On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

Although Xia Huai'en was willing to help Shen Wantang, the military and politics were separated now. Even if he wanted to take charge of military affairs, he couldn't do so after all.

Cen Xiao picked up the teacup, smiling.

Xia Huai'en was a little embarrassed: "Miss Shen, although the reform is being promoted now, I really can't control the affairs of the army."

Shen Wantang was full of excitement just now, but Xia Huai'en's words made her suddenly cool down.

After spending half a day's effort, they still couldn't move Captain Zhou and Lieutenant General Lin.

But on second thought, Xia Huai'en was able to successfully promote the reform, which would make things much easier for the court from then on.

Xia Huai'en pondered for a moment and his eyes fell on Cen Xiao.

Selfishly, he didn't want to talk about this, but now that he thought about it, this was the only thing he could do.

"General Cen has quite a bit of power in the army. General Shen is very busy and has some things he can't take care of. Perhaps he can ask General Cen for help."

As the words fell, a gleam of light flashed in Shen Wantang's eyes.

Yes!

He was so concerned that he was confused. Now, even with a great general sitting next to him, he had actually forgotten about this matter.

Cen Xiao sat aside with his big sword and put down the teacup in his hand.

Shen Wantang took a quick glance, slowly stood up, and bowed: "General Cen..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Cen Xiao immediately responded: "I can help you."

There was a hint of surprise in Shen Wantang's eyes, but Xia Huai'en beside him slowly hid the displeasure on his face.

"It's just that..." Cen Xiao changed the subject, raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Wantang, "I also have conditions."

"What are General Cen's conditions?" Shen Wantang asked cautiously.

Cen Xiao's mouth twitched, and his playful eyes fell on Shen Wantang again. He slowly stood up, pretended to tidy up his clothes, and then said slowly: "There will be a Tanchun banquet at the beginning of next month. The invitation was sent to me. I would like to go, but there are not many people I know at the banquet. If you are willing to accompany me, I will help you."

Tanchun Banquet?

Shen Wantang frowned.

There was nothing special about the banquets in the capital. They were just places where officials' wives had nothing to do, so they gathered together to chat and laugh, and some girls and boys of marriageable age looked at each other.

This kind of banquet is where information circulates.

Shen Wantang was confused - why didn't she receive the invitation?

Seeing that Shen Wantang didn't say anything, Cen Xiao raised his voice and sighed: "Forget it, it seems that Miss Shen's matter is not very urgent."

Hearing this, Shen Wantang agreed immediately: "Okay, I promise you."

As he finished speaking, Cen Xiao's eyebrows slightly raised, and pride slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Prince, I would like to ask, which family's lady hosted this banquet?" Shen Wantang asked.

As far as I can remember, her popularity in the capital was not too bad. Now she has suddenly become like this, and I wonder which lady she has offended secretly.

Cen Xiao thought for a moment, then he remembered: "It's the Imperial Concubine in the palace."

That wouldn't be surprising - it would be strange if the imperial concubine had invited Shen Wantang.

"My carriage will pick you up on the first day of next month." Cen Xiao's eyes softened. "I'm tired today, so it won't be too late to start catching termites tomorrow."

Having said that, Cen Xiao let out a long sigh, said goodbye to Xia Huai'en, and left the shop.

There was nothing else to do today, so Shen Wantang returned home.

After everyone had left, Yue Fu came forward, frowning and looking nervous.

"Brother, who was that man just now?"

After experiencing what happened in the past, Yue Fu had become quite steady. She never expected that she would be so frightened when she saw Cen Xiao today.

Xia Huai'en was alert: "What happened to Cen Xiao, the son of Zhenbei Marquis? Does Yue Fu recognize him?"

Yue Fu's eyes were filled with hatred, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth: "That man, that man is the owner of Zuixianlou! His men took me into Zuixianlou!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the teacup in Xia Huai'en's hand fell to the ground.

In an instant, his eyes turned scarlet.

The frail scholar picked up the porcelain beside him and threw it toward the door. A loud noise echoed in the room.

At that time, veins bulged on Xia Huai'en's forehead, his face looked ferocious, he clenched his fists, and his body trembled a little.

Normally, the women in the families of criminals would be exiled to a farm to do hard labor.

Back then, Old Master Xia had already foreseen the disaster that would befall the Xia family, and he had arranged everything for his wife and children early on.

If I am not mistaken, Yue Fu should be working as an embroidery lady in an embroidery studio.

But now...

After a long time, Xia Huai'en regained his composure, his face as cold as ice and snow in the cold winter.

"Yue Fu, I will avenge you for your hatred!"

The next morning.

A man and a horse galloped past on the sheep farm path leading to the military camp.

Last night, Cen Xiao received a letter from his mansion, saying that this operation would take longer, and naturally he would have to stay in the military camp for a few days.

Shen Wantang packed his bags early in the morning, and after instructing Qing'e on matters at home, he mounted his horse and set off.

At that time, Cen Xiao had already been waiting in the military camp.

But Cen Xiao had also packed his bags, and it didn’t look like he was going to settle down in the camp here.

"What are you doing?" Shen Wantang tightened the reins and the horse slowly stopped.

Cen Xiao jumped on his horse and said, "Of course we have to go to the southern suburbs camp. The people you need to deal with are over there."

what?

Shen Wantang frowned - shouldn't he be called back for interrogation?

Cen Xiao seemed to understand Shen Wantang's doubts, and just smiled calmly and said: "Miss Shen, I would like to recall those parasites, but now the conscription is imminent, and the emperor has issued an order, and nothing can affect the conscription."

"If you really don't want to go, I can handle it on my own." Cen Xiao raised his eyebrows, and his words sounded quite provocative.

But Shen Wantang just fell for it and pulled the reins: "Why not!"

Hearing this, Cen Xiao's evil eyes curled up, he pulled the reins, and the two of them rushed towards the southern suburbs military camp.

"Have you thought about how to deal with those people?" Shen Wantang asked on the way.

Cen Xiao looked indifferent and shook his head casually.

Shen Wantang looked helpless: "I do have a way, just do as I say."

After the words fell, Cen Xiao turned around with interest, with a playful smile on his face: "Miss Shen, so, this prince is your tool?"

Shen Wantang's tone remained cold: "I didn't say that. If General Cen thinks so, I can't do anything about it."

Cen Xiao was not discouraged, but became more interested. He stared at Shen Wantang and said quietly, "It's okay. I am willing to be used by you."

This Cen Xiao...

When I first met him in the previous life, he seemed like a serious person and behaved well after marriage. Although he occasionally got angry, it was not like he is now.