Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

According to the holy will, the Shen family's martial arts competition is scheduled for mid-November, and it is only September at the moment, so there is a large gap in the middle, which is the time left for the participants to prepare.

In the imperial study room, the weak and elegant emperor was teasing the bird locked in the golden silk cage again: "Tell me, with the imperial decree, General Shen will not blame me?"

The chief supervisor who was waiting on the side had a flattering smile on his face for ten years: "How could it be possible? Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of God. Your Majesty is thinking of Miss Shen.

She is a woman who eloped with someone, and it is not easy to arrange a marriage when such a thing is heard.

His Majesty could have given the marriage directly, but he chose a compromise method to give the general enough face, he has to thank him.Besides, if you set up a beating to recruit relatives, how can you be the son-in-law of the Shen family if you have no skills? "

Zhao Qian teased the bird carelessly, not sure if he heard it clearly, but after a while, the teasing was boring, and he said with a smile: "You can talk."

"That's the truth, I dare not lie."

"It's a good one not to speak nonsense, the courtiers are as loyal as you, how can it be my turn to worry? I gave Shen Yanen face, and this face is not given for nothing."

The superintendent dared not speak.

When he should speak, he is eloquent, and when he should not speak, he is silent. His Majesty is most satisfied with him.

Zhao Qian was really satisfied, and he asked again: "I gave Shen Yanen face and refuted Chi Yanzun's face, what would he think?"

"Naturally, General Zhu Guo should also be grateful."

The chief supervisor pondered and said: "For martial arts competitions to recruit relatives, the third son of Chi can go to the ring competition if he is interested in a girl from the Shen family.

The Chi family is the head of the generals in our dynasty. Your majesty's will is upright and not deceiving. If the Chi family loses in the martial arts they are most proud of, it is their own face, no different from your majesty. "

"That's right, if you lose in recruiting relatives, you can't be the son-in-law of the Shen family, and the two houses can't get married. What's the matter with me?"

Zhao Qian was in a good mood: "Everyone is as caring as you are for the Sacred Heart, and I won't have trouble sleeping and eating."

"Your Majesty is merciful."

Yes.

I am so kind.

No matter how merciful it is, the throne will be unstable.

His eyes suddenly darkened: "Tell Lan Xianzhi, I have agreed to what he asked for. If you can't do it well, there is no need to live."

"Yes."

Chi Yan's most beloved youngest son died in the recruitment arena, and the pain of bereavement was there, and the Chi and Shen families would never be able to reach an alliance.

If you can't kill Chi Heng, it doesn't matter if you just win the recruitment. Lan Xianzhi has become Shen's son-in-law, where can Shen Yanen's heart go?

Winning over one of the two governments and suppressing the other is an effective method he has thought of so far.

Shen Yanen didn't show it on the surface, but he cared deeply about this prostitute in his heart.

For many years as a monarch and minister, compared to Chi Yan's roughness and finesse, great wisdom and foolishness, the only thing he sees through Shen Yanen is his love for Xie Zhemei.

Shen Yanen is colder and more reserved than Chi Yan, but Shen Yanen's loyalty is far higher than Chi Yan's. No matter how fierce a tiger is, its heart is loyal, and it will one day be tamed into a well-behaved cat.

Zhao Qian took a deep breath of the ambergris from the Qilin Beast Stove, waved his hand, and the chief supervisor led the palace servants out in a file.

The imperial study room fell into a strange dead silence, and the king of a country leaned on the throne wearily and weakly: "Master, haven't you found it yet? I can't wait long."

"almost."

……

Master Lan's residence.

His majesty's oral order was conveyed to the new favorite minister's ears verbatim, and Lan Xianzhi solemnly replied: "Eunuch Lao replied, and Xianzhi will definitely not disgrace his life."

The eunuch flicked his whisk and said with a choked voice: "My lord, you must do your best."

Whether it's a prosperous life or a bad situation, it all depends on this time.

After seeing off the visitors from the palace, Mrs. Lan sat there with a worried face.

She didn't understand why her son, who was obsessed with ghosts, had to marry the sick young man as his wife.

She elopes for half a year, spends half a year hanging out with Chi's son, whether she is innocent or not, not to mention marrying into the family and not having a son and a half daughter, to put it vulgarly, how is it different from a chicken that can't lay eggs?Marrying her would ruin the Lan family's family style for nothing.

