Troubled Times

Since waking up these few days, Jiang Ying has been staying at home. Yang Xinrou did not allow him to go out on the grounds of recuperating, so he could only look for clues in his room to see what he had done in the past four years, but Indeed, as I thought, there was no useful information. After all, what I had learned over the years was not to leave any clues to the enemy, so I couldn't find anything when I wanted to find it.

Jiang Ying's knuckles knocked on the table and made a crisp sound. I don't know when Fang Han will come back. It is said that he can lead the army. Even if he is tired of his reputation, he can still be a leader. No one will bear the disaster.

When it comes to reputation, I have to mention the reputation of the young master of the Jiang family in Beiting. He can be regarded as a domineering dude, completely different from his brother Fang Han who was adopted by Marshal Jiang above him. He has been in the military camp since he was a child, but Fang Han is proficient in everything and behaves very decently, while Jiang Ying is not bad at learning, but his heart is not in it. He thinks about eating, drinking and having fun all day long, and is not interested in political affairs at all.Even Yang Xinrou was a little surprised, this child was very good when he was young, why didn't he learn well later?That's why the whole Beiting city shook their heads when they mentioned the young master of the Jiang family.

"Master, it's time to eat!" Xue Liu's familiar voice sounded outside, pulling Jiang Ying's thoughts back.

"Come in!" Jiang Ying walked slowly to the table. In fact, he had already recovered, but as long as his mother didn't believe it, the whole family wouldn't believe it.

Hearing this, Xueliu entered the room with the food, and neatly put the food on the table, "Master, eat it while it's hot, Madam specially asked the kitchen to cook your favorite dishes!"

I saw sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, West Lake vinegar fish, bird's nest chicken soup, and a dish of side dishes, all of which I like.However, he has no appetite now, Jiang Ying slapped his chopsticks on the table, "I see that you are not asking me to rest and put me in confinement, no, no, I want to go out"

"Oh, my young master, Madam and Master are really worried about you, you are good, and you have amnesia, how can you rest assured that you go out?" Xue Liu hurriedly dissuaded her.

"That's okay, you go out first, I'll eat slowly, and go to bed after eating, you can come and clean up in the evening." Xueliu saw that Jiang Ying's attitude was loose, there was no reason for her not to agree, she nodded quickly and said yes, and then left After going out, she still has to report to Madam.

Seeing that Xueliu had gone out, Jiang Ying walked towards the closet in the room. The most slippery thing she had learned over the years was how to run away from home and climb the wall. Can a mere Jiang mansion trap herself?Jiang Ying opened the wardrobe and took out a dusty long gown from the corner. Unexpectedly, he hadn't thrown it away for so many years, but the clothes were covered with blood. Jiang Ying's pupils shrank, and he put down the gown that was covered with dried blood clothes, is the blood his own or someone else's?

Jiang Ying groped the other corner of the cabinet again, and there was also a dusty gown. It felt like she hadn't worn it for a long time. Didn't she run away from home all these years?Have you learned it by yourself?But thinking of Yang Xinrou's words before, Jiang Ying denied her own idea.

Putting on a long gown and disguising himself, Jiang Ying sneaked downstairs first, and found that his parents were not there. He sighed that he was lucky. He probably could go out without climbing the wall, and then he swaggered towards the gate.Compared with the magnificence of the buildings in the north, the courtyard of the Jiang family is more in the Soviet style. Mrs. Jiang is from the south of the Yangtze River. Marshal Jiang, who loves his wife and becomes a devil, built the house in a Soviet style to cater to his wife's preferences. There are many pavilions and pavilions, which are particularly eye-catching among the off-white buildings surrounded by golden glazed tiles.

Jiang Ying walked to the door shaking his head and was stopped

"What are you doing?" asked the guard at the door.

"The young master insisted on going out, and Sister Xueliu asked me to go out and buy some books for the young master to relieve boredom." Jiang Ying was about to walk out the door after speaking.Unexpectedly, the guard stopped him.

"Is the front door open to you?"

"Hey, hey, look at my brain, I just thought about buying books for the young master, but I forgot about it." After Jiang Ying finished speaking, she cupped her hands at the two guards, walked towards the side door, and fell asleep. For a moment, I even forgot such an important thing.

"I don't know what day it is, it's so lively." Jiang Ying walked out of the alley in front of her house and looked at the girls standing on both sides of the road, thinking that it must be some young talent who came to Beiting to make these girls so Get excited, I haven't enjoyed this kind of treatment before, Jiang Ying touched the tip of her nose, seeing that the front was blocked, Jiang Ying found a teahouse nearby and went up to the second floor

"Guest officer, is there one?" Xiao Er came up smiling and walked forward, with colorful silk handkerchiefs in the basket on his arm.

"What day is it today, it's so lively, and you still sell Sipa?"

"Guest officer, don't you know? I heard that Young Marshal Fang is coming back. Aren't the girls waiting below, but you still have a good eye and know to find a higher place to see more clearly."

"Well, bring me some silk handkerchiefs too." Jiang Ying was eager to try when she thought of Fang Han's iceberg face cracked, and bought half a basket of silk handkerchiefs under Xiaoer's somewhat surprised gaze.

"It's just a good time to try whether my master's accuracy is still the same as before." Jiang Ying thought that a silk handkerchief was too small, so he tied all the four corners of the silk handkerchief together, and made a large silk handkerchief. Fang Han covered himself up.After waiting for a while, I heard the noise below.Jiang Ying also stretched his head out, and saw Fang Han who was riding a tall horse with a team of private guards slowly coming. Unexpectedly, this kid will look better four years later. Although he is sitting on a tall horse, he is very cold and serious. , but it is also this indifference that makes the little girls below secretly agree, thinking when such a cold young commander can only be enthusiastic about himself.

"Hey, this kid still knows how to show off." Jiang Ying touched his chin, thinking that he could do the same when he thought about it, and saw Fang Han approaching, Jiang Ying pushed hard in Fang Han's direction, and the handkerchief fell flew out.In the eyes of girls all over the street, their handsome young commander is covered by a large handkerchief with colorful and strange shapes.Didn't you agree that no one would throw it away? Which little hoof who wanted to show his face in front of the young marshal did it?

At this moment, the "little hooves" in their minds were laughing very flamboyantly, and Fang Han, who walked to the bottom of the teahouse, pulled off the handkerchief on his own head, and the private guards next to him also protected him, Fang Han looked at the things in his hands Thinking that besides looking for death in Beiting, only that little ancestor dared to treat him like this.

"Stop..." A cold and magnetic voice sounded outside the door. Seeing Fang Han looking like he was going upstairs to find the culprit, Jiang Ying wanted to rub the soles of his feet with oil, but he was blocked at the door, and Jiang Ying paused.Without looking back, he stepped faster, trying to find a gap to slip out.