When Chen Leng returned to Haoting Villa, the people from the War Department in the villa looked different when they saw him. His Majesty's rewards were faster than Chen Leng. Several craftsmen were installing spring and autumn fans. When they saw Chen Leng, they spoke politely, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Chen Leng felt that the atmosphere was a little depressed, so he wondered if he was too pretentious, so he pulled his recliner out of the house, found a weeping willow like a canopy in the yard outside, and lay down in the shade, and fell asleep after a while.

When I woke up, I smelled the strong aroma of food. I opened my eyes and looked at it. The people sent by the Ministry of War put the dining table under the weeping willows, and several people stood there and were using fans to drive away mosquitoes and flies.

Tian Guishan, a member of the Ministry of War, saw Chen Leng awake, and laughed and said, "Just just about to wake up the general for lunch, the general woke up by himself."

Chen Leng sat up straight: "Where is General Meng?"

"General Meng and a group of brothers were drinking..."

"drink wine......"

Chen Leng sighed: "Can you be so willful if you are not injured?"

Tian Guishan didn't know Shen Leng's temper and did not dare to talk to each other for a while.

Chen Leng at least ate some and planned to go out for a walk. When he picked up the crutch, Tian Guishan immediately stopped him: "Your Majesty has given me that the general should rest more and not go out for more walk."

Chen Leng shook his head: "What your Majesty said is, don't go out for a run anymore. I'm not going out for a run, I'm just taking a walk. Walking is different from running."

Tian Guishan's face changed color in fear: "Oh my general, don't make things difficult for you."

"I'll go to the door."

Chen Leng walked out with a crutch, and Tian Guishan didn't dare to pull him, so he had to follow him step by step. Chen Leng actually wanted to go around the academy. Mr. Chen and Mr. Cha lived in the academy, so it was not far away.

After leaving the house, I found that there were a few vendors selling goods on the roadside. Among them, a peddler with a strong face and dark skin sneered at Chen, shaking the rattle in his hand. Chen Leng went over to look at his goods. There was really nothing he liked. He thought the rattle that was attracting customers was good, so he asked him if he would sell it. The peddler handed Chen Leng the rattle and said it was given to you, but it was not worth it.

When Chen Leng took the rattle, he looked at the peddler's hand, then took out a few copper coins and placed them on the load: "If you don't accept gifts for nothing, something will happen if you accept the gifts."

The peddler seemed confused, and Chen Leng ignored it. He walked slowly towards the academy. He was not anxious, but Tian Guishan was anxious, afraid that Chen Leng would fall, and that he would be more careful than taking care of his own children.

Who can't tell that Chen Leng is a newcomer in the army now? His Majesty was beaten to the end of his first fifth-rank General Yongyi, and then he was promoted to the fourth-rank General Yingyang, and he also added a third-rank uncle. Don't underestimate these third-rank uncles, including land and fiefs. When His Majesty said it, he added four words...... Heirloomed.

At this moment, a carriage stopped beside Shen Leng. Chen Leng looked at the dark carriage color and smiled. He got in the carriage and sat down, pointed to the front: "Laojia, Yanta Academy."

Han Huanzhi glared at him: "Have you asked for the price?"

Chen Leng said to Tian Guishan outside: "You go back first, I'll leave by car."

Seeing that the car was Lord Du Tingwei's carriage, Tian Guishan nodded and left.

"Ask the price?"

Chen Leng looked at the thick stack of files in front of Han Huanzhi: "I think Lord Han's carriage is a priceless treasure, Lord Han is a priceless friend, and those who can get on the carriage are loyal and courageous to Lord Han..."

Han Huanzhi

: "If you can't shoot, don't shoot hard."

Chen sneered: "It's indeed a little unfamiliar."

"I heard that Your Majesty has given you a lot of things?"

"Yeah, panic."

"There is no fear on your face, and you can't help but be happy even if you take advantage."

Chen Leng laughed: "Mr. Han has changed a lot recently. I didn't see you jokingly in the past."

Han Huanzhi thought about it and she did change her mood recently. Thinking of the girl who had just left Chang'an City, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. In the end, she did not let him go to the grassland, nor did he let her stay, but both of them knew that this was the best choice.

Chen Leng glanced at Han Huanzhi: "Can I ask Lord Han a question?"

Han Huanzhi replied: "If you ask why, you should just bear it."

A cold smile.

Before he asked, Han Huanzhi knew what he was going to ask. He asked Mr. Chen, but Mr. Chen didn't say it, but Cha Ye didn't say it, Zhuang Yong didn't say it. Now it seems that many people know something about him, but he himself doesn't know anything.

"Why ask why?"

Han Huanzhi said lightly: "There are many things in this world. No matter why there are good things before, after asking, the good things will not be there... Recover well and prepare for the battle of the army. We can't be sorry for your Majesty's special postponement of the competition for you two. This is Long Eun."

He said coldly and stopped talking when he looked out the window.

The peddler not far from the entrance of Haoting Villa came to the opposite side and bought two sesame cakes. The snack seller asked him if he wanted a bowl of soup. The peddler looked at his shrunken purse and smiled bitterly, shook his head.

