Chapter 184: Dreamed general

Meng Hao Zhi Zhi Wu Wu Wu was speechless, horrified by his severe expression. At this moment, a ball of snow flew at a constant speed from their side. Seeing that he was about to hit Meng Eqi's face, Sheng Jiayan immediately blocked him sideways. The snowball hit his back, and Meng Eqi hid his eyes and peeked out in his arms.
Sheng Jiayan looked back, Meng Yizhen smiled behind them, rubbed the frozen red hands in anxiety: "Second brother, your expression is terrible..."
As Sheng Jiayan's position in the Meng government rose, Meng Laojun occasionally left him with important matters. Because of his selflessness, the seniors of the government are more afraid of him. Even Meng Yihui, who was a few years old, was a little embarrassed when he faced Sheng Jiayan.
"Second brother, don't worry about them, I took the lead in playing." Meng Yihui glanced at Meng Eqi. As an elder sister, she was ready to take the blame for Sheng Jiayan for her sisters.
However, Sheng Jiayan turned his head and asked Meng Eqi: "Do you have to play?"
Meng Hao hesitated: "I want to play..."
Sheng Jiayan sighed indifferently, a trace of helplessness flashed between his eyebrows, and turned to block Meng Yiqi behind him. He faced Meng Yihui and the other two sisters and said coldly: "I will not be merciless."
"?" Meng Yihui, who was standing in the front, gave him a strange look, and immediately before she responded, the snowball thrown by Sheng Jiayan hit her eyebrows.
Liang Sisi's snow dust suddenly turned into a little bit of snow hanging on her hair. Meng Yihui hadn't asked what was going on. Sheng Jiayan had stooped and held a snowball again.
"Who hit?" He leaned his head and asked Meng Eqi.
Meng Wanqi stared at his focused eyes and said blankly, "Just the second sister."
Meng Yilian, who was named in that box, shuddered and hurriedly ran away in the courtyard: "Meng Eqi! You don't deceive people too much, actually find a helper! Big sister four sisters, help me fight back!"
Everyone was hiding from Sheng Jiayan at first, and then gradually no longer nervous and laughed again.
Sheng Jiayan's fast speed made them a group of boudoir sisters unable to react, and Meng Eqi hid behind him, pointing out where to fight. Many times Meng Yilian wanted to bypass Sheng Jiayan and ran behind Meng Yiqi to sneak attack. Everyone was discovered by Sheng Jiayan and snowballs were on their faces.
Just like this, until late in the evening, Ms. Meng sent someone to find, and all the people laughed away.
On the way back, Meng Eqi wanted to go to the hand of Lasheng Jiayan, who avoided it with a sleeve.
"Don't move," he walked beside Meng Haoqi, squinting: "I won't care about you if you have a stomachache."
Returning to the courtyard where Sheng Jiayan lived, Yansha brought a bowl of hot tea: "Sister is drinking, the second young master has ordered people to cook well, and the temperature will be just right."
Meng Haoqi moved his gaze to Sheng Jiayan, but the latter calmly and calmly turned to the curtain and changed his wet clothes.
Even if Lord Yan becomes a rebellious teenager, he is still so considerate!
Tears burst into Meng's heart, and Jiang Tang warmed her heart and lungs, and she vowed silently in her heart—
I must be the dog-leg of His Majesty the King! Follow through the dedication of flattery!
In the evening, Meng Haoqi and Sheng Jiayan wore royal blue clothes today, with bright blue hairpins on their hair and silver tassels hanging down. Hair is like a cloud, light and gentle. And Sheng Jiayan's jade crown hair, dark blue coat covered with black clot, he rarely wears such a color, today he looks extraordinarily beautiful and eye-catching.
The two came to Meng Laotai's room together and asked everyone to be well. Everyone wears hairpin rings and jade crowns wear Ying.
"The second brother and the third sister are here." Meng Yizhen was sitting on the Luohan bed, stuffing persimmons into his mouth.
"Grandmother." Sheng Jiayan bowed, and Meng Eqi stood beside him and saluted cleverly, causing Mr. Meng to laugh again and again.
"You skinny monkey," Mrs. Meng pulled Meng Eqi up to his side: "Now your second brother can hold you down, and dare not turn any more waves?"
Meng Xuqi glanced at Sheng Jiayan quietly, the latter with his eyebrows down, very respectful.
"No, it's because I don't care about my second brother!"
"Three sisters lie!" Meng Yizhen took the opportunity to show Sheng Jiayan: "When we were playing in the second sister's Taoyuan in the afternoon, the third sister's face changed when she saw her second brother's fear!"
Meng Yilian echoed: "But not! Three sisters, you admit that your grandmother won't laugh at you."
Meng Yizhen jumped off the bed of Arhat with two persimmons, ran to Sheng Jiayan and offered diligently, handed her a persimmon: "Are you the second brother?"
Meng 萋 looked at the two people who had betrayed angrily, and sighed that the sisterhood was so shallow! Meng Yilian Meng Yizhen you two forces!
Old Meng Meng was amused by several people and seemed extremely happy. Several people had troubled around the old lady for a while, until the old lady ordered the meal.
