C180 Letter of repair

As they were on their way to the banquet, Gongsun Ztian suddenly thought of something. He tugged on his mother's sleeve and said: "Mother, how long until Third Uncle comes to reunite with us?"

"If I'm not wrong, it will take a few more days, but he has already set off for Fengyang City!" Murong Fenghuang said as she counted on her fingers.

"Is that so? Then I need to discuss something with Third Uncle!" Gongsun Ztian casually said as if nothing had happened.

"You little brat, how big of a deal can you find your Third Uncle?" Murong Fenghuang said in disdain.

"Anyway, I have matters to attend to!" Gongsun Ztian replied.

"Son, could it be that you want to annihilate Wu Daode's entire clan, so you want your Third Uncle to send troops to help you?" Murong Fenghuang suddenly thought of a possibility, and thus quietly asked, but the so called 'quietly', was actually heard by everyone around.

"? ?." Mother, am I that violent? " Gongsun Ze Tian was rendered speechless by Murong Fenghuang's thoughts.

"Ugh ?" It seemed, probably, that there really was one! But, my son, your mother has to remind you that your Third Uncle's troops can't be moved around as you wish, and it's even more impossible for me to follow you in some 'house robbing' activities! " Murong Fenghuang said to Gongsun Zaitian with an expression of "teaching from the bottom of the heart".

"Don't worry, mother, your son promises to take people to do some 'robbing the rich to help the poor', and he would absolutely not do those unorthodox things!" Gongsun Ze Tian answered with a humble expression as if he had been taught a lesson.

"Good boy, you're still trying to hit the soldiers under your Third Uncle's command. You're asking to be beaten!" Murong Fenghuang put on a 'finally got the truth out' attitude, and the furious Gongsun Zaitian rushed over.

"Mother, show mercy! "Ah ?" Gongsun Ze Tian was too close to Murong Fenghuang and could not react in time. He only managed to say a few words before he was sent flying with a miserable scream.

"Plop!" Gongsun Ze Tian fell heavily on the grass in the courtyard.

"Humph, I use my feet, but my hands are merciful, and my feet are merciless!" Murong Fenghuang said complacently with her hands on her waist.

"You're being unreasonable!" Gongsun Ztian stuck his head out from the bush and protested.

"Explain reason to women? You don't have a brain, right? " Murong Fenghuang corrected him in disdain.

"Err ?" Gongsun Ztian was speechless.

"Speak honestly, why did you ask your third uncle to come here?" Murong Fenghuang obviously did not forget his son's words and continued to ask.

"It's nothing, I just wanted Third Uncle to help me with a small matter!" Gongsun Ze Tian said to his mother as he patted the grass on his body.

"You really want to ??" Murong Fenghuang asked with a surprised expression.

"How can I? Don't tell me I want to rebel! " As soon as he saw his mother's expression, he knew that this' demon ', who was even more skittish than his own thoughts, was thinking of something.

"That's true! "You are not the kind of person who would honestly lead troops to attack a city. You are the kind of slob that would cause the enemy generals to have a headache if you entered the battlefield." Murong Fenghuang thought for a bit, and stopped worrying. If it was his eldest or second son, perhaps she might do this, but his third son definitely wouldn't do this. He would make his enemy feel worse than death.

"This is called artistic talent!" Gongsun Zaitian scratched his head and said in embarrassment.

"Pui, how shameless!"

"Hehe ?" Gongsun Ztian coldly replied with a "hur hur."

Leng Nuohan was amused by the conversation between Gongsun Zaitian and his wife. However, when she looked at Gongsun Zaitian who had returned, he still gently went forward to help him tidy up her clothes, and took off the weeds in Gongsun Zaitian's hair one by one. Her actions and demeanor were like a newly wedded wife helping her husband tidy up his appearance.

"Oh right, mother, there's something I need to tell you!" Gongsun Ze Tian felt the warmth that Leng Nuohan brought him in detail. His gaze did not leave Leng Nuohan, but his words were directed at him.

"What is it?" Murong Fenghuang asked snappily.

"I imitated father's handwriting and gave third uncle a letter. The letter said something big had happened and told him to hurry over to Fengyang. I estimate that third uncle should be able to reach Fengyang by tomorrow night at the latest!" Gongsun Zaitian said in all seriousness. However, after he said those words, he jumped far away, mustered all his strength, and ran at full speed.

"What!?" "You actually dare ?" "You stinking brat, stop right there!" Murong Fenghuang only reacted after hearing about it, this brat actually had the guts to imitate her father's handwriting. Leaving aside the fact that this brat was very talented, just her courage was not something his two big brothers could compare to, but even if she was a genius, she could not be so brazen. If it was said that Murong Fenghuang was pretending to be angry, then at this moment, Murong Fenghuang was completely enraged.

"This ?" Leng Nuohan was immediately dumbfounded when she saw this, and she couldn't help but shake her head, thinking to herself, "This mother and son really aren't like mother and son."

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"Old master, you're back?" Cheng Zhipeng's wife saw that Cheng Zhipeng had returned home, and brought his son over to welcome him.

"Yes, I'm back!" Cheng Zhipeng forcefully suppressed the sadness and disappointment in his heart, and answered while pretending to be normal.

