Yelan married Ji Xun a month after Ji Zheng left Hengcheng.

Qiao Ling had a fever at that time, and he was so sick that he couldn't go to the wedding in person, and Qiao Hansheng didn't go to take care of Qiao Ling.

But the sound of suona that day was very loud and lingering.

I heard that all the people in Hengcheng went to the wedding, the firecrackers were set off all the way, and the exploding confetti was like a red carpet, from Lanxiang Pavilion to Ji's house.

Everyone said that Yelan knew current affairs, and when she saw Ji Zheng falling, she immediately turned around and hugged Ji Zheng's thigh.

Women, they should live like Yelan, don't really think of yourself as a famous character, marrying a good man and being a broad wife is the most reliable.

Qiao Ling didn't know before, even if he didn't believe it, he felt that Yelan's choice was not too wrong, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he realized how wrong it was.

The Ji family didn't treat her as a young lady at all.

"Why would Madame ask that?"

Qiao Ling didn't answer directly, and asked in surprise, like a girl who didn't know the world, but she didn't expect Mrs. Ji to ask this question.

Mrs. Ji didn't know what she thought, she suppressed the disgust under her with concern, and gritted her teeth in a deep voice: "It's been two years since she married into the Ji family, but her stomach hasn't moved, it's not that she can't give birth, what else can it be?" ”

Mrs. Ji is old-fashioned and pedantic, and regards the succession of the family as the most important matter.

Yelan was born from a low background and has never had children, so she is naturally the most unlikable one.

Qiao Ling remembered Yelan's pale face after giving birth, and replied in a muffled voice: "Sister Lan is just cold and weak, not that she is infertile and unable to give birth to children. ”

"If she can conceive, why doesn't she give birth?"

Mrs. Ji's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, her eyebrows were pressed, and the resentment accumulated over the years was revealed, and she couldn't hide the evil aura in her hand with the Buddha beads in her hand.

She didn't ask the reason, and directly judged that the fault was on Yelan.

"Giving birth to a child is a matter for two people, and it is not something that Sister Lan can decide alone."

Qiao Ling couldn't help but snort, she knew that Yelan had a miscarriage, this sentence was intended to say that Ji Xun might not do something good, so that Yelan didn't want to have a child now, but Mrs. Ji misunderstood Qiao Ling's meaning, and raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?" Do you think it's because of a problem with her body that she hasn't had children?! ”

In Hengcheng, saying that a man is infertile, is like cursing a person to cut off children and grandchildren, this kind of thing, even if the doctor is diagnosed, he will not say it easily.

Seeing that Mrs. Ji had misunderstood, Qiao Ling subconsciously wanted to explain, but Mrs. Ji waved her hand, slapped the table directly, and said angrily: "Come on, invite the eldest young master!" ”

Mrs. Ji's expression was solemn, and there was no room for ambiguity in this kind of matter.

Qiao Ling knew that it would be useless to explain by himself now, so he could only bite his lip and sit there silently.

How did she know that Mrs. Ji had long been dissatisfied with the fact that Yelan had never been pregnant, and today she was just using the topic to play.

After a while, Zhang's mother said loudly outside the door: "Madam, the eldest young master went out of the city early in the morning to talk about business, and now he is not in the house." ”

"Then wait for him to come back!"

Mrs. Ji said strongly, and then ordered: "Prepare the meal, don't wait for Miss Ji slowly, lest the second child come back and go crazy again!" ”

With her posture, she clearly didn't want to let Qiao Ling go.

Sure enough, it's an evil mother-in-law!

Qiao Ling muttered in his heart, puffing out his cheeks and looking at his upper in a daze.

At the same time, the Chengbei Commander's Mansion was bustling.

Zhao Deshan, the commander of Hengcheng, is a well-known wall-to-wall grass, whoever gives him benefits, he will be close to whom, and whoever is powerful, he will stammer.

When the Ji family bought him off, it was he who personally led a company of people to tie Ji Zheng into the car and throw him into the prison in the city.

Ji Zheng and him can be regarded as having a lifelong friendship.

Ji Zheng and Zhang Xu rode to the commander's mansion, Zhao Deshan led his dog-headed military division to wait at the gate, in order to show his sincerity, he wore little and shivered in the wind.

When Ji Zheng arrived, he stepped forward to help Ji Zheng lead the horse, and couldn't stop saying: "I haven't seen you for two years, Er Shao is really mighty and more handsome!" ”

Dog, when you tied your grandfather to the car, you weren't this virtuous!

Ji Zheng scolded in his heart, his face was tense, and he was very cold, and his heart trembled.

Zhang Xu followed him for a long time, and at a glance he could see that Ji Zheng didn't want to see Zhao Deshan, his back was straight, his burly body blocked Zhao Deshan, and he scolded with a cold face: "Talk well, what kind of sycophants, our deputy marshal doesn't eat this!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Zhao Deshan laughed wryly, his snot was about to freeze out, and he welcomed Ji Zheng into the hall with the dog-headed military advisor.

Zhao Deshan had already seen the people that Ji Zheng brought back, although the equipment was not particularly sophisticated, it was much better than those under his own command, and they were all straight, and they were all formally trained, and they were not on the same level as the wine bags and rice bags he brought.

In these days, those with power can't screw the rich, and the rich can't screw the guns and people.

Ji Zheng came back this time, just relying on those hundreds of people and guns, it was enough to be the king and hegemon in Hengcheng, so Zhao Deshan arranged this meal quite carefully.

