Hua Nongying

On the way to send Huajiang out of the isolated city, the people spontaneously guarded both sides of the street, eagerly wishing him a safe journey.Song Ying lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at Hua Jiang who was sitting on the pure white horse. She was dressed in a neat silver riding suit, which made her even more majestic.

Looking at his tall and straight back, Song Ying was thinking.Looking into the crowd, does he understand the meaning of protecting these city people?Will it feel worth it?

I don't know if I noticed his sight?Hua Jiang turned to look at him.Not far away, she smiled at him.Song Ying's heart trembled violently.Perhaps 'Yan Ran Wu Fang' should not have been used to describe this man, but that was the most clumsy description that flashed into Song Ying's mind when she saw him smile.

Seeing him staring outside, Caiyi thought he was reluctant to part with Huajiang.Therefore, she sat near him and comforted him with kind words: "Young master, the city lord will go back without going."

Do I look like I can't bear it?Song Ying glanced at her, then put down the hand holding the curtain speechlessly.Sitting upright, Caiyi exclaimed again: "It turns out that the city lord is so respected in the lonely city. Compared with our young castle lord, he is not much less."

"Isn't it too much to give up?"

The little maid nodded and said, "It's really more than that, but nothing less than it."

Song Ying was amused by her, "You know a lot."

Caiyi thought that saying that the city lord was more popular than the young castle lord seemed to hurt the young master's heart.So he bowed his head in regret.

In fact, Song Ying was really purely praising her, but she actually knew how to describe it as 'excessive but not inferior'.

Standing at the foot of the city gate, Hua Jiang hugged him proudly, and then asked, "Is there any special gift you want me to bring back for you?"

Song Ying shook her head at him, and replied lightly: "It's good to be back safely!"

A few beams of sunlight spilled out from the gaps in the clouds with ease and shone into Huajiang's eyes.He narrowed his eyes and answered cheerfully.

When Huajiang left in fresh clothes and angry horse, whipped away, there was indeed a faint feeling of loneliness lingering in Song Ying's heart.Seeing that the guards of the City Lord's Mansion could no longer be seen, An Bu came to support Song Ying and said, "Ma'am, go back!"

Looking at the sky where not a single bird was seen, Song Ying nodded. "good!"

Since Huajiang left, Song Ying has been dealing with all the big and small things in the city lord's mansion every day.Although there are still many traditional characters he can't recognize, because there are many brush calligraphy calligraphy, which has nothing to do with the simplified characters.Therefore, Anbe's assistance has been indispensable.

Because of this, Song Ying finally understood that Huajiang had to deal with so many trivial matters every day.Anbu once said, "My wife is pregnant, so it's not suitable to be busy. I'd better go through it for you first, and let you listen to the narration!"

Song Ying felt that since Huajiang had entrusted him with this matter, he would definitely give him an explanation.Even if you can't make achievements, you must at least try your best.Anbu's eyes filled with relief from the sidelines.

It is essential to accompany the old lady every day, or to greet the old lady.Only one day, Liu Shuangshuang came to visit suddenly, saying that she wanted to see his wife, but Cheng Yiyang, who stayed behind to take care of Song Ying, blocked the door.

"Don't I even have the right to see anyone after the city lord leaves?" Liu Shuangshuang said.

Cheng Yiyang said: "The city lord ordered his subordinates to take good care of Madam, not when he is not around. Let Madam have the opportunity to form a clique for personal gain."

How could Liu Shuangshuang fail to understand that this clique for personal gain was alluding to her?It's just that the young lieutenant has always only listened to Hua Jiang's orders, so she really has nothing to do with him at the moment.

"Is it really not accommodating?" She puffed up her chest and brushed the broken hair in front of her ears with a very charming demeanor.

"cannot!"

Liu Shuangshuang immediately scolded angrily, "You dog slave! Even the city lord has favored me in every possible way. Seeing him come back, I won't let anyone tear your skin off."

Song Yingmao was in the middle hall, but she could hear everything clearly.When he thought of Cheng Yiyang's categorical word 'can't', he felt it was funny.When he finished laughing, he asked Anbu with doubts on his face, "Is it really okay for us to hide from her like this?"

"It's nothing bad. Madam's health is the most important time now. The city lord is not here, so I'm afraid that something will happen to her again. The old servant really has ten old lives. It's not enough to pay for it. Besides, since Vice General Cheng is not Let her come in, it will be considered that the city lord gave such a verbal order, we are just following the orders of the city lord, how could it be inappropriate?"

"But what if something happens to her."

snort!Anbu's cold snort is a ten-tenth of Huajiang's.

"Thinking about it, the warning given to her by the city lord last time was still too light, and she was dishonest as soon as she left."

Song Ying didn't want to find out what the warnings were. "It's just, Abe!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Have you followed Hua... the City Lord for a long time?"

"Oh, it's not that old, but the city lord can be regarded as an old slave who watched him grow up."

"That's still long enough." Song Ying rolled her eyes and said, "Then he was much more high-profile when he was a child than he is now?"

Anbu suddenly covered his lips and smiled, thinking of something, and then burst into laughter.Song Ying was quite surprised when she saw it, and a gossip seedling in her heart said, "It doesn't look like a lot?"

