Shu Ange stopped He's words with a smile, and then beat his fist on the shoulder and said, "Aunt He came to the General's Mansion, what are you doing?" ”

She yawned and asked, apparently chasing away.

Aunt He's expression was sneering, and she looked at Zhou Zhu with a look of grievance: "General, the concubine came here this time to ask you to arrange a place for my nephew He Shihe." Shi and this child, who was admitted to Xiucai at a young age, is intelligent and knowledgeable, and has a transparent temperament, and he plans to hone his temperament in the southwest and then take the exam. ”

Tuesday Zhu had a very good impression of the literati, and when he heard that He Shiji was a talent, he immediately felt sorry for his talent: "This is the case, don't worry, let him be under the pillar of the outer courtyard, and he can also give guidance to relight their knowledge in his spare time." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned his face and asked Song, "What do you think of the lady?" ”

"But with the husband's arrangement, if he is really talented, he can also set an example for everyone."

When Shu Ange heard this name, he immediately thought of Cheng Lin'er.

Her biggest enemy in her last life, "ex-husband", came to the southwest, and I don't know how she will retaliate.

If Cheng Lin'er still dares to beat her idea, don't blame her for being rude.

"My father and mother are really good people, according to my daughter, I know people and faces, but I don't know my heart. Let that He Gongzi live in the outer courtyard first, and if he is of bad character, he will be driven away directly. ”

Shu Ange's words were very polite, He Shi's face turned red and white, and he defended: "My nephew is a talented man, and he will never do anything misbehaving." ”

This matter is settled, and Shu Ange is not very relieved.

Compared with He Shi and this stranger who can't be beaten with eight poles, Shu Ange's biggest concern at the moment is how to mix into the army openly.

It didn't work out of her father's route, so she had to think of another idea.

Out of the flower hall, Shu Ange quietly changed his clothes as a servant, and after dressing up in front of the mirror, he went to the front yard.

When it was time for Ding Mao and them to learn the art of war, Shu Ange disguised himself as a small servant and slipped into the lecture hall.

The first time she slipped into the lecture hall, Ding Mao sat in the front row, listening intently, and didn't notice her until the end of the day.

When she came back then, she found Ding Mao sitting at the back, glancing out from time to time.

The military advisor talked on the stage about how to cross the river to fight, and the eyes of the students below lit up when they listened, as if they were the soldiers who took a pontoon bridge to attack in the middle of the night.

Ding Mao moved out half of the bench and quietly hooked his finger at Shu Ange.

She bent her waist, ran to Ding Mao's side, and sat down next to the bench.

The familiar aroma penetrated into his nose, and Ding Mao was slightly red behind his ears, trying to restrain his urge to peek at the people around him.

"Wei sent more than 200,000 soldiers and horses to the imperial court and prefectures and counties, and Wu general Zhu Yi only had more than 30,000 people in his hands, but he wanted to hold Anfeng. Seeing that the Wu army was losing and retreating, General Zhu came up with a surprise attack plan! ”

The military allusion to marching and fighting is as fascinating as a storytelling.

Even Shu Ange, an old oilman, listened to it with relish.

When Lin Chongguang was distracted and lazy, he saw that there was an extra little guy in the lecture hall, thinking that he was a small soldier who was temporarily received by General Zhou at an early age, and he didn't take it seriously.

He didn't associate the clever and delicate little guy in front of him with the eccentric and beautiful Shu Ange at all.

After listening to the class, the teenagers gathered together, enthusiastically exchanged the experience just now, took the sand table they made, and tried to simulate the situation they might encounter on the battlefield.

If it were in the past, Ding Mao would definitely participate enthusiastically.

With Shu Ange by his side today, he was always a little restless and difficult to concentrate.

"Come with me."

Shu Ange tugged on Ding Mao's sleeve and motioned for the other party to go out with him.

He nodded and walked in the direction of the door, Lin Chongguang had a good relationship with Ding Mao, and when he saw him leave suddenly, he couldn't help asking: "Ding Mao, are you leaving so soon?" ”

"I have something to do, go out first, and you can practice slowly."

"Alright, let's go to the horse race together tomorrow, and I must beat you this time."

The friendship of the young man is always accompanied by a bloody collision.

Out of the lecture hall, Shu Ange turned around and took Ding Mao to a hidden shadow wall.

If it's summer, the roses here are blooming, and it's very beautiful and dazzling.

Although the winter is depressed, the scenery is quite good when viewed from the shadowy holes.

"Here you go."

Shu Ange took out a hand-copied military book from his sleeve, and his big round eyes were full of smiles.

"You copied the war book for me again...... Anle, you have treated me so well. ”

Ding Mao's heart was infinitely moved, and he took the military book with the fragrance of ink, and rubbed the beautiful font on the paper.

"What kind of friendship are we in, it's just a military book. Daddy specially praised you in front of me and my mother, saying that you have made rapid progress, not only good at martial arts, but also fast in reading and literacy. ”

Ding Mao cautiously received the soldier's book in his arms, scratched his head and said, "I'm not as smart as you, and my learning is very average." ”

"You are already very good, you have to learn so many things, Daddy said, you will be on the battlefield in the future, and you will definitely become a big hero."

Shu Ange gave Ding Mao a thumbs up, and he nodded heavily: "I will work hard to become a big hero in the future and make contributions like Uncle Zhou." ”

The two said a few words, and Shu Ange then brought the topic to He Shiji: "In two days, a Xiucai named He Shiji will be moved from the outer courtyard." He is Cheng Lin'er's cousin, this person is not simple, you have to pay more attention. ”

Ding Mao had a different mind about Shu Ange, so he almost took her words as a holy decree, and immediately asked, "Has he ever offended you?" ”

"You, you, you're so careful, I haven't seen him yet, so how can I be guilty. It's just that Aunt He has too many eyes, and her nephew doesn't think it will be a fuel-efficient lamp to touch. ”

"I'll keep an eye out, if he has any unusual behavior, I'll tell you in time."

After Ding Mao finished speaking, seeing that Shu Ange was about to leave, he hesitated again and again, and finally struggled to take out a hosta wrapped tightly in red cloth from his arms.

"Yes, yes, Anle...... The last time I went to the street, I saw a hairpin that suited you very well, and I bought it back and gave it to you. ”

When Ding Mao spoke, there seemed to be countless gongs and drums beating in his ears, and he didn't dare to glance at Shu Ange with a pair of eyes, for fear that she would reject her.

He trembled his hands and handed the red cloth bag to Shu Ange.

"Hairpins? Thank you. ”

Shu Ange saw Ding Mao's nervousness, and was reluctant to tease him, so he directly took the tight red cloth bag.

Ding Mao wanted her to open it in person, but she was afraid that she would open it in person, and in a cranky thought, she had already taken out the hosta.

"Very beautiful hairpin, how do you know I like plum blossoms?"

Shu Ange took the hairpin and gestured it on the sideburns, Ding Mao blushed even more: "It's good if you like it, the hairpin is not expensive, the jade quality is not very good, and when I have money in the future, I will buy you more expensive." ”

said that it was not expensive, and this hairpin had to be bought for more than a dozen taels of silver.

It's just that in Ding Mao's heart, Shu Ange is worthy of wearing a hairpin made of a thousand taels of gold.