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Chang Kuo stroked his beard with one hand and smiled without saying a word.

Wujue vaguely felt that the clothes in his hand did not look like new clothes, so he picked them up and took a closer look...it turned out to be an apron for cooking!

Okay, after a narrow escape, he just came back from the **** gate. As soon as he entered the house, he tied an apron on him... How can the old greedy man be more kind than the Lord of Hell!

While Wu Jue was clutching the apron and accusing Chang Kuo, he heard Meng Lie say, "I also have something to give you."

Wujue turned around and looked over - don't bring him a freshly skinned sheep, right?

Meng Lie, who was not a man of food and drink, would not be so concerned about Chang Kuo's greed. He asked his confidant to bring him a box.

Wujue put the apron on his shoulders and freed his hand to take the box. When he opened it, he suddenly saw the contents in the box and was so frightened that he almost threw the box out. After a quick look, he thought whose item it was. Head on!

Fortunately, the weight I felt on my hand was very light, so I knew rationally that I was overly worried.

Wujue took the thing out and looked at it, only to see it was a fake bun.

I touched it with my hands and it felt lifelike. I expected it to be made from real hair.

Meng Lie's confidant returned after delivering the box. There were only four people in the tent, so they spoke without much scruples, but their voices were still low enough -

"Since you will often come in and out of His Highness from now on, it is no longer good to show others the image of a monk in the past. You can't grow a few hairs on your own. Wearing it in front of others will save you a lot of trouble."

Hearing what Meng Lie said, Wujue could only nod his head. The fake bun was very well made, but there was one thing he didn't understand: "...I've already done it, why not make it a completely black one?"

The one on his hand was gray. If it were completely black and had a thick black bun, he couldn't imagine how handsome he would be!

Meng Lie said quietly: "The gray hair color is more suitable for you and makes you look more calm."

"Who said that? I understand..." Wujue was halfway through his sentence when his eyes caught sight of Meng Lie's gray bun, and his voice suddenly stopped... Oh, he understood, this was a disguised form of asking him to lose his hair!

Co-author is waiting for him here!

She keeps saying that she doesn't blame him, but seeks personal revenge at every turn... What an insidious and vicious intention!

Wujue was unhappy in his heart, but he knew he was in the wrong, so he could only suggest with a smile on his face: "Lao Meng, why don't you get one too, and we both wear a completely black one... Look how energetic we are!"

Meng Lie's voice became even calmer: "No, it's easier for me to hide my original identity now that I'm more than ten years older."

Wujue: "..." Who are you deliberately poking at someone's heart here?

Anyway, I have to grow old with him!

Wujue took another serious look at the fake bun in his hand, and then looked at Meng Lie's hair, and found that the colors were exactly the same... I'm afraid Lao Meng didn't count the number of his gray hairs and asked someone to imitate them one by one. !

Wu Jue endured it for the time being and put on the fake bun unwillingly.

After Lao Meng returned to Beijing, he asked His Highness to make him a completely black one!

Wearing a white wig, Wujue went to the workstation where Chang Kuo most wanted him to come that day, put on an apron, and simmered several large pots of mutton soup.

That night, Lu Xiucai's plan was almost ruined.

Today, my lord asked the army to kill a lot of sheep temporarily, saying that the Qiao Qiao Festival was coming, and to reward the soldiers, and also said that all the money would be charged to her private account... This is a big expense.

Although the private treasury of your Excellency the Governor's Mansion still has more than 3 million yuan, it can't be spent like this.

But the mutton soup is so delicious!

Lu Xiucai picked up the hot soup brought by the soldiers, took a sip, and started to recite poems to praise it.

But he still had to talk to an adult later. Marching and fighting was the same as living at home. There was nothing wrong with being lavish once in a while, but he couldn't always spend it as he pleased.

The imperial court has not yet allocated military pay for the autumn season.

This bowl of fragrant mutton soup has been simmered by Wujue himself in a small stove for an hour. After it comes out of the pot, it is sprinkled with green garlic leaves and pepper, which just removes the fishy smell and adds a fresh and spicy taste. After drinking half a bowl, it seems to be continuous. The heavenly spirit cover is all transparent.

Chang Kuo drank this kind of mutton soup for three full bowls before he gave up. In the last bowl, he tore up naan bread and soaked it in. Hululu ate it all in his stomach. This mouthful of mutton soup that he had been thinking about for a long time, he finally finished it today. It's drunk!

After a rain a few days ago, it felt cooler for the first time.

The autumn air was crisp and the mutton soup was delicious. It was a rare moment for the soldiers to relax. If they were not on patrol, they would gather in twos and threes to chat and laugh, or compete in the competition with their shirtless arms.

After Tang Xing drank a bowl of mutton soup, he performed a set of sword skills, which made Xiao Duan Xiaowu applaud with eyes full of surprise, and he wanted to become his disciple.

