In the garrison general's house, Ji Bo'an had just come back from a set of punches. His face and body were soaked with sweat. The sweat was dripping down his cheeks. As he was wiping away the sweat, he saw the concierge in front of them walking toward them.

When he came, he looked around again when he saw himself. He didn't know what he was looking for, so he asked, "But what's the matter?"

Today, an unfamiliar person sent a letter, but he did not say who the owner of the letter was. He just said that it was for a young general named Song in the mansion. After thinking about it, he thought it was only Song Ming.

When Song Qinjun arrived, he told another person to take good care of him and sent the letter in. "Someone just sent a letter to Song Qinjun. He didn't know who the owner of the letter was, so he came to hand the letter in." The guard took the letter.

Come out and present it to Ji Bo'an, reporting clearly and clearly.

Just when Ji Bo'an was about to reach out to pick up the letter, he saw Song Ming walking in the distance with washed clothes. He gestured over there and said, "He's over there. Wait for him to come over."

Just give him the letter." After saying that, he waved to Song Ming and told him to come over quickly.

Song Ming took the letter in his hand and looked at Ji Bo'an confused and said, "What's going on? Someone actually wrote to me?" He simply shook off the clothes in his hands and put them on his arms, holding the letter in his hand.

I want to open it. There are very few people who can write to me. Maybe my father and sister who are far away asked someone to write it for me, but the handwriting doesn't look like a serious ghostwriting gentleman or someone who earns a small amount of money.

The scholar's abbreviation of "Qian" seems to be too ugly.

The letter was wrapped in envelope paper, with Song Mingqi written on the outside. It seemed that it was mailed by someone familiar. Ji Bo'an couldn't stand to see what was written in the letter, so he stood aside while wiping his sweat.

He turned around and avoided it.

Song Ming tore open the top of the outer layer of envelopes. There was only a thin sheet of letter paper folded neatly inside. He poured it out and just wanted to take a quick look to know who wrote it to him.

When he saw the letter, he saw three big characters under the signature: Hu Yanlin. He pursed his lips, put the letter away, and then said to Ji Bo'an: "You should go back and take a bath after you finish this set of boxing.

Fan, it’s hard to rest in the house and don’t make yourself smell like sweat.”

It's midsummer, and even those who have nothing to do will sweat and get hot even if they stand in the sun for a while, let alone people like Ji Bo'an who are boxing and practicing guns, even if they have just changed into new clothes.

He was also covered in sweat, but Ji Boan was puzzled for a moment after hearing these words. Even if he sweated a lot, Song Ming never asked him to take a bath. This was clearly Naxin's matter to be resolved.

"Okay, okay, I happened to go take a bath and then ask if there was any letter about Bing'an. I didn't remember to send a letter back after being gone for so long." If it was a family matter, Song Ming would definitely not hide it, I'm afraid it was

When someone from the Houyu Mission sent the letter, it was better for him not to ask. However, Fei Bing'an had indeed been away for some time, but there was still no letter. Ji Bo'an was also a little worried.

After Ji Bo'an took a bath, he asked Ji You to go out and inquire about it. It took about half an hour for him to come back. Although he came back a little slower, he did have something in his hand, and the letter was

Ji You held it in his hand and handed it over to Ji Bo'an. "Master, the person who delivered the letter said that this is the express message from Yingchuan. It should be that Mr. Fei was afraid that you and Song Qinjun would worry, so he used it.

urgent."

Song Ming had just finished reading the letter written by Hu Yanlin, and his expression was still a little unnatural. Then he heard someone knocking on the door outside, so he carefully folded the letter and pressed it under the quilt. "What, Bing'an?"

Have you sent a letter?" The person who could make Ji Bo'an be in such a hurry and with a smile on his face must be Fei Bingan who asked someone to bring the letter back, so he gave way and asked Ji Bo'an to come in so that the two of them could take a closer look.

What was written in the letter.

Fei Bing'an packed his bags and went to his hometown Yingchuan within two days of the competition. Earlier, the old lady of the Fei family had sent several letters asking Fei Bing'an to go back, but Fei Bing'an repeatedly pushed her away.

In the past, I didn't know what the purpose of this time was, but I packed my things neatly and walked away. Before leaving, I even wrote a letter to the maid from Yang Guogong's family.

"I don't know what was written, but it felt a little thick." Ji Bo'an pinched the letter, and there was a thick stack of papers inside, which probably contained four or five pieces of paper stacked together. He tore open the sticky tape.

The resident then pulled the letter paper out of the letter cover, and after opening it, it turned out that there were four or five pages of paper. The letter paper was made of the unique pulp paper from Yingchuan, and it felt a little delicate. "You are really promising, you

Come and take a look!" Ji Bo'an read it roughly, then smiled and handed the letter to Song Ming who was standing aside.

Song Ming took the letter and saw what was written on it and said very excitedly: "So, we can see the new sister-in-law come through next year?" He was still wondering why Ji Bo'an suddenly laughed when he read the letter like this.

I couldn't help but feel happy, thinking that coming to Fei Bing'an could be regarded as a great joy in life.

It turns out that the person who clearly wrote on the letterhead turned out to be the daughter of a scholarly family in Yingchuan. Although she was not the eldest daughter, she was still a member of the family.

The girl who was raised by her aunt's mother-in-law had her name in her name. Earlier, her family was too poor to propose marriage. Now that she is doing better, she wants to ask Fei Bing'an to go and meet her to see if the girl's parents are satisfied or not.

Do you agree to this marriage?

"I originally thought that he and the daughter of Yang Guogong's family could..." Song Ming leaned on the back of his chair, holding the pile of letters that he had read with some emotion in his hand. His happy expression just now also turned a little melancholy.

I don't know why Fei Bing'an suddenly changed his mind, but he had already given a betrothal gift and was planning to get married later this year.

When Ji Bo'an saw him like this, he patted Song Ming's shoulder and comforted him: "I think I suddenly figured it out, and looking at the content in the letter, I knew that he was very happy now. She must be the same girl as him."

I mean it." Why did Fei Bingan suddenly decide to return to Yingchuan to marry that girl? In fact, he probably felt it after seeing what happened in Song Ming. It's just that after all, it was the girl from Yang Guogong's family who had no fate with Fei Bingan.

"But if we go to Yingchuan after the New Year, do we have to go and tell my uncle, and then hand over the leave request note, we will not be able to take a bath again before the New Year?" Song Ming thought of this, and his eyes widened at first.

He looked at Ji Bo'an and asked, and then his face turned full of pain, just because he saw Ji Bo'an nodded.
Chapter completed!