Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 17 The Virtue of the General

The main courtyard of the Annan Palace, dressed in a sapphire blue robe, with a silver-white inlaid white jade belt around his waist, with a folding fan in his hand, Wen Changling showed a somewhat cynical temperament, leaned forward and asked with a smile, "Why did you just walk with the girl next door? A piece?"

"I didn't hear that you were acquainted with her earlier, did you?"

Today's Hua Jingyun is wearing a sky-blue brocade robe with silver borders, embroidered with green bamboo to set off him more elegantly, and also has a heroic appearance that belongs to a young man.

Facing Wen Changling's curious and thoughtful gaze, Hua Jingyun's lips curled slightly, "There is a wall between the two houses, you don't know too much."

Wen Changling put away the folding fan with a 'smack', and covered his mouth with the fan with a meaningful smile, "It's amazing, I've always thought you were an old monk who entered meditation, and you don't move your heart."

"However." Wen Changling's words changed, "There have been a lot of troubles next door recently. Your elder brothers have already learned about the old man's affairs, and they will take action today if there is no accident."

"After all, you're going to be hired next door tomorrow."

Hua Jingyun smiled indifferently, "General Wen started from nothing to get to where he is today, not because of his bravery."

"It shouldn't be a big deal for him."

Wen Changling threw off the folding fan again with a 'pop' and shook it, "I hope so."

Suddenly there was a cicada chirping in the yard, Hua Jingyun looked sideways and heard the intermittent sound, "Summer is coming."

Wen Changling held the pot and poured tea, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's time to be lively again."

The scorching sun is rising, and the early summer sunshine has already shown its power, making those who are bathed in the sun have two points of dryness.

In the imperial study, sunlight penetrated through the glazed windows, and the room was bright and spacious.

The emperor looked at the man kneeling with grief and indignation, his temples jumping suddenly.

Wen Mian's eyes were slightly red, and he was angry and aggrieved, "Your Majesty, you have to decide for the last commander in this matter."

"The emperor's father, the emperor, knows. He is two points weaker than a rabbit. How could he do such a thing? In the past two days, he first learned that his coffin was gone, and then he was threatened that he I put the money on it, and my eyes are swollen from crying."

"If it wasn't for the late general's daughter who discovered it in time last night, I'm afraid I would have taken some of the only bottles and jars in the house to get it. The late general. The late general is angry and anxious."

"I beg the emperor to be the final commander."

The emperor's face was ashen, and he was quite unhappy when he saw that his general was delayed by these trivial matters in the mansion all day, and he couldn't train his troops to serve as an official.

"Let me ask you, you have been complaining all year round, why is your father actually worth 12 taels?"

The document was hesitant to speak, and finally heaved a heavy sigh, "The 12 taels is almost [-]% of the income of Weichen's mansion these years, the father of the last general."

Seeing his indescribable appearance, the emperor's anger was lessened. After all, General Wen Sheng's father was timid and cowardly, and he had also heard the rumor that he was like a woman.

This person dared to give away money, and to be honest, he didn't believe it.

I lost my anger, and I was in the mood to deal with these things, "How did you check?"

The clerk said hurriedly: "The last general sent someone to catch up with Hou San'er early this morning. They put money in print and threatened the last general's father. The last general will definitely catch the big fish behind him."

The emperor glared at him dissatisfied, "It's almost putting the cart before the horse. Now the border is unstable, and you may have to use troops at some point. Your energy should be focused on business."

"As for the thorough investigation and release of the printed money, I will take responsibility for it."

Wen Mian's face was moved, and he quickly kowtowed to thank him, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, "Your Majesty, the last general's father was cheated of 7 taels this time. If we find out, can we get him back?"

Just before the emperor was about to get angry, Wen Mian said first: "Don't be afraid of the emperor's jokes, the money in the last commander's mansion to buy a dowry for the girl is gone."

"The last will be such a girl."

"To shut up!"

The emperor stroked his forehead, "Let's talk about it after we find out about it. If your daughter is married to my son, I can't afford to be ashamed of your shame."

Clerk Mian stood silently, the meaning was self-evident, the emperor looked at him angrily, and finally lost the battle again, "I will give you 5000 taels of silver for your emergency, and I will return it to you when you get back the money." You, it's alright, hurry up and get out."

The beggar made his son go to the wedding, and now he has to pay for the dowry!
What an injustice, how could his illustrious general be so virtuous?

The clerk walked out of the imperial study with contentment, bathed in the sunlight, raised his brows slightly, and had a faint hint of color on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he left the palace and arrived at the yamen of the Ministry of War, the little beggar in the alley opposite the yamen stepped forward and gave him a letter, and ran away without waiting for him to ask questions.

Seeing the content on the letter, the clerk Mian raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He was fortunate to find it in time, otherwise it would take some effort to deal with it.

The rising sun is rising in the east, the golden crow is falling in the west, and the grandparents and grandchildren of Hanyuan seem to not know the passage of time.

The servants serving in the Hanyuan went from being surprised to even more surprised, knowing that the status of the old man in the Hanyuan was not as good as that of the decent old lady, and now it seems that he is going to be lucky.

"Well, after a day of practice, I finally made progress."

The old man carefully looked at the last line written by Wen Mianmian, nodded with satisfaction, and then exhorted: "Whether you are practicing calligraphy or painting, you need to persevere, don't think about it overnight, it may be the first time you have been writing for so long, don't worry about it. Tired yourself, come here today."

Wen Mianmian rubbed her sore wrist, feeling that she has made great progress today, and what makes her even more happy is that there will be no flaws in the handwriting in the future, and she will be able to adapt to the life here.

When a servant came to pass the meal, the two found out that it was going to be dark, so they ordered people to pack up and go to the dining room.

Before the meal, Wen Mianmian bragged about the old man's calligraphy, and said, "My handwriting is too ugly, so I decided to start learning how to write with my grandfather from today."

The few people who looked at him with a smile said, "I have already started, and my grandfather said that I have made great progress."

In the afternoon, he found that the dark clouds above her grandfather's head had dissipated little by little. Taking this opportunity to look at the few people sitting at the dinner table, there was no one, and he was very relieved.

The clerk nodded and admitted the fact that the old man wrote well, "Since your grandfather is willing to teach you, let's learn it."

"There is no need to go to the school for the time being. Your grandfather has enough to teach you."

There is joy in the old man's eyes. He now likes to be with his granddaughter, relaxed and happy.

(End of this chapter)