Yuan Xiang lowered his voice: "These are the discarded letters written by the Governor..."

Dai Cong asked seriously: "Is this a report to the imperial court?"

Yuan Xiang shook his head: "There is no need for the governor to write the newspaper for the imperial court himself. The chief secretary of the palace has already prepared it and sent it out."

"Then..." Dai Cong's expression became more solemn: "What is it that makes the governor so difficult?"

Yuan Xiang moved closer to Dai Cong and whispered: "Our chief governor is replying to the girl he likes..."

The girl that the Governor likes?!

The Governor actually has a girl he likes?!

This unexpected answer surprised Dai Cong, but he soon realized that it made sense.

Looking at the piles of scrapped letter paper, it was easy to understand... After all, he had been young.

No one can refuse such gossip, especially the owner of this gossip is Mr. Shangfeng, who has never been close to women. Dai Cong glanced at the direction of the study, and was no longer in a hurry to apologize, but pulled Yuan Xiang away again.

some.

Yuan Xiang half-heartedly followed Dai Changshi to the end of the corridor.

"Could it be...that Mrs. Chang in the rumors?" Dai Cong asked in a low voice.

"Dai Changshi also heard about it in Bingzhou?"

Dai Cong was surprised: "Are those rumors true?"

"Isn't that true..." At the mention of this, Yuan Xiang sighed with emotion and felt a little sad: "I think our chief governor is already twenty-two years old, so he finally turned on the screen..."

Dai Cong:...What to open?

"I mean it's enlightening..." Yuan Xiang continued sadly: "Dai Changshi was not in the capital because he didn't see the worthless look of our chief governor when he proposed to marry Mrs. Chang in public."

It really looks like a big cabbage that is given away for free and no one wants it.

Dai Cong looked at the discarded letter in his arms and sighed: "Although I haven't seen it, it's not hard to imagine now..."

"However, Mrs. Chang does have many extraordinary qualities. It is understandable that the governor has such symptoms." Although Yuan Xiang was sad, he also gave an objective evaluation.

Dai Changshi couldn't help but ask: "Then Mrs. Chang...is she really so unwilling to see the Governor?"

Ordinarily it shouldn't be, his face is here, and when the governor didn't grow a beard, he would often look at that face in confusion.

Seeing Dai Changshi's doubts, Yuan Xiang sighed and said: "It's useless to rely on your face. Mrs. Chang is the most beautiful woman in the capital. When I look in the mirror every day, I still can't appreciate my own face."

Dai Congming knew that although he could not personally understand the world of good-looking people, he thought it was due to aesthetic fatigue.

"But we can't talk about it until we meet." Yuan Xiang recalled the cruel scene at the hibiscus flower banquet that day: "Ms. Chang said that she only regards the governor as a family member and a close friend."

I recall that at first, the Governor lost his way when he heard the word "family", so he took out the bronze talisman and presented it to him on the spot.

"Don't be afraid. Since it's still welcome, there is a chance." Dai Cong asked: "Apart from the act of asking for marriage, what did the governor do? Has there ever been a hero who fell in love with someone else?

An act to save beauty?”

Yuan Xiang: "I'm not sure I will fall in love with someone, but there have been many times when heroes have saved beauties."

Dai Cong showed a look of anticipation.

Yuan Xiang was very frustrated: "But every time, I can't help much. Mrs. Chang's Wen Neng became famous in the capital for her paintings, and Zhi Ke arranged to convict the saint's nephew. She was good at bow and kick, let alone riding and shooting. Just

Even the war horses of His Royal Highness the former Prince can be commanded."

After Dai Cong observed a moment of silence, he suddenly looked in the direction of the study and showed a sudden smile.

In this way, he will understand...

He had also pondered before about what kind of girls the Governor liked, but now he finally understood...it turned out that what the Governor liked deep down was the kind of girl who was very capable and had no use for him!

Yuan Xiang looked at Dai Changshi who was laughing.

Facing Yuan Xiang's resentful eyes, Dai Changshi asked with a smile: "How will the Governor handle these useless letters?"

"The Governor ordered me to take it and burn it." Yuan Xiang hurriedly hugged it tighter and said cautiously: "Chang Shi, don't be curious. The Governor said not to peek."

"Of course you and I can't stand it." Dai Changshi smiled and said, "But I have a suggestion..."

Yuan Xiang subconsciously leaned closer to listen.

As for Cui Jing in the study, she still couldn't write a satisfactory reply that day.

He attributed this to being too tired and mentally weak recently. To prevent him from saying the wrong thing in the letter, he took a rest all night, took a bath and changed clothes, and then wrote the letter again.

When he wrote the letter, he asked Yuan Xiang something else. Although Yuan Xiang was confused, he still did it.

An hour later, Yuan Xiang turned back and said, "Grand Governor, I have cleaned it according to your instructions."

