major general

The carriage was as quiet as death.

Bun Le rested his cheeks in a daze.They made a lot of noise today, and they didn't hide their voices at all. I don't know how many people will start gossiping tomorrow, and how many people will use their abacus to weigh who is superior between him and Fu Xiaoyu.

Thinking about it, Wen Le caught a glimpse of Zhou Chong.

Uncle Yan was riding his bicycle outside. Zhou Chong bit his handkerchief like a resentful woman and said, "An uneducated little bastard with no fame, the son of the Minister of Rites, etiquette, benevolence, wisdom, and faith are read in the stomach of a dog." Go, shitty..."

Wen Le wanted to laugh, pulled off his badly bitten handkerchief, and said, "I'm not angry at all, why are you angry?"

Zhou Chong was so angry that he said: "I'm angry that you didn't do anything, and you were so slandered. What do they know! As far as I saw, Fu Xiaoyu rushed to find you several times. It's like you're chasing him, who wants to?"

Just listening to him swearing all the way to the foot of the imperial city, Zhou Chong had to rush back to the palace ban, and said, "Why don't you go back with me today?"

Wen Le shook his head and said, "Farewell, I will take a rest tomorrow, and I will return to the palace to bring you fried cakes."

Knowing that he couldn't persuade him, Zhou Chong thought for a while and said, "Although...you don't have to hold back too much. If you really can't, write down your name and I'll clean it up when I find a chance."

Wen Le understood the meaning without saying anything, thanked him, and watched Yan Bo lead Zhou Chong into the palace gate.

This situation in Wenle's family is admired and loved by the common people, but it is not very popular with high-ranking people.The old lady didn't urge him to study or practice martial arts, she just hoped that he would let the person above worry about him less and grow up safely and happily.

Bunle has always understood these principles.

Otherwise, with his previous temper outside the Great Wall, Yin Liu dared to talk about his right and wrong today, and let him tear up that mouth 800 years earlier.

Wen Le held back his anger, took a deep breath, and walked back to General Zhen Guo's mansion without letting Si Zhu pick him up.

There are not many girls in Wenle's yard, they are all boys. The old lady's family education is strict, and she doesn't want to let him be stumbled by the bed curtain.

Sizhu waited for him to wash up, and the whole person got into the bathtub.

Although the environment outside the Great Wall is difficult, Wenle is at least a grandson, so there should be some exceptions.Since I was a child, my father loved me and my mother loved me, and my brother protected me. No one ever arranged this behind my back.

Wenle felt a little aggrieved thinking about it.

The people outside the Great Wall are simple and honest. When he became a centurion, he was worried that someone would point his back at him and scold him, saying that he was relying on his family to cover his position.

As a result, when he returned to the town with the recruit camp, the people were grateful for his return from suppressing the bandits. Gesang flowers were thrown at him everywhere in the restaurant and on the street, and it was very red.

The apparently cold and hard land outside the Great Wall is paved with plump and soft petals.Wen Le walked home lightly, holding the silver gun in his arms, went back to the house and touched the calluses on the palm of his hand, crying so hard.

What he deserves, the love and adoration of those common people, he can afford Wenle.

After returning to Jinlin, the centurion was replaced by a major general, and his grade was improved, but the manpower under his command was interspersed and reorganized into different teams.

Wen Le didn't have the chance to play a sand table with those people, and he couldn't continue to take the silver gun to the streets, and the bullies walked around him.

The silver gun has been sealed in the box, and all his hostility has been put away.My brother said that Le'er was a centurion, and the armor she was wearing was soaked in the blood of her ancestors, which was an honor.

But now Wenle felt that the major general's armor was heavy and heavy, making him unable to breathe.

Just as Yin Liu said, it was an empty title given by the emperor to unplug his power, and it was a reward obtained from the shadow of his ancestors.

Bunle sank his head into the tub, and there was medicine in the water.Living outside the Great Wall since he was a child, his body and bones could no longer bear the cold poison, and every time he took a bath, he had to add sexually hot medicinal materials to the water to relieve the soreness of his bones in winter.

