major general

Zhou Chong's face turned red and pale at the words of the third prince, but he wanted to speak but was afraid of offending others, which made him even more embarrassed.

The scene was silent for a long time, the eunuch who called win or lose was confused by the rules of the masters and didn't know whether to call lose or win, and his face was red with anxiety.

The fifth emperor's daughter, who had changed her riding attire, returned to the delicate face of the official's daughter, her temples were slightly messed up, but her innocence and charm could not be changed.

The third prince was afraid that others would not know, so he yelled loudly to attract the fifth prince's daughter to listen carefully, frowning tightly.

If you lose, you lose. How can there be so much talk about fairness and unfairness? Besides, it's really unfair. Could it be that she doesn't have a long mouth?Do you need the third prince to yell around here like a shrew?

"Third prince, the five princes don't give in to the women. Although the daughters under his command are not strong enough, they are flexible one by one. We are running around the field. It is not easy to win. Besides, the school field and the There is no difference in the battlefield, when you are on the field, you will win or lose, and now that the outcome has been decided, there is no reason to argue any further, it is fair to the Fifth Emperor, but it is not fair to the Ninth Prince."

The third prince laughed when he heard it, tilted his head and glanced, and said, "Who are you?"

Wen Le bowed and saluted, and said, "Return to Your Highness, Wen Le, the grandson of General Zhen Guo."

"Wen Le...I remember now." The third prince said while playing with a fan, "When the master speaks, is there a reason for the slave to talk to him?"

Zhou Chong clenched his fists very tightly, gritted his teeth and looked up at the third prince.

Wen Le didn't wait for him to say anything, and immediately answered, saying: "Where is the third prince, the minister went out with the ancestor when he was young, and he also has fame and fame, so he can't be regarded as a domestic slave. At the top of the sky, the minister can only He is a servant of the emperor."

"you!"

"Didn't you lose? Why haven't the third brother and the ninth brother left yet?" The fifth imperial daughter asked as she walked up with the help of the maid.

Just now, he was still kicking Cuju on the school grounds and running around like killing people, but when he came down and changed his appearance, Bunle was also dumbfounded by the two faces of the woman, and obediently saluted.

This match is not the third prince's, no matter how uncomfortable he is, it is not his fault.It's good that the fifth emperor is here, this is her competition, on the school field, who wouldn't want to win?

The third prince seemed to have an accomplice, and he told the fifth emperor about the matter before and after, focusing on the fifth emperor's talent and the unfairness of the competition.

The fifth emperor straightened her skirt and said, "Third brother stood up for my younger sister, and my younger sister is very happy."

The third prince couldn't hide his smile, and said: "Don't you feel sorry for my sister, this matter belongs to my sister, my brother doesn't force himself to stand out, and listen to my sister."

The fifth princess looked back at Wen Le who had just spoken, and said, "That's how it is, the ninth brother wins."

"He won?"

The third prince glanced at the fifth prince in disbelief, and the accompanying readers behind him were a little embarrassed, thinking that this was too obvious and lost the royal majesty.

The fifth emperor nodded, looked at Zhou Chong, and said with a smile: "Ninth brother has capable people under his command, but that's the only one..."

Wen Le smiled when he heard the words, and accepted the five emperor's daughter's compliment generously. If there was a tail behind her, she would be all over the top right now.

"Women's physical strength is not as good as men's, but in terms of tactics, I don't think I lost half a point to you." The fifth emperor said, patted Zhou Chong's hand, and said, "Ninth brother is empty next time, let's compete again? "

Zhou Chong was half panicked and half happy, and quickly agreed.

The fifth prince went to rest with the help of the maid, and the third prince threw up his sleeves and left in anger.

Wen Le followed the direction he was walking, and saw a black-colored coat passing by in the corner, looked up, and sure enough, Fu Xiaoyu on the platform was gone.

