major general

Early the next morning, Wenle's grandparents came back.After bumping for a long time, when he got off the carriage, Grandpa Quan felt that his butt was about to fall apart.

He didn't stop at home, he almost entered the Quan Mansion, and went to Wenle's small courtyard.

Wen Le has practiced martial arts all the year round, and has good ears. Lying on the bed, he heard the rustling in the courtyard, and immediately got up to get dressed.Fu Xiaoyu on the bed didn't have such great hearing ability. Looking at the foggy sky outside, she frowned and turned over.

After tidying up, Wen Le turned her head to see that Fu Xiaoyu was still drowsy, and couldn't bear to wake him up, so she simply tucked him in the blanket.It was rare that he didn't have to go to court, so Fu Xiaoyu finally managed to get a good night's sleep when he didn't sleep enough, no matter how early he went to bed, he would still lie on the bed during the day.

On weekdays, both of them were Wen Le lying on the bed, watching Fu Xiaoyu put on clothes and comb her hair before going to court, but this was the first time they got up by themselves, and he was still lying down.

Wen Le looked at him carefully, smiled and pinched his ears with his hands, then got up, pulled the curtain, and walked outside.

It was really lively outside, and the top figures in the Quan Mansion all gathered here.

Even Quan Jin, who was still asleep, was called over, yawning and stretching, as if he was sleeping uncomfortably, his whole body was tight with sleepiness.

Wen Le opened the door, walked quickly to the person, and kowtowed to the two old people who were the only ones sitting at the stone table in the courtyard.

Before he could speak, Bunle was helped up by one of them.

Grandma is kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and raised three children in this life, except for the youngest son, Quan Jin, who is as violent as a little whirlwind, and the two daughters are all ladies and well-bred.

If it weren't for the fear of being sent to the palace to be a show girl when you reach old age, and to stand out among thousands of beauties without paying attention, it would be to enjoy the glory, wealth and endless loneliness above ordinary people. Send your own child to the palace.Catch up with Emperor Wen's big selection of girls, there is no other way but to find a way to get married earlier.

Fortunately, the second daughter was engaged to Zhenguo Mansion since she was a child.

The eldest daughter has suffered a lot, and the second elder of the Quan family is still regretting that she doesn't know people well.

Children are the debts of their parents in previous lives.

Grandma Quan looked at Wenle's face, smiled and reached out with a handkerchief to wipe off the remaining wet marks on the corners of his mouth.

Wen Le blushed, quickly took it and wiped it himself, and said: "Wen Le didn't know you came back so early, and the yard was shady and cool, so he came out in a hurry, grandma, don't be angry."

The youngest son of the Quan family has a violent temper, and the youngest grandson Yu San'er is incapable of writing and martial arts, so he is stupid.Wen Le can almost be regarded as the perfect little grandson. He is good-looking and knows how to behave. He is still the famous major general.

Grandma Quan smiled and pulled him to sit down, asked the little girl to pour hot tea, and said, "Your grandpa and I went to worship Buddha on the mountain. I was afraid that you would be busy with things and would not stay here long, so I hurried back to see you. What young man?" It’s not because you sleep too much, you’re still young, so sleep well and grow your body.”

Grandpa Quan looks more majestic, his beard is already grey, and his brows have obvious lines without wrinkling.He doesn't like to talk, he is full of literati temperament, and he is quite critical of Wen Le's appearance when he gets up late.

Grandma Quan and Mrs. Zhen Guofu were handkerchief friends, and they made an appointment as early as when they were pregnant with a baby, that is, Wen Changzheng and Quan Qiao's baby kiss.

But Grandpa Quan didn't like Wen Longzheng. He always thought that the other party had practiced martial arts all year round and was a rough man, so he was not worthy of his delicate and delicate Quan Qiao.

Grandma Quan is still in charge of the family, and the marriage is settled as soon as it is said.

With the second daughter's marriage to accompany, the eldest daughter's marriage was arranged by Grandpa Quan, and he chose the most talented student in Luzhou City, who was also his favorite student.But who would have thought that this poet, who was full of love and hatred for his family and country, was also a prodigal son who was attached to women in his bones, and he forcibly made their eldest daughter go to waste.

Grandpa Quan didn't like Wen Long March, so naturally he didn't like Wenle either.

