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Madam Fu spoke with Miss Su with a smile on her face, and her expression became more and more amiable.

The Su family was a Shilin family, and they were very noble, and the second girl Su was even more gentle, talented and beautiful, and knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is a highly acclaimed talented woman in the capital. Mrs. Fu knew her son too well. Brother He'er didn't like martial arts since he was a child, and his temper was out of step. He should find a gentle and generous future to be able to hold him down.

The more Madam Fu thought about it, the more satisfied she became, and she looked at Yong Yang subconsciously.

Seeing that her mother-in-law was sipping tea lightly, she didn't seem to care about Miss Su Er. Mrs. Fu's heart couldn't help but "squeak", she thought, could it be that my mother-in-law wants Brother He to marry a girl from a general's family? It's just the temper of Brother He, and another girl from a military general's family. These two are dancing with knives and guns all day long. It doesn't seem very good...

Madam Fu was extremely embarrassed, and planned to have a good talk with her mother-in-law after all the congratulators left today.

It's just that...

Mrs. Fu pressed the jade bracelet in her sleeve that had been prepared for a long time, but it was inconvenient to give a greeting.

Mrs. Su also noticed that something was wrong, but she didn't show it on her face. After a few words with Mrs. Fu, she took her daughter to the long table beside.

Although it was Shunjun Wang's intention to let the second daughter marry into the princess' mansion, it was also a pleasure for Mr. Su and his wife.

Although the third son of Fu is not the eldest son and will not be able to inherit the palace of the eldest princess of Yongyang in the future, he is the most outstanding child of the Fu family. of! More importantly, he did not rely on Meng En, but his own outstanding military exploits. It is conceivable that Fu San Gongzi's future will never stop there. Moreover, Third Young Master Fu is clean, and there is not even a concubine by his side, and even the king of Man does not know how many people are staring at him.

Madam Su patted her daughter's hand lightly, signaling her not to worry.

Everyone knows that the eldest Princess Yongyang loves her grandson, who has been separated for many years and finally found, and Wen Yu has always been on good terms with her son. Wen Yu said that it should not be a problem for her daughter to marry into Fu's house.

There was a glimmer of complacency in Mrs. Su's eyes.

Although the Palace of the First Princess Yongyang didn't want to celebrate Fu Yunhe, as more and more guests came to congratulate him, they finally set up a few small banquets for the guests.

It was not until the afternoon, as the guests dispersed one by one, that the house gradually calmed down.

Mrs. Fu looked at the gift list handed in by people. It is estimated that all kinds of gifts could fill two warehouses. Some gifts were even more valuable, so Mrs. Fu did not dare to arbitrarily cut them off, so she hurried to Wufutang and presented the gift list to Yong Yang.

Yong Yang glanced casually and said, "Let's open a private library for Brother He."

Mrs. Fu's eyes lit up. According to the rules, the children of the Fu family cannot own private property until the family is separated. Even Fu Yunhe's salary had to be integrated into the public, while Fu Yunhe held the monthly records from the mansion. It's just that Yong Yang and Mrs. Fu are always subsidized, so Fu Yunhe's life is still quite comfortable. Today, Yong Yang's words undoubtedly allow Fu Yunhe to buy private property.

"Give to Brother He'er, including those that the emperor rewarded." Yong Yang said lightly, "The princess' residence is not short of anything. These are what Brother He'er earned with his life, and should be given to him as well."

Madam Fu said sincerely, "Yes, mother." She paused, and then hesitantly said, "Mother, how do you feel about this girl Su today?"

"inappropriate."

"Mother, in two years, Brother He will be crowned..."

"Since I haven't reached the crown, what's the rush of this marriage?" Yong Yang interrupted him and said, "Wanrong, Brother He has spent all these years fighting outside the country, do you know what he's thinking? Do you know What kind of woman does he like? He is no longer the son of an aristocratic family who was raised under the Fu family's wings... What Brother He needs is a wife who has the same heart as him. He is a military general. If he wants to go further in his career in the future , must not be distracted in the inner house."

Fu Yunhe is not the eldest son. Unless he is happy to be a son of a noble family who relies on his family to enjoy honor, the hardships he needs to pay are definitely far more than others.

Mrs. Fu is a mother, and she naturally hopes that her son and his wife will be in harmony. This girl is also her choice.

"Mother, the Su family's style is quite good, and the girls from the Su family are all virtuous and virtuous... Brother Yu is worse than the son of the family, why don't you let him check?"

