Prince Needs to be Tamed

A puddle of water on the long street was trampled by the horses' hooves until it splashed into the air. Qing Ying shook the reins of the horse, and the horse that was pulling the horse carriage whinnied as it ran even more vigorously.

Qing Ying thought about it with a bit of grievance, but in the end, he could not hold it in and said, "Master, the punishment that you mentioned must only be a verbal punishment, right?"

The carriage was covered in a fluffy blanket, and Xiao Su was lying on it. The slight warmth caused his pale face to turn slightly red.

"Qing Ying, when did I ever say 'forget it'?" Go back to the valley tomorrow and feed the snakes.

"Woo woo …" Qing Ying slapped his own mouth twice. Why couldn't he control his own mouth?

No matter how sorrowful her subordinate was inside, Xiao Su lowered her eyelids to think. After a while, she asked, "Qing Ying, what do you think of Lu JinNian's people?"

"Mistress is asking about Miss Yiwen?" Qing Ying frowned, "From the looks of martial arts, they are not strong, and their concealment techniques are not good either. However, their qinggong is very outstanding, and their characters are quite outstanding. They are not stable enough to be of much use."

"Mm, it's not stable enough. It won't be of much use. It looks like you don't have any objections to my decision."

Qing Ying realized that Xiao Su was commenting on him and said bitterly, "Does Mistress care about Miss Lu?"

"No."

Xiao Su closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Right now, the situation was still very calm. Before he came, he wanted to interact more with this interesting girl, but he didn't expect that all the invitations would be rejected without mercy. Lu JinNian was even more vigilant than he had imagined.

Since things were going to get chaotic in the end, so what if Dora went into the water by herself?

"..."

In front of the general's mansion, the red pillars of the gate had been washed even brighter by the rain, but the clean steps were filled with crops such as garlic, radishes, sweet potatoes and the like.

A cloth-clothed old man wearing a conical bamboo hat threw his bundle to the side. He sat up straight and faced the main entrance of the general's mansion, cursing out loud. It was unknown what he was talking about.

Carrying the noble tradition of respecting the elderly and cherishing the children, the servant looked at the old man with a troubled expression, "Old man, our lady said that our manor doesn't have any peasant relatives. She told you to leave quickly, don't make things difficult for us, just find a place to take shelter while the sky is still dark, okay?"

"What a fart!" The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, and his voice was like thunder piercing the ears, "Where's that son of a b * tch Lu Mo Ting! "Get the hell out here right now."

The servants' faces turned ugly, "How dare you call the general by his name!"

Old man, "... Is there something wrong with your brain? " Wasn't the main point the turtle grandson …

As soon as Lu Jinnian and Yi Wen approached the gate, they saw this scene. After staring at the old man for a long time, they finally recognized who it was. They ran over excitedly and shouted, "Grandfather!"

The old man heard the sound and looked over, laughing excitedly, "Jin'er, I haven't seen you for a few years. You've already grown into a big girl."

Looking at the crops all over the place, as well as the fiendish servants, he raised his eyebrows, "Grandfather, let's go in with your granddaughter. We can chat after we've settled down."

The old man curled his lips, "I'm afraid that the threshold of the general's residence is too high. This old man has raised a good son for over 30 years!"

"Grandfather, my father has already been living in the army for more than a month. The one in charge is Aunt Shen."

The old man harrumphed, "For an outsider to take charge, he's quite the ambitious person."

Lu JinNian sighed, knowing that this was not the place to talk. He looked at the servants with unfriendly eyes, "Are you guys going to move aside, or not, or not."

The servants looked at each other. They faced Lu JinNian and tightened their grip on the fire and water sticks in their hands, "Eldest Miss, madam said that we are not allowed to go in …"

"So that's how it is." Lu JinNian's beautiful fox eyes narrowed as he stared at these people, "I'll remember your appearances. Warm, open the way."

"Yes sir!"

Warmth closed the umbrella and jumped up the steps. Using the umbrella as a sword, he swept through the crowd. The servants were caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Lu JinNian supported the old man as they walked into the general's manor. In the end, he looked back at the people who had collapsed and said in a relaxed tone, "I have a good memory. In the future, if you see me, scram a little further, or else you will be beaten every time you see me. At that time, your injuries will only be worse than they are now."

After entering his own courtyard, Lu Jinniang asked Yi-Wen to arrange for the old man to stay in a side room in the courtyard.

Although Lu JinNian's yard was not as big as Mrs Shen's yard and was decorated extravagantly, it still had all the things that should be there. There were many clean and empty rooms, so he was not afraid of not having a place to live, but the old man was very dissatisfied.

"Jin'er, you are the daughter of a great general. You can't even be compared to two concubines like her. Your father is just a vexed man. Why didn't I beat him to death in the past?"

The corner of Lu JinNian's mouth twitched, "Grandfather, that concubine is your granddaughter. My father is your own son, and he is also an imperial court official. If you beat him to death, you will be apprehended and executed."

The old man angrily said, "This old man is the same! "The former court official!"

Lu JinNian, "..."

The father of the court's general, Lu JinNian's grandfather Lu Jinghui, was the former general of the Ming Xuan Country. He was in his seventies and had been away from office for many years.

The general's position was not hereditary. Her father Lu Mo Ting did not have any connections with Lu Jinghui and had worked his way up from the ranks of the small troops in the barracks. Lu Jing Hui's departure had made up for her lack of a general.

The Lu family came from a grassroots background and had an acre of fertile land in their village, where they had always inherited a single wife. When they reached the generation of Lu Jinghui, they took care of themselves and ran to the army camp to fight for the position of general. They married and had two sons.

His eldest son, Lu Mo Ting, followed his father's steps to become a general, while his second son, Lu Mo Sheng, acted very much like Lu Jinghui's wife, an official to the junior minister of the Hong Diao Temple.

Lu Jinghui began to think highly of his eldest son, who had inherited his legacy. Only when he silently accepted Lady Shen as his concubine did he run away from home in anger.

However, even though the father and son duo had quarreled, Lu Jinghui was still very proud of him.

After Lu Jinghui left, he directly refused his two sons' request for retirement and returned to the ancestral land. He opened a garden and planted some crops, and it was soon time to sow the seeds.

"Speaking of which, why hasn't grandpa sent anyone to deliver a message? It's good to prepare a granddaughter in advance. "

Besides, the Huns had come recently. Even if Lu Jinsheng hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had heard that Lu Jinghui had beheaded several of the Huns' generals during his time in Rongsheng and had never liked the Huns.

Three years ago, when Ming Xuan Country and the Huns agreed to come and go through the business with each other, they became very angry. Could they have heard some news about this trip?

Lu Jinghui stared at her, "I heard that your aunt is choosing your husband?"