major general

The major general is staying in Fu's mansion!

The boys and girls are all spreading the word, but they dare not speak out.Good guy, are the soldiers standing outside the young master's yard vegetarian? They really don't want to live anymore?

Fu Xiaoyu really enjoyed the emperor's life these few days. His body was not weak, and he was fed with the medicinal food from the Zhen Guo Mansion. Not to mention the injury was healed, even his face was fleshier than usual.

Wen Le slept in his room. He didn't sleep well. He was afraid of pressing Fu Xiaoyu's wound, so he asked Ma Cheng to move him a small couch, and listened every night. Come over, he can deal with it as soon as he gets up.

The Major General of the Zhen Guo Mansion has never served anyone else.

Fu Xiaoyu took the lead.

Stewed squab, put a lot of blood-invigorating herbs in it, but the soup is sweet and delicious, not bitter at all.I don't know where Bunraku found a cook who cooks so well.

Fu Xiaoyu supported the bed and sat up. As soon as she got up, Wen Le, who was practicing boxing in the courtyard, saw her through the window and asked, "Why are you getting up? Be careful of the wound opening."

Fu Xiaoyu looked at the sweat on his forehead and said with a smile: "What a coincidence. The two rare times we were together, we were both injured. Last time it was you, this time it was me. If next time... ..."

"There will be no next time." Wen Le interrupted him and said, "I won't let you get hurt again."

Fu Xiaoyu was stunned when she heard this, pursed her lips, held Wen Le's face for a while, forced him to look at herself, and said, "Wen Le, I don't want you to feel guilty."

Bun Le lowered her eyes, bit her lip and said nothing.

"This matter came in a hurry. I didn't have extra time to prepare, so I had to choose the stupidest way. It's not your fault."

"But, but you are helping my friend..."

Fu Xiaoyu smiled, and said: "You helped me pick up the money bag once, and I saved your friend's career for you, so it's even."

"Money bag?"

Seeing that Wen Le was puzzled, Fu Xiaoyu reached out and scratched his nose affectionately, and said, "It's nothing, I'll tell you later."

While the two were talking, Ma Cheng hurried in and said, "Master, the results of the imperial examination are out."

Every year when the rankings are released in the spring, Jinlin City is crowded with people.

Zhang Lie went back to the house against the crowd, and knelt down to thank his father, Zhang Wenmo.

Zhang Wenmo's hands were shaking a little, and he helped him to sit up.He also heard a lot in court, sighed and patted Zhang Lie on the shoulder.

Zhang Lie lowered his head and said, "Father, let's separate from the Zhang family."

Zhang Wenmo's eyes widened, he stood up and said, "That's your grandpa!"

Zhang Lie didn't look up, he still looked the same, suddenly laughed, then laughed loudly, and said: "Father, the grandpa you mentioned, let me go to Licheng to be the county magistrate!"

"No, it's impossible, you are the second place!" Zhang Wenmo pulled his shoulders, only then did he realize that his bastard's shoulders were so thin.

Prime Minister Zhang has been in the court for many years, but he couldn't find out what was wrong with Wen Le and Sun Yu'er, and he also knew that there was Fu Xiaoyu's tricks behind it.

Fu Xiaoyu was slapped and looked down upon in front of the emperor, so he didn't need to take action.But his bastard son, the bastard among the bastards, was able to get the second place.

Prime Minister Zhang had only a few words in the palace examination, and he said that the emperor was displeased with the emaciated and sickly second place, and he shook off an official as if he was dismissing a dog.

In the next court, all the people in Chunwei hugged the number one scholar out of the palace, Zhang Lie stood at the second place, looked at the brick red palace wall, and looked at the mutual support of the ministers in the court, feeling extremely absurd in his heart.

After studying hard for ten years, he faced the storm of changing people in front of the palace.

Zhang Lie won the second place in the list with his sick body, but he was still relegated to the distant Licheng to be a small county magistrate.

The world is impermanent, this is what Zhang Lie knew since he was a child.

It turns out that the more difficult and bigger hurdles are always behind.

Zhang Wenmo supported the table, shaking his head in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that his father was so cruel.

Is the bastard not worthy to be with him?

Zhang Wenmo closed his eyes tightly, and said: "Mr. Li was picked up by people from the General Zhenguo's Mansion this morning. Your grandfather...is there with Prime Minister Zhang. Let me talk about it."

Then he left, exhausted physically and mentally.

Zhang Lie sat down with his support on the table, a big stone pressing on his heart made him panting and uncomfortable.

On the day of the debriefing, the weather was sunny and breezy.

Fu Xiaoyu's health was almost up, and she begged Wen Le to go out, and after a good meal, Wen Le agreed.

The two stood outside the city gate and sent Zhang Lie out of the city.

Wen Le pointed to a boy to Zhang Lie, and said, "This is a part of my family, called Cong Taoguang, and he will follow you from now on."

Cong Taoguang bowed his hands to salute Zhang Lie, Zhang Lie took a look at him, he was strong and well-built, his fingers were full of calluses, he looked like a martial artist.Although he was working hard, he didn't see the directness of those warriors in his eyes, instead he was a little more shrewd.

Zhang Lie didn't refuse, he went to Licheng this time, he said less than three years and more about seven years, so that he could have an extra guarantee for him to come back alive, so he naturally accepted it.

As the two talked, the sun rose.

Zhang Lie opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Wen Le looked at the city gate, but Sun Yu'er was still gone.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him, I can't stand being bullied."

Zhang Lie smiled gratefully, and saluted Fu Xiaoyu seriously.

Now, as Zhang Wenmo's son, he has been taken out of the Zhang Mansion by Prime Minister Zhang, and he just feels relieved.

The carriage was on the road, Cong Taoguang was riding a horse, and there was a young man Zhang Lie used to drive the horse at the front of the carriage.

