Yuan Xiang lowered his voice: "These are the discarded letters written by the Governor..."
Dai Cong asked seriously: "Is this a report to the imperial court?"
Yuan Xiang shook his head: "There is no need for the governor to write the newspaper for the imperial court himself. The chief secretary of the palace has already prepared it and sent it out."
"Then..." Dai Cong's expression became more solemn: "What is it that makes the governor so difficult?"
Yuan Xiang moved closer to Dai Cong and whispered: "Our chief governor is replying to the girl he likes..."
The girl that the Governor likes? !
The Governor actually has a girl he likes? !
This unexpected answer surprised Dai Cong, but he soon realized that it was reasonable.
Looking at the piles of scrapped letter paper, it's easy to understand... After all, he was young.
No one can refuse such gossip, especially the owner of this gossip is Mr. Shangfeng, who has never been close to women. Dai Cong glanced at the direction of the study, and was no longer in a hurry to apologize, but pulled Yuan Xiang away again. some.
Yuan Xiang reluctantly followed Dai Changshi to the end of the corridor.
"Could it be...that Mrs. Chang in the rumors?" Dai Cong asked in a low voice.
"Have you heard about Dai Changshi in Bingzhou?"
Dai Cong was surprised: "Are those rumors true?"
"Isn't it..." At the mention of this, Yuan Xiang sighed with emotion and felt a little sad: "I think our chief governor is already twenty-two years old, so he finally turned on the screen..."
Dai Cong: ...what to open?
"I mean it's enlightening..." Yuan Xiang continued sadly: "Dai Changshi was not in the capital because he didn't see the worthless look of our chief governor when he proposed to marry Mrs. Chang in public."
It really looks like a big cabbage that is given away for free and no one wants it.
Dai Cong looked at the discarded letter in his arms and sighed: "Although I haven't seen it, it's not hard to imagine now..."
"However, Mrs. Chang does have many extraordinary qualities. It is understandable that the governor has such symptoms." Although Yuan Xiang was sad, he also gave an objective evaluation.
Dai Changshi couldn't help but ask: "Then Madam Chang...does she really dislike seeing the Governor so much?"
Ordinarily it shouldn't be, his face is here, and when the Governor doesn't grow a beard, he often looks a little confused when he looks at that face.
Seeing Dai Changshi's confusion, Yuan Xiang sighed and said, "It's useless to rely on your face. Mrs. Chang is the most beautiful woman in the capital. When I look in the mirror every day, I can't even appreciate my own face."
Dai Congming knew that although he could not personally understand the world of good-looking people, he thought it was due to aesthetic fatigue.
"But we can't talk about it until we meet." Yuan Xiang recalled the cruel scene at the hibiscus flower banquet that day: "Ms. Chang said that she only regards the governor as a family member and a close friend."
Reminiscing about the first time the Governor lost his way at the word "family", he took out the bronze talisman and gave it to him on the spot.
"Don't be afraid. Since it's still welcome, there is a chance." Dai Cong asked: "Apart from the act of asking for marriage, what did the governor do? Has there ever been a hero who fell in love with someone else? An act to save beauty?"
Yuan Xiang: "I'm not sure I will fall in love with someone, but there have been many times when heroes have saved beauties."
Dai Cong looked expectant.
Yuan Xiang was very frustrated: "But every time, I can't help much. Mrs. Chang's Wen Neng became famous in the capital for her paintings, and Zhi Ke arranged to convict the saint's nephew. She was good at bow and arrow, let alone riding and shooting. Just I can even control the war horses of His Royal Highness the Former Prince."
After Dai Cong observed a moment of silence, he suddenly looked in the direction of the study and showed a sudden smile.
In this way, he will understand...
He had also pondered before about what kind of girls the Governor liked, but now he finally understood...it turned out that what the Governor liked deep down was the kind of girl who was very capable and had no use for him!
Yuan Xiang looked at Dai Changshi who was laughing.
Meeting Yuan Xiang's resentful eyes, Dai Changshi asked with a smile: "How will the Governor handle these useless letters?"
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"The Governor ordered me to take it and burn it." Yuan Xiang hurriedly hugged him tighter and said cautiously, "Chang Shi, don't be curious. The Governor said not to peek."
"Of course you and I can't stand it." Dai Changshi smiled and said, "But I have a suggestion..."
Yuan Xiang subconsciously leaned closer to listen.
As for Cui Jing in the study, she still couldn't write a satisfactory reply that day.
He attributed this to being too tired and mentally weak recently. To prevent him from saying the wrong thing in the letter, he took a rest all night, took a bath and changed clothes, and then wrote the letter again.
When he wrote the letter, he asked Yuan Xiang something else. Although Yuan Xiang was confused, he still did it.
An hour later, Yuan Xiang returned and said, "Captain, I have cleaned it according to your instructions."
"Yes." After writing two more letters, Cui Jing finally put the last letter into the envelope and said, "Go get the scissors and needle and thread. I want to use them."