The water was cold, Wen Le shook her wet hair while stepping on the medicine bag, and shouted: "Si Zhu!"

The people who came in held Wenle's hair with handkerchiefs.Bun Le sighed comfortably and said, "The water is a little cold."

"It's cold, don't soak for too long."

Hearing this, Wen Le's eyes widened. Looking back at Fu Xiaoyu who was holding a handkerchief, he suddenly squatted back into the bathtub, curled up into a ball, and said, "You, when did you come in! Where's Sizhu?"

Si Zhu outside the door was dragged out by Ma Cheng covering his mouth, and dragged directly to the outside of the yard.

Si Zhu kicked Ma Cheng and said, "The prodigal son! How dare you mess around in the General's Mansion!"

Ma Cheng didn't cry out when he was kicked straight, he grabbed Si Zhu's waist to prevent him from entering, and said: "We got the old lady's permission to come in, we didn't do anything recklessly."

"The young master is still inside, let go! I want to go in!"

"They don't need you to be a little matchmaker when they are chatting with each other, so why rush to join in?"

Sizhu was so angry that he shouted: "What a young couple! If you talk nonsense again, I will let the guard brother tear your mouth off!"

The two were noisy, and the sound did not reach the ears of the two people in the room at all.

Half of Wen Le's head was almost buried in the water, his eyeballs were rolling around, thinking how he could get out before he could figure it out.

Fu Xiaoyu stretched out her long hand, pulled up his fast-drying long hair, and said, "I only came in after notifying the old lady, don't worry, I'm not 'deviant' to this extent."

Wen Le's underwater hands covered the key points, wondering if the water was so hot that it made him extremely hot.

Fu Xiaoyu fumbled to find Wenle's closet just like she had arrived at her own home, took some clothes she liked, hung them on the screen, and said, "You change your clothes first, Che'er said thank you for combing her hair last time, specially Find the master in Saibei to make mutton buns, and try it later to see if it is authentic or not."

As soon as he said that, he went out without making any sound.

Wen Le waited for a while with her tied hair, and after making sure that there was no movement outside, she quickly got up.

It's because he thinks too badly about Fu Xiaoyu, whoever he wants can't get it, so he has to guard his little meat?

After putting on the clothes, Wen Le lifted the curtain and bumped into Fu Xiaoyu's chest. The other party smiled, leaned over and said, "It's really long."

Wen Le was taken aback for a moment, seeing his eyes drift to Xia Sanlu, he widened his eyes and kicked him, saying, "I knew you would peek!"

Fu Xiaoyu didn't hide either, let him lose his temper, closed the door, and dragged people into the house for supper.

Wen Le turned his grief and anger into appetite, grabbed two big mutton buns, and then regained his strength.

"Why did you come to see me today? Don't you just deliver food for Fu Che?"

Fu Xiaoyu smiled slightly, and said: "Yin Shangshu visited Fu's residence today, bringing Yin Liu with him."

Bun Le paused while eating, and said, "Oh, then what?"

"There are only female relatives in the Zhenguo Mansion's family, and you are not sure when you will take a rest. Yin Shangshu wanted to come to apologize, but he was afraid of being abrupt, so he entrusted me to do it."

Wen Le put down the bun and said, "You apologized for them?"

Fu Xiaoyu shook her head, wiped off the crumbs on Wen Le's hands with a handkerchief, and said, "No, I'm apologizing for myself. It's because I didn't handle it well, which caused you to be criticized."

Wen Le's complexion improved a little, she withdrew her hand, patted the crumbs by herself, and said, "I'm not angry, I told Yin Shangshu not to come to the door, and I don't know what will happen if I make trouble with the old lady."

Fu Xiaoyu looked at Wen Le's face, pondered over his words for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

Wen Le looked at him and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Fu Xiaoyu poured tea for him, and said: "Laughing at myself, my mouth is full of eloquence. I see people talking nonsense. When the end comes, I want to coax you, but I don't know how to say it."

"Who, who wants you to coax me!" Wen Le roared, threw the half-eaten buns on the plate, and rinsed his mouth with a teacup.

