major general

Once Wen Le left, apart from Zhen Guo Mansion, Fu Mansion would be affected.

Boudoir children love to think about things.

Fu Che respected Fu Xiaoyu, so naturally he would not look down on Wenle.In her heart, Wen Le is the best person besides Fu Xiaoyu.

He combs his hair and never strays a step from the boundary, as if he is really his sister.

If it is such a person, there will be a slight mistake there.

Fu Che closed his eyes and was sewing a purse, but now he couldn't do anything, and his fingertips trembled against the fabric.

"Miss, the young master is back."

Fu Che calmed down and said, "Brother?"

When Fu Xiaoyu entered the room, her expression had returned to normal. Looking at the patterns Fu Che embroidered, she pursed her lips and said, "This big white goose...is really well embroidered."

"...that's a mandarin duck."

"You said yes."

After provoking Fu Che to beat him, Fu Xiaoyu felt a little better. He sat at the table and poured tea, and asked, "Did you see those portraits I gave you before?"

Fu Xiaoyu didn't know how to beat around the bush when dealing with the people she cared about, but she said such a sentence so suddenly that Fu Che blushed immediately.

Before Fu Xiaoyu showed her some portraits, she thought they were picture books.

Who knew that after returning home, they found out that those were all selected by Fu Xiaoyu himself, and Jin Lin hadn't married yet.

From official sons to ordinary people, as long as they were of character and family background, and caught Fu Xiaoyu's eyes, he asked someone to draw them for Fu Che to see.

Fu Che twisted the veil and changed the topic.

Fu Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and said, "It's almost summer, can you prepare something delicious for brother?"

"Of course! Crucian carp is fresh this season. I'll make a cold crucian carp for my brother to try."

Fu Che said that the wind is the rain, and ran to the small kitchen with his skirt lifted.

He He was originally as quiet as a chicken beside him, but just as he was about to run out with him, Fu Xiaoyu grabbed him by the collar and brought him to him.

"Is she tempted?"

Of course it's not appropriate to ask Fu Che these words, after all, he is a son and daughter of a boudoir.

Like a puppy being carried away, He He crouched his neck, rummaged through his purse, finally found a folded portrait, and handed it to Fu Xiaoyu.

Nie Xun?

Fu Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and said, "Che'er really picked this up?"

He He didn't dare to talk, and looked up and down, but he didn't dare to stare at Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu sighed, got up and walked to the small kitchen.

Fu Che cooks delicious food, but he doesn't have any pretensions.

Although Hehe was taking care of her by her side, Fu Xiaoyu was always worried about Hehe's carelessness and improper care.

Fu Che likes to cook. There are many people in the big kitchen, and there are many short things in the house that make people worry.

Fu Xiaoyu simply asked someone to set up a room in Fu Che's yard. Fu Che had all the daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, and other things ready. If she wanted to cook, she could do it herself, so as not to be nagged by others.

Fu Che hummed a little tune he heard from nowhere, while marinating crucian carp, he lit the fire.

Fu Xiaoyu leaned against the door and looked at it for a while, then asked, "Nie Xun, do you know him?"

Fu Che was taken aback by this movement, and after recovering, he said, "Of course I haven't seen it before, that's a foreigner."

"Then why did you fall in love with him?" Fu Xiaoyu asked, "In terms of family background and temperament, he is not the best."

The crucian carp is stewed in a pot, and it tastes salty and fragrant.

Hehe smelled it, wrinkled his nose, and felt that the five big buns he ate earlier seemed to be fake, and it was not time for meal, and his stomach started to growl again.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at Fu Che cooking in an orderly manner, and replied: "Shengxia and Hehe both grew up with me, and their relationship is different from others. Nie Xun, I really want to make friends with him, are you afraid that he has two hearts?"

Nie Xun is a Jinwu guard, his father is an important official of the imperial court, he used to be the former Ministry of Emperor Wu, and he has a bright future.

Fu Xiaoyu made friends with him because he was afraid that the palace wall would block all news.No matter how stable Sheng Xia's foothold in the palace is, she's still a woman, and she can't get out of the palace wall. If she wants to contact him, she still needs someone.

Nie Xun was selected by Fu Xiaoyu after thousands of choices. The last time Wenle asked for a fight, it was Fu Xiaoyu who tried the water.

If it's a talent, Nie Xun is one of them.

If it's a beloved person, Fu Xiaoyu really doesn't know if he is.

After all, knowing people and faces doesn't know the heart.

After Fu Che chopped the pepper, he rolled the hot oil on it. Looking back, Fu Xiaoyu was standing there frowning, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Fu Che couldn't help laughing, stepped forward and said, "Brother, you're thinking too much. No matter how good my sister is, her mind is always on the acre of land in the back house, and she can't think about the things ahead."

Fu Xiaoyu frowned slightly, feeling that she was used to the schemes of the Fu family's merchants, and she was always afraid that Fu Che would think about what he would do for him, which was a bit too much.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, Fu Xiaoyu frowned and said, "So you still like him?"

Fu Che blinked, turned his head away, his ears were reddish, but he tried his best to keep his rural background straightforward, and said, "He looks very good-looking."

Fu Xiaoyu looked at her red ears, smiled and did not continue talking.

