major general

The lights were brightly lit, and Fu Xiaoyu sat on the deck all night.

Sizhu was also by the side, adding some tea for him from time to time.

The whole ship knew that Wen Le was leaving, except for Fu Xiaoyu, they were all afraid.In the previous obedient scripts, it was said that Hades lost his temper, and the little ghost underneath was beaten into a bunch of will-o'-the-wisps and disappeared into the Hades.

Who can know if this Fu Xiaoyu has the temperament of the King of Hades?

Wen Le walked for several days, the days at sea were long and short.It's so long that you have to check where the sun is every once in a while, and it's so short that you can see dozens of sea ships returning with full load in just a blink of an eye.

"Look, is that our ship?"

The soldiers shouted, and someone took a telescope and looked at it, saying: "Really! The major general is back!"

More than 40 sea-going ships came back mightily, more dazzling than the Milky Way that day.

Fu Xiaoyu covered the sun with her fan, and from a distance, she saw the person standing on the mast and waving at him foolishly. If it wasn't the charming Wen Le, who else could it be?

Knowing that Fu Xiaoyu was left behind again this time, Wen Le was also a little scared, seeing that he was approaching, she used lightness kung fu to go forward, flew to the mast of the sea ship, swayed in a circle, and came to Fu Xiaoyu with her hands behind her back.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at his hands behind his back and said, "What's hiding behind?"

Wen Le smiled foolishly, and took out the object to have a look.

It was an abalone shell the size of an adult's palm. The abalone had been grilled over charcoal fire long ago and entered Bunle's belly.The shell shone beautifully with a silver light. On the way back, Wen Le took a small scorpion and polished the shell clean.

Fu Xiaoyu took it, raising one eyebrow.

Also, the son of the Fu family, I have never seen anything useful and fun.

Wen Le felt bald in his heart, and saw Fu Xiaoyu approaching suddenly, his back was held up with his hand, and Fu Xiaoyu kissed him as soon as he raised his head, and he couldn't dodge.

A kiss with the salty bitterness of the sea.

Wen Le embraced Fu Xiaoyu's neck, pinched his chin, and kissed the stubble at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't you bother me?"

"What annoys you, that you care too much about my safety?"

The two were talking as if no one was there, only a sharp whistle was heard.

With his hand still on his lips, Ma Cheng shouted loudly: "One more!"

The soldiers' hearts, which had been tense for several nights, loosened up, and they roared at the two of them like soldiers.

Wen Le patted Fu Xiaoyu's waist, stepped forward on the mast, kicked the booing Ma Cheng into the sea in front of everyone, and cursed: "Erpilian, it's my turn to make out with my wife! You talk too much!"

There was constant laughter, and the soldiers also jumped into the sea one by one, and pressed their horses into the water, saying that if the mermaid with a human body and fish tail cannot be found in the sea today, he will not be allowed to go aboard.

After a whole afternoon of fuss, Ma Cheng lost his strength, took a deep breath and allowed himself to float in the sea.

One end of the rope was thrown from above, Ma Cheng opened his eyes and saw Si Zhu holding the other end, and said, "What's the matter? Do you really want to find that shark in the sea?"

Ride the wind and waves and return before the hurricane.

The storm came silently, and the black clouds rolled in the sky, which was very scary to watch.

When Wen Le and Fu Xiaoyu got off the boat, they heard a muffled thunder, and Wen Le shrank his neck in fright, just like that puppy, extremely cute.

After fighting for such a long time, Bunle was also very tired, and there were many small wounds on his body, which could not be bandaged.

Fu Xiaoyu had no choice but to take a bath for him, let him lie naked on the bed, took a medicine box by herself, and slowly applied the medicine for him.

There was a strong wind outside, as if the gods were angry.

The flowers and plants that the old lady cared about were taken into the yard by the servants early. The yard, which is usually full of fragrance of flowers and plants, is now empty, only some weeds are still standing upright.

