The first Duke of Weiguo is one of the eight founding feats of following Taizu to fight the world, and now there are only two of the eight great princes left because of the absence of a queen or because of the title, and the Duke of Weiguo Mansion is one of them.

Although the Han family army in charge of the Weiguo Mansion was famous and had made countless military exploits, although the Han family handed over the military power due to the injury of the Weiguo Gong in the early years, the influence of the Han family in the army should not be underestimated.

Emperor Changqing was quite distressed.

At the beginning, Wei Guogong was injured in the wrist and could no longer hold a gun, and when he withdrew from the army, he was a little happy, but he didn't expect that the Northern Qi barbarians, who were scared by the Han family's army, became more and more bold year by year, and now that the war is together, there is no suitable general available.

"You Aiqing will first solve the matter of the warm clothes of the soldiers in the Northland, as for the suitable coach, I will consider one or two carefully, and if you have a suitable candidate, you can also recommend it to me."

Naturally, the movement of the imperial study was spread quickly, and in the peaceful atmosphere of the approaching new year in Beijing, people's hearts were moved.

Cheng Wei has been called back to the Guogong Mansion since the winter solstice, accustomed to the quiet days in the Xuanqing Temple, thinking that she can not go back until at least the first month, she can't help but have a headache, and takes the medical book and nests in the house from morning to night.

Since Han was counted by Mrs. Duan for not caring enough about her daughter, she has been interested in Cheng Wei, and seeing that she didn't come out all day, she finally couldn't help but come over and say to her: "You're only fifteen, aren't you boring to stay in the house and read books all day?" It's cold outside, but the weather is good, and it's good to wear a little more and go out for a walk. ”

Cheng Wei put the book in his hand, shook his head and said, "Second brother doesn't know what he's busy with lately, and he can't see anyone." There's nothing fun going out. ”

Han Shi glanced at her: "Who said that if you go out, it's good to take a breath in the garden of the house, then I heard that the plum blossoms in the snow forest have bloomed." ”

Listen to the snow forest. Cheng Wei's expression was even lighter, and he covered his face with a handkerchief and said, "I'm not interested." ”

Han Shi wondered: "Don't you like plum blossoms?" ”

Cheng Wei pouted: "I like plum blossoms, but I don't like to listen to the plum blossoms of Xuelin." In particular, the eldest cousin was full of plum fragrance, and now I am even starting to respond to plum blossoms. ”

At the mention of Cheng Yao, Han snorted coldly, pulled Cheng Wei and said, "Wei'er, you haven't heard of it." The vixen began to toss again. ”

Cheng Wei took down the handkerchief, and then he had a bit of a positive color: "What, what did she toss?" ”

Han sneered: "Toss what? It's not a talent to show off her. The soldiers of the Northland are not because the warm clothes are not enough to keep warm. Many of them are sick with frostbite and have suffered defeats? The imperial court is preparing supplies to protect against the cold. Cheng Yao yesterday sent out invitations as the wife of the prince of Weiguo, inviting the ladies and girls from all provinces to listen to the snow forest and enjoy the plum blossoms, and to compose poems and make charitable donations. ”

Speaking of which. Han sneered: "As soon as her post came out." All the provinces in Beijing are praising the righteousness of the prince and wife of the princess of the country. This vixen, where did he come from so many means! ”

"Poetic donation?" Hearing the word "composing poetry", Cheng Wei felt nauseous.

In the past, she hated Cheng Yao, but she had to admit that person was amazing, but since she knew that those poems were plagiarized, she was only disgusted.

"Wei'er?" Han pushed Cheng slightly.

Cheng Wei came back to his senses: "Mother? ”

"I'm asking you, do you want to join in the fun of this plum feast?"

Cheng Wei curled the corners of his lips: "Naturally, I want to go, otherwise I will not get moldy if I nest in the house all day." ”

At the beginning, the second brother said that he would expose Cheng Yao's plagiarism of poetry and leave it to him to deal with. But a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and there is still no movement. I don't know if the second brother forgot about it. It's still arranged.

This plum banquet, even without the help of her second brother, she must tear off the halo of Cheng Yao's "talented girl"!

Cheng Wei's fighting spirit was together, and the medical book suddenly couldn't stand it, so he listened to Han's words, put on a cloak and went out for a walk.

It snowed last night, the snow was not heavy, and it was sprinkled like salt particles, and this morning the treetops and grass were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and as soon as the sun came out, the hoarfrost condensed into droplets of water and fell, and the ground was moistened.

Cheng Wei stomped his feet, wiped the water vapor dry, and walked towards Tingxuelin.

Listening to the snow forest, many plum trees have bloomed, sparse and natural.

Cheng Wei walked around, casually lowered a plum and sniffed lightly, and couldn't help but smile.

It's that she thinks about it, Merlin is so innocent, she can't be angry with it for the sake of someone she hates.

As the plum blossoms deepened, the plum blossoms seemed to be blooming better and better, Cheng Wei sniffed and asked Huan Yan sideways: "Do you smell the aroma of wine?" ”

Huan Yan took a deep breath and nodded: "I smell it, it seems to be coming from over there." ”

Thinking that this was in the Tingxue Forest of the Guogong Mansion, naturally there would be no outsiders, so Cheng Wei said, "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

Wearing flowers and leaves, the dark fragrance is faint, Cheng Wei saw the people under the red plum tree at a glance.

The man was sitting on a stone chair under a tree, holding the jug high in his hand, and was drinking from the spout to his mouth.

"Uncle?" Cheng Wei was a little surprised, motioned for Huan Yan to stand in place, and walked over with his feet raised.

Hearing the movement, Wei Guogong looked up, and when he saw that it was his niece coming over, he hurriedly put the wine jug aside and sat up straight.

It's just that he obviously drank too much, and looked at Cheng Wei's eyes with hazy wine: "It's Wei'er, come and sit." ”

Cheng Wei walked over, sat down on the stone chair, and looked at Wei Guogong carefully.

Wei Guogong laughed.

Xu was a little drunk, and Wei Guogong's smile was wanton: "What is Wei'er doing watching her uncle like this?" ”

Cheng Wei was silent for a moment and asked, "Uncle, do you have something on your mind?" ”

Wei Guogong was stunned and shook his head: "Uncle doesn't have anything on his mind, it's just that he sees that this red plum is blooming well, and he is interested in drinking." It's a pity that Wei'er doesn't know how to drink, otherwise she can have a drink with her uncle. ”

Cheng Wei ignored Wei Guogong's words and said seriously: "Uncle just has something on his mind. The sorrow in your heart has been reflected on your face. If you can't vent your heart anymore, you will get sick. ”

"There is no such thing." Wei Guogong laughed, met his niece's cold and concerned expression, gradually stopped smiling, and asked with a smile, "That Wei'er said, what can uncle worry about?" ”

As the Duke of Weiguo, he will not confide in his niece who has just come of age.

Cheng Wei's mind changed sharply, thinking of the recent situation in the capital, and a flash of inspiration: "Uncle, is he unhappy because of the emperor's election of the commander of the northern land?" ”

Wei Guogong was stunned for a moment, and then his tone was a little more emotional: "Wei'er has really grown up." ”

He subconsciously raised his wrist.

On the wrist, which has been pampered for many years and is white and smooth, a stiff and twisted scar looks more and more hideous.

Cheng Wei's gaze fell on Wei Guogong's raised wrist, and he understood.

It was because of a wrist injury that the uncle could no longer use a gun, so he returned to Beijing gloomily.

She raised her eyes and smiled at Wei Guogong: "Uncle, I may be able to try the old injury on your wrist." (To be continued.) )

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