The personalities of the three have one thing in common, they usually don't talk nonsense except for giving orders. This reunion was in Tokyo, and when I talked about the scene of going to the battlefield together last year and breaking the Liao army together, I felt like a world away, and I hated to see each other late.

"Your kid is lucky, it's only been a few months, and he was actually promoted to general, and a certain family is now regretting it. At that time, my father was also a fierce general of the Heyang army, with the king of Huaiyang led hundreds of horsemen to fight the Khitan in Tieqiu, and rescued the king of Qi Gao Xingzhou, but the battle was too tragic, my father was disabled and returned to Hebei, and ran this foundation, and died of a recurrence of old injuries a few years later, I listened to the advice of my mother, took this stall, and now I can't get rid of it, I can only do it! Bian Ji sighed.

"Is the King of Huaiyang Fu Yanqing, the commander of the Tianping Festival in Yunzhou?" This is also a fifth-generation fierce man, Zhang Yue knows something, and he can't help but burp and ask with a snort of wine.

"Exactly! The eldest daughter of the King of Huaiyang remarried the Marquis of Taiyuan, and now she is both a relative of the country and a town of Fang, which can be described as famous, my father had some friendship with him back then, and in my generation, there was not much contact! Bian Ji explained.

"Since you have entered the green forest, he is a person in the officialdom, how can he still look down on you?" Xuan Chongwen said politely.

"Hey, hey! That's not necessarily, Huaiyang Wangjiuzhen Kanto, Heyang, Guide, Pinglu, and now Yunzhou, others don't know, I don't know his details, to be honest, I despise his cowardice! Bian Ji sneered.

"Oh? What is the bottom line? What cowardice? Let's talk about ......" Zhang Yue and Xuan Chongwen were aroused and asked in unison.

"It's none of the matter, hang high, don't say it! Drink and drink......" Bian Ji didn't want to say more.

The three of them drank and talked until midnight, but they were really drunk, fell on the table, fell to the ground unsteadily, and fell asleep very unvividly. In the middle of the night, Bian Xiaomei Bian Yu led the maidservant girl in, and found that the three of them couldn't wake up when they screamed, and they couldn't pull and couldn't pull, so they had to find clothes and let them sleep on the floor.

At noon the next day, Zhang Yue was woken up, and was dragged by Bian Jiqiang to talk about the green salt business, and took lunch with him, and in the afternoon he went to make up the military procedures for Xuan Chongwen and his twelve disciples, and was officially included in his command. It was busy until late in the evening before taking the carriage home.

When I arrived in the backyard, I saw Cheng Yachan and Yang Junping in the hall, directing the subordinates around, and then I realized that there were some changes in the family, and there were many more fresh faces.

"We waited so much yesterday evening, I thought you were lost! Your own soldiers only came back this morning to tell us," Cheng Yachan said with a playful smile.

"Ahem...... I met the old man who drank too much wine, and now my head still hurts, did the housekeeper come yesterday? Zhang Yue sat down a little tiredly, stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead and asked casually.

"Little lotus! Go and call all the new stewards and servants, and you also come, and say that Lang Jun has returned, and wants to see them! Cheng Yachan hurriedly instructed her maidservant Xiaohe.

"I'm drunk, now it's okay, I'll rub your ......" Yang Junping smiled slightly, and really stepped forward and stretched out her slender jade hand, gently rubbing Zhang Yue's temples.

Cheng Yachan saw it, her pretty face was blushing and she couldn't help pouting, in fact, she wanted to say it too, but she was shy when the words came to her mouth, and she couldn't speak, so she silently poured Zhang Yue a cup of boiled hot tea, turned around and walked away.

Zhang Yue squinted slightly and felt comfortable, his heart throbbed, his big hand quietly stretched out to his back, probed to the side of the beauty's leg, and swam back and forth through the dress, the feeling was still almost, so he simply lifted the skirt, and the big hand reached inside, just touched the warm and smooth skin, and was restrained by the soft pancreas stretched out, and pinched the back of his hand.

Zhang Yue retracted his hand stupidly, tilted his head and looked up, and saw Yang Junping's pretty face crimson, biting her lip lightly, so she tilted her head back, and the back of her head hit a soft and sensitive part.

"Yikes!" Yang Junping snorted lightly, grabbed Zhang Yue's ear, her beautiful eyes flowed, full of threats and warnings, and she turned her head to see Cheng Yachan talking to Qiu Xiang at the door, she was relieved, and when she saw that Zhang Yue was honest, she pursed her lips and smiled proudly.

Soon, the new butler and his subordinates gathered under the eaves of the verandah. Yang Junping urged when she saw it, and Zhang Yue had to reluctantly get up and stand on the steps in front of the door.

"The old slave Meng An has seen Lang Jun!" The butler was a gray-haired man in his fifties, who looked shrewd and capable, and he claimed to be a slave when he opened his mouth, presumably because he had signed a contract, which was introduced by the tooth shop.

"Meng An! I remembered, in the future, you will have to take care of all the affairs of this family. The backyard is temporarily occupied by ...... Ge Wanqiu and Qiu Xiang are in charge, you are mainly responsible for the front yard and arrange for them to be in charge of their own affairs. Also, is there anyone in the ledger? "It's more troublesome to have a big family business, and you have to have all kinds of talents to manage it, Zhang Yue thought about it and asked.

"The old servant's name is Zhang Shuyang, and he has been a bookkeeper for decades, managing the family's income and expenditure accounts to ensure that there are no mistakes." Zhang Shuyang is obviously an old tent house, also in his fifties, with a sparse gray goatee.

"Excellent! The housekeeper is always in charge of the house, and the account room is in charge of the accounts, so if you want to use the money, you can find two people...... Madame wants! When Zhang Yue said this, he wanted to call him a lady, but he hesitated for a moment and simply called him madam, and sure enough, he saw the two girls secretly laughing behind him.

Because Mrs. is a title, there must be an edict, and ordinary concubines cannot be titled, unless Zhang Yue is a prince, they are possible, of course, Zhang Yue said this, it is to express his recognition of them, and there is also a layer of implication: One day you will be the rightful Mrs. of the Decree!

But when people heard it, they were both strange and a little surprised, and they felt that their own Langjun's tone was really scary. Before they came, they had heard that their new master was a general of the forbidden army, and they were all in awe.

Next, two middle-aged cooks and five ordinary domestic servants stepped forward one by one to salute, and Zhang Yue took out his roster for registration, so that the new family had a total of nineteen people, and the master was actually the three of them. This is a bit corrupt, but this is the inhuman life of officials and doctors nowadays, and it is not just petty bourgeoisie.

The next day, Zhang Yue went to the front of the palace as usual, Li Chongjin and Zhang Yongde were preparing to reorganize the scattered small number battalion, although Zhang Yue's department was also a loose member, but naturally it was not in the reorganization, whether to take it to Kansai to take up his post, has not yet been determined.

Finally, at noon, Zhang Yue was about to go home, and several officers in front of the palace brought up the old matter again and asked him to treat him. It happened that everyone was there, and it was also saved to send invitations, so Zhang Yue agreed to come down and invited Li Chongjin, Zhang Yongde, He Jiyun and more than a dozen officers of the front division of the palace to have lunch at a restaurant on the front street of the West Corner Tower.

Because there was nothing to do in the afternoon, except for Li Chongjin and other main generals, others did not need to be on duty, everyone was more open, and under the persuasion of the wine in turn, Zhang Yue, as an upstart, was the host of this banquet, if he didn't use a little trick, I am afraid that he would have to be carried back by his own soldiers.