Yong Yang said bluntly, "We'll talk about the marriage when Brother He comes back."

Madam Fu moved her lips and wanted to say more, but finally held back.

Yong Yang smiled and said, "Aren't you still afraid that Brother He will not find a good wife?"

Madam Fu was stunned for a while, and then she laughed. Yes, her brother He'er has a bright future. When Dasheng returns, the girls in the capital will only rush to her, so is she worried that she won't be able to pick a good daughter-in-law? My mother-in-law is right, Brother He will not be back for at least a year and a half, so he is not in a hurry.

Madam Fu said with a smile, "Daughter-in-law listen to mother!"

"His Royal Highness." At this time, a maid replied from outside, "Biao Gongzi is here."

"Let him come in." Eldest Princess Yongyang said calmly, and then said, "Wanrong, go and organize the gifts and rewards. When Brother He is not here, just prepare an account book for him first."

Mrs. Fu guessed that Yong Yang might have something to say to Wen Yu alone, and backed off with a smile.

Wen Yu, who was wearing a blue robe, walked into the Dongci Room. He was tall and handsome, with a noble and elegant look in his gestures. In the past, he made Yong Yang feel joy in his heart as soon as he saw it, but now...

"Greetings to grandma."

Wen Yu saluted, and as soon as he raised his head, he found that Yong Yang's eyes were a little cold, which made Wen Yu feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Yong Yang stared at him, and after a long time said, "Wen Yu, how is your relationship with Prince Shun?" Prince Shun is Han Lingguan, the second prince.

Wen Yu calmed down, pretending to be puzzled and asked: "Why does my grandmother ask this question, my grandson and Shunjun Wang just know each other."

"Acquaintance?" Yong Yang said with a half-smiling smile: "On the third day of October, you and Shunjun Wang met at Taihe Building. On October 14, you sent a secret letter to Shunjun Wangfu. On October 10 Sixth, the princess of Shunjun invited the third princess to Qingtai Teahouse, and the two of you are here for a private meeting. On October 27, you and the king of Shunjun "ran into" at the horse farm in the western suburbs..." She deliberately paused and said, "Also. Shall I go on? It's only October, and September..."

Wen Yu's face turned pale all of a sudden. It was almost late autumn in the Royal Capital in November, but cold sweat was still oozing out from his forehead.

Yong Yang is checking himself? !

This is not just checking yourself, but even setting up spies by your side? !

Where did he reveal his flaws, and how much did Yong Yang know...

Wen Yu's heart was pounding, and he moved his lips to make a distinction, but he couldn't speak.

"From September to now, you have met with Prince Shun, openly or secretly, eleven times in total. Do you think you are not familiar with him?" The last sentence asked sharply, as if a sharp arrow pierced Wen Yu instantly. heart defense.

Wen Yu subconsciously took two steps back, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

He knew early on that Yong Yang was a famous general who had spent most of his life fighting on the battlefield, but since he entered the Princess Mansion after "recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestry", Yong Yang was always just the most amiable grandmother in front of him. Holding him in the palm of your hand, giving him the best of everything, the cost of food and clothing is even slightly higher than that of her grandchildren, and she has never shown a spirited side in front of him, let alone said a single word of seriousness. If so, he almost forgot that she used to be a military general.

Yong Yang stood up from the main seat and slowly, step by step, pressed towards him.

At this moment, she was no longer an old man who held her grandson in her heart, but a heroic and decisive general with countless lives in his hands! Wen Yu felt terrified... yes, terrified!

He relied on Yong Yang's love, Yong Yang's tolerance, and Yong Yang's guilt... He never took deceiving her to heart, and he believed that no matter what he did, Yong Yang would keep him.

But now...

Wen Yu shuddered, subconsciously trying to avoid Yong Yang's gaze, and laboriously opened his lips: "Grandmother, I, I actually have similar preferences to Shunjun King, we are chatting together, and we can talk very well. Come, but Duke Shun is the prince, I'm afraid you don't want me to befriend him, so I keep it secret.... If my grandmother thinks it's inappropriate, I won't see Duke Shun again in the future..."

Wen Yu's eyes were wet, he sobbed softly, his expression weak, as if a child was telling his elders that he accidentally broke a bowl. The elders couldn't help but want to forgive him, then hugged him in his arms and coaxed softly.

However, what sounded in his ears was only a sneer, which seemed to be laughing at his stupidity and self-control.