Wen Le was slightly stunned, thinking in his heart how likely it was that Fu Xiaoyu would come to help when he saw something went wrong.

The third prince left, and Zhang Lie, who was the least conspicuous in the crowd behind him, gestured to Wen Le. Wen Le saw it, then withdrew his mind and nodded with a smile.

It seems that my brother is not following a good man, but Wen Le can't say anything. According to Zhang Lie's family, it is really difficult to get ahead, and it is not impossible to give it a go.

Send Zhou Chong back to the palace, and clean up a few restless servants.

As soon as Wen Le left the hospital, he saw Sheng Xia standing at the door.

Seeing Wen Le, Sheng Xia hurriedly saluted, handed him the basket in his arms, and said, "Young General, the master asked the slave to bring it."

Wen Le is taking a rest today, and is happy. He is not angry when he hears Fu Xiaoyu's name, so he takes it and says to Sheng Xia: "What is it pretending to be, it is serious."

Sheng Xia smiled and said: "The maidservant doesn't know, the master didn't say anything. You should go out of the palace quickly, it won't be easy to go out after a while."

It was indeed getting late, and there were still people waiting outside the palace.

Wen Le thanked her and ran out with the basket.

It was the setting sun, and the vendors packed up their things and went back to their houses, and there were very few people on the street.

There were three young gentlemen crowded into a sedan chair, not to mention the chubby little man Sun Yu'er.

It was the first time for the bearer to take on such a big job, and he was panting from exhaustion.The three people in the sedan chair were sitting or squatting, none of them were in good shape.

Zhang Lie has never talked much, but this time it is rare to talk too much. He looked at Wen Le and said, "The prince is the prince after all. Your little military skills are good enough to deceive Yu'er, but you are nothing in front of the prince. Next time, An An will just accept his fate, Zhou Zhou ... Cough, you know who the Ninth Prince is, but don't really work hard on him, it's not cheap, and it will cause a lot of trouble."

Sun Yu'er nodded half-understanding, then snapped back to her senses, and said, "It's okay to lie to me, I'm also very smart, okay! Yesterday my father even praised me for my writing!"

Your father who offered you as a bean curd brain, even if you drew a picture of a chicken pecking rice, he would look at the phoenix like a bird.

Wen Le knew that Zhang Lie was doing it for his own good, but he also had his own persistence, so he smiled and dismissed the words.

Zhang Lie didn't say much, he didn't have Wen Le's family background, and he had no one to back him up. It was his advantage to be very utilitarian after thinking, and it was also his unavoidable defect. He understood it, but he didn't intend to change it.

"By the way, what are you carrying that basket for?" Sun Yuer poked her head over her eyes and suddenly smiled, "Don't tell me some girl who likes our major general secretly gave it to you?"

Zhang Lie wished to sew Sun Yuer's chubby mouth shut. The women in the palace all had the emperor's name written on their heads. Even if they were not favored all their lives, it was their own fate. There was no reason for a foreigner to intervene.

Fortunately, there were only three of them in the sedan chair, and no one would say much.

Furthermore, Zhang Lie also wanted to know who gave it to Wen Le.

Look at the little basket, how tightly wrapped it is.

Bunle took the basket and opened the package inside.

Inside the package is oiled paper, which seems to be eaten, and the aroma can already be smelled.

Bunraku has no other shortcomings, except for being greedy.

The two people on the side lost interest when they saw that it was not a jade pendant, and watched Wen Le open the oiled paper bag with bright eyes.

The crispy fried eggplant cake was fragrant, and Wen Le saw no one else, so he twisted it with his hands and ate it.The shell is crispy, the inside is soft, and the filling is shredded pork and lotus root. Not to mention chewy, the shredded lotus root is still crispy.The sauce is sweet and sour, and it tastes greasy without any fried food.

"The snake hits seven inches, and the little lady who delivered the things has already blocked the life of our major general—greedy, Zhang Lie, the three of us reckon that Wen Le will marry Mei Jiao Niang first."

