In the office room of the Ministry of War of the Capital, Yang Shan, who was drinking tea, listened to his servant coming in and whispered to inform the result of the Dafangshan military exercise. Yang Shan almost fell down the teacup in his hand. However, he was a person who had been several days after several days. He held the cup tightly, but he couldn't control it and said in a word: "I'm bullying me!" It means that the servant lies to him, but after only a moment, Yang Shan sighed helplessly, because of this matter, even if the servant had eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard, he didn't dare to talk to him. = Yang Shan put the teacup on a few days, waved at the servant, signaling him to retreat, but sighed, "It's incredible..."

Yu Qian looked at Yang Shan's reaction. How could he not be able to guess the difference between him who had been the Minister of War for twenty years? But he was in charge of the prime minister's power, so he could not be shocked. So when Yang Shan sat down, he put down his writing and said, "Si Gong, why is this?" Yu Dasima didn't care about his side and asked directly, "Is it the matter of Dafangshan?"

"Yes, Grand Sima might as well guess, what is the result over there?" Yang Shan's reaction was very fast. You should know that in history, he brought Yingzong back from the Oirat side. Even Ding Yi rescued Yingzong back to the Ming Dynasty a year in advance, Yang Shan played a great role. Such figures had come back to their senses in a moment and actually invited Yu Qian to guess the result of the Dafangshan military exercise. "One is that all sixty people in Jin are killed; the other is that although the sixty people in Jin are defeated, most of the soldiers still survive; the other is that the sixty people in Jin are incredible, as if they were help from gods, they actually fought with Shi Biao and were in stalemate. Finally, they shake hands and make peace! Grand Sima guess, what is the possibility?"

Yu Qian listened and smiled slightly and said, "Si Gong thanked me, not what I like." Then he put on the glasses that Ding Yi gave him, lowered his head and continued to read the official documents, as if he hadn't asked about it just now, or that this matter had never been in his mind at all.

Looking at Yu Qian's behavior, Yang Shan smiled and said, "Sima Lu is too much, and he doesn't add any lottery, but he just makes a smile." But he felt in his heart. Don't bet? It's really amazing in the world. Who is the best to bet in the Ming Dynasty? At least Yang Shan believes that it must be Yu Qian.

The number one gambler in the Ming Dynasty. In Yang Shan's mind, even Ding Yi, who had just planned and led the sect last night, was not on the list because Ding Yi had been planning for this for several years. Yang Shan thought that Yu Qian was the number one gambler in the world. As soon as Yu Dasima took action, he was gambled on the national fortune. When the cavalry surrounded the capital, he dared to gamble and not move the capital. When the emperor was taken away by the Oirats, he also bets and established a new king. Moreover, Ding Yi, who was the troublemaker, dared to gamble and took him as his personal disciple! Who dared to gamble in the world than Yu Qian?

However, in the Ministry of War Office, Yang Shan could only be limited to slandering, and smiled. He raised his hand and bowed, "It turns out that there is a master, there must be a disciple. Looking at his disciple, you can tell that his master is! The Grand Sima seems to have a problem with him, and I don't have to be mysterious. Anyway, after a while, the Grand Sima should have received the news. For example, in the Jin side, there were 61 people who were injured or killed. Shi Biao, including Shi Biao, 501 people, 499 people were killed. Shi Biao could not escape, and he was not allowed to escape, and he was also captured and arrested."

Even a calm character like Yu Qian couldn't help but sit up straight and stare at Yang Shan tightly. He had enough time to speak. He had thought that the result of the military performance was unexpected, otherwise Yang Shan would not have been shocked, but he did not expect that it would be like this!

No matter how generous the Grand Sima was, he just kept saying "How is this possible!"

After Yu Qian came to his senses, he shook his head and looked down at his official documents. He said to Yang Shan: "Although there was a report before, there would be injuries during the military exercise, but the casualties were so great. How can this be the reason? This bad disciple is serious and bold. I must call him over and scold him before he leaves Beijing!" After a few breaths, he said to Yang Shan, "No, this matter cannot be set a precedent. I want to impeach him! Mr. Si must not speak for him at that time, and he must teach this kid a lesson..."

After hearing a few words, Yang Shan didn't say anything, but just laughed dryly and said, "The Grand Sima has been too strict. What's wrong with this matter like Jin?" He may not be willing to say this, but Yu Qian said this. Whether he was polite or not, he always had to deal with such a sentence.

Then the Ministry of War rushed in, but also came to report to Yu Qian about the results of the military exercises in Dafangshan. After Yang Shan reported the report, he stepped down. He told Yu Qian that he had something at home and could not discuss military affairs with the Grand Sima, so he stood up to resign. Yu Qian did not stop him because he kept him, just to prevent him from joining the generals and causing some uncontrollable things. At this time, the dust settled, and Yu Qian still held Yang Shan to do what he did?

