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"Then what does the boss think is a good match?" Weng Xiaoxiao didn't understand what he meant and didn't want to make any rash guesses.

Nie Feng's original intention was to remind Weng Xiaoxiao that Yang Shuo, as a general, was in great danger and might not have a good end.

But he regretted it as soon as he said it.

The girl opposite was not an ordinary girl. She would not live without a man, nor would she just find a man for a comfortable life. Yang Shuo must have really admired her and moved her. She must have liked Yang Shuo very much! She was not a woman in the harem, so how could she not know the risks of marching and fighting?

He knew it, but still went against the wind. It was not something that could be changed by a few words of persuasion, not to mention that they were already engaged.

Nie Feng was afraid of misunderstanding, so he quickly said, "It's what you think it is. What others say doesn't count."

Hearing this, Weng Xiaoxiao relaxed. She didn't want to cause any trouble, so she smiled and said, "Whether the shoes fit you or not, only you know. Maybe someone will say that I am greedy and vain, trying to marry into a wealthy family! I don't care what others think of this matter. Of course, if the boss brings it up, I will reply. If others have any remarks, I will ignore them."

She is still that little girl who appears gentle and peaceful on the outside, but is honest and proud on the inside.

Nie Feng stopped talking. The more he talked, the more mistakes he made. Outsiders really shouldn't point fingers at or comment on other people's marriages, even if it was out of so-called "good intentions." He had heard too many such good intentions.

"Boss, this ginseng is a specialty of Mobei. You can keep it or give it to someone else. The little boy still has many questions waiting for me to answer. If you have nothing else to do, I will get busy."

"Go ahead, thank you for your hard work."

Weng Xiaoxiao clasped her fists and saluted, "It's my job, so I won't complain about the hardship."

......

"Master, you are finally here. Look, I have a lot to ask you."

Not a little bit, but quite a lot.

"Xiaotong, can we deal with the urgent matters first? I will only be away for a few days this time and will be back to work with you soon." Looking at the thick stack of account books on the table, Weng Xiaoxiao began to back down.

He was exhausted and thin, and his master was not much better, but the young boy still had sympathy. After thinking for a while, he slowly said, "Okay, there are a few urgent data that I am unsure about, so please take a look at it first."

When talking about work, the two of them restrained their expressions, sat upright, wrote and calculated, and before they knew it, several hours had passed.

I didn't even have time to drink a sip of tea.

"That's enough for today. I'm so hungry that my eyes are blurry." After closing the last book, Weng Xiaoxiao stood up and stretched his stiff neck and shoulders.

The neck, shoulder, waist and leg diseases that I didn't have time to cure in my previous life will probably come to me sooner if I continue like this.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master. Please go back first. I need to digest so much knowledge."

Weng Xiaoxiao looked at Nie Xiaotong who didn't even raise his head, and felt quite emotional. Nie Feng really knew people. This boy was really a good candidate for accounting and money management. If he continued to squeeze him like this, she would have nothing to teach him.

With talent and hard work, his glory is just around the corner.

"What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it for you."

"Thank you, Master. My father will arrange for someone to bring me food and pick me up."

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded, didn't disturb him anymore, quietly closed the door, and walked out alone.

......

There were not many pedestrians on the street. At this time, the bank had already closed, and even Shopkeeper He had gone home. Weng Xiaoxiao walked out of the bank through the employee passage with ease.

"master."

Ping An and Shunsui didn't know about this passage, and Weng Xiaoxiao also forgot to inform them, but they both knew that Weng Xiaoxiao had been in the money house and had not left, so they waited at the main entrance with peace of mind.

When the tired Weng Xiaoxiao saw the two, she was very friendly and said, "I'm sorry, I was busy and forgot the time."

"Master, you are too polite. Our duty is to protect you."

Weng Xiaoxiao smiled warmly, climbed into the car, and lay down in her own territory without any image.

Although Yang Shuo was thousands of miles away at the moment, when she saw his guards, she could think of him. Weng Xiaoxiao put her hand on the peace locket on her chest.

......

Yang Shuo, who was thousands of miles away, was also missing his sweetheart.

Today, I received a letter from the capital. Apart from important intelligence and court dynamics, family letters are usually very brief, just one or two pages. This time, there are several thick letters. From the font on the cover, I know that they are written by Weng Xiaoxiao. If they can be sent through the Yang family's channels, then their marriage must be successful.

In the military tent, no matter how happy he was, Yang Shuo could only act as if nothing had happened. He put the letter in his arms and continued to do what he was supposed to do. However, the raised corners of his mouth could not hide his good mood.

After dinner, Yang Shuo went back to his room without even washing up.

Chunhe was considerate and lit two candles.

"You should go back and have some rest." Yang Shuo didn't even raise his head, concentrating on the thick sheet of letter paper in his hand.

From the master's silly expression, one can guess who wrote the letter. Such a thick stack of letter paper must take hours to read! And reading it once is not enough. If you don't read it a few more times, how can you miss the person when you see it?

Chunhe put down another candle and walked out with a smile on his face.

Only after meeting the right person did the master taste the sweetness of love between men and women. Seeing the master happy, Chunhe was happier than if he had married a wife.

"The Fool" Yang Shuo not only watched it for a few hours, he read it over and over again and did not sleep a wink all night.

Weng Xiaoxiao wrote about her feelings and experiences along the way in great detail, and her friendship was fully reflected between the lines. Although there was no explicit words of missing Yang Shuo, Yang Shuo felt her endless longing, and his heart was filled with spring breeze. Every word on the paper was engraved in Yang Shuo's mind.

Chunhe looked at the burnt candle and knew that his master had not slept all night. But looking at his spirit, it was clear that he had more than enough energy to fight a battle.

"Find me a nice rope. I want to hang this purse on the wall."

Chunhe agreed and looked at the purple purse beside the pillow. It must have been hand-sewn by the future master's mother. It was the general's treasure.

These people are either fighting or training, either covered in blood, sweat or mud. How could they bear to let the things they should carry with them suffer any damage!

"Chun He, what birthday gift do you think I should give her?"

Chunhe scratched his head. He didn’t know. How could he, a bachelor who had never even touched a girl’s hand, know these things!

Yang Shuo curled his lips in disdain and walked out.

No, he has to find a wife as soon as possible, otherwise when his master asks him something, he won’t know anything, which is simply a dereliction of duty!