Does this mean that as long as it's a woman, you're going to let the family get on the horse?! It's a refinement!

Wei Feng glared back at the big black horse hatefully, Hong Manqing didn't say much, looked at Wei Feng's worried eyes, bit his lip and glanced at him, then stepped on his feet, grabbed the reins with both hands, and rode away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Feng chased him out, and immediately followed the two attendants at the door, looking at Hong Manqing's back helplessly, shaking his head and sighing, why is it that even the horse is unreliable these years.

He just turned around and looked at the empty courtyard, and suddenly became stupid, how could he go to Linden City to deliver a letter?

With a sigh, Wei Feng turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate and walked towards the city gate on foot.

"Uncle Yang...... Find me a horse......"

"Major General, where is your horse?"

"Don't mention it, heavy color and light friends."

"Huh? If memory serves, the horses in the city are all sie-screened stallions. ”

"It's not a horse, it's a tiger. The woman surnamed Hong is a tiger ......"

"What?"

"What nonsense, hurry up and lead the horse."

Because of the delay in finding the horse, it was not until the evening that Wei Feng was sweating and handed over the letter from Duanzhou with an unhappy face.

"What does the palace say?"

In front of him, after a black-faced man with a bear's waist and a tiger's back opened the letter, he sighed twice, raised his hand to pick up the wine bowl on the table, and drank it in two gulps, it was Wei Ruoshan, Uncle Wei Guo is also.

Wei Feng watched his father openly drink in the barracks, and couldn't help coughing dryly, wanting to remind him to pay attention to military discipline and discipline.

Uncle Wei wiped his beard with wine, glanced at his son, and then put the wine bowl on the table.

Wei Feng looked at his father, and a warm current in his heart was used, and sure enough, although his father looked very unhappy, he still knew how to set some examples in front of his son.

Uncle Wei Guo looked at Wei Feng's relieved face, laughed roughly, bent down and took out a wine urn from under the table, handed it forward arrogantly, and said to his son: "Look at your greed, drink." ”

Where did you tell that he was gluttonous? Temples? Wei Feng had a bitter face, and he really didn't want to take it.

"To drink or not to drink?" Wei Ruoshan was stunned, and handed it forward, "Nine steamed immortals, good wine." ”

Wei Feng reluctantly took the wine urn, shook it under his nose casually, smelled the mouth-watering aroma of wine, couldn't help but light up, glanced at his father embarrassedly, and was not polite, raised and drank, wiped his mouth, and praised the good wine.

Uncle Wei Guo looked at his son with great satisfaction, nodded, and reminded: "You should be seventeen this year." ”

Wei Feng nodded, and sighed that time flies so fast.

"Really fast? Haven't you had enough? Wei Ruoshui snorted, raised his hand and drank again, and scolded with a black face: "Hurry up this year, marry the little girl surnamed Hong into the door, Lao Tzu wants to hold his grandson." ”

Wei Feng's expression changed, and he quickly explained: "Dad, Manqing is here to have something, not to chase your son and me." Look at what you say, don't think too much. ”

"Thinking too much? Lao Tzu saw you talking about love, and everyone said that there was a happy event at the end of the year, and you watched it yourself. ”

Uncle Wei said leisurely, not caring about his son's ugly face at all.

"How can you just talk nonsense regardless of my wishes? Aren't you afraid that your only baby son will be beaten to death by Hong Manqing's little tiger in anger? Wei Feng was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and suddenly glad that Hong Manqing returned to the capital first, otherwise he might not know if he would be skinned when he went back.

"Annoyed and ashamed, you have to say what you want, you will be annoyed, ashamed, you stinky boy, you really don't understand the girl's mind."

The corners of Uncle Wei's mouth hooked up an ambiguous smile, and he was kind and seductive, but he disliked his son very much, he held the wine urn and said: "Anyway, I don't care, my father is only responsible for holding his grandson at the end of the year." ”

"How can you hold your grandson so fast at the end of the year! It's always necessary to have a baby in October! Are you cursing me into being a cuckold? ”

"You bearded boy! It's going to hit your dad, right? Uncle Wei Guo was furious, picked up the wine bowl in his arms and was about to smash Wei Feng's head.

Wei Feng was also angry, he craned his neck and looked at the father above, his face was dark, and his father stared at each other, the big black face was the little black face, and the faces of the two of them stared at each other were three points darker than usual.

After a while, Uncle Wei finally softened, waved his hand and sat down on the seat again, picked up the wine jar indifferently and took another big sip, and said vaguely:

"Okay, okay, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, you can be happy. Ouch, my hundred jars of old wine, but it's a pity that yo ......"

"A hundred altars? Did you bet with Manqing's dad again? If you gamble on your son's life, won't you have a troubled conscience? ”

Uncle Wei Guo hugged the wine jar and looked at his son innocently with big sparkling eyes.

Wei Feng opened his mouth to swallow the complaint again, impatiently took away the wine urn in his arms, picked up the letter on the table and began to read it, after reading it, his face began to look bad.

Uncle Wei Guo frowned, let out a long wine burp, wiped his big black and red face, and said very slowly: "The Queen Mother asked King Jing to return to the palace and asked us to assist, if King Jing does not obey ......"

"How can force be used?" Wei Feng was shocked and annoyed, raised his head and didn't believe that this letter was actually written from the Wei Palace, he looked at his father, and said hesitantly, "This is the emperor's will?" ”

"How can you?" Uncle Wei patted his big wine belly and said with a smile: "That kid is so soft, I'm sure my sister meant." ”

"Queen Mother." Wei Feng kindly reminded that if the partition wall has ears, the problem of this title can be counted as big, and it can also involve the problem of royal face, and he also nodded thoughtfully according to his father's words: "I also think that my younger brother will not change too much." ”

"Your Majesty."

Wei Ruoshan snorted twice dissatisfiedly and emphasized, but his eyelids drooped, and he yawned and said, "I don't care, whatever she is or whoever, anyway, I'll just sit in Yecheng." ”

Wei Feng looked at his father, a little weak, turned around and knocked on the table, and said softly, "Then I'll go back?" ”

Wei Ruoshan snorted, seemed to be a little sleepy, and snored directly on the chair wrapped in his robe, Wei Feng looked at his father's bear waist and tiger back paralyzed on the chair, and estimated that he couldn't move him, so he went directly to the side and hugged a warm quilt and covered him well.

Uncle Wei Guo seemed to have already fallen asleep, snoring comfortably, snoring under the quilt, rubbing like a big bear.

After Wei Feng put away the things on the table for him, he walked out, and suddenly heard a deep voice behind him: "The stall owner you asked me to find back then who carved that pattern has been found." is in Lücheng, you ask Lao Yang to find someone to take you. ”

Wei Feng's footsteps stopped, but he didn't turn around.

"It seems that other people are looking for him as well. Be careful, the world is different. ”

Uncle Wei closed his eyes and whispered, as soon as the words fell, he snored again, as if he had never woken up.

Wei Feng hooked his lips and smiled, standing quietly, but his eyes were vigilant.

Also looking for it? That is, the person who was related to the year is going to appear?

He narrowed his eyes and walked out without looking back. (To be continued.) )