Sitting on the stairs by the roadside, eating two dried and hard cakes that had already been cold. The peddler looked at the Haoting Villa and thought it was great to be an official. He could live in such a large manor with legitimate reasons. He could serve food and drink, and accompany him when traveling. When he thought of what the prince Li Xiaoran promised him, he felt that the manor was not very far from him.

He came from the northwest, did not understand Chang'an City, Jiangnan Road, and Li Xiaoran. He simply thought that Li Xiaoran was the prince and the prince's father was the prince. What a big figure he was. He could not keep his word and could not do what he had done. He simply thought about this because he was once a very simple person until... found by Yao Taozhi.

After eating the last bite of the sesame cake, he realized that the cake was a bit rotten. The guy sold it to him must be the one left yesterday, but he didn't think about it so much when he had something in his mind.

He glanced at the man selling sesame cakes, and the man was also looking at him, as if he was talking about what you can do?

After Chen Leng left the manor, he had been waiting here, but it was dark until Chen Leng came back. The man selling sesame cakes opposite had already closed the stall and returned home. The peddler followed with a load.

At dawn the next day, the peddler was no longer a peddler, but pushed a wooden cart to the entrance of Haoting Villa. After putting it down, the fire was raised and the baked cakes began to make a little clumsy and unfamiliar.

He seemed a little tired because he hadn't slept all night. It turned out that learning to make sesame cakes was also a very tiring thing.

It was another boring day, and the peddler didn't sell a few sesame cakes in a day, but fortunately he could have a hot meal and thought it was pretty good. He didn't see the cold coming out until dark, thinking that guy didn't return all night?

Pushing the wooden cart away from the gate of Haoting Villa, after about two incense sticks, we returned to the door of a private house. The peddler took out the key and opened the gate of the courtyard. After entering the door, he placed the wooden cart at the wall in a regular manner. After sighing, he threw himself on the recliner to rest, and turned his head.

After looking at the corpses hanging in the yard, I thought that if I didn't deal with it, I would smell bad, so I had no choice but to get up and search for a hoe and start digging a hole in the yard.

The one hanging there is a family selling sesame cakes.

Chen Leng did not return all night, so he lived in the academy. He became addicted to listening to the old dean's lectures. As the old dean was dark, the lecturers were also addicted to it. Meng Chang'an, who later arrived, sat aside reading military books, listening from time to time, and found that what the old dean said had changed slightly from when he was told to him. At this age, it was admirable.

I just went to bed late at night and got up very early. The old dean walked in front and followed him behind me, circled around the lake in the academy, and gave a meal and gave a lecture. It was already evening again.

The old dean waved his hand: "If you don't talk, don't talk anymore, you will get bored if you continue talking. It's great now."

Chen Leng nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Dean."

The old dean suddenly laughed: "People inside and outside Chang'an City called me Dean Lord, but few people knew my name, so after a long time, I almost forgot my name..."

He looked at Chen Leng: "The name is just a symbol, and bones and blood are the inheritance."

Chen Leng always felt that there was some deep meaning in this sentence, but the old dean stopped continuing after saying this, which made Chen Leng very uncomfortable.

Mr. Chen, who was sitting a little far away reading, was stunned when he heard this and closed the book with a snap: "When he talked about his name, he suddenly remembered an interesting thing... That year, I just entered Liuwang Mansion, and a group of children were waiting for me with cute faces, but I had a bad memory. When I saw those children the second time, I still had to ask me, who are you, right? The third time, it was also true. Many times, a child named Wang hid when he saw me, because I always asked him, "You are Xiaowang, right?"

Chen Leng curled his lips: "Volent."

Meng Changan nodded, and also felt very vulgar.

Mr. Chen said to himself: "Another child ran to find Liu Wang to cry and refused to learn from me no matter what. Liu Wang asked him why. He said that I had a bad memory and asked him who he was."

Several people looked at Mr. Chen, and Mr. Chen raised his head and said with emotion: "His surname is Ji, can you blame me?"

Chen Leng raised his head to look at the sky: "Volume!"

The old dean looked at Chen Leng and said, "It is not easy for you to keep it like this after you have been with him for many years."

Meng Changan nodded again.

Mr. Chen snorted, thinking to himself who is not a vulgar person?

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside. It was already dark. The old dean lived in the academy in a separate courtyard. Usually, there were few people disturbing him. Hearing the footsteps were very messy and there were a lot of people. Meng Changan got up and opened the door to take a look, then stood there.

"His Majesty?"

"No need to polite. I look at the moon and stars today, and it is a rare and cool weather. I remember that when I attacked the Black Martial Arts in the North, I killed sheep and roasted food with the soldiers, and I suddenly became greedy, so I came to find you together to find the taste of the past."

The old dean quickly stood up to greet him: "Your Majesty has spent money."

The emperor smiled and said, "What's the point of spending? Isn't it just a meal."

The old dean stretched his neck and looked out: "Where is the sheep?"

The emperor said seriously: "I am here to find you for dinner, what sheep should I bring?"

"Didn't your Majesty say you want to roast lamb?"

"yes."

The emperor sat down: "Do you want me to say it twice? I want you to have dinner with you, and I want me to bring the sheep in person?"

Mr. Chen held back his laughter and thought to himself, "You know where the root cause is now?" (https:)
Chapter completed!