The hot noodles were served on the table, and the fragrance rose with the fog.

Fu Changjun knocked the end of the chopsticks flat on the wooden table, and then rubbed them hard from beginning to end with a white cloth, then lowered his head and ate the noodles seriously.

The white air became stronger and stronger as his movements, covering his cold face. In the sound of sucking face, footsteps came in a hurry.

Behind Fu Changjun, there were more than a dozen personal soldiers wearing swords. A personal soldier was blocked one meter away and smiled and said, "General Song Lang, just stand here."

Seeing that someone was coming, Fu Changjun finally stopped the chopsticks, lit his chin and said, "Tell me."

Master Song San looked at his son, feeling confused and uneasy, not knowing what to say. The man lying in the middle of the yard was sobbing and began to accuse him.

"I have said everything this general and this official have to say. I am also using money to do things, not having a grudge against anyone. I dare to swear that nothing I say is not an editor, but someone else told me to say this! But I don't know who that person is. I am just a little person."

"These news is half true and half false... Some of them are indeed heard from the Song family servants. I think it is true, so I dare to talk to others outside. It is not deliberately trying to injustice anyone."

The two of the Song family looked pale and hurriedly denied: "Impossible! General Fu, this person is definitely not a member of my Song family!"

"Song San is my niece, and Mrs. Song is my eldest sister-in-law. Although I am busy with official duties on weekdays, I don't care enough about Sanniang, but I don't want to harm her like this. What's more, this is not the reputation of Sanniang and my eldest sister-in-law. What's wrong with it is clearly the reputation of my Song family!"

Master Song San swallowed, stretched out his trembling hand and waved it in the air, trying to clear the relationship.

"It must be because someone has a grudge against my Song family. I want the Song family to make evil with the general, so I am so arrogant outside. Please give a clear understanding of the general! Never misunderstand us and call it a villain's heart!"

Fu Changjun continued to lower his head to eat noodles. The personal soldiers around him came out and pulled out a roll of paper from his chest. The paper was painted, and different people whispered at different places. Several sheets of paper were similar.

Although the scene is sketchy, the key details are very good. If you want to conduct a deep investigation, you can completely tell who is behind it.

The soldiers looked at Mr. Song San and then put it away immediately.

Fu Changjun smiled and said, "You are in the Jinwu Guard. I wonder if you don't know enough about me, Jinwu Guard, or you don't know enough about your Song family servants."

The muscles on Mr. Song San's face twitched because of tension, but he did not dare to reach out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. He only argued: "What happened today is definitely not what my Song family does! This person has nothing to do with my Song family!"

"Huh?" Fu Changjun said, "That's the past?"

Mr. Song San said in his heart for a long time, and had secretly criticized his wife and mother for thousands of times, and said carefully: "When I go back, I will definitely discipline the servants in the mansion! All those foolish slaves will be expelled from the house. Let the general be satisfied!"

Fu Changjun smiled and said, "It's hard to do slaves. No matter what happens, it's all the fault of the slaves. There is no need to do this. I won't make things difficult for a few slaves who can't help themselves."

Fu Changjun pointed at the man on the ground with chopsticks and asked, "Oh, by the way, do you know who beat him?"

Master Song San glanced at him quickly and turned back.

The man was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face, curled up with his back, and he knew he was seriously injured at a glance.

"Look at you, what kind of eyes are like? It's not me who beat me, it's really not me who beat me." Fu Changjun said to him in a mysterious way, "It was Mr. Gu Wu who beat me."

Master Song San’s eyelids twitched: “Young Master Gu Wu?”

Fu Changjun said: "Yes. Today, it's a coincidence that when he was talking nonsense, he happened to run into Mr. Gu Wu. Fortunately, Mr. Wu is a smart man and will not be instigated by others. He was so angry that he beat him up. Otherwise, if you say, if there is a misunderstanding, then the trouble will be great."

The man on the ground sobbed, "I really don't know that he is Mr. Gu Wu!"

"Do you know that the other one is Mr. Fan Second Master?" Fu Changjun leaned forward and asked with a smile, "Do you know that Mr. Fan Second Master has a lot of connection with Silang of the Gu family?"

The man was speechless and cried, "I...I just used money to do things...I can't think of that much."

Master Song San also wanted to cry: "General, my mother, no matter how stupid my mother is, she can't..."

Fu Changjun raised his hand and interrupted him, saying, "Gu Wulang did something wrong, and he admitted it too. If it were me, who bullied my Fu family or the people who bullied my adopted father, He family, would not do it directly, I only remember it. I am a person who holds a grudge and silently remembers it in my heart. When will the grudge be balanced, and when will it be counted?"

Master Song San sniffed and bowed to admit his mistake. His son still looked confused and looked at his father and shouted: "Dad?"

Fu Changjun: "General Song Lang, what are you doing? Although you and I belong to the Jinwu Guard, our responsibilities are different. Why are you afraid of me doing this? Your elder brother is now in real power, and your Song family doesn't have to take me seriously."

Master Song San: "I dare not! Thanks to General Fu's care, I have a humble position today!"

"Is that true?" Fu Changjun picked up the bowl, blew off the surface of the lard, and took a sip. "I came to you today not to scare you or hold you accountable, but I just had a few words to say to you."

Master Song San hurriedly said, "Yes."

Fu Changjun said: "The Song family has many female relatives, and now you are the man with the highest seniority in the mansion. Master Song San, you are half the master of the Song family. If something happens to the Song family, others will always talk about you."

