Chapter 92: Fan Ziruo joins the army in his father's place
"I didn't do anything with her. We just said a few words."
Meng Qingqian knew the "surplus food" in her family, but this was a rare favorable situation for her, so she had to vent her anger on He Yunxiao.
"You didn't do anything, but you speak for her like this?"
He Yunxiao hurriedly explained: "Mengbao, I'm telling the truth. She also helped me save Jiang Wuyou's mother. This can't be fake, right?"
Meng Qingqian said unhappily: "How do you know she didn't mean it?"
"What's the benefit of her deliberately tricking me? I'm Zhang Lingshan, a little-known person."
"Who knows, maybe she's just lustful."
"Like Mengbao?"
"I... um..."
In the side hall of Fenghua Palace, a couple closed their eyes tacitly and enjoyed each other.
...
This was the countless time Meng Qingqian scolded herself for being useless.
She had planned to show off in front of He Yunxiao, but the moment He Yunxiao's lips touched hers. Her whole body was shocked by a strong electric current rising from her lips, and she felt numb and limp.
She couldn't lift a single bit of strength, and her strong will was destroyed in an instant.
Her mind was blank, and all that was left was her love for He Yunxiao and the skilled cooperation she had done countless times. Just like He Yunxiao holding Nanzhu's wife's hand. By hooking her finger, she knew what position to use to hold her hand.
Um...
Um...
Meng Qingqian, ah Meng Qingqian, you are the eldest princess of Daqi, how can you be so depraved?
Um...
...
After a while of intimacy, Meng Qingqian leaned obediently in He Yunxiao's arms. Let her lover hug her beautiful body.
"Mengbao. I want to try in the army."
"Why?"
"Kill the enemy for Daqi, and get some military merits by the way. It's impossible that there will be artillery fire in the palace when there is a war between Qi and Yan, and there will be artillery fire for 800 miles outside the city?"
Meng Qingqian didn't intend to get in the car, she just felt that He Yunxiao wanted to get some military merits.
This is naturally a good thing.
"Isn't your father a second-rank general? There is also the He family army. Why are you looking for me?"
He Yunxiao chuckled, "I work under my father. He killed me before the Yan army came to kill me. Just arrange me to an ordinary army, don't make it too unique. Keep a low profile."
Meng Qingqian thought for a while and said, "If you really want to keep a low profile, you can sign up at the conscription office and start as a soldier."
He Yunxiao was surprised and said, "Where are the ninth-rank soldiers?"
"If you are ninth-rank, you can at least be the general's guard directly." Meng Qingqian thought for a while, and shook his head and said, "Who in Yinjing doesn't know Mr. He? With your father here, you can't keep a low profile wherever you go."
"Dream Bao"
"Don't... Let me think about it again..."
Meng Qingqian was so annoyed by He Yunxiao that she could only say: "If it doesn't work, you can go to the Ministry of War to get a token and recruit a private army to join the war. If you want to act freely, you have to find a way to get food and grass yourself. If you are affiliated with the court's army and obey the general's command, the court can also provide you with food and grass. "
"Can't you use Mengbao's back door?"
Meng Qingqian shook his head, "If you are short of money, I can give it to you. But don't rely on my relationship to blatantly break the rules of the court. I can follow you in normal times, but now it's wartime, and rules are most needed. "
He Yunxiao secretly smacked his lips when he heard Mengbao's words. In the past, Mengbao pretended to be Li Qingmeng, but now he subconsciously stopped pretending and said directly, "I can follow you in normal times." He just kept saying "this palace".
He Yunxiao just pretended not to hear the loophole in Mengbao's words.
He took out the honey paste given by the Queen Mother, put it in Mengbao's hand, and then leaned over Mengbao's ear and said like a devil: "I don't mean that, I mean..."
Meng Qingqian opened the lid of the honey paste and put a little on her hand with her green jade fingers.
It was slippery and fragrant. But I didn't know what it was used for.
Even though He Yunxiao explained it carefully, Meng Qingqian still didn't understand what he meant at all. Some things, even for her, were still too beyond the scope.
"Does Mengbao want this toy?"
He Yunxiao began to coax.
"No." Meng Qingqian returned the honey paste to He Yunxiao. She didn't need to think about it, and she knew that He Yunxiao was thinking about something bad again, so she wouldn't give him a chance.
He Yunxiao took back the honey paste with a little regret.
Mengbao seemed open-minded, but in fact she was still traditional. Some things hadn't been tried, let alone honey paste. She unlocked the orthodox things very quickly, and the side door and left-handed way had almost no progress on her, and the progress was not as good as Yinyun and Ruobao. Although Ruobao may not know what she has done that is passed down by word of mouth and is unorthodox.
He Yunxiao can understand it. After all, Sister Jiang can't let go of her status and relies on her hardworking hands, and it is even more impossible to expect Mengbao to agree in person. Only Yinyun has no such scruples.
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After resting in the palace for a night, He Yunxiao got up early the next morning to go to Fan Mansion to pick up Sister Du for work.
According to convention, he had to spend some time with Ruobao first.
However, Ruobao didn't look very happy and looked worried. He Yunxiao coaxed her for a long time before she felt better.
In the carriage to Daqi Bank, He Yunxiao and Du Yinyun sat close to each other.
Sister Du is now more and more like a female president. Even her dressing style has changed from the iceberg beauty style to the mature iceberg queen style.
Sister Du is aloof, and with the support of the business of Daqi Bank, it is easy for her to transform into an iceberg queen.
Although Du Yinyun has handled millions of taels of cash flow, she still obeys her master without any bottom line. Not to mention Daqi Bank and its millions of taels of cash flow, even her good sister Fan Ziruo, she is not ambiguous when selling.
She even remembered He Yunxiao's casual remark "no more than three times" in her heart.
The so-called "no more than three times" means that when you are intimate, you must refuse He Yunxiao three times before you agree. This is the rule that He Yunxiao set up to prevent Sister Du from being bullied too badly.
The effect of this trick is surprisingly good, reducing the number of times and improving the quality. So much so that He Yunxiao was always provoked by Sister Du, and even his actions towards her became much ruder.
Du Yinyun stood up from the seat of the carriage in the Marquis's Mansion, pursed her shiny lips, and silently packed up the beautiful clothes that were wrinkled by He Yunxiao.
"Young Master."
"What's wrong?"
"The Chu Family Army is here." Du Yinyun said.
He Yunxiao: ? ? ?
Why did the Chu Family Army not come to find Chu Fan but to find Du Meimei? Oh, yes, Chu Fan is "dead" on the surface. They can only find Du Lie's descendant Du Yinyun, and Fan Changshu who is still alive in the Fan family.
"What's going on?" He Yunxiao smelled something wrong.
"The old subordinates of Yinyun's father and sister's father contacted the Fan Mansion yesterday. They chatted and asked Yinyun to listen..."
He Yunxiao frowned and listened to Du Meimei's story. But there is only one key point: about 80,000 old subordinates of the Chu Family Army gathered 150 miles outside Yinjing City. Due to the warning of the court, they did not rashly approach Yinjing City for fear of being eaten by the Yan Army cavalry. But these 80,000 people have no generals and are leaderless, so they sent representatives to Yinjing to invite Fan Yu to be the leader. But Fan Yu refused sternly, and the two sides were deadlocked.
Sister Du said that her sister Fan Ziruo had a private conversation with her. Ruobao meant that they could not leave these 80,000 people alone and she wanted to join the army in her father's place.