Someone knocked on the door outside, Fu Xiaoyu closed the tent, got up and opened the door.

Quan Qiao and Wen Changzheng stood outside the door, holding an umbrella, and their clothes were wet from the wind-blown rain.

"Father, mother, please come in."

There was a picture of beauties drawn on the wooden screen, Quan Qiao looked at it carefully for a while, and asked, "Is Lele asleep?"

"Well, I haven't rested before Ansheng, and I fell asleep when I came back, my hair was still wet." Fu Xiaoyu said, cooked tea with her own hands, and put it in Wen Changzheng's hand.

Quan Qiao walked to the table, smiled in surprise, and said, "Kudingcha?"

Fu Xiaoyu nodded, and said: "I heard that there is a tea house in the south, which has its own unique way of killing greens. The Kuding tea it produces is bitter and has a long aftertaste. Last time, my mother said that I don't like drinking sweet ones now. When the family caravan was doing business, I asked them to inquire about it, and finally bought the Kuding tea fried by the shopkeeper himself. Does your mother like it?"

Quan Qiao smiled and said: "You are so caring, even plain water, I like it too."

The two talked very harmoniously. Wen Changzheng looked at Quan Qiao and then at Fu Xiaoyu, took a sip of Kuding tea, and couldn't help but wrinkled his face.

What a fucking pain.

Wen Changzheng ate two pieces of pine nut candy in succession, and said: "Father's knee is bad, and mother also likes the weather on the south bank. I discussed it with Qiao'er, and then I will send my father and mother to Luzhou and Xuzhou. Fan. What are you and Lele planning?"

Wen Yue is far away in the sky, the border gate cannot be separated from him, and neither can he.

But the rest of the family, Mrs. Zu Jun, and parents are all on the South Bank, so it stands to reason that Wen Le should also stay here.

But after all, Fu Xiaoyu was a second-rank official in the Southern Dynasty, and the Imperial Academy couldn't work without him.He wanted to bask in the sun and read books every day on the south bank, so Zhou Chong had to be willing to let him go.

Are we going to separate again?

Before Fu Xiaoyu could speak, someone from inside the screen spoke up, saying, "Bulin and I will return to Jinlin after the hurricane is over."

The sound of dressing was very low, and Wen Le came out of the back room after he was wrapped inside and out. He felt that the water in the teapot was too hot to quench his thirst, so he took a sip from Fu Xiaoyu's teacup, and then wrinkled A face, exactly the same as Wen Changzheng.

What a fucking pain.

Wen Changzheng raised his eyebrows, threw the remaining pine nut candy to Wen Le, and said, "Have you thought it through?"

Wen Le's mouth was full, and he said: "Think clearly. I left home since I was a child and lived with Zu Jun. My brother took care of me, and the generals were willing to take me to play. It's a pity that I haven't enjoyed it for too long. I got back to Jinlin, a land that eats people and doesn't spit out their bones. My family is rich, and I haven't suffered any serious crimes, but I haven't lived in peace for a while. I know how hard this kind of life is... now I don't feel good , I can't let him suffer like this again."

As Wen Le said, seeing Fu Xiaoyu staring at her deeply, she reached out and took his hand.

The opponent's hands also have calluses, unlike my own where the tiger's mouth is, but on the fingertips, which are the calluses left by holding the pen and playing the piano for a long time.

The child prodigy Fu Xiaoyu is worthy of great use.Emperor Wen was mediocre, but Zhou Chong was a sage who surpassed each other. His ambition should be realized.

During the hottest moment, Wen Le and Fu Xiaoyu went back to Jinlin together, bringing Jinlin's [-] soldiers and horses with them.

Zhou Chong did not doubt that it was because of his friendship with Wen Le.Wen Le did not let Zhou Chong suspect, because he had a friendship with him.

You come and go in love, and you must always think about each other, so that it can last.

