Mao Lingfeng stared at Zhiqin for a while, and smiled, "Is there any, sooner or later you will know, so why rush for a while." ”

Zhiqi sighed lightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Turning his head and glaring at Zhiqin fiercely, the warning was self-evident. Zhiqin grimaced at her.

A few people laughed, and Chen looked at a few people with a smile, only to feel that it was very good. Mao Lingyun saw that Lin Shuyin was a little tired, so he sent her back to her room to rest.

Mao Lingfeng also helped Chen to go back to the room to rest, Chen pulled his daughter to ask long and short questions, and pulled up her sleeves to see if there were any new wounds, and found no new wounds, so he gave up. Mao Ling Fengjue was funny. Simply take off her clothes, spread her arms, and let her look at them. Chen touched the faded scars on his daughter's body, and he was gloomy for a while.

Mao Lingfeng comforted: "Mother doesn't have to be sad, if those men only want their daughter's appearance in the future, their daughter will not marry, what the daughter wants is to be happy with each other, know and love each other, and live a lifetime."

After speaking, he pulled Chen to bed and said, "Today, when the father is not at home, the daughter will accompany the mother for one night, how about it." As he spoke, he snuggled in Chen's arms and fell asleep unconsciously.

Chen looked at his daughter snuggled in his arms, in a trance, how many years. Since her daughter went up to the mountain to learn art with Yuzhen Daoist when she was eight years old, it has been eleven years, and she has not slept next to her like today. Once upon a time, the little girl who was learning to speak at the beginning has now transformed into an admirable general, but no matter how she dominates outside, when she returns home, she is a woman after all, a daughter in the palm of her hand.

Mao Xuqi returned home, gently pushed open the door, and saw his wife and daughter snuggling up to each other and sleeping soundly. Looking at this warm □ twilight, Mao Lingqi burst into tears and quietly closed the door. Turn around and take a break in the study.

In the early morning of the next day, Mao Lingfeng was still practicing swords with qinqi, calligraphy and painting. Mao Lingyun came in quietly and watched from the side. Mao Lingfeng didn't care either, practiced for an hour, and saw Mao Lingyun still standing there and watching stupidly. With a movement in his heart, his body turned, and the long sword flashed with cold light in an instant, stabbing towards Mao Lingyun's right shoulder.

Mao Lingyun was taken aback and hurriedly dodged away. Mao Lingfeng waved her left hand, and the long sword in Zhishu's hand was already in her hand, and she gently threw it at Mao Lingyun: "Next." Mao Lingyun took the long sword that was thrown, and stabbed at Mao Lingfeng with a sword flower, and the corners of the woman's mouth rose. Returning to the sword to resist, while pointing out the gap in the weakness of the sword, Mao Lingyun was in high spirits, and while swinging the long sword to fight her, he took his sister's instructions to heart one by one. After a fight, Mao Lingyun felt that he had benefited a lot. The four people of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting were also fascinated by the side and cheered loudly.

As soon as Mao Xuqi stepped into the courtyard, she saw Mao Lingyun being held down by Mao Lingfeng. I couldn't help but laugh. The two heard their father's hearty laughter and hurriedly put away their swords. They all saluted their father. Mao Xuqi helped them up one by one and said, "Feng'er is free during this time, so let's guide one more brother!" Mao Lingfeng lowered his head and said yes.

Mao Xuqi looked at his son and said: "Yun'er, the Guogong Mansion is thin, your second uncle died young and died on the battlefield. The third uncle was weak and sick, so he abandoned Wu Congwen, and I was already a wasted person, and the emperor read Feng'er's merits and did not remove me from the title of duke. Now that the Guogong Mansion is only left with our inheritance, you are not talented enough, you should work hard, and the Guogong Mansion still needs you to bear it. Feng'er, please ask for her life in danger, although she is a general, she will still marry a wife in the future. Can't delay her for the rest of her life. Feng'er's exploits later married into her husband's family with her. The scenery of our Guogong Mansion can't always rely on Feng'er, you still have to follow Feng'er in the future to sharpen and learn more. It is necessary to rely on one's own talents and feats to fight so that others will not fall ill. ”

Mao Lingyun nodded yes, turned his head to Mao Lingfeng and saluted, I will bother my sister in the future. Mao Lingfeng hurriedly returned the salute. The two went back to their rooms.

