Happy day for the little general

13. Paper can't contain fire, and the news that Xiang'an County King married into the General's Mansion still spread to Lingnan.

"I knew that nothing good would happen once I went to the capital, and my good brother won't be able to come back after this trip!" Prince Pingchang angrily dropped the account book in his hand.

The old prince who had just returned home drank tea calmly, looked at the eldest son who was burning with anger, and said lightly: "You have grown up, and Xiaoer also has an idea. You really pretend that I don't know about your plans. Now Why are you pretending to be in front of me?"

Pingchang put away his angry expression, stroked his hem and went back to the table: "It's true that he has his plan, but now he can't come back for a few months, I'm really angry."

The old prince didn't want to meddle in their affairs, so he put down the quilt and stood up: "I expected such a day when the late emperor passed on the throne, and I didn't want to get involved at that time, and it's the same now. The reservoir in the town has been repaired. If he is not in the channel, who will do the channel planning? The caravan will come back at the end of the year to report the account, who will approve the account book? If there is enough trouble, call him back. The situation in Lingnan is enough for him to work hard. Other people's business."

Why doesn't Pingchang know that there will be many things at the end of the year, and his life will definitely not be easy in the next few months, and he can't look at his father as a shopkeeper. He sneered: "Why don't you see him meddling other people's business at home? Why don't you You are still so naive at such an age, my younger brother likes men, and he spoke highly of Yan Lu when he was at home, now that there are two people named as husband and wife, do you really think you can call him back?"

The old prince stopped walking, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Pingchang sat down slowly, took out the secret letter sent from the capital, rubbed his forehead with a headache, and murmured: "Little brother, what exactly do you want to do? If you don't stop, I'm afraid you will burn yourself."