A Dian heard this and said loudly that he could also be a master. Tang Xing smiled and suggested that he should compete with him, so A Dian bit the cake and rushed forward.

Not far away, Dumpling looked at the soldiers going around, the knives they wore on their waists, and the spears they held in their hands, looking wary and frightened, as if a rabbit had accidentally strayed into a group of tigers and wished it could shrink back. Go into the cave.

It was at this moment that someone suddenly patted his head from behind: "Hey! Where's the new kid!"

Dumpling turned around in panic, and was caught off guard by a face that looked very fierce and scarred. He was so frightened that he almost cried - this person looked like he was good at eating children!

"We generals went out for a trip, and here we have picked up a doll again!" He Wuhu likes to tease children on weekdays, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you go play with Xiao Duan and the others?"

Dumpling was so scared that he couldn't speak. In his nervousness, he shouted behind He Wuhu: "Mom!"

He Wuhu frowned. The general not only picked up the younger one, he also brought back the child's mother?

He looked back and saw shepherd's purse coming over.

When shepherd's purse saw He Wuhu, she looked up and down and said, "Colonel He can now walk out of the tent. It seems that his injuries have been healed?"

He Wuhu grinned: "I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and I'm mostly healed already!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the dumplings and asked tentatively: "Sister Shepherd's Purse, is this doll..."

"My son!" Shepherd's Purse said to her son: "Dumpling, please say hello to Captain He!"

Dumpling half-shrunk behind Shepherd's Purse, half of his head exposed: "Hello Captain He..."

"The child is young and has never seen the world before, please be patient!" Shepherd's Purse said a word to He Wuhu, then took her son and strode away.

He Wuhu stood there and rolled his big eyes.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Liu Hu came over and asked curiously, holding a half-eaten sheep bone in his hand.

"...Is that baby really the son of Commander Shepherd's Purse?" He Wuhu pointed forward and asked thoughtfully: "My biological son?"

"Dear!" Liuhu said while chewing the mutton, "I heard that kid from Xiaowu say it today! What is it called...Ji Dumplings!"

"Ji dumplings... shepherd's purse flavored dumplings?" He Wuhu smacked his finger and said, "It sounds like his own..."

"But why did you bring the military camp here?" He Wuhu lowered his voice and asked: "Where is her man? Is he dead?" Liu Hu: "Not dead, he is alive!"

"I'm not dead..." He Wuhu felt a very immoral sense of empty joy in his heart.

"But it's almost as good as death!" Liuhu obviously heard a lot of gossip, and now he lowered his voice and talked about the matter between Shepherd's Purse and Li in an exaggerated manner.

The more He Wuhu listened, the more annoyed he became: "...If I hadn't been able to follow the general to Hezhou because of my blossoming butt, let's see if I didn't blow his head off!"

How could such a good person like Sister Shepherd's Purse end up with such a person who is so blessed that she doesn't know how to be blessed!

And he looked at it, Sister Shepherd's Purse was clearly a bright-sighted person, why did she marry such a thing in the first place?

Shepherd's Purse was the child bride raised by Ji Heimian's family. Few people in the army knew about this.

Shepherd's purse was picked up from the vegetable field by Ji Heilian's mother.

It was a cold day, and the baby, who had just been born a few days ago, was wrapped in a tattered cotton-padded jacket and was crying very loudly. When Ji Heilian's mother came closer and took a look, she saw that although she was a girl, she looked solid. I felt kindhearted and took it home to raise.

Because I picked it up in the vegetable field, I initially took the surname of the old Ji family and called it Ji Cai.

But after a few years, Ji Hei Lian's father fell ill and died. The Ji family suddenly became difficult. Ji Hei Lian didn't look like a promising person. It would be difficult for Ji Hei Lian to find a wife in the future. His mother looked at the diligent girl feeding chickens in the yard and suddenly had an idea.

They say you look old at the age of three, this girl must be a capable housekeeper!

In order to prevent people from gossiping, he changed the name of Ji Cai to shepherd's purse. From then on, she only had a first name but no surname, and she became the child bride of the old Ji family.

Ji Heilian has known about this since he was a child. He is disgusted and dissatisfied with the child bride shepherd's purse, but he has no courage to resist.

Ji Hei Lian's mother didn't treat Shepherd's Purse harshly. Shepherd's Purse developed a tough temperament in order to suppress her useless son so that she could live a good life.

Shepherd's Purse is very competitive, even better than her son. She has a cheerful temperament and is very enthusiastic about her work. Whether she is working in the fields, feeding pigs, chopping firewood, or running the house, she is a good hand.

And she also added two boys to her old Ji family.

Before Ji Heilian's mother decided to let shepherd's purse be the child bride, she consulted a fortune teller in private. The fortune teller said that shepherd's purse was from a prosperous family, and if this woman could manage the business, the old Ji family's good fortune would follow.

