Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

On the carriage on the way back to the house, I opened the corner of the curtain and watched Xiao Yu'er with her hands in her sleeves, walking quickly beside the carriage of my princess's house.

After the whole day, I didn't see anything inappropriate about her, and she acted properly everywhere, which made me feel a little relieved.

Today, I don't really need her to accompany me into the palace, but I have a mind, and I want her to show her face in front of my uncle.

After a while, Yunhui took her back and took her as a concubine.

If at that time, some troubles were really caused because of Xiao Yuer's prostitute status, my uncle can still testify that Xiao Yuer is indeed my maid.

But the other thought of bringing her out today is to let her practice and experience, so as not to do something embarrassing by Yun Hui's side in the future, so as to attract laughter.

Just now I let her get into the carriage with me, but Xiao Yu'er lowered her body, saying that she doesn't dare to ride with me, she just wants to go with me.

Being so courteous also made me feel a little more fond of her.

In front of the Princess Mansion, when I got off the carriage, I met Fu Sheng who was about to leave the mansion.

He was dressed in plain silver-gray attire, with a long sword at his side, and nodded when he saw me.

Seeing him dressed like this, I asked casually, "You are holding the sword, where are you going?"

Fu Sheng said indifferently, "Go to the Sun Mansion and compete swords with Mr. Sun."

I just smiled when I heard it, "Competing swords with Mr. Sun?"

Fusheng nodded and replied, "Yes."

I know Fu Sheng's good kung fu, but although Sun Mingyang is a military general, it's normal to know some kung fu, but on the battlefield, killing and making decisions is very different from Fu Sheng's usual way of practicing martial arts.

The kung fu of the two of them in these two ways, I don't know how to compare.

But I didn't stop me, I just smiled and said to Fu Sheng, "Be careful, don't be hurt by Lord Sun,"

I said this as a joke, but Fu Sheng nodded solemnly, "I will be careful."

Then, as if rushing the time, he bowed first and resigned, and left the house.

I looked at the back of Fusheng riding away on a horse, and asked Ling Xiudao who was standing beside him, "Do you know who is more powerful, Mr. Sun or Fusheng?"

Ling Xiu thought about it for a moment, and then replied somewhat uncertainly, "It should be that he is not close. After all, Mr. Sun was a general and led the army for many years, so it should not be the same. But as far as my subordinates know, in this capital, the same generation But only Young Master Helian can compare with Guanfu Fu."

Hearing that Heliansi was mentioned in Ling Xiu's words, I just remembered that I haven't seen him for a long time.

For the past two years, he has been guarding the border on behalf of his father, and it has been several years now, but he has never heard his uncle mention that he should be called back to Kyoto.

He Liansi is a loyal person, and has a good ability, now there is no battle, so sending him to stay at the border all year, but it is a bit overkill.

But there is no other way, because when I was my grandfather, Emperor Shengdezu, I gradually put more emphasis on literature than martial arts.

Moreover, after my uncle ascended the throne, because my uncle was also good at literature, the culture of the country became stronger, but there were fewer and fewer capable generals.

Everyone only knows that learning essays to gain fame, being an official and the people, and being able to honor their ancestors.

However, those who practice martial arts can only do some lowly earning a living, relying on a handful of strength to live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife.

So the number of people who practice martial arts is gradually decreasing.

The military generals in the court are even worse every year, the old generals are getting old, and there are no new generals.

But thinking of this, I suddenly