MTL - After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General-Chapter 37

The streets were bustling with activity, and the small merchants and peddlers who walked the streets and alleys were very sweet. When they saw the girls, they would flatter them a few words, and they sold a lot of jewelry, red hairpins and silk handkerchiefs.

"It's been too lively these few days." Yan Mingting took him back to the mansion, and said anxiously, "There are so many people, accidents are easy to happen."

As soon as the voice fell, a woman's shout sounded in the distance: "Help, there are thieves!"

Yan Mingting rushed up immediately, and saw a maid supporting his young lady, hurriedly pointing at the sneaky people in the crowd.

Without saying a word, he squeezed into the crowd, grabbed him to the ground, groped in his arms for a long time, and took out the purse embroidered with peonies. It happened that the officers and soldiers passed by, handed over the man to the government, and then went back with the purse.

"Is this purse yours?"

"Exactly." The maid happily took it.

The young lady raised her head, and when she saw Yan Mingting's appearance clearly, she was taken aback for a moment, a faint blush appeared on her face, and she saluted: "Thank you, my lord, if you dare to ask your surname and name, I will come to the door to thank you some other day." .”

"You don't need to be so troublesome." Yan Mingting left directly.

"Isn't that General Yan?" the people around said.

The young lady asked: "General Yan? But General Yan Mingting?"

Yan Mingting turned his head to look for Zhao Yelan, but he didn't see anyone. He hurriedly asked the people nearby, but they all said they had never seen him. He found another remote place to check if there were traces left by Yu Dali.

In the end, he did find it. He followed the traces and finally stopped in a small farmyard. It was Zhong Yuehong's home, and the roof was still smoking.

He walked in curiously, and saw Zhao Yelan sitting under the shade of the locust tree in the courtyard, with a wooden basin in front of him, picking peas in his hand.

"How did you come here?"

Zhao Yelan raised his head and glanced at him, without stopping his work, he said, "Have you caught the thief?"

"Well, it's just a little thief." Yan Mingting walked up to him, saw that he was very skillful, squatted aside, picked up a handful of peas and picked them up, "You haven't answered me yet, how come you are alone? came here?"

"Oh, the general is here too." Mother Zhong came out of the house, trotted over, wiped the water on her apron, and said with a smile, "Just now Yuehong brought Master Zhao back, and then Master Zhao will come to help Picking vegetables, what a shame. I'll do the rest, you can leave it to me."

As she said that, she brought all the remaining peas into the kitchen, and by the way called Zhong Yuehong, who was burning the fire, out to entertain the guests.

Zhong Yuehong wiped off his sweat, and when he saw Yan Mingting coming, he explained with some embarrassment: "I just went to the street with A Niang and bumped into Master Zhao. The situation was a bit chaotic at that time, so I took Master Zhao away first, A Niang If you insist on inviting Mr. Zhao to your house for dinner... you are afraid that the rice and noodles at home will not be able to enter Mr. Zhao's mouth."

Zhao Yelan usually eats carefully, and they all know about it, but she is too embarrassed to embarrass A Niang in person, and she guesses that Mr. Zhao also has the same thoughts, so she half-pushed and half-heartedly came together.

"General, you came just in time, take your lord back." Zhong Yuehong glanced at the busy mother in the kitchen, and whispered, "I will tell her that you are in a hurry."

Yan Mingting glanced at her, then turned to look at the silent Zhao Yelan, suddenly smiled and said, "Yue Hong, this is your fault, is there anyone who treats you like this? Master Zhao has already finished peeling the peas for you." , I didn’t even drink my saliva, I just opened my mouth to drive people away.”

"That's not what I meant!" Zhong Yuehong waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm just afraid that the humble house won't be able to entertain adults."

"Nonsense, he is here for the second time. If you really dislike this place, you can't invite him even if you carry a big sedan chair. Besides, he also peels peas for you. He has never done it in the mansion, so you can't." Let him taste the fruits of his own labor? It's a hot day, and you still haven't got him a saliva!" Yan Mingting scolded her severely, and then secretly squeezed her eyes.

Zhong Yuehong belatedly understood his hint, and nodded hastily: "I, I'm going to fetch water right now, my lord is waiting for me!"

"This girl is really ignorant." Yan Mingting thought about it while looking up at Zhao Yelan's face, only to find that the other party was looking at him with a half-smile, "I will definitely teach her well later on."

Zhao Yelan pushed his head down, "You're the only one who is smart."

Yan Mingting laughed, squatted down and grabbed his robe, Zhao Yelan quickly picked it up.

When Zhong Yuehong came out with a bowl of water, he saw the two of them talking, laughing and playing around under the locust tree, and was taken aback for a moment, standing at the door, unable to move his feet.