He turned around and smiled and said, "The Jinwu Guard is an important position. He is a patrol of the capital and commands heavy troops. If even a few servants in his family are not well disciplined, how can he convince the public? I think General Song Lang has great ambitions, not to come to the office of a gangster in the country."

Master Song San's voice trembled: "General Xie thanks for his love."

Fu Changjun: "I value you very much. I haven't examined you recently, and I don't know if you are lazy. A general should at least be brave. I am a good player in Jinwu Guards. If you want them to be obedient, you have to have some skills. Do you think so? Liu Lang."

"The official is here."

Fu Changjun stood up and said, "Accompany General Song Lang to practice his skills, and tell him how to control him on weekdays."

The soldier asked: "When will you practice?"

"Learning is endless." Fu Changjun put on his coat, then took his sword, and said casually, "When did you think you want to practice?"

The soldier clasped his fists: "The official understands."

Master Song San almost fell to the ground, his son supported him and shouted nervously: "Dad?"

Fu Changjun walked to the door, stopped again, and turned around and said, "Young Master Song, I almost forgot. Go and ask Mrs. Song for me a question. Miss Song San hasn't been to the He Mansion for a long time. I don't know if she likes the gifts given by her adoptive father."

The person who was called did not react for a long time, but in the end he was pushed by Master Song San, and then hurriedly replied: "Yes."

Fu Changjun nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. It's not too early, so you can go back early."

When Fu Changjun left, Master Song San immediately grabbed his son and wanted to walk aside.

The soldiers stopped him: "Where will General Song Lang go?"

Master Song San said with a look of "My life is over" and said, "I am just giving me a few words to my son."

The soldier held back his smile and said, "Okay."

Master Song San pulled his son who was still wandering around the world and went to the corner.

He rolled up his sleeves, endured it, and couldn't help it, cursing: "Tell me to your mother, that idiot, is she crazy?! Ah! Is she crazy?! How many pounds of stones are there in her mind? If she wants me to go back alive, she should know what to do! How did she provoke Song Chuzhao in the past? Now, even if she kneels down for me, she has to settle the matter!"

His son nodded.

"And!" Master Song San raised his fist and wanted to hit someone very much. But he couldn't fall down in his son's face, and finally hit him hard.

"Tell your mother, wait until I go back, and then settle the score with her! She has missed her mother and will pay me twice the compensation for the He Mansion. If Song Chuzhao doesn't accept it, tell her and she will be done!"

"Tell your grandmother again, ask her, He family, Gu family, and Fu family, which one I can afford? I beg her, let me go! There is no airtight wall in the capital? Who can I hide the unclean hands and feet behind her? Only when they tolerate her for a while, she is still trying to make a fuss! Now someone has taken advantage of the problem and wants to harm me! If she doesn't pick herself up, then something really happens and can't even wash it. Ask her, do you want her to die, right?"

Young Master Song nodded repeatedly.

Master Song San: "Did you remember?"

"Remember."

Master Song San: "Go!"

Spring and winter boiled hot water for Gu Fengjian for bathing and waited outside the door.

She waited for a long time but couldn't see Gu Fengjian come out. If she hadn't heard the answer after knocking on the door, she really thought the other party had fallen asleep in the room.

It took about half an hour before Gu Fengjian called her in.

He was covered in water vapor, wearing loose white clothes, standing behind the screen. There was an unnatural blush on his face and his eyes were blurred. I don’t know what he was thinking.

Chun Dong walked over, pushed him onto the bed, and tucked the corners of the quilt for him. Gu Fengjian let her push him as if she couldn't move, and was well-behaved and innocent. Chun Dong smiled and said, "Miss, it's really a girl. After washing for so long, people are so confused."

Gu Fengjian closed his eyes and wanted to get rid of distracting thoughts and fall asleep as soon as possible.

Chun Dong looked beside the bed for a while and started laughing again.

She felt that Song Sanniang could only have a little innocence that she should have at this age. She was too mature and persistent on weekdays.

The lights were turned off in spring and winter and ready to go to rest, but the outside of the yard suddenly became lively.

Gu Fengjian lay down without moving, and Chun Dong ran out to check. Not long after, a tiny conversation sounded outside the yard.

When he came back from Chun and Winter, he reported to Gu Fengjian in the night: "Girl, there are so many more things outside the yard, all of which were sent by your third aunt."

Gu Fengjian opened his eyes and asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know." Chundong said, "Don't Mrs. Song San don't like you? Why did you suddenly send something?"

Gu Fengjian was also puzzled, but he didn't care and said directly: "Don't accept it."

Chundong said in surprise: "Ah? I won't collect it?"

Gu Fengjian nodded, remembering that there is no light in the house now, and said, "Don't collect the things Baba delivers to you."

"Why?" Chundong glanced at the door and lowered his voice, "I think it should be accepted! Wouldn't it be a cheaper thing for her if she doesn't accept it?"

"You stuffed things in the middle of the night..." Gu Fengjian looked at the top of his bed, his face became hot, and his thoughts became clear, "Don't accept it. I think she will give you more things, begging you to accept it."

Chundong said happily: "Really? Then I'll refuse now!"

After a while, it finally became quiet outside.

Gu Fengjian sighed and fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

The author has something to say: Fu Changjun: Mrs. Song bullies Zhaozhao, I bully his son, fair :)
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