major general
Chapter 39 Longjing
There was a lot of noise outside, Mr. Wang frowned and pondered.
Ma Cheng saw that his brows were frowning tightly, so he knew that this man was not thinking of anything good, and shouted loudly: "Master Wang! Sending invitations is to invite people to come to your door, not to force them to come to your door. You are a fourth-rank official, please let us It is already considered disrespectful for the First Rank Madam of the Zhen Guo Mansion to order his wife, but now she dares to block the door and refuse to retreat, what's the matter? Do you think there is no one in the Zhen Guo Mansion!"
The Zhen Guo Mansion has been guarding the frontier these years, and it is definitely a very popular minister in Jinlin. After being yelled at by Ma Cheng, the common people all looked inside and pointed.
Mr. Wang couldn't afford to lose this person, and he didn't care whether the town of the country was or not, so he covered his face with his sleeves and left.
Ma Cheng still felt that he was not ashamed enough, and his voice became louder and louder: "Master Wang, please walk slowly! You are the first one in the Zhenguo Mansion to block people, the first job, you have face!"
The officers and soldiers were originally unsmiling, but seeing Mr. Wang walking in a hurry, he slipped down the ladder and trembled several times like a rubber ball. One or two couldn't hold back their laughter, and their faces flushed.
Ma Cheng snorted, called a few strong men behind him, and said: "Brothers are troubled, and the door is also standing guard with our little officers. We have our own style, we also have to have our own ruffian, we should scold, we should chase away, the face of Zhen Guofu is bigger than anyone else! Do you hear me!"
"I heard!"
Afterwards, as long as the ordinary people pass by the gate of the Zhen Guo Mansion, they can see those resolute officers standing outside the Zhen Guo Mansion in the past. The people of Zhen Guo Mansion were ashamed, and a big "Fu" was written on their chests.
I'm afraid that others will not know that this is from the Fu family.
Afterwards, Jin Lin added a script that was circulated, saying that Fu Xiaoyu smiled for Major General Bo and personally picked people to guard the gate, worrying that there would be no one in the town government and would be bullied.
Men, women and children who read the storybook all said: "I got it, I got it."
Fu Xiaoyu secretly dealt with those courtiers who were slipping along, but Wen Le didn't know about it.He entered the palace early in the morning, and took such a long leave in the name of recuperating, it was time to go back.
Emperor Wen sat on the top seat, with the queen sitting next to him.Jiang Yu stood at the back, bowing his knees, with a loyal look on his face.This is the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, the ministers are all outside, and the palace is full of princes and princesses, even those companions.
"It can be regarded as recovering from the injury. I heard that the back is injured?" Emperor Wen asked while holding Longjing tea.
In order to perform a full set of plays, Wen Le asked for leave when he was with Fu Xiaoyu, saying that he had hurt his back and had to stay at home to recuperate.
Hearing what Emperor Wen said, Wen Le bowed obediently, paused when he bowed his waist, and said: "If you go back to the emperor, you are hurt. Grandma was worried that I was young and weak, and I was afraid that I would not be able to take care of it, so I kept him at home for half a month. Long."
In advance of the old lady of the Zhenguo Mansion, Emperor Wen seemed to recall it, and said: "Lady Wen is a woman who does not give in to her husband, but she is also a grandson. Jiang Yu——"
Jiang Yu concentrated his mind and leaned over to listen to the order.
Emperor Wen put Longjing aside and said, "Give me a seat."
Emperor Wen sat with the empress, only a few princesses sat next to each other, and even the crown prince stood and listened to the emperor's lecture. This sentence of bestowing a seat brought Wen Le under the noses of everyone.
Wen Le's face remained unchanged, Jiang Yu asked someone to lift the chair, and he lifted his robe and sat down. He glanced at Zhou Chong who was standing upright, and then looked at the gold-rimmed chair he was sitting on, thinking, good Dude, I really did a good job with this companion reading... a glorious lintel.
There was a girl sitting next to Emperor Wen, who was Princess Pingge on the twelfth day of the week.