Mao Lingfeng went back to the room to wash up, had breakfast, and slowly left the house with the four of them with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and came to the street.

Mao Lingfeng looked funny, and told Zhishu and Zhihua to find a carriage to send things back first. He took Zhiqin and Zhiqi to continue walking, and suddenly Mao Lingfeng looked at a bookstall and saw a scholar in ragged clothes with a sick face, where he helped people write Spring Festival couplets. Mao Lingfeng looked at a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging in front of the bookshelf, the dragon and phoenix dance in the words, what attracted her was not the words, but the words written. Mao Lingfeng exclaimed in a low voice: "Good words, good words." He whispered: "Turn your hands into clouds, walk your hands in the rain, and count them lightly." You don't see Bao when you are poor, and this way is abandoned like dirt today. A good gentleman doesn't care about Bao when he is poor, and this way is abandoned like dirt today. So he walked forward quickly, looked carefully, and saw that although he was ragged and sickly, he was talented and arrogant between his eyebrows, and he had a literati arrogance.

Whispered a few words in Zhiqi's ear. Walking to the restaurant opposite the bookstall, Xiao Er had already stepped forward, and saw that the two of them were dressed luxuriously and had extraordinary momentum, leading them to the elegant seat on the second floor.

Zhiqin ordered some wine and food, Mao Lingfeng poured a glass, and his eyes drifted to the bookstall outside the window. I saw a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears with a few subordinates, came to the bookstall and scolded the scholar, "I don't know how poor you are, my young lady has taken a fancy to you and let you join the Gao family, which is a great blessing for you." I would rather live on the street and sell words, I really don't know how to lift. Someone smashed it for me. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a few subordinates pounce on Zhuozi like wolves and tigers, break the brush, smash the inkstone, and another person wanted to tear up the calligraphy and painting. Suddenly, a chopstick fell from the sky and passed through his palm, causing him to scream in pain.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and when they saw it, a figure jumped down from the opposite building, picked up the calligraphy and painting, and saluted the scholar and said, "My son-in-law asked Mr. to follow me to the opposite restaurant for a while." "The fat-headed, big-eared middle-aged man stopped Zhiqin, this is the person my young lady has a crush on, you can't take him away."

Zhiqin sneered: "The cow doesn't drink water and presses his head, can you ask if Mr. is willing to go back to the house with you?" He turned to the scholar and asked, "Would you like to go home with them?"

The down-and-out scholar gave a salute to Zhiqin, "Thank you for saving the strong man, the ghost is willing to go back to the house with them." ”

Zhiqin glanced at the middle-aged man, "Did you hear clearly?" People don't want to be your lady's son-in-law! Don't get out of here. ”

Zhiqin's body exuded a murderous aura sharpened on the battlefield, which made everyone present shiver. The middle-aged man left with his subordinates.

Zhiqin led the scholar to the second floor, Mao Lingfeng stood with his back to the door, leaning against the window, Zhiqin hugged his fists and said, "Childe, Mr. bring it." Seeing that Mao Lingfeng was extraordinary, the scholar stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Gongzi for saving me with righteousness, I don't know what Gongzi has to do when he calls Hansheng." ”

Mao Lingfeng Huo Ran turned around and smiled slightly: "Mr. is extraordinary, I don't know why Mr. has a big name, why he ended up in Si." ”

The scholar was slightly stunned, and came back to his senses: "Hansheng Gao Yufei, originally a person from Quanzhou, the ancestor was originally a famous family, just because of the decline, to the father's generation is even more withered, Hansheng is familiar with poetry and books when he is young, and wants to light the lintel, and the world is happy with the yellow and white things, my father sold his ancestral property, and asked someone to find a place for me, but he was not virtuous, and the family wealth was scattered, but he did not believe it, and his father died of illness in a hurry. In his last words, when Han Sheng was young, there must have been a family affair, so he asked Han Sheng to come to Yong to join his family. Unexpectedly, the Yue family was very profitable, and when he saw the decline of Hansheng's family, he made someone get me drunk, deceived me into returning the marriage certificate, and drove me out of the court. Hansheng has no way to make a living, so he can only live on the streets. But let Childe laugh. ”

