major general

Old Madam Yu brought quite a few people. She helped her walking and said, "I'm here today to ask for someone, my good grandson, where are you hiding? There are so many people in your Quan family , can’t even take care of a child? I think you are all living for nothing, like your young lady, you seem to be educated and reasonable, but in fact, you are like a country woman and don’t know how to be polite!”

"Old man, if you talk nonsense again, be careful, grandma, I will tear your mouth!" Min'er cursed.

Seeing that they didn't mention Yu San'er, Mrs. Yu had a clue in her heart, and Yu San'er was really abducted.Otherwise, they wouldn't let her come over and make irresponsible remarks.

Mrs. Yu fixed her face and said: "I have no other purpose here, not to make you unhappy. I just want to talk to Quan Xiu. The eldest son of Yu's mansion has been living in your Quan family. Quan Xiu I have already reconciled with my son, and it shouldn't be like this. Yu Shan is a member of the Yu family, and our Yu family will also contribute. After Yu Shan is found, Yu Shan must return home."

Min'er was amused, and said: "Did you not read the almanac when you went out, did you let some ghost get on you, why didn't you speak human words?"

Old Madam Yu was close to Min'er, and she was so angry that she was hit by the other party time and time again. She stretched out her hand and slapped Min'er, cursing: "I am the eldest lady of Yu's mansion, you are a little maidservant of the power mansion, you have to do it!" What right do you have to shout at me?"

Min'er grew up with Quan Xiuquan Qiao since she was a child, her temper was spoiled, and she was very chaste.

After falling to the ground, Min'er didn't shed a single tear, stood up with support, and slapped Old Madam Yu backhandedly.

A slap for a slap.

Min'er didn't stop at all, and beat Old Furen Yu so hard that she lost her step and bumped into the nursing courtyard beside her.

"Grandma, I see people talking human words, and talking nonsense when I see ghosts. Now that I see a bitch, the words I speak will naturally not be so nice." Min'er said, wiping the blood from the corner of her split mouth.

Old Madam Yu had never been so shameless in her life, she was out of breath, and said, "Why are you just staring blankly, take off that little bastard's clothes and throw it outside!"

The people brought by Mrs. Yu and the people from the Quan family got entangled, and they were no match.

The two sides quarreled violently, and Yu's nursing home near the door was suddenly kicked down by a strong force.

This kind of strength is not something that the Quan family can kick out. It seems that his internal organs have been kicked to pieces. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

There was too much movement, and both sides stopped.

Fu Xiaoyu walked in across the screen, looked at Mrs. Yu, and asked, "Who are you?"

Madam Yu didn't figure out the other party's background, she still set up her trick of meeting outsiders, and said: "My lord, forgive me, it's because this little girl really doesn't know what's good or bad, that's why the woman made a move."

Min'er didn't let her talk alone, and told Ma Cheng, who kicked someone in, the meaning of Yu's coming.

Ma Cheng originally blamed himself for being overwhelmed by the Yu family, and even wanted to go to Yu's house with a butcher's knife to serve him one by one.

Fu Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and said, "If I remember correctly..."

Old Madam Yu's eyes lit up, she approached and said, "My lord, tell me."

"...Young Master Yu, he was divorced, right? It's not about reconciling with the Quan family."

Min'er: "..." As expected of Fu Jijiu, he was very precise about the key points.

Fu Xiaoyu poured a cup of tea, leaned back on the seat, and said, "Yu San'er is a person, not an object. Logically speaking, the Quan family shouldn't be the only one to decide whether Yu San'er will stay or not."

Madam Yu stared wide-eyed and said, "My lord is wise!"

Min'er muttered, and was about to say something when Ma Cheng stopped her.

There was a neighing sound of a horse outside, and someone stepped into the mansion.

As soon as he opened the door, he stepped on broken pieces of porcelain all over the floor.

Wen Le looked down and asked, "Is there a thief in the house?"

The butler couldn't laugh or cry, and called someone to clean up the porcelain that was broken during the quarrel just now.

Madam Yu looked at Wen Le with some trepidation. Although she was not very old, her nose and eyes were carved out of the same mold as that of Wen Changzheng!

Wen Changzheng made Yu's family stare blankly in Luzhou for a long time, but now I don't know if his son will be as rude and vicious.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at Wen Le's drenched clothes, without giving Madam Yu much time to observe, she took off her coat, covered the man, waved her hands casually, and hugged him to the backyard.

The housekeeper didn't understand what Fu Xiaoyu meant, so Ma Cheng said from the side: "See off the guests! Also, send someone to deliver a bucket of hot water to General Wen Shao's yard."

Wen Le rode his horse in a hurry, and when he was halfway there, it rained heavily, making it impossible for him to hide, or not to hide, so he just drenched his wet clothes and checked the whole night.

Wen Le breathed a sigh of relief in the hot tub while busy with work up and down in the house.

Afraid that he would have a fever, Fu Xiaoyu asked Ma Cheng to make ginger tea, and carried it into the room.

It was so hot inside that it was hard to see people clearly.

Fu Xiaoyu brushed away the hair sticking to the side of Wen Le's face, and said, "Drink the ginger tea before making it."

Wen Le turned over obediently, her muscles and bones softened, and she felt very comfortable right now.

Ginger tea is spicy at the entrance, and the astringent taste is neutralized by the tea leaves, but when it reaches the stomach, Bunraku still shudders.

Seeing this, Fu Xiaoyu smiled, put the empty bowl aside, and began to take off her clothes.