Since Emperor Wen intentionally pointed Ping Ge to Wen Le, he began to value the twelve princesses.It rains and dews on weekdays, and in recent months, he also went to Ping Ge's mother's place, and even raised a position.Pingge is also valued by people, and the cost of food and clothing has improved a lot.
Even today, Ping Ge sat closer to Emperor Wen than others.
Pingo was very plainly dressed, and stood out from the crowd of gaudy princesses.She was drinking scented tea, and only looked up Wen Le by raising her head.
Bunle usually wears riding clothes, but when he is reading with him, he bites the bullet and wears a literati robe.When I saw Emperor Wen today, I had to put up [-]% of my energy.
The apricot-colored collared robe is covered with a white jade armor, and there is a very fine armband on the arm, inlaid with fine gemstones. It looks inconspicuous, but it makes the person extraordinarily handsome.
The fate of the children of the heavenly family is arranged for them.
Ping Ge knew from a young age that he could not escape the fate of a marriage.
Unexpectedly, I was mentally prepared, but such a handsome man came.Don't mention the title of major general, just mention Wen Le, even if he is a villager, Ping Ge is willing to marry.
After all, a girl's thoughts cannot be hidden from sharp-eyed people.
Emperor Wen drank his tea and said, "Can Little Twelve study obediently these days?"
Ping Ge was taken aback, and came back to his senses and replied: "Father, Twelve has been obedient recently. Last time I took the school exam, Old Master Yue praised Twelve's paintings."
Emperor Wen nodded in satisfaction, and glanced at Wen Le who was seated from the corner of his eye.The kid kept his eyes straight, and occasionally took a sip of tea, as if nothing could catch his eyes.
Just as Emperor Wen was thinking about it, Jiang Yu on the side said something to him in a low voice. Emperor Wen pondered and said, "Xuan."
Jiang Yu took two steps back, flung the floating dust, and shouted: "The saintess of Noise Persia has an audience!"
Under the banner of recuperating at home, Wen Le did not enter the palace to accompany her.A lot of news was sent by Zhou Chongtuo's trusted little eunuch. Let's talk about the Lulin Village first. Zhuang He and Wang Hu have already taken hundreds of people under their command to Luzhou, and that place is Wenle's mother's place. In the place of birth, there is an elder aunt and a younger uncle in charge of affairs in the family, and they all love Wenle one by one.
Hundreds of people passed by, and if they wanted to gain a firm foothold, they had to be taken care of by local people.Wen Le's little uncle is called Quan Jin, a well-known libertine in Luzhou, who was forced by hundreds of people like his nephew to find a way to arrange it, and was so worried that he never went to the brothel.
The matter of the Green Forest Village is over, it is the matter of the Persian saint.
Zhou Chong knew the news in the palace early in the morning. After Emperor Wen accepted the visit of the Persian saint, he didn't know why he wanted to let the saint experience the customs of the Southern Dynasty and go to school with the princes and daughters in the Imperial College.
It is said that this Persian saint is the youngest daughter of the Persian king. She was raised under the Persian angel from birth, and her eyes were covered with white veils. It is said that seeing the filth in the world will damage the aura of the saint and hurt the fortune of Persia.
Just as Bunle was thinking about it, the Persian saint came in from outside.
Stepping over the threshold, I heard the crisp sound of the ankles jingling.Taking a closer look, it was not a bell, but the sound of unpolished gemstones rising and falling as they moved.
There is a legend in Persia that the gemstones on the ankles of Persian saints are like pebbles in the downstream. After wearing down and becoming round and smooth gemstones, they can keep people safe and smooth throughout their lives.
The saint's dress is very bold, revealing her slender waist and ankles.The long white gauze covers the hair, and the eyes are also covered.The earrings inlaid with gemstones hang down at the collarbone, and there is brilliance between every gesture.
She is a god imprisoned by gems.
All eyes were on the saint, Wen Le raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the man who supported the saint to meet.The man was also wearing a white shirt. Persia values white, and only the royal family can wear white.
