major general

Chapter 60

In the middle of the night, Fu Xiaoyu escaped from the banquet.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw three people lying on the table.

Fu Xiaoyu couldn't help shaking her head, woke up Hehe, and asked her to carry Fu Che back to the yard to rest.

He He agreed in a half-dream and half-awake state, picked it up and put it on his body, and let Fu Xiaoyu slap the back of his head with a slap, and woke up suddenly.

Only then did He He realize that it was not Fu Che, but Wen Le that was on his back.

Box box: "..."

The idlers in the house finally left.

Fu Xiaoyu drank a lot of wine, and was blown by the wind, a little overwhelmed, looking at Wenle, as if she had two Wenle, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth.

Wen Le also woke up from being tormented by He He, rubbed his eyes and looked at Fu Xiaoyu, and said, "It's so late? Shall we go back today?"

Fu Xiaoyu rubbed her temples, and said: "I asked Sizhu to bring your clothes and my official uniform, and tomorrow we will enter the palace directly from Fu's residence, how about it?"

Bun Le is not picky, and can fall asleep anywhere.

Seeing Fu Xiaoyu's uncomfortable appearance, Wen Le stretched out his hand to rub him, and said, "Che'er will be sixteen this year, right?"

Fu Xiaoyu opened her eyes and said: "Well, I don't think it is necessary to find an official to have a child. If the poor people can meet someone who is good to Che'er, that's okay, what do you think?"

"Yes, it's not that our family can't afford to support her. If she is willing to marry off, she will be married off and raise another husband. It's nothing."

Fu Xiaoyu laughed softly, leaned against Wen Le and rubbed against him, feeling extremely sleepy.

The two talked in a low voice, and lay down on the bed after washing.

Wen Le slept all afternoon and was no longer sleepy. Seeing Fu Xiaoyu's sleeping face now, his heart was like a pot of boiling water, making him very hot.

Not grown yet.

Bunle touched his face.

Now that he has grown to Fu Xiaoyu's nose, what does he look like?

Bunle doesn't know.

Burned by the earth dragon, he also became sleepy, Wen Le always felt that there was one more thing he had forgotten, Zhou Gong kept urging him, so he stopped thinking about it, leaned into Fu Xiaoyu's arms, and yawned.

The two left from Fu's residence the next day and went straight to the palace.

Bunle changed into the clothes she was reading with, and her hair was tied up in a bun.

As soon as he entered the palace of His Highness the Ninth Prince, he saw Zhou Chong sitting on his seat with a wretched smile on his face.Yan Zhou behind him stood bowed, very respectful.

"What about you?"

Zhou Chong grabbed Wen Le's neck and walked out.

Yan Zhou picked up the books of the two young masters, and for a moment didn't know who was the companion to read.

On the way to Guozijian, there is the Imperial Garden, which is spacious and less crowded. There are not many beautiful flowers in this season, and even the court ladies don't like to gather here.

Zhou Chong poked Wen Le's side with his elbow, and said, "How is it?

Wen Le frowned and said, "It's all here!"

Zhou Chong's excited expression disappeared immediately, and he said pitifully, "Just talk to brother, it's not like you don't know... just listen to it."

Zhou Chong's position is embarrassing, and today he is eager to insert someone into his palace.When Yan Zhou was ordered by Uncle Yan, he took care of everything inside and out by himself. Everyone knew that His Highness the Ninth Prince only favored Yan Zhou, and disliked other eunuchs and maids of honor.On the one hand, it gave Yan Zhou power, and on the other hand, it also made Zhou Chong's palace a little bit cleaner, at least the inner courtyard was clean.

What boy doesn't think about the things on the bed, he is warm and misses Yingu, not to mention Zhou Chong's size who has never worried about food and clothing.

My brother has stepped into the adult world first, but Zhou Chong is so envious.

Unable to push and procrastinate, Wen Le pulled Zhou Chong forward a few steps, out of Yan Zhou's ear range, and said, "It's very cool."

Zhou Chong stared at him blankly, and asked, "It's gone?"

"Gone."

Zhou Chong clicked his tongue, leaned forward cheekily, and said, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Le thought about it and said, "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Chong nodded clearly, and said, "If you don't feel pain, it should be Fu Jijiu that hurts."

Wen Le recalled Fu Xiaoyu's sexy appearance when he vented, and said with a blushing face, "It doesn't look like it hurts when I look at him."

Zhou Chong: "..."

After a long pause of questioning, Wen Le was about to lose his temper, and Zhou Chong realized that the adult world was all bullshit.

Zhou Chong sighed, patted Wen Le's dog's head, and said, "Brother, I'll give you a gift tonight."

After speaking, he stepped into the gate of the Imperial College.

After entering the Imperial Academy, there are other people's eyes everywhere, Wen Le can't ask too much if he wants to, so he takes Yan Zhou's letter and calls him back to the palace, and he follows Zhou Chong, and enters the academy with a low eyebrow and sits down.

When the master said to check the homework, the Wenle student remembered the things that he couldn't think of yesterday after thinking about it!

Forgot to ask Sizhu and Ma Cheng to make up his homework for him!

Wen Le covered her head and was irritated. She had lived such a rough time, and even forgot the homework assigned by her master.

Zhou Chong's homework had been written by Yan Zhou a long time ago, and it was spread out on the table, waiting for his master to check.He glanced sideways at Wen Le, looked at his blank books, took a deep breath, and said, "You don't even do the homework of Old Master Yue, my dear, you've made a good fortune by being married!"

Wen Le glared at him, secretly scolding himself for being a pig.

When he was almost in front of him, there was a knock on the door outside.

