From the ashes: Return of the General

Chapter 845 Liu Chuchu

Such things are actually not uncommon in the capital, and it is not the first time Yun Luo has heard or seen it.Therefore, it's not that she can't understand Zhou Ying's entanglement and persistence, but that she is still too self-willed, too simple, too rough, and too self-righteous.

As the saying goes, bystanders are obsessed with the authorities, and Zhou Ying didn’t listen to Yun Luo’s good words of advice. She felt that she was full and had nothing to do. She said firmly: “Only by having him can I be happy all my life. , without him, I would have no happiness in this life at all. You go, don't say anything, I know what I'm doing, and I can bear the consequences of this matter, you don't need to worry about it. "

When he came, he seemed to have expected that she would say this and would not listen to persuasion, Yun Luo stopped talking, and just as she turned to leave, Zi Chen appeared.

Quietly sealing her big holes all over her body, Zi Chen said "I've offended you" and carried her on his shoulders and took her away.

In the room, Yan Jingchen was sleeping very sweetly, and he didn't know what dream he had. There was still a smile on his mouth, and he was not disturbed at all.

Nothing happened all night until dawn, the next morning the soldiers from the Princess Mansion went to the Martial Arts Field to practice on time, and Mei Xin also got up early to start practicing without any hesitation.

But all martial arts practitioners practice in winter and summer and in summer, they will practice sooner or later, Zongzheng Mingzhen is no exception, even though he is so sleepy that he doesn't want to get up at all, he still follows Mei Xin to the martial arts arena.

Since the soldiers in the Princess Mansion are all Liangzhou soldiers and horses, and there are some veterans who have retired, the drills in the martial arts field are loud and loud, just like in the Liangzhou military camp.

Considering that Zongzheng Mingzhen was injured, Mei Xin casually took a long knife and said, "Didn't you always want to see the sword skills handed down by the Mei family ancestors, so I'll show you today."

There are a total of nineteen moves in the Mei family's sword technique. They are very simple and not fancy at all, but they are all murderous moves.

Zongzheng Mingzhen wanted to learn it a long time ago, but he never had the chance. Seeing that she was willing to show him a trick today, he immediately cheered up 12 points and said, "Okay, I have been waiting for a long time."

Before the words were finished, the knife wind blew up, Mei Xin turned around and the fallen leaves and dust on the ground rose up with the knife, moving with the knife.

Even though he already knew that the Mei family's swordsmanship was famous all over the world, and he had fought against the crown prince, Zongzheng Mingzhen was still taken aback when he saw the sword in Mei Xin's hand.

Undoubtedly, Mei Xin's saber technique is proficient and her internal strength is strong, but it is completely different from the prince's opening and closing, and the long knife in her hand is like suddenly coming to life. Invincible.

"A young man has become famous, and General Mei really deserves his reputation. He is a heroine who deserves his name." Yan Jingchen, who had a good night's sleep while talking, came over, looked at Mei Xin pleasingly, and said while fanning: "Why? So, are you proud?"

It's a pity that a friend's wife is not allowed to play, otherwise he would definitely dig into the wall, and in two or three years, he might have already got it.

It would be a lie to say that you are not proud, Zongzheng Mingzhen and You Rongyan said: "If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?"

He hummed twice and sat down on the chair next to him, Yan Jingchen poured himself a drink and said, "That's good, it's not in vain that I ran all the way to the muddy water, and almost didn't get killed .”

That is to say, he has high martial arts skills, otherwise he would have been out of the game with three strikes, so how could we have waited for him to come.However, he also suffered a little injury during the competition, and he was almost too tired to hold on in the last match.

I am very grateful but I have never had the opportunity to say it out loud. He happened to be here today, and Zongzheng Mingzhen stood up and saluted him solemnly, "Thank you very much!"

Unsatisfied with raising eyebrows, Yan Jingchen glanced up at him and said, "It's over?"

"Otherwise?" Pretending not to know, Zongzheng Mingzhen withdrew his hand and sat down on the chair again.

As soon as the folding fan closed, Yan Jingchen looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Is the wedding date set on that day?"

"The eighth day of next month." Zongzheng Mingzhen remembered the day of his wedding very clearly, almost blurting it out.

Pretending to be ignorant, raising his eyebrows lightly, Yan Jingchen murmured meaningfully on purpose: "The eighth day of next month is a good day, but I don't know if Miss Chuchu will arrive or not. I heard that as long as she is with you, she will be a slave or a servant girl." willing."

Liu Chuchu, the daughter of a merchant he accidentally rescued half a year ago, is gentle and considerate and has read poetry and books. She is a well-known lady in the south.

With a calm expression on his face, Zongzheng Mingzhen said as if he had never heard of this name before, as if he had heard of this person, he said lightly: "It happens that she wants to store food and expand the horse farm. She can help .”

Although the Liu family is a merchant, it is quite powerful in the local area. In addition, the Liu family wants to change the family and let the children of the family become officials, so he will give them a chance.

Yan Jingchen thought that he would be afraid of being heard by Mei Xin, knowing, how could he think that he would count the family property, speechless and depressed, he snorted coldly: "That's a good idea, even the cooked ducks fly away and I'll take it out for you Yinzi, where in the world is there such a good thing."

A businessman is shrewd, good at calculating, and never trades at a loss. He is completely different from Mei Xin. It can be said that they are completely different.

Turning to look at him, Zongzheng Mingzhen asked casually, "Who do you say is a cooked duck?"

Yan Jingchen wanted to say it was him, but seeing his warning eyes, he opened his mouth and said, "It's me, it's the duck I cooked that flew away. I'll settle the bill with you, I'm coming to the capital to run away You have to pay me for the death of several thousand-mile horses, and I have worked so hard to plan carefully, and..."

"And you took my 10 taels of silver, when will you pay it back?" Yan Jingchen's mouth was blocked smoothly with a light word, and he rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, you're ruthless!"

With the roar of the blade and cheers, Zongzheng Mingzhen looked back at Mei Xin and said, "It's not that I'm ruthless, it's that you don't have any seriousness. You know everything between me and Xin'er. I don't want to cause any more trouble after a family reunion. So, don’t say such misleading words in the future, and I don’t want to hear them either.”

Brother has said ugly things before him for many years, even though he knows that he has no malicious intentions, he still has to express his attitude.

Feeling apologetic for the momentary gaffe, Yan Jingchen said: "Yes, I understand, but as far as I know, she will be entering Beijing soon."

The imperial decree of bestowing marriage spread throughout the whole country, and Liu Chuchu was not surprised to know it, but she didn't expect her to come so soon.

Having met her only a few times, Zongzheng Mingzhen was open and frank, not afraid of her coming, he got up and said: "Idle is idle, she will leave it to you."

Reaching out for tea, she walked towards Mei Xin, took the knife in her hand and said softly, "The knife technique is exquisite and wonderful, as expected of my wife."

Wearing thousands of clothes, flattering and not wearing clothes, and boasting of himself by the way.

(End of this chapter)