major general

Taking leave for five days is the best, no matter how Fu Xiaoyu relied on the favor of the new emperor, she would not dare not to go to court so blatantly.In the early morning of the sixth day, he put on court clothes and returned to Jinlin.

Knowing that Fu Xiaoyu had left, Wen Le didn't show much expression, she just lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.

Ma Cheng had never left Fu Xiaoyu since he could remember.This time was the only time that Fu Xiaoyu stayed to take care of Wen Le.Even knowing that there are many people serving in the side courtyard, Fu Xiaoyu is still worried, fearing that others will not be able to serve him well, and always feels that only someone who knows everything about him is worthy of serving him.

Wen Le changed back to his clothes after eating too early, the blood on his arm had been washed clean, and a silver armband was inlaid on the part cut by the arrow, with white gemstones inlaid on it, which was inconspicuous and luxurious. , belongs to Fu Xiaoyu's unique momentum.

When Ma Cheng saw that Wen Le had changed back to his own clothes, he cursed inwardly that he would suffer, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and asked, "General Wen Shao, where is it that you don't live comfortably?"

Wen Le put on his belt and said: "After five days of trouble, the wound has almost healed. If you don't go home again, the family should worry about it."

Seeing that he moved out of the old lady, Ma Cheng knew that he couldn't say anything more.It was rare that the young master ordered a job, he hadn't done it yet, he felt a little annoyed, when he went out of the courtyard, he saw the dead lotus petals under the flower platform, and cursed: "Which ignorant person tore the young master's flowers and plants!"

The maids and boys who were cleaning the house knelt on the ground, trembling, but they dared not say that it was Wen Le's fault.

Wen Le looked at it with his head, and asked, "Lian petal orchid?"

He thought it was weeds.

Ma Cheng bowed and said: "This is the lotus petal orchid planted by the master. It blooms like a lotus flower with many petals. It smells fragrant and fragrant, and the whole yard is full of fragrance. I don't know which servant has pulled it out. Let the master know later. I have to peel off your skin."

What bloomed very well in the yard was the bright red Chinese rose, mixed with a non-flowering grass in the middle. Wenle thought it was some unknown species of weed, so he pulled it out.

It turned out to be flowers planted by others?

Wen Le blushed a little, living here, eating and drinking for nothing, and even being pulled out by others.

Seeing Ma Cheng getting angry at those poor little girls and boys, he mumbled after thinking for a long time: "I pulled it out."

Ma Cheng almost greeted the ancestors of the people who pulled the flowers. He almost bit off his tongue when he heard the words, and said quickly: "You will be fine if you pull the flowers, and the master will not be angry. I am afraid that this group of ignorant slaves did it." Broken job. Master will come back in the afternoon, why don't you go after dinner?"

Wen Le shook his head and said, "No, grandma will be asleep when I go back tonight."

Ma Cheng knew he couldn't persuade him, so he sent someone to the kitchen to bring the basket of ducklings to Wen Le.

It happened to be autumn, and an apricot tree was planted in the yard. The apricots were beautifully fruited and smelled sweet and delicious.Wen Le drooled at the sight, pointed at Xing'er and said, "Can you pick some Xing'er for me?"

Good guy, once I saw the wine offering, the master brought tea and pen, ink, paper and inkstone.How faceless is your grandson of the general of the Zhenguo Mansion, he came here for free, and now he still wants for free.

No one dared to say this, so Ma Cheng immediately ordered someone to beat Xing'er.Just forget what Fu Xiaoyu said before, the apricot tree in the courtyard is full of fruit and it is beautiful to look at.

Carrying a basket of apricots and a basket of ducklings into the carriage, Wen Le sat on the couch eating apricots, wondering if Fu Xiaoyu had seen him pluck his favorite flowers.

After looking for 1 reasons, they all found that Fu Xiaoyu's night vision was not good enough, and they couldn't deny that Fu Xiaoyu must have seen the withered flower.

Why not scold him.

At least say a few words.

Wen Le ate the sweet and sour Xing'er with her head buried in her knees.

The armband on the arm is designed neatly and beautifully, even in a dark place, it can reflect the dazzling brilliance because of the small light.Wen Le's heart was pounding, and he didn't dare to lift his head with his apricot core in his mouth.

The roots of the ears were as red as overripe tomatoes.

It was rare for Fu Xiaoyu, who had finished teaching a group of little radish heads in the Imperial College, to not stay in class, squatting to watch them memorize essays in pain, and when the bell rang, he immediately packed up his things and left, as if a dog was chasing after him.

Fu Xiaoyu was a little restless, sitting on the carriage, and shouted: "Ma Cheng!"

The servant outside came back: "Young master, Mr. Ma has been left in another courtyard by you, please give me instructions if you have something to do."

Only then did Fu Xiaoyu realize that Ma Cheng was not there, so she closed her eyes and concentrated without saying anything.

Back in the side courtyard, Fu Xiaoyu didn't wait for the boy to bring the footstool, she lifted the curtain of the carriage and jumped down. When she looked up, she saw Ma Cheng with a wry smile, the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

Good things and bad things will always happen, but no matter which one comes, it is more enjoyable than hanging in midair not knowing whether it is good or bad.

He couldn't keep that person, Fu Xiaoyu knew better than anyone else.

Ma Cheng consciously followed Fu Xiaoyu, and told what Wen Le had done after he left. When he heard him pointing at Xing'er in the courtyard and asking if he could take it back, Fu Xiaoyu showed the first trace of today. smile.

Ma Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, he never thought that this Major General Wen would be able to give a favor to the people in their courtyard before he left.If it weren't for Fu Xiaoyu's temper, those who didn't serve well in the courtyard today would have to go down and get punished.

