The Young Lady of the General’s House

Shen Jin was almost crying. Chu Xiuming looked at Shen Jin, who was about to shrink into the quilt. He reached out and touched her head, and said, "Since I heard that I was so scary, why did you still marry me?"

"I can't help but marry..." Shen Jin sniffed, took a careful look at Chu Xiuming, and found that he was not angry, and then took a few more glances to confirm it, and then secretly moved his head, small neck and small neck. With his shoulders exposed, he courageously asked, "When were you at the door?"

Chu Xiuming sat sideways on the edge of the bed, that is, this little idiot would tell the truth at this time, as she said, marrying him is sheer helplessness, you have to marry, but although it is the truth, it sounds really uncomfortable. , Reached out and knocked Shen Jin's forehead before saying, "Walking from the champion."

This is not the beginning! Shen Jin widened his eyes and looked at Chu Xiuming condemningly. How could he eavesdrop on people talking for so long? He clearly looked like a gentleman, how could he make the villain act!

Although Shen Jin didn't say it, his face clearly showed his thoughts. Chu Xiuming couldn't help but stretched out his fingers, poked her forehead, and forced her back on the bed, causing her eyebrows to have an extra point between the center of her eyebrows. The red fingerprints didn't hurt but felt a little strange. Shen Jin looked at Chu Xiuming dumbly.

"Close your eyes." Chu Xiuming said.

Shen Jin closed his eyes subconsciously, and Chu Xiuming's voice was very nice, "When you wake up, then talk to Anping and the others about how I went into the bandit's den and killed 786 people at night."

Shen Jin’s cheeks were stained with flushing, she was holding the quilt with both hands, and she closed her eyes and shrank into the quilt. It’s shameful to say that people were rumored to be heard by the person behind her...

"By the way, even if a person keeps wielding a knife, it is impossible to chop off 786 heads overnight, not to mention that people will be tired, even the blade will be curled." Chu Xiuming stood by the bed and finally did not I am embarrassed again for Shen Jin, he is afraid to say a while, Shen Jin either suffocated himself in the quilt or was ashamed to death, "And the bandit den of 786 people, I would not dare to break into it alone. "After that, Chu Xiuming gently squeezed Shen Jin's face and carefully pulled up the bed curtain before leaving.

Shen Jin heard the sound of the door closing, and then moved out of the bed a little bit, blinked and stretched out his hand to touch the area between his eyebrows, and touched his own burnt ears. The general's voice was so good...but why did he keep mentioning What about the number seven hundred and eighty-six? Could it be that you are dissatisfied with yourself and only said seven hundred and eighty-six?

He got up and pulled the cushion out and threw it aside. Then he got into the quilt again. He yawned and thought in a daze, the general will come to express his satisfaction with her today, so what exactly is he satisfied with? I thought about what happened today, so the general thought that her arrangement for the messenger was correct?

Shen Jin feels like she understands a little bit. If she is satisfied, then she won't be the seven hundred and eighty-seventh...

This time, Shen Jin woke up naturally when she slept. After hearing the movement, Mother Zhao, who was guarding outside, told Anping to go to the small kitchen to bring warm goat milk, add almonds to it to get rid of the smell, and the days of the border town eased. The food in the General's Mansion has also come, and Shen Jin has recovered the days when he can order food every day.

After drinking a small bowl of goat's milk, Shen Jin got out of bed, because the sun had already begun to go down, and the Enchanted Occidental took another cloak and wrapped Shen Jin, and then walked leisurely to the front yard.

The two messengers hadn't finished writing, and didn't know whether it was the negligence of the subordinates or other reasons. No one had prepared chairs for them. From standing in the morning to now, the two of them were a little bit unable to hold it.

Seeing that Shen Jin’s face was ugly, even with a humiliating expression, Shen Jin first took a look at the four dishes and one soup, which were chilled aside. These four dishes were all meat dishes, and the only one that was considered a vegetarian dish was fried pork with cabbage, but He didn't mean to be passive at all, frowned and said, "Have you written your memorial?"

"Even if you humiliate the county official like this, the county chief will not succumb." An emissary said. Although the other did not speak, he agreed with him on the face.

Shen Jin frowned and said, "Don't call me the princess, you can call me Mrs. Uncle after we get married."

"Mrs. Bo, don't worry about him." The messenger said in a deep voice, "When we return to Beijing, we must report to the Sage according to the facts."

Shen Jin looked at the two emotionally agitated two in a puzzled way. After thinking about it, he didn't feel that he had been humiliated by them. They all had four dishes, one soup and rice. Some time ago, the three of them had two dishes and one horse meat. A pickle.

The civilians who came from the capital really couldn't endure hardship. Shen Jin sighed in his heart and said, "Are you not satisfied with the four dishes and one soup in the border town?"

"Forget it, since you don't want to eat it, just withdraw it." Before they could say anything, Shen Jin said, "By the way, haven't the two memorials been written yet?"

"You..." The messenger was almost mad, and Shen Jin looked at them like a child who was incomprehensible and picky, "Is this food eaten by humans? It's sour..."

