Is my wife farming today?

Chapter 243: Frustration in the First Battle
Xue Hanxiang was arranging for people to repair the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and came over after hearing the sound.

"Shopkeeper Shen, you have already spent enough money on repairs in the house these days, why do you still have to..." Before he finished speaking, Shen Yiming smiled and said: "It's your master who came back today. Most of the refugees on North Street have been settled, and a few of them are so happy that they want to add more food. It's okay. Just listen to me and go buy some good wine and food. "

Shen Yiming thought and stuffed another one in, "Leave these little things of surveillance to me, I'm the best at it. You can use this to buy some cakes and gadgets for the people in the house, and take care of them for me. I've been working hard these days." Sister, thank you for your hard work."

Hearing this, Xue Hanxiang knew that this was Shen Yiming's intention, so she no longer refused to refuse to him, and quickly called the waitresses in the kitchen to buy vegetables.

On this day, the joyful commotion in the house didn't end until midnight.

At the dinner table, Xie Xingxin drank a few more glasses, and drank Xu Boyan until he lay on the table, unable to move for a long time.

When was the last time you were so happy?
She couldn't remember.

Suddenly, the tender flesh of her waist was pinched hard. She was so painful that her alcoholism faded a little, and she looked sideways.

Yu Qingsu waved her hand, and with some unknown trick, she caught a white dove in the night sky.

She rushed over quickly, "Don't kill, they are here to find me!"

Yuqing glanced at her, "How did you know it came to find you? Does it have your name written on it?"

He was a Taoist priest, and he couldn't eat many of the fishy and meaty dishes on the dinner table, so he only drank a few glasses of sake and a few bites of vegetarian dishes to fill his stomach.

Seeing that Xu Boyan was holding Xu Boyan and whispering at the dinner table, Yuqing felt bad for a long time.

If you finally get the opportunity, you will naturally have to be tortured and tortured to refuse it.

With a red face, he leaned over and coaxed softly: "Good Yuqing, give me the pigeon quickly."

When she drank, she acted more casually, completely losing all the rules and details she had during the day. Yu Qing deliberately brought her face closer and said, "My dear, how about you kiss me in front of everyone? Kiss me and I'll do it." Give me this pigeon."

Xie Xie was so frightened that he let out a "burp" of alcohol.

Yuqing quickly backed away, "You! Did you do this on purpose?"

She took the opportunity and took the pigeon into her arms with a harmless look in her eyes, "How could that be?"

Yuqing waved her hand, smoothed her silver hair elegantly, and sat next to Xie Yan again.

"While I was practicing these days, I suddenly realized a method that can keep people young forever. Do you want to try it?"

"No, no, no." Xie Xie took out a long roll of paper from the mailbox and read it with interest. Yu Qing was so angry that she immediately came over to take a look at it, "What kind of strange thing is this? Let me take a look too."

She quickly stood up and hid, but Yuqing was caught off guard and almost fell off the stone bench.

"What are you doing?" Yuqing straightened up and said angrily: "Okay, I think you don't know the consequences of offending me!" He made a hand and recited a spell, but when he declined, he suddenly felt unfavorable. Walk towards him in a controlled manner.

"What did you do to me? Let me go!"

Yu Qing hugged her and was about to lift her hand up and down, when Shen Yiming beside her put down her bamboo chopsticks with a "pop" sound. "Hey, let me go!"

Shen Yiming took advantage of the situation and stood up, grabbing one of Xie Xie's hands. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull Xie Xie out of Yu Qing's arms.

Xie Xie looked at Yu Qing blankly, "Is it possible that you really are?"

Yuqing snorted coldly, and the old god waved his sleeves, "Forget it, I won't make trouble with you anymore."

As soon as the strange force on her body was released, she immediately ran into Shen Yiming's arms.

what happened?

Is it possible that Yuqing really knows some magic? Why didn't her body rush towards him without her control at all just now? After the joke, Yuqing's clothes fluttered and melted into the night. At this time every night, he would find a quiet place to do evening classes and practice. He refused because he thought he was just a liar under the guise of a Taoist priest.

But when she saw it today, I'm afraid it wasn't as simple as she thought.

However, it doesn't matter.

Regardless of whether he is a real immortal or a fake Taoist priest, she has already written to Dugu Xiwei, asking him to urge Qingzhu to return to Qingyi Sect as soon as possible to find a way to release the bondage of Virgin Xiang.

As long as Yuqing doesn't do anything bad to her or the people around her, she can ignore him no matter how much he practices Taoism or goes crazy.

Dinner was late, and Xu Boyan also drank too much, so he didn't know what was going on.

Xie refused to take advantage of the chaos and hid in the study, seeking a moment of peace, and then quietly opened the letter.

But all I saw was a short line of small words written on the paper:
"The four princesses suffered a setback in their first battle. He Lanlian cut off Yan Zhen's head and hung it outside the gate of Jincheng. The morale of our army was in turmoil. Someone in the capital recommended that Xie's eldest daughter take command in the battle."

Yan Zhen is dead?

This man was originally a general who followed Xie Shen. I heard that he was brave, good at fighting, loyal and resourceful. Wasn't he even He Lanlian's opponent?

Also, who the blind person actually recommended her eldest sister to take command against her conscience? Is it possible that all the soldiers in Kyoto are dead?

damn it!
She crumpled the letter irritably, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the oil lamp.

A flame burst into flames, and soon only a pile of ashes remained.

She wrote a three-thousand-word essay, but she only got this person a few words of information about Beijing? how? What did he think of himself? Routine reporting is not enough?
Xie Rui was so angry that he kicked the table legs several times.

"Dong dong." There happened to be a knock on the door outside the study.

"Master, the old Marquis is back and asked you to go to the North Courtyard to talk." Xue Hanxiang's voice sounded outside.

Decline responded: "I know, I'll go right away."

The idea of ​​picking up a pen to scold him stopped, and she refused to clean it up. She piled up the books on the desk that she and Xu Boyan had drawn together in the past few days, took them together, and went to the North Courtyard.

Far away, not yet entered.

Xie Xie heard a heavy cough coming from the courtyard.

"Mother."

"Come in."

After not seeing each other for a few days, Xie Shen's white hair on his temples had unknowingly spread over the top of his hair, and even the corners of his eyes were covered with dense fine lines, as if he had suddenly aged ten years.

I heard from Jiang You that she had been worrying about the refugees in Liangzhou for nearly a month and a half, and now she was finally able to relax and take a good rest.

She stepped forward with gentle steps.

"I heard that today you ordered people to post notices everywhere in the city with great fanfare, hoping to find literate scholars in the city?" Xie Shen asked in a deep voice.

Decline straightened up and replied, "Yes."

"Just in time, I have a letter of thanks signed by the people in the city. Take it and see if you can help."

She was stunned, a little surprised that Xie Shen was calm today, and she didn't even ask what she was going to do, but she even offered to help?

Could it be that the sun is coming out in the west?
When did her Master Xie become so amiable and understanding?