Song Linger said "tomorrow" and left, tomorrow after tomorrow, and lived in the capital for half a month.

Wang Yuan's ribs no longer hurt, but they are definitely not completely healed, and it is not suitable to do any strenuous exercise. He could only lie down obediently every night, his eyes full of tears of humiliation, and let the brutal female general ravage in every way.

Far away in Henan, the beacon smoke is everywhere.

Huang Ke, the right attendant of the household department, was about to set off for the governor of Henan to pay for his salary, and set off with 50,000 taels of Taicang silver.

In this regard, Yang Tinghe took charge of the war in Henan, and the commander of military affairs Peng Ze, the commander of the army Huang Ke, and the commander of the cavalry Qiu Yue were all Yang Tinghe's henchmen!

Li Dongyang, the first assistant of the cabinet, asked for his resignation again, but the emperor did not allow it.

Huang Ke was about to set off, and Song Ling'er suddenly came to meet him. Facing this female brocade guard, Huang Ke couldn't cry or laugh a little, and hugged his fists and said: "I don't know what is the important matter of Song Qianhu's visit?" ”

Song Ling'er said seriously: "I heard that Huang Shilang is about to lead his troops out of Beijing, I will come to walk with you, and it will be more convenient on the road." ”

"Well, it doesn't hurt." Huang Ke said.

The officials have already blown up, and there are even more impeachments of Song Ling'er than the previous impeachment of Wang Yuan. One is that she is a daughter, and the other is that she is the daughter of Tusi, in any respect, she is not suitable to be a Jinyi guard, let alone directly grant a thousand households to Jinyi Wei.

The more impeachment was played, the happier Zhu Houzhao laughed, and even wanted to call those officials to see them in person.

Song Ling'er said: "I still have important things to do, I want to see Mrs. Nie and Sister Huang." ”

"Please." Huang Ke thought they were going to talk something intimate between women.

Song Ling'er was taken to the inner house by the servant, Mrs. Nie was a little surprised, and Huang E kept smiling.

Song Ling'er was dressed in a military uniform and said straight to the point: "Sister Huang, I smile so much that you like Wang Yuan, right?" ”

Huang E flatly denied: "No." ”

Mrs. Nie said unhappily: "Miss Song, don't talk nonsense, this is about the Little Girl's Festival." ”

Song Ling'er changed her heartless appearance, and said with a straight face: "I'm not blind? It wasn't clear at first, but then I understood that every time you see Wang Yuan, your eyes seem to be glowing. I also like Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan also likes me, and he once asked His Majesty to give him a marriage. ”

Mrs. Nie was even more unhappy: "Miss Song, is this here to demonstrate?" ”

Huang E said weakly: "Since she is a sister lover, the little sister will no longer have any thoughts." ”

"That's not what I want to say," Song Ling'er said with a smile, "My Majesty's offer of marriage has already declined." Wang Yuan came out of the mountains of Guizhou, it is not easy for him to be admitted to the top prize, and marrying me, the daughter of Tusi, will be affected. Sister Huang, rest assured, I will never marry him in my life. I don't know many friends in the capital, and even fewer women, so you have the best character. Wang Yuan marries another woman, I feel uncomfortable, if he can marry you, I am happy to accept it. ”

Huang E was surprised and delighted, and looked at Song Ling'er in a daze, not knowing how to respond.

Song Ling'er said to Mrs. Nie again: "Mrs. Nie, Wang Yuan is a person who values love and righteousness, you marry your daughter and promise not to let her be wronged." ”

It was impossible for Mrs. Nie to agree on the spot, because it was the same as picking up people's leftovers. She was noncommittal: "I have my own opinions. ”

Song Linger handed Huang E a letter: "Sister Huang, you have to take the initiative and ask the matchmaker to go and say goodbye." Wang Yuan was definitely unwilling, and when the time came, he handed over this letter to him, and this family affair would naturally be completed. ”

Huang E took the envelope with both hands and asked, "Sister Song plans to leave Beijing?" ”

Song Ling'er patted the embroidered spring knife on her waist and said with a smile: "Your Majesty awarded me the title of Jinyi Wei Qianhu, I will go back to Guizhou to lead the troops to fight, and the next time we meet again, maybe I will already be a female general in the southwest!" ”

"Sister Song is really a heroine!" Huang E looked admiring, and at the same time ashamed of himself. She felt that Wang Yuan and Song Ling'er were so good, a pair made in heaven, but she didn't have any ability, she was as small and humble as an ant on the ground.

Song Ling'er hugged her fists at Mrs. Nie and said, "Mrs. Nie, I'm a barbarian girl, and I don't know how to speak. Anyway, as I just said, if there is any offense, don't worry about it. ”

When it comes to this, how can Mrs. Nie care, but thinks that Song Ling'er is true and true. She took Song Linger's hand and said, "You have come to Huangfu to play a few times, and we are also acquaintances." The sword does not have long eyes, and you must be careful on the battlefield, and you must not act recklessly. ”

"Thank you, farewell!" Song Ling'er came abruptly, went chicly, hugged her fists and turned around and left.

When Song Ling'er walked away, Mrs. Nie sighed: "When I was young, I also read some romances. I thought that the female general was only in the book, but I didn't expect to see the real person today. This Song girl is really a strange woman in the world! ”

Huang E muttered: "Wang Erlang is also a strange man in the world, they are the most matched." ”

Mrs. Nie smiled: "Silly girl, you are not bad, I will hire a matchmaker to say goodbye another day, and I will always get your wish." ”

"I don't have any heart." Huang E was embarrassed.

Mrs. Nie smiled: "Even Miss Song can see it, but I can't see it?" You've got it all written on your face! ”

"Is there one?" Huang E covered his face and ran away.