The third prince of Persia and the saint of Persia are twin dragons and phoenixes.
As if aware of Wenle's gaze, Hongyu helped the saint a step forward, led the saint to salute, and said: "Your Majesty, Hongyu and the saint have been in Jinlin for more than a month, and have seen the prosperity of the Southern Dynasty. Only to present the Persian secret treasure - Bingdilian, wishing to be friends with Nanchao forever."
Emperor Wen raised his eyebrows with interest, and asked Jiang Yu to take the Bingdilian from Hongyu.
Bing Dilian was carved from a whole piece of ruby, blood red all over, warm to the touch, shining very eye-catching light under the light.
Emperor Wen looked overjoyed, admired a lot of things, and said: "The third prince and the saintess live in the palace, is there any inconvenience?"
Hongyu was originally a foreigner, so he shouldn't live in the palace.But the Persian tradition is also difficult to change. The saint can't be taken care of by others, so she can only live in the palace. On weekdays, she doesn't leave the gate. past.
Just as Hongyu sat down, the stool was not even warm enough to sit on, so he immediately knelt down and thanked him, and said: "If you go back to the emperor, Hongyu and the saint's daily food and clothing expenses are divided according to the prince's prince and daughter, and you can still go to the Imperial Academy to enroll. It is extremely lucky, and I am grateful to the emperor for his grace."
After finishing speaking, he knelt down and prostrated.
Wen Le's teeth were sore when he heard that, the third prince's bones were too brittle, and he didn't even blink his eyes when he flattered him.
Sure enough, Emperor Wen rewarded a lot of gadgets.
After the dinner, Wen Le didn't want to stay in the palace, so he found an excuse and slipped away. Zhou Chong was so angry that he threw Wen Le's pillows out of the palace, cursing and saying that he was of the same sex and inhumane, and that he was still strict. Uncle went to pick up the pillow and patted the ground to comfort his Ninth Prince to go down.
After returning home, Fu Xiaoyu was still in the palace to attend the minister's dinner, but failed to come back.Wenle's small courtyard has expanded a lot now, and the people who should be there are not there, and it still looks deserted.
The big goose was swimming around in the pond, very happy. When it saw Wen Le, it rushed up to peck him.
Wen Le kept hiding, and finally flew up to the eaves with lightness kung fu, looking at the high moon and the main entrance of Zhen Guo Mansion.
The sedan chair with lotus leaves wrapped around the four corners came back, Ma Cheng also seemed to have drunk some wine, his face looked black and red.
There was a sound from inside the sedan chair, and Ma Cheng immediately leaned closer to listen, only to see the person inside asking with the smell of alcohol——
"Did you bring the things you bought for the major general?"
Ma Cheng replied: "Master, put your head under the seat."
There was a lot of ping-ping-pong-pong inside.
Just as he was looking for something, the sedan chair stopped suddenly, the curtain was pulled open, and a person rushed in like a wind.
Fu Xiaoyu had a severe headache after drinking, and it was even more uncomfortable to be blown by the head wind.The sedan chair swayed slowly again, and when he looked up, he could only see those shining eyes from the darkness.
Wen Le was sitting on the roof, when he saw Fu Xiaoyu's sedan chair, he rushed in without hesitation, frowning from the smell of alcohol in the sedan chair.
Fu Xiaoyu held a piece of sandalwood carving in his hand, and said, "Young General, look, it's for you."
The sedan chair was narrow, so Wen Le simply lifted up his robe and sat on the floor.Looking at it with the light from the outside, the sandalwood carving has a fresh wood fragrance, and the carving is a little tiger, which looks naive and very cute.
Wen Le smiled and stuffed it into his pocket, saying, "It looks cute."
Fu Xiaoyu propped her cheeks, her head was dizzy. Hearing Wen Le's words, she didn't forget to reply, and said, "You too."
Look at it, it is more lovable than any little tiger.
The author says:
Others look at saintesses, while Bunraku looks at handsome men.
Fu Xiaoyu: What the hell, I can't see anything outside the hall. Where is my Lele, is she thirsty or hungry?
