major general

The smell of pen and ink was very strong. On the high platform, Emperor Wen held the pen and stared at the scroll angrily.

When he first went to Guozijian when he was a child, Emperor Wu didn't like to study, so he used a brush to draw tigers on rice paper every day.The master is strict, and after being discovered, he can only let Jiang Yu take the blame.Poor Jiang Yu is extremely intelligent and has never provoked his master, but he has to be punished for Emperor Wu.

The ruler was in the palm of his hand, and Emperor Wen felt pain when he looked at it, and he always hid back.But Jiang Yu didn't show any expression at all, facing the red and swollen palms directly, bowing his waist to salute after being beaten, thanking Master for teaching, sticking his hot face to his cold ass.

Emperor Wu had always been rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so he didn't know how painful it was to slap his palm, so he still asked Jiang Yu to go with him to the training ground to shoot arrows and ride horses.Emperor Wen secretly saw Jiang Yu applying the medicine by himself, and saw that the red and swollen palms were crystal clear, as if they had blisters.He pierced it with a needle, squeezed out the pus, and then bandaged it, as if he was bandaging someone else, and he couldn't feel the pain.

Emperor Wen was afraid of pain, so he had to study and practice calligraphy obediently.

Thinking of the past, Emperor Wen suddenly closed his eyes and covered his head in pain.

Xiaoliu was frightened by Emperor Wen's anger and dared not speak to him.With a childish nature, he just hid at Ruohua's place, sobbing and choking, not daring to look up.

Fu Xiaoyu walked up to the person, patted Xiaoliu on the head, and said, "Don't cry, Your Highness, do you want dessert?"

When mentioning dessert, Xiao Shiliu remembered that he hadn't eaten anything he had brought, and wiped away the tears on his face pitifully, took out yokan from his small cloth pocket, and said, "I have it myself!"

The yokan is frozen soup, and it won't go bad if kept in this season. Xiaoliu loves sweets and meat, and the food in his pocket has never run out.

Xiaoliu sized up Emperor Wen cautiously while eating, and said in a low voice, "Master, is Emperor Father angry?"

Fu Xiaoyu lifted the hem of her clothes, sat next to her, and said, "It's human nature to be angry, won't His Highness be angry?"

"Yes! When Shiwu pulled my braid, I was very angry." Xiaoliu said, seeing Fu Xiaoyu sitting beside him, he broke his little hand, divided the yokan into two halves, handed him half, and said , "Is Shan Rong really smart?"

Fu Xiaoyu paused slightly, and said, "What's the matter? Your Highness wants to marry and go to the prison?"

Little Sixteen sighed, and said, "Isn't it all like this? Didn't Elder Twelve marry in Persia too?"

Speaking of Zhou Twelve, Xiao Shiliu felt a little frustrated, and raised her hand to show Fu Xiaoyu the gold chain on her wrist, with various gemstones hanging on it.

"Sister Twelve sent me a birthday gift, but it's been half a year since my birthday."

There is a difference between men and women, Fu Xiaoyu looked at the drooping head, did not reach out to comfort her, just glanced at her, and said: "I will look at the face, your highness has clear eyebrows and rosy lips, it is an auspicious sign, and you will never marry her." distance."

Xiao Shiliu looked up at him, and said, "Master, can you still read faces?"

"The minister is in the position of sacrificial wine, and often chats with stargazers, and it will be easy to talk."

"I don't believe it." Little Sixteen pursed his lips, "If you can really figure it out, can it be calculated that your father asked you to marry a man?"

Ruo Hua raised her head with some unease and glanced at Fu Jijiu, who was said to be a gentleman who would avenge her revenge on the spot, and quietly tugged Xiao Shiliu's sleeve with her hand.

Fu Xiaoyu was not angry, and said with a smile: "I'm different. The relationship between the minister and the major general is stronger than that of gold. In order not to treat this relationship badly, I asked the emperor to marry me and get a good name."

Xiao Shiliu blinked his eyes and said, "You really have a stronger relationship with the major general? Is it because of helplessness?"

