The general will eat grass

Zhao Yuansong woke up from his sleep and stared at the red curtain on the top of the bed for a long time.He has always slept honestly, rarely moves his nest, there is no sign of sleeping next to him, and he is the only one in the bedroom.Five big words came to mind, the general didn't go back to his room! ! !

Was he really married back as a display?Thinking of this, he felt very uncomfortable.

With a sound of "squeak", the door of the compartment was pushed open, and Feng Jingde came back in a navy blue tunic and shorts, his head covered in sweat. "woke up?"

"Ah, um." Feng Jingde opened the door, bringing in a gust of cold air, and Zhao Yuansong pulled the quilt over his body.Oops, he just realized that he was only wearing a red shirt. He was clearly writing on the desk outside last night, how did he get back to the bedroom?He didn't drink much wine yesterday, and it wasn't broken. Did the male god help him take off his clothes?

Feng Jingde saw that his face was full of surprise and uncertainty, and finally it was so rosy that people couldn't take their eyes off, so he had to pull down a bed curtain to cover him, and then turned around to ask for water outside the door. After a while, the boys came in with a big wooden bucket , followed by a few girls carrying toiletries.The leader was a lame man. He was not tall, with a high ponytail and a long scar on his face. He looked fierce.He helped the boy put down the barrel together, the muscles on his arms showed powerful arcs through the single clothes.

"This is Brother An. From now on, you can find him if you need anything in the room."

"Okay." Zhao Yuansong saw that Brother An was a soldier in the past, which reminded him of the gambling shop he renovated, and he needed such a person, so he mentioned it to Feng Jingde.

During their discussion, An Ge's eyes became brighter and brighter. It seemed that his idea had won his approval.

Feng Jingde: "How many people do you need?"

"Ten to 15 people for the time being. If the business is good in the future, we will add more people when the scale expands."

"Okay, Brother An, let's make arrangements." Feng Jingde waved everyone out, then went to the bed and lifted the half-covered bed curtain, and hugged Zhao Yuansong out.

"Oh, General?"

"...Long Tassel."

Zhao Yuansong opened his mouth and said for a while: "...General."

Feng Jingde is helpless, the general will be the general.Putting the person on the couch, pointing to the barrel: "Take a bath."

bath?bath!Zhao Yuansong, who was placed by the bucket, looked around with a blushing face, but he didn't dare to look at Feng Jingde.

Feng Jingde moved his fingers, couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to stroke his hair. "What happened to the plan on the desk?"

Speaking of business, Zhao Yuansong forgot his embarrassment, "Does the general think it is feasible? If we really find those mines, our Dingguo government will make a fortune."

Feng Jingde was stabbed in the heart by his sentence "We are the Duke of Dingguo", as if all the curling heat from the wooden barrel flowed into his heart. "It's okay, do you want me to send someone to look for mines?"

"Wait a little longer, I want to go back to Zishan Academy first, ask Mr. Qin to borrow the travel notes, and confirm the specific location again."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

There were two women standing in front of a certain side room of Dingguo Duke's mansion, one was dressed as a woman with a high bun on her head, and the other was wearing a double bun with a golden butterfly on her head. "Sister-in-law, are you serious?"

The woman: "Sister, I can still tell lies about this matter. You can ask the servants. Last night, my husband and the others talked about the sky getting brighter, which made me wait all night." The woman covered her lips with her sleeves and yawned , "If the newcomers didn't come over to offer tea later, I would definitely have to sleep more."

"In other words, they didn't, hee hee." The girl smiled, and the golden butterfly on her head seemed to come alive.

"Miss Cui'er, who are you?" The woman was surprised, with a face full of confusion.

Feng Cui'er stomped her feet and said delicately, "Sister-in-law~ I'll go first."

The woman stood there quietly, watching her disappear through the door. "Young Madam, can this be done?" Her confidant maid came out from the side room and handed her the newly installed hand warmer.

"One by one..." The woman smiled slightly before finishing her words.

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Despite some control, word spread that the second prince brought his envoys to Duke Dingguo's mansion last night and was finally driven away.The storytellers in the teahouse have already made it into a story all night, and today's opening will be full of success.

Ouyang Zhuoyu, the son of Prince Pingnan, investigated the leather goods merchant Hong Yu overnight, and found that he was fine. Today, he made an appointment to discuss business in a teahouse. "Feng Jingde turned into a powerful Vajra Buddha, and threw the hulking barbarian out of the house with his bare hands?" He left early yesterday, and did not see the Second Prince's motorcade.

