Wang Da returned to the mansion to find the housekeeper Qin Yong, and told him that the lord had instructed Cheng to mix some water with the second pot head sent to Cheng Biting Jin's mansion in the future.

Qin Yong didn't make any reaction and ordered this matter, and when he saw that Wang Da hadn't left yet, he asked what else was going on.

Wang Daqi Ai Ai said: "Brother Qin, the lord also said that he would let me find you to get thirty sticks, and after the fight, let me go to the wine-making workshop to renovate, and let Wang Er follow the lord." ”

Qin Yong asked with some surprise: "Wang Da, you made a rare mistake with the lord, what did you do to make the lord punish him like this?" ”

Wang Da then explained that Wang Xingxin had questioned the lord when he was mixing water in the golden wine, and told Qin Yong what Wang Xingxin had reprimanded him again.

Qin Yong looked at Wang Dapo, who was not very good, and said with a smile: "You kid, where is the usual cleverness?" Don't say that it is mixed with water in this wine, even if the lord has mixed horse urine, it does not mean that the lord is disrespectful and unfilial to Old Master Cheng! Haven't you seen this between the two? Okay, you go to Wang Er first and ask him to beat you with thirty military sticks, and then let him go to the lord to serve, it just so happens that there is no one in charge of this wine shop, so you can manage it for the time being, don't worry that the lord will still use you, this is just a beating! Don't think too much about it in the future, don't go against any of the wills of the lord! ”

Wang Da embarrassedly touched his head and went to find Wang Er.

Qin Yong looked at Wang Da who was walking and said to himself: "The lord is becoming more and more like a lord, and he is worthy of the old man's teachings." ”

On the second day, before Wang Er arrived at the barracks to report, Wang Xingxin gave him a slip, and then asked him to hurry back and transport the items listed in the document.

After Wang Er returned home, he gave the slip to Qin Yong, and Qin Yong took a lot of effort to recognize what was written, shook his head and smiled bitterly to hurry up and prepare.

Although Li Eryan ordered Wang Xingxin to write 500 big characters every day, this kid was able to come up with a clever trick of writing with a wooden stick on the ground to deal with it, and let Li Yushan supervise it on the side, the effect of this kind of calligraphy practice can be imagined.

After Wang Xingxin waited for Wang Er to transport the things in a carriage, he ordered someone to call Changsun Chong, Cheng Chumo and Li Chongyi. After the three of them took their respective items from Wang Xingxin, they were about to leave.

Wang Xingxin stopped the eldest grandson and said, "Uncle, I'm bothering you to bring a word." ”

"If you have something to say to Xiu'er, if you say it, you will bring it to your brother!"

"It's very simple, just a poem, the willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk. One more thing, as I said carefully, the willow trees by the creek near the new barracks grew well and were very graceful. ”

After hearing this, the eldest grandson Chong wondered what was wrong!

"Mingshen, you bastard! Want to meet Xiu'er for a private meeting? ”

"Yes, my uncle is really smart!"

"You, you! You should go to the house and tell my father this in person. Forgive me! ”

Wang Xingxin seemed to have long expected that it would be impossible for Changsun Chong to agree, so he smiled and said: "Just kidding, here's a letter you can help the little brother bring to Xiu'er, is the little brother so rude?" ”

The eldest grandson Chong took the letter from Wang Xing's new hand and said: "You kid can't be serious, don't beat you after Xiu'er marries you!" Just your body? It's not a problem for Xiu'er to beat you a few times! ”

"Uncle, you better hurry home, you don't have to worry about who beats who after the marriage between the younger brother and Xiu'er, just send the letter!"

The eldest grandson glared at Wang Xingxin and then got on his horse and left, followed by a carriage loaded with fine wine and other items.

It is said that the eldest grandson Chong returned to the mansion and first visited his parents, and handed Wang Xingxin's letter to his sister before going to take a bath and change clothes.

Seeing that his brother Mingshen had a letter delivered, the happy eldest grandson Xiu hurriedly returned to his small courtyard to read it after thanking his eldest brother.

After opening the letter, Changsun Xiu frowned and carefully recognized it, and when he saw the last line of small words, his frowning brows relaxed, and then there was a look of worry and distress.

It turned out that the letter in Changsun Xiu's hand was written by Wang Xingxin in the dog-like handwriting, and it was indeed a handwritten letter, no wonder Changsun Xiu frowned at first.

The letter reads: The moon is on the willow tops, and people are about after dusk. The willow trees by the creek near the new barracks grow well and are very graceful, Sister Xiu'er: Brother Mingshen misses you, Mo Da. There is also a line of small words on the back: Your Majesty came to the military parade yesterday, and his right hand was injured during the drill, and the handwriting was scribbled, don't be surprised.

If the eldest grandson Chong knew what Wang Xingxin wrote in his letter to his sister, he would definitely tear the letter to shreds before beating this kid hard.