Yuanxiang: "...?"
That night, Cui Jing sat under the lamp all night.
…
The news that the Bingzhou Rebellion had been put down spread back to the capital, and people in both the government and the public felt at ease.
Yangzhou and Runzhou both fell into the hands of the Xu rebels, and the war in the south was already a headache. If the states were lost again, Dasheng would really be in chaos.
Emperor Shengce sent people to Bingzhou and escorted Xiao Chuan to Beijing for trial. In her opinion, it was difficult to tell whether the confessions were true or false, and Xiao Chuan needed to be rigorously interrogated again.
The imperial envoy who was ordered to escort Xiao Chuan also brought an imperial edict praising Cui Jing.
Rewards were also delivered to the Cui family in Anyifang, the capital.
The person who came to deliver the reward this time was Yu Zeng. He was the head of the Sigongtai. He would not come in person to convey such orders easily. This trip showed how much Emperor Shengce valued Cui Jing and Bingzhou.
Everyone sees it in their eyes and discerns it in their hearts.
In the eyes of most Cui clan members, especially Cui Ai, this is a reflection of the four words "empress' minions" being nailed to Cui Jing.
Cui Ai, who had been feeling restless recently, simply locked himself in his study and did not come out.
However, Mrs. Lu received the reward happily, left Yu Zeng to have tea, and had people give red envelopes to the servants.
Cui Ai was lucky enough to be here. If he had seen her doing this, he would have been so angry that black smoke would rise from his head.
After sending Yu Zeng and his party away, Cui Lang took the list of rewards and sighed: "If I were to have a son like this, I would definitely kowtow a hundred times in front of the Buddha every day..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Lu glared at her son and lowered her voice: "Why would you bring up such unlucky things on such a happy day?"
Cui Lang sighed: "I just feel that my father is old, and there are seniors and juniors, so why can't he be so stubborn?"
"It's because there are old people at the top and young people at the bottom..." Mrs. Lu said with emotion: "Other people have old people at the top and young people at the bottom, and they need to be fed. But your father is different from others. The old one is capable, and the young one is also capable. You are too ambitious, why do you need him to support you for even one day?"
Cui Lang nodded: "Yes, there are elders and younger ones here, and my father has always been the one who was raised... He didn't suffer at all, and he didn't exert any strength at all."
In this way, my father can be said to have redefined the concept of seniority and juniority. This is a very rare phenomenon in the entire history of human breeding.
To be able to have such a rare blessing in the world, my father must have been doing good deeds since the beginning of the Pangu world in his previous life, so he got this opportunity to be reincarnated as Cui Wei, right?
Thinking like this, Cui Lang was almost jealous.
Cui Tang said from the side: "Father is alone in the study at the moment. Can you go over and ask?"
"No matter what he does, your father likes peace and quiet, so just let him be in peace." Mrs. Lu took the reward list and called the steward over.
"Hurry up and send all those gold and silver items to Xuance Mansion and put them into Dalang's private treasury, lest these things stay in the mansion and stain Master Lang's eyes again..."
The steward smiled stiffly and nodded. Madam is now also proficient in the art of yin and yang.
Mrs. Lu selected some more Cui Jing or those that could be used, and had them all sent to Xuance Mansion.
Over the years, she has arranged all the rewards given to Cui Jing by the court in this way.
In her opinion, these are the rewards that Dalang paid for with his life, and the credit for winning a battle belongs to the commander, but the families of the dead and injured soldiers also need to be comforted, and in addition to the pension sent by the court, Dalang From time to time, they also provide assistance, which costs a lot of money.
Da Lang has never withdrawn money from the clan, but instead earned a lot of rewards from the clan. Da Lang never breaks down these. As the mistress of the family, in addition to thinking about the clan, she also has to plan for Da Lang. Some.
After all, Dalang hasn’t married yet!
My wife must let him keep enough.
After arranging the destination of the reward, Mrs. Lu happily took her two children to the study and wrote a letter to Cui Jing.
This is what Lu has always wanted to do. In the past, she had no reason to write to Dalang, but it is different now. Dalang has called her mother in public!
As a mother, it must be very reasonable for a mother to write a letter to her son who has just experienced a dangerous plot and made great achievements, right?
Lu asked Cui Lang to write the book while she dictated it.
The same goes for Cui Tang.
Cui Lang, who was happy at first, gradually fell into pain and complained: "...How can anyone write a letter like this!"
This took up six pieces of letter paper!
His hand was about to break, and his mother and sister hadn't even finished speaking!
Do they know the difference between writing a letter and writing a storybook?
"Where are you going?" Cui Tang frowned and looked at his second brother.
We are both brothers, so why is the gap so big?
Some brothers are out doing meritorious service and fighting to save the overall situation, while some brothers are screaming when writing a letter.
It really corresponded to the conversation between her and her mother last night——
She and her mother lamented that every time she thought of her eldest brother, she felt that the threshold for being a human being was too high, and that she was too mediocre as a human being.