"Yes." After writing two more useless letters, Cui Jing finally put the last letter into the envelope and said, "Go get the scissors and needle and thread, I want to use them."

Yuanxiang: "...?"

That night, Cui Jing sat under the lamp all night.

…

The news that the Bingzhou rebellion had been put down spread back to the capital, and people in both the government and the public felt at ease.

Yangzhou and Runzhou both fell into the hands of the Xu rebels, and the war in the south was already a headache. If the states were lost again, Dasheng would really be in chaos.

The Holy Emperor ordered people to go to Bingzhou and escort Xiao Chuan to Beijing for trial. In her opinion, it was difficult to tell whether the confessions were true or false, and Xiao Chuan needed to be rigorously interrogated again.

The imperial envoy who was ordered to escort Xiao Chuan also brought an imperial edict praising Cui Jing.

Rewards were also delivered to the Cui family in Anyifang, the capital.

The person who came to deliver the reward this time was Yu Zeng. He was the head of the Sigongtai. He would not come in person to convey such orders easily. This trip showed how much Emperor Shengce valued Cui Jing and Bingzhou.

Everyone sees it in their eyes and discerns it in their hearts.

In the eyes of most Cui clan members, especially Cui Ai, this is a manifestation of the four words "empress' minions" being pinned on Cui Jing.

Cui Ai, who had been feeling restless recently, simply locked himself in his study and did not come out.

However, Mrs. Lu received the reward happily, left Yu Zeng to have tea, and had people give red envelopes to the servants.

It's a shame that Cui Ai is not here. If he saw her doing this, he would be so angry that black smoke would rise from his head.

After sending Yu Zeng and his party away, Cui Lang took the reward list and sighed: "If I were to have a son like this, I would definitely kowtow a hundred times in front of the Buddha every day..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Lu glared at her son, lowered her voice and said, "Why are you bringing up such bad luck on such a happy day?"

Cui Lang sighed: "I just feel that my father is old and there are elders and younger ones, so why can't he be so hard to think about?"

"It's because there are old people at the top and young people at the bottom..." Mrs. Lu sighed: "Other people have old people at the top and young people at the bottom, and they need to be supported. But your father is different from others. The old one is capable, and the young one is also capable. You are too ambitious, why do you need him to support you even for a day?"

Cui Lang nodded: "Yes, there are seniors and juniors here, and my father has always been the one who was raised... He didn't suffer at all, and he didn't exert any strength at all."

According to this, my father can be said to have redefined the concept of seniority and juniority. This is a very rare existence even if we look at the entire history of human breeding.

To be able to have such a rare blessing in the world, my father must have been doing good deeds since the beginning of Pangu in his previous life, and he had the opportunity to be reincarnated as Cui Ai, right?

Thinking like this, Cui Lang felt a little jealous.

Cui Tang said from the side: "Father is alone in the study at the moment. Can I go over and ask?"

"No matter what he does, your father likes peace and quiet, so just let him be in peace." Mrs. Lu took the reward list and called the steward over.

"Hurry up and send all those gold and silver items to Xuance Mansion and put them into Dalang's private treasury, lest such things stay in the mansion and stain Master Lang's eyes again..."

The steward smiled stiffly and nodded. Madam is now proficient in the ways of yin and yang.

Mrs. Lu selected some more Cui Jing or those that could be used, and had them all sent to Xuance Mansion.

Over the years, she has arranged all the rewards given to Cui Jing by the imperial court in this way.

In her opinion, these are the rewards that Dalang paid for with his life, and the credit for winning a battle belongs to the commander, but the families of the dead and injured soldiers also need to be comforted, and in addition to the pension sent by the court, Dalang From time to time, they also provide assistance, which costs a lot of money.

Da Lang has never withdrawn money from the clan, but instead earned a lot of rewards from the clan. Da Lang never breaks down these. As the mistress of the family, in addition to thinking about the clan, she also has to plan for Da Lang. Some.

After all, Dalang hasn’t married yet!

My wife must let him keep enough.

After arranging the destination of the reward, Mrs. Lu happily took her two children to the study room and wrote a letter to Cui Jing.

This is what Lu has always wanted to do. In the past, she had no reason to write to Dalang, but it is different now. Dalang has called her mother in public!

As a mother, it must be very reasonable for a mother to write a letter to her son who has just gone through a dangerous plot, saved the day, and made great achievements, right?

Lu asked Cui Lang to write the book while she dictated it.

The same goes for Cui Tang.

Cui Lang, who was happy at first, gradually fell into pain and complained: "...How can anyone write a letter like this!"

This took up six pieces of letter paper!

His hand was about to break, and his mother and sister hadn't even finished speaking!

Do they know the difference between writing a letter and writing a storybook?

"Where are you going?" Cui Tang frowned and looked at his second brother.
To be continued...