MTL - The Wife is First-Chapter 19 Jumping beam clown

"Shut up!" Jing Hao walked in with a cold face.

Song Lingxin, who stood in the center of the study with one hand and squatted, originally mentioned that the chest was breathless and swallowed back.

Mu Hanzhang sat at the desk and frowned slightly. When he saw Jing Hao coming in, his face looked a little slow. He stood up and gave him a gift: "Wang Ye is back."

Jing Yan walked over to Mu Hanzhang and took a look at Song Lingxin and the two rings behind her: "Song Lingxin, what is your attitude towards Wang Hao?"

"Wang Ye ~" Song Ling heart grievously screamed, taking a deep breath, "all for the peace of the palace, Wang Hao he ..."

"You shut up!" Jing Hao heard the sharp voice of Song Lingxin and felt a headache. He turned to look at the people around him and asked in a slow tone. "Jun Qing, what is going on?"

Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes and licked his lips: "The milkmaid is not good, no one is taking care of it in the farm. I want to take her and her son to the next house in the palace for a while, waiting for Zhou’s leg injury. Ok, let them go back." The gentle and pleasant voice said that it was not urgent or slow, and it was very comfortable.

"Wang Ye, Wang Fu has never been a foreigner. This is a rule. Once Wang Hao opened this head, wouldn't it be possible for anyone to want to go here?" Song Lingxin argued that in her opinion, the royal family, the most taboo It is the fine work of others in the government. As long as you hold this point, you will not believe that the prince will stand on the side of Mu Hanzhang.

Jing Hao frowned.

Song Lingxin saw that he had said something on the spot, and his heart was full of smugness: "If you are in charge of the size of the house, you have to be responsible for this house. The next room is behind Xiyuan. If you come in, people who come from unknown sources come. If something goes wrong, it’s not clear."

Xiyuan lived in the maids, the so-called accident, naturally refers to some unpleasant... Mu Hanzhang slowly tightened his fists, Song Lingxin said so, is to insult him.

"Hey!" Mu Hanzhang has not spoken yet, and Jing's slap has been fanned to Song Lingxin's face.

Song’s eyes widened and he looked at Jingyu incredulously.

"Since you have a bad house, you will hand over all the books to Wang Hao today." Jing Hao said coldly.

"Wang Ye!" Song Ling squinted at his face, did not understand that he was self-satisfied, how could he be suddenly beaten, and he was also the right to be the master of the house on the spot, and could not help but raise the voice of the voice. "It’s for the sake of the palace, how are you? You can do this in the same way! Wang Hao is not well governed by Wang Fu! The flower book has set the rules, and nine days of serving the bed, Wang Ye did not go to one day! Such a person who is in the middle of the game, who will listen to him!"

"Enough! From today, the lady is forbidden for a month!" Jing Yan squatted on the forehead of the painful pain, watching Song’s screaming screaming under the persuasion of the next man, swinging his hand, "Pull out! No Ben The king’s permission is not allowed to step out of the yard."

The guards outside the door came in, and the two cymbals persuaded Song Lingxin to pull out and go out.

The room was finally quiet, and Jing sighed and took a sip of half of the tea on the table.

"I received a message early this morning. I was a little worried. I missed it for a while." Mu Hanzhang looked at him and drank his own cup of water. He didn't stop, he stopped saying more, but it was just for the milkmaid to come to the palace. It is his lack of consideration.

"You are the princess in this house. What do you say can't be questioned by others?" Jing Xiao smiled and gently slammed him over. "I haven't been to Xiyuan in these few days. Song Lingxin is just playing."

Mu Hanzhang licked his lips: "I can take the milk girl to the Zhuangzi where I am married..."

"No," Jing Hao touched his soft and smooth long hair. "I will come to the house. If you want them to stay there, you can go to Beiweihou to discuss it and count them as yours." The accompanying room is all right.” The dowry not only includes the property, but also includes some people accompanying the house. Jingyu knows that Junqing’s room is very rare. Since his wife’s family is trustworthy, he stays in the house for him to call. A good thing.

Mu Hanzhang decided to look at him, slowly scraped it over and put his chin on Jing's shoulder: "Small spoon, thank you." Husband's support is very important for the status of the wife and the management of the house. Jing Hao is completely on his side, even obvious hemiplegia. How rare is this treatment in the princely home, no one knows better than him.

Jing Hao was very excited about Mu Hanzhang's active approach. He only felt that his shoulders were in contact with him. He couldn't help but reach out and hugged him tightly: "Stupid, we are husband and wife, thank you thank you? If you are really If you want to thank me, just give me a kiss." If you were lyrical, then you will become unfair again.

Mu Hanzhang heard the words and gently pushed him away: "Wang Ye just said that you don't have to thank." After turning around and taking the books, he did not care about the situation in the original place.

Wang Hao, my own, really, getting worse!

At noon, he used the meal in the palace, and Jing Hao shook his army.

Resisting the return of the Huns, several of his brothers were in the six divisions, and Acer was sent to his favorite army. The Great Emperor was responsible for various construction matters at the Ministry of Industry. His brother was responsible for various major ceremonies and banquets in the Ministry of Rites. The four emperors were responsible for the tribute of the Hongjun Temple. They were all positions that could produce facts and make a splash.