The following words were silently swallowed under the gaze of all the generals' subordinates. The generals' subordinates are different from those from the capital. Both men and women have been on the battlefield, and they have really seen blood.

Shen Jin's face sank and said, "Presumptuous! From the mansion to the husband and down to the guards, this is what they eat."

Is this what Yongningbo eats? The two messengers glanced at each other, obviously not believing, Shen Jin was really angry, glanced at the cold vegetable soup next to him, turned to look at Madam Zhao and asked, "I'm not asking my husband's subordinate to write a confession. Did the two adults copy it?"

Grandma Zhao said calmly, "The old slave gave it to the two adults personally, and it was placed in the upper left corner of the desk, underneath the letter written by his wife to King Rui and the others."

Shen Jin looked at the two messengers with ashen faces, thought for a moment and said, "I understand."

What do you understand? Not only were the two messengers confused, but even Mother Zhao and the others couldn't understand what Shen Jin was talking about.

"No wonder you are unwilling to write. I heard from my mother and concubine that literati have so-called vigor, and you don't want to copy other people's articles." Shen Jin understood his mistakes at this time, but said with an excellent attitude. "I didn't think well, but you shouldn't waste food."

The two messengers were almost gushing out old blood. The point was not that they were unwilling to copy, but that they were unwilling to write. After they wrote, they would wait to be cleaned up by the emperor, but looked at Shen Jin with a sincere expression... It's so frustrating, they have tasted the feeling of blocking those generals in the court hall that they can't speak. If they are not angry and can go back alive, they will definitely be better to those generals in the future.

"Forget it, Anping asked them to send them back to the inn..." Shen Jin remembered that these people from Beijing moved to the inn because they disliked the inn and the conditions were not good. She heard Mother Zhao talk about it, but it really didn't. Remember the name, so I am vague.

The two envoys thought that Shen Jin was really repentant, and his eyes lit up suddenly, "Mrs. Bo, as the saying goes, knowing what is wrong can make a lot of improvement."

"Yes." Shen Jin nodded approvingly, "Since you also feel that it is not right to waste food, then Anping asked someone to tidy up the four dishes and one soup, and send them to the two adults together. The two adults don't want it. wasted."

After listening to Anping, he quickly started to clean up with the little maid. He also thoughtfully selected a few big guys with **** backs to **** the two envoys who had been brought by the envoys. Although the number of soldiers was not more than the soldiers from Beijing, it was a border town Among the soldiers who have experienced countless battles, one can at least solve the five of the capital. Besides, this is a border town where all the people are soldiers, and the hawker becomes a soldier in an instant with a wave of his hand.

Shen Jin went on to say, "Trouble a few, you will wait more at the inn later, and when the two adults have finished writing the memorial, they will even send the letter I wrote to my home to the inn."

"Madam, don't worry, these little things are left to us." The head of the guard said with a serious face.

Shen Jin sighed, "I just didn't think well enough, which caused the two messengers to be wronged. You should only help me make amends." After saying that, he looked at Anping, "Give a few ounces of silver to the guards, and you too. There is no need to stand stupidly waiting for the two adults. Some literati will have to brew for a long time before they can write. These few ounces of silver are only for me to invite you to have a drink."

Anping responded crisply, "Madam, don't worry."

Shen Jin thought for a while, and felt that he had thought very well, and said without any other questions, "Let's do it."

In the study, Chu Xiuming and Chu Xiuyuan, who had heard the report from the subordinates, were a little bit dumbfounded. They were afraid that Shen Jin's thoughtful arrangement would make the two messengers hate him. Chu Xiuyuan said, "Brother, Your sister-in-law didn’t do this before you came back..." What? He couldn't find a word to describe it.

Chu Xiuming lowered his eyes slightly and wrote the last word. Then he stopped writing and put it aside. If it weren't for the cocoon on his hand, it was not like the hand of a military commander at all, but more like the hand of a noble son who was spoiled at home. That's because she doesn't speak."

Chu Xiuyuan thought about it for a moment, and it really is like this. During the time before Chu Xiuming came back, Shen Jin had counted five fingers of what he had said to him, and his impression of this sister-in-law was only truly vivid now. Up, before? He remembered the group that quietly shrank beside the maid, "but my sister-in-law has lost a lot of weight."

Lost a lot? Chu Xiuming thought of the smooth and smooth hand feeling at noon, if it were fatter, it would be softer. Later, she would ask Madam Zhao how to raise the little wife's fat... to raise healthier.

Chu Xiuyuan looked at his brother with a pensive look, and thought for a while, he didn't say any difficult questions just now, "Brother, what do you think?"

My little lady seems to be a little afraid of the cold. There are a few white fox furs in the mansion, which don’t seem to be enough for a dress. When this winter comes this year, I will go to play some furs or exchange trades with others. She is fluffy and white. The little lady who is wrapped in the fur...

Chu Xiuming's eyes flashed, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Let the kitchen bake a rabbit to eat at night and apply some honey."

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