Chapter 337: Face-faced grandmother (2)

Chapter 337, Grandmother and Grandmother (2)
The old Houye passed away early, only helped the athletes to enter the DPRK as an official. Every time the athletes were promoted, they all worked hard...
Murong Xue disdain: "Whose official position is not based on his own efforts? My father will become a general, but also because he has made a great battle on the battlefield, deeply admired by the soldiers, the emperor valued ..." If he It’s a straw bag. Even if his grandfather re-cultivates and promotes it, he will not be a military lord...
Du's face is almost black and the ink is dripping. This stinky girl will sing against her: "Your father has passed away for ten years, he is good again, and then dazzling, does not mean that your unbrothered brother is capable... ..."
"Murong is a person who doesn't understand anything, can't do anything, run horses, ostriches, what is best for him, luck is better, enter the DPRK to be a small official, although this life is inactive, but also Ping An is not..."
But he actually went to the battlefield and was ready to set up military merits. It was really self-sufficient to die on the battlefield, and he was also self-sufficient and self-sufficient...
"It seems that my grandmother is annoying to my brother, hateful, hate again, like to the uncle, like, love, hey, not a biological, grandson without blood relationship, and his son is really different... ..." Murong Xue sighed and sighed, and lost Murong, a biological parent, in front of the grandmother's family, it was so hard.
"What are you talking about, I didn't hate Murong, I just thought of Murong's situation." Du's hateful Murong Xue, the bottom of the anger is about to spurt fire.
"The soldiers in the military camp are mostly poor men. They don't know a few characters, they are rude, they talk rudely, and they have to be gentle and gentle, and they are talented. We are a hundred-year-old family, and the children who teach them, even if they are children. Not good, but also be polite..."
"Under the meaning of my grandmother, I understand that the second uncle is a civil servant. You love the house and the house. The civil servant is exceptionally pleasing to the eye. My brother is a soldier in the army. You hate the house and the house. The soldiers in the army are particularly annoying, but I My brother is a town of Hou, who grew up with the family's influence. Even if he entered the military camp, he would never be vulgar..." Murong Xue interrupted her words unceremoniously, and it was not easy to flash a black eye. Perceived scorn.
"The near Zhu is red, the near ink is black..." Du Shi said coldly, and the bottom of the cymbal flashed a subtle whisper.
"Some people, out of the mud and not dyed, after the grandmother does not believe, please look at it!" Murong Xue said leisurely, glanced at the door.
Du Shi, Zhou looked down at her gaze. Under the dim light, a young man rode a horse and ran like a slap in the air. His black hair danced with the wind and overflowed. The young face is handsome and cold, and the black jade-like eyes are deep and tough. The silver-white armor reflects the dazzling light under the light. From afar, it is like a general who has returned...
Du Shi was shocked and his eyes contracted sharply: Murong... Murong Yue...
The young man pulled the reins and the horse steadily stopped in front of the gate of the town government. He simply rolled over and threw the reins to the small beggar next to him. He smiled and walked over to Murong Xue: "Sister, I am coming back. Up..."
The hoarse voice of the changing period was introduced into the ear, and Du Shi suddenly returned to God, carefully staring at the man, only to see his fine skin and tender meat, handsome face and Murong more than seven or eight, but without his unique iron, killing The air...
It turned out that Murong Yu, she just read the wrong, but Murong Yu actually came back alive, the commandment can be really big.
"You didn't do anything wrong at the border, and trouble people?" In the sharp voice, there was a little bit of disgust and impatience.
Murong’s eyebrows smashed, and instantly returned to normal, faintly said:
Nature does not...

"That's good, your uncle will soon be promoted to the Taipu Temple from Sanpin. When he is promoted, he can look after you and let you be a small captain in the army..." Du Shi is careless. Said, the slightly eyebrows, the proud expression, just like alms...
Murong Yu Jun Yan Yan Shen Shen Shen, not salty and not light: "Thank you for the good intentions of the grandmother, the emperor has sealed me as a striker, do not need two uncles..."
what? The striker is involved? Did she not hear it wrong? That is the military officer of Zhengsanpin, which is even higher than the Taipusiqing that the athletes seek...
Du's incredible look at Murong Yu, but seeing Murong Jian slowly came over, his body with a touch of alcohol, the official uniform is slightly messy, the official hat is also a bit stunned, Qing Jun's face is gloomy and terrible...
The athletes went to participate in the celebration feast of the Nanzheng army. The emperor’s personal celebration feast, in addition to the civil and military ministers of the Manchu dynasty, only the soldiers who made great contributions can participate, Murong Yi, an ordinary soldier, even came back with the athletes, showing him It was also retired from the celebration banquet. He made a great contribution and was promoted to the position of the striker. It is true!
Murong Xue was slightly surprised. Murong broke the trap of Gong Qian’s trap in the forest. She made a great contribution. She knew that the emperor would reward him with Longyan Joy. I did not expect that the emperor would seal him to do three military officers. ......
Du Shi looked at Murong Yu, his eyes were cold: she heard that the people in the military camp were promoted to the ranks, relying on the military merits. Murong Yu jumped from an ordinary soldier to a three-product military commander, and certainly made great contributions.
But he obviously is just a jealous person who doesn't learn nothing. He doesn't know anything, he doesn't know anything. How suddenly did he make a big contribution? No, is he lucky?
How can athletes not have such good luck?
Du's heart burst into a blockage, sour and sour: "The military officer fights and kills every day, seeing blood from time to time, unlucky..."
"The military officers fight and kill to protect the country and protect the country. They are also infected with blood. They are also to guard the peace of the people. If Qingyan only has the civil servants who read poems every day, they have been swallowed by the army of southern Xinjiang. Standing here is a big sigh..." Murong Xue interrupted her words unceremoniously, and the dark eyes flashed in the dark eyes.
"You..." Du's fingered Murong Xue, and he couldn't speak: she was just a sullen sigh, and sent her emotions. Murong Xue turned out to be such a relentless refutation. It was abhorrent...
The current athletes are only from the Sanpin civil servants. Murong Yu is already a three-in-one military officer. His official position is higher than that of his athletes. This is not a good thing for them.
However, the athletes came to Beijing for a few months, and they are already familiar with the civil and military officials. The network in the DPRK is also very good, and Murong Yu is just a Shantou kid who has just entered the ranks of military officers. Nothing is there, even the official high. Children, it doesn't have much effect. As long as the athletes are carefully arranged, they can completely pass Murong and become a town...
(End of this chapter)