major general

Day by day, Zhang Lie and Yuan Qing are like the bamboo shoots that spring up after the rain, changing every day, Wen Le only needs to take a look at it, and it feels scary.

I always feel like that farmer raises pigs, they are fattened up, waiting for the New Year, and they kill their lives with a knife.

Hearing what he said, Fu Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing, and said, people pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, if you don't use your brain, you can use it to Sizhu, so that he won't lose his eyesight all day long, and always run into the house and disturb the two. people love.

Thinking of what Fu Xiaoyu said, Wen Le couldn't help but blush, and sat in the sedan chair and patted her own face.

After the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou was over, the two of them finally got the fun after trying it a few times.

Needless to say, Wen Le, a young man who is greedy for joy, Fu Xiaoyu has been holding back for many years without giving up, and almost always drags Wen Le to that bed every night.

Occasionally, Fu Xiaoyu became interested, and often played with Wen Le in the study and weapon room.

It's also to blame Wen Le himself for being so skinny, if he wants to put Sun Yu'er like that, I'm afraid his bones will fall apart.

But he is different, the two of them are comfortable enough to cling to each other for a while, and he can go out with a silver gun to play for an hour.

The woman's scream sounded not far away, Wen Le frowned, and before the bearer stopped the sedan chair, he opened the curtain and rushed out.

His movements were extremely fast, the bearer followed behind with the empty sedan chair, and after a while Wen Le was nowhere to be seen.

There is a fork on the road to Zhang Lie's side courtyard, which can go to Wenshan Temple.It was almost Qixi Festival, and many daughters' families were going to the temple to seek marriage. The bandits probably got stuck on this point and came to rob them.

Four or five strong men, the knives in their hands are all curled up, and they are bullying the strong and the weak. If the one who robbed was a man, I'm afraid they would not dare to show off their power like this.

That is to say, looking at women is easy to bully.

Wen Le scratched his waist, picked up four or five stones from the ground, and threw them at the strong man.

He has practiced this hidden weapon since he was a child. When he was a child, he hadn't grown tall yet. Compared with those friends at the border, he was a head shorter.Fighting naturally requires skill. He couldn't grab Wen Yue's slingshot, so he practiced with stones day and night.

If there are no stones, copper coins are used, which are light and easy to handle.

The stone was thrown over, without staying strong, it directly knocked off one of the leading meridians.

Crying in pain, Wen Le walked up to the young lady, kicked the bandit leader away, lifted his black mask, and asked: "Ordinary bandits, who rob money and sex, always choose the same robber. Why do the strong men come here?" , treat your hostages so politely."

The bandit leader rolled his eyes, looked left and right, the pain of the ruptured meridians in his body made him sweat profusely.

"Xiao Langjun, I know that person."

Wen Le was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the young lady standing up straight while supporting the tree.

Fourteen to five years old, like a flower.Midsummer is the gorgeous rose, Zilin is the autumn white magnolia, Hehe is a dogtail grass, and this one in front of you is the graceful and luxurious peony flower, which is beautiful and precious in color, you only need to glance at it to know It is not an object that ordinary people can propose to marry.

Yan Zhen is the daughter of Prime Minister Zuo.

Yan Zhen's ankle was twisted, and he couldn't stand up straight, but suppressed his anger, supported the tree, and said: "You go back and inform your master, and say that Yan Zhen is different from ordinary boudoir daughters. set."

Wen Le blinked, remembering the anecdote Fu Xiaoyu told him a few days ago.

It is said that the second prince and the prince have the same father and half mother, and the second prince's mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to him, and she has been raised by the queen since she was a child.

But the temperaments of these two brothers are completely different. Just talking about the second prince, there are no idlers in the yard, not to mention wives and concubines, and even the whole house has very few women.

I heard from Fu Xiaoyu that the second prince's mother and Zuo Cheng's wife were handkerchiefs, and they had made a marriage contract.

But his mother died in childbirth, this agreement is also a bit embarrassing, it is not appropriate to fulfill it or not.

After all, Prime Minister Zuo belongs to the prince's faction. If he thinks, he should marry the only daughter to the prince as his concubine. In this way, when the prince ascends the throne in the future, Yan Zhen will be the queen, and he will sit on it smoothly. The position of the head of the country is below one person and above ten thousand people.

Wen Le was thinking about these court secrets, his ears moved slightly, and he heard an unusual breath, he twirled the stone with his fingers and smashed it towards the tree trunk, but was shot deflected by a bow and arrow.The stone hit the ground and broke a sage plant.

"Bold!" The man with the longbow shouted, and the next bow and arrow aimed straight at Wenle's neck.

Wen Le pursed her lips, looked at the man with a half-smile, but clenched the whip around her waist tightly.

"Major General of Zhen Guo Mansion, seeing a hundred things is worth seeing." The man in the dark patted the man and walked out.

He was wearing a black robe, which was different from the gentle and jade-like appearance of the prince. He was born extremely tall, with dark skin and slightly curly hair. He was not like a person from the Southern Dynasty, but like the Persian prince Hong Yu, who was born facing the western region beautiful.

It was only then that Wen Le remembered that the second prince's mother was Mei Ji, who was adopted by Emperor Wen, she was of Persian blood, and she was beautiful and charming.

"Greetings to the Second Prince." Wen Le put away the whip, regardless of the arrow pointing at his own neck, and said, "Today Le saw the gangsters bullying the woman here, so I came to rescue her, and I didn't want to delay the Second Prince's affairs. "

The man's face changed, and he glanced at the second prince quietly.

