major general

Separation is something you get used to.

The battle at the border was not in a hurry, Wen Le and Fu Xiaoyu rode the same horse all the way to the outside of the city.

The people seeing off didn't know the inside story, they only knew that there was another war at the border, and the major general of Zhen Guo Mansion was going to that distant border again to guard the Southern Dynasty and Jinlin.

"I know the abilities of Zujun and brother. It will be a matter of time before the battle report is sent back, but support is optional." Wen Le took the rope and said, "A hundred thousand soldiers and horses will follow me to the border. I'm afraid Lin will change."

Fu Xiaoyu nodded, he naturally knew that Sheng Xia had already told him about the changes in the palace.

Wen Le took out a jade pendant from his pocket, it looked like a snake holding its tail, the snake's head was biting the tail, it didn't look decent, but it had a little evil spirit.

"I brought you to meet Yang Qing. I'll give you this jade pendant. It can mobilize the city's defenders to resist urgent needs."

Fu Xiaoyu took the jade pendant, put it away, hugged Wen Le's waist, and asked: "But you gave me all the ways to save lives?"

Wenle didn't deny it.

When returning to Jinlin after becoming a centurion, Bunle had already made plans.He had two snake tail jade pendants in his hand, one was given to Zhou Chong for him to take care of the Wen Family Army on the South Bank, and the other was meant to be given to himself. go.Now that this jade pendant is handed over to Fu Xiaoyu, it is to give him the last way to save his life.

Fu Xiaoyu sighed, scratched Wenle's waist, and said, "I'm going to be separated from you again..."

There were soldiers behind him, and Wen Le clamped the horse's belly, forcing Da Mao Mao to rush forward for a stick of incense time.

Finally, there was no one to follow, Wen Le and Fu Xiaoyu dismounted and kissed in the dense grass.

The dew is heavy in autumn, and the hem of the clothes is wet with dew.Big Maomao grazed with his head down and snorted loudly.

Wen Le caressed Fu Xiaoyu's cheek, and kissed his lips recklessly, as if to bite off a piece of his lip.The tongues/tips are intertwined, and the messy breathing in each other's mouths can be heard clearly.

Fu Xiaoyu put her forehead against Wen Le's and said in a hoarse voice, "This is the last time, and from then on, we will never be separated again."

Wen Le's smile was also a bit bitter, and he pulled himself together and agreed: "Well, from now on, we will never be separated again."

The soldiers and horses left, and Fu Xiaoyu stood in the grass, watching Wen Le's back gradually disappear, and even the last bit of dust returned to silence.

"master."

Fu Xiaoyu came back to her senses, lifted her clothes and got into the carriage, saying, "Go back to Jinlin."

Ma Cheng agreed, and slapped the horse's buttocks with a long whip, and the carriage quickly drove back, running in the opposite direction of Wen Le who was going away.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

The small house bought a little charcoal, all of which were used by the master, and the servants could not use it, so they could only stomp their feet in the face of the increasingly cold air.

The servants chattered and whispered, and the nurse squatted on the ground, piled the firewood he had picked up in the middle, and said: "If I were the master, I would already eat and drink with the nobleman, why bother to suffer so much?" some crimes."

An extremely coquettishly dressed little girl combed her hair, her nose was red and she was stubbornly wearing a single dress, showing her narrow waist, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Our master is going to marry a wife! "

"I wouldn't marry someone like you if I marry a wife!" The guard looked at the little girl and said, "You dress like this every day, so you can see that our master has glanced at you? The master is the number one scholar, hand-picked The number one scholar, can you, a lowly slave, climb up to it?"

The little girl's mouth was also poisonous, she snorted softly and looked at the nursing home, and said, "So what, even if I marry the master and become a house warmer, it will be my blessing."

The nurse looked at her coldly, shook his head and poured some more dry firewood into the aluminum basin.

The old nanny on the side rubbed her callused fingers and said, "So what if you follow a nobleman, after all, you are clinging to others."

"Others can't cling to you if they want to. Think about it, our master Ziyue Feng is talented." The guard lowered his voice and said, "Last time when the nobleman came, Mr. Zhong asked someone to bring box after box. Things, I see, gold, silver, jewellery, calligraphy, calligraphy, everything you expect to find! Just take any one, it is enough for us common people to live a good life for a while."

The old mother frowned slightly, as if a little dissatisfied, and said: "All those things have been returned, don't mention this in the future."

Nuyuan rubbed his stubble-covered chin and muttered, "It's a pity about that pile of things."

Just as he was talking, the door outside opened, Zhong Xin stepped in, and glanced at the servants who were discussing the affairs of the master's family.

"Where is Master Yuan?"

The old mother hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and said, "Returning to your lord, your lord Yuan has gone to Dali Temple."

"Dali Temple? His body—" Zhong Xin pressed the words on his lips again, and said, "Master Yuan is staying elsewhere these few days. You take a personal servant to pack Master Yuan's things and follow me Walk."

Fugui who was standing outside the door immediately ran to Yuan Qing's bedroom and tidied up his clothes.

When Zhong Xin saw Fugui, he sized him up and said, "Are you serving?"

Fugui was terrified in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface, and he promised obediently while holding that little burden.

Following Zhong Xin to a different courtyard, Fugui has been living with Ren Yazi since he could remember. When he was a child, his skin was very yellow and he looked like a chicken. No one would buy him.After growing up a bit, I could see the appearance, and it happened to be bought by Yuan Qing's housekeeper.