Her mother comforted her - it doesn't matter, isn't there still your second brother? He will lower the threshold of being a human being to the lowest level. With him here, why are you panicking?
Listening to his second brother's complaints, Cui Tang took the pen away in disgust and wrote it himself.
The three ladies of the Lu family wrote letters here until dark, and no one paid any attention to Cui Er.
Cui Hao, who had not eaten for a whole day but couldn't wait for anyone to come to relieve him, felt even more depressed. Usually at times like this, his wife would always come to persuade him, or at least bring him a bowl of tonic soup... Now it's actually... Don't you take him seriously at all?
After further questioning, I found out that Mrs. Lu was busy writing a letter to her eldest son.
Cui Ai: "?!"
According to their wishes, they all turned towards the traitor!
That night, no one knew or cared about Cui Ai's mood, but Cui Lang slept soundly after learning that his elder brother was safe.
After he swaggered into the Imperial College early the next morning, he was surrounded by classmates asking about his eldest brother's deeds in Bingzhou, which made him very famous.
After class, Cui Lang followed Qiao Yubai back, still chattering.
During these days, relying on his master-disciple relationship with Chang Suining, his thick skin, and his fearless spirit of "I'm afraid I don't know how to sacrifice wine, students love to eat fish most", Cui Lang was able to come here every day after class. Qiao Jijiu comes here to have a meal.
Coming to the front yard, Cui Langqia saw Qiao Yumian.
The girl wore an autumn-colored cloak, her hair was neatly combed into a bun, and she wore a pair of clean and simple green jade hairpins. She covered her eyes with a piece of thin moon-white silk and tied it behind her head.
"Miss Qiao!" Cui Lang walked over quickly with a smile, looked at the thing tied around her eyes, and asked why.
"It's what Dr. Sun told me." Qiao Yumian said, "In the past two days, I occasionally felt a strong light flashing in front of my eyes, so Dr. Sun asked me to blindfold myself."
"Strong light?" Cui Lang was surprised: "Miss Qiao, can you see the light?"
Qiao Yumian smiled: "I can't see anything yet, but Doctor Sun said... it should be a sign of improvement."
She didn't hold out hope at first, but the occasional flash of bright light was something she had never seen before. Maybe the doctor Ning Ning found for her really had extraordinary abilities.
"That's great!" Cui Lang was overjoyed, "Maybe it won't be long before Miss Qiao can see the light again!"
Qiao Yubai looked over - why did he feel that Cui Liulang was no less excited than his elder brother?
Qiao Yumian did not answer, only showing a hint of expectant smile.
To be honest, she had always been curious about what Cui Liulang, who was standing in front of her at this moment, looked like.
She had an idea of a model lake in her mind, but she didn't know if it was realistic.
She very much hoped that one day she could see it with her own eyes.
Cui Lang and others walked forward while talking, but when they came to the dining hall, they heard that Xi Zhiyuan was coming.
To Cui Lang and Qiao Yubai's surprise, Xi Zhiyuan came to say goodbye.
Cui Lang: "Are you going back to Dongluo?"
"Yes, we are leaving in the next two days." Xi Zhiyuan explained, "There is something urgent at home."
"Then after you're done, can you come back?"
"I probably won't be able to come back in a short time." Xi Zhiyuan looked at his classmate and friend with a smile, as if promising: "But I think we will definitely meet again in the future."
He should have set out ten days ago when he received the "letter from home" from Dongluo.
He originally wanted to wait for the girl to come back and say goodbye to her in person before leaving, but as of today there is still no news of her return to Beijing, and his affairs can no longer be delayed.
Cui Lang was very reluctant to give up: "You have to leave too. Master doesn't know when he will come back... Our Wuer Club may not have enough manpower to play polo in the future."
Qiao Yubai also sighed softly in his heart.
He has now roughly sensed that Ning Ning will not come back from this trip in a short time.
Those days of playing polo together by the river may be hard to come back.
Many years later, when Qiao Yubai looks back, he will realize more clearly that this period of time is like a clear river of division. On one side of the river is the time of wanton and relaxed youth, while on the other side is the time when the teenagers will go their separate ways. Heading towards a completely different life.
But as Xi Zhiyuan said at this time - we will definitely meet again in the future.
…
Li Lu had left Beijing half a month ago and returned to Yizhou to visit his sick mother and prepare for his wedding to Prime Minister Ma Wan.
Shortly after Li Lu left, the day came for Mingluo to set out for the wedding. The wedding team left the capital all the way. Mingluo, who was sitting in the car, opened the curtain and reluctantly looked at the majestic gate of the capital.
…
On the same day that the news of the pacification of the Bingzhou Rebellion reached Xuanzhou, Chang Suining received a letter from Bingzhou Kuaima.
But it's more than just letters.
She opened the heavy small box that had been delivered with her own hands.
