The son is on the bottom, the general is on the top

"Zi Yan, why are you here?" Yu Wenfei raised his eyebrows lightly.

"General, ma'am." Zi Yanfu saluted and said with a smile, "Old madam is having dinner in the main hall, she waited and waited and didn't see you go out, now she's losing her childish temper and yelling for her servants to come Look."

Yu Wenfei said, "Okay, we'll go there right away, and Ziqing is a man, you should all call him son from now on."

"Yes."

Seeing that it was getting late outside, Su Ziqing said, "Tui'er, go and get some clothes."

"Yes." Tweety was about to get it.

Zi Yan said, "The general is newly married and came back from the capital, so there must be no time to buy anything, so the slaves have the guts to ask Chang An about the size, and then presumptuously prepare the clothes for the general and young master to wear today."

Saying that, Zi Yan called out to the maids waiting outside the door, "You guys bring it in."

"Yes." A few maids respectfully held up the clothes and presented them.

Yu Wenfei nodded, "It seems that Zi Yan is still thoughtful. I remember that you have outstanding abilities when you were young. When I left home, the affairs of the government were thanks to you."

Some compliments made Zi Yan lower her eyebrows, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked charming and charming, "Zi Yan has no father or mother since she was a child, if it wasn't for the general who took pity on me and brought me back from the street, and asked the teacher to teach me how to read, I'm afraid that the slaves are long gone."

Yu Wenfei gave up and said, "It's up to you."

At this moment, Zi Yan was shy, and walked in front of him holding the robe held by the servant girl, looking up slightly, with a wave of autumn water flowing in her eyes, "General, let the servant girl change your clothes for you."

"Oh, this dress is really pretty." At this moment, Tweety, who had been displeased with it, suddenly snatched it.

Zi Yan seemed to be taken aback, and when she realized it, Liu Mei frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Tweety said in a straightforward manner, "However, my son will naturally do it himself for changing the general's clothes. The so-called relationship between husband and wife should start with these small things."

"Well, it makes sense, then please trouble Ziqing to change my clothes." Yu Wenfei agreed with the authenticity.

"..." Su Ziqing was speechless, unable to recognize any reason in what he said.

Zi Yan looked at them from the side, especially Su Ziqing, who was only dressed in an ordinary mattress, but couldn't conceal his amorous feelings. He stood like a bamboo, and his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were a little more charming than yesterday, and the general looked at him. Almost drowned, the two stood together, they were both men, but they were an indescribably good match.

"It's Ziyan who overstepped." The smile on her face gradually faded, and she felt uncomfortable, "The old lady is probably still making trouble in the main hall, so the servants will leave first."

As soon as she left, Yu Wenfei glanced sideways at Tweety, "You have a sharp tongue."

Cui'er stuck out her tongue, "Then the general thinks what the slave girl said is right."

Yu Wenfei nodded, stroked his chin, and said without a beard, "It's the opposite, then Ziqing will have to worry about my clothes, housing and transportation in the future."

Su Ziqing looked at the two of them, "You two are quite similar."

"Isn't Ziqing jealous?"

"My son, the general can tell by looking at your eyes. In his eyes, you are a Bodhisattva in the sky. We can only be regarded as mud on the ground. How can a Bodhisattva be jealous of mud?"

Yu Wenfei laughed loudly, "Haha, this girl really can talk."

Su Ziqing, "..."

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After they changed their clothes, they went to the main hall and greeted the old lady, and sat down at the dining table.

After walking for a while, Su Ziqing felt more and more uncomfortable under his body, looking at the dishes on the table, he lost his appetite.

Zi Yan said from the side, "Madam is from the capital city. I have heard that the capital prefers light food, so I asked the kitchen to make some light and delicious side dishes."

"Miss Ziyan has a heart."

Cui'er stood behind her and muttered, "It's true."

Zi Yan said, "The general has been marching for more than ten years, and Zi Yan has been studying hard and urging herself, just to do better for herself and to live up to the general."

"You have worked hard for so many years." Yu Wenfei put a dish into Su Ziqing's bowl, and asked her, "You seem to be twenty this year, but there is someone you like."

Cui'er looked innocent, "Yes, yes, I think sister Ziyan has also reached the age to get married."

Ziyan's pretty face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground suddenly, with tears in her eyes, "Ziyan will not marry, and wishes to be a maid of Yuwen's family for the rest of her life, and always serve by the old lady's side."

Yu Wenfei wondered, "Then how can it be, you are a daughter's family, you have to think about your own future, won't it delay your life's important event in a few years."

Zi Yan gritted her teeth and said, "If the general insists on this, Zi Yan would rather shave her hair and become a nun, with Qing Deng as her companion."

"What do you mean?" Yu Wenfei frowned, not knowing why she was so aggressive.

Seeing Ziyan's pear blossoms in the rain, Su Ziqing said aloud, "General, Ziyan is a girl's family. If you say these things in public, it's naturally difficult for other girls to speak."

Yu Wenfei suddenly realized, "Ziqing is right, if Ziyan has someone she likes in the future, you can tell me, and I will make the decision for you."

"...Thank you, General." Zi Yan said with great difficulty.

"Don't kneel down, get up."

"Yes." Ziyan stood up, but now she just felt embarrassed staying here, so she bit her lips and said, "General, there is still soup in the kitchen, servant girl go and have a look."

"Well, you go."

"Hmph, why do you want to be Yuwen's maid forever, who knows what you want in your heart?" Tweety murmured as soon as Ziyan left, looking at her back.

"Cough." Su Ziqing coughed with a smile on his face, and Tweety immediately closed his mouth.

"Daughter-in-law, are you sick?" the old lady asked nervously.

"...No." Su Ziqing smiled awkwardly, "It's just that my throat is a little itchy."

"By the way." The old lady asked kindly, "Daughter-in-law, you slept well last night."

Su Ziqing replied, "Back to grandma, Ziqing slept well."

"No." The old lady suddenly felt something was wrong when she heard this, her neck stretched out with a displeased face, "Last night was the wedding night for the two of you, my grandson still let you sleep, then when will my great-grandson be born? "

"..." Su Ziqing's face turned red like blood in an instant, and she didn't know how to reply. Seeing Tweety cover her mouth and snicker, she gave her a sharp look.

The old lady asked Yu Wenfei, "Grandson, did you get lazy last night?"

"It's true that you will be lazy if you steal." Yu Wenfei assured, "However, don't worry, grandma, grandson will definitely work harder tonight."

"Yeah." The old lady nodded, and then said happily, "In this way, I will be able to hug my great-grandson next year."

Su Ziqing couldn't stand listening to it, so he stepped on Yu Wenfei's.But the man escaped this time, and raised his foot and moved it up along his calf as if nothing. Kissed the air, shamelessly obscene!