Chapter 96: Invitations

Cang Luochen didn't expect this invitation to come so quickly.

As soon as the front foot finished speaking, it was sent here.

I took the invitation and looked at it, it was indeed from the Eldest Princess's Mansion.

Cang Luochen thought for a while and asked Li Zhong: "What is the relationship between the queen and the eldest princess?" ”

Li Zhong didn't have to think about it and replied: "The queen mother seems to be bent on Buddha rarely showing up in recent years, and the eldest princess is also a person who believes in Buddhism, so she is quite close to the two. ”

The officials of the General's Mansion of Zhenguo need to take care of not only a mansion, but also to see and remember all the big and small things in the capital's wealthy and powerful families.

Cang Luochen nodded noncommittally and didn't ask anything else, but suddenly changed the topic and said, "Did the two children of Xiulin Xiuyi invite a riding and archery master?" ”

"Back to the eldest prince, I've been invited, but ...... The two sons are too lively, and they have already changed four masters. Li Zhong said euphemistically.

"It's normal for boys to be naughty, although they don't have to be restricted, but they still need to be polite." Cang Luochen said and stood up: "You go and take those two children to the True Martial Arts Hall." ”

Zhenwutang is the place where Cangwensheng practiced martial arts in the general's mansion in the past, and when he was a child, Cang Luochen was often held by Mrs. Cang on his lap to watch Cangwensheng practice martial arts.

That was also the deepest impression that Cang Luochen had on Cang Wensheng in his childhood.

Ten years later, back here, everything is still exactly the same as I remember.

The chair where Mrs. Cang often sat under the eaves of the corridor, as well as the originally shiny swords and guns on the weapon rack, although they were still in place at this time, could not help but add some vicissitudes of time.

Next door to the True Martial Arts Hall is where the Fuzhong Guards practice on weekdays, and at this moment you can still hear the shouts in the martial arts training ground.

This voice Cang Luochen has been too familiar with it for ten years, and when he heard it again in the distant capital, he suddenly seemed to be back in the army.

Walking through the corridor, Cang Luochen came to the martial arts training ground alone, and the strong-chested man with the title of the book was wrestling shirtless.

She stepped forward slowly, and no one thought of her arrival until a man knocked out the opponent with a clean back fall, and Cang Luochen couldn't help but laugh and shouted: "Okay! ”

When she said this, several men in the martial arts training ground were stunned for a moment before they reacted, it was their eldest son who came.

The one who entered the battlefield at the age of five, made countless achievements at the border pass in ten years, and jumped from a low-ranking soldier to the eldest son of General Sipin Zhenwei at the age of fifteen.

Several people hurriedly got up, knelt down on one knee and saluted: "My subordinates have seen the eldest prince!" ”

Facing these men, Cang Luochen was kinder than those beautiful flowers in the backyard, she smiled lightly, and stood with her hands in her hands: "Get up." ”

A few people stood up, and they were still fighting one by one, but they looked a little cramped at this time.

Cang Luochen looked at the man and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Subordinate Chen Twelve." The man was the first to ask his name when he saw Cang Luochen, and replied excitedly.

"Chen Twelve? Do you have twelve brothers in your family? Cang Luochen asked with a smile.

Chen Twelve scratched his head with an embarrassed face: "No, I'm the only man in my family." ”

Everyone saw that Cang Luochen's face was kind, and the current few men were all haha-sized, and the man who had just wrestled with Chen Twelve hurriedly said: "Big boy, early in the morning when Chen Twelve's father gave him his life, this kid let out twelve farts in a row, one louder than the other, one stinkier than the other, and his father counted exactly twelve, so he named him Chen Twelve!" ”