A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 638 What It Should Be Like

After the last incident, Ming Yanjun did not avoid seeing Yin Rong, and still often had dinner with him, and lay in the same bed with him at night, but she never let him hold her hand again, even if she touched him to a corner of his clothes.

The so-called respect for each other is not the best standard of love and harmony between husband and wife, it is just because she cannot expel his existence in her life, so she has to keep him at a respectful distance.

She can't change him, she can't change herself, and she can't change the status quo.

Ever since Lord Mingyan married into the Prince's Mansion, few people came to the door.Now that Meng Yan came here for the first time, Mr. Ming Yan asked the kitchen in the back to carefully prepare dinner and various pastries, and then asked the mother to watch in the front yard, and when Meng Yan came, he would lead her to the east courtyard.

Mingyan Jun and others are not the answer, so he simply played a set of guns in the courtyard to pass the time.

As soon as Meng Yan brought Chongyi and Yan'er to the Prince's Mansion, the housekeeper hurriedly invited people in, and another servant respectfully asked Chongxiao to drive the carriage to the stable of the Prince's Mansion.

The mother in the front yard came forward to meet Li, and said: "If I had known that the princess was coming, my lady would have prepared slaves and maids to wait. Princess, please go with the servants."

Meng Yan followed the mother to the backyard.

The prince's mansion is also quite particular, when Meng Yan came back, it was the time of Ming Yanjun's wedding.But she has never been to the inner courtyard, but Chongyi has been to the inner courtyard, and she is more familiar with the terrain here.

The east courtyard is the most spacious among all the courtyards in the mansion. Meng Yan followed the guidance of the nanny, looked up, and could vaguely see green bamboos quietly protruding from the courtyard wall.

The breeze blew away, and the bamboo leaves fluttered.

It is a unique and quiet place.

As a result, before entering the courtyard, just near the gate of the courtyard, he heard the whirring sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air.

Ming Yanjun is the daughter of a general, so she should know some kung fu, so Meng Yan asked: "Is the concubine practicing martial arts?"

The mother was very ashamed and said: "I made the concubine laugh. The young lady is usually not good at other things, so she likes to use knives and guns. Fearing that the concubine will be frightened, let the slaves go in and report first, so that the young lady can take those things."

Meng Yan heard the words but said with great interest: "It's okay, I'll go in and have a look."

As she spoke, she lifted the corner of her skirt and stepped into the courtyard.

After entering, I took a rough look and found that the courtyard was indeed very spacious, but I saw a neat figure in the courtyard, holding a long spear, and was swinging a good marksmanship.

The spear was in the hands of a woman like her, but it was swung majesticly, the momentum was mixed with strength, the wind was vigorous, bamboo leaves were scattered in the air, green shadows were fluttering, the scene was very beautiful, and there was an aura of not daring to approach Bitter.

Meng Yan couldn't help applauding her.

Ming Yanjun turned around beautifully, and saw Meng Yan, the spear in his hand could be retracted freely, and he rolled his arms a few times, the tip of the spear was just facing Meng Yan's direction, trembling slightly.

However, when Meng Yan saw the head of the spear clearly, her expression paused for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Meng Yan said, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I wouldn't know how powerful your marksmanship is."

Lord Ming Yan said: "I usually practice to pass the time."

Meng Yan knew that no matter how good kung fu was for a woman from a family like her, she might not have a chance to display it.

Meng Yan didn't have so many formalities, and sat casually on the porch with Ming Yanjun.She looked at Ming Yanjun's spear and said, "Can you show it to me?"

Ming Yanjun handed it to her generously, and said: "It may be a little heavy."

Meng Yan took the hand, raised her lips and said with a smile: "It's really quite important."

She moved the tip of the gun to her eyes, and reached out to touch it, the edges and corners on it were very sharp, the tentacles were cold, and the color was dark and cold.

Meng Yan looked at Lord Ming Yan and said: "This spear is very powerful. The tip of the spear is not the usual silver-bright spear tip. It should be mixed with black iron so it looks black, and it is also sharper than ordinary spear tips."

Meng Yan's mind suddenly appeared, in the blacksmith's shop, that handsome young man with a long coat tied around his waist and bright eyes who forged weapons.

Ming Yanjun looked at her sideways, with a faint light in his eyes, and said: "You understand too?"

For a long time, the topics she talked with those ladies in Beijing were only piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, etc. No one wanted to talk about military affairs with her.What's more, in the prince's mansion now, there is no one around who can say a few words of confidant.

She didn't know how much she wanted a like-minded person who could talk to her confidant.

Meng Yan smiled and said: "I only know a little bit. By chance, I went to a blacksmith's shop, where I met a young man who happened to be forging weapons, and heard him introduce a lot.

"He is not bad. He is serious and persistent when forging weapons. In the whole shop, he is the only one who smashes non-stop. At first I thought he was a guy in the shop."

Ming Yanjun listened, followed the words and said: "Isn't it?"

Meng Yan shook his head and said, "No."

"Why isn't he banging in the blacksmith's shop?"

Meng Yan squinted her eyes and said slowly: "I heard from the master blacksmith in the shop that he specially made that weapon and gave it to someone who is very important to him."

Ming Yanjun was taken aback for a moment.

Meng Yan handed the spear back to her, and said, "I think that the person the young man wants to give will be very happy after receiving his gift if he knows the goods. Because his craftsmanship is very good."

In due course, the servant girl brought hot tea.Meng Yan conveniently returned the spear to Lord Ming Yan.

Lord Mingyan said: "It's windy outside, let's go and sit inside."

Meng Yan followed her into the room, and saw a stack of papers on the table, and got Mr. Mingyan's consent, so she took it over and looked through it.

Meng Yan said, "Did you copy the book of war?"

Ming Yanjun's maid said from the side: "Miss, you don't need to copy, it's all on the back."

Lord Ming Yan said: "Talk too much."

The servant girls all backed out, leaving only Ming Yanjun and Meng Yan leaning against the wall, sitting on the couch.

Meng Yan looked at it for a while, and said, "It's a pity to have you tied up in the backyard of this deep house."

Lord Ming Yan said: "Women have been like this since ancient times."

Meng Yan raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you so unhappy?"

Mr. Mingyan didn't answer.

It's just that Meng Yan could tell that Ming Yanjun's marksmanship, as well as the handwriting at the moment, were not very satisfactory.

Meng Yan said: "I don't know what women should look like since ancient times, but I know what I should look like. What about you?" She tilted her head and looked at her, "Do you know what you should look like. "

Lord Ming Yan was taken aback for a second, and looked back at Meng Yan.

Meng Yan smiled at her lightly, with a gentle and bright smile.Those words and smiles, like a ray of sunshine in an instant, dispelled the fog shrouded in her heart, making her feel suddenly enlightened.

Ming Yanjun also smiled, and said: "If you don't remind me, I will almost forget what I am like."

She leaned her head against the wall, took a deep breath, and recalled: "I remember before I was Ji, I was almost as crazy as a man, and I rode horses with my father to the training ground all day to mess around." Speaking of this, she The expression on his face was full of longing.

She continued: "It's just that later on, my mother said that I should look like a young lady. I have to sit and stand, walk gracefully, smile without showing my teeth, and look dignified and demure. It’s okay to be generous.”

(End of this chapter)