major general

In the middle of the night, he left the palace at the last moment under the palace key.

Fearing that Fu Xiaoyu would be uncomfortable after sitting in the carriage for a whole day, Wen Le called Sizhu, and invited the largest and softest sedan chair in the house, Fu Xiaoyu sat on it with a smile, dangled on it and almost fell asleep.

Standing outside Zhenguo Mansion, Fu Xiaoyu scanned the gold-plated three words on the plaque, and suddenly felt relieved that the tired bird was returning to its nest.

Bunle was sleepy, snoring in front of a table of delicacies.

Fu Xiaoyu pushed him to wake him up, holding the glittering imperial edict, and said: "Young General Wen Le accepts the edict."

Wen Le was taken aback, and Sizhu had to pull her back before recovering, opened the hem of her clothes and obediently knelt down.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, Bunle has heard many imperial edicts.Since his mother's womb, he has listened to the imperial edict to go to the border gate to guard the city in his mother's womb.

Then he listened to the imperial decree of returning to Jinlin.

The edict came at a very coincidental time, it happened to be Wenle's twelfth birthday.

Zu Jun personally made him longevity noodles, which were salty and spicy. He choked his nose and was forced to drink the soup.

His elder brother Wen Yue took him for a walk outside the city and caught two foxes.

All kinds of things about the past and the past can't be talked about by a child like him.

On the first day of Emperor Wen's reign, the new official issued an imperial decree to promote him to the title of General Zhen Guo, thinking about the vulgar folk customs and harsh environment in the border towns, he ordered the twelve-year-old Major General Wen Le to return to Jinlin.

Wen Le hadn't heard about Jin Lin for 12 years, and she was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't want to go back, and he didn't want to go back, even if there were the old lady and sister Zilin whom he had been thinking about for a long time.

Zu Jun fought on the battlefield, but when he got older, his heart softened and he was very worried.

Wen Yue completely inherited Zu Jun's hostility when he was young, pulling Wen Le was like a hammer, and his buttocks were swollen from the hammer, so he said: "Jin Lin must go back."

With a big snot in his nose, Wen Le refused, sobbing and choking, muttering like a young master: "I'm leaving, who will protect Luosang? Who will protect Sizhu? Our border is so big and wide. Where are the soldiers enough to guard?"

Wen Yue's heart softened, and he hugged Wen Le in his arms to coax him, finally stopped crying, and said, "Brother, watch over."

The next day, a letter from my parents came from the south, and there was only one word—reply.

Bunraku never had a good impression of the imperial decree.

When Fu Xiaoyu finished reading the last word, Wen Le was foolishly helped up by Si Zhu, and asked: "Didn't we set a date to get married? Why did it delay for another month?"

Sizhu rolled her eyes secretly, dare you hear such an important point after listening for a long time?

Ma Cheng held down Sizhu and went out, giving the two masters some personal space.

Fu Xiaoyu also laughed straight after hearing this, and said, "If you think so, I should marry here quickly?"

It was only then that Wen Le realized that what he said was ambiguous, and said falteringly: "No, isn't it already decided."

Fu Xiaoyu pulled him to sit at the table, served him chestnut porridge, and said: "The Zhenguo Mansion is intricately intertwined, and it is constantly attached to the previous dynasty. Only the two of us, the Fu Mansion and the Zhen Guo Mansion alone can't stop the people talking. Now From now on, I personally decree that our marriage is a foregone conclusion, and if you dare to talk about it, I will put this decree in that person's mouth."

Fu Xiaoyu said it cruelly, but her tone was to amuse children. Wen Le listened to the music, and really took out the tissue paper, copied the imperial decree seriously, put it in a small purse, and photographed it in a serious manner. shoot.

The two of them finished their meal and washed and lay on the bed. Wen Le didn't mention it and went back to his own room, and swaggered to occupy his place on Fu Xiaoyu's bed.

When people get married, they are not allowed to see each other for more than a month.