Wen Le couldn't dodge in time, blinked at him and said, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xiaoyu took off the last piece of clothing, strode into the bathtub, and said, "To bathe with my husband."

A bucket full of hot water carried two men.

The hot water in the bucket came out, and Wen Le was afraid of being crowded, so he sat on Fu Xiaoyu's lap and sighed comfortably against his back.

Fu Xiaoyu hugged his waist, bit his neck, and said: "The young general will enjoy it."

Wen Le couldn't dodge, was bitten, and said: "There are two roads out of the small forest, one is the road to the south bank, and the other is the deep mountain forest, which is connected to the Buzheng Temple in Jingshan, Luzhou. I have been to this one, compared the ruts, and there is no rut we found in the alley. Before I had time to check the Buzheng Temple, it rained heavily, and the traces were washed away, but they all went there. I still took a step up the mountain to take a look, and it was no different from ordinary temples, except that there were more nuns."

Wen Le said so much that she felt sleepy, feeling that Fu Xiaoyu's legs were a bit thin, making it uncomfortable to sit on, so she squeezed on top of him.

Fu Xiaoyu took a heavy breath, pulled Wen Le's waist and bumped herself.

Wen Le dozed off and then flew away. He hurriedly propped up the bathtub, and said stammeringly: "This, this, we have business!"

Fu Xiaoyu held Wen Le's legs together, moved slowly, and said, "I know, when I'm done with business..."

Fu Xiaoyu's voice was very magnetic, and now it was a bit hoarse, which made Wen Le's whole body turn red, and it was unclear whether it was steamed by water or ashamed by Fu Xiaoyu's words.

The two of them are naked, so something should happen in the boudoir.

Wen Le endured it for a long time, but still couldn't resist, and turned her head to seek Fu Xiaoyu's lips for a kiss.

More water was squeezed out of the tub.

Early the next morning, Wen Le and Fu Xiaoyu arrived in Jingshan in a carriage.

On the way, Bunraku lifted the curtain and took a look, the carriage left a deep rut.

If it hadn't rained at that time, the traces would have remained.

However, one wrong answer has been ruled out, so this Buzheng Temple will not work without checking.

"Why didn't your little uncle come?"

Wen Le ate the pastry, leaned into Fu Xiaoyu's arms and said, "Let him know about Yu's coming to find fault with him yesterday, and he rushed to Yu's house this morning in a fit of rage, I'm afraid it's going to be crazy again. .”

Fu Xiaoyu thought about Quan Jin's appearance like fighting a rooster, and said, "Indeed."

"I came to Lu Zhou in a hurry this time, and I haven't talked to Zhang Lie and the others yet." Wen Le sighed.

"Zhang Lie's official career was prosperous, and Yin Shangshu, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, was accused of donating an official. Just in time for a thorough investigation of the buying and selling of officials today, he was dismissed immediately. This vacancy, Zhang Lie was stuck, and he and the Minister of the Ministry of Households bowed their heads all day long. See you without looking up."

Wen Le couldn't help laughing, and said: "In the past, Yu'er's father still looked down on Zhang Lie. Who dares to judge the future of the young man. In the past few years, Zhang Lie has become equal to him."

Fu Xiaoyu saw that he was very pleasing, so she put her arms around his waist and said, "Sun Yu'er is still a guest at Licheng Jade Academy in name, but she is actually painting in retreat."

Wen Le looked up at him and said, "Retreat? Where did you go to retreat?"

"Who knows."

Wen Le wrinkled his nose and looked at him, leaned into his arms like a baby, squeezed and touched him, deliberately tickled him, and said, "Tell me, master."

"I really don't know, you think I'm a god." Fu Xiaoyu's eyes were bent, and he added, "But I heard that Zhang Lie, Minister of Rites, has a side courtyard full of camellias, and people in Jinlin say that he So far I have not married a wife because of the beauty hidden in the golden house."

"Master, we're here." The carriage stopped.

Wen Le still had the heart to gossip about his friends, but now he calmed down and returned to his serious appearance, got out of the car first, and looked around.

Jingshan is not high, and it only takes half an hour for ordinary people to climb up from the bottom of the mountain.

Buzheng Temple is a temple built only in the past few years. I don't know what kind of Buddha is worshiped inside. It is always a bunch of monks and nuns.

Just as Wen Le was about to rush in, Fu Xiaoyu grabbed his neck and carried him back into the car.

"what?"

Fu Xiaoyu took out two sets of clothes, handed them to Wen Le, and said, "My lord and boy, we can't rush into it ostentatiously, we will cover everything up if we really want to."

Wen Le was so convinced that he snatched the gorgeous suit and put it on himself. When he put it on, the sleeves grew out.

"You deliberately!"

Fu Xiaoyu handed him the servant's clothes with a smile, and said, "You must serve the master well, Mr. Xiaolang."

The smell of sandalwood in Buzheng Temple is full.

The nun who was kneeling on the ground and chanting scriptures beat the wooden fish, and the people on the side said: "Master, there is a well-dressed young master who said he was passing by here to offer incense sticks."

The nun didn't open her eyes, just closed her eyes and continued to knock on the wooden fish.

The man left after speaking.

The nun was left alone with the Buddha who had crossed the golden body.

The Buddha is unspeakably weird, and it is said that the face of the Buddha is the most benevolent, but it always makes people feel uncomfortable.The sound of the wooden fish continued, and the sound of chanting scriptures was like a mantra, echoing and echoing in the huge place of worship.

The author says:

Master and servant play! (Bushi