Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 337 Sending Letters
Shangguan Min was stunned, and said awkwardly: "Vice General Li also taught me according to your previous request, Mr. Fang. If you say you didn't teach me well..."

"Don't try to bring your affairs to me." Fang Zilan cut off his words, "I'm not your master."

Shangguan Min said in a low voice, before he could say anything more, he saw Awan rushing in quickly, "Fang Zilan, we agreed to go to rest, why do you..."

She stopped abruptly in the middle of her sentence, "Shangguan Min, why are you here?"

"Miss Awan, I..." Fang Zilan interrupted Shangguan Min just as he was about to speak, "Before you two talk about the past, bring me a pen and paper, and I will write letters to Lao Li and Lord Qi."

A Wan turned her head and called the housekeeper to bring a pen and paper, while Fang Zilan was writing a letter while listening to the chatting between the two of them.When the ink was dry, she was about to call the housekeeper in when she was stopped by Shangguan Min.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome as a carrier pigeon." Shangguan Min blew a whistle after finishing speaking, and a goshawk landed steadily on the window lattice, with its head held high and its chest held high.

A Wan stepped forward, reaching out her hand to tease her, but she heard Shangguan Min say: "Be careful, he has a big temper, it will be bad if he pecks you."

A Wan withdrew her hand subconsciously, and asked curiously, "Shangguan Min, where did you get this goshawk?"

"I raised it, isn't it good?" Shangguan Min waved his hand in a rather showy manner, and the goshawk landed on his shoulder.

Fang Zilan frowned, "Shangguanmin, when did you take charge of raising the falcons in the army? I don't even know."

"No." Shangguan Min explained: "I picked up this goshawk, and for some reason it entangled me."

Fang Zilan sighed softly, "Shangguanmin, are you afraid that others will not know that you are the descendant of the Desert Wolf King?"

Hearing this, Awan reacted abruptly, "Speaking of which, except for the need for the military to send messages, I have never seen anyone in Dajing raise a falcon privately."

Shangguanmin pursed his lips and dared not speak, Fang Zilan raised his hand and said, "Let your goshawk come over."

Shangguan Min didn't move, Goshawk was also very vigilant, spread his wings slightly, and jumped onto his upright forearm, looking like he was about to strike at any time.

"What's your reaction?" Fang Zilan looked at this person and the eagle, and finally stopped on the goshawk, threatening: "If you don't come again, I will pull all your hair."

The goshawk seemed to understand, and flew back to the window lattice, if it wasn't for Shangguan Min's face, it might have fled immediately.

Shangguanmin looked at Fang Zilan in embarrassment, and she said helplessly: "You won't let me ask the housekeeper to bring in the pigeon, and your goshawk has such a temper, how do you send the letter?"

"So it was just to deliver a letter." Shangguan Min muttered in a low voice, and couldn't help but relax, holding Goshawk in front of Fang Zilan.

"Otherwise what do you think it is?" Fang Zilan stared at the restless Goshawk, snorted coldly and said, "If I really want to kill you, do you think Shangguan Min can protect you?"

"Lord Fang, he is young, so don't scare him." Shangguan Min gently stroked the goshawk's feathers, and said a few words of comfort in a low voice.

Fang Zilan curled her lips, and handed the letter to Shangguanmin, "Let your goshawk deliver the letter to Lao Li, there must be no mistakes."

"Okay." Shangguan Min neatly tied up the letter, and the goshawk screamed sharply and flew straight for nine days.

"Okay, I've done everything I need to do, I have to go back to the house to rest." Fang Zilan was so conscious, A Wan hurriedly followed her back to the backyard.

Shangguan Min was thrown to the housekeeper by the two of them, and lived in the wing of the mansion.

Afterwards, Fang Zilan carefully looked at Wen Ya and A Wan's faces every day, wandering around the courtyard whenever he found an opportunity, but he would be escorted back to the house by one of the master and apprentice, and the cycle went on and on.

