major general

The news of Pingge's marriage and the news that Fu Xiaoyu went to Licheng to pay homage to his mentor spread throughout Jinlin.

When Fu Xiaoyu accepted the secret decree, he scolded the whole family of Emperor Wen in his heart, thinking that in a few months, he would be bragging about being the young wife of the Zhen Guofu, and what the hell is going on right now.

Cursing is scolding, Fu Xiaoyu has to bite the bullet and accept the order, but how to change the way to deal with the prince later is another matter.

Because he was going to Licheng, Fu Xiaoyu simply took several days of sick leave, and went with Wen Le at home.

Bunle didn't feel much about the separation between the two, he was used to separation since he was a child.Whether it's with parents, or Zu Jun, the whole family has never stayed together for a few days. Hearing this news, there is no fluctuation in his heart.

On the other hand, Fu Xiaoyu was so angry that he pressed Wen Le on the weapon shelf in the study and bullied him a lot.

Sizhu was outside, no matter how thick-skinned Wen Le was, he was too embarrassed to suffer this torture in front of his servant, and kept pushing Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu bit his face and said, "Is the major general really so ruthless?"

Wen Le touched the tooth marks on his face, and replied: "It's not like you won't come back..."

When Fu Xiaoyu heard this, her complexion became even worse, and she looked at him sullenly.

Wen Le swallowed, didn't know where to put his hands, turned his head around, put his hands on Fu Xiaoyu's waist, picked at the silver embroidery on the belt, and said, "Then, I can't leave home either. These stalls, follow you."

When Wen Le said to follow him, Fu Xiaoyu's complexion improved a lot.He was born to be overwhelmed by Wen Le, and the other party could coax him well with a single word.

Seeing that Fu Xiaoyu's expression eased, Wen Le heaved a sigh of relief, listening to the sound of Sizhu outside, while clasping Fu Xiaoyu's waist and leaning towards her.

Since the "intimacy" last time, the two of them have been secretly playing with their fiancé's escapades.

Not to mention Fu Xiaoyu, the side courtyard didn't raise half of this beautiful lady, so when I met someone I liked, I naturally wanted to be close.The young man was greedy for joy, and Wen Le didn't give in too much. When there was no one else, he raised his small eyes on Fu Xiaoyu, and the other party immediately pressed him down and kissed him like a hungry wolf seeing meat.

Licheng is not close, and he may not be able to catch up with Wen Le to watch the new year if he comes back and forth.

Fu Xiaoyu was thinking about a lot of things, touching the silver gun on the weapon rack, as if touching Wenle's waist.The silver gun was shot by the old general of the Zhenguo Mansion himself. Wen Le and Wen Yue each had one, not even their father.

There are red tassels inlaid on the top of the silver gun, and the body of the gun has been honed for many years, making it very smooth.In addition to the red tassels, a hole was punched in the end of the gun, and a wooden carving was hung on it.

Fu Xiaoyu took a closer look, and found that he was drunk that day and bought it for Wen Le.

Wen Le is a straight-hearted person who doesn't hide anything.If he likes you, he would be happy to let you know, just like he started thinking about Fu Xiaoyu, there is nothing missing from Fu Xiaoyu on his body.

He wears armbands on his hands, a jade wrench on his neck, and even on the silver gun that he spends day and night with, there is a wooden carving of a little tiger given by Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu finally let out all her anger.

Wen Le felt that the atmosphere had warmed up a lot, and like a brat with no skin or face, he entangled Fu Xiaoyu and made a fuss about being intimate with him.

Fu Xiaoyu snorted coldly, hooked Wen Le's legs to her waist, and simply hugged her and sat on the table behind the screen.

The strength of Wen Le's lower body is stable, and it is tightly wrapped, making Fu Xiaoyu's eyes sink slightly, wishing to tear this man off, press him on the table, and slap him hard from behind.

The two looked at each other without speaking, and somehow their tongues got entangled again.

