Chapter 882: None of Them Are Good People (2)
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“Ma’am?” a female soldier behind her called softly.
Meng Linyan turned around and realized that there were a few soldiers carrying a stretcher behind her. They had stopped because her men were blocking the way.
“It suddenly occurred to me that there was something else. Send the medicine in,” she instructed and turned to leave.
The female soldier who reminded her just now was a maidservant who had been by her side since she was young. Seeing this, she waved at the others.
“Hurry up and send him in.”
With that, she quickly followed Meng Linyan.
“Miss, don’t listen to their nonsense. That woman can’t compare to you at all.
In my opinion, only you are worthy of Heir Song in this world.”
“He’s no longer the heir,” Meng Linyan corrected him. Her expression softened.
“Yuezhu, do you think he still remembers me?”
“Well…” Yue Zhu was stunned. Seeing that Meng Linyan’s expression was about to darken again, she hurriedly said, “Miss, don’t worry. The Duke will definitely remember you.”
“That’s good.” Thinking of something, Meng Linyan smiled. “Get ready. We’ll meet this general’s wife tomorrow.”
She emphasized the words ‘general’s wife”.
“Should we tell the general first?” Yue Zhu was a little worried.
“Father is so busy every day. There’s no need to disturb him for such a small matter. Besides, it’s the first time the general’s wife has come to our Nanling Pass, and Mother isn’t around. As the daughter of the Meng family, I should visit ner so tnat 1 can CIO my part as a nost.”
As the two of them spoke, they unknowingly arrived at the kitchen.
When fighting, the soldiers usually brought a few pieces of dry food with them. When they were hungry, they would take a few bites, since they had no time to stop and eat proper meals.
It was almost dinnertime, and because they had won the battle, Song Jingchen specially instructed them to give everyone a sumptuous meal today. Therefore, the soldiers in the kitchen were busy.
A soldier carrying water came out and saw her return. He called out respectfully, “Little General Meng.”
In order to distinguish the three members of the Meng family, they called Meng Wu General Meng, Meng Shaoyuan was Young General Meng, and Meng Linyan was Little General Meng.
Meng Linyan nodded and noticed that he was smiling. She asked curiously, “What are you so happy about?”
The kitchen was Meng Linyan’s territory, so the soldier did not dare to hide it. He scratched his head and smiled. “Little Song described what happened on the city wall today to everyone inside. I just found it novel.”
Coincidentally, someone was urging him. He excused himself and went to work.
At first, Meng Linyan didn’t realize who Little Song was. When she entered the kitchen and saw the person surrounded by everyone, she remembered that it was Song Huan, who had been demoted to a soldier in the cook’s army.
“That arrow flew out with a whoosh, scaring Han Tong so much that he quickly got the armored soldiers to surround him. Guess what happened?” Song Jinghuan asked proudly.
“How would we know? Little Song, don’t leave us hanging.”
Song Jinghuan coughed lightly. A soldier at the side handed her a bowl of water.
Song Jinghuan took a sip of water leisurely and sighed. “This damn weather is too hot.”
Someone immediately fanned her with a fan from the stove.
An old soldier was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at her. He dodged the fan in the soldier’s hand. “Child, what happened after that? Hurry up and tell me.”
Song Jinghuan pursed his lips. “After that…”
“Aren’t you going to do anything?” A stern voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice. Seeing that it was Meng Linyan, they quickly dispersed.
“Look at you. Wouldn’t it have been done long ago if you’d just said so?” The veteran limped away angrily.
Song Jinghuan stuck out her tongue and casually grabbed two sticks of firewood before stuffing them into the stove.
A shadow fell over her. She looked up.
“I don’t care what your relationship with the Duchess is. Since you’re in this kitchen, you’d better behave yourself. If I catch you delaying everyone’s work again, I won’t let you off on account of the Duchess,” Meng Linyan said coldly.
Many people had seen Song Huan being carried away in the carriage by the Duchess, so Meng Linyan had naturally heard of it.
She had long known that Song Jingchen had married the daughter of a low-ranking official, so she guessed that Song Huan was Shen Yijia’s relative.
She didn’t think about Song Jingchen because she felt that if Song Huan was a
blood relative of the Song family, it was impossible for Song Jingchen to punish her.
“I didn’t delay everyone’s work. They came up to me and asked me.” Didn’t she see that she had been sitting at her post?
“How dare you? Is this how you talk to a general?” Yue Zhu reprimanded..
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