He has never been out, and has been serving in the inner house all the time, thinking that Yuan Mansion is a huge, huge courtyard.

Who knows what real wealth is when you come to this other courtyard.

The stone lion at the door is made lifelike, and the gold beads in its mouth are made of real gold, which looks very bright.

When Fugui saw the guard, the man glanced at him, so he didn't dare to look around, and followed Zhong Xin closely with a small bundle in his arms.

Four or five doctors came in and out, Fu Gui took a look, and heard the voice of the young master from inside.

"I said I'm dead! Do you have to humiliate me like this?"

Restraining his strength, the soothing voice said, "Be obedient, just apply the medicine."

Zhong Xin stepped forward without looking sideways, and said, "Your Highness, Mr. Yuan's personal servant is here."

The room was quiet for a while, Fugui was shivering from the cold, and couldn't help stamping his feet.

"Come in."

Different from the outside, this room is not as expensive as others, but it is very elegant.All kinds of calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall, and the door plaque reads: Changle.

Fugui only knew the word "le", after a closer look, he went inside with his bag.

Maybe it's because my master has lived here for too long, even the room is stained with the fragrance of orchids, which smells very elegant.

"Rich?"

Hearing the young master's voice, Fugui hurried forward, seeing his pale face, couldn't hold back his tears, and shouted: "Young master."

Yuan Qing was supposed to be going to Dali Temple today, but she didn't feel well yet, so she fainted there and was carried back by Prince Zhou Zhang.Fearing that the people in his mansion would not be considerate in serving him, he even asked Zhong Xin to go to Yuan's mansion to bring his usual servants to serve him.

Zhong Xin didn't understand what His Highness was thinking, but he just thought of Zhou Luan and Zhou Chong's infatuated temperament, and panicked for no reason.

Zhou Zhang pushed open the door, closed it, and said, "Ask someone to prepare something to eat."

He talked all the way to the study, Zhong Xin was afraid that he would not finish his orders, so he followed closely.

The study is a bit messy, Zhou Zhang is like his father, he has a distrustful character, and outsiders are never allowed to enter or leave the study.

Yuan Qing recovered slowly, but she was unwilling to ask the doctor to apply the medicine. In the end, she couldn't hold back, so Zhou Zhang had to do it herself.Thinking that he has lived for so many years, a person who has never twisted a veil by himself has rubbed the medicine for him.

Zhou Zhang poured a cup of hot tea and watched the taut tea leaves slowly unrolling in the hot water. Thinking of the white body and legs for no reason, he couldn't help closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

The looming fragrance of orchids seemed to still linger at the tip of his nose.

"Your Highness?"

Zhou Zhang came back to his senses, half-opened his eyes, and said, "How is Father?"

Speaking of business, Zhong Xin lowered his voice and said, "I'm sick in my upper body, it's said to be tuberculosis. This life has been hanging for half a year, and it's the end of my strength."

Zhou Zhang nodded and continued, "How much time is left?"

"But January."

January.

As long as he survives this month, he will be a justifiable emperor of the Southern Dynasty.

Zhong Xin recalled the matter of the Major General in Zhen Guo Mansion, and frowned and said, "Your Highness, there is one more thing. Zhen Guo Mansion already holds [-]% of the military power, a part of the South Bank, and a part of the Border Pass. Now an order has been issued for the Major General to lead the soldiers to support At the border, almost half of Jinlin's soldiers were cut off. The Major General has always been Zhou Chong's influence. If they are not angry after succeeding to the throne, they will directly..."

Zhou Zhang waved his hand and said, "You don't understand Zhen Guofu. If Gu could really wait until his father died of illness to succeed directly, Zhen Guofu would not be Zhou Chong's power. They only loyal to the Southern Dynasty and the emperor."

"Coffee?"

"Wen Le?" Zhou Zhang chuckled, and said, "It's his father and his ancestor who have the military power, or his elder brother at worst. What does it have to do with him? No matter how close his relationship with Zhou Chong is, I can't believe it." For him, the Zhen Guofu will break the stable situation that has been settled once again."

Neither of them had actually been to the barracks, nor had they met the legendary Zhen Guo General, so they could only guess at their thoughts from the perspective of literati.

Zhong Xin, who always followed Zhou Zhang's lead, felt a lot more at ease after getting a definite answer.

In the yard, Fugui carefully waited for his young master to take a bath and put him on the bed.

Yuan Qing's complexion was still not good, and he heard the servant girl outside bringing plate after plate of dishes to the table, obviously he was the only one eating, but there were nine plates full of food. good.

Fu Gui's stomach was also growling loudly, and he brought Yuan Qing a bowl of sliced ​​oyster mushroom soup, blew it cold and fed it to him, saying: "Master, everything is as important as your own body, you need to take a good rest."

The meat slices were coated with flour and burnt, and it was smooth to eat, with a strong meaty aroma.

Yuan Qing actually ate a bowl of rice listening to Fu Gui's babble.

Fugui knew his rules, so he looked at the people in the house and said, "My young master doesn't like people to serve him close to him, so I invite my brothers and sisters to rest outside the courtyard."

The boys and girls looked at each other, and finally listened to Fugui's words, cleaned up the table, and retreated out of the yard with him.

Yuan Qing buried her head in the quilt and coughed a few times suppressed.

He propped himself up to get the burden brought by wealth, and changed the close-fitting obscene clothes into the one in the burden, and then lay on the bed exhausted, panting heavily.

The originally light orchid fragrance became rich again, covering the entire quilt.

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