The more Changsun Xiu thought about it, the more worried Wang Xingxin became, worried about how his hand was injured, whether it was very serious, and just wanted to go to the eldest brother to ask about the situation, but suddenly remembered the poem at the beginning of the letter and called the maid shyly: "Go and tell my father, just say that Miss Ben is a little unwell, so she won't accompany her father to eat." And you didn't see anything, Miss Ben didn't leave the courtyard! ”

After the maid was ordered to retreat, Changsun Xiu changed into a man's clothes and jumped out of the courtyard, and climbed over the wall and went out of the house.

Because he ran out secretly, there was no horse or carriage, so Changsun Xiu trotted all the way to the new military camp.

Although there were three battalion commanders in the battalion who went home on vacation, but this exercise had to continue, Wang Xingxin was not lazy, he drank cold mung bean soup on the training car while directing the soldiers to train, although it was a little hot and tired.....

When he was scolding the soldiers who were lying on the ground doing push-ups to move standardly, Wang Er came to report that Changsun Xiu was outside the camp and wanted to see him.

As soon as Wang Xingxin heard that Changsun Xiu was coming, he first ordered Wang Er to go to the camp gate to stabilize Changsun Xiu, and quickly explained a few words to Qin Huaidao, and then ran back to the barracks as fast as he could, wrapped his right hand with a thick linen cloth and sprinkled some alcohol on it.

After all the preparations were made, Wang Xingxin quickly ran to the front of the barracks.

Wang Xingxin looked very happy after seeing Changsun Xiu, and when he saw that Changsun Xiu's originally white and flawless little face was covered with dust, he asked, "Xiu'er, how did you come here?" ”

"Brother Mingshen, Xiu'er saw that your right hand was injured in your letter, and Xiu'er was worried that you would sneak away."

"No horseback riding? Don't get in a car? ”

"Oh, people say they came stealing, where are the horses to ride, and there are cars to sit on!"

When Wang Xingxin heard Changsun Xiu's words, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by the fluff of the asbestos tile, uncomfortable and painful......

looked at Changsun Xiu's sweat-soaked clothes, then at the dirty little face, and finally at the somewhat torn shoes.....

Under the incomprehensible gaze of the eldest grandson, he slapped himself hard and said, "Xiu'er, just a mosquito hit, let's go home!" ”

"Brother Mingshen, you are in the army, you can't leave the camp at will, Xiu'er just needs to know that you are fine! Besides, the willow tree you mentioned in your letter is next to the barracks......"

"The willow trees by the river at the mouth of the village are even more beautiful! It's okay, it's a big deal, brother went back and took twenty military sticks by himself! ”

"Brother Mingshen, don't go home, it's not good to be beaten with this military stick!"

"Haha, Xiu'er, you don't know, my brother's ass has already been beaten, twenty military sticks are just a trivial matter, I don't believe you go home and ask your eldest brother, I also got thirty military sticks two days ago, and I still practiced after resting overnight."

Seeing Wang Xingxin say this, the eldest grandson Xiu had to agree to go back home with him.

After letting Wang Er go back to the camp to lead the horse and drive the carriage over, Wang Xingxin helped the eldest grandson Xiu to get into the carriage, and after he stepped on the war horse, the two went back to his viscount's mansion.

When he arrived at the house, he first hurriedly instructed peppercorns and peppercorns to prepare bath water for Changsun Xiu to clean, and then ordered Wang Xi to take the silver money and go to Chang'an Chengdong City as quickly as possible to buy the best ready-to-wear according to Changsun Xiu's figure.

After a busy period of work, Wang Xingxin personally went to the kitchen to boil a bowl of white fungus soup, and after it was chilled, he called peppercorns to send it to Changsun Xiu, who was bathing.

At this time, Qin Yong, who was in the workshop, learned that the lord had returned home, and when he rushed over, he saw the lord with his right hand wrapped in sackcloth and asked anxiously, "What happened to your hand, sir?" Do you want to call Lang Zhong? ”

"Qin Yong, it's okay, alas! Do you say that Lord Ben is too bad, the word is clearly written like a dog crawling, and he lied to Xiu'er that it was written scribbled because of a hand injury! It seems that this lord really has to practice his calligraphy well! ”

Hearing Wang Xingxin say this, Qin Yong smiled and said: "Sir, Madame is a talented woman, no matter how well you practice this word, you can't catch up with Madame who has practiced a good hand since childhood, why don't you admit this matter to Madame as soon as possible, presumably Madame will not blame you." ”

After listening to Qin Yong's words, Wang Xingxin thought about it carefully, and simply admitted it after a while, saving him more embarrassment from being exposed in the future. Thinking of this, Wang Xingxin slapped himself again and said: "I knew that I would get an extra set of movable type and put it in the camp!" It's self-inflicted! ”