Dinner on New Year's Eve is always very rich, and the name of the dish is also very nice. There are a lot of people in Meng House, and Dafang is counted as the uncle and aunt of Mengqi, plus the eldest brother and elder sister, a total of five people. In the second room, there are only Meng Qiqi and Sheng Jiayan. In the third room, there are only three brothers and four sisters.
They, a family of people, formed a table centered on the old Meng Meng. Meng Eqi was very happy today. When the maid served the thin wine, she would take it as soon as her claws were stretched out. Sheng Jiayan quickly hit her back with her eyes.
Meng Haoqi retreated his hand with pain and Sheng Jiayan threatened in a low voice: "No drinking."
Meng Eqi also approached him in a low voice, begging: "I just come to Kwai Shui, there is no reason to stipulate that I can't drink in Kwai Shui!"
Sheng Jiayan looked puzzledly at Arong behind him, and when Arong nodded, he compromised: "Well, only a few bites are allowed, and no more."
Meng Haoqi nodded in a hurry, Sheng Jiayan handed over the jug to Yansha. The Yansha was taken down and heated over again before being served again.
Meng Haoqi hurriedly filled himself with one, and Sheng Jiayan also stared closely at the side: "Too much!"
Old Meng Meng took everything into his eyes and smiled and tacitly acquiesced in the interaction between the two of them.
A big rock in her heart finally landed. She was getting older. Sooner or later, she was about to let go of the world. By then, she was left alone with Meng Eqi. She was really at ease. Now that Sheng Jiayan is taking care of her, Ms. Meng Meng can also rest assured.
Especially after the year, Sheng Jiayan is also preparing to participate in the Imperial Examination, and she has entered the career path. She does not have to worry about anything.
After dinner, everyone gathered in the house to stay together. The young ladies warmed the hearth furnace. Meng Yingqi sat next to Sheng Jiayan. She drank too much wine today. Her entire face was red and her eyes were bright. , The mind is a little vague.
The old lady sat on the head and delivered a year-end statement: "You both grew up, and both will be successful in the future, and your grandmother will have nothing to worry about. The only way is that Huihui’s marriage will be after the year. It’s settled, the girl’s house can’t be delayed, the grandmother has already found several houses for you, and your mother has reviewed it, and they are very satisfied. Just wait for you to check it out after the year.

Meng Yihui blushed for half a face, and she lowered her head and buzzed out: "It's up to the grandmother and mother to decide."
"Which households did the grandmother look for for the elder sister!?" Meng Yizhen was curious and asked Meng Yiqian first.
The three aunts scolded Meng Yizhen, but her grandmother already smiled and said: "The son of a family clerk Shang Shujia, and his cousin Chi. These two sons are top-notch people. ."
The son of the clerk Shangshu's son Meng Eqi didn't recognize it, but Chi Zheng's cousin Meng Eqi had seen it twice. The man was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was born with a tiger's head and a big brain, and he was rumored to be so powerful that he could break the stick with his bare hands. Probably because of his martial arts background, Chi Zheng's cousin not only did not like reading books, but the Chengdu man was mixed in the martial arts stadium.
If it weren't for his excellent family background, his mother was born into a famous family, and his uncle was also ruled by the emperor. I'm afraid he would be difficult to be chosen by Meng Laotai. However, others are a little more honest, and the victory is honest and honest, and I want to come to Meng Laojun to take this into account.
It's just that Meng Yiqi can't connect Meng Yihui with him anyway. You know that Meng Yihui hangs poems from time to time, so she has to write poems and play piano when she gets up. If she was really with the person who was dancing with a sword and getting a gun like this, Meng Eqi could not imagine what kind of scene it would be.
But looking at Meng Yihui's shy look, she would follow the orders of her elders even if she didn't like it. Besides, isn't there still the prince who is still in the ritual department, maybe Meng Yihui chose him in the end?
Meng Eqi finally drank too much, and dizzy leaned on Sheng Jiayan's shoulder. She was drunk and dreamy, and vaguely saw Meng Meng pointing at her and shook her head helplessly. Finally, when she came back to Shen, she was led by Sheng Jiayan and walked into the room.
There was wind going back and forth under the gallery, and the sound of firecrackers from various households not far away was also heard. Meng Eqi was so blown by the cold wind that instead of being sober, he was more sloppy, and eventually the whole person fell on Sheng Jiayan like a muddy beach.
Sheng Jiayan pulled her up and she fell to the right. Pulling it up again, Meng Qiqi fell to the left. In the end, Sheng Jiayan had no choice but to carry Meng Eqi on his back.
"Trouble." He reprimanded coldly again.
"Ayan--" Meng Eqi hushed on his shoulder with alcohol and said: "I dreamed of your father last night!"
Sheng Jiayan sneered, not seriously: "Yes."
"Yes. He was wearing black armor and a string of tourmalines hung on his chest."
Sheng Jiayan stopped.
Tourmaline was hung on his father's neck before he buried his father.
"What do you dream of him?" Unconsciously, Sheng Jiayan's voice shuddered slightly.
"He-hiccup, he thanked me. Thank you for taking care of you, giving you freedom, giving your home. A Yan, General Sheng is really gentle, much better than you!"