?In the afternoon, on a street in Anlu City, Yu Dijun was leading several soldiers to the house. The soldiers were pushing a wheelbarrow with heavy rice bags, several scattered copper coins and some silk cloth. This was the "wage" that Yu Dijun received after returning to Anlu with the army.

At noon today, Xiyang County Duke Yuwen Wen led the new army back to Anlu to station in the military camp. When Nadir Jun lived in the city, he took a leave of absence and took his "wage" home. As a military Chinese document, he also wrote letters to the soldiers for his family. For soldiers, it was free, but for those who wrote letters to the family, the fees were paid. The fees were paid by the military piecework. These rice, silk cloth and copper coins were the "penny fees" he saved over the past few months.

There was also a bit heavy when he was wrapped around his waist, but Di Jun was very proud: this was earned by his own ability, and he could have something to eat without looking at his father's expression!

From childhood to adulthood, he and his two younger brothers grew up under the various rules of their father. They were not allowed to do this or that, just like a bird in a cage. Now he has a job to get out of the cage and fly freely outside without family rules!

"Wanshu, which road is it now?" asked a soldier. The street in front of him was divided into three groups, the middle and the right. The road on the left was relatively secluded and the houses along the road seemed a little dilapidated, and the street view in the middle and right was slightly more prosperous.

The soldiers all knew that Di Wenshu's father was the General Administration Office, and was a high-ranking official in Anlu City. He was now thinking about the road in the middle or right to lead to his house. He didn't know the specific one, but he didn't expect Di Wenshu to take the lead to the road on the left.

The breeze blew, bringing some fallen leaves on the street and rolling to the side of the road. The wheelbarrow pressed on the bluestone road and made a squeaking sound. The sound of coughing, snoring, and crying from time to time in the bungalows on both sides of the road. This area looks obviously a gathering area for civilians.

The soldiers who thought that Di Wenshu's house was a deep courtyard were a little confused when they saw this, but they were not easy to ask. They wondered how could such a great official as Di Wenshu's father live in such a market place?

"It's ahead." Xiao Dijun pointed to a yard in front and said. When everyone saw this, their eyes were fixed: I saw that the gate of the yard that Xiao Dijun pointed to was closed, but just closing the door was normal, the key is that there was a seal on the door!

Could it be that the calligraphy of Di Wen was confiscated and then sealed by the government?

Seeing everyone's surprise and suspicious eyes, Di Jun coughed dryly and explained a little embarrassedly that he should not think about him opening the door. When he walked towards the door, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: My father is indeed not at home.

Every time my father went out, he would seal the door, guarding against someone who came to his house to send gifts and leave favors to ruin his official voice. In addition, he was afraid that the three brothers would sneak out to "rely rely on their father's identity to harm the people and do evil." This family and prison do not look like a little like a family!

Everyone saw Di Wenshu carefully fiddling with the seal, as if he was about to take it off intact. A soldier was about to ask if he needed his help but heard a cough coming from behind him.

Looking back, there were some time when two men stood behind him, and a middle-aged man in front was dressed in an official uniform and followed by a family servant.

"Dalang. Is this?" the middle-aged man asked, without any emotion in his words, as if he was talking to the suspect in the trial in the hall. When Wu Dijun, who was originally unveiling the seal, stood up straight when he heard this.

He turned around stiffly to face the middle-aged man and tried to squeeze out a smile as much as possible and answered: "Father, I'm back."

The middle-aged man was Dijun's father, Di Shiwen, the Anzhou General Administration Office. At this time, he looked at his son and then swept around the wheelbarrow next to several soldiers.

Just like an official inspecting the stolen goods in the hands of the thief.

"What are these?" Di Shiwen asked expressionlessly.

Somehow, Sweats appeared on his forehead. His originally straightforward mouths were also stuttering: "Father...this is wages...no...this is military pay."

"You asked them to ship it?"

"Yes... no no... it was the commander-in-chief who ordered them to help." Di Jun no longer had the grand momentum he had just now. His current performance was more like a mouse meeting a cat. His father's more than ten years of power could not resist overnight.