"How many trees are there in our yard?"

Ma Cheng thought for a while and returned the number.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at the apricot trees in the yard that had been beaten without fruit, and said, "They're all cut down. Plant apricot trees that can bear fruit."

Ma Cheng lowered his head and said, "Yes, master."

For no reason, her grandson Xiumu also didn't come home, so Fu Xiaoyu thought of a way for Wenle, saying that he would go to another palace with Zhou Chong to play.

It just so happened that the ladies in the palace were going to the other palace to pray for the Mid-Autumn Festival recently. There were many people who went there and many princes with them.Zhou Chong had always been transparent, and not many people would ask whether the Ninth Prince was there or not for a while.

The old lady was relieved, but she was also worried that his grandson was really annoying, so she finally breathed a sigh of relief when the grandson came back and looked him up and down several times.

Zilin prepared some desserts for him as usual, and smelling the apricot smell on his body, she smiled and said to the old lady: "The old lady is still worried that our young master will not be able to eat well or wear warm outside, look at this, I don’t know After eating a lot of apricots, I came back with a sweet and sour smell on my body."

The old lady wrinkled her nose and sniffed, it was true.

Wen Le complained incessantly, took the pastry from Zi Lin's hand and went back to her own yard, afraid of saying too much and making mistakes, and the old lady would see something wrong.

Back in the house, Wen Le took off his clothes, and Si Zhu was waiting on him, and suddenly he saw the wound on Wen Le's arm, and said in a trembling voice, "Young master, young master!"

Wen Le didn't want to tell him more about those things in the palace, but said that he was making people feel bad, and he was afraid that the old lady would find out that she had gone out to hide for a few days.

Si Zhu clenched her teeth, looked at the wound wrapped in gauze, and said angrily: "Which unlucky bastard with no eyes, dares to smear on the young master's head!"

Bunle waved his hand, telling him not to say more.He was sitting on the couch, sweating all over because of the bumpy road and the old lady's questioning.

The armband inlaid on the white riding suit was sewn on, Wen Le touched the gem on it, pursed his lips and removed the thread, removed the armband, and said, "Can you help me find one for the riding suit?" Burn it when you are human."

"Burn?"

This is a Persian product that the young master sent back from outside the Great Wall, it is very precious.

Wen Le nodded, leaned on the bed, and said: "Although there are all cronies in the yard, there are inevitably many people with mixed opinions. If this kind of news can be spread as little as possible, don't let people organize our Zhen Guofu."

Although Sizhu didn't know why, but since he was a child, he followed Wenle's words, nodded immediately, and folded the hole inside, and the surface looked like ordinary clothes.I plan to wait for everyone to rest at night, and then take it out to a place far away and burn it.

Autumn hunting is a fixed event that the emperor uses to reward his courtiers every year. No matter how much you fight or how little you fight, there will be corresponding rewards.The little courtier who has no sense of presence on weekdays also practiced riding and shooting hard, thinking that he would be familiar in front of the emperor, so that he might have something to do in the future.

Zhou Chong's companion took leave of absence, Zhou Chong didn't let too many people know about it.In class, when the third prince came to find fault, and asked where did your companion go, Zhou Chong would smile and answer that he was kicked by the dog and hurt his leg, so he was resting at home.

The third prince was very angry, but he didn't dare to make a move.

Zhou Chong didn't realize that there are many things he can use until Wen Le defended him this time.

The emperor wanted to praise and kill him, so he often coaxed him in front of all his courtiers, gave him the best palace to live in, and gave him the best servants to order.Zhou Chong was worried and afraid, afraid that this honor would be gone sometime, instead he would not go down as the emperor expected, and he had lived tremblingly until now with a cowardly mentality.

Since the emperor wants to praise and kill, the first thing to do is to distinguish him from other princes.He was the posthumous son of the former emperor, and logically he was the emperor's nephew.No one in the court knew about this matter, but no one dared to discuss it.

The emperor wants benevolence, and he wants to raise Zhou Chong as his own son. As long as Zhou Chong doesn't rebel, he won't do anything to him if he cares about his reputation.

Zhou Chong understood this truth belatedly.

In class, the third prince saw that Zhou Chong remained silent as before, so he lowered his voice and whispered something in the other's ear.

Zhou Chong turned his head to look at him, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and punched the third prince in the face.

Zhou Chong, who usually doesn't cause trouble, hit someone? !

Zhou Chong and the third prince scuffled into a ball.You kicked me, I punched you, Zhou Chong's hairband was ripped off.

The third prince's companion and many allies wanted to step forward to help. Zhou Chong was kicked straight by the third prince, and he bit him hard on the back of the waist, then looked up at the group of people who wanted to help. With bloodshot eyes, he said: "My fight with the third brother is just a child's ignorance. If you move, dare to touch me for the third brother, don't blame me for accusing you of forming a clique for personal gain."

The people surrounded by the third prince actually frightened that idiot Zhou Chong so much that he didn't dare to move around. He was stunned to watch the third prince and Zhou Chong fight for a long time, with scratches on each other's faces, torn clothes, and hairbands. It's broken, she doesn't look like a prince at all.

When the emperor came, he kicked over the table angrily.The third prince held back his tears and was about to speak when Zhou Chong, who had messy hair beside him, knelt and walked up to the emperor, grabbed the emperor's thigh and shouted, "Father!"

The emperor was startled.

His nephew is notoriously quiet and doesn't like to cause trouble. Is this the case today?

Zhou Chong secretly twisted his thighs fiercely, tears dripping down, as if he didn't want money, watching the emperor crying, he said: "You have to make the decision for my son!"