Situ Feiyun thought for a while, teased the little nephew who was still looking at the bowl for a while, and suddenly lifted the collar of the little nephew, which made Mrs. Hou and Mrs. Shizi tremble.

"What are you doing, put your nephew down!" Mrs. Hou was so frightened that her tone changed.

The little young master was carried by Situ Feiyun like this, his hands and feet were hanging in the air, he was stunned for a while, and then he also planed his hands and feet, as if he had found something interesting, and laughed out loud.

Situ Feiyun was so frightened by Mrs. Hou's yelling that he almost let go of his hand and left the person on the ground, but fortunately he didn't send it in the end.

Situ Feiyun touched the back of his head, "He...... You don't feel uncomfortable, huh? ”

Mrs. Hou was also born as a tiger girl, and even followed Wuhou to the battlefield in her early years, and retired to the back house for many years, with children and grandchildren, and gradually lost her fiery temper at the beginning, but now she was tossed by Situ Feiyun like this, she couldn't help it, and raised her hand to give Situ Feiyun a violent shudder, "Do you hold your child like this?" ”

Mrs. Shizi held the child from Situ Feiyun's hands, and when she saw Mrs. Hou training Situ Feiyun like this, she couldn't cry or laugh.

She put the child in the crook of Situ Feiyun's arm, and called her by hand, "Ah Yun, the child should be held like this, the hand drags the back of the head, the child's bones are soft, and if you don't hold it, you may hurt your neck." ”

Situ Feiyun only felt that holding this little ancestor in his hand was like holding the heirloom jade seal, and it didn't take long for him to be full of big men.

And the little nephew didn't seem to be satisfied with this posture of hugging him, his hands and feet were all moving, making Situ Feiyun feel like a great enemy, and he didn't know how to use the strength in his hands, he was afraid of hurting the little nephew if he was heavy, and he was afraid that he would fall down if he was light.

Mrs. Hou shook her head, "This child was raised by me, which girl is still so frizzy at the age of eighteen or nineteen?" You say that when you go to your husband's house after this, don't you make people suffer? ”

Mrs. Hou has been talking about these words since the year Situ Feiyun and Lu, and by now, Situ Feiyun has been completely immune, and the whole ear is in and out of the right ear.

Mrs. Shizi covered her mouth and smiled, "It's good for our Ayun to find a son-in-law in the future." ”

"That's it." Situ Feiyun felt that what Mrs. Shizi said was not wrong at all, Junchen was not Junxi's child husband, and it seemed good to find a son-in-law!

Mrs. Hou didn't hold back, she raised her slap and wanted to hit again, but Situ Feiyun saw that the momentum was not good, so she hugged her little nephew and left.

Mrs. Hou scolded in the back, "You dead girl, where have you gone?" ”

Situ Feiyun was busy teasing the children, and he didn't look back, "I'll go to the study to see my father and eldest brother." ”

Mrs. Hou wanted to scold a few words, but Mrs. Shizi didn't know what she thought, stopped Mrs. Hou, and said with a smile, "Mother, you just let Ah Yun carry Lin'er over." ”

Mrs. Hou looked worried, "She hugged Lin'er like this, I was afraid that the child would make a fuss, in case it disturbed her father and Da Lang to discuss the affairs of the court......

Mrs. Shizi said, "Let the kitchen send some food, my father and husband haven't seen each other for several days." ”

Mrs. Hou thought about it and felt that it was so, so she ordered it to go down.

When Situ Feiyun walked to the study with his little nephew in his arms, the guard just asked for luggage, but was stopped by Situ Feiyun with his eyes.

"County lord, Lord Hou and the prince are discussing matters in the court inside, and Lord Hou has ordered that no one is allowed to approach." The guard whispered.

"I know." Situ Feiyun waved his hand, "You stand down." ”

"But......" The guard was a little embarrassed.

Situ Feiyun kicked his eyes and reprimanded, "If you want to go down, go down, what are you talking about?" Something happened to the county lord! ”

The guard was scolded and had to bow down.

Situ Feiyun then attached his ear to the door, wanting to hear the movement of the conversation inside.

I don't know if it was because Wuhou and Wuhou Shizi were talking too quietly or the room was silent now, and Situ Feiyun didn't hear any movement.

She frowned, and just wanted to listen more carefully, but the little man in her arms did not follow, and the little hand grabbed a strand of her hair, babbling and sending it to her mouth.

Situ Feiyun looked at the black lines on his face, and hurriedly pulled out his hair, coaxing, "Little Ancestor, this is unbearable." ”

Suddenly, the cold hair stood up, and Situ Feiyun took the child in his arms and turned around to dodge a crossbow arrow shot from the house.

"Dad, big brother, it's me!" Situ Feiyun had palpitations.

The door of the study was opened from the inside, and a young man in soft armor and armor was still holding a bow and crossbow in his hand, and his brows were furrowed to kill a fly, "Feiyun, why are you here?" also brought Lin'er with him, it's just nonsense! ”

Situ Feiyuntian is not afraid of the ground, he is afraid of his eldest brother, he has never been so cowardly in front of Wuhou.

After all, Wuhou Rongma has been on the horse for half his life, and his son is directly thrown to the battlefield to raise, and he finally got a daughter, so he is naturally spoiled like a pearl in his palm.

But Situ Feiyun probably accepted the excellent genes of the Wuhou family, and was not interested in anything since she was a child.

When I can climb, I chase after my brothers all day long, and when I can walk, it is even more terrible, and I can't wait to make the barracks my home.

Wuhou was reluctant to say a heavy word to his daughter, and the prince of Wuhou was in the name of the eldest brother, so he had to reprimand her.

