Chapter 8 Re-entry into the Green Building

I want her!

Nangong Rehe ran wildly with the little Hou Ye, the little Hou Ye's face was filled with a peculiar color, when the horse arrived at the Hou Mansion, he pulled the reins, and the whole person fell into an extreme excitement: "Nangong, the person I am waiting for in this life is none other than her." ā€

"Little Hou Ye, this move must not be. Nangong Rehe's face showed a rare solemn expression: "I've heard what you said, if you let the Hou Ye and Mrs. know, you have to be beaten." ā€

As soon as the words fell, an angry roar sounded behind them, and the two of them almost fell off their horses.

"Meng Baiyan-" When the name and surname came out of his mouth, it was the expression that the person's anger had reached the extreme.

The little marquis helplessly jumped off the horse, lowered his head and said, "Yes, Dad." ā€

"Son of a, don't count throwing Miss Fang into the lotus pond, you still run out to play until this time, you are willing to kill you Lao Tzu and me. ā€

"Yan'er doesn't dare!" replied in a proper manner.

"Don't you dare, if you make a fuss for a few more days, I have to wait for your mother on Huangquan Road first, and go back with me." ā€

Entering the inner hall, he saw his mother Bai Geyue waiting, and the little marquis immediately stepped forward.

"Going out crazy again?" Bai Geyue doted on her son's hand: "Your father is right, you are older, it's time to find you a daughter-in-law to come back and settle your heart." ā€

"I don't want to. ā€

"Marriage matters, you can't make your own decisions. Meng Changlong blew his beard angrily and glared, wishing to slap this son to death.

"Loving mother and many defeated children, look at what they are used to, this year is eighteen, your father and I were born and died in the military camp at the age of eighteen to follow the emperor to fight the world, look at you, I don't know what it is, I don't know what it is!"

"Let me enter the barracks, it's better than having nothing to do all day long!" Dad knows that you are wronged, you have been talented since you were a child, and you are diligent and studious, your understanding is higher than ordinary people, and I also know that you are stubborn, the deeper my control, the stronger your rebellion, but my father and mother have a last resort, if possible, we will not let you fight in this life, fight on the battlefield, you can be your little marquis of Chengle with peace of mind, and live this life plainly. ā€

Just live this life plainly!

The little marquis stood in the backyard with his hands in his hands, his heart was full of helplessness, as the son of a military general, he could only wander the streets and alleys all day long, teaching the martial arts field to bend bows and shoot horses, and fighting on the battlefield of the battlefield, but he had no chance with himself. If you are bound and live a life of inaction, it is better to gallop on the battlefield and resist the enemy. Lonely raised his head, a bright moon hung high, bright and elegant, just like those unwavering eyes, the cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows was so dazzling, it made people feel pain.

"Little Hou Ye!" A person behind him bowed his hand, and Xiao Hou Ye turned his head and said, "Mr. Nangong." ā€

"Why doesn't the little marquis rest so late. ā€

"Sir, Bai Yan doesn't understand, my father is a mighty marquis, and he has more than a million soldiers under him, but he lets his son be a person who has nothing to do all day long, why!"

Nangong Mo sighed in his heart, Mrs. still heard the promise back then, and would never let this child have a career as a horse, but he couldn't suppress it. When the left minister has been in power for more than ten years, the world of the Great Jin Dynasty has become a virtual reality, the emperor has become a puppet, and the slightly bloody people in the court have either been deposed or transferred to the border fortress, Wu Fanzhong has used the power in his hands to devour the entire Great Jin Dynasty a little bit of emptiness, and now the only one who can compete with it, except for General Zhao Kuo in the north, is the mighty Marquis of Chengle. This kid is eighteen years old, it is the age of blood and strength, whenever he stands beside him and listens to his plan to deploy troops with Hou Ye, the light in his eyes is so bright that it is piercing, he listens quietly, and then proposes to build yƬ, it is actually quite insightful, even Hou Ye sighed privately: "It's a pity for this son." ā€