Wen Le's carefree and informal appearance is exactly the same as his father.

Grandpa Quan was afraid that his wife would be angry, so although he felt displeased, he suppressed it, looked at the sky and the earth, sat at the table and sipped tea, which had a special taste.

Wen Le got up early and hadn't eaten yet. He was very hungry at the moment, and when he talked to Grandma Quan about his family's short stories, he drank the tea like water, fearing that his stomach would make him lose his manners.

Grandpa Quan shook his head secretly, only four words in his mind: Niu Chew Peony.

Grandma Quan asked someone to go to the kitchen to urge the meal to be served, and she said that she would have a home-cooked meal in the small courtyard here.

Quan Jin yawned and looked around, wondering what happened to Fu Xiaoyu?

Just thinking about it, the wooden door creaked and was pushed open.

No one was left to wait in the house, and when Wen Le appeared, Ma Cheng consciously stood beside him and waited for orders.Fu Xiaoyu combed her hair by herself, put the broken hair up, supported the glazed crown, and pushed the door out.She was wearing a black robe with white cranes embroidered with silver thread on the top. The outer blouse was light and thin, and the bottom of the clothes was inlaid with fine gemstones.The eldest son raised by a wealthy family does not have those trivial rules.

As if sensing the gazes of the crowd, Fu Xiaoyu raised her head slightly, without any embarrassment of being stared at.He carefully fastened the glazed crown, walked in front of the two old men in a leisurely manner, and saluted.

Before Grandma Quan could speak, Grandpa Quan let out an obvious "hum".

In the originally quiet courtyard, no one spoke.

Wen Le's expression was slightly restrained, and she couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, but she withdrew the hand she held with Grandma Quan, and pulled Fu Xiaoyu to sit beside her.

Fu Xiaoyu's second-rank high-ranking official, Wenle's Major General is the vain position.

It's just that she is married to the Zhenguo family, not the Quan family. This expression is a bit too much for the truth.

Fu Xiaoyu held the cup in his left hand, and used the cup with his right to remove the foam from the tea, and said, "Tea made from mountain spring water is more refreshing than that made from ordinary well water."

Grandpa Quan glanced at Fu Xiaoyu with little interest, and said, "Master Jijiu also understands tea?"

"Xuejian Mountain has a clear taste, and the well water always smells like earth when soaked in it. You can't taste the smell of clear snow in the mountains." Fu Xiaoyu said, taking a slow sip from the cup, sipping the lingering sweetness with the tip of her tongue against her palate. .

Luzhou is far away from Jinlin, and is located in the south. Here, it is like spring all year round, but the forests are full of miasma. The local people love to drink and are good at drinking.

Grandpa Quan moved from Jinlin to Luzhou, but he never found a tea friend. Unexpectedly, when his grandson visited relatives, he would find such a tea-savvy person.

After Fu Xiaoyu finished her last sip, she called Ma Cheng and said, "Did you bring tea in the accompanying luggage?"

Ma Cheng nodded, and said: "The master who took it, the imperial gifted Fengmei also took it."

Fu Xiaoyu played with the teacup and said, "Ask someone to brew it, and let Master Quan taste it."

After a while, Ma Cheng came back with five or six cups.

"If Lord Quan likes it, take some."

Grandpa Quan hastily picked up the cup to take a closer look.This peak plum is a special tea in the north. The temperature on the top of the mountain is low, and the plum blossom period is longer, but at the bottom of the mountain, it has already entered spring, and the tea trees have begun to sprout.The fragrance of plum blossom soaked the tip of the tea day and night, and there was a strong fragrance of plum blossom just by smelling it.

It is said that the queen of the former dynasty loved this tea the most. She drank seven or eight cups a day, her eyes were clear, and her tongue had a strong plum fragrance.

Grandpa Quan has always wanted to buy it and taste it, but it is specially for the royal family, and the price of one or two halves that goes to the people has risen, and one or two teas are worth one or two gold.

After all, he is a person who loves tea and understands tea.

Grandpa Quan looked down on Wen Le, but gave Fu Xiaoyu a high look. After putting down his teacup, he asked hesitantly, "This imperial gift..."

Imperial gift, that is the great honor bestowed by the emperor. Some honest and honest ministers can't open the pot at home, but they are piling up the gold, jade and jewelry bestowed by the emperor today and dare not spend them randomly.