This Fu Xiaoyu is really ruthless, she can make people blush as soon as she speaks.

With these words at the beginning, the last bit of resentment in Wen Le's heart finally disappeared.The two chatted nicely for a while, and Fu Xiaoyu, who was not hungry, ate a mutton bun, thinking that Wen Le's generous and cute eating appearance would make him eat a bowl of rice.

It was getting late, Fu Xiaoyu had no intention of leaving.The two also slept together in another hospital, but Fu Xiaoyu was afraid of pressing Wen Le's wound, so she always slept on the small couch.

There is still an old lady sitting in the general's mansion, Wen Le dare not let the dignified Lord Jijiu sleep on the small couch, glanced outside a few times, and asked: "Aren't you going back?"

"Urge me to go?"

"No... If you leave late, Fu Che won't be worried if he doesn't see you coming home."

"Che'er is in grandma's yard, and she doesn't step outside the gate."

Seeing that he didn't say whether to leave or not for a long time, Wen Le glared at him and said in a low voice: "My old lady can go out the door and walk through the second door. I'll catch you later, and you'll be ashamed if it spreads." Lost face."

Fu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Then are you responsible?"

"What are you responsible for? You are a [-]th girl. It's not because I saw you naked, and it's not because you have a marriage contract. Why should you be responsible?"

Fu Xiaoyu thought about the reasoning, nodded, and said, "Then I'll take it off now."

As he stood up, he began to untie his belt.

Wen Le grabbed his hand in fright, looked up at him and said, "You fucking—"

He was so concerned with stopping Fu Xiaoyu that he didn't pay attention to the distance between them.

As soon as he clenched his hands and raised his eyes, he seemed to be half an inch away from Fu Xiaoyu.

You can see yourself in the eyes of the other person.

Fu Xiaoyu hugged Wen Le's waist and asked: "Wen Le, the Ninth Prince said that I am not good enough for you, what do you think? Do you think so too?"

With this sentence, Fu Xiaoyu wanted to ask Wen Le after hearing about it from the court.

The cheap status of a businessman cannot be changed.

Relying on the favor of the former emperor, Fu Xiaoyu suddenly got rid of the regulations of lowly nationality and entered the court as an official, and then relied on the breath of the new emperor to become a sacrificial wine for the Imperial Academy.

It is undeniable that the three generations of Wenle ancestors fought bloody battles, and they were all loyal and courageous sons who guarded several emperors in the Southern Dynasty.Even if Wenle doesn't do anything, relying on the shade of his ancestors, he can live a better life than others.

Yin Liu is short-sighted and has her own subjective speculation.After staying in Jinlin for too long, he couldn't see how eye-catching those who stand out from the battlefield stepping on their bones are.

Wen Le looked at Fu Xiaoyu who was usually proud, as if the emperor would not bend his proud head when he came, and rarely avoided his eyes.

"I..." Wen Le thought for a while, and said, "You can call me simple or stupid. There is no such thing as a worthy or unworthy relationship in the world. If you have a family background, you can use money to compare it. The middle status can also be compared with the status, when two people are together, apart from the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, there are always some connections that are different from ordinary relationships, how can these sacrifices be counted to be worthy of it?"

After listening, Fu Xiaoyu concluded: "Understood, Wen Le thinks I am worthy of you."

Wen Le was furious and wanted to kick him again, saying, "You fucking only listen to what you want to hear!"

Fu Xiaoyu let him be beaten and scolded, hugged him tightly, and asked: "In that case, when will Wen Le marry me?"

"Bah--meng, you!" Wen Le said, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "My grandson of the Zhenguo Mansion, let me tell you, even if we really get married, I will marry you, not you! do you understand?"

Fu Xiaoyu straightened up abruptly, causing Wen Le to almost lose his footing.

He looked at Wen Le, and his smile grew bigger and bigger. It turned out that Master Jijiu, who is usually serious and unsmiling, had a small dimple on the right side of his face.

"I see, Yu is at home waiting for the major general to come to propose marriage!"

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