Sitting on the table, Wen Le was as tall as Fu Xiaoyu, and rarely had to look up, biting Fu Xiaoyu's lower lip, grinding between her lips.

Fu Xiaoyu took care of Wen Le comfortably, and did not forget to ask for some favors for herself. With a big wave of his hand, more than half of Wen Le's collar was lifted, revealing the collarbone.

The door outside rang, Sizhu came in with Laba porridge, and shouted: "Master, Miss Zilin made Laba porridge, and asked the servant to bring some over."

Didn't hear any movement, Si Zhu glanced inside the screen and asked: "Master?"

The screen is made of pure cloth, which completely blocks Si Zhu's eyes, making him unable to see anything.

Wen Le gritted her teeth, her neck was licked so wet, it felt very strange, just about to fight back, but her mouthpiece was pinched again, and she couldn't make any sound.

The sound of footsteps came gradually, Wen Le's eyes widened, and he pushed Fu Xiaoyu with some effort.

Fu Xiaoyu looked out of the screen like a wolf that hadn't eaten enough, and said, "Wen Le is taking a bath, just put things on the table outside."

Sizhu was startled by Fu Xiaoyu's voice, put down her things, and ran out hastily.

Wen Le's heart was beating very fast, and Fu Xiaoyu untied most of his clothes, Si Zhu really saw him, he really couldn't be the master.

The door closed again, and the sound of closing the door made Bunle relax a lot. After taking a deep breath, he fell back on the table.The clothes were spread out, revealing the chest and stomach, and the marks on the neck were very eye-catching.

Fu Xiaoyu endured it for a while, and just as she was about to step back half a step, her lower back was covered by her legs, and she almost fell on Wen Le as she moved forward.

"Do you need to clean up?" Fu Xiaoyu asked, leaning on the table behind Wen Le.

Wen Le tightened his legs and said, "Master, I can't bear to bully my students."

Fu Xiaoyu rubbed his thigh with a half-smile, bit his shoulder, and demonstrated to her bad student what bullying is.

Go early and come back early, take care of things.

Fu Xiaoyu gave this order to her servants.

So the original seven-day journey to Licheng was crushed by this group of people to three days.

When Fu Xiaoyu got out of the carriage, he almost pinned Ma Cheng to the ground and gave him a hard hammer.He's a bastard, he learned badly from He He.

The movement of Fu Xiaoyu's return was not small. As soon as the guards at the city gate checked on the front feet, Tang Hao's men and horses from Zhizhou arrived, and they dismounted from their horses to salute Fu Xiaoyu from a distance: "Master Jijiu, the boat and the car are too tired, why don't you go to the government with the officials?" Let's take a rest. The lower officials have prepared a banquet to clean up your lord's dust."

Fu Xiaoyu didn't even look at it, and got into the sedan chair directly.

Tang Hao can be said to be the emperor of the land in Licheng. Whoever sees him is not talking nicely, even the thorny Zhang Lie, now he can't be offended, and he would rather not see him. This Fu Jijiu is just a The ignorant literati of Guozijian dare to treat themselves like this.

Tang Hao was so angry that his veins bulged, and the staff at the side had a good meal to appease him.

After seeing Tang Hao's pale face enough, Ma Cheng stepped forward to salute, and said with a smile, "Master Tang, don't be surprised. My master came to Licheng this time mainly to express condolences to his teacher. Chanting scriptures, I am afraid that I will run into Mr. Tang's residence and collide."

Hearing the explanation, Tang Hao's expression softened, his face was wrinkled with a smile, and he couldn't see the stern expression just now, and said, "It's because the lower officials didn't think carefully. The banquet can be avoided, please go to the next level, Mr. Jijiu." How many days do you live in the official residence? After all, this Licheng is a place in the mountains, and the post stations are mixed with fish and dragons, so it is still inconvenient."