Hong Yu: "It's a bit exaggerated, but the facts are similar. What do you think of Feng Changying's move?"

Ouyang Zhuoyu laughed: "What can I do, I just feel that the enemy will come and lose the face of the general."

Hong Yu casually said: "It is said that Feng Jingde is arrogant and has no tolerance for sand in his eyes, but I always feel that he is not like that."

"Oh, how do you see it?"

Hong Yu shook his head: "Intuition."

"Intuition, what is that? I only know that 'Meng's mother moved three times in ancient times', but the reverse is that the environment has a great influence on people. A "loyal" minister of the Dingguo government has been rewarded since the Tai-zu period Constantly, he has lived under the halo since he was a child, so there is nothing wrong with being arrogant. I believe those rumors seven or eight percent." The "loyalty" in his mouth has the meaning of foolish loyalty. But he was beaten back by Feng Chaoyang, the second Duke of Dingguo.

Rigidity is easy to break, kindness and softness are invincible!He felt that the people in Dingguo's mansion were too stubborn, so so many people died.

Hong Yu nodded without further comment.

The storyteller has already said that the husband and wife of General Changying can make people faint with just a wave of his hand.

The words became more and more outrageous, and Ouyang Zhuoyu was really funny, so he chatted with Hong Yu about the people from Changle Houfu. "It stands to reason that Marquis Changle comes from the Zhao family in Wuyang, and it is also a century-old family. I heard that this way of teaching children is really not flattering." Ouyang Zhuoyu shook his head and looked at him with a smile: "My son has a nickname outside, and he is famous in Kyoto. Little dandy, the second young lady in the mansion also reported not long ago that she was not dignified and abused the servants."

Hong Yu: "Haha, I'm traveling all over the world, but I don't know about it."

"That's right, you're not often in the capital." Ouyang Zhuoyu thought to himself, he still needs to see it with his own eyes to know whether these rumors are true.

There was a lot of noise outside the teahouse. Ouyang Zhuoyu looked out of the window looking for his voice. It turned out to be a beautiful young man in white who was molested by bullies in the street.The young man has handsome eyebrows, pink cheeks and red lips, and soft eyes in his eyes, comparable to a dandelion in a theater.

Ouyang Zhuoyu narrowed his eyes, and immediately became interested in this person, beckoning to the middle-aged man standing beside him, "Rongli, go and have a look."

"Yes, my son." The middle-aged man has been serving Prince Pingnan's son until he grows up. He knew what he was thinking as soon as he raised his eyes, so he called a few guards and went downstairs, preparing to be a hero to save the beauty.

After a while, Rongli trotted back and whispered something in Ouyang Zhuoyu's ear. Ouyang Zhuoyu's expression became more and more strange, "You said his name is Zhao Yuansong?"

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The wooden barrels in the house were removed, and even the wine jug on the small table by the window was also removed.They had already had a cup of wine outside yesterday, and this jug was placed here just for the occasion, er, because it was a husband and wife, maybe there were some fun things in it, it doesn't matter whether you drink it or not.However, Zhao Yuansong was getting married for the first time, and he wanted to do everything well, only for a long and happy life.

"What are you looking at? Want to drink?" Feng Jingde turned his face away, "Didn't drink enough yesterday?"

Zhao Yuansong was taken aback for a moment, and understood that Feng Jingde meant that it contained only the wine they had drunk. "It turned out to be innocent."

Feng Jingde raised his eyebrows, "It sounds like you are disappointed."

"Huh? No, no."

"Good boy, you're still young." The doctor ordered that the tonic should be taken from tomorrow.

Zhao Yuansong was suddenly very angry, and rushed over, grabbed Feng Jingde's hand and covered him somewhere, "Who is young? I will be fifteen after the new year, and most people get married on the [-]th and [-]th, so why am I so young! "

Feng Jingde's eyes flickered, he moved his lips, pulled back his grasped hand, and stroked the top of his head, "Hey, it's time, follow me to serve tea."

Zhao Yuansong grumbled with aggrieved face: Could this be the reason why the male god didn't return all night?

Zhao Yuansong walked into the lobby following the wind and Jingde, Duke Ding and his wife sat in the first place, Feng Yulin and other men sat at the head of Duke Ding, sister-in-law Wanshi held a two-year-old baby, and sat with Mrs. Feng Cuier Next, there is still a girl waiting behind them, probably specially prepared for the little doll.