After Anbu laughed properly, he picked out some of the naughtiest things to Song Ying.Sure enough, they were all very predictable. For example, it was the first time that he accompanied the old city lord to visit His Majesty the late Emperor when he went to Nandu.Because at the racecourse, His Majesty was only five or six years old at that time, and he was riding his pony around in the wind.

The city owner was less than ten years old at that time, just the age for fun.Yue Mo wanted to show off the power of his silver whip in front of people, but he didn't know His Majesty.From a long distance, he swung his whip on the ground, splashed a stone, and hit the pony's buttocks.The pony suffered from pain, and ran madly with the young majesty into the woods of the racecourse, and got lost, and it took a long time to be found. "Your Majesty was quite frightened, and it is fortunate that he was not injured at all."

"Pfft!" Song Ying couldn't help laughing out loud, although she knew that it was actually a very serious matter.Maybe he might have to lose his head, but it seems that he is still alive at this time.Then he knew that the old city owner must have handled it properly. "Was he ever punished afterwards?"

"Of course!" Anbu said solemnly, "For this reason, the city lord was still in prison for several days at that time. The old city lord was also cruel, and he didn't allow anyone to bring him food. When he was released, he was hungry. Almost half dead."

"His Majesty the late emperor punished him?"

"The old city took the punishment. Thanks to the intercession of His Majesty the late emperor, the city lord was exempted from the death penalty. Now that I think about it, I'm actually very scared."

Even listening to Anbu's narration at this time, Song Ying could still imagine the scene at that time.Definitely more serious than it sounds. "The Lord City Lord and this His Majesty at this time are not acquainted with each other."

Speaking of His Majesty at this time, Anbu frowned.But when he saw his wife's expectant eyes, Anbu quickly came back to his senses and said, "Of course, there are too many things like this, and this old servant can hardly remember."

In addition, after being fined to stand for not listening to the teacher's lecture, Huajiang waited until the teacher was on the way home, took a group of students to stop the teacher's way, and threw him with steamed buns.In the end, he was locked in the study by the old city lord and copied books for self-reflection.In the end, Abe concluded: "Anyway, the city lord, he practiced calligraphy very neatly before he was 13 years old, and he also has a lot of credit for being punished for being naughty."

Therefore, Song Ying really can't imagine what kind of hardships such a naughty and half-old child has endured, what kind of inner struggles she has gone through to grow into the noble and majestic appearance she is now.

"The Chief Manager has worked really hard!" Song Ying adjusted her tone, and said briskly.

Anbu pointed at Song Ying's gray hair.

"Pfft ha ha ha!" Song Ying, who had felt a slight pain in her heart, burst out laughing out of nowhere.Until laughing and paralyzed on the chair.

After half a month like this, Song Ying had enough time every day.Especially the fun stories of Hua Jiang's childhood, he has almost emptied Abe Zoro's memory.

Today, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, and it looked like it was going to rain.An Bu brought a new face Song Ying had never seen before, and said, "Your Excellency, the City Lord sent someone to deliver the letter back."

Along with the letter, the guard half-kneeled on the ground and handed Song Ying a black, fluffy bundle carefully.

"What's in it?"

Anbu smiled and said briskly, "Madam, why don't you open it and have a look?"

Under the expectant smiling eyes of the Chief Manager, Song Ying curiously took it over and slowly opened it. "Oh!" A living creature appeared in front of his eyes.

"This...is...a little milk cat?" Song Ying was really surprised.I saw that it was less than the size of a palm.The round black eyes are looking at you, and when you open your mouth and yawn, your tears will be watery as if you can cry.Red nose, pink tongue.The hairy little head is evenly spread over the whole nose and both cheeks with white fur, and the rest of the head, including the two ears, are covered with black fluff until the neck.The rest of the body, including the limbs, is all white, like a white ball without any color mixed in. "This is too cute!"

The guard said: "This civet cat was born less than half a month ago. It was originally dedicated to the prince by someone else, but was exchanged by the city lord. He said that the madam would definitely like it, and asked his subordinates to send it back day and night to be a companion for the madam. "

Song Ying carefully carried the little guy out and put it on her lap.Maybe because it was finally able to stretch its limbs comfortably, the little milk cat stretched its waist with its round and round feet. "That's great!" When she raised her eyes again, Song Ying finally returned to the main topic and asked the guard, "Is the City Lord still in good health?"

"Except that I often accompany a few princes to drink, there are no other problems."

"How much wine can you eat?"

"Well, not much!"

Not much, would you specifically say that?

I don't know if the little milk cat was hungry, and bit Song Ying's index finger a few times, with an innocent expression on her face.After dismissing the guards, Song Ying thought about reading Hua Jiang's letter. If he stayed long enough, maybe she could write him a letter?But this also shows that he is too tired and crooked, think about it or let it go.

Seeing Song Ying's fondness for the raccoon cat, Anbu only joked that the Lord of his family would also do things to please people.

"But, it's still so small, what can I feed it in the mansion?" Song Ying opened the little milk cat's mouth and looked, "The teeth haven't fully grown yet, right?"

Anbu said with a little shame: "Madam, don't worry, the female wolf in the mansion just gave birth to a cub. You can feed it wolf milk."

"Oh live, hear that, little guy? You don't have to worry about food."

Since then, Song Ying has kept the little milk cat away from her in the mansion.Anbu asked him to name the milk cat.Song Ying stared at it and thought for a while, then said casually, "Just call it Xueqiu!"