"Daddy!" Cheng Zhipeng's son ran a few steps and broke free from his mother's grasp, jumping into his father's embrace.

"Long'er, did you obediently listen to your mother's words today?" Cheng Zhipeng felt the warmth of a family, and momentarily forgot about his lonely unhappiness as he asked his son who was in his embrace.

"Your son has always been helping mother today!" Cheng Zhipeng's son said with a face full of pride.

"Good boy, this is me, Cheng Zhipeng's son!" Cheng Zhipeng rubbed his son's head and praised him.

"Master, where are your armor and sabre?" The meticulous Mrs. Cheng asked her husband.

"Oh, this..." Cheng Zhipeng was speechless, he did not know how to explain this to his family.

"What's wrong? Has something happened? " How could Mrs. Cheng not understand her own husband? Looking at his expression, she knew that something must have happened, thus she continued to ask.

"Sigh, both the armor and saber have been handed over!" Cheng Zhipeng bitterly sighed and explained.

"Why is that? My husband has always been meticulous and never showed the slightest bit of laziness. Why would they treat you like this? " She knew her husband's character very well and had never made any mistakes before. Even though he was in such a depressing position, he was still diligently on duty and had trained his subordinates. It could be said that in Fengyang City, there was not a single unit that could compare to her husband's soldiers and generals.

This was not only the pride of Mrs. Cheng, but also the source of her confidence. It was because of this that she could not understand why the high ranking generals of the city guards would treat her husband in such a manner.

What made Mrs. Cheng even angrier was that turning in the armor and carrying the blade was equivalent to changing her position. This was already a huge punishment, especially since her husband had always wanted to become a true general.

"Madame, please be at ease. This is not a dismissal. "It's no big deal. After a few days, when the Lord Commander has calmed down, I'll go beg him. He'll just say a few words when he returns to his original position." Cheng Zhipeng saw his wife's worry and immediately explained.

"Husband, why did you stop your duties?" The Mrs. Cheng asked.

Today, I don't know why, but I brought my brothers to the southwest of the city to cut down the trees. If it was in normal times, then it wouldn't be anything much, at most, I didn't ask for permission to lead the group to practice, so it wouldn't be considered any crime. Unfortunately, today, there was a gang fight in the city, and since I didn't get to the scene in time, I led a team to chop down the trees. Cheng Zhipeng said after letting out another bitter sigh.

"This is too unreasonable. Could it be that other than you, no one else in the City Guards can stop that gang fight?" The Mrs. Cheng was once again burning with anger as she spoke without holding back.

"Sigh, today in the city, it was a complete mess, there were accidents everywhere, causing the roads to be severely blocked. The troops could not arrive quickly, and the other officers of the city guards were also rushing to the scene, but they were all delayed halfway by some things. The only one who could arrive at the scene the fastest was me, but I ?" Sigh, I cannot blame the Lord Commander! " Cheng Zhipeng was helpless too, but he could only console his wife and comfort her.

"This ?" Husband, normally, you are very assertive in front of both right and wrong, and even more so, you have never encountered such a blunder. Mrs. Cheng asked doubtfully.

"I don't know either. I was leading a team to patrol the city today, but when I arrived at the eastern part of the city, I suddenly heard a voice that seemed to have touched something. Since then, a voice in my heart kept telling me that I was going to cut down the trees in the southern part of the city. So I led my team back to the City Guards Institution and began assembling them! " Cheng Zhipeng similarly could not understand his actions today, and explained in a troubled manner.

"Is someone scheming against my husband?" After all, Mrs. Cheng was born into a family of generals, she knew a bit about some of the government's scheming, and so she reminded her husband.

"I am just a small general, who is worthy of plotting against me?" Cheng Zhipeng replied with a bitter smile.

"That Darling's actions are too strange today, it is as if he was possessed! Could it be some kind of illusion technique? " Mrs. Cheng thought for a moment and said a possibility!

"I don't know the absolute art, but I've never heard of an illusion technique that can control a person without a sound!" Cheng Zhipeng was also a person with vast experience, hence he immediately shook his head and denied.

"That's true. The control of the illusion technique, rather than being a control, should be more like an influence. It should be impossible to achieve to this degree!" Mrs. Cheng also thought that this was probably impossible, and after denying it, she bitterly thought about it again.

"Forget it, Madam. You don't need to think about it. No matter how much you think about it, it's useless. "I'm worried about my family right now. After my suspension, my family's income ?" Cheng Zhipeng consoled his wife when he saw her acting in such a manner, and at the same time he brought up his worries.

"Sigh, old master is relieved, there are still some savings in my family, enough to last me for a while!" Mrs. Cheng sighed, smiling as she comforted her husband.

However, only Mrs. Cheng knew that with her current family's daily expenses, she could probably last for up to seven days. No matter how much she saved, she wouldn't be able to last for more than a few days. But in order to prevent his own husband from worrying about it, the Mrs. Cheng did not mention anything in front of him.

"Thank you Madam for your troubles. I hope the Lord Commander can calm down soon and let me return to my original position as soon as possible!" Cheng Zhipeng said with hope.

"Father, with how capable you are, they will definitely return you to your original position!" Cheng Zhipeng's son said.

"Haha, Long'er is so obedient! "Come, let your father see that blade technique of yours!" Cheng Zhipeng laughed and led his son to the training grounds.

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