Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

It is said to be a family temple, but in fact it is nothing more than a separate courtyard, and some small vegetables can be vaguely seen in the courtyard through the courtyard wall.This courtyard is much larger than other courtyards in Jinyang Hou's Mansion.

Hearing the knock on the door, a ten-year-old girl in dark clothes came out, looked at the people outside the door, tilted her head, and waited until the old mother pointed at Shen Xian and whispered something to the little girl. After saying those words, the little girl suddenly realized, she looked at Shen Xian curiously, then ran to the yard and called for someone to come over.

Shen Xian's handover was very simple. There were a few clean nuns living in the yard, and after whispering a few words to the old mother, she let her walk in with her small bag.

"Stay here in peace."

The leading nun looked at Shen Xian's unwilling gaze, and silently shook her head.

If it weren't for being uncontrollable, I'm afraid they wouldn't have sent people here.

Here, Shen Xian was imprisoned in the family temple, and the Jinyang Marquis Mansion had no intention of hiding it at all. Although the old saying is good, family ugliness should not be publicized, but Shen Xian, a dignified young lady of the Jinyang Marquis Mansion, suddenly appeared Suddenly there was no news or something, and the others were not fools, so how could they not have any ideas in their hearts.

Of course, it is not impossible for them to say other excuses, but they are just too lazy to say it.

Instead of letting others guess wildly, it would be better to know where this person is.What's more, who doesn't have a few cancers, and how each family deals with it, everyone knows it very well. It's better to go to the family temple compared to where people are randomly sent to.

Of course, there was no panic at all when the news leaked out, because the old lady of Jinyang Hou's Mansion was just a hob, and she wasn't afraid of others talking about it at will.

If she knew she was afraid, she would not be what she is now.

Wuyou also heard about the Jinyang Marquis Mansion, but shook his head with a laugh. The Shen family is also quite interesting.The old lady was not very friendly to others, but she was very protective of her own cub.If not, but just because Shen Xian harmed her grandson, she wouldn't be able to let it go so easily.

"Master, there's a letter from the mansion saying that the Marquis of Jinyang sent something, but we want to return it?"

"No need, keep it." If you send something over, just keep it. No matter what, Jinyang Hou is still his father. As a son who is not yet an adult, this father has the obligation to support him no matter what. Bar?

Wuyou tugged at the lapel of his shirt and smiled.

In the barracks at the border gate, the soldier trotted into a tent holding two letters.

Hearing the noise, Meng Haoping put on the clothes beside his hands to cover up the dredging marks on his body.

"Brother Meng, I have a letter from you."

Meng Haoping's eyes lit up, he stood up immediately, quickly took his letters, glanced at the handwriting on the cover, and threw one of the letters on the table with disgust, while the other was a bit silly Touched and touched.

Before opening the letter, he repeatedly looked at the handwriting on the letter here, and couldn't help showing a little joy in his eyes.

Xiaobing stretched his neck and looked over there. Meng Haoping clearly focused on the letter in his hand, and he could turn his back when Xiaobing stretched his neck to look at it. Xiaobing clicked his tongue when he saw it.

"Didn't my sister-in-law write this?"

The whispering voice passed Meng Haoping's ears lightly, making Meng Haoping's face look better for a moment: "Okay, don't waste yourself here, there is a package by the bed, take it!"

Xiao Bing's eyes lit up, and he smiled. Brother Meng has a lot of good things on him, so maybe this tells them something.Xiao Bing rolled his eyes: "Brother Meng, since it's my sister-in-law's letter, you should hurry up and reply to the letter."

Meng Haoping raised his foot and lightly kicked Xiaobing's leg: "Hurry up and go."

Xiao Bing is sure this time, and he owes the benefits and feelings to him today.

The little soldier didn't take it seriously when he was kicked, and ran out with the package with a smile on his face.

Two letters, one was written by Wuyou, and the other was written by someone he stayed in the capital.

The worry-free letter, Meng Haoping squeezed and looked at it for a while, hesitated for a while, and stuffed the letter intact into his lapel, and put it on his chest, still feeling unsafe, stretched out his hand After taking a few more shots to ensure that I can feel my letter anytime, anywhere, I turned around and took another one.

The letter didn't write anything else, except for a small amount of things about Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, the contents of the rest of the letters were all about Young Master Wuyou.

If Wuyou sees this letter with the attitude of wanting to write out how many grains of rice the young master ate in one meal, he will probably be blown away.

Meng Haoping watched it with relish, and watched it over and over several times. Even if he himself was not by Wuyou's side, he could still feel that he had never left.

There was a slightly stiff chuckle at the corner of Meng Haoping's mouth, but he didn't even notice it. He just lowered his head and looked at the letter over and over again. When he picked up the pen later, his expression was not very good-looking, and every stroke seemed to make people The other person who read the letter could deeply feel his general state of mind at this time.

Tatars at the border often harass, even if war has not been officially declared, but at this time small groups of small groups of harassing the border from time to time are very annoying.

The weather was hot at this time, and there shouldn't have been Tatars knocking at the border, but this time it was not in accordance with the old tradition. Even the old general who had guarded the border for more than ten years could not say why the opponent made such a move.

Although this place can be regarded as a place for accumulating military merits, it is also a place where life and death meet. No one would joke about his life in such a place.

No matter who you are or what your status is, if you don't have that ability, no matter how big an official position you are given, you will not be able to sit still.

When a fight really starts, no one cares who you are, as long as you can take care of your own life, and your comrades' lives, it's not bad.

So don't look at Meng Haoping as the son of Zhenbei King, the son of the world, but if you want to say how much face you have here, I'm really sorry, there is not much.

It's just a little bit of convenience to go up in a small place, and everyone will not care about the rest. After all, who puts their head on their belt every day and pays attention to other people's affairs?That's impossible, as long as it's not about your own affairs, most of you won't say anything.