After staring at his son's eyes, Di Shiwen looked at the soldiers again: "Everyone, is what the dog said true?"

When the eyes swept over, the soldiers suddenly felt chill all over. It felt like the way the Ming Dynasty looked at people when there was a dispute on weekdays when the government asked for justice.

"No." A soldier returned, and after hearing what he said, Di Shiwen looked at his son and his eyes became sharp.

"Shu Di Wenshu has helped me a lot on weekdays. This time, he brought Mi home and I took a leave of absence from the commander army to help." Another soldier replied. After hearing this, Di Shiwen looked at the other soldiers suspiciously. Seeing that they nodded vigorously, he calmed down:

"I have thanked you for your son."

After saying that, Di Shiwen bowed to thank him and led the servants to the gate of the courtyard. He carefully removed the seal and handed it over to the servants to put it away. Seeing this, Di Jun quickly pushed the door open and asked the soldiers to push the wheelbarrow into the courtyard.

Jade Dijun was sweating profusely and directed them to transport the rice to the kitchen. After some trouble, the soldiers said goodbye and left. After leaving the yard, they were all in fear: Jade Di Silu looked at them like a knife and made people feel uncomfortable.

In the study, Di Shiwen looked at his eldest son and asked what was going on. Di Jun touched the cold sweat on his forehead and began to explain it. He spoke so hard that he could at least explain the whole story clearly.

"Military pay is 910 yuan per month, and each letter is counted, and..." Di Shiwen pondered. Di Jun quickly added when he saw this: "There are rewards. This time, Yuwen Tong's arms burned Jiangjin garrison and received rewards, and everyone in the army has a share."

"This time I got twelve stones of rice, five jin of money and three pieces of silk."

"Jun'er is promising... There are many bad habits in this army, and it is one of them to send soldiers to do things at will." Di Shiwen looked at his son and said word by word, "Ji Han and Liu Xuande have something to say, don't do it because of the small evil."

"Children follows his father's teachings." replied Tsai Dijun. He was like a docile little sheep in front of his father.

After the father and son talked for a while, Di Shiwen called the servant to arrange dinner and add food. Seeing that his father was still busy with official duties, Di Jun got up and left. He turned around the yard and saw that two young men, one big and one small, suddenly jumped out of the corner: "Brother!"

"Shh!" The silence made a gesture of silence. He looked back and confirmed that there was no one behind him. He took out two paper bags of meat pies from his arms. The two teenagers saw that the eyes were shining and stayed so that the silenced that the silenced into their hands and then swallowed them.

"Eat slowly!" Seeing that his two younger brothers were eating quickly, he almost choked and patted his back. The meat pie as big as a palm was eaten up by two teenagers in an instant. This was the meat pie he bought from the military camp. The price was fair and the weight was enough, but he was reluctant to eat it on weekdays. Now it is a "meeting gift" for his brothers when he returned home as a "meeting gift" to his brothers.

The meat patties have a fragrance. In order to prevent my father from noticed that he wrapped them tightly in letter paper, he asked other soldiers to smell it and make sure it was tasteless before taking them home in his arms.

"Brother, are there any meat pie?" the older one asked with his big eyes blinking, and the other one was also looking at Yu Dijun.

"Now it's gone, and there's still there in the future." Di Jun said, touching the heads of his two younger brothers with heartache. His father always said that fish produces phlegm, meat, and fire, insist on simple food. The family has a light meal, but there is not much meat on weekdays. The two younger brothers have a good appetite, but they always can't eat enough meat. Now that he has income, he secretly buys meat patties to bring them back to satisfy his brother's cravings.

"Don't let go of your mouth when eating later, remember how much you should eat, how much do you should eat?" Di Jun whispered to the two younger brothers. The three brothers were facing the confession but unexpectedly, there was a person in the corner behind him watching all this quietly.

