Rebirth Of A Noble Daughter: The Marquis Manor’s Abandoned Wife

Mo Fei felt so uncomfortable, and she sat down on the ground, also talking to the master about what happened in the past few days.

"Master, don't you always say that the Weiguo Palace is very poor? But why can they prepare so much grain for Shen Dingshan? Those grains, if not to mention, are all worth hundreds of thousands of taels."

"Is it weird?"

The man flipping the book again picked up the jade cup next to the table and took a sip between his lips. His lips were extremely pale, and the touch was warm and cold like water.

"Isn't it strange?"

Mo Fei asked, "Is this weird?"

The man smiled softly, "Do you remember that when we returned to Beijing that year, you had already frozen the ice, who sent the charcoal, who sent the food and clothing?"

"It's them?"

Mo Fei screamed and stood up. It was sent by the Prince Weiguo, saying it was a gift to us, son, you are still thinking, they really didn't give away their ten taels of silver, but they still earned it. Yes, it is the charcoal, the cotton clothes, and the food that prevents him from freezing to death. You must know that before receiving these, he really will freeze into a dog. He is wrapped in a quilt every day. He was about to freeze to death, but the people over there sent them back gifts, and he was alive. At that time, he almost cried out while holding his cotton clothes.

His life was saved by those things.

In this way, it was a matter of course for him to save Shen Dingshan. It should be saved, yes, it should be saved.

"My son, I have something to discuss with you."

Stars began to flash in Mo Fei's eyes.

"Well, go ahead."

The man tilted his side slightly, the curvature of the corners of his lips was very elegant and beautiful.

Seeing that the master was in a good mood, Mo Fei said hurriedly, "Weiguo Gong’s mansion raises two very large dogs, and they are very humane. Let’s not say that, if you give birth to a pup, give I brought one, son, let’s raise it, the dog looks good."

The man's fingers were again stained with a soothing fragrance, and when he turned a page of the book, there was one in the end... almost all of them were inaudible.

Perhaps it is also a little curious, what kind of dogs are they?

Mo Fei was so full of praise for something that hates long hair. Thinking about it, there is something special.

Mo Fei was lying on a table, sleeping soundly, and he couldn't help but scratched his face. He didn't know what he thought of, and he also murmured.

And the man sitting at the table is still sitting there, always linked and never moved, and in the lampshade in front of him, there is not a candle, but a huge night pearl. It was as bright as the day, and the light was extremely soft.

At this time, the night breeze was a bit cold, and there was also some wind from the window, blowing the hair of the man's side face, so soft and so smooth, he opened his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes were like stars and deep. There is a god, bright eyes are good, but it is cold and frosty.

Shen Dingshan won the battle here and already occupied a city in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Such a good news has been reported to the court, but he didn't know that there was a faster secret also flying towards the capital.

With a snap, the emperor threw the memorial in his hands down, "The coach is injured, his life is dying, our army has been burned, and the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers are hanging by a thread."

"How can this battle be fought, and how can the grain and grass be transported?"

The officials below were all chilling. The most anxious were Lord Jun and Lin Shangshu. Both of them were Shen Dingshan's in-laws. Now that Shen Dingshan's accident, they are also anxious.

Wei Pinghou, who had been silent for a long time, was finally resurrected, and he quickly stood up and shouted loudly.

"The emperor, all this is because Shen Dingshan made a mistake with his troops. He killed tens of thousands of soldiers in our army. Please make an order to apprehend Shen Mansion to comfort the spirit of our soldiers in the sky."

Lord Jun really wanted to kick it off, full of nonsense.

He hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on one knee. "The emperor, this is not the time to discuss crimes. You must figure out a way to raise grain and grass."

"Yes, the emperor," Lin Shangshu also stepped forward, "the army is still on the march, so we don't mention the punishment first, we must first figure out a way."

"Lord Jun, Lin Shangshu, you said it so nice," Wei Pinghou sneered, "You know how many roads are from the army, do you know where it is, even if it is to transport grain and grass, it will cost three More than a month, you said those soldiers who are hungry, how can they wait for these three months?"

Wei Pinghou said bitterly, "The emperor, those are the elite soldiers and strong generals of my Da Zhou. If it is really broken there, my Da Zhou is in crisis, and as he said, he also fell back on his feet. If the emperor does not rule the Shen family, how can the people's grievances be quelled? My tens of thousands of soldiers are all in the hands of Shen Dingshan."

King Jun’s mansion gritted his teeth, and couldn’t help tearing Wei Pinghou’s mouth shortly. Marching and fighting, there is no reason for constant victory. Even if it is changed, it is commonplace. How can it be sinned? If this is true for relatives, who would dare to lead this soldier to fight this battle in the future?

Wei Pinghou's small face, one mouthful of crimes, also made the emperor sitting in the upper seat hesitate from time to time.

What does he seem to be thinking, and what is he deciding?

At this moment, the emperor was doing this, so that Lord Jun had a bad premonition in his heart, afraid that he would really want to...

If so, then...

He can only keep Shen Qingrong. After all, Shen Qingrong is now a clan, and Shen Wenhao can also be exonerated. After all, he is a member of the Department of Weapons, he can make a magic weapon, and he cannot be used without the court.

And Shen Qingci is now completely the Shen family, so...

Lin Shangshu's heart was extremely anxious. He really didn't know how to be good. The emperor's temperament had always been arbitrary, and now he couldn't beg for mercy, otherwise, he was afraid that the emperor might actually kill the Shen family.

"Xia Chao!" The emperor stood up directly, and walked out with a flick of his sleeves, but no one dared to speak any more. He was obviously in a bad mood. If he angered the Holy Will, he was afraid that it would be a big deal.

When King Jun and Lin Shangshu were about to leave, they were detained by the guards at the door. The two of them couldn't help feeling tight. It seemed that the emperor was guarding them.

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

A small servant hurried over to find Shen Wenhao. Because Shen Wenhao didn't need to go to court now, he didn't actually have to go to court every day, and he would go to court only when the emperor summoned him.

At this time, he is perfecting the Ba Niu crossbow. The last time it was made day and night, it was not perfect. After the improvement, it will be better in terms of performance and accuracy.

"The son..."

Xiao Si ran in quickly, and even forgot to knock on the door.