Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Or did Bochang take the lead in breaking the impasse?

He laughed and said: "The General said extremely well that we naturally did our best to assist His Majesty. ”

The rest of the dynasty ministers reacted, no matter what their hearts think, at least they began to show loyalty to Ah Zhao.

These are old men, by this time, everyone guessed, this is the general making faces for the Cintiq.

They are temporarily unafraid of the new emperor, but do not dare to offend the great general who holds power at all.

A Zhao smiled and chilled with them. Suddenly he whispered his head toward Ling Qiao: “Thank you, General. ”

Lingxiao nodded with a smile: "Your Majesty is welcome. ”

The feast was over.

As soon as the cadres retire, Lingxiao will also have to return to the house for resettlement.

Lingxiao returned to the Grand General's Palace, where he met his family and was summoned to the house by his mother.

“O Kao, go to Bochang Waiting House tomorrow and get some extra gifts.” Lady Ling's horns have given birth to several gray hairs. Her eyebrows are not as gentle as the usual lady's. Instead, a few points are sharp.

She sighed: "The theory is that we are sorry for Miss Bochang Waiting. ”

I don't really know what to say about that.

When Lingxiao and Miss Bochanghou were engaged, they had just joined the crown. Miss Bochanghou was 16 years old and was already at the age of getting married.

Shortly after the two men had made their decision, the Huns on the north side committed the crime, rolling with their father, and staying at the border guard for three years.

On his return, he brought back the hearse of General Ling. As a son, Ling Wang had to guard his father's filial duties for three years.

At that time, Miss Bochanghou was 19 years old. The Ling family did not delay her more, so she voluntarily climbed the door and said she could withdraw her family.

Bochang did not agree. General Yan Mingling gave his life for his country. His own little daughter could wait.

First class is another three years.

The two men should have been married. As a result, Miss Bochanghou was seriously ill and had been ill for almost a year. It coincided with Hun's recidivism. Ling Xuan did not say anything to bring back troops.

This visit to the border post was for another two years, and it was not until the death of the Emperor that he was called back.

In fact, in the middle of this period, Mrs. Ling had contacted the Bochang Hsu family. If the Bochang Hsu family had agreed, she could have Ling rolled back one day and the two were married.

But every time the Bochang family made excuses to push.

Mrs. Ling only thought that the other party resented the fact that she kept her daughter waiting, deliberately sought excuses to procrastinate, and consciously felt that she was losing money online, delaying her daughter, so she endured.

This time Ling rolled back, it looked like she was going to be stationed in Beijing, and Mrs. Ling wanted to have a good talk with Bochang Hou's family.

Speaking of his fiancée, Ling frowned and nodded: “Yes, Mother. ”

He had not met Miss Bochang Hou and had no feelings for her. But the other side waited seven years for herself, and Lingxiao felt that regardless of what this Miss Bochanghou looked like, she would marry herself and respect her whole life.

But now he's thinking about it. What's the situation at Bochang House?

Miss Xu Xiu Xin, who is being nagged by Ling's mother and son, is sitting in her room embroidered.

She embroiders beautifully and a belt to be molded is almost finished.

Her powder contains spring. When a pair of autumn water eyes fall on the belt, it has a pulse. Anyone can see that this belt is embroidered by her to a lover.

“Ma'am, the master is back.” The belly maid said softly.