After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

In the garrison areas in the northwest, most of the government offices are simple. Except for the military generals who have settled down here and bought their own private houses, most of the other officials live in the houses of their respective government offices. After the old general Ming returned to Beijing to retire, Ming Zhan moved directly into the big tent and seldom returned to his official residence unless there was something important.

So Wang Shumian was placed in the general's office of Ming Zhan.

As soon as they settled down, Wang Shumian started to frown again: "Xuanzhen, why did you bring a little girl with you to the army? Look, even the officers who treated us showed contempt."

Cui Yuanqing followed the little kite around the house for a few circles, pretending not to hear what he said. He came here and would soon see the person he had been looking for for five years. However, she really cared about Ming Zhan and was willing to leave her daughter behind to help him.

Wang Shumian didn't get a response from him, so he turned to a tall figure and said, "And you, a girl who can't get married, why are you following me around in public?"

The girl was wearing a lake green robe, but she looked like a woman. She was Wang Shumian's younger sister, Wang Lujun. She was supposed to be engaged to Lu Qingshan five years ago. Her sister-in-law and mother had already agreed to it at that time. She had met Lu Qingshan when playing Cuju, and she was quite satisfied with the relationship. However, she did not expect that the plan would be disrupted by Prince Xiang and his wife, which almost made her a laughing stock in the capital. In the next one or two years, no prominent family came to propose marriage to her.

Wang Lujun was a person with a bad temper. She had always looked down on the dandies in the capital. Later, when someone proposed marriage to her, she simply turned them down. This dragged on until she was in her twenties, and she was quite free and easy. This time when her eldest brother came to the northwest, she secretly wore men's clothes and left the capital, waiting halfway. Wang Shumian had no way to deal with her, so he had to let her do what she wanted.

Who knew that before he had gone far, Cui Yuanqing caught up with him again, bringing a little baby with him, which made Wang Shumian so angry that he fell backwards.

Cui Yuanqing was also responsible for the wedding robbery. Wang Lujun got angry when she saw him and acted weird all the way, but she was very close to the little girl he brought with him.

She rolled her eyes at her brother and said, "She, Duan Zhuyu, can come, but I can't?"

Wang Shumian was so angry that his beard stood up on one side. He scolded: "Duan Zhuyu is arrogant and rude, and has no upbringing of a lady from a noble family. You want to imitate her? One by one, do you still behave like a woman?"

Wang Lujun snorted and said nothing.

"Uncle, you're not right," the playful little kite said crisply, "Aunt Lujun is a woman. She is what a woman is. How can you, a man, teach her how to be a woman? Are you better at being a woman than she is?"

Wang Shumian forgot to be angry at this moment. He stared at Cui Yuanqing with wide eyes. After a long while, he angrily said, "Xuanzhen, where did you pick up this wild kid? Who taught her such perverse ideas?"

Cui Yuanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, seeming a little proud. Who else but her could have said such unorthodox words?

Wang Lujun reacted suddenly, picked up the little kite and took a closer look, and said in surprise and joy: "You are Miss Cheng's daughter!"

Little Feng Zheng tilted his head and asked, "Aunt, do you know my mother?"

"More than just knowing each other, I've played Cuju and drank with your mother before." Wang Lujun was so excited when she thought of the exciting Cuju game that year. She always took Cheng Songan, who dared to divorce her husband, as her role model.

She hugged the kite tightly, looked at Cui Yuanqing again, and asked cautiously: "What do you want to do by kidnapping Sister Cheng's daughter?"

Cui Yuanqing snorted coldly: "Cheng Songan is my wife, this is naturally my daughter."

Wang Shumian looked as if he had swallowed a fly. He felt pity for the misfortune and anger at the lack of resistance. He lamented, "Yuan Qing, you are so confused. Over the years, so many noble ladies have wanted to marry you. Why do you have to... raise children for others?"

Cui Yuanqing said coldly: "I already have a wife, why do I need to remarry? How come Shangshu Wang is only forty and his hearing is not working well? This child is my daughter, who should I raise her for?"