At this moment, being yelled at by Wuhou Shizi like this, Situ Feiyun reflexively wanted to shrink her neck, thinking of the purpose of her trip, she had to bite the bullet and say, "I have something to find my father." ”

Wuhou Shizi looked at her dressed up quite fancy, and his face turned a little colder, "Yan Wangbei and the eldest daughter of Zhao Chengxiang's family are already engaged, put away your thoughts, you just kneel and die here, and I won't let my father agree to your affair with Yan Wangbei!" ”

This roar was a bit loud, and Brother Lin saw that his father wanted to reach out to hug him, but he was directly frightened and cried when he was yelled like this.

Situ Feiyun was anxious and angry, and tried to comfort Brother Lin twice, then raised his head and said to Wuhou Shizi, "Big brother, I'm not so thick-skinned!" I'm looking for my dad because there's something else going on! ”

The movement outside the house alarmed Wu Hou in the study, and he said, "What are you arguing about at the door?" Come in! ”

Wuhou spoke, and Wuhou Shizi had no choice but to let Situ Feiyun into the house.

"Ah Yun, what is it that you want to come to your father at this time?" Most of Situ Feiyun's heroic facial features should still be inherited from her mother, because Wuhou has a beard and a pair of tiger eyes, looking at it only makes people feel like that god-like majesty, and his voice is like a bell, which makes people's eardrums hurt.

It happened that the sound of the subordinate passing the meal came from the door again, and Situ Feiyun said, "Dad and eldest brother should eat first." ”

After staying up for several days, Wuhou Shizi's eyes were already covered with a layer of fine bloodshots, and after listening to Situ Feiyun's words, he said coldly, "Ah Yun, my father and I still have to discuss things, don't make trouble!" ”

Situ Feiyun stuffed his little nephew into Wuhou's hand, turned around and walked towards the door.

Her move startled Wu Hou, he was used to holding battlefield weapons with a pair of fan-like iron palms, and he was really clumsy holding a milk doll that looked so soft.

However, Wuhou seems to have also hugged the child, and quickly adjusted the posture of his arms, and hugged his grandson steadily, much more skilled than Situ Feiyun.

Brother Lin didn't cry anymore, there was a crystal teardrop hanging on his long eyelashes, and he reached out to pull the beard on Wuhou's face.

Wuhou Shizi reprimanded, "Stop, can you catch your grandfather's beard?" ”

Probably the grandfather loves his grandson, Wuhou Ren Lin'er grabbed his beard and teased the child, "It's okay, this tiger-headed and tiger-brained is very energetic, he is a good son of my Situ family, and he will definitely be a fierce general on the battlefield in the future!" ”

Speaking of this, Wuhou and Wuhou Shizi's eyes dimmed at the same time, what they have been discussing in the past few days is the matter of military power.

If you hand over the military power of Wuhou Mansion and return to the mountains and forests from now on, how can you talk about the battlefield?

Situ Feiyun personally brought in the food box and set the food on the low table, "You guys eat first." ”

Wu Hou looked at his young grandson, who was ignorant of the world, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

Situ Feiyun knew what his father was sighing for, and said, "Dad, our military power can't be handed over!" ”

Wuhou Shizi frowned, "Ah Yun, there are a lot of these things that you should take care of!" ”

Situ Feiyun slapped his chopsticks hard, "What makes my father and brother so embarrassed is nothing more than the rumors in the court about the Situ family's self-respect and contempt for imperial power!" Father and brother are also people who have experienced the battlefield, so they should naturally understand that when the two armies are at war, the heart is the first! ”

Wu Hou seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, "Ah Yun, you can understand things, how can I not understand them?" The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die! It's just a pity that my father didn't die on the battlefield like the king of Zhenbei twelve years ago, but he wanted to return to his hometown......"

Situ Feiyun was also emotional, "Dad, you and Ben didn't figure it out!" If you really hand over the military power, it will be a big mistake to take it, and it will be in the hands of others! ”

Wuhou Shizi is known as a think tank in the army, and when he heard this, he naturally discovered the unusualness in Situ Feiyun's words, and said, "How can you say this?" ”

Situ Feiyun pointed at Brother Lin, "Father really thinks that if you hand over the military power, you can show your loyalty?" Your Majesty now ignores the government and politics, and my father and brother go to court every day, so naturally they know better than me, what does this mean! ”

"Are you saying that the emperor may be controlled?" Wuhou Shizi's eyes flashed.

Situ Feiyun remembered the words of Jun Jinhuashu in the restaurant today, and his face became a little more solemn, "What I'm afraid of is that the entire court is controlled by people!" If we don't have the power of the army, we will become fish and meat to be slaughtered! At that time, I am afraid that not only the Wuhou Mansion, but even the soldiers who were raised by my father will be implicated! ”

Wu Hou's eyes trembled, and he glanced at his grandson who was babbling in the crook of his arm, and his eyes slowly became firm, "Ah Yun is right, we thought about military power too simply before. ”

He touched Situ Feiyun's head, "Ah Yun has really grown up." ”

Situ Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his father just listened to her words.

Wuhou picked up the chopsticks and started eating, Situ Feiyun knew that he had to leave time for his father and brother to sum up, so he took his little nephew out of the study.

Looking at the back of Situ Feiyun leaving, Wuhou Shizi suddenly said, "It's not something that the little sister can think of." ”

Wuhou took a bite of the dish and said, "It can be said that our Situ family owes Zhenbei Wangfu a favor." ”

"Jun Changxian's daughter, if she is a general, she will definitely be no less than her father!"