It's good for them to live together.

Wen Le groaned, seeing Fu Xiaoyu sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, stepping on his back, making trouble with him like a child.

Fu Xiaoyu didn't hide either, and sat in front of the stove to dry her hair, then turned around and grabbed Wen Le's ankle, biting that toe.

Wen Le couldn't dodge in time, was bitten squarely, and was firmly crushed by Fu Xiaoyu's legs.

Kissing up his neck, Wen Le covered his mouth and said, "You really don't care!"

Fu Xiaoyu also imitated him and said: "My husband's feet are also fragrant!"

The two quarreled for a while before they fell asleep. Fu Xiaoyu was about to get up to extinguish the candle, but Wen Le grabbed him and flicked the candle with his fingers, and the flame went out.

Fu Xiaoyu didn't know that he had this skill, so when no one could see him in the dark, he pressed him into his arms and kissed him several times.

Wen Le was exhausted all day, terribly sleepy, groped in the quilt for a long time, and fell asleep holding the jade wrench around his neck.

Fu Xiaoyu was also extremely tired, but she just couldn't bear it. She always felt that she would miss Wenle by closing her eyes. Finally, she pressed against the other's forehead, and fell into a peaceful sleep with the warm breath constantly hitting her collarbone.

Fu Xiaoyu's return to life went smoothly, but Zhang Lie's side was in a state of desperation.

There is no other reason.

Tang Hao died in prison.

There were more than 30 guards in the prison, but none of them saw when the other party died.

I only know that when the shift was changed, the police who came to check found that Tang Hao, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, had already been separated from his head, blood was dripping all over the floor, and his head didn't know where it went. Under the dim candlelight, only his neck could be seen. Broken flesh.

A plum blossom dart on the wall with a note floating on it.

[Tang Haoxiang's head has been accepted——Sincerely, Lie Wuhen]

Zhang Lie asked the person who knew the state capital to ask, and it was as expected.Tang Hao forged Wuhen's letter and searched the Yu Academy wantonly, still angered Wuhen, a man in the world, and took his life directly.

Zhang Lie hated Tang Hao so much that he wanted to tear him apart a long time ago, but under the pressure of his superiors, he had to spare half of his life to return to Jinlin.

This is Wuhen's work is clean and refreshing.

Zhang Lie was thinking, Cong Taoguang asked: "Sir, what should I do?"

Zhang Lie glanced at him and said, "The arrest document will be posted tomorrow."

"Arrest documents? But we don't even know what Wuhen is like."

Zhang Lie looked at Tang Hao, who had only one body left, and said quietly: "Who knows what he looks like without a trace, just give him a name. Thinking about Tang Hao's arrangement and arrangement, he didn't expect to die. In the hands of the Jianghu people."

Cong Taoguang understood Zhang Lie's meaning and withdrew.

In the early morning of the next day, arrest documents were all over the villages in Licheng.

A arrest document with only three large characters on it - Le Wuhen.

No real name, no facial description.But these three words gave some people a chilling energy.

The man in black with a hood walked in front of the arresting documents, ate oily scallion pancakes, then walked out shaking his head.The wind blew, and the hat was a little skewed, and shorter people could see a plum-shaped birthmark on his collarbone.

"Tsk tsk. Now Wuhen is really a ruthless person. Didn't you say you only steal things before? Why did you suddenly steal people's lives?"

"This is not stealing people's lives, this is killing!"

"What's wrong with the murder? What kind of good bird did you kill? Tang Hao, that bastard, should go to the [-]th floor of hell."

"That's right, I think that Tang Hao must have provoked Uncle Wuhen, and that's why he lost his life."

"Don't talk about this, I heard that Yu Academy held some reading clubs, and invited Mr. Yuyang to come and paint."

"Who is Mr. Yuyang?"

"You don't even know him!"

"..."

Mrs. Yuchi inherited the mantle of Dean Yuchi and wanted to carry forward the Jade Academy.