The sun fell on the treetops, reflecting their faces so white and warm, who would have thought that the notorious Zhao Yelan would curl his lips with a smile in a small courtyard, and their heroic General Yan was as childish as a child of.

She put the bowl under the eaves, didn't bother them, turned around and went into the kitchen, and continued to light the fire, but with a smile on her face unconsciously: "Aniang, tell me, what is love like?"

Mother Zhong looked at her ecstatically: "Girl, do you have a man of your dreams?"

"No, I'm just curious." Zhong Yuehong said with his hands on his face.

"It's okay, when you meet this person, you will know." Zhong's mother was very pleased. It seems that her daughter is getting older and finally enlightened, and wants to experience the love between children. what kind of person?"

Zhong Yuehong thought for a while, and said decisively: "Anyway, you must not be a person with a weak heart!"

Mother Zhong knew that she hated her father again, and sighed, "But it's common for wealthy families to have three wives and four concubines..."

"Whoever wants to marry those guys who hug each other, I, Zhong Yuehong, will not share it with others. Whoever wants to go will go, anyway, I will not go. Besides, whoever said that rich and noble families must have three wives and four concubines, the general married He's still a man, doesn't he take concubines? After all, those people are just greedy!" Zhong Yuehong said angrily.

Mother Zhong smiled helplessly, and comforted: "Okay, then Auntie will go to the temple to pay respects tomorrow, and bless us, Yuehong, to meet an unrivaled hero who only loves her as soon as possible."

Zhong Yuehong was amused by her.

Lunch was ready soon. There was an old hen soup stewed, some home-cooked dishes fried with fresh pork and vegetarian dishes, and hot pea rice.

"Auntie Lao is here." Yan Mingting scooped up a large bowl of rice and began to eat happily.

"The craftsmanship is not very good, the two adults will just eat." Zhong's mother smiled shyly.

"Where, I like to eat these home-cooked dishes, they are delicious." Yan Mingting said, and secretly pushed Zhao Yelan with his knee.

Zhao Yelan gave him a blank look, then met Zhong's mother's honest and earnest gaze, and said, "Well... me too."

Yan Mingting and Zhong Yuehong lowered their heads and suppressed laughter at the same time.

Zhao Yelan: "..."

After dinner, Mother of Zhong still had to leave the stall, so she left Zhong Yuehong to look after the house, and then sent them out together.

"Auntie, do you have something to say?" Seeing her rubbing her sleeves, Yan Mingting hesitated to speak, and said, "We are not outsiders, so if you have anything to say, just speak up."

"Hey..." Mother Zhong glanced back, and after a distance from the family, she said casually, "General, my lord, there is one thing I would like to ask you for help. Your vision is wider than mine, so you should know me well." Are you young and talented?"

Yan Mingting immediately guessed what she meant: "You want to choose a son-in-law for Yue Hong?"

"How dare I choose a son-in-law, what is my identity?" Mother Zhong smiled and waved her hands, sighing, "I'm just afraid that she will be cheated, if you have someone who you think is suitable for her, can you help match her? "

"Success, but is that what she meant?"

"I look at her as if she's enlightened."

"That's no problem. If I meet a suitable one, I'll take a few more look for you. As for whether it will be successful or not, it depends on her own wishes."

"Thank you, General. I really don't know how to thank you. I am here to kowtow to you." Mother Zhong was about to kneel down in gratitude, but was stopped by the two at the same time.

"You mustn't be so polite. Yuehong is also someone who has been with me for many years. She has long been regarded as my own sister. We are all concerned about her marriage. Don't worry." Yan Mingting said, Only then did he coax people away.

When the two returned to the mansion, Yan Mingting really discussed the young talents in the capital with Zhao Yelan: "Tell me, what kind of talent is suitable for becoming more popular? Are you looking for someone with literary talent or kung fu?" Woolen cloth?"

"How do you make this clear?" Zhao Yelan opened a chess book, "This is not the same as playing chess, there are rules and ways, and she has to find a good match herself."

"It's not like we're making decisions for her, we just help her to pay attention." Yan Mingting sat across from him and watched him start to play chess, his eyes were involuntarily fixed on his knuckle-shaped hands.

Luo Zi's voice was very crisp, unhurried, and out of tune with his heartbeat.

"Then do you have someone you are optimistic about?" Zhao Yelan fiddled with the chess pieces while flipping through the chess records, without looking at him.

"In my opinion, Kan Chuan is a good candidate. Unfortunately, he already has a family, hey."

Kan Chuan loves his wife as much as his life, and is well-known in the court. Even though he is now a celebrity around the emperor, and has seen many beautiful wives, he has never thought about taking concubines, so Yan Mingting Feeling good about him.

Zhao Yelan snapped his fingers, and said amusedly, "Is he a good person if he doesn't take concubines?"