If it was normal, Fu Xiaoyu would speak a bunch of nonsense to prove it. Seeing Xiao Shiliu's clear eyes, he couldn't say any gorgeous words, and finally just nodded.

"Yes, I adore him more than anything else."

Yang Qing has already married a wife and had children, and Wen Le has never paid a visit to Zhen Guo Mansion because of his scruples about his status.It's rare to go to the door once, and I still have to do some big things.

After climbing over the courtyard wall, the moment Wenle stepped on the ground, the woman in front of her was startled.

The woman tied up her sleeves with cloth tape and hung the clothes to dry in the yard.The little boy next to him was running around like a little kite with a rattle in his hand.

Wen Le glanced at the woman awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Yang smiled and said, "Young General, I have long admired you."

After entering the room, Xiaowa sat on the edge of the table leg, looking up at the uncle who entered the room.

Wen Le didn't dare to move, she didn't know where to put her eyes, she also stared at the little baby, and said, "How old are you?"

Xiaowa couldn't speak clearly, he hesitated for a long time, and Wen Le didn't understand.

Yang changed into a suit of clothes and came out, holding a pot of hot tea in his hand, and said, "Guan'er is two years old, just learning to speak. Please use tea."

Wen Le quickly took it, the freshly boiled water made him grin his teeth, amused the little baby.

The three of them just sat there without embarrassment, Wen Le was never familiar with contacting his daughter's family, the last one who made him so at a loss was Princess Yi'an Yan Zhen.

Ordinary women often live in the boudoir and never go out.As for the Yang family in front of him, Wen Le knew about it, since he and Yang Qing had been to various places with the army.Many people in the barracks admired her, and women would never give up to men.

Seeing that Wen Le was still silent, Mrs. Yang laughed and said, "Husband often talks to me about the days in the prison over there. I wonder how my adoptive father is?"

The adoptive father is the cook who raised Yang Qing. Wen Le just came back from the border, so he knew it, and replied: "It's good, I miss Yang Qing, and I always joke that he is not filial. Send a pot or two back."

Yang shook her head helplessly, and said: "The adoptive father is not in good health, and he can't drink too much alcohol. It's a pity that he doesn't want to leave the border, otherwise my husband would have..."

When the words came to her lips, Yang didn't finish speaking, she smiled and hugged Guan'er, and said: "I heard from my husband that the major general also has an adopted son?"

"The adopted son has already been included in the family tree." Wen Le said, thinking of Jin Yun's appearance, said, "The child is very thoughtful, thinking about the suffering of the Jin family, but he can't bear to make the old lady unhappy. I will make the decision and only do it for him." Added Wen's surname, after he reaches the crown, go to Xuzhou to find out if there are any relatives, and get the characters for him."

Yang sighed and said, "The young general is kind."

"Being a parent, that's how it was at the time." Hearing Yang's chuckle, Wen Le was puzzled, scratched his head, and asked, "Am I wrong?"

Yang waved her hand and said: "No, it's just that my husband only talked about the past, I always thought that the young general was still the troublesome little bully he said, but I didn't expect that the first time we met, I actually chatted with the young general. These household chores."

"In the inner courtyard of the house, things that need to be solved by someone are not trivial matters." Wen Le said.

Yang looked at Wen Le with some surprise, and curled his lips thinking, Yang Qing talked to himself about the Major General every day, seeing him today, his reputation is well-deserved.

In the afternoon, Yang Qing came back late.

When Wen Le saw him, he apologized, and said: "I have a special status, I can't hang out often, so I have to go to the inner courtyard to rest, brother, don't blame me."

He was so direct and clear, and in front of Yang's face, he spoke very clearly, which made Yang Qing laugh and wink at his wife.

I'm not mistaken, this major general is the first to observe the etiquette.

