major general

In the afternoon, Bunle began to feel restless.

Running here, running there, he hugged all the big white geese in the yard for a walk.

Sizhu was sweeping the floor in the courtyard, holding the broom in a gesture of disrespect, seeing his young master with nails growing under his buttocks, and asked: "Master, if you are really bored, help the servant sweep the floor. Sister Zilin even asked me to buy her some joss sticks and paper money."

Bunraku: "..."

After taking the broom, Sizhu turned around and ran out, without any appearance of a slave.

Originally, Sizhu had a temper that was used to in the border country, and she went back to Zhen Guofu to raise her for a while, but now she went to the border, she couldn't control her temper.

Wen Le held the broom and sighed, she should have taken good care of that bastard in Luosang back then, seeing how he brought her with him, I lost my heart all day long!

Big white geese ran around him in the yard, quacking.

Wen Le kicked on the tree, knocking down a man in black.

"Bored? Sweep the floor."

The man in black took the broom in a daze: "..."

Wait, didn't you say that our job is to protect the nobles of the Zhen Guo Mansion?

General Zhen Guo didn't say that the hidden guards were also sweeping the floor!

Wen Le left the house, after thinking about it, he went out of the city using lightness kung fu.

The gate of the house in the depths of the camellia forest was locked tightly, and the camellias had sprouted buds, and there was only a touch of red, and it seemed that spring had come.

The man in the wing room didn't stay on the bed this time, but sat in the courtyard, while the servant who served him leaned against the pillar and dozed off, his head nodding.

A piece of white paper can draw everything in the world.

As long as Mr. Yu Yang's name is stamped on the painting, the value of the painting will increase by two.

"Why did you climb over the wall again?" Sun Yu'er said with a smile, put the pen on the pen holder, pushed the servant to wake up with one hand, and said, "Go and prepare some hot tea for the major general."

The boy woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes and left after pleading guilty.

Wen Le sat propped up on the stone bench, looked out, and said, "The painting is really pretty."

In the painting is a twenty-eight-year-old young woman, dressed in a bright yellow short jacket, looking back and smiling, looking forward to her beauty.The brick-red gazebo was painted extremely meticulously, and there were two teacups on the table.The horse was tied to a post, and a man leaned on the post to look at the woman in the pavilion.

Sun Yu'er hung the paintings to dry, and said, "When I'm free, I like to draw these paintings that hurt the spring and the autumn."

The two talked a few words, Sun Yu'er looked at Wen Le's lack of interest, guessing that he didn't come here today to watch him draw, after careful consideration, she asked, "Who messed with us when you frown so tightly?" Is the major general unhappy?"

Liberal Arts made Sun Yuer amused, and said, "I'm not happy here."

The hot tea was brought up by the servant, and there were two dishes of refreshments.

Wen Le twirled the sesame seeds on the tea, chewed and said, "You and Zhang Lie..."

"Zhang Lie? What's the matter?" Sun Yu'er tilted her head to look at him, waiting for his next words.

Bunle pursed his lips and remained silent.

Sun Yu'er withdrew her hand, and said to the boy beside her, "Go outside and wait on me, I'll call you again if I need something."

As soon as the boy retreated, they were the only ones left in the room.The courtyard wall was soaked by the spring rain, and the skin was a little peeled off. A bunch of small grass seedlings grew under the wall, which was lush and lush, and it was especially gratifying to look at.

Wen Le faltered, looked at Sun Yu'er's big eyes, leaned over him and said a few words.

These few words directly made Sun Yu'er blushed, covered her face and said, "You, you..."

Bun Le looked at him innocently without saying a word.

Sun Yu'er sighed, looked around, and pulled Wen Le into the wing.

The two huddled in the room and didn't know what to talk about. The magpie looked here and there on the branch, and finally flew away with the spring flower in its mouth.

There are grilles on the windows, and Zhang Lie's mother, Mrs. Li, used to be a good hand at work in the village.Especially during the Chinese New Year, when the scissors were used to cut window grilles, the girls and boys in several villages were eager to ask her to cut them before the new year, for fear that Li's father would not let her out of the yard if it was too late.

Cong Taoguang pushed the door open and took the official hat from Zhang Lie.

"Where's Yu'er?"

The little girl at the side said: "Sun Gongzi came with the young general today, and he also drew a picture and sent it to Sun Shangshu's home."

Zhang Lie raised his eyebrows and said, "Wen Le? How did he have the time to come here?"

Looking at Fu Xiaoyu in the court today, with a springy smile on his face, Emperor Wen was disgusted enough. Originally, he wanted to give his opinion on the pirates on the South Bank, but he couldn't say anything because of his laughter. He waved his hand and asked him to go to the Guozijian to disgust Old Master Yue.

After entering the wing room, Zhang Lie opened the bead curtain and saw Sun Yu'er sitting at the table, but Wen Le was nowhere to be seen.

"Wen Le is gone?"

The heat on Sun Yu'er's face hadn't gone down yet, and she said, "Leave over the wall."

"Over the wall?" Zhang Lie smiled and let Cong Taoguang and the little girl go out, while he sat in front of Sun Yu'er, holding his hand, and said, "If you don't leave the gate, you have to climb over the wall. I really think of Zhang's mansion as his township mansion." ?”

Sun Yu'er pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "Wen Le asked me today how to behave like Duke Zhou."

"He and Master Fu haven't consummated their marriage yet?" Zhang Lie said, thinking about Fu Xiaoyu's face today, and said with a smile, "No wonder."

The two were talking affectionately, and the servants prepared hot meals and brought them up.

When Sun Yu'er was in Lizhou, she loved to eat shabu-shabu.On the edge of the hot stove, the sliced ​​beef and mutton are wrapped in green onions, and the taste is excellent.

