The queen is alluring

Chapter 11

"Master Xiang wants to send me to practice martial arts?" Sun Hengchu was stunned, his handsome face was full of astonishment.

Yun Qing nodded, wrapped her arms around Sun Hengchu's neck coquettishly, pouted her small mouth, and murmured: "Wan'er also wants Brother Chu to practice martial arts. After Brother Chu has practiced martial arts well, no one will dare Bullying Wan'er"

"Wan'er wants elder brother Chu to practice martial arts?" Sun Hengchu's heart twitched, and he felt a tearing pain spreading in his chest.Is she going to separate from him?

Yun Qing held back her small mouth, held Sun Hengchu's face in her small hands, nodded again, and said, "Brother Chu, you go to practice martial arts for three years, and Wan'er will enter the palace after three years. After entering the palace, Wan'er We need Brother Chu's protection, as long as Brother Chu is here, no one will dare to bully Wan'er."

Entering the palace... Sun Hengchu only felt that his heart had been stabbed fiercely again, dripping with blood.That's right, his wrist may enter the palace in three years. The first emperor passed away, and he took care of the filial piety for six years, and three years passed so quickly, and his wrist gradually grew. Big, turned into such a lovely baby.

Three years, three more years.Sun Hengchu closed his eyes, fighting fiercely in his heart, but when he opened his eyes again, he was extremely determined. He looked up at Yun Qing's childish Fenxue face, stood up, leaned his head to press a kiss on her forehead, and said firmly: : "Wan'er is not afraid, brother Chu is going to practice martial arts, and when Wan'er enters the palace, brother Chu will stay by your side and won't let anyone bully you"

Yun Qing raised her small mouth, revealed a sweet smile, and said innocently: "That's great, with Brother Chu, Wan'er won't be bullied..."

Sun Hengchu took Wan'er into his arms, and tightly hugged his chest. Once Wan'er entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea. At that time, could he really protect her?

In the early morning of the second day, in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Sun Hengchu, dressed in a brocade military uniform, with a jade-faced handsome face and a look of reluctance, kowtowed to Leng Zhong and the old housekeeper who were standing in front of the door to see him off, and said: "The villain is grateful to the Prime Minister." Carrying love, I will go up the mountain to learn martial arts today, and I will definitely work hard and live up to the master's cultivation heart."As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily.

Leng Zhong squinted at Sun Hengchu coldly, his Leng Rui eyes were full of gloom, he snorted coldly, and said: "You don't have to thank me, if Wan'er hadn't interceded for you this morning, I would have locked you in the firewood room for ten and a half months , to let you remember for a long time, since you are Wan'er's book boy, you actually encouraged me to mess with Wan'er, if it wasn't for the kindness of the Shou Prince this time, do you think you are still alive?"

Sun Hengchu was stunned for a moment, his sword eyebrows were slightly lowered, but he kowtowed again without changing his face, and said: "The villain understands, the kindness of King Shou and the master, the villain will remember it in his heart, and he will never forget it."

The old butler looked at the thin face of his grandson, and swallowed tears of distress. His children were all poor, and now there is only one grandson under his knees, but he angered the master because he offended King Shou. Said that there was no heavy punishment, but now he went to the mountains to practice martial arts, after going there for three years, he became lonely again after all.

"My child, take care of yourself outside." The old butler was choked with words, but in the end he didn't dare to say more because of Leng Zhong's presence, so he could only reluctantly say this, then turned his head away and stopped looking at Sun Hengchu.

Sun Hengchu nodded, but remained silent.

"Go." Leng Zhong waved his sleeves, signaling that it's time for him to get on the road.

When Sun Heng got up, he raised his head and glanced at the deep inner hall of the house. In the end, he turned around full of disappointment, turned his thin body, jumped on the horseback briskly, and rode away.

At the end of the corridor in the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yun Qing's small body was lying on the vermilion lacquer railing.Just now, when Sun Hengchu looked back before leaving, she saw it, but she could only sigh silently.

This can be regarded as a way to get the best of both worlds. In fact, when Leng Zhong was furious at first, he wanted to drive both his grandfather and grandson out of the prime minister's residence.Blinking her big round eyes, Yun Qing held a piece of emerald green willow leaf and blew gently on her lips, but there was only an unpleasant intermittent sound. She smiled, discarded the willow leaf childishly, turned and ran back to the garden Playing with those maids...

Time flies like a snap of the fingers, three years in the blink of an eye——

In Jinling City, the gongs and drums were blaring, the neighborhood was lively, and the red carpet was spread all the way to hundreds of miles away, the momentum was huge and mighty.Hundreds of imperial guards in the imperial palace held the imperial edict and posted the emperor's list, saying: Welcome Marshal Leng who guards the border, and the third rank general Wei Lie in the court will return to the cold war.

Three years ago, the Khitans in the south and the Xiongnu in the north repeatedly invaded the frontier, killing people and occupying cities.The young emperor was furious, and personally issued an order to move troops. He handpicked Leng Zhantian as the Marshal of the Zhenguo and named General Weilie.

There are hundreds of copper studs nailed to the Xiangfu.The gate of the big round nail was opened, and the stone lions on both sides of the three blue stone steps in front of the gate were covered with red, and the high-hanging plaque was tied with flowers. Leng Zhong, who was dressed in a black court dress and brocade robe, led his family members, servant girls and others in front of the gate early on. Wait and see.

The old housekeeper held three or five bright red firecrackers, [-] meters long, watching and waiting.

The sound of gongs and drums is approaching, and the people on both sides of the neighborhood have already blocked the streets. When the mighty soldiers, horses, chariots and sedan chairs are slowly approaching, countless Huaichun girls screaming wildly, vying to see this The heroic figure of General Zhenguo Weilie who has returned to his hometown.

Cold Zhantian has been familiar with military books since he was a child. He practiced martial arts at the age of three. At the age of 15, he followed the old general of the court to go into battle. One hundred thousand heavy soldiers, and their military achievements are even more famous, and they will remain in the history of thousands of people.

As the winding queue approached, Steward Leng immediately ordered to light firecrackers. Immediately, there was a loud crackling sound and red chips flying all over the sky, which was deafening, making the already noisy market even more lively.

Yun Qing has never met her elder brothers before, because Leng Zhong has always been strict with her sons, perhaps because she was angry with them for not fighting. It can be said that it is just a decoration, with mediocre character and limited intelligence; the second son Leng Ziyu, who lives in the Ministry of Industry, thought he could have some achievements, but because of his natural laziness and outspokenness, he is also an impossible talent; only the third son, although His nature is not as gentle and wise as Leng Zhong, and he is aggressive in scheming, but he can also be called majestic and famous all over the world.

"The general is back, the general is back..." In front, the young servant who was going to greet him ran and shouted. This shout made everyone excited, and they came forward one after another, and the people in the neighborhood also cheered and cheered up.

In the cold war, riding a sweaty and bloody horse, there are hundreds of imperial guards clearing the way in front, and four lieutenants follow on both sides. Behind them, they enter the palace to report the border war. There are more than 500 people, and the scene is magnificent and incomparable.

(End of this chapter)