Chapter 22 Return to Beijing Gift
Jiang Wanhe said that he would not take the initiative to provoke, but Shen Weiyue had a particularly relaxed life. Every day, he asked his slave to take Xiaobao to Ruixing Pavilion to play, and then have someone pick him up in the afternoon.

The people in the mansion couldn't figure out what the eldest lady meant. Is there any eldest lady in the world who could be so magnanimous and let the children in the outer room come and go at will?

Even Yin Xin couldn't understand why the lady treated them so kindly.

The young lady would reply to her every time, "It's better to let them dazzle in front of your eyes than to have them go crazy in the dark."

Yin Xin still didn't understand, and she just hoped that these rumors would not spread out of the house, and that the easily excited second young master would not know about it.

On the third day, Jiang Wanhe recovered from the cold by [-]%, and Gong Hean was ordered by his mother to go to his cousin's house to express his gratitude.

When Gong Hean found his cousin, he was practicing swordsmanship outside the Zhuli Pavilion.

The cousin has a strong figure and sword-like eyebrows. He no longer looks like the elegant white-clothed minister ten years ago. At this moment, he exudes the cold aura that an adult man should have.

"Cousin, want one?"

The moment Gong Hean saw Gong Jingchen, the unhappiness of returning to Yuanli for more than ten days disappeared. At this moment, he just wanted to have a good fight with his cousin!
"Come!"

Gong Jingchen raised his sword and picked up the spear on the weapon stand, and readily accepted the challenge.

"Excuse me for being rude, little brother!"

"Cousin, watch the move!"

Gong Hean hadn't touched a spear for several days, so he felt a little unfamiliar. He raised the spear and aimed it at his cousin's proud facade!
Gong Jingchen's swordsmanship is superb, and he was taught by the "No. [-] Sword Immortal in the World". It is difficult for ordinary people to get close to him.

As for Miyaga Anna's tricks on cats and dogs, you only need to use your hands to defeat each of them!
'boom! After a few moves, the spear in Gong Hean's hand was thrown away by his sword.

It was still the same as before, he could never beat his cousin, and it was the same in other things.

Gong He raised his hands in surrender, "Cousin, I lost!"

The hand holding the sword in Gong Jingchen's right hand trembled slightly. He put down the sword and called Nan Feng, who was waiting at the side, "Look for the doctor to give me some medicine."

Nanfeng and Nanxing are twins who were brought back by Gong Jingchen's father during the war, but Nanxing was given to Gong Hean since he was a child.

The two look very similar. If Nanfeng hadn't been accustomed to wearing white clothes, he and Nanxing would have been almost indistinguishable standing together.

Xia Zhong, the doctor of the government, had been standing behind Qingming for a long time. When he heard his elders calling, he immediately walked out with the medicine box.

Gong Hean couldn't help but be surprised. How dare he practice martial arts before his injury has fully recovered?
"Cousin, I came here today to thank my cousin for helping me the day before yesterday. Otherwise, my bitch would probably kill himself."

Gong Jingchen’s eyebrows deepened.

He took off his shirt, and Xia Zhong tore off the medical patch, revealing a nearly three-inch long incision on his skin.

My cousin's wound is so deep!
The edge of the knife looked like a blunt knife stabbing horizontally, and the position was on the left side of the chest. If the blade hadn't been a little off, it would have affected the heart and there was no cure!
"Nothing, just a little effort." Gong Jingchen groaned, frowning and waiting for Xia Zhong to finish taking the medicine.

Xia Zhong was applying medicine on his hands, and he was scolding Gong Jingchen in his mind for not treating his body as a body. What if General Feng Su knew that his family returned to Beijing to recuperate?

Don't smash his medicine shop and flatten it first!
Anyway, he knew how much he was talking about, so he didn't waste any time after applying the medicine, and left stroking his beard.

On the way out of the house, he secretly scolded him that the adults should just play and play offline. At worst, he would stab him again!

Nanfeng prepared boiling water to make tea in the Zhuli Pavilion, and waited for the two gentlemen to come in and sit down.

Gong Jingchen entered the room, washed her hands, sat down at the coffee table and spoke.

"When will you return to Shonan County?"

"After about a week, I'll wait for my younger brother to collect ten thousand grains, and then I'll hit the horse and set off."