The man was Di Shiwen. He saw the three sons' appearance of stealing meat pies just now. Seeing the three brothers sneaking, he did not expose it and then enforced the family law, but sighed softly and turned around and left.

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In the evening, a carriage was surrounded by more than ten guards and was riding on Anlu Street. In the carriage, Yuwen Wen and Xiao Jiuniang sat side by side. After returning to Anlu today, he led the army to settle in the military camp. After all matters were arranged, he boarded the carriage sent by the mansion and went back.

"Don't be afraid, the lady is reasonable and easy to talk to." He encouraged Xiao Jiuniang, who was about to enter the mansion, because she was a little restless because she was about to see the eldest wife. When she arrived in Anlu today, she and Zhanggui Wang and his wife, Zheng Tong's family and the little novice Wuming lived in the arranged yard. She waited until Yuwen Wen was in a carriage to pick her up and return home together.

"Why don't you change your day..." Xiao Jiuniang's voice became less and less, and Yuwen Wen didn't say much, just held her hand and rubbed it gently.

After a while, the convoy arrived outside the Xiyang County Duke's Mansion. The butler Li Sanjiu, who had been waiting for a long time, and a group of servants came to welcome the Lord to the mansion. Yuwen Wen said a few words to Li Sanjiu and pulled Xiao Jiuniang straight to the backyard.

At the door of the backyard, Yuwen Shiwu, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was standing with his hands down. Seeing this, Yuwen Wen raised his eyebrows and felt that there was murderous intent in the backyard again. He introduced Miss Xiao to Liu Caiyun who was waiting aside and asked her to talk with her, then raised her head and stepped into the yard.

Yuchi Chifan and Yang Lihua were waiting for a long time in the courtyard. Yuchi Chifan stood with his stomach straightened and supported by the maid Cuiyun. Yang Lihua stood beside him with her baby magpie brother in her arms. When they saw Yuwen Wen approaching, they bowed and bowed: "I welcome my husband back to the house."

"It's free. Why should my family be so polite?" Yuwen Wen stepped forward and helped them up with his hands. He nodded when he saw Yuchi Chifan and Yang Lihua looking nice and said, "I have been away from home for several months for my husband. Sanniang and Lihua have worked hard for housework."

"Is Brother Que obedient now?" He asked as he looked at his son in Yang Lihua's arms. The little guy was sleeping with his eyes squinting, so his attempt to tease his son was vain.

A few days after his son was born, he, as a father, led his troops to fight for nearly three months before returning. Yuwen Wen felt that he was a little dereliction of duty.

"Brother Que is still a few days away from three months, but how can I know what I said?" Yang Lihua looked at Brother Que and said angrily, "I will sleep when I eat all day..."

"Go in first. Madam is inconvenient. Let's go into the house and talk." Yuwen Wen said that and was about to walk in. Yuchi Chifan glanced at the gate of the courtyard when he heard this. Yang Lihua also looked over there inadvertently.

Both of them focused on one person outside the yard. The man was the guest brought back by his husband and was also a woman who was obviously going to take him as a concubine. A few days ago, I wrote to him that they had nothing to do but now they were brought back and stood in front of me.

"From my memory, I forgot to talk to my wife." Yuwen Wen said with a dry cough. He turned around and waved to the outside of the yard to signal Liu Caiyun to bring Miss Xiao in.

Xiao Jiuniang came to Yuchi Chifan, and after Yuwen Wen introduced him, he bowed and bowed: "Xiao Jiuniang has met his wife..."

"Sister is tired all the way, let's have a meal together with my sister." After Yuchi Chifan said that, he smiled slightly and pulled Xiao Jiuniang, who was helpless, and walked into the house. Yang Lihua saw this and glanced at Yuwen Wen with a meaningful look and then followed silently.

‘Something is wrong…’ Yuwen Wen felt that it was not good, and he felt that the situation had deviated from his predictions, so he was worried. His wife acted generously, but he always felt that her eyes were a little wrong, and Yang Lihua, the side room, was also.
Chapter completed!