"That's natural. At least he doesn't have so many tricks. Look how upright he is."

Zhao Yelan pinched a sunspot, rubbed it with his fingertips for a moment, propped up his jaw, and raised a subtle arc at the corner of his mouth: "Why do I feel that there is something in your words?"

"Cough!" Yan Mingting cleared his throat, straightened his robe again, and said righteously, "That's right, men like us are really rare in the world! Kan Chuan's wife understands this truth very well. Worship and consideration, this is why Kan Chuan is willing to treat her well alone."

Zhao Yelan smiled and said, "I can tell, you want to find a girl like his wife."

"Huh?" Yan Mingting clicked his tongue in amazement, "What kind of ears do you have, you can't understand at all."

"Heh, get out of here, don't disturb me playing chess!" Zhao Yelan drove them out, closed the door, returned to the table, set up the chess game, but found that a chess piece was missing.

He bent down to search around, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the window, he raised his head to look, and saw Yan Mingting leaning against the window, playing with a white piece in his hand, smiling at him provocatively.

"Yan Mingting!" Zhao Yelan picked up the crossbow/arrow, chased out angrily, strafed all over the yard, and the servants gathered around in fear in the corridor to watch the theater, watching the monkey show, watching their general jump up and down like a monkey.

The next day, Zhao Yelan finished his breakfast and was about to go to the Hanlin Academy, but just as he went out, he saw a woman standing outside the gate with a maidservant, and was bumped accidentally, knocking the things in her hand to the ground. The maid scolded the man who ran away a few times, and then went to pick up the things on the ground.

One of the boxes happened to fall by Zhao Yelan's feet, he bent down to pick it up, and almost touched his other hand.

The young lady withdrew her hand suddenly, and when she raised her head to look at him, she was startled again!

Zhao Yelan handed her the things, and was about to get into the sedan chair without saying a word, but the young lady called out: "Thank you, my lord, if you dare to ask me your name, I can come to the door to thank you some other day."

Zhao Yelan glanced at her suspiciously, and then turned to look at the gate of the General's Mansion. It was so obvious, could it be that she was blind?

Zhao Yelan didn't waste any more time, got into the sedan chair directly, and set off for the Imperial Academy.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The maid patted the frozen man, "Shall we go thank the general?"

"He's so cruel!" The young lady came back to her senses, her eyes sparkled, "As expected of the capital, why are there so many beautiful men, each one more handsome than the other, and they are all so ignorant, they are better than those ordinary people at first glance, I I love Beijing so much!"

"Miss, he came from the General's Mansion, he is not an ordinary person at first glance." The maid reminded.

"It's better to be uncommon, and it's worthy of me."

"However, the General's Mansion already has two masters. The one just now might be Zhao Yelan who married the General."

"right…"

"Then shall we still thank you? These things were also broken."

"Thank you, of course! Let's go back first and prepare the ceremony again." The young lady rolled her eyes, excitedly, and made up her mind, "It's good to feast my eyes, I can see enough of two beautiful men in one go, this kind of Where can I find luck!"

Maid: "..."

In the evening, when Zhao Yelan returned to the mansion, he heard the report from his servants that the generals had come to the mansion again, so he nodded and went back to his room to change into his official uniform.

"My lord, today's items are very fresh." Xiao Gao came in with a basket and whispered.

Zhao Yelan paused, took the basket, and gave him a wink, Xiao Gao immediately went to close the doors and windows.

Zhao Yelan took out the letter and looked it over carefully, his brows were instantly squeezed together, but they never relaxed.

After burning the note, he strode to the weapon storeroom. From a distance, he could hear the group of people laughing non-stop, as well as the sound of fighting.

"Master Zhao, why are you here?" He Cuizhang was demonstrating a newly practiced boxing technique, and when he saw him appearing at the door, he put away his fists and feet and asked with a smile.

Zhao Yelan looked directly at Yan Mingting: "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Yan Mingting walked towards him with a smile.

"Maybe I want to talk privately." One person laughed and pushed Yan Mingting forward, "General, don't hurry up."

"Don't make trouble." Yan Mingting pretended to reprimand, but his face was full of joy. When he approached, he found that there was something wrong with his face, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Zhao Yelan subconsciously looked at Zhong Yuehong, and Zhong Yuehong stepped forward in confusion: "Is it related to me?"

Seeing that he did not deny it, Yan Mingting was about to take him back to his room when Zhong Yuehong said: "Sir, you might as well just say it, they are not outsiders."

"Yeah, if something really happens, we can help together." He Cuizhang said, and the others gathered around, waiting for him to speak.

Zhao Yelan took a deep breath and said, "The more red she...may be called into the harem."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Zhong Yuehong.

Zhong Yuehong's face turned pale, and the nine-section whip in his hand suddenly fell weakly to the ground.