Ma Cheng saw that his brows were frowning tightly, so he knew that this man was not thinking of anything good, and shouted loudly: "Master Wang! Sending invitations is to invite people to come to your door, not to force them to come to your door. You are a fourth-rank official, please let us It is already considered disrespectful for the First Rank Madam of the Zhen Guo Mansion to order his wife, but now she dares to block the door and refuse to retreat, what's the matter? Do you think there is no one in the Zhen Guo Mansion!"
The Zhen Guo Mansion has been guarding the frontier these years, and it is definitely a very popular minister in Jinlin. After being yelled at by Ma Cheng, the common people all looked inside and pointed.
Mr. Wang couldn't afford to lose this person, and he didn't care whether the town of the country was or not, so he covered his face with his sleeves and left.
Ma Cheng still felt that he was not ashamed enough, and his voice became louder and louder: "Master Wang, please walk slowly! You are the first one in the Zhenguo Mansion to block people, the first job, you have face!"
The officers and soldiers were originally unsmiling, but seeing Mr. Wang walking in a hurry, he slipped down the ladder and trembled several times like a rubber ball. One or two couldn't hold back their laughter, and their faces flushed.
Ma Cheng snorted, called a few strong men behind him, and said: "Brothers are troubled, and the door is also standing guard with our little officers. We have our own style, we also have to have our own ruffian, we should scold, we should chase away, the face of Zhen Guofu is bigger than anyone else! Do you hear me!"
"I heard!"
Afterwards, as long as the ordinary people pass by the gate of the Zhen Guo Mansion, they can see those resolute officers standing outside the Zhen Guo Mansion in the past. The people of Zhen Guo Mansion were ashamed, and a big "Fu" was written on their chests.
I'm afraid that others will not know that this is from the Fu family.
Afterwards, Jin Lin added a script that was circulated, saying that Fu Xiaoyu smiled for Major General Bo and personally picked people to guard the gate, worrying that there would be no one in the town government and would be bullied.
Men, women and children who read the storybook all said: "I got it, I got it."
Fu Xiaoyu secretly dealt with those courtiers who were slipping along, but Wen Le didn't know about it.He entered the palace early in the morning, and took such a long leave in the name of recuperating, it was time to go back.
Emperor Wen sat on the top seat, with the queen sitting next to him.Jiang Yu stood at the back, bowing his knees, with a loyal look on his face.This is the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, the ministers are all outside, and the palace is full of princes and princesses, even those companions.
"It can be regarded as recovering from the injury. I heard that the back is injured?" Emperor Wen asked while holding Longjing tea.
In order to perform a full set of plays, Wen Le asked for leave when he was with Fu Xiaoyu, saying that he had hurt his back and had to stay at home to recuperate.
Hearing what Emperor Wen said, Wen Le bowed obediently, paused when he bowed his waist, and said: "If you go back to the emperor, you are hurt. Grandma was worried that I was young and weak, and I was afraid that I would not be able to take care of it, so I kept him at home for half a month. Long."
In advance of the old lady of the Zhenguo Mansion, Emperor Wen seemed to recall it, and said: "Lady Wen is a woman who does not give in to her husband, but she is also a grandson. Jiang Yu——"
Jiang Yu concentrated his mind and leaned over to listen to the order.
Emperor Wen put Longjing aside and said, "Give me a seat."
Emperor Wen sat with the empress, only a few princesses sat next to each other, and even the crown prince stood and listened to the emperor's lecture. This sentence of bestowing a seat brought Wen Le under the noses of everyone.
Wen Le's face remained unchanged, Jiang Yu asked someone to lift the chair, and he lifted his robe and sat down. He glanced at Zhou Chong who was standing upright, and then looked at the gold-rimmed chair he was sitting on, thinking, good Dude, I really did a good job with this companion reading... a glorious lintel.
There was a girl sitting next to Emperor Wen, who was Princess Pingge on the twelfth day of the week.
