Chapter 347

The old Marquis passed away early. He only helped Jian'er become an official in the imperial court. Every promotion of Jian'er was made by his own efforts

By virtue of his hard work, Mu Xue didn't disdain his position? My father will become a great general because he has made great achievements in the field of war, which is admired by soldiers and valued by the Emperor... " If he is a straw bag, even if my grandfather cultivates and promotes him again, he will not become a top military general

Du's face was black and was about to drip ink. This smelly girl would be against her: "your father has been dead for ten years. No matter how excellent and dazzling he is, it does not mean that your untrained brother is outstanding..."

"Murong Ye is a dandy who knows nothing and knows nothing. Running horses, walking birds and so on is the most suitable for him. No matter how lucky he is, he will be a small official in the dynasty. Although he has done nothing in his life, he is not..."

However, he went to the battlefield and prepared to make military achievements. He was really beyond his ability. He was also responsible for his death on the battlefield

"It seems that the stepgrandmother hated, hated, and hated my brother, and liked, liked, and liked my second uncle. Alas, the grandson who was not his own and had no blood relationship was really different from his own son..." Murong Xue sighs faintly. Murong ye, who lost his biological parents, was forced to do so in front of his stepgrandmother's family.

"What are you talking about? I don't hate Murong Ye. I just think of Murong Ye's situation." Du Shi hate to stare at Murong snow, the bottom of the eyes angry about the fire.

"Most of the soldiers in the barracks are poor men who don't know a few big words. Their manners are rude and their conversation is vulgar. They are not as gentle and talented as the civil servants of the imperial court. We are a hundred year old family. Our children taught by them should behave politely even if they are not excellent..."

"I understand the meaning of my stepgrandmother. Second uncle is a civil servant. You love the house and the house. It's very pleasant to see the civil servants. My brother is a soldier in the army. You hate the house and the house, and the soldiers in the army hate it. However, my brother is a Marquis of a town. He grew up under the influence of an aristocratic family. Even if he enters the military camp, he will never be vulgar..." Murong Xue cut off her words without politeness, and a slight mockery that was not easy to detect flashed in the dark pupil.

"If you are close to the ink, you will be red; if you are close to the ink, you will be black..." Du said coldly, with an imperceptible sneer at the bottom of his eyes.

"There are also some people who do not dye out of the mud. If the stepgrandmother doesn't believe it, please see it with your own eyes." Murong Snow said leisurely, glancing at the gate.

Du's and Zhou's eyes followed her. In the dim light, a young man was riding a war horse and running like a lightning bolt. His black brocade hair was dancing with the wind. His overflowing hair was handsome and cold. His black jade like eyes were deep and tough. The silver armor refracted dazzling light under the light. Looking from afar, it was just like that The general who came back from victory

Du was shocked and his pupils contracted violently: Murong Murong Yue

As soon as the young man pulled the reins, his horse stopped steadily in front of the gate of the Duke's house. He quickly dismounted and threw the reins to the boy next to him. Smiling, he walked to Murong Xue: "sister, I'm back..."

When the hoarse voice of the changing voice was introduced to his ears, Du suddenly turned to his mind and looked at the man carefully. He was delicate and delicate, with a handsome face and a seven or eight point portrait of Murong. However, he did not have the iron blood and killing spirit that he possessed

It turned out to be Murong Ye. She was wrong just now. However, Murong ye came back alive. His life is really big.

"You didn't do anything wrong at the border, did you give people trouble?" In the sharp voice, there is a little bit of inconspicuous dislike and impatience.

Murong Ye's sword eyebrow frowns, and instantly returns to normal. He says faintly, "naturally, there is no..."

"That's good. Your second uncle is going to be promoted to Taipusi minister from the third grade. When he gets promoted, can he look after you and make you a captain in the army or something..." Du said carelessly, with her slightly raised eyebrows and haughty expression, just like giving away

Thanks for your help, my grandmother said: "thank you very much

What? Forward? Did she hear right? That's a military officer of the third grade. It's a higher rank than the Taipusi minister that Jian'er planned

Du looks at Murong ye in disbelief, but he sees Murong Jian coming slowly. He has a faint smell of wine on his body. His official clothes are slightly disordered, and his official hat is a little crooked. His handsome face is gloomy and terrible

Jian'er is going to attend the celebration banquet of the southern expedition. The emperor set up the celebration banquet by himself. Apart from the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, only the officers and soldiers who have made great achievements can attend. Murong ye, an ordinary soldier, came back with Jian'er. It can be seen that he also retired from the celebration banquet. It is true that he made great achievements and was promoted to be a vanguard!

Murong Xue is also slightly surprised. Murong Ye has made great achievements in breaking the trap set by Gong Qianyu in the trap forest. She knows that the emperor will reward him with great joy. Unexpectedly, the emperor will make him a third grade military officer

Du Shi looks at Murong ye with a cold look. She hears that the promotion of people in the barracks depends on their military achievements. Murong Ye has made great contributions from an ordinary soldier to a third class general.But he was just an ignorant dandy. He didn't know anything and could not do anything. How could he suddenly make great contributions? Is he lucky?

How can athletes not be so lucky?

Du's heart was blocked and he murmured bitterly: "the martial arts officer fights and kills people every day. He sees blood all the time. It's not lucky..."

"The purpose of fighting and killing is to protect the country and protect the people's peace. If Qing Yan had only civil servants who read poems every day and had been swallowed up by the army in southern Xinjiang, how could my stepgrandmother stand here safely and express her feelings..." Murong Xue interrupted her words without politeness, and her dark eyes flashed.

"You..." Du pointed to murongxue and was so angry that she couldn't say a word. She was just angry for a moment. It's disgusting that Mu Rongxue refuted so mercilessly

Today's athletes are only from the third grade civil servants. Murong Ye is actually a third grade military officer, and his official position is higher than that of Jian'er, which is not a good thing for them.

However, Jian'er has been familiar with civil and military officials since he came to Beijing for a few months, and his contacts in the imperial court are also very good. Murong Ye is just a stupid boy who has just stepped into the ranks of military officers. He has no details. Even if his official position is higher, he will not have much effect. As long as Jian'er carefully arranges and arranges, he can surpass Murong ye and become the Marquis of the state

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