There was no movement in Yong Yang's eyes, and he said in a cold voice, "Wen Yu, since you came to my house, I ask myself that I have never treated you badly. Now, I just want you to give me a word, my grandson, The real owner of that jade pendant... where is the other person?!"

Does she really need to know? !

Wen Yu's whole body was shocked. At this moment, he didn't dare to have any illusions in his heart...

He closed his eyes, and suddenly laughed, with an inexplicable meaning in his laughter, "Grandmother, I am your grandson. Don't you believe me, grandmother?"

Yong Yang stared at him deeply, with a tired voice in his voice, "...Then you should think about it carefully before answering."

As she said that, she tapped her palm lightly, and immediately two men in navy blue clothes quietly appeared in the Dongji room.

Wen Yu was shocked, this is the inner courtyard, and the presence of these two people here is enough to prove that they are not servants, but secret guards, or even dead soldiers. The palace of the eldest princess Yongyang has always been low-key, and he and Shunjun Wang thought that Yongyang was also afraid that the emperor would be afraid of the fact that he had been in military power. Unexpectedly, behind the low-key, the Princess Mansion still has such a heritage!

Wen Yu's lips moved slightly, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly suffered a pain in the back of his neck and collapsed softly to the ground.

"Take it."

Yong Yang waved his hand and asked Wen Yu to be taken to the dungeon of the Princess Mansion.

She endured Wen Yu for half a year, firstly to find out who was behind it all; secondly, she wanted to find out the whereabouts of her real grandson. As Guan Yubai said, since they were able to get the jade pendant, they must have had an encounter with her grandson... But for half a year, she has found nothing.

Yong Yang didn't want to endure it any longer, she didn't want to let a liar enjoy the honor and wealth that should belong to her grandson.

Since he can't find it, let him say it himself!

And Han Lingguan...

A young man passed by Wen Yu who was taken out, walked up to Yong Yang, bowed and saluted, "Greetings to my grandmother."

If Wen Yu was still here, he would be shocked, because his voice and appearance were 7 or 8 points similar to Wen Yu!

Yong Yang watched for a while, then nodded slightly, and said, "Since you have an appointment with Duke Shun today, let's go."

"Yes, grandmother."

After the boy saluted, he backed out.

From today onwards, he is Wen Yu... that Wen Yu who colluded with Shunjun King!

Since Han Lingguan dared to attack her, don't blame her for doing her own thing!

A sharp edge flashed across Yong Yang's eyes.

A storm is quietly brewing in the capital.

And Yanding City, thousands of miles away, has an unusual solemnity today.

In the main hall of the garrison mansion, a group of generals in armor strode into the hall with awe-inspiring momentum, and in the blink of an eye the huge main hall was crowded. President Qian... and almost all the other generals in Yanding City have arrived.

Of course, Xiao Yi was sitting on the top chair, but everyone's eyes couldn't help but quietly fell on another person in the hall - a young man sitting on the bottom chair, the young man wearing a white coat Robe, as gentle as a scholar, with a light and elegant smile on the corner of his mouth.

When the generals crossed the threshold, their eyes couldn't help but stay on this young man for a moment. Of course, they knew that this was the official Yubai of the Marquis of Anyi.

However, Lord Shizi sent an order to convene the generals and said that there was an important matter. Why is this Marquis of Anyi here?

Thinking of this Marquis of Anyi, the expressions of the generals were a little complicated.

To talk about the former Dayu army, what else can be compared with their southern Xinjiang army, I am afraid it is only the official army, but in the past, the southern army guarded the southern Xinjiang, and their official army was far away in the western Xinjiang , the two sides can also be regarded as well water without committing river water.

Ordinary people in southern Xinjiang may not have heard of the name Guan Yubai, but these generals here know everything this name represents, and they know what happened to the official family later. Framed by those insidious villains, the whole family is beheaded...

Thinking about it up to now, it still makes all the generals sigh and feel quite sad.

But this time, since Guan Yubai came on behalf of the emperor, it was the target that their Southern Border Army needed to be vigilant against. Today's official language is all alone, with no family, no relatives, no friends... The only person he can rely on is the emperor.

The current official language white is no longer the official language white of the former official family army, but the emperor's "seal" of the Marquis of Anyi. To put it bluntly, it is just the emperor's puppet and eyeliner!

Thinking of it this way, could it be that the reason why Shi Ziye called them here has something to do with the emperor?

Thinking of this possibility, the officers and men froze in their hearts, exchanged glances secretly, stopped in the hall, and saluted Xiao Yi with fists in unison:

"I've seen Grandpa Shizi."