The large round table with ten seats, in addition to the authentic nine bowls on the table, there are also various large tonic soups and cold dishes, which are so rich.

Zhang Xu was born in poverty, and the dishes in Lanxiang Pavilion yesterday were already eye-opening, and when he saw the meal prepared by Zhao Deshan, he knew what it was, but he was nervous and did not show timidity at all.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you pour wine for the deputy marshal soon!"

Zhao Deshan shouted, and personally pulled out the chair of the main seat to let Ji Zheng sit down.

The subordinate came over with a wine jar to help Ji Zheng pour wine, but Ji Zheng raised his hand to block it, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "Military affairs are in the body, you can't drink it." ”

Hengcheng doesn't fight, where is there any military affairs?

Zhao Deshan's expression froze for a moment, and then he snatched the wine jar from the good stream, stood up, personally helped Ji Zhen pour the wine, and kept persuading in his mouth: "Just one bowl, I know that the deputy marshal has a lot, and it's okay to drink only one bowl." ”

He worked hard, holding a posture of not giving up until he reached his goal.

Ji Zheng withdrew his hand and let him pour the bowl of wine.

The wine was full, Zhao Deshan's face was full of smiles, he put three bowls for himself, and filled them in turn: "I was confused before, and I offended the deputy marshal a lot, and I hope that the deputy marshal has a lot, don't worry about me!" ”

He was confused, and he wanted to reveal what happened two years ago.

"I punished myself with three cups, which is regarded as making amends for the deputy marshal!"

Zhao Deshan said and picked up a bowl of wine and hurriedly poured it, Ji Zheng sat there upright, indifferent after listening to his words, and didn't look at him.

The bowl of wine came to his lips, but was stopped by Zhang Xu.

Zhao Deshan couldn't wait to finish drinking and skip this topic, but when he was stopped like this, he unconsciously became a little anxious: "I apologized to the deputy marshal, what are you stopping me for?" ”

His tone was not good, but Zhang Xu smiled toothily, with a simple face: "Commander Zhao, don't worry, my brothers are taken care of by you, and I, as the battalion commander, have to thank you in person." ”

Zhao Deshan used to be Ji Zheng's guard, but he didn't expect him to be the battalion commander, his hand shook, and he forcibly pulled out a smile: "It turned out to be Camp Commander Zhang." ”

The position of the battalion commander is not low, and he should get acquainted with each other, Zhao Deshan wanted to put down the bowl and talk well, but his wrist was grabbed by Zhang Xu and he couldn't move, and it was not easy to attack, so he could only say with this gesture: "Brothers protect the family and defend the country, even if there is no order from above, Zhao Mou must do his best to be a landlord." ”

Zhao Deshan pretended to be generous and said, Zhang Xu still didn't let go, and thanked him heartlessly: "Commander Zhao is polite." ”

Zhao Deshan was about to climb up with the rod, and continued to say some nice polite words, but he saw Zhang Xu smile, and his eyes were sharp: "I just heard Commander Zhao say that he used to have some festivals with our deputy marshal, and our deputy marshal is the most kind and has never had a grudge with others, so the commander might as well take advantage of today to talk about the original incident and see if there is any misunderstanding here?" ”

“……”？？？

Zhao Deshan's big head was full of doubts, did the battalion commander just put the two traits of being kind and not grudging with others on Ji Zheng, a son of bitch?

Zhao Deshan didn't have to wonder for long, there was a stabbing pain from the wrist bone, and Zhang Xu used his strength in his hands.

Zhao Deshan almost couldn't hold the bowl, and hurriedly spoke: "It's not a big deal, it's all over, it's over, it's ...... over"

He wanted to fool the past like this, and when Zhang Xu saw his reaction, he knew that there was something greasy in it.

As a good battalion commander, you must be able to suppress the thorns, and you must be able to protect the generals and commanders!

Zhang Xu let go of Zhao Deshan, stepped on the chair, snatched the bowl of wine in his hand and drank it in one gulp.

Wine is a soldier's favorite burning knife, and after a sip, Zhang Xu squinted his eyes spicily, and held back one word for a while: "Cool!" ”

After finishing the cool, Zhang Xu put the bowl upside down on the table, and raised his chin at Zhao Deshan: "Commander Zhao, say it." ”

What kind of shape can someone who can mix with Ji Zheng have?

After a bowl of wine, Zhang Xu's arrogant gangsterism came out, Ji Zheng sat quite upright, but he didn't mean to restrain Zhang Xu at all, the two sat left and right, making Zhao Deshan have the illusion of being interrogated by someone holding his head.

This dodge can't be hidden, but the left and right are just dead, Zhao Deshan stopped struggling, his eyebrows drooped, and he began to explain.

"Deputy marshal, you also know the situation two years ago, it is a fact that you turned the window of the girl in Qiao's house in the middle of the night, and it is a fact that that person was bullied and cried, and you don't know how much Qiao Hansheng doted on his sister, he asked people to tie you up to the commander's mansion, and threatened to seek justice at the expense of all his family wealth, his attitude was so tough, I was really helpless at that time."

The more Zhao Deshan spoke, the lower his voice became, and Zhang Xu was refreshed when he heard it, and his eyes were about to light up.

What's the situation, the deputy marshal like the king of Yama in his family, crawled through the window of the little girl who was very smart, and bullied people and cried?

With the skill and physique of the deputy marshal, that little girl has to lose half her life?

Zhang Xu's gossip soul burned, and he couldn't care about Ji Zheng's presence for a while, so he couldn't wait to ask: "So what?" The deputy marshal really slept with people? ”