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

Wu Qing looked at the man, but he was puzzled in his heart - such a thin man, who was obviously a scholar, why did he come to the military camp?

Before he could open his mouth to respond, Pei Qing walked out of the tent.

"The general is training his troops in the parade ground. I wonder who this young man is?" Pei Qing's eyes were filled with scrutiny and vigilance.

The man smiled gently and said respectfully, "I am Ma Jiwen, my father-in-law is the governor of Jiangzhou. Tomorrow is summer, and my father-in-law asked me to come with him."

It turned out that he was from the Governor's Mansion.

When Pei Qing heard the word "Governor", his face turned purple - he had sent so many spies, and now even sent his own son-in-law. The Governor really had good intentions.

"So you are the son-in-law of the governor's mansion. I'm so disrespectful." Pei Qing was about to grit his teeth, but he could only step forward respectfully.

Ma Jiwen was very insightful, and Pei Qing's little tricks were nowhere to be hidden from his eyes.

"The young master doesn't look very old, but is he Sima's follower?"

Ma Jiwen smiled calmly, and with just one sentence, Pei Qing's hatred grew even stronger.

The official title is based on the higher-level title. Now Cen Xia has only come to Jiangzhou to take up the post. The difference between the military Sima and the general in the court is not a little bit.

Pei Qing clenched his fists at such disrespect, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

"My son-in-law is really smart. I heard that the governor's daughter is pregnant these days. Although Xia Miao is just practicing, it is not fake. My son-in-law looks thin, why did he come to join in the fun? If he gets hurt, don't run back and cry to the young lady."

Now that the bullying has come to the point, Pei Qing is not someone who can tolerate it. With a sinister smile on his face, he spoke softly and severely insulted Ma Jiwen -

A son-in-law without an official position actually dared to look down on a general who had made military achievements for the court.

He really eats with the bowl in his hands and curses when he puts the bowl down.

"Young Master, you are joking. Ma also has some skills."

Ma Jiwen was not discouraged. He just chuckled and dragged Pei Qing into another pit.

"Sir, please stop joking. If you want to know if it's real kung fu, you'll know after you give it a try!"

Pei Qing, the young and incompetent man, naturally refused to give in. He raised his fist and rushed forward.

He rushed forward, bringing with him a gust of wind that lifted up Ma Jiwen's robe and scattered his hair.

In just a moment, Ma Jiwen's expression changed. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Pei Qing's fist.

The two men wrestled with each other, and the noise spread to the training ground.

In just a moment, Cen Xiao, who had just arrived at the training ground, hurried over.

Although he only took a glance, he could tell that the person was quite skilled.

If he didn't go up to stop it, Pei Qing would probably be defeated.

Cen Xiao didn't hesitate. He rushed forward and pulled Pei Qing down, blocking the two of them with his body.

Ma Jiwen's fist just stopped in front of Cen Xiao, and the blue veins on his arm were clearly visible.

When he raised his head, the fierceness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he returned to his appearance as a scholar.

"This young man really has great kung fu." A hint of coldness flashed in Cen Xiao's eyes, and he curled the corners of his mouth and said.

Ma Jiwen bowed and showed great respect: "I am Ma Jiwen, nice to meet you, the military commander."

Pei Qing explained the whole story to Cen Xiao.

Cen Xiao's eyes, filled with sunlight, were covered by a haze - so, Shen Wantang, who had been waiting for several days, was not coming back.

Yes, Shen Wantang just came to Jiangzhou to play, and the governor would be reluctant to put her in danger.

Sending your own son-in-law is the safest and the one with the least amount of room for people to accuse you of doing anything wrong.

Although he was unwilling, Cen Xiao still accepted it.

"Pei Qing, go and prepare a good tent for Master Ma and make sure he takes good care of it." Cen Xiao curled his lips and forced a smile without any emotion.

The next morning.

As soon as the sky was getting light, the soldiers got up and prepared.

Xia Miao's place is in the mountains and forests dozens of miles away. In the next ten days, the soldiers will sleep in the grass every day and conduct guard training at night.

It is midsummer and the weather is very hot, so we have naturally suffered a lot over the past ten days.

When everything was packed up, the sky was already turning pale.

The army assembled, counted the number of people and then set off for the mountains and forests.

There were sounds of horse hooves in the distance. Cen Xiao frowned slightly and turned his head to look over there.

I saw a lone horse galloping towards me, and on its back was a slim girl with her long black hair tied up high. She was wearing an ivory robe and looked very heroic.

Call——

The horse neighed loudly and finally stopped.

Cen Xiao couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, he controlled the reins and went towards Shen Wantang.

"Why are you here?" Even so, he still looked arrogant, pretended to be surprised, hid the happiness in his eyes, and spoke coldly.

Shen Wantang raised her eyebrows: "It's really boring at home, I begged my uncle to go with you to pick up Xia Miao."

After he finished speaking, Cen Xiao frowned slightly - Shen Wantang was also instructed by the governor?

It was just a normal thing for Xia Miao to do, but she actually sent two people to keep an eye on him, and each of them was highly skilled in martial arts.

"Oh? That's a coincidence. Your uncle also took a photo of someone else along."

Cen Xiao raised his eyebrows, then pulled the reins, turned around and looked at Ma Jiwen, who was dressed in black, not far away.

Shen Wantang also looked in the direction of Cen Xiao, his brows furrowed - why is it him!

The moment he saw Shen Wantang, a barely detectable panic flashed across Ma Jiwen's eyes.

He has always felt inferior to the people of the Chen family, especially this cousin who has made countless contributions.

"Your uncle really has good intentions." Cen Xiao raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Wantang felt confused, and then a terrible thought flashed through his mind.

Her pupils suddenly shrank and she looked towards Cen Xiao beside her.

Ma Jiwen pulled the reins and came forward quietly: "I didn't expect my aunt's sister to come too."

Shen Wantang regained his composure and smiled politely: "My brother-in-law, a scholar, also came to participate in Xia Miao, so why can't I?"

Hearing this, Pei Qing glanced at Ma Jiwen unconvincedly, and his sour words floated into Shen Wantang's ears: "I'm afraid Miss Shen doesn't know yet? Your brother-in-law is really good at martial arts! I'm almost no match for him."

After he finished speaking, Ma Jiwen smiled calmly: "Young Master, you are joking. You have all fought on the battlefield. When you are against me, you will naturally give in. I won unfairly."

For some reason, Pei Qing always felt sour when listening to Ma Jiwen's words, and he wished he could punch him in the mouth and tell him to shut up forever.

Pei Qing didn't like listening to him, so he pulled the reins and walked away, hoping that Xia Miao would finish quickly so that he could get away from this son-in-law.

The time was about to come, and Wu Qing had finished counting the soldiers.

Cen Xiao's eyes flashed, and his deep voice sounded like a horn: "Let's go!"