Princess Fuyao

Chapter 179
"Where did you get injured?" Fu Yao glared at him.

"The arm was swept by the opponent, and the bone was broken!"

"It hurts, right? Is that person very strong?"

"No! They're in the dark!" Liang Mingrui patted Fuyao reassuringly, "Don't worry, it's much less of a threat than you facing the little golden snake."

Fuyao was still feeling Liang Mingrui's veins, and he was lucky for a week. Seeing that he was really angry and his pulse was beating strongly, he felt relieved.

Fuyao returned home, danced the oranges happily, yelled and directed the mangoes and lychees around, the three little girls called the rough envoy to bring hot water, and helped the master wash off the dust, and waited for her to fall asleep. On the bed, even before drying her hair, she heard Fuyao's deep breathing.

"It's so sleepy." Juzi hurriedly asked Lizhi to move the brazier to the bedside, and carefully lifted up her hair, trying to make it dry faster.

Liang Mingrui arranged a few secret guards to protect Fuyao, and then hurried out to find Marshal He. He came out after dark, and hurried to the county lord's mansion. He learned that Fuyao hadn't woken up from a sleep, and was about to leave dejectedly. The little maid in the shirt flashed in front of the second door.

"Go and ask, is the county lord awake?" He said to the young servant of the Ji family standing at the entrance of the hall.

"Hey!" The boy was eight or nine years old, and he was allowed to enter the inner courtyard, but he ran out after a while.

"Your Majesty said that she is not feeling well and needs to go back to sleep. Your lord, please go back today. If you have something to say, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Liang Mingrui was very depressed. He hadn't seen her for a few months. He wanted to kill her. This unconscionable person actually lost his temper when he came back, and now he has slept soundly. He didn't miss his performance at all. He muttered , went home.

Fuyao woke up hungry, fell asleep after eating something, and didn't know that Liang Mingrui was still waiting outside.Orange wanted to tell her, but she didn't expect the master to just touch the pillow again, and then fell asleep, there was no chance.

Fuyao was so sleepy that she didn't wake up until dawn the next day. She changed into her practice clothes and went through the marksmanship in the school field in the backyard before returning to her room refreshed.

With full sleep and luck, Fuyao felt refreshed. Yesterday, because Ji Zhenggang went to the shop, she didn't see her. Lu also knew what shameful thing he had done, so he avoided his daughter, so Fuyao had to go to the shop in the morning. Parents say hello.

Knowing that his daughter was back, Ji Zhenggang ordered the kitchen to cook some delicious food early on, and when he heard the servant report that the county lord had arrived, he couldn't close his mouth with joy. Dad grinned, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

"Daddy!"

"Shake is back?"

"Yeah, I wanted to salute my father yesterday, but unfortunately my father was not at home at that time."

"Why are you talking about these clichés! Come on, shake, let's see what delicious food I can make for you?"

The Ji family, originally a small family, has no habit of saying hello in the morning and evening. Fuyao has not been at home for so long, and he doesn't have the consciousness of paying respects.

"Huh? What kind of cornbread is this, the red one?"

"Hehe, don't you know? Persimmon and noodles, steamed and then baked, sweet and fragrant, come and taste."

"Where's mother?" Seeing that there were only two people at the dinner table, Fuyao asked by the way.

"Don't mention it, I don't have the face to see you, I'm hiding in the house."

Fuyao didn't want to spoil his father's interest, so he didn't say anything, picked up the cornbread and took a bite: "Oh, there are also chestnut noodles in it!"

"Well, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's so delicious!" Fuyao usually likes to tinker with these snacks, and Ji Zhenggang didn't bother with them at all. Seeing his daughter's sweet smile made him feel a little better.

Fuyao was even more moved when he saw that on the table, besides this small bun, there were barley, lotus seed, glutinous rice porridge, baked pancakes, tofu nao, and three other side dishes to accompany the rice.

Although her family's economic conditions have greatly improved, eating these is nothing, but Ji Zhenggang is used to being frugal. Lunch is slightly richer, and there will be no more than four dishes. Breakfast can be up to two dishes plus porridge and steamed buns. Unlike today, There are seven or eight patterns, and a table is set up.

"Yao Yao has worked hard all this way, and she has lost a lot of weight."

"How can I lose weight? It's because I've grown taller." Fu Yao rolled her eyes coquettishly when she heard her father's sympathetic words that completely reversed black and white.

"Oh? I've grown taller, hahaha, it's good to grow taller!"

"Daddy, I took a quick look at Mingming."

"Father" was worried about the son traveling thousands of miles, Ji Zhenggang's face suddenly became serious, and his big eyes waited for his daughter to continue talking without blinking.

"Obviously, I have grown taller. Now I am a head taller than me, and my martial arts are also much higher than when I left. I have also practiced the set of marksmanship I taught. Most people are no match for two or three!"

"So powerful?!" Ji Zhenggang couldn't believe it. According to his daughter, his martial arts skills were much higher than his.

"Yeah, I don't even look at who taught him, but I have covered every move and every change, and I also feed him moves and practice with him every day."

"Yes, yes, thanks to you as an older sister." Ji Zhenggang didn't think that Fuyao was exaggerating at all, he nodded in conviction, which made Fuyao feel embarrassed.

"Hee hee, daddy! It's also a good match tomorrow, with strong body and quick response. Marshal Zheng appreciates it very much."

"Really?" Ji Zhenggang was even more excited.

"It's a pity that he doesn't study much, otherwise, General Zheng intends to promote him to the marshal's account."

In the northern camp, anyone who has reached a certain level of martial arts can be a general, but the highest level is only eighth rank.If you enter the marshal's account, the grade will be different. You have to report to the Ministry of War and be approved there, at least a seventh-rank.

Lu Shi had previously told the man that he would be ashamed to see his daughter, and today he asked the servant to bring the food over. She was alone, and Ji Zhenggang didn't let her take all the tricks. What kind of food, Mrs. Lu is so greedy. Hearing that he was unhappy, he also forgot his shame, and came here in a rage.Their bedroom is in the West Wing. As soon as Lu went out, he heard Ji Zhenggang's cheerful laughter. When he walked near the banquet room, he happened to hear a sentence:

"It's all your mother's fault. It's fine if you don't let Ming Ming practice martial arts. He hasn't been allowed to study yet. A good boy will cry when he can't move, just like a girl. If he wasn't sent to practice martial arts in time, I don’t even have this little achievement now!”

Co-authoring, the two of you are speaking ill of her together. Usually Lu is used to walking sideways in front of men. At this time, she completely forgot that she dare not mess with her little daughter. She rolled up her sleeves and walked in with heavy steps. .

"Father, Marshal Zheng has arranged for his master to teach them some promising reading skills, and also let them learn to read maps and set up formations. I told Mingming to work hard. I hope he can seize this opportunity."

(End of this chapter)