The General's Wife
Shen Jin was about to cry. Chu Xiuming looked at Shen Jin, who was almost curled up in the quilt, and reached out to touch her head and said, "Since you heard that I was so scary, why did you still marry me?"
"I have to marry you..." Shen Jin sniffed and glanced at Chu Xiuming cautiously. She found that he was not angry. She looked at him a few more times to confirm. Then she secretly moved out, exposing her head, neck and shoulders, and asked bravely, "When were you at the door?"
Chu Xiuming sat sideways on the edge of the bed. This little fool would tell the truth at this time. Just like she said, she had no choice but to marry him. However, although it was the truth, it sounded really uncomfortable. She reached out and knocked on Shen Jin's forehead, then said, "From the top scholar parade."
This is not the beginning! Shen Jin's eyes widened, looking at Chu Xiuming in condemnation. How could he eavesdrop on people's conversations for so long? He looked like a gentleman, how could he behave like a villain!
Although Shen Jin didn't say it out loud, her thoughts were clearly revealed on her face. Chu Xiuming couldn't help but stretched out his finger, poked her forehead, and pressed her back to bed, leaving a red fingerprint between her eyebrows. It didn't hurt but it felt a little strange. Shen Jin looked at Chu Xiuming stupidly.
"Close your eyes." Chu Xiuming said.
Shen Jin closed his eyes subconsciously. Chu Xiuming's voice was very pleasant, "When you wake up, tell Anping and the others how I broke into the bandit's den at night and killed 786 people in a row."
A blush appeared on Shen Jin's cheeks. She grabbed the quilt with both hands, closed her eyes and shrank into it. It was so embarrassing to say rumors about someone behind their back and have the person hear it...
"By the way, even if a person keeps swinging a knife, it is impossible to chop off 786 heads overnight. Not only will the person get tired, but even the blade will curl." Chu Xiuming stood by the bed and finally stopped making things difficult for Shen Jin. He was afraid that if he continued talking, Shen Jin would either suffocate to death in the quilt or die of shame. "Besides, I dare not break into a bandit's den of 786 people alone." After saying that, Chu Xiuming gently pinched Shen Jin's face and carefully pulled the bed curtain before leaving.
Shen Jin heard the door close, and then he slowly got out of bed, blinked his eyes, reached out and touched his forehead, and then touched his ears which were a little burning. The general's voice was really nice... But why did he keep mentioning the number 786? Could it be that he was dissatisfied with me and that's why he mentioned 786?
She got up, pulled out the cushion and threw it aside, then got back into the quilt. She yawned and thought vaguely, the general came to show his satisfaction with her today, so what was he satisfied with? After thinking carefully about what happened today, did the general think that her arrangement for the envoy was right?
Shen Jin felt like she understood something. If she was satisfied, then she wouldn't be the 787th one...
This time Shen Jin slept until he woke up naturally. When Nanny Zhao, who was guarding outside, heard the noise, she ordered Anping to go to the small kitchen to bring back some warm goat milk with almonds added to remove the fishy smell. Life in the border town had improved, the food in the general's mansion had also arrived, and Shen Jin was able to order dishes every day again.
After drinking a small bowl of goat's milk, Shen Jin got out of bed. Because the sun had begun to set, Zhumo Oumei took out a cloak and wrapped it around Shen Jin, then walked leisurely towards the front yard.
The two messengers had not finished writing yet. Due to the servants' negligence or some other reason, no one prepared chairs for them. After standing since morning, the two men were a little exhausted.
Seeing Shen Jin's unhappy and even humiliated expression, Shen Jin first looked at the four dishes and one soup that had been placed aside and cooled. These four dishes were all meat dishes, and the only vegetarian dish was the stir-fried cabbage with meat. However, he had no intention of taking a few bites. He frowned and said, "Have you finished writing your memorials?"
"Princess, even if you humiliate me like this, I will not surrender." said one of the envoys. Although the other one did not say anything, he looked in agreement.
Shen Jin frowned and said, "Don't call me Princess. After I get married, you can call me Madam Bo."
"Madam, please don't talk about other things." The messenger said in a deep voice, "When we return to the capital, we will report the truth to His Majesty."
Shen Jin looked at the two angry people in confusion, and after thinking for a while, he didn't feel that he had humiliated them in any way. There were four dishes, a soup and rice. Some time ago, the three of them only had two dishes, one horse meat and one pickled vegetable.
Civil servants from the capital really can't endure hardship. Shen Jin sighed in his heart and said, "It's bitterly cold in the border town, and you're not satisfied with four dishes and one soup?"
"Forget it, if you don't want to eat, just leave." Before they could speak, Shen Jin said, "By the way, haven't you two finished writing your memorials yet?"
"You..." The messenger was almost mad with anger. Shen Jin looked at them as if he was looking at an ignorant and picky child. "Is this food edible for humans? It's so sour..."