Since Emperor Wen intentionally pointed Ping Ge to Wen Le, he began to value the twelve princesses.It rains and dews on weekdays, and in recent months, he also went to Ping Ge's mother's place, and even raised a position.Pingge is also valued by people, and the cost of food and clothing has improved a lot.
Even today, Ping Ge sat closer to Emperor Wen than others.
Pingo was very plainly dressed, and stood out from the crowd of gaudy princesses.She was drinking scented tea, and only looked up Wen Le by raising her head.
Bunle usually wears riding clothes, but when he is reading with him, he bites the bullet and wears a literati robe.When I saw Emperor Wen today, I had to put up [-]% of my energy.
The apricot-colored collared robe is covered with a white jade armor, and there is a very fine armband on the arm, inlaid with fine gemstones. It looks inconspicuous, but it makes the person extraordinarily handsome.
The fate of the children of the heavenly family is arranged for them.
Ping Ge knew from a young age that he could not escape the fate of a marriage.
Unexpectedly, I was mentally prepared, but such a handsome man came.Don't mention the title of major general, just mention Wen Le, even if he is a villager, Ping Ge is willing to marry.
After all, a girl's thoughts cannot be hidden from sharp-eyed people.
Emperor Wen drank his tea and said, "Can Little Twelve study obediently these days?"
Ping Ge was taken aback, and came back to his senses and replied: "Father, Twelve has been obedient recently. Last time I took the school exam, Old Master Yue praised Twelve's paintings."
Emperor Wen nodded in satisfaction, and glanced at Wen Le who was seated from the corner of his eye.The kid kept his eyes straight, and occasionally took a sip of tea, as if nothing could catch his eyes.
Just as Emperor Wen was thinking about it, Jiang Yu on the side said something to him in a low voice. Emperor Wen pondered and said, "Xuan."
Jiang Yu took two steps back, flung the floating dust, and shouted: "The saintess of Noise Persia has an audience!"
Under the banner of recuperating at home, Wen Le did not enter the palace to accompany her.A lot of news was sent by Zhou Chongtuo's trusted little eunuch. Let's talk about the Lulin Village first. Zhuang He and Wang Hu have already taken hundreds of people under their command to Luzhou, and that place is Wenle's mother's place. In the place of birth, there is an elder aunt and a younger uncle in charge of affairs in the family, and they all love Wenle one by one.
Hundreds of people passed by, and if they wanted to gain a firm foothold, they had to be taken care of by local people.Wen Le's little uncle is called Quan Jin, a well-known libertine in Luzhou, who was forced by hundreds of people like his nephew to find a way to arrange it, and was so worried that he never went to the brothel.
The matter of the Green Forest Village is over, it is the matter of the Persian saint.
Zhou Chong knew the news in the palace early in the morning. After Emperor Wen accepted the visit of the Persian saint, he didn't know why he wanted to let the saint experience the customs of the Southern Dynasty and go to school with the princes and daughters in the Imperial College.
It is said that this Persian saint is the youngest daughter of the Persian king. She was raised under the Persian angel from birth, and her eyes were covered with white veils. It is said that seeing the filth in the world will damage the aura of the saint and hurt the fortune of Persia.
Just as Bunle was thinking about it, the Persian saint came in from outside.
Stepping over the threshold, I heard the crisp sound of the ankles jingling.Taking a closer look, it was not a bell, but the sound of unpolished gemstones rising and falling as they moved.
There is a legend in Persia that the gemstones on the ankles of Persian saints are like pebbles in the downstream. After wearing down and becoming round and smooth gemstones, they can keep people safe and smooth throughout their lives.
The saint's dress is very bold, revealing her slender waist and ankles.The long white gauze covers the hair, and the eyes are also covered.The earrings inlaid with gemstones hang down at the collarbone, and there is brilliance between every gesture.
She is a god imprisoned by gems.
All eyes were on the saint, Wen Le raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the man who supported the saint to meet.The man was also wearing a white shirt. Persia values white, and only the royal family can wear white.
The third prince of Persia and the saint of Persia are twin dragons and phoenixes.
