Chapter 239 Thirty-six strategies are the best policy
Chapter 239 Thirty-six strategies are the best strategy
On weekdays, Luo Wen and a few people were guarding outside Yuehua Xiaozhu. They couldn't get in, and there wasn't much noise in the house, so she didn't pay attention to it.
"Master, breakfast is ready. Madam asked the servant to come look for you." The maid in blue came in steps.
"Okay, we're about to do it. Is that bastard Zhan Chi up yet?" Zhan Yi slowly performed the moves.
"The young master left the house before dawn."
When Zhan Yi heard this, he stood firm and scolded: "You brat doesn't live at home."
"..."
Xiang Minghou looked at him with a confused expression. This must be his general's palace...
"..."
Ye Qianning also raised her eyebrows, don't be too ostentatious.
"Little Fatty, have you had breakfast? Come together, our Zhan family's cooks are top-notch." Zhan Yi glanced at Xiang Minghou and landed on Ye Qianning.
Two guards flew down.
"Let them criticize you. My old man is not afraid."
"Xiang feels there is nothing to talk about."
"Xiang was seriously injured a few days ago, so I thanked Madam for taking the trouble. Now that Xiang's injury has healed, I won't leave you all alone. Someone will prepare a generous gift and come to thank you in person someday."
"Let's go, your grandma will be very happy if she knows you are here." Zhan Yi walked over.
"The Zhan family is also a high-ranking compound in Kyoto City. If you are a relative of the emperor, living in the general's residence will inevitably attract criticism." Xiang Minghou knew the Zhan family's plans and even wanted to have a daughter.
"Wait a minute." Mrs. Zhan came over in a hurry.
"Well, master received a letter yesterday, asking me to go back to the academy."
"Yes what's the matter?"
"I don't want to eat. I need to clean up and go to the Academy." Ye Qianning didn't want to get involved in these things, so the Thirty-Six Strategy was the best option.
Ye Qianning's little head poked out from behind Xiang Minghou.
When Xiang Minghou saw the visitor, although his face was cold, he raised his hand and made a gesture as a courtesy.
"Leave now?"
"General Xiang, we have been bothering you in the house for many days. In fact, we have some things that we want to talk to General Xiang. The general was seriously injured in those days, so we were too embarrassed to mention it. Now that the general is well, I wonder if we can sit down and talk?"
Mrs. Zhan has been anxious for a long time.
"...No."
"Your kid is just fine, why did you chase him away?" Zhan Yi was so far away that he didn't notice his cold face.
Mrs. Zhan also liked it more and more and wished she could take it away now.
Xiang Minghou frowned, and stepped forward to block Ye Qianning's small body: "Master Zhan, if I remember correctly, this should be the General's Mansion."
What's wrong?
Ah……!
Xiang Minghou wanted to laugh a little. It was really admirable that he could be so confident while living in someone else's house.
"I'd like to persuade you not to leave. Master Zhan, please don't blame me for being rude. Come and see the guests off." Xiang Minghou lost his patience with a cold face.
If they hadn't looked at Minghou's handling of the second house's affairs clearly and clearly, they would have taken their granddaughter back home.
Xiang Minghou raised his hand and pushed the little girl's head behind him, turned around and said, "Breakfast should be ready. Go quickly. We have your favorite meat buns for breakfast today."
"General Xiang, Fat Tuan, she..." Mrs. Zhan wanted to say something, but was embarrassed to say it in front of the child.
"How come I don't know?" Xiang Minghou wondered.
Letters are sent to him on weekdays. It seems that no letter was received from Lou Shan yesterday.
"Master asked Guard Lou Shan to bring it to me, saying that there were some academic problems." The letter is indeed there, and as for the content above...
Of course, it is impossible to say that Mr. Gu went to Loushan to make trouble with the master, and the master had no choice but to write her the letter.