The students who had been favored earlier also rushed to Cishan in a mighty way, and there were also many young masters and young ladies who came here for the sake of Mr. Yang.

Zhang Lie came late, and the strong fragrance of winter jasmine made him sneeze when he entered the door.

Mrs. Yuchi saw him, stepped forward to salute, and invited him to the upper seat.

Zhang Lie didn't refuse, sat on his seat and listened to those individuals recite their sour poems.

After a while, Mrs. Yuchi stood up with support on her waist, and said: "The Jade Academy went wrong a few days ago, and now my concubine is re-opening the academy. My husband has been studying and teaching all his life, and I once told my concubine, What he hopes to see most is that the Jade Academy will be re-opened. Therefore, the concubine decided not to stick to the library, and the majority of students can enter the library to read and copy ancient books. If the value of a book is only for collection , I am so sorry for the author's painstaking efforts."

Knowing that the books in the library can be viewed and copied freely, the students are all excited, and they can't wait to go to the library now.

Zhang Lie took a sip of hot tea, smiled, and thought that he could live if he was popular, and relying on the library, the Jade Academy was just around the corner.

"At the same time, the Academy will hold a reading club every six months. This time, Yu Academy invited Mr. Yuyang, who will paint and auction on the spot. , I hope that Licheng can get out of the shadow of the flood and turn the crisis into safety as soon as possible."

Amidst the uproar, a veiled figure came out of the house.

He is not tall and a little thin.

Without saying a word, he took the paintbrush and drew on the white paper in the courtyard. No one saw the sudden change in Zhang Lie's face.

Wuyu watched Zhang Lie's expression change, and shouted, "Godfather? Is the wound uncomfortable?"

Zhang Lie waved his hands and looked at the people who were painting in the courtyard like stars and moons.

An hour passed.

Sun Yu'er put away the paintbrush, dried the last drop of ink on it, and printed the word "Yuyang" on the side of the painting.

The sound of the auction was endless, and besides the students, there were also many merchants who came to watch the fun, and unexpectedly met Mr. Yuyang painting on the spot, and all of them shouted extremely high prices.

Sun Yu'er finished what she was supposed to do, exchanged glances with Mrs. Yuchi, and quietly hid back.

As soon as he went out, he was stopped by a merchant.

"Mr. Yuyang? Is it Mr. Yuyang? I am Mr. Wang, I sincerely want to buy your paintings, but what is the asking price?"

Sun Yuer frowned and took a step back.

He wore a veil, but his eyebrows and eyes were exposed.The eyes are as round as Xing'er, the bridge of the nose can't be concealed, and the eyelashes are very long, flickering like a small feather fan.

The merchant was aroused by him, so he suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Mr. Yuyang, don't hide, Mr. Wang wants to talk to you about paintings."

Sun Yu'er was so disgusted that she was just about to call out when the merchant was kicked straight.

There was no one on the path, and the merchants stood up angrily, and just about to scold someone, they saw County Magistrate Zhang with a livid face.

"Zhang, county magistrate Zhang, villain, villain..."

Zhang Lie snorted softly and cursed: "Get lost!"

The merchants ran away in a hurry.

Seeing that it was Zhang Lie, Sun Yu'er put on her veil and walked forward, but someone grabbed her wrist again.

Zhang Lie didn't say a word, he dragged him to find an empty room, closed the door, and Wuyu outside stood guard obediently touching his nose.

"You let go! You hurt me!"

Sun Yu'er struggled, and as soon as she entered the back room, she was hugged by Zhang Lie.

It's just that they haven't seen each other for more than a year, but the other party has grown a lot taller.

Sun Yu'er was thinking about it, and when she noticed that the tip of the other party's nose was sniffing at her neck, she immediately got goosebumps all over her body, and pushed him angrily and ashamedly.

Zhang Lie hugged him and did not let go, shouting: "Yu'er, don't be angry."

The author says:

Bunraku: I want to get married and want to hug a bride (rubbing hands