Chapter 406

Hou Ye was stunned by what he said at the beginning of summer. He chewed it carefully and felt that what he said seemed reasonable.

"Has the emperor decided where to bury Princess Yirou?" In early summer, he asked the thoughtful marquis.

"Not yet. My father has advised him to send his body to the ice cellar of Dali temple for preservation. At the moment, Duke Li should have sent someone to send it." Although the Marquis was convinced by the beginning of summer that it was a little strange, so what?

The people's hearts are complicated and contradictory. The emperor is also a body of flesh and blood, which is human nature.

At the beginning of summer, she nodded, and there was no need to ask again. Let's see where the emperor will bury her in the end.

Other people may think that the emperor attaches great importance to love, but in early summer, after listening to Xiao mubai's explanation in the carriage in the morning, they always feel that there is a trace of strangeness in their mind, but they can't figure it out.

Now, although I know the strange place, I don't know why.

Forget it, let's go step by step and solve the things in front of our eyes first

At the beginning of summer, I immediately got up and gave a farewell gift to the Marquis who was still eating: "I'll go to General Zhao's house to see my grandfather. My father, take your time."

When the Marquis saw that he had finished in early summer, he left without any souvenir. He didn't know to accompany me to finish the meal. At least he finished it and scolded his back: "Hey, you little rabbit."

At the beginning of summer, he scattered a string of laughter, waved his back to him and left the hall.

When he took Su Qian'an to General Zhao's house, he was already in the corner. Zhao Xingwen was quite surprised at the beginning of summer and joked at him: "are you pinching some to come here for dinner?"

At the beginning of summer, he hissed, "are the cooks here comparable to me?"

Zhao Xingwen turned his eyes and rubbed his hands with a sly smile: "if you don't show your hand, I haven't eaten for many days."

Early summer pick eyebrow: "want to eat?"

Zhao Xing's text is casually mentioned. Listening to his tone, he really has a play. He can't help nodding frequently and looks like a saliva flowing out.

At the beginning of the summer, I had not seen my grandfather for a long time, nor did I do my filial piety. In addition, this meal was practiced for Su Qian'an, so I raised my chin and said to him, "that doesn't lead the way."

Zhao Xingwen was afraid that he would repent, so he took him and said, "the little marquis is is walking here. Brother, I'll take you there myself."

At the beginning of summer, he laughed and scolded: "your virtue is flattering and greedy."

Although Zhao Xingwen didn't understand what he meant, he didn't want to say anything good. He hummed twice and pretended not to hear him. He didn't say until he got to the dining room: "I'll pick up Wen Shu so that she can taste your craft."

At the beginning of summer, he gave him a backhand: "forget it this time. You sent all the people in the dining room and took Qian'an to the side to tell him about the rules in Hanyang military camp."

Zhao Xingwen turned and looked at Su Qian'an. Just then he turned to the beginning of summer and said, "this is your purpose today. I said to run well and pay attention to nothing."

As soon as Zhao Xingwen's voice fell, he raised a kitchen knife in front of him. At the beginning of summer, he approached the blade two inches forward: "are you going or not?"

Zhao Xingwen smiled twice and stepped back.

"Go, go..." then he gently pushed away the kitchen knife and jumped behind Su Qian'an. He happened to see the spike on his knife, and then joked: "Oh, this is the spike you've been looking for in the pile of dead people for a long time?"

Zhao Xingwen's voice was just falling again. Su Qian'an's Sabre was horizontal again in front of him. Su Qian'an also approached the blade two inches forward. Although he didn't open his mouth, his eyes looked like you were continuing to say.

Zhao Xingwen smiled twice again, then stepped back two steps and put his finger on the back of the knife: "don't say it, don't say it, I'll take you to the hospital and tell you what's going on in the army."

Su Qian'an took the knife back to the scabbard and finished it at one go. It was crisp and smooth.

Zhao Xingwen "tut" twice: "yes, I'm good at kung fu..."

At the beginning of the summer, looking at the back of the two of them leaving, he felt a headache. He asked his cousin to hang out with Bingwen. When he returned to the army next year, he was uncertain what he would look like. Bingwen didn't learn anything about his intelligence, but he learned a lot.

When I first saw the military camp at the beginning of the year, it was still a solemn and heroic General Zhao. Look at his back now

At the beginning of summer, the hand holding the forehead moved down slightly. I didn't see it. I didn't see it

When he finished the meal, he recruited the servant girls to take them to the hall one by one. Zhao Xingwen also went to the study and invited old general Zhao out.

It was the first time I came to General Zhao's house in early summer. As soon as I entered the hall, I was surrounded by a group of ladies, including Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao and an aunt Zhao.

Several ladies just listened to Zhao Xingwen's introduction, and now they are holding hands on him, touching their faces and pinching their hands, praising the good fortune of the marquis. There is such a Shuiling young master.

Old lady Zhao pulled her face: "the water spirit of Yunyi is not inherited from Lansheng."

The two ladies were stunned. It should be that they held up Zhao Lansheng, their mother who died in early summer, and Haosheng boasted. Old lady Zhao loosened her face and looked into her eyes in early summer.

At the beginning of summer, he cried bitterly in his heart. If Grandpa couldn't come out and saw what grandma was said, what should he do if he cried out.

Just when he was laughing and miserable, General Zhao finally came out. At the beginning of summer, he was happy and said to him, "I'll meet Grandpa."

Mrs. Zhao nodded: "go, good boy."

At the beginning of the summer, relieved, he set aside the two ladies and walked towards General Zhao.

Old general Zhao was stunned when he saw him coming from the crowd. He didn't come back until he came in front of him and called "Grandpa" sweetly. He put away the corner of his mouth, which he didn't know when to open, and said solemnly, "you remember my grandpa."

At the beginning of summer, he took his arm and coquetted: "it's Yun Yi's fault. There are too many things in recent days and he came late."

General Zhao turned his head and said, "if you're late, I'm already on my way back to Hanyang."

"Grandpa, Yunyi knows he's wrong, so don't waste your time on getting angry." At the beginning of summer, he leaned his head against his arm, but his eyes glanced at Zhao Xingwen and winked at him desperately.

Now Zhao Xingwen has more chicken thieves. He points to himself and looks like you owe me a favor.

Early summer bit his teeth and nodded slightly.

Zhao Xingwen then came forward and took the other arm of General Zhao: "Grandpa, this table is cooked by my cousin. I personally honor you. Don't be angry with him. Grandma and mother haven't tasted my cousin's craft yet. It's not delicious when it's cold..."