After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade her

Chapter 6 You are a high-spirited young man

At that time, he had not been on the battlefield for nearly twenty years.

Young General Wei, who was originally praised for his talent as a general and who could crush enemy troops with a single spear and make them frightened by the news, now spends all day with her in the house, and his future is ruined.

Wang Yinchuan closed his eyes. It turned out that the hopelessly affectionate person was not only his sister, but also Wei Ting.

As she was thinking about it, she suddenly felt a shadow cast in front of her, and she raised her head.

Wei Ting looked at her with his eyes downcast.

"I've asked Uncle Li to find the doctor. Madam, don't worry."

Wang Yinchuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes watery.

Wei Ting was dazzled by the seductive look in his eyes, and then he suddenly felt an unpleasant premonition.

"..."

An hour later.

"Madam, do you still want to practice?"

"practice."

In the yard, Wei Ting was holding a long spear. He had been practicing for an hour. His hair was wet with sweat, and a strand hung down beside his cold and hard face. The spear was like a dragon, clear and clear, and the tip of the spear shone with a chilling darkness.

The spear swept away, thousands of leaves flew into the air, and countless fallen leaves shook up. Then, there was a light inside, and suddenly, the tip of the spear penetrated the leaves as thin as cicada wings, and suddenly stabbed out!

The wandering dragon destroys the world with a throw, and the country's borders are destroyed with a single gun for nine consecutive years!

The speed was so fast that even the fallen leaves that were lifted up did not fall.

It ended like a thunderstorm suddenly stopped, and the tip of the spear poked a trembling petal. Wei Ting raised his hand, picked off the petal smoothly, and placed it on Wang Yinchuan's shoulder.

Wang Yinchuan, "..."

Wang Yinchuan's mood did not fluctuate at all, and he even resented it.

"From today on, you will be your little general." She threw the petals on the ground and said.

Wei was stunned when he heard this, "Why?"

His tone was incredulous and a little aggrieved.

"Although the Great Misery is half prosperous, it is in troubled times. There are Xiliang tigers outside, who are watching and fighting for years. Now, it is getting more and more rampant." Wang Yinchuan suddenly approached him and said, "Who is the woman Wei Feng met a few days ago?

, you really don’t know why you came here?”

Wei Ting lowered his eyelids, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes.

Wang Yinchuan said, "Wei Ting, take a closer look at who I am."

He raised his head.

"I am the second daughter of General Wang Yun, the founder of the Three Dynasties of the Great Suffering, and I was born in a general family. I am not a Xiaojia Biyu who loves fat and pink makeup. You don't have to do anything for me that goes against your own decisions, and you can't ruin your future for me."

"Wei listen, I would rather see the young general who is high-spirited and decisive in killing on the battlefield, rather than the deputy general Wei who is full of love and idle at home. If you care about the border wars, then you should still care. If you like to practice shooting every day

, just go ahead and practice. Your spear is to protect the people behind you, not to pick up flowers for me."

"understand?"

Wei Ting trembled his lips and closed his jaw tightly, as if he was clenching his teeth and trying his best to endure it.

After a long while, he uttered one word, "Okay."

In her hand, she picked up the gun that he had erected in the courtyard at some point. It was said that the gun was won from a famous general of the former dynasty and made by the best blacksmith. The tip of the gun was as sharp as a needle and the edge was as sharp as a sword.

The red tassel is unique in the world.

His name is Po Jun.

Wang Yinchuan could only hold it up with two hands, and she threw the broken arm vigorously.

The tip of the gun shines dazzlingly in the sun, just like its name, which makes people sweat on their backs.

"then."

Wei Ting raised his head and reached out to catch Po Jun. The heavy gun was like a wooden gadget in his hand.

"practice."

The guard heard the stab of his spear, and a clanking sound broke through the air, just like the shrill cry of a bird before its death.

Wang Yinchuan clapped his hands and saw a boy running in from the end of the corridor.

She looked at it and raised her eyebrows. Before the boy could speak, she said, "Did you see that?"

The boy nodded.

"I know, let's go down."

Wang Yinchuan sat down in the pavilion in a leisurely manner. The autumn air was crisp and the chrysanthemums were in full bloom. On the carved stone table, there were crab roe cakes carefully made by the chef of the house, which went well with ginger tea.

When she came back the day before yesterday, when Wei Ting sent the news about Xue Pinggui, she did not take it away, but threw it on the road.

There is no other way.

This is Wang Baochuan’s only way to go to the north of Luxingpo to pick wild vegetables.

She deliberately created an atmosphere of being in a hurry and accidentally falling behind. As soon as Wang Baochuan ran into Xue Pinggui's matter, he became stupid. How could he think too much? He must have seen the note at a glance.

The seeds of doubt sprouted little by little.

In his previous life, Wang Yun offered Xue Pinggui gold or a position in the military. When Xue Pinggui refused, Wang Baochuan was present. She was fascinated by him at that time.

Wang Baochuan naturally stood by his side.

But today is different.

She had already endured three days of hardship at the other village for him. If Xue Pinggui agreed, relying on his strong martial arts, there would be no obstacles to their marriage.

But he didn't.

She has never experienced hardship, and even if there is love in her heart, she will inevitably have complaints in her heart at this moment.

In her previous life, she would have rushed over immediately and tried to persuade her to turn back while the iron was hot.

But now, Wang Yinchuan doesn't want to.

When you are alone, you are most likely to have random thoughts, especially at night.

She just wanted to wait for Wang Baochuan to think wildly, and then pretend that she didn't put the matter aside beforehand. The thorn hidden in her flesh would hurt people sooner or later.

Just not now.

It soon became dark.

Wei Ting practiced shooting all afternoon, and the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat and clinging to his body. When it was time to have dinner, he was in good spirits and looked more energetic than before.

"Madam, the second young master's meal has been delivered."

Wei Ting said, "Uncle Li, his injury is still swollen today, so he shouldn't eat meat."

Uncle Li has no children, so he treats Wei Feng as his own son. With his temperament, I don’t know what big fish or meat he will give him.

Uncle Li smiled and said, "They are all light. Madam has already told me."

Wei glanced at Wang Yinchuan indifferently.

Wang Yinchuan ate in silence.

"Madam, I'm a little jealous..."

Wang Yinchuan kicked him off the dining table.

"Hurry back to the military camp tomorrow. You have been talking nonsense after staying at home for a long time." Wang Yinchuan showed no mercy, "Bring your brother who is causing trouble all day long with you."

"A teenage boy with just three sticks should have been cured long ago!"

"yes."

Dai Zan is not a good person. He dared to blatantly seduce a deputy general's brother on the street in Da Ku. Everyone knows why. Wei Feng has not been smart since he was a child. He will run away with someone's eyes.

It won't be easy to get rid of him again.

When the time comes when the child is sold, the money will still be counted.

After much deliberation, Wang Yinchuan still felt that it would be safer in the military camp, and she would avoid being seduced by Dai Zan into saying something she shouldn't have said, which would make her unable to be rescued even if she wanted to.

ps: A person has random thoughts in the middle of the night, which is called emo for short.

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