They are all half-children, and they are shy when talking about men and women.Sun Yu'er spoke generously, but her ears turned red, thinking that when would she have to wait until she could try the little lady's craft.

Zhang Lie at the side was not as confused as he was, and asked, "Usually they make cakes and give them away, so how can they give fried food. Besides, the ones you give away are...eggplants?"

eggplant?

Wen Le still had eggplant cake stuffed in his mouth, and after looking at it, he really didn't know what kind of madness this Fu Xiaoyu was going on.

The sedan chair goes around the city, sending the three young masters inside the sedan chair home.

Wen Le was the first to get out of the sedan chair, and she still carried her little basket before leaving, which made Sun Yu'er, who wanted to try her handicraft, purse her mouth, and complained about the stinginess of the major general of the Zhen Guo Mansion.

Sizhu was waiting at the door to pick up Wenle, and the maids and boys stood neatly.

Wen Le came back late today, so it was not easy to ask the old lady to wait, so she went to the old lady to have fun without changing her clothes.

After eating and practicing martial arts for a while, the whole day is full of arrangements.

When he finally got into bed, Sizhu also waited under the bed, helping his young master to press his sore feet.

Sizhu pushed herself to the point of falling asleep, but she pulled her foot back suddenly.

With his messy hair on his head, his young master cursed sleepily: "He, Fu Xiaoyu, is the eggplant!!!"

Fu Xiaoyu who returned to the mansion was playing with the jade bone fan, as if thinking of something, she curled her lips in joy again.

Ma Cheng glanced at his face and said, "Master, Hehe is back."

Fu Xiaoyu raised her eyes, suppressed her smile, and said, "Tell her to come to the study."

He He is Fu Xiaoyu's girl, she is short and eats a lot.When Ma Cheng called him over, he still had the pastry in his hand, afraid of being scolded by Fu Xiaoyu, he swallowed the jujube in his mouth without even tasting the taste.

Fu Xiaoyu's study room is very big, bigger than the room where he rests.The inside is divided into two parts, the entrance is the tea room, there is a small table on the couch, and there are four or five teapots on it, which have been washed clean.

There are two screens on the left and right, with books and picture scrolls on one side, and a large desk on the other, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it very neatly.There are two large characters of Mingjian written on the wall, the cursive script is very messy, but it has a steel frame.

When Fu Xiaoyu heard the movement, she looked up and saw Hehe's little face that was bruised and purple, and frowned at her: "Who urged you to eat?"

Ma Cheng took a look, and quickly fetched water for He He.

After taking a sip of water, Hehe breathed a sigh of relief.The pastry just now almost killed her.

He He slowed down, patted his flat chest, and said, "Master, I didn't see Sheng Xia when I came back. Where is she? Did you get married?"

Fu Xiaoyu glared at her, and said: "I think I'll have to find a boy to marry you off, so that I won't be able to eat as much food as you alone in the hospital all day long."

Ma Cheng was afraid that Fu Xiaoyu would be angry, so he hurried back: "Shengxia asked the master to take her to the palace to serve her. You can't bully her in the Imperial College, don't worry."

Shengxia and Hehe grew up together in the mansion since they were young, and their relationship is unusual.It is also reasonable for Hehe to look for Shengxia first thing when he comes back.

Fu Xiaoyu stared at Hehe's forehead, thinking to himself that a girl with such a big forehead would have to pay her a lot of dowry if she married, and she still doubted his young master all day long.

"I didn't bully her when I was sent to the palace, she was careful, let her take care of some people."

people?

He He quietly looked up at Fu Xiaoyu, and asked, "Is it our...young mistress?"

Fu Xiaoyu laughed while playing with the fan.

Wen Le, who was far away in the opposite corner, sneezed loudly, and Sizhu was so frightened that he quickly hugged a thick quilt and came out to protect him from the wind.