He He on the side was so hungry that he rubbed his belly, causing Fu Xiaoyu to turn around and stare at her, saying: "You look like this, how will you marry me?"

Wouldn't the Nie family feel that the Fu family was neglecting them?

Box box: "...?"

The days at the border pass like a day in a month, passing very quickly.

One hundred thousand reinforcements also arrived, General Zhen Guo broke up the team immediately, and scattered them to various military departments. Jiang Yu didn't say anything when he saw this, but saluted, recited the imperial decree, and rode back. Ping An didn't seem like someone sent by Emperor Wen.

In addition to Jiang Yu, there was also a minister of the Ministry of War——Xu Yijiang.

Xu Yijiang's father was a well-known expert in the art of war, and he also learned a lot of his own father's skills.

According to the imperial decree, Wen Le's position as a major general is not as high as that of the Minister of the Ministry of War. Courage had to be held in that person's hands.

It didn't matter to Wen Le, anyway, the emperor asked him to fight, so he was happy to come to the border for a walk.

There is still no news about Wen Yue, and the entire Zhen Guo Mansion has already prepared for the worst.

Wen Le also wrote the book himself, and sent someone to send it to the south bank for his parents who are still guarding the coastline.

As soon as she was sent out, Sizhu lifted the curtain and came in, accompanied by an extremely tall and strong man.

The man had a beard like that of a person from the frontier, and most of his face was invisible. He was originally tall and strong, but now he looked more like an ape in the mountains, extremely burly.

Wen Le drank hot tea, looked at him abruptly, almost frightened, and said bluntly, "Lausang, you look like a monkey."

Luosang snorted, opened his clothes and sat on the ground, poured oil tea and took a sip, and said, "I passed by the barracks today, guess what I saw?"

Bun Le rested her chin and said, "What?"

"I saw that Xu Yijiang was training soldiers!" Luosang shook his head and said, "Good guy, under the sun, it's just for people to practice horse stance. I watched those soldiers lose a lot of weight."

Wen Le frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Everyone has his own way of training soldiers, so it's useless to talk too much."

Luosang stroked his beard, shook his head and stopped talking.

Si Zhu poked his head and saw Wen Le's letter was signed with the word Fu, and said with a smile: "In the past, General Zhen Guo's family letter was written once a month, and it should be written according to the time."

When Wen Le saw him, he blushed and said, "Who said I wrote it for him!"

Luosang didn't understand, and asked, "What? What family letter?"

When Sizhu arrived at the border, he became more courageous day by day, and said: "What else could it be a family letter, the major general wrote it to the young lady!"

Then Luosang remembered, and said: "By the way, Wenle is an adult! Hey, Sizhu, isn't that husband and wife beautiful? I heard people say that the son of the Fu family is a businessman, a literati, and we Wufu Is it different than that?"

"It's not beautiful, after all, it's a man." Si Zhu said, winking, "Major General's wife is a veteran of the two dynasties, and an upstart in the emperor. The matchmaker can break the threshold of his house, and when he goes out, he will be thrown flowers , the gossip said that our wife, the major general, had men chasing her before!"

Luosang became interested and shouted: "That must be beautiful! I really want to see you!"

The more Wen Le heard it, the more he felt uncomfortable, kicked Luosang's ass, and said: "A friend's wife can't be bullied, and even a man's wife is my man, so don't worry about his mother! Get out! Don't let me sit here, annoying."

After driving the two of them out, Wen Le sat on the seat, looked at the word Fu on the letter head, gritted his teeth, and still held back some words to fill in.

In the past, I couldn't feel it at the border. When I returned to Jinlin, the old lady paid homage to the Buddha all the year round, but there was always one or two days a month when she stood outside and waited.

She was waiting for the letter from home from over there.

Even if the family book always reports good news but not bad news, she still likes to read it.

After so many years, the family letters that I have read have all started to be collected in that wooden box.

Ink dripped on the letter paper, but Wen Le didn't say anything good, so he put down his pen and walked out with his silver gun.

On the buttocks of his silver gun was a small wood-carved tiger, which Fu Xiaoyu entrusted someone to carve in order to please him.It's not a precious thing, but Bunle just likes that the other party cares about him in such trivial matters.

Even at this far border, he was not willing to untie the little tiger.

"Where did you come from, silly boy, do you know that you have to queue up here?"

Wenle strolled all the way, and unexpectedly reached the kitchen.

The veteran in charge of cooking was steaming pancakes, and there was a long queue outside.Wen Le walked in a sullen manner, which disrupted his formation.

Wen Le apologized, feeling that his stomach was a little empty, and consciously stood at the last place, waiting in line to eat the delicious steamed pancakes.

The reinforcements and the veterans stationed at the border formed two camps.

Even if General Zhen Guo broke up immediately, he couldn't completely disperse 10 people into the barracks. After all, some small groups still appeared.

Bunraku bumped into one of them.

Three or five strong men came to the front, holding up a bowl boldly and asking the veteran to fill him with pancakes.

The people behind followed suit and cursed: "Line up!"

The strong man glanced at him and said, "None of your business."

"What did you say?"

Gunpowder needs only a spark to burn.

The author says:

Che'er is getting married too, and she will be a pretty boy who loves her (pat her chest to guarantee