He swallowed the following words silently under the gaze of all the servants in the general's mansion. These servants in the general's mansion were different from those from the capital. Both men and women had been to the battlefield and had truly seen blood.
Shen Jin's face darkened and he said, "How dare you! Everyone in the mansion, from the husband to the guards, eats this."
Is this what Earl Yongning eats? The two messengers looked at each other, obviously unconvinced. Shen Jin was really angry. He glanced at the cold dishes and soup beside him, turned his head and looked at Aunt Zhao and asked, "Didn't I ask my husband's subordinates to write a copy for the two adults to copy?"
Madam Zhao said calmly, "I personally gave it to the two adults. It is placed on the upper left corner of the desk, with the letter written by Madam to Prince Rui and others underneath it."
Shen Jin looked at the two messengers with ashen faces, thought for a moment and said, "I understand."
What do you understand? Not only were the two messengers confused, even Aunt Zhao and the others couldn't figure out what Shen Jin was talking about.
"No wonder you don't want to write. I heard from my mother that writers all have so-called integrity. You don't want to copy other people's articles." Shen Jin realized his mistake at this time, and said in a very good manner, "I didn't think it through, but you shouldn't waste food."
The two envoys were about to spit out blood. The point was not that they were unwilling to copy, but that they were unwilling to write. If they wrote, they would just wait to be punished by the emperor when they returned. However, looking at Shen Jin's sincere face... it was really depressing. They did experience the feeling of choking those generals speechless in the court. If they were not angry to death and could go back alive, they would definitely be nicer to those generals in the future.
"Forget it. Anping will ask someone to send you two back to the inn..." Shen Jin remembered that these people from Beijing moved to the inn because they disliked the poor conditions of the post station. She heard Nanny Zhao mention it, but she didn't remember the name, so she just glossed over it.
The two emissaries thought Shen Jin was truly repentant, and their eyes suddenly lit up, "Madam, it is often said that knowing one's mistakes is the best way to improve."
"Yes." Shen Jin nodded in agreement. "Since you also think it's wrong to waste food, then Anping will have someone prepare these four dishes and one soup and send them to the two adults. The two adults should not waste them."
After hearing this, Anping quickly started to pack up with her maid, and thoughtfully selected a few burly men to escort the two envoys and the people they brought. Although their number was not as many as the soldiers from the capital, these soldiers from the border town who had experienced countless battles could at least deal with five from the capital. What's more, everyone in the border town was a soldier, and with a wave of their hands, the hawkers could instantly become soldiers.
Shen Jin continued, "Excuse me, please wait in the inn for a while. When the two adults have finished writing the memorial, I will send it to the post station along with the letter I wrote to my family."
"Don't worry, ma'am. Leave this small matter to us." The leader of the guards said seriously.
Shen Jin sighed, "It's because I didn't think it through enough just now that the two envoys were wronged. Just consider it as my apology." Then he looked at An Ping, "Give a few taels of silver to the guards. You don't have to stand there waiting for the two adults. Some writers need to think for a long time before they can write. Just consider this as my treat to you all."
An Ping responded crisply, "Don't worry, Madam."
Shen Jin thought about it for a while, and felt that he had thought it through very thoroughly. He said, "That's it, then."
Chu Xiuming and Chu Xiuyuan, who had just heard the report from the servants in the study, were both a little amused. They were afraid that Shen Jin's self-proclaimed thoughtful arrangement would make the two messengers hate him. Chu Xiuyuan said, "Brother, before you came back, your sister-in-law wasn't like this..." So what? He couldn't even find a word to describe it.
Chu Xiuming lowered his eyes slightly and wrote the last word before stopping and putting the pen aside. If it weren't for the calluses on his hands, it wouldn't look like the hands of a military commander at all. It looked more like the hands of a spoiled nobleman. "That's because she doesn't speak."
Chu Xiuyuan thought about it, and it was true. Before Chu Xiuming came back, he could count the words Shen Jin had said to him on five fingers. His impression of this sister-in-law had only just come to life. Before? He only remembered the girl who huddled silently beside the maid, "But my sister-in-law has lost a lot of weight."
Lost a lot of weight? Chu Xiuming thought of the smooth and tender touch at noon. If she was fatter, she would be even softer. Later, he would ask Aunt Zhao how to make his little wife fatter... and healthier.
Chu Xiuyuan looked at his brother's thoughtful expression and thought about the difficult question he hadn't said just now, "Brother, what are you thinking about?"
This young lady seems to be a little afraid of the cold. There are a few white fox skins in the mansion, but it seems that they are not enough to make a set of clothes. I will go and make a few skins when winter comes, or exchange some with others when the market opens. The young lady wrapped in fluffy white fur...
Chu Xiuming's eyes flickered, but his expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "Ask the kitchen to roast a rabbit tonight and spread some honey on it."
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