The spring is cold, and it is about to enter the middle of February, but Bianliang City ushered in a heavy snowfall, which fell intermittently for four days, and it was not sunny until the ninth day of February. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The backyard of the Martial Mansion.

Pang Chunmei took a few steps after crossing the threshold, put the food box made of rosewood on the desk, carefully took out a bowl of deer antler Sanzhen soup, and pinched the silver spoon and stirred it in the bowl a few times.

"Sir."

I saw her gracefully twist her thin waist, turned to the back of the desk, lowered her head on Wu Kai's shoulder, and said softly: "Take a rest first, your wind and cold have just improved, but don't be tired anymore - this soup was specially stewed by the slave family last night, and it was simmered all night, you can taste how it tastes." ”

In fact, as early as when she entered the door, Wu Kai's mind was no longer on the drawings, at this time, he simply swept all the ink, paper, and inkstones aside, put the Sanzhen soup in front of him, scooped a spoonful and put it on his mouth to blow it cold, and then tasted it for a while, nodded and said: "The taste is really good, much stronger than the medicinal soup a few days ago." ”

Listening to his praise, Pang Chunmei's face showed a little color, and she put her fuller and fuller chest on Wu Kai's shoulder, and complained half-truthfully: "Those little hooves that I just bought are not for merit but for no fault, and Sister Sanniang is a rough branch, so don't you be wronged by you, master!" If you had known that there was such a mess around you, you would have come over to rectify it as soon as possible! ”

"It doesn't hurt to clean it up."

Wu Kai lowered his head and took a sip of soup again, and said lightly: "I know that you were driven to the capital by your wife, and you will inevitably have some resentment in your heart, and it is nothing to play with your subordinates and play prestige - not to mention anything else, I should reward you for this kind of face after you have been living in Juxianzhuang for a few months." ”

Although these words were light and light, Pang Chunmei's heart trembled when she heard it, and she knelt down on her knees, and said with a pale face: "Wronged, master, how dare the slave and maid ...... to Mrs."

Without waiting for Pang Chunmei to finish speaking, Wu Kai reached out and pinched her chin, lifted it up hard, and didn't speak, only silently looked at her.

Now Pang Chunmei was even more panicked, after coming to Bianliang, she took advantage of Wu Kai's infection with wind and cold as an excuse, and reprimanded Hu Sanniang fiercely, and also sent down a few maids who were quite favored by Hu Sanniang.

Because of her resentment, it was inevitable that she would be ruthless, one of the maids was stunned and knelt in the snow with a crippled leg, at first she was also worried that Wu Kai would punish herself for this, but there has been no movement in the past few days, so she was relieved to make a bold move, and completely Wufu established an undisputed authority.

Who knew that Wu Kai suddenly became angry today, and the conversation directly pointed out that she had a grudge against Wu Yueniang, how could she not make Pang Chunmei tremble?

Seeing that she was gradually trembling under her gaze, Wu Kai suddenly let go of her hand, let her slump on the ground, and said unhurriedly: "Okay, let's get up first!" Didn't I just say, sir, that you have been fortunate enough to survive in Juxian Village for a few months, and now your temperament is nothing - but everything must have a degree, and from now on you'd better straighten out that fancy intestine for me, and don't put that mind on things that shouldn't be coveted! ”

said, no matter how Pang Chunmei reacted, she leisurely picked up the bowl of Sanzhen soup and sucked it spoonful by spoonful.

There are too many women in the family, it is inevitable that there will be such and such troubles, and it is an indispensable drama to compete for the wind and jealousy, and to seize power -- men, as the head of the family, stare at such trivial things all day long, and they are afraid that they will not be idle for a moment, and only by learning to grasp the big and let go of the small, and the combination of grace and power is the solution.

Therefore, a few days ago, Pang Chunmei was resentful, and when the whole house was tossing, Wu Kai just watched coldly and never said a word, and when she was complacent again, she suddenly poured a basin of cold water on her head, so that she would not be completely inflated.

After drinking the Sanzhen soup, Wu Kai stood up, didn't look at Pang Chunmei, walked straight outside, and dropped a sentence without looking back when he arrived at the door: "Sort out those drawings for me, don't mess it up." ”

The drawings designed by Wu Kai have always refused to be easily revealed, but now he tells Pang Chunmei to be in charge of sorting them out, but it is a disguised show that his love for Pang Chunmei has not weakened much.

Like Pang Chunmei, her eyebrows and eyes are transparent, and she can naturally hear his meaning outside the painting.

Therefore, with just this sentence, the anxious expression on his face was swept away, and he didn't care whether Wu Kai could see it or not, so he nodded busily and responded: "Don't worry, master, the slave and maid will definitely clean it up for you." ”

――Dividing Line――

After leaving the back house, Wu Kai asked Shi Qian to prepare the carriage and horses, and ordered someone to invite Zhang Jun to invite him to go to Dali Temple with him.

Because of the wind chill a few days ago, and it has been snowing in recent days, so Wu Kai has not interrogated Chen Chong until now, and now that the sky is finally clear, he should naturally go on a trip - as for taking Zhang Jun with him, he planned to use his wife's mouth to relay the interrogation of Chen Chong to Zhang Hui, and the woman in the province was always worried that she would do one thing in front of her face and one thing behind her back.

Zhang Jun naturally would not refuse Wu Kai's invitation, and even bravely took over the responsibility of guarding.

Because it was a 'public errand' with a holy order, Wu Kai did not deliberately keep a low profile, and asked Shi Qian to order more than 20 red turban soldiers to accompany him, and then he hugged out of the main gate.

When he arrived on the street, he heard a burst of scolding, Wu Kai raised the curtain and glanced at it, and sure enough, it was a few Taixue students who were criticizing themselves - as Qin Hui directly denounced Wu Kai's various crimes in the Taixue Academy, but they did not receive any retaliation, these Taixue students became more and more bold.

Although these sour people are full of mouths, they can't scold anything too ugly, but it is always unpleasant to listen to, so Wu Kai ordered through the curtains: "Go to a few people, use a whip to drive them out of this street, and if there are such sour dings coming to the door in the future, they will all be dealt with like this!" ”

A few red-turban sergeants immediately pounced on them like wolves, and they were whipped at those Taixue students, only beating them crying and shouting to their mothers.

It's okay for others, but Zhang Jun couldn't help but be a little frightened when he saw this scene, hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but remind: "Master Guoshi, these are all scholars who are too learned......

"What about the bachelor? The poor monk became a national teacher by relying on the ability that others did not have, and he did not kneel to add the second child of Confucius - if they only shouted in Taixue, I would not bother to pay attention to them, but since they have already come to the door, it is no wonder that the poor monk is rude. ”

Wu Kai responded nonchalantly, but he was wondering in his heart, whether to find the Wang family to come over at night to 'communicate', lest the stunned sour Ding under Qin Hui always come to the door to annoy people.