Emperor Wen loved his courtiers so much that he would try to give them gifts based on their preferences.The Zhenguo Mansion has the order of the first grade, and Fu Xiaoyu has the tea offered as a tribute.

This casually transfers the imperial gift to others?

Hearing that Fu Xiaoyu said that he wanted to give it away, Ma Cheng took tea, wrapped it tightly, put it in a red sandalwood box, and handed it to the servant next to Grandpa Quan.

"Fengmei's special supply is only because of the high price, so we can't do business with ordinary people, so we have no choice but to join the imperial business." After Fu Xiaoyu finished speaking, he added with a smile, "The Fu family is not short of money."

Grandpa Quan: "..."

As Fu Xiaoyu said, she removed the teacup in front of Wen Le, her complexion was a little ugly, she frowned and looked at Ma Cheng, and asked, "Didn't I tell you that the major general has a bad stomach and can't use tea in the morning, I see you Did you forget your mind there after leaving Jinlin, do you need me to remind you of such a thousand and one thousand reminders?"

This tea was poured by the elders of the Quan family.

Ma Cheng didn't make much excuses, let Fu Xiaoyu get angry, obediently kowtowed and confessed, and went to the kitchen to get milk without stopping.

Grandma Quan lived in the compound of the deep house. How could she tell that Fu Xiaoyu came and went here and there just to find a place for her little husband. She looked at Wen Le with a trace of apology, and asked, "I don't know about it. Are you feeling uncomfortable now? The doctor came to have a look?"

Wen Le quickly waved his hands, his ears were a little red, not easy to dismantle Fu Xiaoyu's platform, obediently admitted the cause of his stomach problems, and said: "It's nothing to do for a day and a half."

After having breakfast in the small courtyard, Fu Xiaoyu increased the previous sticky energy by [-]%, serving porridge for Wen Le and serving him vegetables, he knew exactly what Wen Le liked.

As a result, the little girl in charge of serving dishes lost her job, so she could only stand behind the two of them, treating herself as a silent background.

Fu Xiaoyu took her title of "Good Wife" securely. Grandma Quan was very satisfied with watching it at first, but she slowly figured out the taste and said: "Lele, don't just let Xiaoyu serve you, you Also give Bubucai to others."

In just one meal, he has changed from Jijiu Master to Xiaoyu.

Wen Le picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into Fu Xiaoyu's mouth.

Fu Xiaoyu was startled, before she recovered, her body ran faster than her mind, and she ate those three silks.

Wen Le went on to eat, looked at the plate in front of him and remembered that Fu Xiaoyu put her food on this plate, did she just feed it directly to someone else's mouth?

Grandma Quan didn't expect the young man to be so bold, so she pushed Grandpa Quan with her elbow and said, "Look, you have the same demeanor as you did back then."

Grandpa Quan didn't know what he remembered, his old face blushed, and he said angrily, "How many years has it been!"

Quan Jin also swayed to the side and said: "Why are you so shy when you are seventy or eighty, ouch——Dad! What a kick!"

The family was very lively, and the blood on Wen Le's face also dropped a little, and he buried his head in eating his own like a quail.

Using the skill of wiping her mouth, Fu Xiaoyu leaned over and whispered in his ear: "The chef in Quanfu can't tell the difference between salt and sugar. How can this cold salad be sweet?"

Bunle's normal face turned red again——

Lu Zhou was really comfortable, and the wind was blowing very warm.

Quan Jin hooked Wen Le's shoulders out of the Quan Mansion, Wen Le looked into the compound while walking, with a worried expression on his face, Quan Jin helplessly ruffled his hair, and said, "Okay, what's the matter?" I really can't leave your husband and wife."

Wen Le frowned and looked at him, and said, "Little uncle, he is in the second rank, do you know what crime it is to make false comments on officials?"

Quan Jin clicked his tongue and said, "I almost bluffed you. Don't blow your beard and stare at me, look at your little face, I can't control my mouth sometimes, and you don't know it."

The two talked all the way, and after a while, they came to a carpentry workshop.

There is a word Yu written on the carpentry workshop. When you enter the house, several strong men are sitting in the shade of the trees doing carpentry. Tables, chairs and small benches can be made in a short time.

