major general

Zhang Lieyuan was in Licheng and often sent letters back.He sent it to Wen Le every time, and he left without any worries, only the darling in the mansion couldn't let go, but because he had hardened his heart and told him not to wait, now that he misses him so much, he dare not send a letter to that person. letters.

Wen Le didn't know what the two of them were up to, but vaguely sensed that they had a quarrel, so she went to Sun Yuer's place when she received the letter, and invited him to read it together.

The mansion has long been familiar with Wenle, and Sun Shangshu felt that his son was too cowardly, and Wenle's temper was just straightforward and strong. He wished that Wenle would come to the mansion three or four times a day. It would be a good thing to turn his son's temper back a little.

Skipping through the courtyard of the mansion, Wen Le didn't wait for the little boy to pass on the news, and directly pushed the door of Sun Yu'er's room.

After Zhang Lie left, Sun Yu'er was seriously ill. The illness was good and bad, and it didn't get better until early autumn.The body has lost too much, and the flesh on the face has dropped a lot, and it has long since lost that cute and chubby appearance.

Wen Le looked at Sun Yu'er, and reached out to grab his waist.

Sun Yu'er couldn't dodge in time, let him touch it, glared at it, and said, "Let Master Jijiu know that you are such a frivolous and good man outside, and see if he doesn't use a ruler to spank your ass."

Wen Le ignored his teasing words and asked, "Did you lose weight again?"

Sun Yu'er paused while pouring the tea, shook her head with a smile, and said, "My mother said, I'm picking a stick. In terms of age, I'm older than you and...Zhang Lie, Didn't you notice that I've grown a lot taller?"

Wen Le glanced at it, and found that Sun Yu'er was really taller, almost taller than him.It's just that there is no flesh left on his body, and he looks extremely thin.

"Don't talk about it, just know what you have in mind. How are you doing recently?"

Sun Yu'er showed Wen Le a scroll.

Sun Yu'er is not good at reading, but she is good at painting.Zhang Lie reported on his duties. The people he knew from the ethnology had already become officials after participating in Chunwei, and those who failed to pass the exam continued to study. People came and went, and there were not many friends left in the end.

Knowing his son's virtues, Sun Shangshu simply helped him drop out of school and invited a master to teach at home.

There is a small courtyard in the backyard, which is filled with his paintings.

Wen Le unfolded the scroll, and Sun Yuer's hidden sign was printed on the bottom.He was in poor health when he was a child, and Sun Shangshu carried him to Yuanyin Temple to pray for Buddha. The monk gave him a few pearls, saying that they were for his safety, and by the way, he lit a long-lived lamp in the main hall. The base was engraved with The hidden name taken by the monk - Yuyang.

"Flowing Spring", from the cranes in the sky to the grass on the ground, the forests are dense and the wild flowers are blooming.With a few shallow strokes, the beauty of spring is vividly portrayed.

Wen Le pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Sun Yu'er and said, "Yu'er, you've made it."

Wenle heard from family members that he wanted to raise his name.Grandma loves his paintings, but I heard that Mr. Yuyang is still young and has never had a masterpiece circulated.

In order to please the old lady of Zhen Guo Mansion, Fu Xiaoyu spent a lot of time looking for it, and finally found a pair, which is now hanging in the side hall of the old lady's Buddhist hall.

When Wen Le mentioned that Fu Xiaoyu was begging everywhere to buy his paintings, Sun Yuer was delighted to hear that, and his brows and eyes relaxed a lot.

Seeing that Sun Yu'er's expression improved, Wen Le felt relieved, took out a letter and handed it to him, saying, "It's from Zhang Lie, please take a look."

Sun Yu'er's expression remained unchanged, and she took it calmly.The rice glue was not glued firmly, and the envelope opened with a slight tug.

In three or five sentences in the letter, he explained his current situation clearly.

With Cong Taoguang's help, Zhang Lie didn't suffer much.Even if the local magistrate suppressed him through the officials, he was used to these grievances as early as when he was stationed in Jinlin.

Zhang Lie was born to be an official, he was patient and thoughtful, and after more than half a year's work, he had already gained a firm foothold in Licheng.

