As a result, in the evening, the beautiful scenery heard an amazing gossip.

"Master, I have been asking for it for a long time." Jinyi said with a complicated expression: "I finally figured out that this square circumference has always been a rough slave in Liang Xuan. He usually helps out of the house to buy things because he is not very good-looking and is not very close to the people around him. He has not married a wife when he is in his twenties."

Meijing nodded and looked at her curiously: "Why are you not married to a wife? Why do you have this expression? Isn't it normal?"

Jinyi looked around and turned around and closed the door before whispering: "It is normal for him to not be able to marry a wife. What's abnormal is that I heard from a little maid that Fang Yuan seemed to have something to do with Mo'er beside Yu."

"Ah?" Mei Jing glared: "Mo'er?"

Mo'er, the first-class maid next to Yu Mengshuang, has a little impression of her. She is pretty and charming. She is a pretty maid and has a relatively handsome figure. She is not very low in her status. Such a girl actually looks like a square meter?

"That little maid also discovered it by accident." Jinyi said, "Once when I went back to move the firewood in the backyard, I saw two people in the small courtyard where there was no one behind the firewood... I was so kind."

After a moment of silence, Meijing asked, "When did it happen?"

Jinyi said, "The maid said she had encountered him half a month ago, and she didn't dare to say anything. After all, if this kind of thing is spread, she is afraid that someone will take revenge on her."

Half a month ago, before the incident of Lan Yincao, Meijing took a breath and finally understood why Wen said that Yu was not a simple guy.

Wen Erya really might be wronged about the Lan Yincao incident. A man like Fang Yuan is easily confused by Mo Er. What kind of thing he wants to use it to do is much easier?

Wen Erya often likes to buy people's hearts. If Lan Yincao was really what she ordered Fang Yuan to buy, how could she make Fang Yuan look like that? Isn't it obvious that it makes his subordinates feel disappointed? She is not stupid.

There is only one reason for beating Fang Yuan when she really beat Fang Yuan, that is, Fang Yuan bought the blue silver grass, which was completely beyond her expectations, and was not what she ordered. In that case, she could not argue and could only endure it, so she would beat Fang Yuan after she returned and even drove him out of the mansion.

So who would be the one who ordered Fang Yuan to buy the blue silver grass? Who else besides Mo'er?

"What a great show." Mei Jing shook her head: "Even I was covered with it."

Jinyi also thought of something and frowned and whispered: "Human hearts are really terrible."

"Yes." Meijing said: "When I first arrived at the mansion, Master Wen was in the limelight. Unexpectedly, in this moment, Yu took her off, became pregnant and sat in the position of a concubine."

Wen Erya kept telling her that Yu's biological mother was promoted to the main family and was full of ambition. She didn't care at that time. After all, Yu was considered a weak person, and Wen Erya was the most ambitious person in the yard.

As a result, Yu Mengshuang took advantage of the right time, place and people, and made a beautiful turn over. She grabbed Wen Erya's fatal hole and bit her to death.

With his neck shrank, Meijing said with a serious look on her face: "Jinyi, I suddenly want to go into seclusion."

Jinyi was amused and crying: "Master, you are the prince's concubine, and you can't ignore anything, so how can you go into seclusion?"

Meijing flattened her mouth: "I thought they were normal women who were proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I didn't expect that they would be as fierce as tigers. What should I do if I was eaten by them?"

Jinyi shook her head: "In this backyard, as long as you are favored by your master, you can't move your master even if you can come to you with all your swords, guns, and sticks."

To put it bluntly, the struggle between women is not so popular with men, so it needs to fight. If you really win the heart of that person, and let the sword light and sword shadow, that person will protect you forever.

Meijing sighed: "Forget it, let's take a break, so as not to have no strength to deal with any trouble."

"Yes." Jinyi responded and served the beautiful scenery to bed and have lunch break.

Yu Shi finally got out of Song Liangye and returned to Xiangsiyuan with a whisper. She happened to see Jinyi closing the door.

"Where have you been?" Jinyi asked.

Yu Shi flatly said, "The Second Master hasn't eaten, I'll go to deliver the meal and serve him again."

Jinyi frowned: "You should stay away from him too."

"I know." Yushi frowned: "But that person..."

Song Liangye, who sat there and said nothing, did nothing, made people want to be better for him. She didn't know if she had been hit by some terrible drug. Seeing that his eyes were so long, she asked him what he was thinking.

As a result, he said without any hesitation: "I am thinking of your princess."

Yushi felt that this person really didn't take worldly ethics seriously. Putting aside his identity, his master was his sister-in-law, and he actually said that. Fortunately, there was no one around at that time.

He sighed helplessly, and said to Yuzuo: "I won't mention him anymore, is the master sleeping?"

"Yes." Jinyi sighed a little: "Come here, I'll gossip with you."

The two maids hid in the corner and whispered. On summer afternoons, the entire prince's mansion was particularly quiet.

