Chapter 313 The Wind Passes

The young military general in the center of the camp, with a dignified appearance and clear eyes, would be one of the rare Confucian generals at the moment if he didn't really like dancing and writing, and lacked some book flavor.

Wei Zhen looked at Mu Jinzhi for a long time, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like the hulking, simple, honest, brave person. No wonder they are brothers and sisters, with acting skills, between brothers.

"His Royal Highness has orders, and the general should obey them."

"Aren't you curious about how this hall will expose your disguise?" Zong Zhenglin asked with great interest, resting his elbow on his forehead.

"That's not necessary. The side concubine once said that if you meet His Highness with this disguise, you will definitely not be able to hide it from your eyes. She really guessed it." Mu Jinzhi shook his head helplessly, referring to Mu Xiyao , eyes full of love.

Seeing the love and love for Mu Xiyao in his eyes, Zong Zhenglin narrowed his eyes. He was not happy at first, but suddenly remembered that he had promised that cunning woman to her father and brother, "Be more lenient."

Such a soft and waxy sentence, how could it be branded in my heart and take root firmly...

"She told you to do this?" There was no one else here, Wei Zhen was his confidant, and Zong Zhenglin had nothing to avoid.

"Your Highness is wise." Mu Jinzhi nodded respectfully, and there seemed to be aftertaste in his eyes. The scene of the night before he left home after the new year couldn't help appearing before his eyes.

The delicate and weak girl was holding a stack of military books and put them in his room with a snap. Holding the desk, panting slightly, staring at him with bright eyes. His voice was as sweet and greasy as usual, but when he opened his mouth, he was unexpected.

"Brother, my sister has something very important, I want to tell you to listen to it." Even after she started like this, the girl came slowly, but he was fascinated by what she was listening to, and gradually she became engrossed, unable to let go of her distraction for a moment.

That year, she was in her boudoir, she hadn't left the cabinet yet, and she was only a slightly older child.

"The younger sister of the last general once said that with the ability of the last general, he can only lead the army, not a general. Instead of not knowing that he has wronged himself and the country, he can make great achievements and show his ambitions as a man if he is under the command of a world-famous general. "

Zong Zhenglin's eyes were deep and thoughtful. The woman said that Mu Jinzhi is a general who leads the army, but not a handsome general. How did she make this judgment, and what was the basis for it?

"Are you convinced?"

"At the beginning, I was naturally unconvinced. No man wants to stand upright when he is alive. How can he be willing to bow his head to others. The girl of Mo Jiang only smiled and looked at Mo Jiang for a while, and finally asked Mo Jiang to meet him if he had the chance. People practice the sand table three times."

Rubbing the tip of his nose with his fingers, Mu Jin felt a little embarrassed on his face. "Later, I really met those two people. After three rounds, the final general was defeated and lost most of his own city. Only now did he realize that the young general's words were to the point, and she was not helping outsiders to suppress her brother. ambition."

"So she chose Yuan Qizhao to work for you?"

"Yes. The side concubine only said that Ye Guerrilla's ingenuity is superb, and the method of marching and deploying is not a general who can understand it. If he is reluctant to work, it will delay the big event in all likelihood." Being so rudely reprimanded by his sister, Mu Jinzhi Instead of being ashamed and annoyed, he smiled happily. Later, she joined the Military Construction Department, and everything was confirmed by what she said. It is a blessing for Mu Jin to have someone wholeheartedly consider and plan for him, and make a comprehensive plan early.

"Why did you tell you to hide your talents again?" No need to think about it, I knew it was her who told me.

"In the army, there are many children from noble families. There are many people who are jealous of the virtuous and capable. It is useless to be watched all the time if you don't rely on your true ability to win the military. Besides, the girl of the last general once said that when the war in Mobei started, there may not have been people with ulterior motives." People have sneaked into the army. Keep some backs, and it will always save your life."

There was a long silence in the tent, and Zong Zhenglin sighed deeply. There is emotion in the eyes, but more is pity.

"How old was the side concubine when I was talking to you in the study?"

There was a smile in Mu Jin's eyes, with a hint of pride. "The imaginary age is fourteen, but in fact, it has just passed thirteen."

Afterwards, he talked with Mu Jinzhi for a while, and tested some military strategies. Zong Zhenglin nodded in satisfaction, and asked Wei Zhen to send him out.

Thirteen and nothing more... Of the people she cares about, I'm afraid few people know how much that woman has done to prosper her close relatives.

Zong Zhenglin pondered and counted the days. In two days, he was able to hold that fragrant and soft woman in his arms again. The days are passing slowly...

tin city. Mu Xiyao tidied things up early in the morning, guessed the time, and saw that the sun was still shining after dinner, so she asked someone to take Cheng Qing Chengyou with her, walked around the yard, and followed her out to meet people.

Just for the plaque in Jiayifang, she had to work extra hard.

After Zongzheng Linchen entered the mansion at 3 o'clock, he stepped through the second gate, and saw Mu Xiyao in the courtyard wearing a smoky dress of thousands of waters, covered with a Shu brocade gauze dress, hiring Tingting, just a few steps away shy Glancing at him, in the watery and bright eyes, the sweet and greasy smell made Zong Zhenglin stagnate.

"Your Highness." Pulling the hem of her skirt, she seemed to be approaching him. But he was dissatisfied and pouted.

"The concubine has been looking forward to His Highness for a long time, but when His Highness sees this concubine, there is no smile on his face."

Before the play was finished, her son made trouble for her first.

"Daddy, hug." Cheng Qing's little bun swung his short legs, unlike his delicate and contrived mother, he just ran past her and hugged Zong Zhenglin's legs, his little head held high From now on, Shang's chubby face is particularly painful. Being so close to him, Zong Zhenglin's expression softened at the first sight.

He hugged his son and kissed his forehead, Xiao Douding cheerfully hugged his neck, the two father and son cared about their intimacy, only seeing Mu Xiyao want to jump.

Cheng Qing is not enlightened, and it's time to let her compete for favor! A child is more expensive than a mother, and this kid needs to be educated a lot. What's more, if there is a need for talent, it is necessary to be so courteous, and the baby is wasting this great opportunity.

Looking up, Zong Zhenglin's eyes became more smiling when he saw that the little girl and the boss were unwilling to kick the weeds growing between the stone slabs under her feet. She was disturbed by her son, and she also liked to lose her temper in front of him.

"Not yet, it's not that there is a need for this hall."

Huh? The boss inquired about the news in the city so quickly? Mu Xiyao blinked her eyes, and in the blink of an eye, she chuckled triumphantly.

"Your Highness, you miss your concubine, and people in the **** watched and sent the news."

"Now that you know that, what is there to complain about?"

No complaints. So she cheerfully leaned forward, pushed away her son's small body like a meat dumpling, and occupied the most comfortable position in front of the boss by herself.

"It doesn't look like it." Even so, what happened next made Mu Xiyao very unhappy.

Covering Chengqing's eyes, Zong Zhenglin leaned over and quickly took her small mouth.

"Daddy?" Why did you stop him from watching? Chengqing yelled in confusion.

"It's windy. Cheng Qing shut his eyes obediently." His Highness the Sixth Highness didn't take a nap, coaxing his son to obey him obediently.

Mu Xiyao accepted his kiss with her eyes closed, blinking her eyelashes frequently, feeling overjoyed.

"Daddy, is the wind over yet?"

"Not yet."

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When your son grows up, if he can remember this incident, Your Highness, how embarrassing are you...