Her son was lucky enough to be valued by His Majesty a month ago, and she was both happy and worried, feeling uneasy: "Xian'er..."

"Mother doesn't need to say much, the imperial decree has been issued, and the imperial order is so, my son can only advance, not retreat."

Lan Xianzhi turned her head to discuss with her father about recruiting relatives through the martial arts competition.

Not persuading him, Mrs. Lan had a headache and was helped back to the house by the maid.

"My child has practiced martial arts for many years and rarely shows it in front of others. It is God's will that he can be used this time. The head of the Chi family's son is bound to be won. Tonight, I will go to find out the depth of his martial arts. Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles."

When the young man talked about planning, he was eager to try, and Lan Daren knew that this matter must not be violated. It has developed to the present, and it is not just a simple matter of marrying a wife.

It's about the future, it's about the holy family, if you take ten thousand steps back, if you can marry the Shen family, not only will His Majesty be satisfied, it will be even more beneficial and harmless to the Lan family.

"Can you be sure?"

Lan Xianzhi raised her eyebrows proudly: "Dad, don't worry, no matter how talented Chi Heng is in martial arts, how old is he? How many years has he studied martial arts? This time, His Majesty is facing us. If you don’t believe me, you will lose.”

Confidence is a good thing, Master Lan stroked his beard gently: "Don't be careless."

"The boy knows."

……

"Mother, don't worry, the child is such an ignorant person? Lan Xianzhi, I have never paid attention to it. If you compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, then how about the imperial decree? When we meet on a narrow road, it is natural that whose sword is obedient to whom."

Chi Heng's ears were about to grow calluses from his mother's nagging: "I'll take good care of my martial arts these days, even if it's not for me, or for the reputation of the general of the Chi family, but for Wanwan, I have to defeat everyone."

"Defeat everyone?" Mrs. Chi's chest heaved up and down from her anger: "Go out for a while, and come back to improve your skills?"

"Oh, how dare you say that you are good at it. It's just a matter of not falling into the prestige of the Chi family."

Chi Heng hugged his mother and kissed her neck, with a sweet voice: "Mother, I haven't seen you in half a year, why are you more beautiful?"

"Another poor mouth!"

"I'm not being talkative. I almost didn't recognize you when I came home. I thought some fairy from the sky would come down to earth. Wait until I look carefully. Oh, isn't this my dearest and dearest aunt!

Mother, the child misses you very much when he is away. Every once in a while, he dreams of coming home to eat the biscuits you made, so you can spare the child's ears. He doesn't want to be deaf early, but also wants to listen to your golden rules every day. "

In the final analysis, this is a daughter, not a son, and a woman is a little padded jacket, to be pampered.Mrs. Chi couldn't stand her acting like a baby, and when she heard her soft-spoken words about homesickness and relatives, her heart softened.

"After walking for half a year, do you still feel homesick?"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that my father will break my leg when I come back early?"

Her eyes lit up: "Mom, have you noticed? This time when I came back, Dad knew how to beat me leisurely, and he didn't use any force!"

"I'm afraid I'll beat you up." Mrs. Chi gently rubbed her thin face: "Why did you lose a lot of weight when you went out? Didn't you eat well?"

Chi Heng nimbly came out of her arms, and stepped back a few steps to let A Niang see her better: "No, the food and accommodation outside are good, and I haven't lost a lot of weight, but I have grown up and my body is stretched. "

"In a blink of an eye, mother's Ah Heng has grown into a big child." Thinking of the hardships and dangers of the night when she was born, Mrs. Chi's eyes filled with tears: "You, I really care about you."

"Mother, why are you crying, I am back with all my beard and tail?"

The tears in the corners of Mrs. Chi's eyes were wiped away by her daughter with a handkerchief, she calmed down, and said, "I haven't asked about you and Qinghe yet, you and her..."

She said nervously, "Did you bully her?"

Chi Heng was confused by her question, and found it funny, and said in a helpless tone: "Mother, it sounds like where did your child come from? How could I bully Sister Qinghe? It's too late for me to protect her."

She was so stupid that she couldn't even see her own mind clearly, and Mrs. Chi didn't have the time to clear the fog for her.

When it comes to matters of love and love, it's good to wake up to yourself, even if it's your own mother, don't interfere indiscriminately.

