The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 332 Who Lies To You And Which Is The Bastard
Di Changfeng asked Yan Danqing if he could ride a horse.

Of course Yan Danqing would, but the technique is another matter.

When the two arrived at the barracks, they saw many people gathered together on the school grounds.

"Qingqing, look at my father, he got up and went to the barracks before dawn, and he is showing off the horse you sent to others, what will happen if he didn't come here last night!" Di Changfeng pouted and pointed not far away. own father.

Today, Yan Danqing is wearing a horse riding outfit and her hair is tied up. She is already beautiful, but after wearing this outfit, she looks even more charming and possesses a heroic spirit that is rarely seen in her daughter's family. She is not much better than Di Changfeng let.

The soldiers who passed by, when they saw Di Changfeng, stopped respectfully and called General, but they didn't know Yan Danqing, and they only thought that this daughter's family would not lose to the princess, but they didn't know which family's daughter it was.

The daughters of all the generals in northern Xinjiang basically come to the barracks. There are not so many broken rules in northern Xinjiang, and daughters can join the army to fight, let alone the daughters of generals.

Since Princess Changfeng, there has been an upsurge of daughters' families joining the army. Now the women's army under Princess Changfeng has as many as 1000 people. They never lose to their men in actual combat. They are real heroes.

Diyuan also saw his daughter-in-law and daughter, but he couldn't directly introduce her to others in the military camp, for fear that her and Di Yao would be exposed, and it would be bad for the emperor to know: "This Chollima is my son. It was given by my wife, if any of you can sit on it and run around the school field twice, next time whoever will lead someone to be the striker."

Naturally, those around him are all important generals under Di Yuan's command, his confidantes, his right-hand men, his comrades who were born and died, if not, who would dare to joke with him.

"My lord, the concubine is in the south of the Yangtze River now. If you want to brag, you have to make a draft." The left general Meng Lun is tall and mighty, 1.9 meters tall, and his uniform looks as strong as a hill. Don't believe him.

Isn't it just that there is a daughter-in-law, as if no one has one.

In the past few months, the prince praised his daughter-in-law the most. He praised his daughter-in-law when he was dealing with insect disasters in Jiaozhou, and another wave when he was dealing with floods in Yuezhou. She can do anything.

"That's right, apart from the fact that this horse looks better, I don't see any difference. Lao Meng, come on, didn't you compete with me to be the forward last time? You rode around twice, and the prince admitted that I also Recognize." The right general Yuan Wei looked around the horse several times, it is quite a docile horse, but this horse is really beautiful, especially the coat color is bright.

The remaining few bearded beards also booed and echoed, but they all admitted that the horse should be a good horse, but they don't know where the prince got it, and it must have been given by the crown prince.

"You don't believe it?" Di Yuan was annoyed: "Whoever lied to you is a bastard, this is a gift from my daughter-in-law."

Yan Danqing snickered at the side, looking at Di Changfeng: "Is this how the father usually talks to his subordinates?"

I can't imagine that it was said from the mouth of a high-ranking prince.

"Those uncles are all from my father's generation and grew up together. How do you think he talks to his brothers?" Di Changfeng is used to it. Father can be tough in front of other soldiers, but here In front of several people, they will never be able to stand up, whoever let each other see through each other long ago.

　About the system, can I say that I forgot about it, in fact, it is useless at all, and I don’t want to write it for Mao, huh
　　
　
(End of this chapter)