Troubled Times

Jiang Ying suddenly wanted to see Fang Han's room, so he got up and opened the door and walked to the other end of the corridor, only to hear the quarrel in the parents' room upstairs. Why did they still quarrel, remember the last time they The blush was because Dad decided to let Fang Han take over his position in the future, right?Jiang Ying walked upstairs softly and stood at the door of the room.Suddenly, the door hit the wall with a "bang", and the carved casements were cracked open.Jiang Yihong, who came out angrily, turned his head and saw Jiang Ying, paused for a moment, and then went downstairs.

The sound of Yang Xinrou throwing something came from the room, Jiang Ying lowered her raised foot, turned around and walked downstairs.Just ask Fang Han.

When Jiang Ying pushed open the door and saw Fang Han, it might be because the room was slightly warm. Fang Han unbuttoned the top two buttons, revealing his delicate collarbone, and he seemed less serious.Jiang Ying stopped at the door and stared at Fang Han thinking about something, but it was the sound of Fang Han putting down the official document in his hand that woke him up.

"Fang Han, are you going to be a handsome man? There was a lot of noise upstairs today." Jiang Ying stood at the desk and bent over to look at Fang Han who was sitting opposite.However, Fang Han pulled Jiang Ying to his side, and with a hard effort, Jiang Ying landed on Fang Han's lap, so frightened that Jiang Ying jumped up reflexively, but was laughed at by Fang Han, "Isn't it just a pull, the reaction is so big? You used to like to climb on me the most."

"You've been digging through old accounts very frequently recently." Jiang Ying cast a glance at Fang Han.

"I can't help it. After all, you have forgotten the new account, and I have no choice." Fang Han picked up the ending, making the words meaningful, and making Jiang Ying a little creepy, wondering if he really did something.

"Hey, the topic has been changed by you." Jiang Ying lowered her eyes, preventing Fang Han from seeing the emotion in her eyes clearly

"No, Uncle has no plans to delegate power," Fang Han replied solemnly

"Oh, then when can I go out?" Jiang Ying didn't question and directly switched to another topic

"It's too dangerous outside now. If the young master feels bored, you can come and help me, or let's go to the military headquarters to practice. Your amnesia will double my workload. Well, that's it." Fang Han Touching his chin, Jiang Ying sent him out of the study without giving Jiang Ying a chance to refuse.

He didn't ask what he wanted to ask, but in the end he let himself in. Jiang Ying felt that he was really confused.

"That..." Jiang Ying opened the door again.

"Huh?" Fang Han looked up at him suspiciously, thinking that Jiang Ying was going to repent.

"I want to go to your room"

"When did Young Master Jiang need to report for entering and leaving other people's rooms?" Fang Han looked at him with a smile

"Hey, how do you say I don't know etiquette, after all, after all..." Jiang Ying suddenly couldn't think of anything to prove that she knew etiquette, after all, it seemed that she did not report when she entered Fang Han's room before After saying "Forget it, I don't care about you, let's go first" Jiang Ying shut the people in the study, turned her head and pushed Fang Han's room away. behavior style.

Jiang Ying stood at the door, counting the numbers in his mind and stepping on the carved stone slab, but there was no secret passage as he thought, because he only calculated a small part, and there was no more slate that matched the number.

In the early morning of the second day, Jiang Ying was dug out of the bed by Fang Han, and had breakfast in the private combat room of the young marshal of the military department.

"From now on, I will teach you various moves and skills in the morning, and political affairs in the afternoon, and it will not end until you become a qualified adjutant again." Fang Han said with a serious expression, and added after a pause, "Don't worry, what we are doing now No third person will know these things, even uncles and aunts, so if you have any doubts or questions, you can tell me directly. I know your situation, but I also hope you can trust me. After all, we It was possible to deliver life and death before, and I hope it will be possible in the future.”

"You're right, maybe now I can only trust you." Although Jiang Ying still has some hesitation in his heart, Fang Han's words are correct. If he wants to return to his previous strength, he has to trust him. After all, his father It's definitely unreliable. After being coaxed a few times, my mother will reconcile with my father again like this morning.

Maybe the person I met when I was eight years old was really doing it for me. Although I was a little uneasy when I did what the person said at the beginning, but later I found that my father seemed to be conniving, and I went out to play a lot after that. The more I see, the more I understand a lot of things that I didn't understand when I was young. Maybe this is the purpose of that person. I remember that he once said to himself that he would understand what he said when he grew up.

From then on, Jiang Ying lived a life of fighting (yi) Zhi (chang) high (bei) Yang (can) in the fighting room every day.However, Jiang Ying became more and more sure that Fang Han might really want to help herself. The training in the past few months made Jiang Ying feel as if she had returned to the level she should have, and Fang Han also commented in this way.

When Jiang Ying finally regained her freedom, midsummer had already transitioned to early autumn. These days, Yang Xinrou has been talking about organizing a big event for the two of them on their 20th birthdays.It's just that Jiang Ying and Fang Han haven't been free, so they haven't even made the dress yet.

"Get ready, follow me to investigate someone." Fang Han threw Jiang Ying a set of clothes, and Jiang Ying shook off the colorful gown with some disgust. Even when he was doing mischief outside, he had never worn such a fancy dress. Is this going to go to the streets to snatch good women?

"You'll know when you arrive, it's a military order." Fang Han looked at Jiang Ying's disgusted expression and said, Jiang Ying could only pinch his nose to recognize it.

"Let's wait around here tonight." Jiang Ying was very excited, but not because she and Fang Han came out to investigate, but because she was excited to finally go to the brothel and Chu Pavilion in the name of business. "Put on the cloak later and let's go in through the back door," Fang Han instructed from the side.

"I'll just go in through the front door. I'm not afraid of being published in the tabloids tomorrow, but you have to go through the back door. If Shaoshuai Fang is known to be here, how many girls will be hurt?" Jiang Ying thought a little unconvinced. He wanted to take off the cloak he was wearing but was held down by Fang Han.

"Don't make trouble, after all, you are my adjutant, if you go in like this, they will not doubt it"

"No, no, you cover your face with a veil. I'll take you in openly. It's only a problem if you enter through the back door." In the end, Fang Han couldn't resist Jiang Ying, so he could only cover his face and put on a cloak

Then Jiang Ying showed a signature arrogant smile as soon as he got out of the car, hugged Fang Han who was wearing a cloak, and walked in swaggeringly.

"Yo, rare guest, it's Uncle Jiang, who is this?"

"This is my new friend, I'll bring him here to see the world." Then Jiang Ying walked upstairs under the suddenly realized eyes of the old bustard, but in fact Fang Han was the one who led the way.

"I'm afraid this Uncle Jiang has robbed someone's young master," said a charming man next to them, looking at the backs of the two of them.

"Probably, the person in his arms is reluctant." The old bustard shook his head and said