major general

The Fu family was disturbed by a boy under fifteen.

From porcelain to jewels, if it wasn't for the wounds, Bunraku would have thrown out the pear wood table carved with magnolias.

Fu Xiaoyu stood outside the whole time, looking at the tiles all over the place, and the crying butler next to him.

Counting what he could throw away in the main hall, Fu Xiaoyu raised his legs and entered the room. With a wave of his hands back, Ma Cheng bowed out immediately.

After a while, a few girls came in, picked up the pieces without any surprises, and poured tea and snacks for the rest.

In the end, Ma Cheng lifted out a box, and walked straight to Wen Le in a daze, as if he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed, and gave him something to relieve his anger.

When I opened the box, I saw that it was full of porcelain.

Wen Le glanced inside and found that they were all antiques, at least one or two hundred taels.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, with the sweetness of some pastries.

Wen Le stared at the box of porcelain and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'll smash it for you again?"

Fu Xiaoyu sat upright, holding a cup in one hand, smelling the aroma of new tea slowly, turned her head away and smiled, and said: "Fu's family has a great career, so it's okay to lose."

Bunraku: "..."

It's fine to beat people, don't spoil things.

Some things are not easy to pass down, not easy.

Wen Le secretly calmed himself down, took a deep breath, and asked, "I don't know where the boy provoked Master Jijiu to embarrass Wen Le like this."

Fu Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, as if she was surprised to see a wolf cub holding its tail in its mouth like a dog, and said: "It's just a door-to-door proposal, why is it involved in provoking or not? Marriage is a matter of parents ordering a matchmaker What are the difficulties?"

Wen Le stared at Fu Xiaoyu, got angry when he heard him doing Tai Chi, stood up and walked to the person, took his hand and pressed it on his chest.

"I am male."

"I know."

Under the palm of Fu Xiaoyu's hand is the unique touch of a teenager. The heart is transmitted to the palm of his hand through the thin brown bunt, as if he can grasp the life of the person in front of him with all his strength.

Wen Le was raised strictly by the old lady, and she didn't let him get along with Nvwa, for fear of humiliating their Wen family.Growing up among boys, I don't think it's wrong to be touched by others. Even if I go swimming with a few good friends in summer, I go there naked, and I don't feel alienated at all.

I don't know if it's because the marriage is too shocking, Wen Le actually felt that Fu Xiaoyu's hand on her chest was bigger and hotter than ordinary people.

"you!"

Without taking back her hand for a long time, Wen Le took a step back and turned sideways like a girl, as if she didn't know that Fu Xiaoyu turned out to be a prodigal personality.

As soon as the person jumped away, Fu Xiaoyu withdrew his hand.With a little empty palm, he picked up the jade pinned to his waist.

"Are you hungry? There is a cook from Saibei at home who can make goat milk jelly."

The topic immediately turned to eating.

Bunle was still angry, and glanced at the goat milk jelly on the table.

It's different from the ones made in their house. They say the goat's milk jelly is white, but Saibei's is yellowish in color. It is said that sheep's blood is added to dispel the cold, and it is broken to make goat's milk jelly. It has no fishy smell. A little more smooth.

It looks really delicious...

Bah, eat ass.

The ass is almost dry, and I am still thinking about eating.

Wen Le snapped back to his senses, and said, "Anyway, you don't come to the Zhen Guo Mansion, and I won't be concerned about offering wine or not, and I'll just beat you out."

As he spoke, he poked the Emei thorn directly into the pear blossom wooden table.

The man walked away swaggeringly, and the butler dared to enter the room after a while, looking at the Emei thorn that had been stuck into the wooden table, his face turned pale, and said, "Master, are you alright?"

Fu Xiaoyu smiled, looked at the goat milk jelly on the table, and said softly: "It's okay. That's right..."

Besides, Wen Le returned home angrily, and when he arrived in the yard, he felt a dull pain from the scab on his buttocks, holding on to the wall and walking back.

Standing in the yard, Si Zhu quickly handed over a new bamboo stick and said, "Master, where have you been?"

Wen Le held a bamboo stick, looked at Si Zhu, and said, "Do you know that Fu Xiaoyu came to propose marriage?"

Si Zhu was so frightened that her face turned pale, she knelt down and said, "I'm sorry, young master, the old lady kept everything from her, so I just..."

Wen Le snorted coldly, and said, "Go back and kneel, when will you figure out what's wrong before you go back to the yard."

Sizhu kowtowed to accept the punishment.

Not to mention anything else, just saying that the old lady sent someone to hide Wen Le's words is enough to explain the problem.

Bun Le felt that this matter was absurd and ridiculous.

After entering the room, a girl whose name he couldn't name entered the room and said, "Young master, someone from Fu's residence has come outside."

Wen Le's anger hadn't gone down yet, so he said "tsk" and said, "He's not over yet."

The girl stood and waited for a while, and it took about two sticks of incense before the young master gave her orders.

"Call him in."

Let's see what other tricks he hasn't used.

The humanist who came in came to know him, and he was Ma Cheng, Fu Xiaoyu's personal servant.

He looked quite human, and after entering the room, he handed the small box he was carrying to the girl, who had never seen anyone outside before, took it in surprise, and presented it to Wen Le.

Goat's milk jelly.

When Wen Le saw this goat milk jelly, it was like seeing Fu Xiaoyu's face that deserved a beating. The veins on his forehead popped up again and again. He suppressed his anger and said, "Wait, I will return the gift."