Although Wen Le didn't take the initiative to send a letter, he also asked Zu Jun's old department to take care of him. I heard that Zhang Lie adapted very quickly, and he didn't catch up with the care. He took care of everything properly.

"...everything is fine, take care."

After reading the last line, Sun Yu'er put the letter away, pressed the rice glue that had dried up, and said, "Thank you, Wenle."

Wen Le looked at his face, and was about to say something when a servant's announcement came from outside.

Ma Cheng pushed the door open and came in, saluted Sun Yu'er first, and then looked at Wen Le with some flattery, and said, "Young General, the master is worried that you will forget the time to eat when you are having fun at Sun Gongzi's house, so I entrust the servant to deliver it to you." Here comes your favorite bamboo leaf cake."

Sun Yu'er laughed out loud, causing Wen Le to take it with a red face, and pushed Ma Cheng out of the house.

"I'm afraid you'll 'forget the time', I think Master Jijiu is here to remind you not to forget the time." Sun Yu'er said, picking up a piece of bamboo leaf cake with scallion-like fingers and eating it.

Wen Le scolded a few words, but also felt that his face was slightly red, and he ate several pieces as if to cover up.

Under the wooden box containing the bamboo leaf cake, there was also a book.Bunraku patted the powdered sugar on his hands, and turned to read two pages.

Looking at Wen Le's face, Sun Yu'er blushed visibly, and then her face turned livid, she stood up abruptly, opened the door and ran out.

People walked in a hurry, and the door was still open.

The wind blowing in from outside made Sun Yu'er shiver.

The boy came in, closed the door, lit a brazier for Sun Yu'er in the room, and asked, "Master, does "The Picture of Flowing Spring" need to be collected in the study?"

Sun Yu'er shook her head and said, "Isn't dad going to participate in some poetry appreciation event? You send this painting to him and say that I happened to buy Mr. Yuyang's painting for him to take to the poetry appreciation event for appreciation."

The boy nodded, picked up the scroll, saw the letter on the table, and was just about to take it and pack it up when Sun Yu'er stopped him.

Sun Yu'er's hand was frighteningly cold, and the servant withdrew it immediately.

"Keep the letter."

The boy took the order and cautiously left the house.

Sun Yu'er sat blankly for a while, then took the letter and stuffed it under the pillow.The soothing sachet was discarded at her feet, and Sun Yu'er leaned on the pillow, smelling the vague fragrance of ink, and fell asleep so fast for the first time.

The Sun Mansion was very quiet, but the Zhen Guo Mansion was not as peaceful.

Wen Le came back with lightness kung fu, unexpectedly one step faster than Ma Cheng.He flew directly into the gate of the courtyard, and the guards behind the Zhen Guo Mansion were startled, and almost fell from the tree. When they fixed their eyes, they saw that it was the major general, and then silently held their hands steady.

They are on duty every day to see if there is any blind thing to come to the Zhen Guo Mansion. Who knows that the Major General climbs the wall very well all day long, so they want to ask why the gate of the Zhen Guo Mansion is embedded with a knife blade. Well, this major general climbs over the wall every day faster than them.

Wen Le pushed the servant away and kicked the door of Fu Xiaoyu's room.

Skip the sapphire screen, the smoke is lingering inside, and Bunle fanned the wind before he could see the people clearly.

Fu Xiaoyu is taking a bath.

The half-person-high bucket is filled with warm hot spring water, and a lot of medicinal herbs are placed in it to resist the severe cold.

Hearing the movement, Fu Xiaoyu fiddled with her dark hair.It is true that the veterans of the two dynasties have a face like a crown of jade.

Wen Le held his breath for a long time, looking at the picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath, she felt a little helpless.

Seeing that his face turned blue, Fu Xiaoyu was afraid of causing some sudden illness, so she quickly stood up and pulled him, saying, "What's the matter? It's freezing outside?"

Only then did Wen Le come back to his senses, glanced down at his standing body, took the book and threw it with all his strength, almost hitting Fu Xiaoyu on the forehead, and cursed: "The prodigal son!"