As if aware of Wenle's gaze, Hongyu helped the saint a step forward, led the saint to salute, and said: "Your Majesty, Hongyu and the saint have been in Jinlin for more than a month, and have seen the prosperity of the Southern Dynasty. Only to present the Persian secret treasure - Bingdilian, wishing to be friends with Nanchao forever."
Emperor Wen raised his eyebrows with interest, and asked Jiang Yu to take the Bingdilian from Hongyu.
Bing Dilian was carved from a whole piece of ruby, blood red all over, warm to the touch, shining very eye-catching light under the light.
Emperor Wen looked overjoyed, admired a lot of things, and said: "The third prince and the saintess live in the palace, is there any inconvenience?"
Hongyu was originally a foreigner, so he shouldn't live in the palace.But the Persian tradition is also difficult to change. The saint can't be taken care of by others, so she can only live in the palace. On weekdays, she doesn't leave the gate. past.
Just as Hongyu sat down, the stool was not even warm enough to sit on, so he immediately knelt down and thanked him, and said: "If you go back to the emperor, Hongyu and the saint's daily food and clothing expenses are divided according to the prince's prince and daughter, and you can still go to the Imperial Academy to enroll. It is extremely lucky, and I am grateful to the emperor for his grace."
After finishing speaking, he knelt down and prostrated.
Wen Le's teeth were sore when he heard that, the third prince's bones were too brittle, and he didn't even blink his eyes when he flattered him.
Sure enough, Emperor Wen rewarded a lot of gadgets.
After the dinner, Wen Le didn't want to stay in the palace, so he found an excuse and slipped away. Zhou Chong was so angry that he threw Wen Le's pillows out of the palace, cursing and saying that he was of the same sex and inhumane, and that he was still strict. Uncle went to pick up the pillow and patted the ground to comfort his Ninth Prince to go down.
After returning home, Fu Xiaoyu was still in the palace to attend the minister's dinner, but failed to come back.Wenle's small courtyard has expanded a lot now, and the people who should be there are not there, and it still looks deserted.
The big goose was swimming around in the pond, very happy. When it saw Wen Le, it rushed up to peck him.
Wen Le kept hiding, and finally flew up to the eaves with lightness kung fu, looking at the high moon and the main entrance of Zhen Guo Mansion.
The sedan chair with lotus leaves wrapped around the four corners came back, Ma Cheng also seemed to have drunk some wine, his face looked black and red.
There was a sound from inside the sedan chair, and Ma Cheng immediately leaned closer to listen, only to see the person inside asking with the smell of alcohol——
"Did you bring the things you bought for the major general?"
Ma Cheng replied: "Master, put your head under the seat."
There was a lot of ping-ping-pong-pong inside.
Just as he was looking for something, the sedan chair stopped suddenly, the curtain was pulled open, and a person rushed in like a wind.
Fu Xiaoyu had a severe headache after drinking, and it was even more uncomfortable to be blown by the head wind.The sedan chair swayed slowly again, and when he looked up, he could only see those shining eyes from the darkness.
Wen Le was sitting on the roof, when he saw Fu Xiaoyu's sedan chair, he rushed in without hesitation, frowning from the smell of alcohol in the sedan chair.
Fu Xiaoyu held a piece of sandalwood carving in his hand, and said, "Young General, look, it's for you."
The sedan chair was narrow, so Wen Le simply lifted up his robe and sat on the floor.Looking at it with the light from the outside, the sandalwood carving has a fresh wood fragrance, and the carving is a little tiger, which looks naive and very cute.
Wen Le smiled and stuffed it into his pocket, saying, "It looks cute."
Fu Xiaoyu propped her cheeks, her head was dizzy. Hearing Wen Le's words, she didn't forget to reply, and said, "You too."
Look at it, it is more lovable than any little tiger.
The author says:
Others look at saintesses, while Bunraku looks at handsome men.
Fu Xiaoyu: What the hell, I can't see anything outside the hall. Where is my Lele, is she thirsty or hungry?
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