Wang Lujun snorted, "It's his blessing to be able to raise a daughter for Sister Cheng."

Wang Shumian was a most traditional scholar-official. He was so angry at those people that he was about to leave in anger. However, he stopped when he reached the door.

Several majestic men strode towards the gate. The first one had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He clasped his hands and said, "My lord, you have come from afar. I apologize for not welcoming you in person."

As they were talking, the man had already arrived at the door. Wang Shumian then breathed a sigh of relief, went down the steps to greet him, and went into the house with him.

Cui Yuanqing suddenly grabbed the handrail, his eyes unable to control the urge to look behind him, but he suddenly lost his courage and just held the little kite tightly in front of him, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.

Wang Lujun was not willing to be outdone. She stood beside him and pulled Xiao Fengzheng's hand, refusing to let him have her all to himself.

Little Kite asked curiously, "Where's Mom?"

Ming Zhan came to her side, bent down and touched her head, and smiled gently: "Your mother and father have something to do, and will be here in a while."

Cui Yuanqing's eyes suddenly became fierce. Mother and father? Then what was he?

Before he could speak, Wang Lujun beside him was pleasantly surprised: "Is Sister Cheng here? Where is she?"

Ming Zhan raised his eyes to meet hers, his brows twitched slightly, and asked, "Miss Wang?"

In that Cuju match, both of them were still young boys and girls. Now, more than five years have passed, and they have both lost their youthfulness and are more relaxed with each other. The two, who had never spoken to each other before due to the etiquette of the capital, smiled at each other for the first time.

Wang Lujun's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Ming Xiurong, are you still short of people in your army? I came here and realized how vast the world is. I don't want to go back to the capital anymore..."

Ming Zhan: ...

He moved his lips, but in the end, no one uttered a word. Is there always a time when the army is not short of people?

Wang Shumian had been through too much today and was no longer able to get angry. He said dejectedly, "The world has changed. Men are no longer manly, women are no longer feminine, and even children..."

"Uncle, I don't need anyone to tell me what a girl is like," Little Kite said with a serious face, acting like an adult. "If someone insists on being my teacher, I will teach him some martial arts skills."

As he spoke, he clenched his little fist.

The coldness that Cui Yuanqing had just felt was dispelled by her words, and he held her hand even tighter.

Everyone laughed except Wang Shumian.

Ming Zhan was very happy to meet old friends one after another today. He ordered his subordinates not to worry about the rations today and to prepare a feast to entertain Wang Shumian. The soldiers had not eaten meat for a long time, so they had to eat some meat to boost their morale for the next day's battle.

At night, smoke rose from the camp, and everyone sat around the bonfire. Ming Zhan raised a rough bowl and said, "The Ming army has an order that no one is allowed to drink without reason unless a war is imminent. Today, we will use tea instead of wine. Cheers to the commander-in-chief!"

Cui Yuanqing did not come for military affairs, and his identity was not made public. He was only Wang Shumian's adviser. He sat aside with Xiao Fengzheng, looking at the vast night, and she still refused to show up.

Qin Gang was enjoying his meal when he heard the news and hurried over to report: "General, Lu Qingshan is here."

His voice was not loud, but Wang Lujun was close enough to hear him. She snorted, "Why did you come during dinner? It's bad luck."

Ming Lue was a little embarrassed, and whispered to her, "If you don't want to see me, go sit in my tent for a while."

Wang Lujun blushed and waved her hand: "Why would I hide from him?"

When he looked up, Lu Qingshan appeared in front of the campfire in white clothes, without any guards around him. When he saw Ming Zhan, he said straight to the point: "Where is your good niece? This is not the place for her to be."

Cui Yuanqing sneered, "General Lu is so unreasonable. Publicly, you are on the same level as General Ming. Privately, you should call General Ming uncle. Why are you so arrogant and ordering him around?"

When Lu Qingshan suddenly heard his voice, a chill immediately appeared in his eyes. He turned to look at him, but was stunned when he saw the little kite. This child looked exactly like Cui Yuanqing when he was a child.