Crushing on a man is a very private thing, and he is ashamed to say it, Huang E thinks that only his personal maid knows. didn't think about it, everyone could see it, which made Huang E so ashamed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Back in the boudoir, Huang E walked around, in a complicated mood.

She not only regretted that Wang Yuan and Sister Song had lovers and it was difficult for them to become married, but she was also happy that she could get what she wanted. The two are intertwined, and I don't know whether to be sad or happy, and there is a sense of guilt for a third party to intervene.

Lying in front of the window and doing nothing, Huang E pulled out the golden hairpin, spun it between his fingers, and suddenly smirked for no reason.

"Hee-hee!"

Huang E pierced the window paper with a golden hairpin, poking several holes in a row, she didn't know why, anyway, she was very energetic at the moment, and she just wanted to do something stupid to vent.

Pushed the window open suddenly, the plum blossoms outside the window were not grateful, a gust of wind blew, and the petals were scattered all over the ground.

Huang E's eyes were staring at the plum blossoms, his thoughts had flown out of the sky, and before he knew it, it was almost dusk. An ant climbed up along the corner of the wall, actually carrying a small piece of plum blossoms, Huang E smiled: "Do you also eat nectar?" ”

"Miss, it's time to eat!" The maid shouted behind her.

Huang E picked up the inkstone and began to study the ink, and said to the maid, "I'll go right away." ”

After grinding the ink, Huang E spread out the rice paper and wrote a poem with a wave: "Jin Hai smiled and pierced the red window paper, introducing a line of plum blossom incense." The ants also pity the early spring and drag the petals upside down on the east wall. ”

……

Wang Yuan was tossed enough this night, for fear that his ribs, which had not fully healed, would be broken again by a female general's horseback.

Song Ling'er seemed to be going to eat him, she was so tired that she was out of breath and wanted to come, she rested for a while and then regrouped, again and again, and it was already morning time when she went to bed.

"Knock knock!"

The two of them slept in a daze, and Zhou Cheng suddenly knocked on the door: "Second brother, it's already time!" ”

It's called a humanoid alarm clock.

Wang Yuan patted Song Ling'er's vest and whispered in her ear, "Little lazy cat, it's time to get up." ”

"Hmm......" Song Ling'er frowned and said in a daze, "Don't make noise, let me sleep for a while." ”

Wang Yuan smiled: "I'll go and tell those Jinyi guards and let them leave tomorrow." ”

"Jin Yiwei?"

"By the way, I'm going to leave today, and I made an appointment with Huang Shilang!"

Song Ling'er sat up instantly, got dressed in a panic, and screamed in pain when she jumped out of bed, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand steadily.

Wang Yuan asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Linger said embarrassedly: "The hamstring seems to have been strained, and I overexerted myself last night." ”

Wang Yuan said speechlessly: "Let you take it easy." ”

"I just want to squeeze you dry and promise that I will be able to conceive a son," Song Ling'er put on her clothes, hung an embroidered spring knife on her waist, and said to Wang Yuan, "You continue to sleep, I'm leaving!" ”

"Sleep a fart, you go back to Guizhou, won't I send you?" Wang Yuan also got up and dressed, feeling that his body was a little weak, as if he had been hollowed out by the demon girl.

The two rode horses to join Jinyiwei, and then went straight to the post station outside the city, where they waited for Huang Ke's team.

Huang Ke, the governor of Henan this time, wanted to transport 50,000 taels of Taicang silver out of Beijing, and the silver transportation team was a long one.

"Virtuous nephew, are you here to send Song Qianhu?" Huang Ke was smiling, it seemed that his wife had discussed with him, and at this moment he was observing Wang Yuan from the perspective of his father-in-law.

Not a good match?

Huang Shilang never said anything like that.

Huang Ke, as Yang Tinghe's confidant, once his daughter marries Wang Yuan, she will undoubtedly bring a fierce general to her own faction.

Wang Yuan clenched his fists and said, "Ling'er will ask my uncle to take care of it." ”

"It's easy to say, it's all my own people." Huang Ke said with a smile.

Wang Yuan pulled Song Ling'er aside again and whispered for a long time. When Huang Ke's team was ready to set off, he said: "This is thousands of miles to Guizhou, you have to take care of yourself all the way, don't do anything when you arrive in Guizhou, everything is based on your own safety." ”

"I know, don't be verbose, you keep nagging like an old woman." Song Linger said with a smile.

Wang Yuan sighed and said, "You are too jumpy, how can people not worry." ”

Song Ling'er suddenly turned over and got on the horse: "I'm older than you." I'm leaving, don't send it anymore! ”

Wang Yuan suddenly ripped off his necklace, stuffed it into Song Ling'er's hand and said, "This is the talisman that my grandmother made for me with wolf teeth when I entered Beijing to take the exam." You bring it! ”

"Hmm."

Song Ling'er suddenly wanted to cry, so she cut off a strand of hair with a knife, stuffed it to Wang Yuan and said, "You take it too, seeing your hair is like seeing me." ”

Wang Yuan said in a low voice: "Give me a few more years, I will definitely marry you, and I will definitely be able to be a cabinet minister." When the time comes, you won't have to worry about affecting my future. ”

Song Ling'er said: "Fool, I left you a letter, and you will do it honestly after reading the letter." ”

"What letter?" Wang Yuan asked.

Song Ling'er said: "Someone will send it to you." ”

Huang Ke watched this scene from afar, and suddenly remembered his deceased wife. Although he is also very affectionate with his current wife, what Huang Ke misses most is his deceased wife, which is his first love.

Wang Yuan stood on the post road, watched Song Ling'er go away, and suddenly remembered the poem he had recited at some point.

Away from hatred is just like spring grass, go farther and live.

(End of Volume IV)