balls of glutinous rice.

The eyes of the female relatives were all stared straight, and the men also glanced at them from time to time, as if they felt that if they also gave birth to triplets, they would definitely be very powerful.

The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty asked about Su Xiaoxiao's identity, and Yu Wenxi generously introduced: Qin Canglan's direct granddaughter, Miss Zhenbeihou's cousin, married to Wu Anjun's youngest grandson, Weiting.

The old Hou Ye expressed his satisfaction when he heard Yu Wenxi's introduction and brought him to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion.

This introduction caused a commotion. I thought it was just an ordinary guest, but I didn't expect it to be so big. Although the national strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not as good as that of the Western Jin Dynasty, the names of Qin Canglan, Marquis of Zhenbei and Lord Wu'an were well-known.

Wei Ting originally came, but he felt unwell for a while, so I told him to go back and rest first.

Yu Wenxi gave a reasonable explanation for Wei Ting's absence, and said, He prepared a generous gift for the father, and wished the father a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan.

The gift was prepared by Yu Wenxi, Wei Ting and the others only knew about the birthday banquet the night before, and there was no time to prepare the birthday gift, and Yu Wenxi would not let his guests spend money if it was in time.

The Western Jin Emperor nodded, and his eyes fell back on Su Xiaoxiao's face again: She cured Yi'er's smallpox?

Yes. Yu Wenxi said.

There were several imperial physicians present, and the news had already spread.

Everyone shook their heads one after another. It was obvious that Mrs. Liang had healed her well, but Her Royal Highness credited the credit to an outsider. It seemed that she wanted to win over the power of Da Zhou.

The Western Jin Emperor knew it in his heart, and it was indeed this little girl who cured Yu Wenyi's smallpox.

When he let Yu Wenxi go out to the banquet this time, everyone thought he was softening his heart and was giving Yu Wenxi a chance to stand up. In fact, he just wanted to meet this doctor.

He knew Yu Wenxi well, the little girl's identity had been found out by He Gui, and Yu Wenxi would definitely bring her along for a walk.

He originally planned to keep the little girl to treat Zhuge Qing's illness, so as to keep Zhuge Qing for a long time and let Zhuge Qing be used by the Western Jin Dynasty.

But he didn't expect the little girl to have some background.

The Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty took a sip of tea, his expression unclear.

At a banquet, due to Zhuge Qing's absence, Yu Wenhuai and Yu Wenxi failed to fight, the third prince and others were a little bit less interested, waiting to watch the big show, neither the eldest brother nor the second sister made any moves.

So disappointed.

Even more disappointed than them was the dancer.

The dancers could be said to be desperate, their waists were broken, their feet were cramped, and their faces were frozen from laughing, but the guests would rather watch the three little balls gnaw on candied haws than watch them dance.

It never occurred to them that it was actually three little milk babies who were competing with them for jobs.

After the palace banquet, Yu Wenxi sent a carriage to send Su Xiaoxiao off, and the old Hou Ye came out of the palace with Su Yuan in the carriage.

At the gate, they were about to change back to their carriages.

Before getting off the carriage, the old Hou Ye asked, Where did Wei Ting go?

Su Xiaoxiao said: He said he has something to do, he might be busy until very late, let me go back to the inn first.

She didn't say for the time being that Wei Ting suffered a wave of assassinations.

Old Hou Ye frowned: This Wei Ting, what are you doing?

Su Yuan looked at the three little chickens sitting in the arms of himself and the old Hou Ye, who were so sleepy that the chickens pecked at the rice, and said with a smile: Father, the children are tired, let's go first, let them go back to the inn to rest.

Old Hou Ye looked down at the big tiger and the two tigers on his lap, and coaxed with a smile: How about going to Grandpa's place tonight?

The three little guys woke up in a second, got off his and Su Yuan's legs baredly, walked to Su Xiaoxiao's side, and waved their little hands decisively at them.

Goodbye, great-grandpa! Goodbye, great-uncle!

Old Hou Ye: ...

...

But after Wei Ting recognized Zhuge Qing, he lingered and refused to leave.

