Violent General Sheng Shichong

Before he had time to think about it, candles were lit up everywhere in the general's mansion. In order to avoid being found out and causing trouble, Feng Li quietly left.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he observed carefully before entering his room.

Zhu Yun sat on the ground and dozed off. When he saw his master came back, he hurriedly got up and patted his clothes.

"Young master, what did the third prince say?"

It stands to reason that the current person should not interfere with the master's affairs, but Feng Li treats Zhu Yun as his own younger brother, and tells him what's on his mind, and the two of them often talk and laugh in private.

Taking off his night clothes, Feng Li was absent-minded and didn't answer Zhu Yun's words.

Zhu Yun caught the wink and closed his mouth.

After a while, Feng Li said: "Go and find out tomorrow, what kind of disease does Fu Ziyan have?"

"Ah?" Zhu Yun was stunned for a moment, "Is the general sick?"

This is strange, it is usually said that the general is cruel and cold-blooded, but this is the first time I heard that he is sick.

Zhu Yun himself was also curious, but if Fu Zizhang was really sick, wouldn't his master...

Originally, Feng Li had a heart of respect for this great general with great military exploits, and he dare not say that there is no one before or after, at least he can be called Tianliao No.1.

He envied Fu Zizhang's freedom and casualness, how chic he was in fighting bloody battles.

The last time he saw Fu Ziyan was still young, he only felt that the man was wearing armor and riding a black horse with majesty.

Coupled with the legends about Fu Ziyan that he had heard since he was a child, he admired this great general even more in his heart.

He couldn't get used to those court officials who were obedient and obedient, and even more disliked the people who spread rumors.

Look, is Fu Ziyan fighting for these white-eyed wolves?

However, all the good feelings accumulated in Feng Li's heart disappeared when Fu Ziyan said that he wanted to marry him...

He is a man, and he is the prime minister's son. His self-esteem does not allow anyone to make him an object of fun!

Well, you Fuzizhai, the mountain wild man dares to say that it is all right to marry him, but he is still sick!

Seeing his master's angry look, Zhu Yun couldn't help laughing.

Feng Li glared at him, Zhu Yun immediately put away his smiling face, and secretly stuck out his tongue.

The wedding date is set on the sixth day of next month. Originally, Fu Yuan meant to get married on the [-]th of this month. Although the prime minister wanted to marry his son, he still felt that it was not appropriate to do so soon.

After repeated discussions, a date was set for the sixth day of the next month.

These days, Mrs. Jia, the current mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion, often comes to his courtyard, just to teach Feng Li how to be married.

These Feng Lis are just deaf ears, he is a man, so is it possible that he still has to obey some women's morals?

Mrs. Jia was not annoyed when she saw him like this, it would be better to say that she didn't care at all, this little bastard was going to marry anyway.

She has a son and a daughter. Her son, Feng Jingke, is both the eldest son and the legitimate son. He will get another honor in the exam next year, and his future is bright.

Her daughter, Feng Jingyan, danced amazingly at the palace banquet a few days ago, so many young masters are waiting to come to propose marriage.

Looking at the little bastard sitting next to him with his head bowed and not speaking, it doesn't matter if he looks like his mother again, Mrs. Jia felt balanced.

At the end, Mrs. Jia said earnestly: "From now on, I will be the general's wife. After you get married, learn how other wives do. When you see a good girl, you have to rush to send it to your husband's bedside. Since you can't give birth, don't always come in front of your husband to make people hate you, understand?"

Feng Li: "..."