Mao Lingfeng said: "Since you are talented, why don't you go to Beijing to catch the test and become famous." ”

Gao Yufei said angrily: The examination room is dark, if no one introduces it, and there is no yellow and white thing to send to you, even if you have the talent of Tongtian, it is difficult to be famous on the list. Han Sheng entered Beijing and lived in a room with Han Sheng, and his talent was mediocre, but because someone introduced him, he made 100,000 yellow and white things, and he was on the list. Since then, Han Sheng has no longer entered Beijing. ”

Mao Lingfeng nodded, "The officialdom is dark, and the officials protect each other, which has existed since ancient times, but it is difficult to eradicate it." What are the plans of the gentleman now? ”

Gao Yufei was gloomy: "I originally wanted to write some calligraphy and paintings for others to make resources for returning to my hometown, but now it seems that it is also difficult to do." ”

Mao Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Why did that man entangle you just now." ”

Gao Yufei smiled bitterly: "I really don't hide it from my brother, Han Sheng doesn't know why, in the past two days, he has forced Han Sheng to enter the family every day, and Han Sheng doesn't know when he was caught by them." ”

Mao Lingfeng glanced at him, Gao Yufei only felt that her eyes were like knives, murderous, and he couldn't help but shudder, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

Zhiqi walked up to the second floor and whispered a few times in Mao Lingfeng's ear.

Mao Lingfeng smiled slightly: "If Mr. doesn't dislike it, how about going to my account to take up the position of joining the army, and help me deal with some clerical affairs."

Gao Yufei was stunned, "Go to the son's account to join the army." Yes, I can't ask for it, and I dare to ask my son's name. ”

Mao Lingfeng smiled silently, and Zhiqi shouted: "Nerd, don't hurry up and thank the general." ”

"General." Gao Yufei was puzzled, "That general, it seems that only Miss Mao is the general." ”

Zhiqi smiled, "The nerd also knows that Miss is the general, doesn't it seem that he is not very stupid?" ”

Mao Lingfeng stared at her and said, "Sir, don't pay attention, my surname is Mao, and I am the emperor's imperial seal General Feifeng." "I am short of a person to join the army, and seeing that Mr. is talented, I hereby invite him, and I have no other intentions."

Gao Yufei was overjoyed, knelt on the ground casually, and saluted respectfully, "Han Sheng greeted the general, and he obeyed the general's order." ”

Mao Lingfeng saw his eyes, his eyes were clear, he was happy but did not forget his form, and his etiquette was correct. Then he nodded and asked him to get up and said: There is nothing wrong in the army, and Mr. Lao will carefully consider it in the future, and he must not act recklessly.

Gao Yufei nodded yes.

Mao Lingfeng pondered for a moment and said: "Since Mr. has nowhere to live, and go back to his house with me, it is good to return to Ningzhou with me after the New Year's Festival." ”

Gao Yufei hurriedly thanked him. Mao Lingfeng instructed Zhiqi and Gao Yufei to return to the inn to settle the store money and take him back to the General's Mansion. After speaking, he and Zhiqin got up and went downstairs to go home.

Zhiqi took Gao Yufei back to the General's Mansion. Mao Lingyun hurried to the front hall when he heard the news. I saw a handsome scholar, dressed in rags, but his aura was extraordinary. Mao Lingyun looked at him, then placed him in the guest room, and instructed his subordinates to bring his own robe and take him to wash and change clothes.

Gao Yufei finished washing, changed his clothes, and came out to greet everyone again. Chen and Mao Xuqi, Mao Lingfeng, Mao Lingyun, and Lin Shuyin were sitting in the main hall, and when they saw a handsome man coming out of the guest room, Chen was slightly stunned, turned around and glanced at Mao Lingfeng, but saw that his daughter looked as usual, and knew that he was too careful.

Gao Yufei saluted everyone in turn, Mao Lingyun introduced them one by one, and when Gao Yufei saw Mao Lingfeng, who had changed back into women's clothes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Mao Xuqi and Chen saw that a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but there was no impeccable intent, his eyes were clear, his expression was as usual, and he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.