Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 105: : promotion
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Lao Guogong is standing behind an old lady, who is beside Mrs. Zheng Guogong. This is also an old man.
In the past few days, Shizi came to Lao Guogong early in the morning to eat Korean food.
A few days ago, the cooking girl left by Jinyi Xiangjun just returned the food to the outside, and then quietly retreated to the outside, only waiting for the old man to summon him.
But since the old son came to eat food here, this girl brought someone to set meals and stood at the table.
As soon as Shizi comes in, her eyes are the same as falling on Shizi, just follow Shizi.
The old mind just scoffed at such a clear mind.
In these days, the old man has also planted manpower, thinking that while Ming Yan is not paying attention, he will learn a trick and a half with her. But who knows, that girl is also thoughtful. Whenever she cooks, she hurries everyone around, and locks the door of the kitchenette, preferring to be smoky and guarding each one. Secret, don't let others go.
After listening to Ming Yan's introduction, the old man waved at her, "You go down."
"Ah?" Ming Yan hadn't responded yet, and she said dumbly: "Let the slaves serve the grandfather's meals. In Jing'anbo mansion, the township lord is also most satisfied with the slave service."
The old man sneered. At this time, he didn't forget to mention Jinyi Xiangjun. Why did n’t he mention Xiangjun when he just said those foods?
Lao Guogong suddenly frowned at Ming Yan, a pair of eagle-like old eyes with sharpness, immediately made people look at nothing.
Ming Yan couldn't help but hesitated for a moment.
The old man glanced at the back of Ming Yan. The little girl left the weak girl around him to this old guy. Why, use him as a touchstone? I wonder if the little girl is satisfied?
When the old man remembered that day when he was in a coma, what Chu said in his ears when he persuaded him to take a meal was more and more interesting. It seemed that he really had to go and see what the little girl had done. Capable.
The ancestors and grandsons ran out of food. Soon after the people withdrew the plate, Zheng Guogong came.
Zheng Guogong frowned when he saw his son again with his father. "What time is it, you are not going to Guozijian, your grandfather is just right, in the future, you are not allowed to disturb your grandfather!"
Zheng Shizi grinned and ran away.
The three generations of Zheng Guogong ’s single pass, the tutor is actually very strict. Although Zheng Shizi is favored, Zheng Guogong is very strict with him. He is seventeen years old now, and all the boys in the yard are waiting for him. He doesn't even have a house. He is still a serious boy.
Zheng Guogong noticed that Jinyi Xiangjun left this cooking girl who was not pure, how could he give her the chance to contact her son.
The old Zheng Guogong glanced at his son and pointed to the seat next to him.
"Come here, sit down, how is it going?"
Zheng Guogong took a cup of tea and took a sip, and nodded, "My father already has done the job."
The old man leaned on the chair, playing with two wenwan walnuts in his hands, and closed his eyes slightly.
Zheng Guogong paused and said, "Why does my father think of the three children of the He family, even if the mother and the old lady He are old, things between our two houses are always incompatible with each other. Jinyi Xiangjun ’s sentiment, in the future, there is a chance to repay this affection.
The old Zheng Guogong shook his head. "It ’s just a hand to me, it ’s a cheap girl. You can rest assured that you wo n’t be involved in the affairs of Jing'anbo in the future."
After hearing his father's promise, Zheng Guogong was finally relieved. Although his father's reputation is notable, after all, he has retired from the court. If his old man wants to mix up these things too much, it will definitely cause others to criticize.
In the evening of Liangzhou in the northern part of the country, the gold was sprinkled across the yellow grassland. Although it is a bitter cold place, such a view is magnificent and magnificent.
Not far away, gold fell on the two men in front of and behind, leaving a long shadow on the withered grass.
The cold wind blows and drums up the two men's robes. From a distance, they seem to be standing on the edge of the red sun, stepping forward towards the warm red sun that they finally hoped for.
Let's take a few steps to catch up with his own master. Instead of joining He Changyu in the North Frontier Army, he stayed in Liangzhou City to help He Changyu.
The military camp is closed today. He brought the master's needs to the gate of the military camp.
When he was in the army, he knew that his master had been promoted.
From the leader of a hundred soldiers, he became the captain of five hundred soldiers.
Don't look at just four hundred more people, but it can be regarded as a substantial transformation.
A good general is a general officer, and a bad one can only be regarded as a elite soldier with a hundred people, but the captain is different. It really has to be counted. It has a grade.
Of course, He Changzheng, an infantry captain who now commands five hundred men, and a tutor captain such as Captain Guo, cannot be compared, but he can also be regarded as an intermediate officer.
You know, in the absence of war, it is very difficult for soldiers to be promoted, especially under the harsh northern border generals like Lu Guogong. Such a beautiful thing is almost impossible to happen.
It ’s beautiful to come to Vietnam. The efforts of the masters have not been in vain. The three young masters deserve the prestige of Jingan Bofu general Aristocratic Family.
If you write to Jingzhong about this incident, Old Lady He does not know how happy he is!
If Grand Master Three can raise another liter, Grandma Grandmother may have the grade to be a life-threatening wife.
Thinking of this, Lao Gao, who could not help but twitch his mouth, couldn't help but got a glimpse of his own cold master, and he was a little puzzled.
Laiyue went around his master, "Master Three, where do we go, do you have a rare rest, don't you go back to the small courtyard in the city and rest?"
He Changbi looked up a few dilapidated tents that seemed to be floating in the sky. He didn't answer the words from Lai Yue, but said, "Can a letter come from Beijing?"
Laiyue followed He Changyu for many years, and he also understood that he did n’t want to say more. He did n’t ask again. “In terms of time, the letter in Beijing should come in these two days.”
He Changxu nodded, and remained silent again.
The next way, he didn't say a word. Instead, he got more and more in his heart. I don't know what happened to the master. Isn't this promotion? Why is there a stinking face, as if everyone owes him thousands of dollars.
Small theater:
In the dark room.
He Saburo: Let me out, let me out!
Xue Shanlan (whip the whip): shout, shout!
He Sanlang: Xueshan Lan, you don't let me go out, be careful I kill you! Don't you know I was born again!
Xue Shanlan: Anxious P, I'm your mother. I don't know what it is, it's just a matter of dozens of chapters. I can't hold my breath.
He Saburo (Liang Jian): When doing woolen things, Laozi's daughter-in-law has to run away with others, do you pay me!
Xue Shanlan (carefully remove blade edge): ... well, the old lady is showing mercy, pulling you out.