Finally one day, Fang Zilan was so bored that she threw a ball of paper through the window and hit Shangguanmin who came to visit her.

Shangguan Min put his hands on the window lattice, and looked at the bored people in the room, "What orders does Master Fang have?"

"How is your marksmanship?" Fang Zilan said listlessly, "Let me see."

Shangguan Min looked around and said in disbelief, "Is it right here?"

"Of course not, I haven't planned to let you demolish all the houses in my house." Fang Zilan said with a lack of interest: "There is an open space in the back, where I usually practice martial arts, you take a gun and wait for me. "

Shangguanmin nodded in response, but Awan in the room heard the conversation between the two clearly, "Fang Zilan, can you sit still for an hour?"

Fang Zilan blinked innocently, "I'll watch from inside the pavilion to make sure the wind won't catch the snow."

A Wan knew that she couldn't hold her back, so she glared at her, turned around and slammed the door out of the room.

Fang Zilan wrapped up the thickest fox fur cloak, hugged a hand warmer, and walked over leisurely.

Shangguan Min was waiting in the open space with a spear in hand, and Deputy General Cao was also there.The two were talking, but they stopped when they saw Fang Zilan approaching.

"I'll watch from here." Fang Zilan went straight to the pavilion, pulled a chair and sat at the door.

Deputy General Cao moved a brazier and put it by her hand, "Boss, is it really possible?"

"If it's not possible, the two of them will take me back." Fang Zilan didn't even lift his eyelids. Deputy General Cao looked at A Wan and Wen Ya who were walking quickly, but he opened his mouth but didn't speak.

After A Wan and Wen Ya stood still, Fang Zilan called out: "Stop standing, move a chair and sit here."

The master and apprentice looked at each other, moved the chair on their own as if accepting their fate, and sat beside Fang Zilan.

After several people were seated, Shangguan Min asked, "Master Fang, can we start?"

Fang Zilan nodded, and Shangguanmin held up a spear, and demonstrated the marksmanship he had learned without falling off.

After the demonstration was over, Fang Zilan looked at Deputy General Cao and Wen Ya and said, "Old Cao, Mr. Wen, what do you two think of Shangguan Min's marksmanship?"

"The marksmanship is excellent, but..." Deputy General Cao didn't continue, Fang Zilan said in a low voice: "Speak up if you have something to say, are you still afraid that Shangguan Min will remember you?"

Deputy General Cao touched the back of his head, and said bluntly: "The moves are a bit procrastinated, not clean enough."

"Mr. Wen, what do you think?" Fang Zilan leaned back on the chair, while Wen Ya still looked as gentle as jade, but he spoke bluntly, "It's superficial, but not strong enough. I'm afraid I'll die many times when I meet a master. "

Shangguan Min walked in front of several people with a lost expression and bowed his head in silence.

Fang Zilan looked at Shangguanmin fixedly, "Do you have anything to refute?"

"I..." Shangguan Min hesitated for a while before saying, "I want to know what you think, Mr. Fang."

"It's about the same as them." Fang Zilan said seriously: "Your foundation is very solid, and it can be seen that the marksmanship was taught by General Shangguan Jing carefully. Every move is decent. However, you are not a person who is good at thinking, and you lack masters. Guidance, the benefit is really not big."

Shangguan Min lowered his head even lower, "I see, thank you, Mr. Fang, for reminding me."

"Shangguan Min, you are still young, so you don't have to." Fang Zilan said casually, "If you want, I can teach you how to practice martial arts."

"Master Fang is serious?" Shangguan Min raised his head suddenly, his eyes sparkling.

"Of course it's true." As soon as Fang Zilan finished speaking, she saw Shangguan Min kneeling straight down. She was stunned: "What are you doing?"

　Fang Zilan's daily routine of recuperating from illness - wandering around every bit of time, teasing children bored

　　
　
(End of this chapter)