When there was a business room, Yang Shan whispered, "Pretend, Yu Jie'an, you're too pretending..." But he listened to the direction of the business room, and heard a cheerful long smile, and Yu Qian's voice instructing a certain person in charge, "Don't be afraid of being wrong, just make a correction, who can do it right? Don't put it in your heart..." When did this great Sima, who has always been extremely strict, be so easy to speak? It's obvious that Yu Qian is not interested. This old man doesn't know what kind of happiness is, he is so happy, right? He just suppresses his airs in front of Yang Shan!

Yang Shan couldn't help but spat, and walked away from the Ministry of War, got into the sedan chair, but said to the servant, "Go home and send those Yangzhou thin horses that were originally going to be sent to Shi Biao to the Duke of England's mansion." After the servant took his life, Yang Shan said to Changsui, "Go to Jinyu Hutong."

At this time, although it was winter in the Ding house in Jinyu Hutong, the study was full of spring. Ding Yi, who even saw the name as a taboo on the grassland, tried to bend backwards, patted Wan Zhen'er who was holding him tightly and said, "Okay, okay, sit down and talk well. Sir, know what you want..."

Wan Zhen'er finally stopped crying at this moment, but in front of Ding Yi, he played the girl's little temperament: "No! Nu Nu should not sit down, I will do this... I thought about it day and night, and I finally saw Mr. But I should not separate for a moment!"

Ding Yi was really a little unable to resist. He had countless ways to get Wan Zhen'er away. So what if she had practiced fists and feet? But the problem is that this disciple was intimate with his husband. Ding Yi could not have been a shoulder or a hug, right? And it wouldn't be possible to push it down. In this era, it is important to be a teacher for one day and a father for life. Wan Zhen'er may be very pure. He regards Ding Yi as his father and expresses his longing. If Ding Yi really pushed it down, he would not have such a meaning for a while. How could he do it?

Besides, Ding's current identity is really not a woman. If he wants to grind an iron pestle into a needle, he doesn't have to spend any money. Judging from the extent to which he copied the poems and sang them in brothels, I'm afraid that Ding will express that he has such an idea. Those brothels recommend their pillows, whether they are talented in the curtain, or want to fly to the branches after a night of love with Ding or have a high value: this is where Ding Rongcheng fought! In short, there is no shortage.

Those who walk in the desert say that water is like gold;

Ding Yi is equivalent to a person swimming in this Tamsui River. No matter how thirsty you are, you will never drip like gold, right?

So he thought about it and could only say a little dullly: "Zhen'er, be obedient..."

"Sir, I want to be with you day and night..." Wan Zhen'er murmured in his ear.

Ding couldn't help feeling confused when he thought about it. He was swimming in the Tamsui River. In the winter, he came to a bowl of knives to drive away the cold. It was not? Wan Zhen'er was like a bowl of strong wine. In this winter, Ding Yi felt that he could burn his lips, burn his throat, and drink it with his head raised. He felt a little bit in his heart. He couldn't help but subconsciously tighten the hand that was holding her waist tightly. Even through the heavy clothes, the girl's skin could also teach Ding Yi's hand to feel vitality...

At this time, Fatty Wen's crying voice came from outside the door: "Grandma San, you can't go in! The young master is teaching the disciple!"

"I can't afford to be the title of Uncle Wen." But I heard Xue Ning's voice sounding softly. Like hers, I would never be angry with people. "Just call me a name, the master said, you are an elder." She paused, but said, "I really can't afford to be Uncle Wen's grandma, but the one who can afford it outside the pass will always come back. Did Uncle Wen think that it is natural for the Ming media to marry it; it's just that what was given to me in the palace is fine, and there is always a reason. If my aunt comes back and hears about this, how can Uncle Wen handle himself?"

Fatty Wen smiled bitterly. He naturally knew who Xue Ning was talking about. Except for the Ding General Ding Ruyu, the Ding family, who can afford to say his aunt? Who else can you know about Ding? Don’t say that the matchmaker married him, even Liu Yiyi and Ding Ruyu would ignore him. If he knew that Ding Yi and Wan Zhen'er were inside... the teaching preaching... I am afraid that he would really have to lose his life, but he would not dare to let Xue Ning go in and break Ding Yi's good deeds, so he had to say amused and laughed: "The fat man gritted his teeth and kicked a few times to teach his aunt to calm down..."

"It is good that Uncle Wen is concerned, so I don't have to worry too much. However, I don't think I have to kick it a few times. My aunt and the master grew up together. Judging from me, this temperament is very similar." Xue Ning saluted Fat Man Wen, and before turning around, he said to Fat Man Wen, "It's roughly one knife."

Listening to this, Fatty Wen was like swallowing a fly. He knew that Xue Ning was not talking nonsense. Ding Ruyu's temperament was indeed very close to Ding Yi. Thinking about Ding's man's head with Ma Shun in Fengtian Palace, Fatty Wen touched the double layer of flesh on his chin, and he was in trouble for a moment. Is this going to let Xue Ning in? It's really a problem! (To be continued...)
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