These generals are full of vigor, and their voices are loud and powerful, like thunder, as if to lift the roof.

"No ceremony." Xiao Yi raised his hand casually and said with a smile, "Everyone sit down."

After the officers and soldiers sat down in order of grades, the maids in the garrison quickly served tea to all the adults, and then withdrew. Fu Yunhe was not in the mood to drink tea at all, so he was the first to ask: "Brother, you What do you need us for today?"

Fu Yunhe's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself: Could it be that Big Brother is finally going to officially start a war with those Nanliang people? !

Fu Yunhe was almost ready to gear up. Although he had led the Thousand Divine Arms Camp to fight twice before, but every time he thought about the sins committed by the Nanliang people in the southern border, he felt uneasy!

Xiao Yi smiled lightly at Fu Yunhe, as if to say, don't worry.

Then, his face turned straight, and the smile on the corner of his mouth subsided. With this subtle change in his expression, the atmosphere in the entire hall condensed and suddenly became solemn.

The generals here have been with Xiao Yi for a while, and some people have followed him since the previous battle between Southern Border and Baiyue. They know that although this prince is very easy-going on weekdays, when it comes to serious business , that is also one-of-a-kind, fierce and decisive.

Xiao Yi looked around at the generals in the hall and said loudly, "Five days later, this prince will personally lead an army of 20,000 people to go to war..."

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall became more solemn. After months of calm, the battle is coming!

Xiao Yi continued: "As for the three cities of Yanding City, Huiling City and Yongjia City, this prince will entrust the full authority to the temporary agent of Marquis Anyi!"

There was silence in the hall, and the generals couldn't believe their ears. The prince was fighting in the front, but he wanted to hand over everything in the rear to Guan Yubai, the Marquis of Anyi. !

Wouldn't that make An Yihou hang a bright guillotine high above the prince's head? !

All the people present here are generals, and they know best in their hearts that when the two countries are at war, the battle in the front must be smooth, and the support from the rear is also extremely important. Delaying the military plane, and finally dying on the battlefield... Such tragic and tragic deeds are simply too numerous to list, how could the prince make such a decision!

After a moment of silence, there was an uproar in the main hall.

On the other hand, Xiao Yi was calm, picked up the tea cup beside him, slowly removed the tea foam with the tea lid, and took a sip of the hot tea.

Fu Yunhe remained calm. Since he followed Xiao Yi, he always followed Xiao Yi's lead and would not easily question Xiao Yi's decision.

In fact, since Guan Yubai arrived in southern Xinjiang, Fu Yunhe also vaguely felt that Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai seemed to have a special affinity. He heard Xiao Yi call Guan Yubai "little white" after him more than once...cough cough , To be honest, Fu Yunhe couldn't compare the title of "Xiao Bai" with a character like Guan Yubai...

But apart from Xiao Yi's skill in taking a nickname, Fu Yunhe knows best in his heart that Xiao Yi seems to be playful and casual, but not everyone can be his little brother, and not everyone can be laughed at by him. Those who call out "Xiao Hezi" or "Xiao Fanzi" will be so close and easy-going only to those who recognize and affirm him...

Therefore, Xiao Yi affirmed that the official language is white.

Fu Yunhe raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking about it, it seemed reasonable.

That is Guan Yubai, the scenery is beautiful, even after the collapse of the official family, even if Guan Yubai is no longer the high-spirited official and young general he used to be, but Fu Yunhe still believes that people like Guan Yubai, whose essence is Not so easy to change.

Not to mention other things, on the battlefield where the two countries are at war, Guan Yubai is absolutely impossible to be bought by the enemy, let alone do anything to delay the fighter jets. This is his bottom line as a general who protects his family and defends his country!

If it is said that the clever official language Bai can become the help of the Southern Border Army, then...

Thinking of this, Fu Yunhe's eyes lit up, and his eyes shone brightly.

With the addition of Guan Yubai, the Southern Border Army is even more powerful, and maybe it can end the war early and beat those Nanliang people to pieces!

Just thinking about it, Fu Yunhe felt very excited and his blood boiled, as if he had seen that scene.

Fu Yunhe has a bright nature and has some understanding of Guanyubai. After he figured it out, he was completely relieved. However, apart from some rumors that seemed to be true or false, Fu Yunhe knew nothing about Guanyubai, so the more he thought about it. The more horrified.

Never let An Yihou succeed! This is the voice of most generals at the moment.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!