The sky is changing and the stars are moving, and this situation is about to change, this is the will of heaven, and it is beyond human control. Nangong Mo smiled slightly, and said: "Little Hou Ye, there are some things, not what people say they can do, today's situation is turbulent, and it changes in an instant, this Da Jin has been turbulent, for many years, Xiao Er Rehe has followed Xiao Hou Ye's side, although he is stubborn, but his talent is acceptable, the old man never dares to forget his careful teaching, if one day, Xiao Hou Ye can avoid the journey of the little Hou Ye, this son will definitely be able to assist the little Hou Ye, such as Nangong Mo Yu Hou Ye!"

The situation is turbulent! The little marquis fell into contemplation because of Nangong Mo's words, today, only his father and the general Zhao Kuo can contain Wu Fanzhong, General Zhao has been defending the enemy outside the White Mountain all the year round, and defending the Jiuyuan City that is eyeing the foreign enemy Heboduo, in addition to Heboduo, there are still Zheng and Han and Jin are adjacent to each other, although these two countries have no signs of aggression over the years, but they are also recuperating and recuperating, and the war is just a small signal.

"Now most of the court is Wu Fanzhong's minions, the former Tai Lieutenant Li Tingrang was dissatisfied with Wu Fanzhong's outstretched out his jurisdiction, and fought on the basis of reason in the main hall, but ended up with a blood-spattered Jinluan Palace, now everyone is in danger, just seeking self-protection, in my opinion, the next step in Wu Fanzhong is to disintegrate the power of General Zhao Kuo and Hou Ye. ā€

Nangong Mo's words, the little marquis already had a consensus in his heart, although Wu Fanzhong couldn't do anything to his father, but in his hands, there was the current emperor, and the emperor's order could not be violated!

"According to Mr. Wang, what kind of changes will take place in the situation in this world?"

"Little Hou Ye, the heavenly machine, how can it be guessed by manpower, don't ask, don't ask. Nangong Mo snorted and bowed away.

Nangong Rehe didn't expect that the little marquis really went to Leng Xianglou again the next day, or the bearded dress, Nangong Rehe helplessly followed behind him with a hemp face, and when the two entered the building, the hall was already full of high seats, and when they saw the two of them coming in, everyone came over and arched their hands: "Yesterday, this uncle saw the face of the girl Ji, I was really itchy, the girl played so well, even the little maid around her was so beautiful that it made people drool, uncle, this girl Ji, she must be as beautiful as a fairy." ā€

Nangong Rehe was also curiously waiting for the little marquis's answer, he knew that the little marquis was arrogant, and there were many beautiful people among the ladies who came to propose, but they were not as shocking as the glance he brought after standing in the white veil last night, what kind of woman would make the little marquis so fond of it, strange, strange.

The little marquis just smiled ruffianly, and said in his ear: "Actually, I stayed behind the veil, just to be stupid, there is such an ugly woman in the world, it is really impressive, alas!" The little marquis in the noise just smiled slightly, found a good place to sit down, and beckoned to the bustard, and threw a silver ticket away, seeing the numbers on it, the bustard's eyes were green.

"Uncle, if you like any girl, I'll call you immediately. ā€

"Miss Ji. ā€

"This-" The old bustard looked at the silver ticket in embarrassment, swallowed the mouthful of saliva, and returned the silver ticket to the little marquis: "Miss Ji, she only sells art, it was because she promised her that she came to our Leng Xianglou, and we can't break the rules for money." ā€

is also honest, the little marquis threw the silver ticket over again: "It's just that I will ask my mother to let me go to the backyard to talk to Miss Ji for a while, no other." ā€

"Well, in this case, I can only guarantee that the uncle will be downstairs in the backyard in a while, and as for whether the girl sees you or not, it depends on your own creation. ā€

It's over, Nangong Rehe sighed in his heart, it seems that the little Hou Ye is really moving, if the Hou Ye knows...... Nangong Rehe put his head on the table and died!