In the Ministry of War, he said that he was a job. In fact, he did not have any real power. He only hanged there. The people in the military did not like a prince to gesticulate his head. He used to be bored with these paperwork and swayed every day. Two things will go.

"Wang Ye!" Bingshu Shangshu came to see this big Buddha, and he smiled and greeted.

"Sun Daren is going to be busy, this king is just a little bit of awkwardness." Jing Hao said with a hand, and went to his position to pick up a few documents at random.

Sun Shangshu also got used to him like this. He took two sentences and went to busy with himself.

I haven't been here for a long time, and there aren't many books on Jing's table. The following message was sent, and the urgent Sun Shangshu dealt with it. Only some of the urgent ones would not be able to deal with Jingjing, which was not long before the military. He did not come these days, and most of Sun Shangshu would approve it for him.

Picking up a book on the table, this is the military plan of the Ministry of War, which has counted the number of specific food stalls in various places. There are also two memorials. One player is asked to abolish the soldiers. He believes that the Xiongnu has been defeated. In recent years, there are not many soldiers. In another report, there are barbarians in the vicinity of the southwest Miaojiang, and the court is invited to send troops to suppress.

The first one is okay to say that this second copy looks quite urgent and is on his desk, indicating that someone wants him to get an idea as soon as possible.

"Wang Ye, this memorial was only arrived today. The situation seems to be more serious than the beginning of the month." Song An, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, said.

Jing Hao slightly decapitated and began to look at the military account book.

"As far as the court knows, this barbarian is just a hooligan. It is only because the ruler of the shackles is incompetent, he will be defeated." Song An whispered in a short whisper. "Wang Ye can play with the soldiers to twist, this is an easy task. good chance."

Jing Hao looked up and frowned at him. Song An is the father of Song Lingxin, and his relationship with Jingjing in the Ministry of Military Affairs is the closest. The same was true of the previous world. When the first memorial was received a month ago, the man advised him to lead the troops. At that time, he was in a bad mood. On the fourth day of the wedding, he took the troops out and left the old man who was just passing through the door and was still in the hospital. Now it seems that Song An advised him to go out, not all to make him meritorious, and most of them want him to be cold-hearted, so as to preserve her daughter's status as the mother.

"The Governor of Tibet does not eat dry food. How can there be military power that can be easily obtained in this world?" Jing Hao hit a haha, not only to continue to explore this issue with him.

This expedition seems to be an easy errand. In fact, the environment in the southwest is complex, and it is difficult for these soldiers in the Central Plains to adapt. When he led the soldiers, he had a big loss when he first went. Helium and poisonous insects were deadly enemies, and he almost died there. The so-called small-scale hooligans, let him play for three years, can not help but be reprimanded by the father, but also missed the best time to fight the three times, the real contribution is not pleased.

Song An smiled awkwardly: "I heard that Lingxin was angry with Wang, and this daughter was spoiled by me. Wang Ye would have to know her."

"Hey!" Jing Hao’s account book in his hand fell to the table, making a slamming sound, causing people around him to look at each other and quickly avoiding his gaze. "It’s just a small thing in the house. Why should Song Daren say here?" It’s a quick mouth, the morning thing, and it’s passed to my mother’s house after noon. When I think of it, my heart is a little tired.

Song An saw the scene and was impatient. He said two words with a smile and walked away in vain.

Song An, who sent the embarrassment, Jing Jing regained the memorial. This time, he will never receive this chore. It is better to be with his wife at this time. Such a good opportunity should be given to the emperor. Or the four emperors are.

After mixing in the military department for an afternoon, Jing Hao still left in advance according to the habits of past life, so as not to attract people's attention. I walked to the south of the city to buy some lo mei snacks, and went to the alley to pick up the bottle of green plum wine. When I returned to the palace, I just caught up with dinner.

"Where is Wang Hao?" Returning to the bedroom of Dongyuan, the food has been set up, but there is no trace of admiration.

"Back to the prince, Wang Hao is still in the small study, the nightmare has been invited." He replied while helping Jingjing change clothes.

"Wang Ye waited for a long time, Chen is late." Mu Hanzhang said with some apologies.

Jing Yan frowned and squeezed his chin and kissed him: "Eat."

Mu Hanzhang took a moment to react and it was "a polite punishment", but now the man is full of people, this person does not even care about it! A handsome face quickly became red, and he waved his hands and let the rings go back.

"What are you busy with?" Jing Hao pushed the bought lo-mei to Mu Hanzhang to let him taste, and he poured a cup of green plum wine for each of them.

"Suddenly taking over the affairs of the house, there must be some fuss." Mu Hanzhang took a bite of a chicken wings, although he said, his tone was very confident, and Jing Hao heard that he had solved it himself, and he did not intend to ask.

After dinner, Mu Hanzhang pushed and climbed to the bed. "You should go to Xiyuan tonight. You can hear it now. If you have been staying in Dongyuan, this house is afraid. It’s not safe.”

Jing Hao reluctantly sat up, and he kept the cockroach and pushed him to someone else's own king to the bed, and pressed it to his body: "Drink too much tonight, no effort to move the nest." Just kneeling on his chest.

Mu Hanzhang turned his eyes and could drink two pounds of burning knives. Will he be drunk by a small bottle of plum wine? Find a reason and find something that makes sense!