There are many skilled craftsmen, and it can be seen that they are all skillful.

Going further inside, a few familiar faces passed by, and Wen Le was wondering if he had met him somewhere before, when he felt a wave of palms.

Wen Le pushed Quan Jin away at the first time, and after staggering his body, he moved his hand back, and followed the direction of the palm wind, clasped the wrist tightly, then turned his head, and directly pulled the person's hand back, slamming the person smashed to the ground.

"Oh, Major General, I just want to say hello to you, so I won't kill you!"

Wen Le's white boots stopped three or four inches from the man's face. He moved his legs away when he heard the shout, and said, "Wang Hu?"

Wang Hu's upper body was naked, and the sinews and flesh on his body were sweaty. They looked slick, just like the buffalo.

He quickly got up from the ground, patted the ashes on his buttocks, and said, "Coincidentally, Major General. He'er is in the workshop. I'll call him later."

Wen Le nodded, and walked forward with Quan Jin.

Quan Jin counted with his fingers and said: "The Quan family is considered a big family in Luzhou. There is really no room for you to fill me with two hundred people. After the eldest sister divorced the beast of the Yu family, she was pregnant with her third son. There are also several shops from the Yu family, and this carpenter's workshop is one of them."

"So all two hundred of them have been split up here?" Wen Le asked while sweeping the carpenter's workshop.

Quan Jin waved his hand, went into the inner courtyard with Wen Le, and said: "The Quan Mansion still has some land, some of them are placed there."

Quan Jin speaks very well, and always gives people the feeling of a young master who is not easy to get along with, but in the end he is still as careful as a hair. He should be an official, and he is not willing to enter the court, in the name of that scholar Walking around the street, Grandpa Quan was so angry that seeing him every day would make him angry, and wanted to chase him with a broom in the yard and beat him violently for three days and three nights.

The two were waiting for Zhuang He in the yard. Wen Le suddenly remembered the reason why he came to Luzhou from afar, and asked, "Little uncle, who is the marriage you said?"

Quan Jin's expression was not good when he mentioned this matter, and he frowned and said, "You don't know your grandfather, but he likes a scholarly family. You found me a young lady who made a fortune in Xuzhou. She used to be a poet at the poetry club." I’ve seen it before, it’s a rigid board, those who know it are ladies, but those who don’t know it think it’s a wooden board, I can predict my future painful life—”

Quan Jin is an old man in the family, he has been favored since he was a child, and it is not a day or two to make arrangements for his own father.

However, as a junior, Wen Le didn't dare to answer words indiscriminately, and said: "If you don't like it, please beg grandma, don't delay yourself, and don't spoil other girls."

Quan Jin sighed, and said, "I've tried all the prescriptions you can think of. My mother said that I should find someone with good moral character to take care of me. She shares the same opinion as my father, and now they are unanimous to the outside world."

The two were talking, and then a person walked in.

The abacus Zhuang Yiming——Zhuang He, now took off his scholar's robe and came in wearing a short jacket, he couldn't tell at all that he used to be a military adviser.

Zhuang He entered the room, first saluted Wen Le, and then went to the table.

His posture of pouring tea is similar to before, even though he is wearing different clothes, his gestures are very elegant.

"How are you sir?"

Zhuang He smiled and said, "You can't be a little general, sir. If you don't mind the young general, just call Zhuang He."

Wen Le also never liked to talk about politeness, so he shrugged his shoulders undeniably, and Quan Jin couldn't help raising his eyebrows, the casual appearance of this little nephew was exactly the same as his father.

"Thanks to the help of the young general, Wang Hu, I, and two hundred brothers have settled down in Luzhou now."

Wen Le nodded, then touched his chin, and said to Quan Jin: "Little uncle, I'm a little hungry, what food does this carpentry shop have?"

Quan Jin rolled his eyes, and said cursingly: "If you don't want me to listen, just say it, and learn to beat around the bush, you little bastard."

He walked out while cursing, and was about to close the door when he suddenly poked his head out and asked, "How about eating sturgeon cake?"

Wen Le squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "Yes! Thank you, little uncle!"

"The sturgeon cake will be ready in half an hour." Quan Jin also kindly reminded the time, closed the door, and the sound of stepping became farther and farther away.