When Zhang Lie and Sun Yu'er returned to Jinlin, they specially asked Cong Taoguang to bring the pot with them, for fear that Sun Yu'er would be greedy for it.

The hot steam made the room very comfortable, and Sun Yu'er rolled up her sleeves, eating nothing like the eldest son of the Shangshu Mansion.

When she lost weight, her arms looked like bamboo sticks, which made her feel very distressed.Now let Zhang Lie take care of it, and slowly grow soft.The arm is kneading dough, and it looks like lotus root joints, and it is comfortable to hug and kiss.

Zhang Lie rinsed his mouth, watched Sun Yuer gulp down food, and asked, "How did Yuer tell Wen Le?"

Sun Yu'er was choked by the green onion, covered her mouth and nose and coughed, and said, "Well, how can I say this..."

After questioning, Sun Yuer pointed to the room in a low voice, and said, "I showed him the fire avoidance map. Then he asked me how I felt, and I said it was a little painful at first... He pulled off his clothes and gave it to him. I looked at the welts on his body and asked me which hurts more than this. I said it must be the pain of the whip..."

Zhang Lie leaned closer, listened to him, and asked hoarsely, "And then?"

The smell of fragrant tea.

The distance between the two is a bit too close.

Sun Yu'er picked at the embroidery on the tablecloth and said, "Then he ran away."

Zhang Lie hooked the corners of his lips, wrapped one hand around Sun Yu'er's waist, and touched down along the waistline.

Even this part of the body that has been raised with great difficulty has become soft, white and tender. Holding and kneading it for a while with one hand seems to be able to knead the person in his arms into a pool of spring water.

"Aren't you going to tell Wen Le how you feel after the pain?" Zhang Lie pulled Sun Yu'er to sit on his lap, groped along the hem of the clothes, untied the tie of the obscene trousers, rubbed them inside, and asked , "It started to cry out that it hurts, and I pushed and shoved and refused to let it in. When I got comfortable, this leg was hooked up to my waist, and I was afraid that I would go out half an inch."

Sun Yu'er covered her ears and refused to listen to his dirty words, but her head rested on his shoulder.

Cong Taoguang stood outside waiting for orders. He didn't see anything for a long time, thought for a while, closed the courtyard door, and called the little girl to the kitchen to boil hot water.

I'm afraid the master and son will use it.

There is no end to spring in this room, and the same is true for Bunraku on the other side.

He walked quickly and returned to Zhen Guo Mansion, but Fu Xiaoyu was still there.

Wen Le thought for a while, and sent a servant to tidy up the bathroom.

Before going to Luzhou, Wen Le was in the bathroom and almost consummated the room with Fu Xiaoyu.At that time, Fu Xiaoyu probably had already thought about how to treat him, and the ointment and the jade were placed on the table boldly, as if Wen Le might not see it.

This winter and spring have passed, and the objects are still placed in their original places, without even changing their positions.

Bunle kicked him out and took a bath by himself.

The tub was getting bigger and bigger, and his wife was afraid that he would miss the greenhouse in the side courtyard, so she tried every means to build one for him in the Zhenguo Mansion.There was too much movement and I was worried about the old lady's nagging, so I could only quietly ask the skilled craftsmen of Fu's mansion to make a large bathtub, so that there was room for the two of them to sit and take a bath.

Wen Le was soaking in the bathtub, holding the jade/shi in his hand.The turquoise jade looks very beautiful, there is no blemish at all inside, only a crack at the head, which is similar to the hole in the man's place, every piece of jade has been made by the craftsmen of the Fu manor.

I really don't know how Fu Xiaoyu said this.

Bun Le pursed her lips and thought for a while, then brought the ointment.

The sky was dark, every year Emperor Wen of Qingming would go to the imperial mausoleum, bring a number of princes and princesses, and offer incense to the ancestors, while begging the ancestors to bless the great fortune of the country.

Fu Xiaoyu went through the long sacrificial text in his mind, and walked outside.

Master Liaotong was wearing cassock and holding Buddhist beads in his hand.Looking at it with a bare head is extraordinarily cold, and it is brighter than the moon from a distance.

Fu Xiaoyu didn't want to take Joe in front of the master, so after saluting, he asked, "Where are you going, master?"

Master Liaotong twirled the beads and said, "Go back to the pure place of Buddhism."

The Southern Dynasties believed in Buddhism, and there were more than 20 Buddhist temples in Jinlin alone.Master Liaotong was enlightened to join the WTO and come to Jinlin for more than [-] years, and he never mentioned going back.

Fu Xiaoyu looked back at the imperial city, the high brown-red palace walls completely concealed the thieves and prostitutes and their intrigues, only Zhan Fengduo could be seen under the eaves making noises with the wind.

"What did the master figure out?"

"Don't dare to speak nonsense." Master Liaotong waved his hand, but seemed to think of the astrology he saw recently, and said, "Ziwei star is weak, Master Jijiu, have you thought about doing something?"

Fu Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "I only wish to guard three points of land and spend the rest of my life with my beloved."

Of course, if the beloved wanted to help Ziweixing in every possible way, he would not be stingy in helping.

"Let's just leave here." Master Liaotong smiled like the Maitreya Buddha, handed the Buddha beads in his hand to Fu Xiaoyu, and walked to the street with his small burden on his back. There was the South Gate over there. Can go to Luzhou.

Fu Xiaoyu held the Buddhist beads made of sandalwood, and after a while, the palm of her hand was stained with the fragrance of sandalwood.

There is a change in the palace today.

If Ziwei Xing can survive...

Fu Xiaoyu held the Buddha beads tightly and walked quickly towards Ma Cheng.

The change is none of his business.

The Heavenly King Laozi is here, don't even think about delaying him eating that thief in bed.

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