Old Master Yue squinted his eyes, who else could it be if it wasn't Fu Jijiu who came back from leave? !

When the princes and princesses saw Fu Jijiu, they subconsciously looked at Wenle.

It is a great honor for the emperor to bestow a marriage, not to mention going to the Zhen Guo Mansion in person.Not only Jin Lin, but the entire Southern Dynasty knew that Fu Xiaoyu, the first son of the Fu family of the merchant family, married Wen Le, the major general of the Zhen Guofu.

Everyone had a strange feeling in their hearts, their classmate and master were together, who would believe it?

Old Master Yue bowed to Fu Xiaoyu and asked, "Dare to ask Master Jijiu what is the matter?"

Fu Xiaoyu said with a smile: "I left in a hurry because of the corruption case of Licheng Zhizhou. I went back to Jinlin with a lot of things, and I couldn't pay attention to the schoolwork of the princes and daughters in time. I came here today to see the schoolwork. I want to make up for last month's big Confucianism class, I wonder if Master Yue can give me a lesson?"

Although Old Master Yue didn't like Fu Xiaoyu, he had to admit the other's academic achievements. Hearing that he was not here to see her little husband, but to make up lessons, he stroked his long beard, nodded in agreement, and straightened his back to hide his merits. He left the academy with a name.

Fu Xiaoyu followed Old Master Yue's homework inspection and came to Wenle. He took his blank notebook and read it for an incense stick of time. He flipped through it from time to time and made annotations on it with a cinnabar pen. After a while, he closed the notebook and handed it to him. Said: "Well written, keep up the good work."

Zhou Chong: "...???"

Good guy, Wen Le's marriage has made him a future, what the hell is Fu Jijiu's marriage to him?

With red ears, Wen Le quietly opened the book, only to see that there was only one sentence written on the blank page.

[Pianyuan apricot blossoms, waiting for you to rest]

Bunle still couldn't hold it back, her ears were red as if they were about to bleed.

Zhou Chong shook his head bitterly.

After the big Confucianism class, I don't know if Fu Xiaoyu's lingering prestige is still there. The princes and princesses gossiped all over, but they didn't dare to make trouble in front of Fu Xiaoyu. The class was successfully completed without any mistakes.

After a peaceful day, Fu Xiaoyu deliberately waited until Wen Le finished school, and after the crowd dispersed, he walked up to them and said, "I'm going home?"

Wen Le nodded and said, "Remember to clean the silver gun for me so that it doesn't get dusty."

Accompanying students have to live in the palace, and they can only leave the palace when they are resting.

Fu Xiaoyu is a foreign minister, and he has to leave once he gets the palace key.

Hearing that Wen Le only cared about his silver gun, Fu Xiaoyu couldn't help being jealous of a weapon, and said in a low voice: "I know your silver gun, when will you care about your wife's 'gun'."

Where does Fu Xiaoyu have a gun? Aren't they all paintings and books?

Wen Le didn't seem to understand Huangqiang, and watched Fu Xiaoyu leave, and returned to Zhou Chong's place, only to realize what the "gun" was.

As soon as Zhou Chong entered the room, he saw Wen Le lying on the table with a blushing face to cool down. He was speechless: "You have been blushing all afternoon, do you have the dignity of a major general?"

Wen Le changed his face and continued to cool down, sighed and said, "Hey, you don't understand."

His wife is so seductive.

Zhou Chong was so angry that he took out a thick book from his pocket and threw it on Wen Le, saying, "I don't understand or you don't understand! Hmph, Chuaner, let's shoot arrows."

After speaking, the two left the courtyard.

Wen Le was hit straight by the book, rubbed his chest, opened the book, and took a breath as soon as he read the first page.

The booklet is very thick, with words and pictures coexisting.

Wen Le was still looking at it like a storybook at first, but it got hotter as he went back, and the table was scalded by his cheeks.

The palace ladies outside were walking back and forth, and there were occasional voices of questioning.

Wen Le returned to her room with the book in her hand, huddled under the quilt without seeing anyone, and continued reading word by word in the afterglow of the setting sun outside.

No wonder Fu Xiaoyu said that she hadn't grown up yet, so there were still such things.Fu Xiaoyu also showed him the script before, but at that time he was too busy to get angry, and he didn't read it carefully, there is so much knowledge in it.

Bunle reached out and touched his butt, it's from here...

The two of them can be so emotional just by using their hands on weekdays.

Wen Le thought of all the things in the past, and buried his head in the quilt again.

The pictures in the book were crudely made, but the expression and charm were well conveyed. Wen Le blushed, his heart beat faster, and slowly put himself on the figure paintings in the book.

If it was Fu Xiaoyu, what should I do...

When Fu Xiaoyu is in love, it's like a good wine that has been hidden for many years. Just smelling it makes people feel dizzy and drunk, let alone taste it.

The more Wen Le watched, the more uncomfortable he was, he threw the books off the bed and covered his head with the entire quilt, as if this way no one would know his embarrassment.

Being served comfortably by Fu Xiaoyu on weekdays, it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.Now relying on my own work to get enough food and clothing, I always feel that something is missing.

Bunle frowned, and put his hand into his obscene pants.

It was the first time he had done this by himself since getting married.

Thinking of Fu Xiaoyu's face, Fu Xiaoyu's body, and Fu Xiaoyu's unique smell.

There was a rustling in the room, and the quilt covered me tightly, so I couldn't see anything.

The small panting sound made my heart itch.

The setting sun set on the mountain, and the last light swept across the book, and then disappeared.

The whole room was gradually shrouded in darkness, which also covered the redness of the young man's face.

It is the most attractive red for those who like it.

The author says:

Zhou Chong: Disgusted but envious.

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