The little girl, the older Jin Mancang, blushed: she was not afraid of being beaten or scolded, but she was afraid of her aunt speaking in such a slow and soft voice.
Jin Mancang has followed Jin Qing on various battlefields since he was a child. As the dynasty's territory grew larger, Jin Qing's official position became higher and higher, and more and more soldiers were under his command.
These people basically spoke in roars. They were not as gentle as my aunt, and the hairs on her body stood up.
Seeing that Jin Mancang lowered his head and said nothing, Zhao Yuyun didn't say much, but quickly took the hands of the two children, one on the left and the other on the right, and left quickly.
It was as if I was avoiding the plague.
If Qi Wenyu hadn't always been worried about her mother's loneliness and asked Zhao Yuyun to often send her two children to stay with her mother, she would never have met Jin Mancang again.
Thinking of Jin Mancang's vulgar appearance, Zhao Yuyun pursed her lips tighter. She should have sent him away directly if she had known, and see what he has become like now.
But then she laughed self-deprecatingly, since her name was Jin Mancang, even her last name had nothing to do with her, so why should she worry about a stranger.
After watching Zhao Yuyun, mother and son go away, Zhao Buliang picked up the two knives on the ground, walked to Jin Mancang, and asked Jin Mancang, who was standing still, "Do I want to carry you back?"
The crisp sound just now must have been caused by twisting the waist.
Hearing Zhao Buliang's words, Jin Mancang immediately cried and said, "I want..."
She was also worried. Who would have thought that the trees in the capital city were so much brittle than those in the border towns.
She exerted too much strength and temporarily pulled it back, twisting her waist, which was normal.
Zhao Buliang carried Jin Mancang on his back: "Let's take you back to your room first!"
Although Zhao Buliang's face was still expressionless, there was a hint of caution in his movements while carrying the girl on his back.
Just as he was about to walk to Jin Mancang's bedroom, a familiar clicking sound came to his ears.
Jin Mancang almost jumped up with joy: "Mom."
And Zhao Buliang also hurriedly saluted to the source of the sound: "General."
Experience told him that wherever there is a "click" sound, there is a general.
Because his general likes to watch the fun the most.
Zhao Buliang's salute was accompanied by Jin Mancang's jump, causing Jin Mancang to fall headfirst to the ground.
But just when Jin Mancang was about to fall all over his face, Jin Qing grabbed his leg in time and lifted him up.
Jin Mancang, who was in an inverted state, still looked at Jin Qing with a smile: "Mother~" She hadn't seen her mother for two hours!
Seeing Jin Qing gently placing Jin Mancang on the ground, Zhao Buliang said to Jin Qing: "General, the lady's waist is twisted."
Should we invite the military doctor?
Hearing this, Jin Qing looked at Zhao Buliang with bright eyes: "It's okay, I can set bones."
Seeing Jin Qing's eagerness to give it a try, Zhao Buliang reached out and grabbed Jin Qing's wrist: "General, wait a moment, I'll go ask Doctor Wei now."
Jin Qing is now a second-grade general who conquers the north, and Doctor Wei is Jin Qing's accompanying military doctor.
Seeing Zhao Buliang's footsteps running away in a hurry, Jin Qing scratched the back of her head: She felt something was wrong with this boy!
Zhao Buliang is a war orphan who was picked up by Jin Mancang from outside when he was four years old.
Zhao Buliang was just seven years old at that time, and his parents were killed by foreigners. Jin Mancang gave the person a new name and kept him by his side.
Thinking that if you lead a donkey, you can raise two donkeys, so Jin Qing simply raised the two cubs together.
Practice martial arts together, go to the battlefield together, and get beaten together...
Zhao Buliang has a calm mind and a tenacious personality. In terms of skill alone, he is actually not much worse than Jin Mancang, who Jin Qing has nourished with spiritual power since childhood.
It's just that this kid has a paralyzed face all year round and never smiles.
Except for being kind to Jin Qing and Jin Mancang, he is more like a wooden pile to others.
Jin Qing also lamented in his heart that this naughty child was raised by his side. If it were another family, he would have been beaten to death by someone who didn't like him.
Looking at Jin Mancang who was lying on the ground and moaning, and thinking about the loving scene just now, Jin Qing rubbed her teeth quietly, and she seemed to smell the smell of gossip.
707: "..." One is ten years old and the other is seven. Can you be more pure?
Dr. Wei was indeed the best in the military medical camp. He pinched Jin Mancang in just a few strokes.
Looking at Dr. Wei's skillful technique, Jin Qing's eyebrows twisted together: What was wrong with her technique?
After bidding farewell to Dr. Wei, Jin Qing habitually put Jin Mancang on his shoulders.
Zhao Buliang followed Jin Qing with a cold face and held the knife, as if he was intimidated by strangers.
Jin Qing's whole body is fleshy, which makes Jin Mancang very at ease: "Mom, why are we not similar at all?"
Jin Qing kept walking and walked towards Jin Mancang's room: "What's the difference?"
Why did she feel that she and Jin Mancang looked exactly the same, both so delicate and beautiful.
707: "..." Do you want to look good? When people look at themselves, they use filters at most. But you are better off because they also have a slimming function.
Jin Mancang curled his lips: "Everyone in the house said that we are nothing alike. I am so thin and my mother is so fat."
707 quietly puffed up his body: Yo ho, it hurts my heart!
In the past seven years, the servants in the house have changed a lot. Except for a few masters, no one knows Jin Mancang's true identity.
Therefore, everyone is discussing in private which Jin family son Jin Mancang's father is.
If General Zhengbei, who was as strong as a hill, could give birth to such a beautiful girl, then the man must have good looks.
These words reached Jin Mancang's ears sporadically. She was not curious about her father, Jin Mancang. She was just confused about why she didn't look like her mother.
Jin Qing cut it indifferently and said, "Then you can eat more in the future."
It was impossible for her to get better, but Jin Mancang had the potential to get worse.
Jin Mancang curled his lips: "Mom, where were you just now? Didn't you go to court a long time ago?" She had to wait alone for so long.
Jin Qing replied slowly: "Go and take care of those people." To prevent those who don't deserve to die from dying.
Jin Mancang hummed lowly. She knew who Jin Qing was talking about.
In the past few years, Jin Qing has returned to Beijing privately once a year in order to convey spiritual power to several members of the Zhao family and prevent these people from dying.
Since he was worried about leaving Jin Mancang alone in the military camp, Jin Qing would take Jin Mancang with him every time he came back.
As Jin Qing's official position became higher and higher, Zhao Shi's life became more and more lonely, and he even began to regret the behavior of abandoning his wife and daughter.
It was a pity that the Li family could not welcome him back. Since the emperor wanted to use Jin Qing, he naturally turned a blind eye to Zhao Shi.
Therefore, Zhao Shi could only vent his anger on Wanru.
In the previous life, it was like Zhao Shi died at the most glorious age, and everyone was moved by her determination for love.
But now, without the possessions and power to rely on, Wan Ru's love began to pale and fade.
Zhao Shi was a man, a man who yearned for the battlefield and had a violent element in his body.
Back then, he could fall out with his first wife who had been with him for twenty years because of a woman.
Now he can take action against Wanru for his depression.