Ma Cheng continued to say with a smile: "Don't bother Mr. Tang. The Fu family has a house in Licheng, and they have already asked people to clean it up, so it's over."

Tang Hao: "..." Knowing that your Fu family has a great career, is that okay?

The two sides exchanged warm greetings again, and Ma Cheng directly led the group to the main street of Licheng.Tang Hao saw off with a smile, and when the people walked away, he put away his smile and said to the staff next to him, "Call people to follow and see where they live."

With a hot face on his cold ass, Tang Hao returned to the house and received a message from his staff.It is said that Fu Xiaoyu went directly from the main street to the foot of Cishan Mountain, but at some point, a big house with three entrances and three exits was built there.Cishan is shrouded in smog, like a mirage. When you get closer, you can see that it is well arranged, like a palace.

Tang Hao glanced at his Zhizhou Mansion, and severely broke the glass cup he just bought.

Fuck rich!

Wherever Fu Xiaoyu went, she always lived in the best house and slept in the biggest bed. The only grievance she suffered in her life was probably being squeezed next to Wenle's small courtyard.

Speaking of not eating meat, Fu Xiaoyu almost vomited from eating dry food these days. After eating a pot of ginseng chicken alone, he still didn't forget to say to Ma Cheng: "This cook is doing a good job. You should ask Wen Le to try it. You go Ask him if he would like to work in Jinlin."

Ma Cheng: "..."

Fu Xiaoyu didn't stay for long, he expressed his condolences to Dean Yuchi, and on the second day of recuperation, he swaggered up to Cishan in that sedan chair.

There were lotus leaf bags hanging on the four corners of the sedan chair, and Fu Xiaoyu leaned against the window, smelling the fragrance of the lotus leaves, wondering how Tang Hao's horse feet should be exposed.

After going up the mountain, Fu Xiaoyu was finally willing to move his precious feet, opened the curtain and entered the academy.

Yu Academy has been in decline for a long time, and Fu Xiaoyu had only been studying for more than a month at that time, thinking that he was not as good as himself, so he took Ma Cheng away in the middle of the night, Fu Sheng was so angry that he almost beat him with a feather duster.

At that time, there were still one hundred and eighty people in the academy. Unexpectedly, these ten years have passed by, and the academy has fallen to this level.I don't know how long the house has not been cleaned, or the cleaning staff are too busy.The dead leaves all over the ground looked bleak.

Fu Xiaoyu walked around, and there were only more than 20 people inside. The students who came to study had already gone home for a reunion for the New Year, and the academy seemed particularly lonely.

"You are Lord Jijiu, right?" The housekeeper of Yuchi Mansion saluted Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu nodded, looked at the white lanterns everywhere, and said, "Yu came to pay homage to Dean Yuchi."

The butler sighed, asked someone to take paper money for candles, and took Fu Xiaoyu and Ma Cheng to the back mountain of the academy.

The winter is even colder, the new year has passed, the auspicious snow has just melted, and it is so cold that people can't walk.

Ma Cheng is a martial artist, and he felt that the snow had penetrated into his body through his boots.He couldn't help looking at Fu Xiaoyu, and before he could care about his beloved master, he saw the waterproof and warm moccasin boots on his legs.

Ma Cheng: "..." Damn it, it's too early to feel distressed.

After walking for half an hour, Fu Xiaoyu saw the cemetery of Yuchi's family.Dean Yuchi, according to his seniority, grew a sapling at the farthest point beside the tomb. It was cold and windy in winter, and he didn't know if he could survive it.

The butler lit the candle, lit the fire, threw paper money into it, and said, "The master is in a hurry, leaving only his wife who is pregnant with Liujia. Master, you have to protect the wife in the spirit of heaven, she is the only one in the Yuchi family. Alone."

Fu Xiaoyu listened to the housekeeper's thoughts, and gave a student salute to the grave.

The author says:

Fu Xiaoyu: I have no other advantages except being rich.