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Chapter Fourteen Departure for Beijing

"We will set off to return to the Marquis' Mansion tomorrow morning. As for Yuanchen... you go back to the Zhuangzi first." Old Marquis Sheng looked at Feng Yuanchen while thinking about the countermeasures.

"Master, I want to join the army and go to the border."

"Go to the border to join the army?" Old Marquis Sheng was very surprised. He could understand why he went to the border to join the army?

"Yes." Feng Yuanchen didn't want to say much, and the old marquis didn't force him to ask. After all, the child had his own ideas when he was old.

"Okay, it's up to you. If you have any situation, you can contact me in the old way."

"I understand, thank you, Master." Feng Yuanchen knelt on his knees and gave a big gift to the old marquis as saying goodbye.

Sheng Hancheng was also moved by him. He had been practicing martial arts so that one day he could defend his country and fight on the battlefield. The training over the past five years has also changed his understanding of military affairs. He really wanted to go, but he couldn't let go at home. After all,

The eldest brother studied poetry and books all day long and did not practice martial arts. The third brother was unreliable. The grandfather was old and could not always rely on him. Even if my father forgot, it was not because the title of the Marquis' Mansion was hereditary system, it was probably not his turn.

.

He was still struggling in his heart, so Old Marquis Sheng spoke first: "Brother Cheng, do you want to go?"

Sheng Hancheng heard the old marquis ask him, and without thinking, "I want to go, but..."

"No need, the young man is self-reliant, the country wants to be conscripted and defended, and the country is safe and prosperous. If you want, go." Old Marquis Sheng looked at Sheng Hancheng and said furiously.

Sheng Zhiyao was very familiar when she heard this sentence. Isn’t this passage the recruitment slogan posted by their community property management in the past?

"Then I'm going too." Sheng Zhiyao waved her excited fist.

"Sister, forget it. I won't recruit women in the army, let alone you're a little kid." Sheng Hanmo looked at his sister and looked at Sheng Hancheng again: "Second brother, you don't have to worry, although I don't know martial arts, I'm

You can also take good care of your grandfather and sister, so don’t worry, I have me in the Marquis’s house.”

"What, have you forgotten that I have my third brother? Although I don't know anything, I can take care of my sister." Sheng Hangu looked at his two brothers with a proud look on his face, but unfortunately he was slapped in the face

.

"I don't know who takes care of whom yet." Feng Yuanchen's cold voice rang throughout the room.

"You...why are you talking? Do you still want my brother-in-law to help you take good care of your wife?" Sheng Hangu threatened angrily.

Feng Yuanchen said calmly: "Thank you, no need."

Seeing that there was no threat, Sheng Hangu thrust his head and walked to Sheng Zhiyao, pulling down the corner of her clothes and hoped that her sister could help her. As a result, Sheng Zhiyao pulled out the corner of her clothes and ran to Feng Yuanchen: "I

You don’t need to look at it, you should be optimistic about yourself.”

"Haha..." The people in the room burst into laughter, and the haze just now also dissipated.

As soon as the sky turned white in the morning, Feng Yuanchen got up and prepared to go back to the village first. When he opened the door, he saw Shenghan City waiting for him at the door: "Yuanchen, I have agreed with my grandfather that I will go to the border with you."

Feng Yuanchen nodded, and the two went downstairs together. When they walked to the gate, Feng Yuanchen stopped. His eyes swept to the door of Sheng Zhiyao's room on the third floor. He was still a little reluctant, but he was just a

The concubine's son has no soldiers and no power, and even if he marrys her in the future, it will be unreasonable.

The master's special training over the years must be for his future.

Feng Yuanchen hesitated and pushed open the door and walked out.

Sheng Zhiyao stood behind the door and she didn't dare to open the door. She didn't like farewell. Although she looked just a five-year-old boy with a yellow mouth, she was not in her bones.

She wiped away the tears on her face, thinking that it was almost time for grandpa to get up, so she packed up her belongings and sat by the bed waiting for Butler Li to call her.

Old Marquis Sheng gently pushed open the door and walked to Sheng Zhiyao to sit down.

"Zhiyao, we are going back to the Marquis' Mansion. Have you cleared your things?"

"It's time to clear, grandpa."

"Okay, let's go."

Sitting in the carriage, Sheng Zhiyao lifted the curtain and took a last look at Sichuan Xiangyuan, and the carriage moved.

When the carriage drove smoothly into the woods, there was a loud "boom". Sheng Zhiyao was frightened and she looked in the direction where the sound came. The rolling smoke rose and blackened half of the sky.

