003 Pingnan County Gong

Wen Zheng stood outside the door of listening to Mei Xuan for the fourth time, and this time, Tong Qiuyu's face was much better. Although it is still faint, it does not make people feel cold.

When I entered the room, I saw Wen Shu, who was sitting at the table and thinking seriously about a game of chess pieces.

Wen Shu recognized Wen Zheng, and had seen it in the door a few times before. Every time he came over, he was stopped by his mother, because it was the first time he had come into contact with her father.

Tong Qiuyu was afraid that Wen Zheng would turn over the old accounts, and she would murder her baby daughter lightly and heavily, and because she was angry in her heart, she was turned away by him every time Wen Zheng came over. This time he is willing to let him in, which means that his father has no intention of touching her.

Three times is already the limit of this Pingnan County Duke. Every time I go back, my face is more and more blue every time. If Tong Qiuyu bombards people again, Wen Shu can't help but sweat for her mother.

Wen Zheng is fifty years away, his body is still very tough, he is dressed in purple and red brocade, and he is very noble. There is no rich man's rich belly, and the skin is still dense and shiny, and it is well maintained. Although he is a little older, he has a touch of charm that mature men have.

It is no wonder that the four ladies of his family liked him very much, and often resorted to tricks in order to please him. For one's own interests in the county government is certainly one thing, and this is also a very important factor.

Including her family ~ mother, she can't be as chic as she says to him.

Wen Zheng put one hand behind his back and looked this way. What I saw was Wen Shu's gaze but not presumptuous, his eyes were peaceful and quiet, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.

When Fang was outside the door, Qiu'er asked him to come into the house and sit for a while, while she went to the kitchen to serve the almond Bodhi cake she had made. Qiu'er's cooking skills are first-class, and almond Bodhi cake is one of them. Soft and smooth, sweet but not greasy.

It is rare that Qiu'er is willing to soften her posture, and Wen Zheng is also happy. Then he walked into the house and waited patiently. Qiu'er is the lady he carried into the door half a year ago, with a gentle and flexible temperament, and has the courage and strength that other ladies do not have, which makes him very happy.

In the hindrance of the three ladies in front of him, Wen Zheng's appearance on weekdays is not very obvious, and he doesn't want to be talked about behind his back. Besides, his previous experience told him that he was too spoiled~ loving a person, and it was easy for a woman to be proud, and in the end he even climbed on the head of his husband. On the other hand, the three ladies in front of him have been with him for a long time after all, and they are too partial to Qiu'er, which is easy to cause family disharmony.

When he was about to arrive at the house, Wen Zheng paused, and a sense of displeasure rose in his heart.

He remembered that there was another person in this house, the girl from Qiu'er's family who didn't understand the rules.

When I usually go outside the house, I hear the girl screaming and howling in the house, or chasing after someone with her skirt, how can she look like a lady from the palace.

Thinking that he Wen Zheng was invincible on the battlefield, the enemy was terrified when he heard his name, and fled in despair, and when he came home, he couldn't cure this daughter. If this is said, where will he put the face of Pingnan Jungong?

Let's go, the trouble half a month ago, the face of the county government has long been lost to him. If it weren't for Qiu'er's face, he would have kicked this disobedient girl out of the mansion a long time ago, so that the mansion would be quiet.

Today, the room is quiet, presumably the previous illness has not yet recovered, or is still crooked in bed...... Thinking of this, Wen Zheng frowned, looked at the bright sun in the sky, and his face became gloomy.

The last time, you can't just forget it, this girl must be strictly disciplined, otherwise he may not be able to cause much trouble in the future.

As soon as I stepped through the door, I felt the strange atmosphere in the room.

The room is lit with light sandalwood, and the fragrance is lingering, and it smells very pleasant. The floor is neat and the house is quiet, with a peaceful atmosphere. Vaguely, you can still hear the laughter left by the mother and daughter in the room. There is no mess, no lazy girl, no ghost crying wolf, a little girl sits in front of the chess game quite like that, holding a chess piece in her right hand, and has not put it down for a long time.

I felt that there was suddenly a low pressure in the house, and the unfamiliar breath did not belong to my mother. Wen Shu turned his head and looked at the person in front of him, there was a short circuit in his mind for a moment, and he quickly put down the chess pieces gently, walked over in a regular manner, and whispered "Dad".

Selling good clothes is a person's way of survival, especially in front of a temperamental military general like Wen Zheng, being a good baby is the best choice.

Besides, Wen Shu admits that she has always been a good baby.

Wen Zheng's eyebrows picked one out of nowhere, and he still remembered that when this girl used to call his father, she was screaming at the top of her voice. Whenever she sat down, wanted to rest or was talking to other adults, this girl broke in in a hurry. said that her brother and sister bullied her, and they took a fancy to something and wanted to make new clothes. Or she quarrels with someone outside and gets into trouble, and comes to him to sue the man for the collision and asks him to clean up the man for her.

A little girl who is half a year old can really toss, and her ability to cause trouble is as strong as her ability to eat.

Wen Zheng came down from the battlefield, but he was a mighty and unyielding tough guy. Later, I was really afraid of her calling him "Dad" in her voice, I am afraid that in the eyes of this battlefield warrior, it is more shocking than the "magic sound" and the drumbeat of the enemy's counterattack.

This time, it's still a rule, isn't it afraid that he will settle accounts after the fall? I'm still afraid that he will blast her out of the house as he said.

If that's the case, then this girl knows the times.

If she can really restrain her claws and learn the rules, he can look at Qiu'er's face and treat her lightly. Anyway, she is now his Wen Zheng's daughter, and if she really kicked her out, it was Qiu'er's heart and the face of the county mansion that froze to death and starved to death.

Wen Zheng snorted and walked past her to the opposite side of the chess game. He looked backwards, a serious illness, she also changed sex, and even touched such an elegant and brain-consuming thing as chess.

Although Wen Zheng is a military general, he is also quite interested in chess, his chess skills are also exquisite, and his chess style is his own way, and he is also a master among the chess players of the Dayang aristocracy.

I glanced at it casually and gave an evaluation in my heart.

The style of chess is immature, and he is too cautious in his moves, so that he is restrained. But at a young age, I can be so patient, meandering, planning the layout, not impatient, although the layout lacks consideration, it is not bad.

"White is your chess?"

Sensing that the prince of Pingnan was asking her, Wen Shu walked over and replied gently, "Yes." ”

"When did you learn chess?" The voice was tepid, and there was no joy or anger to be seen.

"In this half month, my mother saw that I had nothing to do, so she taught me to learn chess." Although he didn't know why he asked, Wen Shu only regarded it as a parent's inspection of the student's homework and answered honestly. Although she also suspected that this county grandfather, who was quite dissatisfied with her behavior, would come to inspect her work.

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