Looking at their frightened looks, they don't look alike.
When General Zhenguo saw Dong Xun, his face turned darker than the black coal, and all the anger in his body burst out in an instant: "You unfilial son, why didn't you come back until now?"
Dong Xun stretched out his hand behind his back and revealed a gift box in his hand: "My father's fiftieth birthday is about to pass. Xun'er thought that his father was used to eating Sanzhen seafood, so he bought some specialties from other places at the snack street. Give it to father.”
After hearing Dong Xun's words, General Zhenguo's expression softened slightly, but this could not stop his raging anger: "You can do these things later. Your mother asked someone to come back to you? Why don't you come back immediately?"
Dong Xun blinked innocently: "I thought nothing happened."
It's nothing, so the imperial edict is nothing
As if he just saw Eunuch Wen standing in the front, he greeted him enthusiastically: "Eunuch Wen, why are you standing here? Father won't let you in for a cup of tea."
After saying this, everyone really wanted to faint.
Isn’t it just to wait for you
Eunuch Wen smiled and opened the imperial edict in his hand: "Seventh Young Master, the Emperor has an edict..."
After Eunuch Wen finished reciting the imperial edict, Eunuch Wen lifted the Seventh Young Master up and handed him the imperial edict himself: "Seventh Young Master, congratulations... the young general in charge."
This Seventh Young Master should not be underestimated. The little bully in the palace was causing mischief in the palace, and no one dared to play with him. However, the relationship between the Seventh Young Master and the little bully was not simple.
Since ancient times, those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. The Seventh Young Master is not someone to be trifled with.
Furthermore, the Emperor had previously intended to marry Princess Qingyang to the Seventh Young Master, but because Princess Qingyang loved Jin Zhuangyuan wholeheartedly and resolutely refused to marry anyone else, the matter was abandoned. The Seventh Young Master deserves this from the Emperor. Take a fancy to him, there must be something special about him.
General Zhenguo and Mrs. Dong breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Eunuch Wen was doing this to Lao Qi, they were no longer angry.
Lao Qi has been promoted to an official position, which is really something worth celebrating.
Some of the other gentlemen and ladies are envious, some are blessing and happy...
Back in his small study, the Seventh Young Master Dong Xun looked at the golden imperial edict on the desk and showed a trace of doubt. Why did the emperor suddenly send him to find Princess Qingyang
He has nothing to do with the disappearance of Princess Qingyang, and he can count the number of times he has met her on two fingers.
To be honest, he had not considered being promoted to an official at all. He had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, spears, and swordsmanship. He also followed his father on several battlefields.
There is an eldest brother who is a concubine and a second brother who is a legitimate child. No matter what, it is not his turn!
"Master, this is the invitation letter from the second prince!"
A boy came over and handed a lacquer-sealed letter to Dong Xun.
Dong Xun opened the envelope and opened the letter with a meaningful smile: "Horse racing at the racecourse on the outskirts of Beijing, a good idea..."
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The sky was getting dark, and a few sparse stars hung in the lonely sky.
The donkey cart gradually approached a dilapidated inn. There were many carriages and horses parked at the entrance of the inn, and there were also many people in the inn.
The inn is located in the wilderness, and the house is not in good repair. It looks like an old house that has not been lived in for hundreds of years.
There are not many rooms in the inn, and it took a long time to deal with the local officers and soldiers stationed at the inn before three people got a room.
The man readily left the room to Ye Xingtong and the woman, saying that he would just stand guard at the door.
After dinner, Ye Xingtong stood up and flew to a dense tree, fingering the swaying branches unconsciously.
The sounds of the guards from several inns in one room were like beating drums.
They had a great time gambling with sieves around an old table.
From time to time, sounds of banging the table and shouting could be heard.
Suddenly, the rustling of the leaves around him became louder, and the atmosphere around him became a little chaotic. Shadows gradually came closer. Ye Xingtong narrowed his eyes and held the green branches tightly in his hands.
Who could it be
A slight breeze blew by, and a few leaves fluttered across the dense forest in the air, only to hear a few painful roars.
The people hiding in the dense forest were shocked and rushed towards the room where Ye Xingtong was with their swords in hand.
Ye Xingtong took a quick look and saw that there were almost twenty more men in black. At first, she was not sure that they were here to deal with her, but now she was sure. She had not offended anyone, so why did they want to kill her? Who could be behind the scenes
The man guarding the door was frightened when he saw so many people rushing towards him. He picked up the stick in front of the door and held it up timidly: "Who are you? As long as I, Old Xu, are here, don't even think about going in and hurting my wife." .”
The boy boiled water in the fire he brought with him, then added some tea powder and tea leaves, and finally poured out the tea when it was almost ready.
He picked up a cup of steaming tea and placed it on the table next to a pale but handsome young man: "Master, please drink tea. This tea was ordered by Madam herself. It is good for your illness."
The boy who had kept his eyes closed finally opened his eyes and glanced at the boy. This look contained thousands of emotions and repeated: "Is it good for me?"
The young man said with some guilt: "Yes, that's what the madam told me. The young master's illness does not last for a day or two. He needs to cultivate himself well."
The young man closed his eyes again, his voice hoarse and charming: "I know, I will drink in a while, you go out first!"
The waiter hesitated for a moment and was about to exit when he suddenly heard an unusual sound outside and asked, "What happened outside?"
The boy looked outside, then turned back in fear, and stammered: "Young... Young... Young Master, there is a killer outside, near our door. Young Master, do we want to escape?"
The young man stood up. Perhaps because he was ill, his face was unusually pale, and he waved his hand: "It has nothing to do with us. You can just guard the door tonight!"
The young man was so frightened that his face turned pale and his lips trembled: "Master, there are killers out there who kill without blinking an eye! The young man doesn't have any martial arts...
The madam is not someone who is easy to mess with, and the third young master is also someone who cannot be messed with. The third young master looks seriously ill, but in fact he is also a capable and decisive person.
At first, he thought that the young master was an easy person to bully. As long as he completed the madam's instructions, he would be able to get the reward she gave him. His father was seriously ill and needed money urgently, otherwise he wouldn't Doing such a sneaky thing, but now... the young master has already discovered it, right
The third young master is not a seriously ill and dull man as the lady said.
Madam may have made a miscalculation this time.
After serving the young master for more than a month, he now understands whether it is too late or not.
(End of chapter)