Zhao Yuansong hadn't seen Feng Cui'er yet, so he couldn't help but take a few extra glances.The girl was wearing a cotton-brocade jacket with three-quarter sleeves, and the rose-red brocade jacket was shoulder-length. A golden butterfly rested in her hair and spread its wings, making her light-eyed face look lively, making the older ones People who read it all feel that the youthful years are fleeting like water.

Zhao Yuansong only knew that Duke Dingguo had three sons, and he only met Deng Mian and Feng Yulin when they got married yesterday.Zhao Yuansong automatically classified this girl sitting at the matron table as Feng Jingde's younger sister, and treated her a little more kindly.

"Hmph, what are you looking at?" The girl turned her head and glanced at him, her voice whispered between her lips.

Zhao Yuansong moved his sensitive ears, a little inexplicably, did he make people unhappy when he just entered the door?

"Okay, okay, okay." Ding Guogong sat in a Confucian robe, with a big horse and a golden knife, looking at the little baby and smiling very happily.The color of the clothes on his body and Mrs. Dingguo's long cotton skirt with water chestnut patterns reflect each other. Sitting together, the two of them are naturally luxurious, without any ambiguity, and they can feel the deep affection between them.

Feng Yulin's complexion is not very good, she is still in yesterday's outfit, while her sister-in-law Wan's changed into an elegant lotus-colored floor-length skirt, with a simple white magnolia hairpin inserted between her hair. grandmother.The rest of the Feng family, the younger generation, are not afraid of the severe cold. They wear jackets and look mighty.

When everyone saw them coming in, they stopped talking and looked at them with a smile.Zhao Yuansong and Feng Jingde stepped forward together and knelt on the futon prepared by the girl.Feng Cui'er jumped up from the chair, and said enthusiastically, "Second Aunt, I'll serve tea for Second Brother and the others." Without waiting for Mrs. Ding Guogong's wife to respond, she turned and ran out.

"Haha, Cui'er is a real kid, just let the girl do it." Mrs. Ding Guogong smiled lovingly at Ding Guogong and Feng Yulin.

Wan's on the side bowed his head to tease the child, but he was thinking in his heart: The lady's body is the life of a maid, and she is fighting for the job of serving others, and there is no one else.It's just such a thing, I thought I was so beautiful, and I wanted to marry into Dingguo's mansion!The mansion of a first-class Duke is not very respectable, and you can enter if you want to!

Men in Duke Dingguo's mansion dote on women. When Feng Cui'er was not here, Wan Shi was the youngest woman in the younger generation, so she received more attention.Since Feng Cui'er came, Mrs. Ding Guogong seemed to regard her as her own daughter, and the status of Wan's family dropped significantly.

Feng Cui'er is not smart, she can do unexpected things with a few hints.Wan Shi lightly fiddled with the hair on the little doll's head, and smiled slightly.

Feng Yulin laughed and said: "Her mother died early, and there are two men in the family, Yan Ting and I, and she has taken care of all the cleaning and cleaning."

Thinking of the hardships in the frontier, Mrs. Dingguo's nose turned sore, "It's hard for this child."

While talking, Feng Cui'er had come back with the tray. She tilted the tray at an angle so that Feng Jingde could serve tea, "Second brother, please." With a light smile, a bit of shyness climbed up her face.

Mrs. Dingguo finally found out that something was wrong, she didn't know that Tweety had such small thoughts.Girlish feelings are also understandable, but she can't accept a girl's family seducing men in public, this kind of behavior is so bad that it can be immersed in a pigsty.She was still feeling sorry for the little girl, but now she was disgusted.

Mrs. Dingguo was born in a wealthy family, her father was the prime minister of the two dynasties, and her family education was very strict.Although marrying a Wufu, many of them are not too particular, but some are matters of principle, and she will not tolerate half of it.At the very least, a woman should look like a woman, and even if she has to live in the world of mortals, she must be proud.

Zhao Yuansong's love rival detection radar also rang, but before he could think of a way to deal with it, Feng Jingde picked up the tea without squinting, and handed it to Zhao Yuansong.When he wanted to serve another cup, Feng Cuier immediately withdrew his hand and turned the tray to Zhao Yuansong.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuansong looked at her with a half-smile, returned the tea in his hand to Feng Jingde, and took the remaining cup with his own hands.However, as soon as the teacup was in his hand, he felt a burning pain like a bee sting.Zhao Yuansong took a breath, endured the pain to avoid people, and threw the teacup to a place where it would not hurt people.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jingde held the tea cup with one hand, and pulled Zhao Yuansong's hand with the other to check.