"Grandpa, this is..." Sheng Zhiyao looked at the old marquis incomprehensible. This was built with a lot of effort from Grandpa, and it was gone.

Mr. Sheng stretched out his hand and patted her little hand gently: "It's okay, I'll build it again when I retire. The main reason is that this place has been discovered. There are still some things that have not been published inside. I'm afraid that it's for someone who is interested to do it.

article."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded in understanding, but she was still a little reluctant. After all, all the memories of her and Feng Yuanchen were all here.

Sichuan Xiangyuan is not far from the capital, and the capital is already in front of you in the evening.

The carriage suddenly stopped outside the city gate. Old Marquis Sheng lifted the curtain and looked out. Sheng Zhengye and his wife Qi Xinyue were standing at the city gate to greet them.

Sheng Zhiyao poked her little head out of the window and looked at the two people curiously. She lost her parents when she was very young in her previous life. She was so happy that she jumped from the carriage when she knew that the couple was her parents in this life.

He came down and threw himself into his mother's arms.

"Mother, is it a long way to think about it?" Qi Xinyue looked at her daughter who had been taken away from her cradle and cried with joy. She squatted down to make her gaze level with Sheng Zhiyao's. She touched her slender and fair hands.

Sheng Zhiyao's little face smiled.

Sheng Zhiyao stretched out her hand and wiped away the tears from Qi Xinyue's face: "Mother doesn't cry, isn't Zhiyao back now? Stay with her mother from now on."

"Yes, my daughter is back and don't cry. It's so bad that the one at the gate of this city is." Sheng Zhengye said to Qi in a low voice.

"Mother won't cry anymore. It's good that my good luck will come back. Let's go home." Qi Xinyue used her handkerchief to dip the tears on her face and happily pulled Sheng Zhiyao and was about to leave, but forgot about the carriage.

Old Marquis.

"Well, why did my daughter forget me as an old man when she came back?"

"Yes, we are there." Sheng Hangu looked at his mother and father indignantly and pulled his sister away, completely forgot that they had a son.

Qi Xinyue came to her senses. Today, Japan is here to pick up her father-in-law and children. But when she saw her daughter whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she forgot: "It's her daughter-in-law who is reckless, and her husband is here to pick you up.

.”

Sheng Zhengye scratched his head embarrassedly. He actually forgot that he had just seen his daughter running over.

"Come on, the carriage is faster than you, hurry up and go home."

"Yes." The couple agreed in unison.

Sheng Zhengye carried Sheng Zhiyao to the carriage, and took his wife and helped her into the carriage. Sheng Zhiyao snuggled in her mother's arms and acted coquettishly. The three generations of descendants in the carriage were talking and laughing happily.

In the carriage behind Sheng Hanmo and Sheng Hangu felt extremely desolate when they listened to their laughter.

After sleeping peacefully overnight, Sheng Zhiyao got up very early. She pushed open her room door, plum orchid and bamboo jujube stood at the door holding toiletries. They were all Feng Yuanchen from Yuchen when Sheng Zhiyao was born

The secret guards that the palace picked for her were originally not called this name, but the rule of Yuchen Palace is that if you recognize the new owner, you need to give a name to start over. Sheng Zhiyao felt it was difficult to remember, so she chose this.

With a single word, and then the maid from Shengfu took the name of the master.

"Mei'er, are my parents awake?"

"Not yet. What are the instructions for the lady?"

"Nothing, I want to go out for a walk."

"Then Ju'er and I will accompany the lady out." Zhu'er said while combing her hair.

"No one of you is allowed to follow me." Sheng Zhiyao paused, then tilted his head and shouted to the door: "Gong Jie, you are not allowed to go."

Gong Jie was stunned when he heard the voice of the owner in the room.

"I want to go shopping in the capital by myself. You can rest in the Marquis' Mansion and then get familiar with the rules here to tell me."

After hearing the master's words, Lan'er put down the clothes she was tidying up and walked over: "Miss, that's not possible. You have never left us yet when you grow up so old."

"Isn't that just to adapt to life without you?" Sheng Zhiyao stood up and walked to the bed, threw the clothes Lan'er had picked for her aside, and still put on ordinary plain clothes.

I remembered that she was pulled into the room by her mother Qi last night and had a headache after looking at the clothes for several hours. During the years when she was not at home, my mother made a lot of beautiful clothes and jewelry according to the size she said. It’s a pity that Sheng Zhi

Yao felt it was very complicated, so she was still comfortable to wear plain clothes and cloth shoes.
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