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Four hundred and fortieth eight chapters angry

At midnight, the lantern market slowly dispersed.

Everyone returned happily.

Brother Xu played all night and was in high spirits. He got on the carriage, yawned, rested his head on his father's chest, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Shen You laughed dumbly and whispered: "This bastard has been playing all night, and now he is finally sleepy."

As he spoke, he carefully adjusted his son's comfortable position so that Brother Xu could sleep more comfortably.

Feng Shaojun chuckled: "You must be tired after hugging me all night. Let me hold you instead!"

Shen You said, "I'm not tired."

He has practiced martial arts diligently and hard since he was a child. He would juggle for half a day without saying a word even though his forehead was covered in cold sweat. How can it be considered hard to hold a child?

Even if his arms are a little sore, he still enjoys it.

Feng Shaojun glanced at him with a smile. If he wants to hug him, just let him!

"I met Wang Qing tonight, what do you think of him?" Feng Shaojun asked casually with a smile.

Shen You doesn't like to talk, but he actually has sharp eyes and can judge people accurately: "He is smooth and a bit snobbish."

Feng Shaojun smiled: "Qiu Rou has a weak breast and soft ears, so she can easily be manipulated and taken advantage of. It is a good thing to marry a husband who knows the current affairs and is a hero."

I have to say that the son-in-law chosen by Qiu Mingcheng is very suitable for Qiu Rou.

Shen You had no interest in the couple and casually hummed.



Feng Shaojun and Shen You didn't pay much attention to the chance encounter on the Lantern Festival. They took a day off to take a bath, and the next day they went to the palace to work on their errands.

Today, General He has another memorial.

Prince Zhu Yun wrote family letters. There were three family letters in total, one for Emperor Qing'an, Empress Yuan, and the other for Yuan Min.

The family letter to Yuan Min is the thickest, with six pages in total. Queen Yuan’s letter is four pages, but Emperor Qing’an’s letter is the thinnest, with a total of two pages and is not yet full. The letter contains some interesting anecdotes about the march and expresses Although he missed his father, he did not mention the trivial troubles caused by the accompanying descendants of the Xungui Sect.

Emperor Qing'an read the letter and said to Empress Yuan: "Finally, he has some responsibility. He is responsible for the people accompanying him. If he complains about the smallest thing, I will definitely reprimand him."

Empress Yuan felt sorry for her son. When she heard these words, she couldn't help but say angrily to Emperor Qing'an: "Yes, yes, you are the most strict father in the world."

Emperor Qing'an did not argue: "I am indeed strict with him. He is my only son and the prince of Da Qi. He will inherit the country and the country in the future. Jade cannot be made into a weapon if it is not polished. How can we not be strict?"

yes!

The words "Crown Prince of Da Qi" sounded light and airy, but in reality they were heavy. No matter how much she felt sorry for her son, she knew that he needed to be tempered.

Empress Yuan sighed softly: "You are right. I am too merciful and soft-hearted."

Emperor Qing'an held Empress Yuan's hand and laughed softly: "This is his first expedition with the army and his performance is pretty good. Don't worry!"

Queen Yuan cheered up, smiled and nodded.

In the East Palace, Yuan Min couldn't help but pursed her lips and chuckled as she read the letter home from her husband.

Zhu Yun has practiced calligraphy since he was a child and has good calligraphy skills. Even the letters he wrote home during the march were upright and elegant.

The thick six pages of letter paper are filled with feelings of longing.

The two have been together day and night since they got married. The longest separation was during the Imperial Mausoleum Rebellion. This time they were separated for several days. I don’t know when this battle will last or when Zhu Yun will come back. …

Yuan Min sighed softly, cheered up and looked down. Upon seeing this, Yuan Min's brows quickly wrinkled.

In his letter to Emperor Qing'an, Zhu Yun made no mention of the accompanying descendants of the Xungui Sect, and he did not have so many scruples in the letter home to his wife.

"...I really shouldn't have been soft-hearted and let Zhu Yang Dinglang and the others accompany them."

"They were all spoiled and could not endure the hardships of marching. They were noisy in my ears every day, begging me to order General He to slow down the march. What a bunch of bastards. When the army went to the border for rescue, they regarded it as child's play. When I was angry,

I reprimanded them severely."

"Now they don't dare to talk anymore. Even if they can't ride a horse for two hours every day, they have to hide in the carriage. I can only turn one eye or close one eye."

"Fortunately, the two cousins ​​from the Wang family and the uncles from the Yuan family are very up to date and finally saved some face for me..."

While Yuan Min was still laughing, she was also a little angry.

This is to fight. Prince Zhu Yang, Dinglang and Zhao Wang also have a few descendants of the clan. It’s just that they want to get military glory. If they can’t do anything, it will only cause trouble.

Yuan Min quickly wrote a reply.

A few days later, the letter arrived in Zhu Yun's hands.

Fifty thousand soldiers marched, covering hundreds of miles every day, with two rests of half an hour each time. They could have a bowl of hot soup in the morning and evening, and they had no time to cook in the pot during the day, so they only had bland dry food.

Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is no exception.

To be honest, the first time he ate dry pancakes, Zhu Yun almost choked and it was really hard to swallow. However, General He ate the same dry food as the soldiers, so he, the prince, should lead by example, right?

Zhu Yun endured it silently.

In addition to being tired from eating and traveling, accommodation at night was also hard.

No post house can accommodate 50,000 soldiers. At night, the soldiers mostly rest in military tents. Some soldiers just sleep in the wilderness.

General He ate and lived with the soldiers and never stayed in a post house. Zhu Yun originally wanted to live in a military tent together, but he couldn't stand the mosquito bites and the lack of hot water for bathing. Moreover, Prince Zhao and his party also couldn't stand it.

He refused to live in the wild. Therefore, Zhu Yun had no choice but to live in a post house shamelessly. Fortunately, there was hot water on the bed at night.

Just like this, Prince Zhao and the others are still complaining!

"This place is out of the way and has no shops. It's not convenient to buy some chicken, duck or fish."

"I haven't smelled the aroma of wine in almost half a month. I really want to take a sip. Even if it's just a smell of wine!"

"It would be better if there were two more beautiful village girls..."

The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes.

Zhu Yunjun's face suddenly sank and his eyes turned cold: "Shut up! If anyone can't hold on, go back to the capital immediately. No one will stop you."

Prince Zhao and others: "..."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is well-known as a modest gentleman with an easy-going and easy-going temperament. Now that he has turned against him, he has become somewhat like Emperor Qing'an. It makes people feel chilled.

Prince Zhao was the first to give in. The muscles on his plump face trembled: "Your Highness, don't be upset. I was just talking casually."

Prince Fu's eldest grandson Zhu Yang also laughed with him: "Yes, yes, I am joking too. You are not allowed to drink and have fun during the march. How can I not understand this rule?"

Ding Lang hurriedly agreed: "What a beautiful village girl, even if a fairy beauty is standing in front of me, I, Ding Lang, will not be moved!"

Several other clan members also agreed.

Zhu Yun did not relax, and still had a stern face: "If this is the case, I will say it for the last time. If the next time happens, you will go back as fast as you can."

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