Ah Heng was still young, she hoped that she would understand, understanding where her heart belonged meant that the child would finally grow up.

She also hopes that if she doesn't understand, if she doesn't understand, she will be happy and carefree for a few more years.

"What happened between you and her, tell your mother."

"Me and Wanwan..."

She told her mother what happened along the way in detail, but she didn't notice that Mrs. Chi's eyes looking at her became more and more complicated. When the two finally made a contract, Chi Heng yawned sleepily: "Mother, I'm sleepy." .”

Madam Chi didn't know whether to be angry or to smile, she held her forehead and gently rubbed between her brows: "Go to sleep."

"Mom, I will come to see you tomorrow, so I won't disturb you and Daddy."

General Chi, who pretended to be reading military books but actually eavesdropped on the mother and daughter's conversation: "..."

From the inner room to the outer room, Chi Heng smiled playfully at his father: "Father, mother is calling you."

"..." The bastard's skin was itching again!

Chi Yanhu grimaced and hummed, before Chi Heng took another look at the excitement, he walked quickly towards the house.

The curtain was swaying, and the little general rubbed his chin and said to himself: "Tsk, I'm really anxious."

She was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, she walked out the door to her small courtyard, and the servant carried an orange lantern to illuminate her.

The courtyard of the General's Mansion is deep, with rockery and flowing water, pavilions, towers and pavilions, shadowy and shadowy, and the night view is very beautiful.

It felt good to be home, she took a deep breath, her ears moved slightly, and her eyes flashed coldly: "Who!"

The boy carrying the lantern was startled by her, and before he could react, the third young master had already flew onto the roof.

"Where is the little thief, dare to come to my general's mansion to play wild!?"

Chi Heng fought against the thief before the guards were alarmed, and hit the thief with his palm.

The man in black rang the alarm immediately, not daring to fight, and flew away.

There are only twenty breaths before and after.

The guards of the General's Mansion reacted very quickly, and even when they arrived, they had already been repulsed.

Chi Heng flew down to the roof and lowered his head to caress his cuffs: "Tch. Not much."

"Third brother!"

"Aheng, are you alright?"

Chi Ying and Chi Ai went to the yard to enjoy the moon, and rushed over when they heard the sound of fighting.

After sweeping away the sullenness, the little general raised a smiley face: "Big brother, second brother, I'm fine, but I'm just a thief, so there's no need to disturb my parents."

"Little thief?"

Chi Yingchi and Ai looked at each other in dismay: The thief is fake, the martial arts competition is about to recruit relatives, let's come to find out if it is true.

"Follow them to explore!" Chi Heng raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky: "I have no fear of conspiracy."

There are countless people who want to be the son-in-law of the Shen family like fish crossing a river, and if anyone comes here casually and asks her to hide from the front, she will think highly of them too.

Regardless of conspiracy and conspiracy, the strong are respected, and whoever's knife is obedient.

Her courage is really not like that of a 14-year-old "young man". Perhaps it is because of her young age that she does not tolerate the sinister and treacherous world, and despises all ghosts and ghosts.

The two brothers of the Chi family were overwhelmed by the younger brother's words, and Chi Ying laughed loudly: "Yes, this is my general, Aai and I will accompany you to practice martial arts these days. !"

"puff!"

A bloody arrow shot out from the black-clothed mouth.

The face scarf was taken off, revealing Lan Xianzhi's pale face and eyes full of horror and disbelief.

Lord Lan waited for Aiko to return in victory, but before he came he said proudly, "Chi's child is only mediocre", but instead Aiko was seriously injured.

Chi Heng used [-]% of his strength in that palm, his clothes fell off, and the palm print was heavy. Lord Lan didn't practice martial arts, so seeing this palm print still made his eyelids twitch in shock.

Lan Xianzhi looked gloomy: "Father, I'm not his opponent..."

"How could this be? Chi Jiazi is only 14 years old, what kind of martial arts prodigy?"

Even if he refuses to admit it, the fact is that there is no room for anyone to deny it.

"Xian'er don't worry, I will help you as a father."

This matter is of great importance, Your Majesty has orders first, this battle can only be won but not defeated!

Master Lan ordered the guards to help his son into a separate courtyard, the door was closed, he stood outside and waited for a while, until the people inside allowed him, and then he helped his son inside.

"How did you hurt?"