After finishing speaking, Wen Le and Yang Qing sat in the inner room to discuss, saying: "The situation in the palace is not stable, one day's delay is one day's danger. I have already gone to the place where the second prince is, Jin Wuwei Although it is in his hands, he is unwilling to be charged with taking the throne and leave everything to His Highness the Ninth Prince."

Yang Qing widened his eyes and said, "Is he so confused?"

"That's not true. The royal family is most concerned about reputation. He has no interest in winning the throne. He is still involved in this muddy water. It is nothing more than the fact that his father-son relationship with Jinshang has not disappeared. He has nothing to do with His Highness Ninth Prince. I don’t want to participate in the process of His Royal Highness’s seizure of the throne. However, the second prince said that the Jinwu Guard can maintain stability, and with him as a guarantee, at least Jinlin will not be in chaos, and try to put the matter in the previous court and end it quickly.”

Yang Qing frowned and asked, "Does the Major General have a plan?"

The two were discussing, when Mrs. Yang heard a knock on the door, she opened the door and saw a boy, and said, "Hi Ma'am, I am Zhang Wuyu, adopted son of Zhang Lie, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. He heard the news from today's court, saying that the Qinzheng Hall will be reopened tomorrow, and the court will start to entertain all the officials. There is a fear that something big will happen, so he must be careful."

After speaking, the man ran away, wearing all the clothes of a servant, and disappeared in the crowd after a while, just like the fish that entered the water.

Yang knew that the news was urgent, otherwise, with the cautious nature of the Minister of Rites, he would not have found such an urgent way to deliver the news.She hastily closed the door, put down the big lock, lifted her skirt and ran into the house, telling the two people in the house what Wu Yu said.

"Reopen Qinzheng Hall?" Yang Qing was stunned, "Is this news from the emperor or from the crown prince?"

Wen Le frowned, and said, "I'll go to the palace again today, I'm afraid Zhou Zhang will soon get the letter of abdication."

There were twice as many guards outside the Hall of Eternal Life, shoulder to shoulder, as if they were afraid that the people inside would run away.

Inside, Emperor Wen had already written the abdication, and sat on a high place with his eyebrows frowned, holding his pen tightly.

Zhou Zhang stood in the distance, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, coughed softly, and his complexion was not very good.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at it and was secretly amazed, what was wrong with the Zhou family this time, since they were only one step away from getting the throne, why did they still have such a dignified expression.

Zhou Zhang walked in step by step, and seeing Emperor Wen staring at him, he actually smiled and said, "Why does the emperor stare at my son like this?"

Emperor Wen scolded lightly, and said, "I just don't know that the person who is with me every day is so ambitious."

Zhou Zhang didn't answer, he lifted up his clothes and sat on a chair beside him, saying, "Father, do you know when this son-in-law got such rebellious thoughts?"

"when."

"When you move out of the palace."

Zhou Zhang seemed to be lost in memory, and said slowly: "Mother wants my son to work hard. My son spends day and night in the study and never goes out for half a step. Mother is a lady of everyone, and she has been a queen of learning since she was a child." The way to do this is to keep your son gentle, smiling, and keep in touch with the officials. Ordinary children play with small wooden horses, while your son plays sand table. Does the emperor know how many steps there are in the palace? There are 230, each time I made a mistake, and my mother asked me to climb the stairs on my knees. I had to teach him a lesson, so that I would remember not to do it again. So many people, servants, maids, and nurses, kept their eyes on each other. He thinks their eyes are too heavy, making Erchen unable to kneel up straight due to the pressure.

"Father succeeded to the throne, and my son changed from a prince to a prince. It seemed that everyone changed overnight. It turns out that there are so few steps in the East Palace, so few that my son kneels down, it is not a punishment from my mother." At that moment, I was thinking, it would be great if this imperial palace could also be my son's. The first thing I did was to level those steps, step by step."

Zhou Zhang said, looked at the high position, and asked, "Father, what do you think?"

The author says:

Little Sixteen: I don’t read much, so don’t lie to me.

Fu can chase handsome guys, can teach, can hammer Japanese pirates with fire sticks, and can tell fortunes. Bulling

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