The three of them were not the talkative type, and they were silent along the way.

Zhang Lie took out a bead from his clothes, it was a normal-colored oriental bead, the inside was pierced, and a red thread was threaded through it.

When Sun Yu'er was young, the family was afraid that they would not be able to support him, so they dressed up like a girl.The headbands on the head all have such little Dongzhu.

Zhang Lie didn't know what his thoughts were at that time, so he kept one secretly.

Fortunately, he did such a thing of theft at that time, and now he can always look at things and think about others, lest he forget that cute and cute Yu'er.

The sound of horseshoes continued, Cong Taoguang thought about it, knocked on the window of the carriage, and said, "Young Master Zhang, there seems to be someone following, do you want to drive them away?"

Just as Zhang Lie wanted to nod, he suddenly felt something, and suddenly opened the curtain of the carriage, looking back.

Sun Yu'er rode a horse and rushed over panting.The horse was running fast, but he pulled the rope and shouted to stop, and the horse's hooves were raised high, almost throwing him off the horse.

Zhang Lie's heart almost stopped, and he pulled him into the carriage.

Cong Taoguang blinked, looked at the boy who was equally puzzled as himself, and beckoned him over, the two of them ignored the affairs in the carriage, and sent the horse to graze.

"Yu'er, my Yu'er."

Zhang Lie only felt that the emotion in his heart seemed to burn his whole body, and he hugged Sun Yu'er tightly.

The two of them didn't even get on the couch, they fell into the carriage, and the thick carpet wrapped them up.

A while ago, Ma Cheng couldn't deceive Wen Le, so he could only deceive Sun Yu'er. He walked all over Wenshan Temple before telling the truth.Ma Cheng almost kicked Sun Yu'er down the hill.

I went home angrily, with blisters on my feet one after another.

The pampered young master, how did he suffer this much?

In the next few days, there was constant commotion in the court due to the matter of Chunwei. Sun Shangshu saw his son's distraught appearance, and guessed that he was probably worried about Zhang Lie's affairs. He was afraid that his upright temper would really make a name for himself, so he simply took him into custody. Go to the room and don't let him take half a step out of the door.

It was not until today that Sun Yu'er begged the boy to let him go out, and he has been riding a horse until now.

Sun Yu'er didn't know why, but he felt that before Zhang Lie left, he must see him and talk to him.

But what to say.

Sun Yu'er looked at Zhang Lie's red eyes, swallowed, and said, "Zhang Lie, I am happy with you."

Zhang Lie felt like a drum beating in his chest, pressing down on Sun Yu'er, biting his chapped lips.

It used to be like that pearl and jade, when did it become like this?

Sun Yu'er closed her eyes, unwilling to think that Zhang Lie would leave soon.He is not as brave as Wen Le, nor as smart as Zhang Lie, he is just a little son who was raised by his family with love.

He knows that what he likes must be fought for.

Embracing Zhang Lie's waist, his lips parted slightly, hooking him to make out with him.

Sun Yu'er's face was flushed, she reached out her hand to cover Zhang Lie's eyes, but she refused to let go of Zhang Lie's lips.The lips that were indifferent, but said heart-warming words to himself time and time again.

The young man's kisses always carry a bit of recklessness.

Zhang Lie pulled Sun Yu'er's hand down, and kissed his palm, fingers, and joints inch by inch, as if he wanted to leave his own scent on the other party's body.

Sun Yu'er lay down and heard Zhang Lie say, "Yu'er, don't wait for me."

Sun Yu'er stared wide-eyed, sat up propped up, and said, "Say it again."

"After I go, I won't come back within three to five years. Why bother to make you suffer." Zhang Lie held Sun Yu'er's shoulders, afraid that he would see his jealousy, and turned his head to kiss behind his ear and on his cheek.

"I can go to you! I'll beg my father and tell me that I'm going to study abroad, okay?" Sun Yu'er pulled Zhang Lie's clothes and asked with a bit of tears, "Can't you?"

Zhang Lie didn't speak, as if someone was holding his heart and twisting it, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

While the two were hugging each other for a stick of incense, Sun Yu'er struggled a bit, sniffed, and said, "I understand."

"Yu'er..."

Sun Yu'er wiped her face, forced a smile, and said, "Then you, take good care of yourself."

Zhang Lie lowered his head without looking at him, and helped him out of the carriage.

The horse was already full, and was pacing beside the carriage. When he noticed that his master had returned, he forgot how rough he had been to him just now, so he happily came up to him with a big hail.

Sun Yu'er got on the horse, cupped his hands to Zhang Lie, and said, "Yu'er wishes you a bright future and a safe journey."

After speaking, he kicked the horse's stomach, leaving a cloud of dust.

After finally arriving outside the city gate, Sun Yu'er dismounted and led the horse back to the house, thinking all the way, what if today is Wenle?

If Fu Xiaoyu and Wen Le were together, would Fu Xiaoyu call Wen Le different?

No, he would bet on Wenle, force Wenle, and even make him swear that he must wait for him.

Sun Yu'er stood outside her mansion, staring at the big characters Sun Mansion in a daze.

If the border is tight, Bun Le will return to the battlefield and be his general.Zhang Lie was born to be an official, he went to Licheng, returned to Jinlin after three years of debriefing, and he would not be just a small county magistrate.

only myself.

Only I can't find my way.

If he had a skill and didn't depend on his family like this, wouldn't Zhang Lie dare to tell him to wait.

"Master? What are you...Master, master! Come here! Master fainted!"

Sun Yu'er had a high fever and kept thinking while she was unconscious.

If only he had the ability to protect the people he likes like Bunraku.

At least you don't have to make the other party worry about it.

The author says:

Yu'er is a round and lovely straight ball