Wen Le practiced martial arts all the year round, closed his eyes and listened for a while, and then asked: "There were only about two hundred people in Emperor Wu's old department back then?"

Quan Jin sent it out, and Zhuang He no longer hid it. He roughly calculated, and said, "It's far more than that. The number of people I contacted with Wang Hu alone was 4000, not counting the troops that dispersed after Emperor Wen came to power. Generally speaking, it should be 1 people less.”

Wen Le pondered for a while and said, "Except for those who were dispersed by Emperor Wen, you should contact Wang Hu for the rest."

As he said that, Wen Le took out a jade pendant from the inside of his belt. The jade pendant was a snake, head to tail.

Wen Le divided the jade pendant into two, handed it to Zhuang He, and said: "You and Wang Hu are half of this jade pendant. If you have important matters, you can seek help from the Wen Family Army on the South Bank. Wang Hu will start training, and you will be responsible for observing these people." , if there are impure minds, it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to kill one by mistake."

When Wen Le said this, he never hesitated.

This is Zhou Chong's order.

Zhuang He took the jade pendant, and bowed to Jin Lin while kneeling on the ground.

For the prince to station troops privately, that would be a serious crime of beheading, not to mention that he is still the posthumous son of Emperor Wu, which is an added crime.

Zhou Chong can't take risks.

The general emblem of the Wen family army is a gun with auspicious clouds wrapped around it, which is very eye-catching.However, the jade pendant given to him by General Wen Shao is a snake-shaped jade pendant connected end to end, which bears no resemblance to the general's emblem.

Come to think of it, this should be General Wen Shao's own power.

Zhuang He remembered that when he and Wang Hu were still gangsters in the green forest, he heard Wen Le who had become a centurion from a young soldier at the border.Youthful, the generals at the border do not return to Jinlin all the year round, and leave home when they are young, so they naturally marry and have children at the border.

Those boys who grew up in the barracks, headed by Luosang and Sizhu, all listened to Wenle's deployment.

After returning to Jinlin, Wen Le's position was withdrawn, and he gained the false title of major general, and the troops he managed to accumulate were scattered to different units.

Those people are not like Emperor Wu's military horses, who are piled up by money, status, fields and women.

They are children, teenagers, a group of wolf cubs who follow Wen Le to show their faces in front of General Zhen Guo before they are sensible.

Righteousness is a tool to twist them into a rope.

But now, these people, like Bunle, are seventeen or eighteen years old, and it is the time when they are emerging in various levels of influence.

I'm afraid no one except Wenle knows about this force.

After thinking about it, Zhuang He felt a little startled.

He stuffed the jade pendant into his dark pocket, took a sip of tea, moistened his dry throat, and said: "The Quan family is one of the best in Luzhou, and it is adjacent to the south bank. The great cause of His Highness Ninth Prince is a great help."

Wen Le paused, put the teacup on the table, and said: "When my father was seriously injured, Emperor Wen forced him to go to the hot and humid place on the South Bank to be stationed. Afterwards, my grandfather went from Jinlin to Luzhou and used half of his wealth to help My father has a firm foothold on the South Bank. The Zhen Guo Mansion and the Quan Mansion are tied together by in-laws, but the affairs of the Zhen Guo Mansion... can only be the affairs of the Zhen Guo Mansion."

When Emperor Wen was the most scruples about Zhen Guo Mansion, Wen Changzheng secretly wrote a letter of He Li.

He didn't like reading all his life, but in order to write that letter and Li Shu, he went through all the books in the study.

All the mistakes were attributed to him alone.

Wen Changzheng was very afraid. He was not afraid of the Huns, Japanese pirates, swords and swords all over the sky, and he was not afraid of hidden arrows.

He was afraid that if he made a wrong step, he would drag Quan Qiao and the Quan family into the abyss.

Wen Changzheng didn't dare to give the letter of reconciliation to Quan Qiao himself, but handed it over to Grandpa Quan Sijin.

With his fingertips as marriage, no matter how rough Wen Changzheng's nerves are, he can feel that Quan Sijin, the father-in-law, doesn't like him. I'm afraid that this letter of divorce is what Quan Sijin always thinks about in his dreams.

Unfortunately, Wen Changzheng's calculation was wrong.