It is rare for Jinlin to be so lively. Wen Le rode on a big maomao and looked up to the sky. Many Kongming lanterns were flying, glowing red, more dazzling than the bright stars.

Soldiers and horses were arranged, Fu Xiaoyu returned to the palace to report on his duties, Wen Le tied Da Mao Mao to a tree, and walked around empty-handed.

"The one surnamed Yue is throwing the pot again? It's been a whole morning and he hasn't made it, and he still accepts his fate?"

"If you want me to say, even the heavens won't allow him to be with that Ruyan girl!"

"I heard that Miss Ruyan's family disagrees. Originally, the person surnamed Yue is a poor scholar. Miss Ruyan is a talented woman who is on good terms with the princess. Is it his turn?"

"Then he has been throwing pots all morning?"

"Girl, his father said that it is fine to ask to marry you. On the Qixi Festival, the feathers are put into the pot. You said that you will choose a good day and auspicious day to get married, and you will be married with the Yue family forever."

"Feather? You can't throw in jade and purses, how can you do it with feathers? Isn't this an obvious bully..."

There were too many people discussing in front, Wen Le poked his head around, but couldn't see anything, so he just flew up to the restaurant, stole a pot of good wine from someone, and watched the man by the moat keep throwing pots.

After casting for a whole morning, the back of the man's shirt was already soaked in sweat, and there were many crowds crowded around him, just waiting to see his jokes.

"Don't vote, you can't make it."

"That is, the words of the matchmaker ordered by the parents. Could it be that no matter how deeply you and Miss Ruyan are in love, can they be stronger than heaven?"

Panting heavily, the man stretched out his hand and rubbed his sore arm, and said in a low voice, "There is still half a day left before the end of Qixi Festival..."

Wen Le rested his cheeks and poured a sip of wine.

The moat is full of floating feathers, and a bunch of purses are scattered around the copper pot inside. I don't know which daughter didn't throw it in, and I will be sad for a long time.

The time waiting for Fu Xiaoyu was really slow, Wenle rarely had any official business, sitting on the top of a tall building, watching the man throwing his feathers tirelessly again and again.

Life is as light as a feather, or as heavy as Mount Tai.

How can an object that doesn't even make a sound fall into the copper pot four or five feet away?

The man was exhausted and gasping for breath.

The people on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Young Master Yue, why don't you just forget about it, it's obvious that you are a donkey."

The man smiled and waved his hands, wiped off the sweat from his brow, and said, "I know Miss Ruyan's father and mother don't like the poverty of my family, and I resigned to my fate if I didn't give it a chance. But doesn't this give me a glimmer of hope? It is a good thing to be able to invest in it. If you can't invest in it, if Miss Ruyan knows that I have tried my best for love in the future, no matter what the situation between me and her is at that time, I will be able to fulfill my love for her. .”

Wen Le's heart moved slightly, remembering that Fu Xiaoyu threw the pot by the moat.

Obviously there is no decision yet, and both sides are still so alienated, so Fu Xiaoyu can say in front of everyone by the moat: "I only hope that there will be a couple in my life."

Did he also have such determination at that time?

"Lele, I'm home." Fu Xiaoyu used a fan to shade her, looked at him and smiled.

Wen Le agreed, took a copper coin from his waist, threw it to the side of the moat, flew down by himself, and hugged Fu Xiaoyu in his arms.

"Entered?! Entered!!!"

"A feather got in? How is that possible? It's a feather!"

"Just now a gust of evil wind blew that feather into the pot!"

"Could it be that the gods appear?"

Fu Xiaoyu looked back and saw the man on the bank of the moat looking at his hands in a daze, so surprised that he couldn't speak, and asked Wen Le: "What did you just do?"

Wen Le took his hand, passed by the people who went to watch the excitement, and said: "I didn't do anything, the heavens took pity on the lovers, and they showed their spirit."

As the sun sets, it is the Qixi Festival.

Lovers get married.

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