Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

The family of three ate and chatted for nearly an hour after a meal, and at the end they still had something to say.

Don't look at Xie Zhijun who has not been conferred the title of Marquis and Prime Minister, but she really flexes her muscles in the court, but she is well-read and quick-witted, and she can almost understand some things, and she can follow Wei Cang's train of thought.

Even Cui Ji is better than many veterans in the officialdom because he talks with Wei Cang all the year round.

After finishing dinner, Xie Zhiyun will leave.

Cui Ji didn't send her off, but said to her finally: "If you can't sleep at night, just light a soothing incense, and you'll get used to it."

Xie Zhiyun has always slept well. Hearing this now, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, mother, I will take good care of myself."

When her thin figure disappeared into the night, Cui Ji was still standing at the door looking around, staring at her distant back in a daze.

Wei Cang came out of the bedroom and was about to go to the study to get busy, when he looked up and saw her eyes, he smiled and said, "Ma'am, don't worry about it."

"The eldest daughter-in-law is determined, it doesn't matter."

Cui Ji glanced back at him, and said angrily, "What do you know?"

Wei Cang: "..."

Wei Cang sighed, "Okay, I don't understand."

Cui Ji shook his head, didn't say anything, just urged him to go to the study, don't bother her here.

Xie Zhijun didn't know that her parents-in-law were worried about her, and she felt a little tired after returning to Chunhuating today, so she lay down early after taking a simple bath.

Because she was tired, she didn't expect to order some soothing incense, thinking that she could fall asleep when she lay down.

But today she has insomnia.

Xie Zhijun tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, even though he was extremely sleepy and his mind was muddy, he still couldn't fall asleep.

Whenever she was about to fall asleep, she felt that her heart was pounding, and something disturbed her sanity.

Trying to sleep and not being able to sleep is a very painful thing.

Xie Zhijun simply turned over and got up, found Anshenxiang and lit it, she put on a robe and sat on the Luohan bed, staring at Anshenxiang in a daze.

She knew why she was having insomnia.

Because she was the only one left in Chunhuating today, Wei Ji didn't know where he went, and he didn't know if he was safe or not.

It's not a bad feeling to have someone who needs her to worry about and miss her all the time. For Xie Zhijun, it even makes her feel happy.

This kind of longing was long lost, and it made her gradually realize all kinds of emotions in the world.

After his mother passed away, she once begged for his father's love, but Xie Yuan's own heart also died, and he didn't have the energy to care for the children anymore.

From childhood to adulthood, Xie Zhiyun could only close her heart and share half of her remaining warmth with Xie Zhixing. The two children signed up for a group to keep warm, and they have grown up relying on each other.

Until she married Wei Ji.

In daily life, Xie Zhijun finally understood all kinds of emotions in life.

Joy, anger, sorrow, ups and downs, all tasted in these few months.

She doesn't repel, nor is she afraid, she is even a little eager to try.

To this day, she has also savored carefully what lovesickness is.

The feeling of always thinking about someone in her heart is sour and sweet, which makes her heart seem to recover with the spring, and even tender green shoots grow in the wild grass in her heart.

Xie Zhiyun looked at the little fire in the darkness and smiled slightly.

"You have to come back soon," Xie Zhiyun said to the person who was not here, "I'll tell you that I miss you when I come back."

What Cui Ji said was right, after lighting the incense, Xie Zhiyun was finally able to fall asleep.

A good night's sleep.

Xie Zhiyun didn't dream that night, she slept soundly, until she woke up, only to find that the sun was shining brightly.

As soon as Xie Zhiyun had breakfast, Xiao Zhong came in with a smile and reported: "Young Madam, a letter came earlier, saying that the young man has already passed Lishui, and will be able to arrive at Taiji Mountain this evening. He is safe and sound at present."

Hearing that he was safe, Xie Zhiyun's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

She said: "Understood, from now on the daily military newspaper will be circulated as soon as possible."

Xiao Zhong nodded: "Yes, the little one knows."

After he left, Grandma Jia smiled and said, "Miss, don't worry now?"

Xie Zhiyun was not harsh on her, so he laughed and said, "Don't worry."

Xie Zhiyun was relieved, and in the next few days, he would take care of the affairs of the Duke's Mansion with peace of mind.

On the previous day of checking the accounts, many problems were found, so she called Ji Xiuxiu and Wei Ningshu, and the three of them sorted out the redundant affairs in the mansion together, and clearly assigned the responsibilities of each servant.

After being so busy for three days, Xie Zhiyun finally had time to rest after finishing his errands.

On this day, Wei Ji led the elite of the Pioneer Battalion to suppress the bandits on Taiji Mountain.

On the first day, Wei Ji only wrote the military report back, so Xiao Zhong and Xie Zhiyun's report of safety was just a dictation.

On the second day, Wei Ji was ingenious and included a note in the military newspaper.

Sometimes it is a sentence, sometimes only a few words, but it is not the same every day.

The next day he wrote: I have arrived at Taiji Mountain, very good, don't read it.

On the third day, he wrote: There are many mosquitoes on the mountain, and the cooling oil is effective, very good.

Xie Zhiyun couldn't help laughing when she saw this, and then she asked the family to step up the purchase of this cooling oil for emergencies.

On the fourth day, which is today, the note arrived very early.

Xie Zhiyun hadn't had breakfast yet, and the note was delivered.

Today's note is a bit long: The bandits have already started to be suppressed, but these grandsons run too fast to catch anyone, and today they have to work hard to climb the mountain.

At the end, I hastily added: Very good, don't read it.

Xie Zhijun's heartfelt thoughts were all in these notes. Looking at the familiar tone, she seemed to be able to imagine what he said in person.

Xie Zhijun sat by the window, wrote the notes on hard paper, and put them on the table to dry in the shade.

Seeing how cautious she was, Grandma Jia also had a smile in her eyes.

"Young master seems to be a caring person," Jia Nanny said, "He misses you, misses you, and is afraid that you will worry, so he wants to make you happy."

How could Xie Zhiyun not understand, at this moment, there was a smile in her eyes, it was the joy of being missed.

"I know, Mama," Xie Zhiyun said, "He has always been like this."

Grandma Jia's faint voice sounded: "So when I got engaged, I was full of worries. I watched you grow up. I know your temper best. If you meet someone with a hard temper, don't worry about it in this life." Think about it well."

"Who would have thought that such a mighty general has the softest heart."

Xie Zhiyun listened to Nanny Jia's chanting, and her longing poured down like a flood that opened the gate.

Fragments of sunlight shone in and fell between the lines of the ink.

Xie Zhijun stretched out his hand, gently stroked the word "very good" on it, and then said softly: "Yes, who knows?"