Dandere General and his Lord

Zhou Zixi found that, at some point, the nearby thresholds had been removed, and the steps were also paved with wooden boards to facilitate the passage of the "wheelchair".

The wheelchair drives on the wooden corridor floor, making rhythmic sounds.

Cheng Qianye was walking and talking to him,

"How do you feel, is there anything that needs to be changed?"

"It's alright? I stayed up all night trying to design this. I'll make it for you in a hurry."

"You don't have to worry about your mother. I have already sent someone to ask for Song Xianggong. I am very careful this time. I received a tip today and I have taken my wife safely. I will return to China with General Mo soon."

Cheng Qianye pushed the wheelchair, slowly walked down the corridor, and walked into the sunshine in the courtyard.

The back figure sitting in the wheelchair gradually regained its dazzling luster, showing a dazzling golden edge.

A low male voice rang out,

"From now on, my life is yours."

Chapter 74

Mo Qiaosheng returned from abroad leading the army.

This expedition is more than a month away.

I haven't seen my lord for a whole month.

As soon as he stepped into the palace gate, his desire to see that person became more and more intense.

He climbed the steps towards my hall and walked across the wide terrace. He couldn't help but get faster and faster, trotting all the way and turning around the corridor.

At the end of the sun-drenched promenade, there was a chair with wheels, sitting on the chair was a man who was as handsome as jade. The man was holding a scroll and was talking intently.

The lord put one hand on the back of his chair, listened intently, and responded with a few words from time to time.

Mo Qiaosheng had to stop.

He adjusted his breathing and gave a military salute on the ground.

"Qiaosheng, are you back?" Cheng Qianye looked at him and said with a smile.

"Has Zixi's mother picked it up? How is the old lady?"

The lord is still so concerned about this Zhou Zixi.

Mo Qiaosheng sighed for a moment: "Reporting to the lord, Mrs. Ji is in good health, but she still does not recognize anyone. She has now settled in the courtyard where Mr. Zhou lives."

Zhou Zixi donated his hands and saluted, expressing gratitude: "Thank you General Mo, the general's kindness to help the family, Zixi will remember it in his heart."

Mo Qiaosheng returned a salute.

He saw the lord bent down slightly, and said to the Zhou Zixi with a pleasant face: "It's really lucky that the old lady is safe, and now I can finally rest assured."

After saying this, he personally pushed Zhou Zixi's wheelchair and walked out.

Mo Qiaosheng bowed his head and bowed his head, the rattling wheel passed by his feet, followed by the lord's robe.

The lord didn't even stop to look at me, Mo Qiaosheng couldn't help but pursed his lips slightly.

However, at the moment of passing by, Cheng Qianye suddenly freed up a hand and grabbed Mo Qiaosheng's palm.

He carried it behind his back, squeezed it tightly, and rubbed it back and forth with the pulp of his fingers.

Mo Qiaosheng fell out of line and was dragged behind the lord.

His face couldn't help turning red.

The guards on both sides looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and looked like they didn't see it.

Before Biyun's face was red, she took Zhou Zixi's wheelchair.

"My lord, let the slaves take Mr. Zhou back." Biyun said.

Cheng Qianye sent Zhou Zixi down the steps towards my hall, and Tuo Biyun said: "Biyun, you are more careful, and the old lady will take care of you. You arrange it carefully, and be sure to take good care of the old lady, As long as there is something missing, go directly to Director Lu Da, and just say that I ordered it, do you understand?"

Biyun pushed Zhou Zixi's wheelchair and walked a long way on the palace road before quietly looking back.

I happened to see the top of the pavilion, and the lord pushed General Mo into the Chaowu Hall.

Oops, the lord doesn't remember to close the door, and those who have no vision outside the door don't know how to quietly help.

...

Outside the city of Bianzhou, there is a huge grassland.

This is a newly established breeding ground for military horses.

Sima Tu was appointed by Cheng Qianye to be in charge of the breeding and maintenance of military horses.

When Mo Qiaosheng found him, he was wearing a mustache and was busy watching the stallions imported from the Western Regions.

"Qiaosheng, you came just in time." He took Mo Qiaosheng's hand, "Come and see how these horses are?"

"This is a rare good horse." Mo Qiaosheng said, "Although it doesn't look very conspicuous, in fact, they are strong and strong, with long endurance, and can withstand long distances. They are most suitable for military use."