After hearing this, Ji Hei's face almost broke out in laughter, so when she was still alive, she was willing to let shepherd's purse overpower her son and let shepherd's purse take charge of the family.

In those years, shepherd's purse not only took charge of the household, but also took over all the inside and outside of the home. In the words shepherd's purse said to Zeng Huan that day in the inn, that is: "I am grateful to the dumpling for picking me up back then." family, so over the years, I have worked for the old Ji family and never complained. I risked my life twice and gave birth to and raised two sons for the Ji family. Now I have left one to Ji Hei Lian. No matter what happens, the debt can be paid off. 】

Now that she has paid off this debt, shepherd's purse recalls the long period of more than thirty years spent repaying the debt, and suddenly wants to have a surname that truly belongs to her own.

She found Chang Suining with dumplings, and Zeng Huan accompanied her.

Chang Suining was talking to Wujue Bufeng outside the tent. Hearing the purpose of shepherd's purse, he realized that this matter was of great significance and that her naming skills were really mediocre, so she simply let Wujuebu come out.

Shepherd's Purse then smiled and said, "Master, please give me one with a better meaning!"

"It means a good thing..." The old **** Wujue, who was wearing a fake bun, pinched his fingers on the ground, and after a moment, he gave out a last name.

"...Hao?" Shepherd's Purse was stunned for a moment. She said that she wanted a surname that meant "good", so she should give her the last name "Hao".

The most exquisite metaphysics and the simplest homophony collided with each other at this moment, creating a strange fire.

"Isn't it good?" Wu Jue asked with a smile. Standing next to Chang Sui Ning, he seemed to have two parts of Buddha.

"Okay!" Shepherd's Purse smiled cheerfully and said to Chang Sui Ning: "Sir, from now on, my subordinate's surname will be Hao!"

Chang Suining smiled and nodded to her: "Yes, Commander Hao."

Shepherd's Purse patted her son's shoulder: "From now on, your maiden name will be called Hao Dumpling!"

Don't tell me, this surname is really versatile, it's like complimenting someone, whoever's surname is better!

The more shepherd's purse thought about it, the more it suited her taste.

Even Zeng Huan was a little moved: "...Commander, can I have your last name just like Dumpling?"

On the way, she explained the situation at home and her decision to the adults, and the adults agreed to her request and would send news of her death home for her.

Since people have died and are reincarnated, they should also change their surnames.

"Okay, why not!" Sheeps purse was happy before it was too late: "Then when we settle in Jiangdu later, I will establish a household registration, and the three of us will be in the same account! It will inevitably feel a little wronged to you to call me grandma, so just treat it as My sister! From now on, we two sisters will follow you in the army and make a good name for our Hao family!"

Zeng Huan, no, Hao Huan nodded with red eyes, first bowed to shepherd's purse, and then bowed silently to Chang Sui Ning.

Above the night, there are bright stars flashing.

A group of people and horses returned to the camp through the night. As soon as they entered the camp, they smelled the aroma of mutton soup.

The leader is Yuan Xiang. He has been watching the drills at the beach for the past few days and has just returned to camp.

Yuan Xiang did not go to find mutton soup as soon as he got off his horse like other soldiers, but first asked the commander if he was back.

Hearing that today's mutton soup was the coach's personal reward, Yuan Xiang's eyes lit up and he immediately went to see Chang Suining.

The day after tomorrow was the Qiao Qiao Festival, and he was originally worried that Mrs. Chang would not be able to come back before the Qiao Qiao Festival.

Yuan Xiang was worried because he had a letter from the North in his arms.

After meeting Chang Sui Ning, Yuan Xiang reported his official business first and then handed over the letter.

Chang Suining saw the familiar and pleasant handwriting on the envelope and knew who it came from.

But why didn't Cui Jing send the letter to her governor's office instead of sending it to her through Yuan Xiang's hands?

As everyone knows, this is exactly what Yuan Xiang proposed to his own governor in private.

"I've been working hard these days. There's still warm mutton soup in the small kitchen. Let's drink two bowls of it while it's hot." Chang Suining said, turning to Xi'er and asking her to take Yuan Xiang over.

Yuanxiang grinned and clasped his fists: "Thank you very much, coach!"

Hey, after all, he didn't have to fight with those people to grab the mutton soup. He knew that Mrs. Chang would definitely leave it for him alone.

Yuan Xiang happily followed Xi'er out of Chang Suining's military tent. Not far away, he met Meng Lie who was about to return to his tent.

Xi'er blessed Meng Lie, and when Meng Lie nodded, he met Yuan Xiang's curious and puzzled eyes.

"I wonder if your Excellency recognizes the Meng Dong family from Deng Tai Tower?" Yuan Xiang couldn't help but ask.

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