When the letter and letter from Li was sent to Quan's house, it was like a stone sinking into the sea without a single wave.

Wen Changzheng was deprived of military power, and went to the south bank alone with a huge title, and no Wen family army could accompany him.

At the same time, the Quan family also moved from Jinlin to Luzhou.

Half of his wealth helped Wen Changzheng start from the beginning, gain a firm foothold step by step, gather the military power on the south bank little by little, and finally planted the banner of the Wen family army on the sea ship that symbolized victory.

Quan Qiao had never seen that letter and Li Shu before.

Back at Quan's house, Wen Le still held the sturgeon cake wrapped in oil paper in his hand.

When Fu Xiaoyu came back from playing chess with Grandpa Quan, he could find Wenle by smelling the oil.

Sturgeon fish cakes are fried on the surface, golden and crispy, with fish meat inside, wrapped in sweet corn kernels, dipped in that sauce and pepper, hot and sour, and smelling of oil, not to mention how delicious it is to eat.

The tired fruit tea was placed on the stone table, Ma Cheng retreated and closed the gate of the courtyard.

Yu San'er, who came out of nowhere, looked at Ma Cheng with a cheerful smile, and said, "Master, I've finished squatting in the horse stance! I've also practiced boxing! Come and see for me!"

Ma Cheng kept complaining, and resigned himself to being dragged away by the young master surrounded by seven or eight people.

Fu Xiaoyu drank tea all afternoon, and her stomach swayed when she walked, but unfortunately, in order to please Grandpa Quan, she had to bite the bullet.

Wen Le didn't know where to go wild, I haven't seen him all afternoon, he has no conscience.

Fu Xiaoyu snatched the last half of the sturgeon cake from Wen Le's hand, chewed it and swallowed it.

Bun Le blinked at him and said, "Are you hungry?"

No wonder he was surprised, Fu Xiaoyu usually doesn't like to eat these snacks.

Fu Xiaoyu snorted viciously, and said: "I played chess with your grandfather all afternoon, spoke good things about you all afternoon, and drank tea all afternoon. Fortunately, you are nowhere to be seen."

As he said that, Fu Xiaoyu smelled Wen Le's body here and there.

Wen Le got goosebumps all over his body, pushed his shoulders, and hid aside.

Fu Xiaoyu's faint breathing hit his neck, making him itchy.

"You, what do you smell!"

Fu Xiaoyu looked at him with her lips pursed, and said with a look of resentment: "I heard that my husband has not gone to that Goulan Wazi, I heard that there are daughters' fragrance everywhere."

Wen Le saw that his puppy was very rare, but he didn't show his face, and asked, "What's the taste of the nurse's house?"

Fu Xiaoyu stared, got up and was about to run outside.

Wen Le grabbed him tightly and said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to break Quan Jin's leg and let him take my husband to the pickled place."

"Little uncle's songs are full of talented people and strangers, you don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, can you break his leg?"

"..."

Fu Xiaoyu was so choked that she got ready to run out again, saying, "I'll go to Grandpa Quan and break his legs! Where's my tea, Ma Cheng! Where's my tea!"

Once Fu Xiaoyu got messy, no one could control her.

Wen Le laughed, leaned into Fu Xiaoyu's arms, and hugged him face to face, with just a slight lift of his head, he was able to kiss those lips.

To fight with the Confucianists with tongues, Mr. Jijiu's tongue is so good that he can't do it.

The two hugged each other in the yard and made intimacy as if no one else was around. Fu Xiaoyu clasped the back of Wen Le's head and ran his fingers along his neck. A slight rub could make the other party tremble.

Wen Le took a breath, his lips turned cherry red from being bitten by Fu Xiaoyu, looked at him and said, "Madam, have you tasted it?"

Fu Xiaoyu licked her lips and said: "It's been a bit cold recently, I'm afraid my husband's mouth is too weak to taste anything. I wonder if my husband would like to let my concubine taste it in another place?"

Where should I change it?

Wen Le's ears were reddish, and she jumped into Fu Xiaoyu's arms, letting the other party wrap his arms around his hips, and walked into the house entwined.

The seasons are like spring, and crabapple flowers bloom in the yard.

When the wind blew, the petals fell to the ground, and the cry of the magpie covered the groaning in the house.