The second prince singled out the word Luan, and said with a smile: "This king and Jijiu have always been on good terms, but I don't know that the young general is as sharp-tongued as he is."

After Zhou Luan finished speaking, he looked at the gangsters and said, "The daughter of Zuo Cheng dares to insult me, but my king is tired of seeing you."

The man on the back held a bow and arrow, and fired three at a time, directly piercing the four or five gangsters, blood splattered, only for a moment, and there was no sound from the four strokes.

Yan Zhen's little girl trembled with fright, Yan Zhen's biting lips turned white, she tried to pull herself together, but instead of looking at Zhou Luan, she looked straight at Wen Le.

Wen Le twitched the blood from his fingertips, and said: "Today, there is a lot of blood. It's not beautiful to go to Buddha with a whole body of debts. Le wants to go back to Jinlin to see how my sister is doing. I heard that Miss Yan and her sister often go together Participating in the poetry meeting, I wonder if Ms. Yan would like to go with her?"

Yan Zhen thought about it carefully, there are only two grandchildren in the family of the Zhenguo Mansion, where is the younger sister.

Wen Le seemed to see Yan Zhen's doubts, and said with a smile: "My sister's surname is Fu, and her boudoir name is Che'er."

"It's Mrs. Nie!" Yan Zhen held the handkerchief in surprise and said to the little girl, "The Major General and I went to Nie's mansion to visit our old friend. In the evening, you will ask the people from Zuo Cheng's mansion to come to Nie's mansion to pick me up."

The little girl shook her hands and said, "Yes, yes..."

Yan Zhen squeezed her palm tightly and said: "The major general is the dragon and phoenix among the people. He is the grandson of the general of Zhenguo. He is a decent person. He is not a shameless kid. If you are afraid of being punished, you can use the name of the major general. Daddy will not will punish you."

The three of them were talking, but they ignored the second prince.

Zhou Luan played with the ring on his finger and said, "The Nie family...is originally Nie Xun's wife, Fu Che, and the sister-in-law of the Major General."

Regardless of the meaning implied in his words, Wen Le saluted and said: "The sun is high, Wen Le and Miss Yan will not disturb the second prince's affairs, and leave first."

Zhou Luan looked at him with a smile, swept his curly long hair to the side, and said: "It is said that the concubine of the Fu family cooks well, but I have never tasted this kind of food. Why don't I go and taste it together."

Wen Le's complexion did not change, and he said with a smile: "The second prince was joking, Che'er is about to give birth, how can he cook? If there is a hundred-day ceremony after giving birth in the future, Wen Le will go to the second prince's mansion to deliver it in person instead of Che'er. Invite the second prince to try Che'er's handicraft."

Speaking of this, Zhou Luan still insisted on it.

The man at the side leaned over and said something, Zhou Luan finally stopped his insistence to follow, waved his hand, and let the three of them leave.

When the people left, Zhou Luan raised his eyes to look at him and asked: "Zhu Qingsong, Ke Qing said that to chase a beloved woman, one needs childhood sweethearts, a match made in heaven, or a hero to save the beauty. A woman loves a storybook, after all, she has to stick to it. Now the childhood sweetheart It can't be done, and Guan Xingyuan, a match made in heaven, refuses to read the words. Only this hero can save the beauty, but now, this trick is also broken. The king sees Yan Zhen's heart is going further and further away Far."

A drop of cold sweat fell on Zhu Qingsong's head, he is good at everything, but he is too slow to deal with men and women.

The guest Qing Fan Hua who can control Zhou Luan is studying in Yu Academy again, and has not returned for two years.

Zhu Qingsong looked at Yan Zhen's face today, and thought to himself that if Fan Hua never came back, the second prince would not give up if he didn't make himself a widow for the rest of his life.

The carriage is still there, but the state of mind of the master and servant of the Yan family is completely different.

The groom has long been killed by the bandit leader, and now Wenle is sitting in front of the car, the wind blowing in the end of summer is extremely comfortable, and the sun shines down on the densely packed bamboo leaves, leaving only spots like halos of light.

Yan Zhen and the little girl waited for a while, and finally pressed the heart from the throat into the chest cavity.

Wen Le took a long whip, slapped the horse's buttocks again and again, and said: "We will be in the city later, Wen Le will send Miss back, so don't go out for a few days."

Yan Zhen was silent for a while, and said: "Yan Zhen really wants to see Nie...Miss Fu, I wonder if the Major General has time to accompany you?"

"It's natural." Wen Le looked at the sun, it was too late to find Sun Yu'er today, so it's better to take this opportunity to see how Che'er is doing.

The city of Jinlin was extremely lively, and Fu Xiaoyu received news from Shengxia that Wen Le had brought a woman to Nie's Mansion.

Fu Xiaoyu frowned and thought for a while, then ostentatiously left all the matters to Old Master Yue, pretended to be sick, pretended to be proficient, left the palace quickly, and went to Nie's mansion to find his little husband.

On the way, I saw a noodle seller. The little monkey he pinched was similar to Wen Le who had a temper.

The corner of Fu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up, and he threw down two liang of silver, regardless of whether the shopkeeper changed the money or not, took the little monkey and walked to Nie's mansion.

Ma Cheng hurriedly followed behind, and he still didn't forget to turn his head and say to the boss in his seventies and eighties: "Don't look for it, the sun is getting brighter, you should go back and rest earlier..."

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