Song Liangchen was in the military camp and was participating in the discussion on the daily military training.

"Last time, the morale was a bit sluggish, and even fewer people came to join the army." Song Liangchen said: "Do you have any ideas?"

The next few generals and Qianhu were talking about it, some said to increase training time, and some said to increase training intensity. Cheng Beiwang sat next to him with a serious look on his face. After they finished speaking, he spoke: "It's time to adjust the military's management system."

Everyone was stunned and looked back at him.

Cheng Beiwang said: "In our military camp, there are 100 people per household. Most of the 100 households are not present during training. All of them are supervised by people. The training effect is not good. It is better to have 100 households supervise 100 households, and the deputy generals manage 100 households. If this continues, no one will slack off during training and there is no need to increase training time at all."

"The idea is very good." Bao Shitian smiled and said, "But the governor asked the people present now, how many people are willing to stand under the scorching sun and supervise others' training?"

Cheng Beiwang frowned: "How can you convince the public if you don't dare to share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers?"

Bao Shitian raised his eyebrows, and everyone looked at each other, smiling without saying a word. The people in this army who had already started to sit at home and enjoy their happiness. Who wants the people below to be convinced? Anyway, they have to accept it if they don’t agree. Why should they suffer?

Qianhu Xia Zilong, who was next to him, bowed and said, "What the governor said makes sense. If he does not share the joys and sorrows with his soldiers, he cannot convince the public. So will the governor and the military supervisor accompany us to the battlefield to take a shower?"

These two men are famous for their two gems in Yan and are very popular among girls. With such a background, Cheng Beiwang's words are naturally ridiculous. He is both tender and tender, but he expects others to bask in the sun?

"Okay." Song Liangchen suddenly spoke out and responded to Xia Zilong's words.

Everyone was startled and turned to look at him. Bao Shitian raised his eyebrows: "Does the prince want to train with his subordinates on the battlefield for several hours every day?"

"There is nothing wrong." Song Liangchen said: "Since he is the Left Army Supervisor, it is necessary to set an example."

Someone chuckled: "The prince will know after trying for two days. The sun is fierce, and you may shed your skin after standing for one day."

"Let's start tomorrow." Song Liangchen said: "Let's go first."

Bao Shitian bowed with everyone and retreated. Cheng Beiwang looked at the curtain at the door and said, "The King of Yan is sick."

"Huh?" Song Liangchen frowned. He hadn't gone to the royal palace to pay his respects for a long time, so why did he get sick again?

"Is it serious?"

Cheng Beiwang nodded: "I went to the royal palace yesterday and saw that his old man looked a little haggard. Concubine Meng said that he was too tired recently and his old illness relapsed."

Song Liangchen sighed: "So, I will rush to Guancheng to take a look later."

"Whether you go or not is second." Cheng Beiwang said: "Liang minister, have you ever thought about what you would do if the King of Yan suddenly passed away one day?"

He was slightly stunned, then his brows frowned, and Song Liangchen said, "Don't say such things if you are fine."

"I will face it sooner or later, I'll just ask in advance." Cheng Beiwang shrugged: "Look at Zuo Jun's current appearance. If you can't manage it well, will the Youjun submit to you?"

"I know everything." Song Liangchen said: "But it is not realistic to make the left army advance by leaps and bounds. We can only take it slowly little by little."

Cheng Beiwang nodded, touched his chin and said, "I have a good idea, do you want to listen?"

"What's the idea?"

"The Zuo Jun is not motivated now and his discipline is not very strict." Cheng Beiwang said: "Don't you want to go on the field to supervise yourself? Then why not give some reward policy. If the things you need to train in one day achieve the goal in advance, people will be given mung bean soup to quench the soldiers' thirst."

Song Liangchen's eyes lit up slightly: "This is not bad, but... once there is such food operation, there will inevitably be black-hearted and corrupt people behind it."

"This is even better." Cheng Beiwang smiled and said, "Don't you have an omnipotent princess?"

Song Liangchen raised his eyebrows.

Meijing slept well this time. When she woke up, she had been two minutes old. Just as she was about to get up to prepare for dinner, she saw Song Liangchen sitting beside her bed.

"Awaken?" he said, "Carry it out and go to Guancheng."

What? Meijing blinked: "Are you going to pay your respects? In such a hurry?"

"The father is sick." Song Liangchen said: "I have indeed not been to pay my respects for a long time. It's time to go and see."

Mei Jing nodded, got up quickly to change clothes and wash, and walked out in less than a stick of incense: "What disease does the prince have?"

"He has a bad heart and has a little asthma." Song Liangchen said: "It shouldn't be quite serious."

Shen Meijing pursed her lips. Is it a big problem? Is it a heart...

When he went out to get on the carriage, Song Liangchen had just lifted the curtain, but there was already a person sitting inside.

"Take me with you." Song Liangye said lightly: "I still want to meet the prince."
Chapter completed!