After speaking, he pushed him away, and walked out angrily.

Fu Xiaoyu soaked the hot soup in a daze, and it took a while to come back to her senses, and she smiled wantonly while holding the bathtub.

Wen Le was young, so he hadn't read much of these pornographic books, and lying in bed at night, he still couldn't forget the pretentious words and phrases, so he simply pulled up the quilt, kicked his feet twice, and didn't know what kind of temper he was having.

The door was pushed open, and Wen Le knew who it was by smelling it. He hummed twice to show his back, and expressed the five characters that he didn't want to talk to you in his actions.

Fu Xiaoyu had already dried her hair, lifted Wenle's quilt, and rolled inside.

Wen Le thought he was going to say something, but who knew that the man was so thick-skinned, so he turned around and kicked him.

Fu Xiaoyu dodged, raised her legs and pushed Wen Le down, seeing his distraught face, couldn't help laughing again.

"Fu Xiaoyu!"

It's been a month since I called my name last time, Fu Xiaoyu closed her smile, leaned close to Wenle, and said, "Don't be angry, I also happened to go to a teahouse with Ma Cheng today, and seeing this book for sale, I felt fresh. I just bought it for you to see, if you want to be angry, I will tell Ma Cheng to beat up the boss of the script right now."

Bunle was still angry, puffing out his mouth like a puffer fish and not speaking.

Fu Xiaoyu raised her head and shouted outside: "Ma Cheng, let me tell you what I said today, boss—"

After listening to half of the order, Ma Cheng raised his head and asked, "Master, can you say it again?"

Si Zhu's ears are better than his, and seeing Ma Cheng wanted to ask again, so he kicked him and said, "Let's go, don't disturb the young master's intimacy."

Ma Cheng listened carefully, but didn't hear anything, and thought to himself that the master is the master, and the major general who is in a rage can handle it to death.

Fu Xiaoyu was covered by Wen Le, and gave him a pitiful look.

There was no movement outside, Bunle breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt someone licking the palm of his hand, and goosebumps arose immediately.

"you--"

Fu Xiaoyu held down Wen Le's hand, followed his palm to kiss his wrist, and then took advantage of the situation above and below to kiss the armband on his arm.

It has to be said that the major general looked at the young man's spirit, which matched these exquisite jewelry very well. No one could tell that this man was the general who killed wild wolves on the battlefield, but he thought he was a son raised by some family.

But Fu Xiaoyu didn't dare to tell Wen Le about this, for fear of getting him to beat him up.

Bunle felt that his fingers were so hot that it was difficult for him to exert strength.

Both of them had showered, so their clothes were not worn properly.After this back and forth, as long as Wen Le raised his head, he could see Fu Xiaoyu's beautiful collarbone.The rope of the obscene clothes was not tied tightly, as if the clothes could be untied with a light tug.

Just thinking about it, following Fu Xiaoyu's kissing movement, Xianyi really broke away.

For the first time, Wen Le was so close to the opponent's body, his eyes widened in fright and he dared not move.The other party is the son of a real merchant, and the bowls, chopsticks and spoons used for snacks and drinks are all gold.The people raised are even more unusual, with firm and smooth skin. If Wenle loves to hang out in brothels, I'm afraid that he will be seduced by such a goblin for several months.

Seeing that Wen Le was dumbfounded, Fu Xiaoyu hooked the other's hand and touched her shoulder, and asked, "Don't you like it?"

Bun Le tightened his hands and shook his head stupidly.

"What do you mean by shaking your head? Don't like it or don't know?"

"like."

Wen Le's fingers trembled a little, and he squeezed Fu Xiaoyu's shoulders that were as smooth as jade, and added: "I like it."

Fu Xiaoyu squinted and smiled like a fox.

36 tricks for beauties, Bunle's art of war is not up to standard, and he should be punished.

The author says:

Fu Xiaoyu: You peeked at me taking a shower and you still called me a prodigal son? (There is also a small dungeon and you will be married. If you have a starfish, vote for a starfish. If you don’t have a starfish, comment more and kiss each of you.)