The man living in the room had a wild scar on his face, and Lan Xianzhi was in awe of this uncle.

Most of his martial arts were taught by this person.

The number one killer organization in the world, the mysterious and unpredictable landlord of the [Grass Building], ever since he knew his identity, he has treated him like a father.

He came back with a serious injury tonight, and he was ashamed: "My nephew is not good at learning, and I owe my uncle to teach..."

The man's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and tore open the front of his chest, saw the palm prints on it that did not look like an adult, and praised: "What a young man with profound inner strength, his loss is not wronged."

Master Lan saw that the situation was not good, he leaned over and begged: "Please brother Yi to save the lives of my father and son!"

The rivers and lakes are the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and Cao Li doesn't want to care about disputes between courts and courts.

However, his righteous brother is kind to him, and he also knows that he needs a safe place to practice the exercises recently, so he specially donates the other courtyard as a gift.

The kindness of the past, the love and righteousness of the present, it is not good to be indifferent.

He frowned and asked, "Is this the one who intercepted and killed last time?"

He pointed to the small-looking palm print.

"Exactly."

Martial arts prodigies are hard to come by, it's a pity to kill them, Cao Li can't help but make trouble.

"Brother Yi!"

"Okay, what's the big deal?"

He sighed inwardly.

Thinking of his nephew's respect and worship over the years, his eyes were fixed: "I have a method that allows you to absorb the internal energy of others for your own use. This method has a fatal flaw. Once you use it, you will no longer be able to practice martial arts. You can willing?"

Lan Xianzhi gritted her teeth in silence. After a long while, the blue veins on her forehead showed: "Kill Chi Heng, marry a beautiful wife, and gain a monstrous holy family. From now on, my nephew will be willing to be a weak scholar!"

……

"Come again!"

In the Chi family's martial arts training ground, Qinghe thinly fingered the dark purple grapes, and the fresh and tender flesh was piled on a porcelain white plate.

A plate full of fruit pulp was sent to Mrs. Chi. Mrs. Chi felt sorry for her. She came to see her daughter practice martial arts every day no matter the wind or rain. Knowing that she was suffering from cold poison and could not stand the wind, she quickly ordered the maid to fetch a newly made cloak .

Chi Heng also has this cloak, and the one that is draped over Qinghe's shoulders is another pure white one. The beauty and the cloak complement each other perfectly, Madam Chi is very satisfied.

"Watching people practice martial arts is very boring."

"It's not boring." Qing He's eyes were full of envy: "I can't practice martial arts, so watching Ah Chi dance with swords and guns is very satisfying."

The joy and admiration in the girl's eyes cannot be faked, not to mention that she hid her thoughts deeply before, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she abducted people under her nose.

At first Mrs. Chi was angry, but after the anger passed, what can she do?

With the heart of the Shen family girl, she spent half a year with Ah Heng day and night, so she probably knew everything she needed to know.

Ah Heng kept saying that she didn't know her daughter's identity, and she half believed and half believed the silly things said by her silly daughter.

The one who was willing to let Ah Heng be sold and pay back the money, there was only one Shen family daughter in all these years.

If the daughter is not enlightened, the mother will suffer more.

Mrs. Chi picked up a piece of fruit and chewed it slowly, Qinghe took the sapphire dish from the maid upon seeing this.

The grape seeds are spit out on the sapphire dish, the grains are distinct.

Madam Chi pursed her lips and sighed secretly: No wonder her Ah Heng is no match for her, look at this silent and thoughtful thoughtfulness.

"Aheng has been very interested in martial arts since he was a child. He has only half learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he can only master martial arts."

She buried her daughter in this way, Qinghe looked at Mrs. Chi with a smile: "There is a specialization in art, and A Chi's worst piano, it sounds very interesting. With her, there are unexpected surprises every day."

"That's right, is it more surprising, or more joyful?"

Qing He unconsciously looked at the little general who was fighting with Young Master Chi on the training ground: "Surprise is surprise, joy is joy. I can't say enough about her in my whole life."

"..."

Madam Chi raised her eyebrows lightly, and slowly pushed away the white porcelain plate full of pulp in her hand, as if teasing: "Grapes, sour."

"Is it sour?" Qinghe pretended not to understand her words, and smiled harmlessly while holding the plate: "Then leave it to A Chi to eat, she likes 'sour grapes' the most."