"Has the governor of Xiangnan County misappropriated salt and grain to this extent? Do you still need you, the nominal prince, to bring the grain?"

"No, even though I have a great reputation as Ding'an Marquis, I am just a nominal Marquis. I have tens of thousands of people under my command. How can I compare myself with him and go back empty-handed?"

"With so many mouths open to eat, I can't ignore it, right?"

Gong Jingchen said, "When I first arrived at the border of Xiangnan County, I was ambushed halfway before entering the city. I was seriously injured and returned to the capital. I can only postpone my inspection of Xiangnan County. You can bear with me for a while."

"Only by being indifferent can you be alone. You can't be tolerant, and you can't get angry." "However, cousin, don't underestimate that Commander Wu. He is the 'Little Nan King' in the mouth of the southern people, and the 'poisonous nail' in the eyes of the Holy Lord." , my little brother, I was whipped frequently under his command!"

"I don't know how bold the emperor is when he declares himself king. Return to Xiangnan Pass and help me pay attention to his every move. If there is an accident, you can evacuate quickly."

"You don't need to tell me that my cousin knows it, just wait until I believe it!"

Gong Jingchen put down the tea cup and called Minglang, "Minglang, take out the gifts I brought back and ask He An to give them to me one by one."

"And there are gifts? Could it be the money that my little brother is so worried that he can't sleep?"

"I don't have any money. I have enough sticks. Do you want one?"

"No, no, I am the only one in my family. Who will take over if I fall?"

"That's it, cousin, I'm leaving first!"

Gong Hean held four boxes and was about to leave, but was stopped by his cousin.

"The blue box belongs to the female family. My cousin always says that I don't think about her and I don't reply to her. Please help me give it to her."

Gong Hean looked over and saw two blue boxes in his hands. He knew without even thinking that one of them belonged to his wife Jiang Wanhe.

"Okay, I'll leave first, I have to go back in time for lunch!"

"Ming Lang, send He An out of the house."

After Ming Lang sent the eldest young master of the Gong family away, he returned to Zhulixuan and saw four maids kneeling in the yard. His heart tightened and he immediately went into the house to plead guilty.

"Where did they come from?"

Nanfeng went to prepare lunch, and when he came back he brought three maids in uniform clothes. Unexpectedly, before the maids could bring the dishes to the table, their master stopped eating!

When several maids saw the majestic Jiedushi Master for the first time, they naturally thought that they had offended the master's family.

So I invited myself to kneel down in a row in the courtyard.

"Go back to the master, the eldest lady sent it here. She said that she picked a few smart ones and put them in the house. The wounds will heal quickly when the master sees them."

Gong Jingchen asked, "When did she come? Why didn't she report it?"

Ming Lang lowered his head. The master just arrived at the house last night. He was so busy coming in and out, so naturally he forgot!

"Three days ago, the eldest lady came here to clean up the house on the order of Mrs. Fu. Ming Lang couldn't refuse, so she brought the eldest lady into the house."

Gong Jingchen's face turned black, and every time he heard about the eldest lady, his eyebrows darkened!
Ming Lang knelt on the ground and dared not speak!
At this time, Nanfeng stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fu must be worried about the master's happy event, so she caused this trouble. Nanfeng sent them out of the house immediately."

"Master, punish Mingming. It's Mingming's fault."

"How could the people sent by Mrs. Fu be chased away so easily? They will stay in the house for now. You are not allowed to enter the Zhuli Pavilion without my permission."

Nanfeng rolled his eyes inwardly. His master was as protective as jade. When had he ever promised a woman to get close to him?
"Mingming, but what else are you hiding from me?"

"None! Minglang, don't dare!" Minglang was extremely nervous.

Gong Jingchen waved his hand to let them out, sparing Mingming this time.

The door was closed, and the smell of rouge and vulgar powder was isolated, and Gong Jingchen's irritability gradually disappeared.

He took out an old tea bag from his waist.

Just by looking at the condition of the tea bag, you can tell that the gadget has been around for a long time. If it hadn't been for the owner's careful care, it would have become tattered long ago.

Even though the tea foam in the tea bag has lost its fragrance, Gong Jingchen still carries it with her every day.

Thinking of the origin of the tea bags, he looked like a garbage collector.

Because the previous owner of the tea bag lost it and picked it up himself.

Unconsciously, I recalled the past owners of the tea bags.
(End of this chapter)

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