"Yes!" Sima Tu gave a high-five, "I think the same. I want to breed a batch of them, so that our cavalry will be unfavorable."

"By the way, Qiaosheng, what do you have to do with me?"

Mo Qiaosheng's face turned red for a moment.

Sima Tu brought Mo Qiaosheng to the office where he rested on weekdays.

He found two glasses, heated a pot of wine, and filled Mo Qiaosheng with a glass.

The two touched the cups, Mo Qiaosheng raised his cup to his lips, and drank slowly.

"What do you mean?" Sima Tu asked as he filled him with wine, "Do you want to ask me about my technique to please the lord?"

Mo Qiaosheng held back his shame and nodded.

"But," Sima Tu spread his hands, "I'm not very familiar with the way of Longyang."

"But...but I don't know who to ask."

"Why do you suddenly think of asking this? Haven't you ever been in love with the lord... have you both been in love?"

Mo Qiaosheng's face flushed instantly, he hesitated several times, and finally decided to say: "I don't know why, my lord, he has never really been with me..."

"Why is this?" Sima Tu said in surprise, "The lord clearly likes you so much that he doesn't even deliberately conceal his relationship with you."

"Could it be you? Do you have any intention of showing resistance to Chuáng Yizhihuan?"

Mo Qiaosheng said in a low mood: "Although I am happy with the lord, I am really not used to this kind of thing. The lord may be aware of it, so he would rather endure it himself than force me."

Sima Tu laughed, "So you don't mind this. If it were me, as long as it was the person I liked, no matter who she was, I would not refuse her."

He approached Mo Qiaosheng: "Princess has a kind of medicine, I will ask for a bottle for you, drink it yourself, and you will no longer resist anything."

Mo Qiaosheng blushed and turned his face away: "I sincerely ask you for advice. Don't make fun of you."

"Why am I making fun of this? You are so anxious all of a sudden, but it's actually because of that Zhou Zixi?" Sima Tu looked at him and said.

Mo Qiaosheng was silent.

"I've seen that person. He is handsome, elegant, and full of poetry and books. The most important thing is that he has a broken leg and a poor background. The lord will inevitably have a lot of pity for him. You often go abroad, but he always Beside the lord, indeed..."

He said in one word what was on China Mo Qiaosheng's mind, and Mo Qiaosheng only felt a little irritable in his heart.

"In this way, I'll give you a copy of this," Sima Tu pulled out a silk book from the drawer, he nodded lightly, and said with a smile, "Go back and study by yourself. Be sure to seize the master's heart, but Don't be robbed of love."

Mo Qiaosheng dawdled a few times, and finally grabbed the silk book, hid it in his arms, and got up to leave.

...

Cheng Qianye was in Yao Tianxiang's women's school,

The two stood on the pavilion and watched some plainly dressed civilian women enter and exit the museum.

This vast mansion was originally the princess mansion that Cheng Qianye gave to Yao Tianxiang according to Cheng Ruo.

But Yao Tianxiang is now living in the Qifeng Pavilion in her palace, instead of leaving, and changed it into the first women's academy in Jin according to her own will.

This women's school is not like the men's school to learn the six arts of the gentleman.

But in addition to learning some basic cultural knowledge, the focus is on teaching various life skills.

Here, female professors from industries such as Xiufang, tie-dye, textile, mulberry raising, and food workshop were invited to give lectures. All students learn simple literacy and math in the morning. In the afternoon, you can choose the courses you want to study.

One-on-one repairs are also very cheap. If there are students from poor families, the college can also provide repairs on credit.

Therefore, most of the people who come to study are women with civilian status. They want to acquire a craft so that they can support their families.

"It's interesting, Tianxiang, what do you think?" Cheng Qianye asked while leaning on the railing of the pavilion, looking at the separated classroom of Your Excellency Lou,

"I thought you would set up a school for noble women to study poetry. But I didn't expect you to set up such a... practical school"

Yao Tianxiang smiled: "Should I set up a school for noble women to recite poems and write poems? Provide them with a place to socialize?"

"What I hope is to improve the status of our women in life." She gestured with two fingers, "even just a little bit."

"These women go home after finishing their studies, and some of them can even support the family's economy, so they will have more right to speak at home. At least they can gain more knowledge and stop being an accessory to a blindly obedient man. My current ability is limited, and I can There's only so much to do.”