When Ma Cheng heard it, is there a gift in return?I'm afraid the major general is angry and stupid.

Fu's Mansion is located in the south of Jinlin, and it happens to be at a diagonal to Zhen Guo Mansion.It will take two to three quarters of an hour to walk there.

When Ma Cheng came back, he took a small sedan chair and entered the mansion through the side door.After entering the door, she went straight to the young master's study, An An knelt down, kowtowed and said, "Young master, don't blame me."

Fu Xiaoyu sat in the courtyard with a book to enjoy the shade, raised her eyebrows and said, "He lost the goat milk jelly?"

"No."

"Slapped you?"

"No."

"Called me?"

"......nothing."

Fu Xiaoyu couldn't figure it out now, she was aggressive when she left, but she accepted the gift when she turned around, which was not the temper of the young general.

Ma Cheng looked at Fu Xiaoyu's face and said, "Come out with me and have a look."

After leaving the gate of the courtyard, he went straight to the side courtyard. There was a small sedan chair in the courtyard, and there was no one around.

Fu Xiaoyu gave a "tsk", patted her fan, and said, "Great gift!"

Sitting in the sedan chair was a beautiful lady, wearing a peach red dress, which was too big, which showed that she came eagerly.

Fu Xiaoyu opened the sedan chair curtain, looked at the man, and asked, "Are you from the Zhen Guo Mansion?"

Meijiao Niang agreed, got out of the sedan chair and saluted, and said: "In the case of Master Jijiu, the servant girl is the maidservant of Yongle Garden in Zhen Guo Mansion."

"Name taboo?"

"The servant calls Changhong."

Fu Xiaoyu played with the fan on her waist with a half-smile, and said, "General Wen Shao asked you to come?"

Changhong's ears were reddish, and the earrings were butterflies. When she turned her head, the butterfly danced like a real butterfly, lifelike.

"Young Master...Young Master said to let the servants serve Master Jijiu."

In order to vent her anger, Wen Le couldn't force the people in the yard to go.As soon as he said that in the courtyard, everyone in Yongle Garden was in an uproar.Only Changhong asked to come over, she is not stupid.The old lady is strict in discipline, and she has to wait four or five years for the governor of Wenle. By then, her complexion will not be beautiful anymore. How can she compete with those charming and cute little maids.

It would be better to follow Fu Xiaoyu and be a great attendant, there will be benefits in the future.

Furthermore, Fu Xiaoyu's figure and appearance, in Jinlin, and even in the entire Southern Dynasty, was Miss Wanqian's dream lover. Even if she only got a one-night favor, it was still considered her profit.

Hearing what she said, Fu Xiaoyu smiled, felt the scratches on the fan bone, and asked: "You come to serve me? After that, when General Wen passes through the door, do you have the guts to serve him together with his siblings?"

Changhong's smile froze, and she knelt down straight while pulling the corner of her skirt, her hands trembling on the gravel road, and said, "Damn it, servant girl."

"Since you have entered the mansion, you should abide by the rules of Fu's mansion." Fu Xiaoyu looked back at Ma Cheng and said, "What should be the punishment for inappropriate speech?"

"If you return to the young master, you should slap your mouth thirty."

The nanny in charge of the yard came, but Fu Xiaoyu didn't have the heart to look at her mouth, humming an unknown song and walking into the house, just in time to bump into the old man Fu Sheng and his stepwife Wu Moxiang.

This Wu Moxiang is not someone else, she is Fu Xiaoyu's aunt.

Fu Xiaoyu's mother died young, and before she passed away, she was urged to make Fu Sheng marry a successor who would be good to Fu Xiaoyu.Fu Shengxuan came and went, and finally settled on Wu Moxiang, Fu Xiaoyu's aunt.

The step-wife is not good to the children, no matter if it is their own, and they can't love them.But marrying Wu Moxiang is different. Fu Xiaoyu is not from her, but she is also her own nephew. No matter what, she has more friendship than those who have never met.

Fu Sheng made a good plan, but only Fu Xiaoyu and his step-wife knew the result.

"I heard that you are going to marry Wen Le, the grandson of General Zhen Guo?"

Fu Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Yes, I just mentioned this to the old lady."

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Fu Sheng became angry, and said, "What's wrong with you because you ate lard? There are three generations of heroes from the Zhenguo Mansion. The old general and Wen Le's brother are guarding the border. Mother is guarding the south bank, you want to let the grandson of General Zhen Guo marry you a son of a merchant, are you out of your mind?"

Seeing that Fu Sheng was angry, Wu Moxiang quickly patted him on the back.The handkerchief he was holding had some calming fragrance, and it took a while for Fu Sheng to calm down.

It is said that entering business and not becoming an official, Fu Sheng has long made up his mind to make money and retire happily. Unexpectedly, a child prodigy appeared in his family. He was favored for no reason and went to the Imperial College. He still felt that there was smoke from the ancestral grave. Which old fairy looked at him? He worked hard all his life and gave him a good son.

Whoever thought of going out and wandering around here would be silly.

He was still in the carriage when he heard the news, and called people out to buy steamed stuffed buns, saying that Jin Lin's latest gossip was that Major General Wen Lewen was proposed to marry him.

Fu Sheng was delighted to hear this, and asked the shop owner with a big bun in his mouth, who was the brave man.

The man smiled cheerfully, it belongs to your family!

Fu Sheng dismantled it all at once and almost missed it.

That Fu Xiaoyu who suffered a thousand knives!

What ancestors are emitting green smoke, I think it is fireworks!