Where do you live? Wei Ting asked.

Zhuge Qing didn't answer.

If you don't say it, you'll think I'm lost? Wei Ting raised his eyebrows, threw the fainted coachman to the killer, and hit the horse with a whip, and the horse raised its hooves and started to run.

Wei Ting sat back beside him, crossed his hands and hugged: Old horse knows the way, second brother, you taught me.

Zhuge Qing's horse recognized the way, and really returned the carriage to Zhuge Qing's residence.

Looking at the familiar gate, and then looking at A Yuan who opened the door to welcome Zhuge Qing, Wei Ting's face darkened: The handsome uncle in the mouth of the three brats is the second brother?

Wasn't he the first to find the second brother? !

The brat has already met his second brother a few times! ! !

Wei Xiaoqi expressed that she felt unbalanced!

A Yuan didn't know what happened, seeing Wei Ting came back with his husband in the same car, he thought the two met on the way.

He is the father of the triplets, sir, do you recognize it?

Zhuge Qing didn't speak, and pushed the wheelchair in.

Looking at his wheelchair, Wei Ting finally understood why there were no thresholds in his yard, and even half of the steps were paved with stone slabs.

My husband is going to rest, this son...

Before A Yuan finished speaking, Wei Ting bypassed him and followed Zhuge Qing into the house.

A Yuan was dumbfounded.

He looked at Wei Ting, and then at the killer and Meiji who followed closely behind.

Do you want to... 'invite' that person out?

He said please, but actually threw it.

The husband hates strangers entering his house, and even he can only enter when cleaning.

The killer didn't say anything, Mei Ji rolled her eyes.

Wei Ting stood behind Zhuge Qing: I took your portrait to the theater to find you, but I was chased by Yu Wenhuai.

Zhuge Qing closed his eyes: He has nothing to do with this matter.

Wei Ting said: So second brother, you want to hunt and kill me?

Zhuge Qing hesitated to speak.

Wei Ting was so wronged: I came all the way to look for you, but you wanted to kill me...I came to see you with tea leaves in my arms, but you never saw me...

Zhuge Qing took a deep breath: You...

Wei Ting angrily went to sit on the steps of the door: I'm angry! The kind that can't be coaxed well!

After a pause, he glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, Unless you admit it's my second brother.

Zhuge Qing said calmly: As you wish.

He pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed and moved himself onto the bed with difficulty.

Wei Ting listened to the movement in the room, held back and didn't look back.

That killer of yours is very serious. It hurts more than my sister-in-law hitting me.

Killer: What are you doing to me? !

You don't care about me, just let me fend for myself, let me be blown to death by the wind, be frozen to death by the frost, and be bitten to death by the poisonous insects of the Western Jin Dynasty!

After Wei Ting finished speaking angrily, he lay down on the ground shamelessly.

Zhuge Qing lay flat on the bed, folded his hands on his stomach, and quietly closed his eyes.

Seeing that something was wrong, A Yuan bit the bullet and entered the house, and said to Zhuge Qing: It's windy outside, let me get you a quilt.

Zhuge Qing didn't speak.

A Yuan went to get it and handed it to Wei Ting.

Wei Ting grabbed the quilt angrily and kicked it away with his feet.

A Yuan stood outside and whispered: The Western Jin Dynasty is very strange. It's autumn, but there are still poisonous insects running out. Today's insecticidal weeds haven't arrived yet...

In the Western Jin Dynasty, there was a large temperature difference between morning and evening. During the day, it was like spring and summer, while at night, it was like falling into an ice cellar. Lying outside for a night could really freeze a person to death.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

More than half an hour has passed...

Zhuge Qing clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, Wei Xiaoqi, get the hell out of here!

Wei Ting rolled up the quilt, rolled inside, and rolled to the side of his bed.

Wei Ting wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, and a head emerged from the quilt, looking at him with obsidian eyes:

Second brother, you called me Xiaoqi, are you going to recognize me? If you don't recognize me, get lost again.

Zhuge Qing: ...

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