Farmhouse Imperial Examination Road

Chapter 123 Wanting a Mistress

Shen Huaizhou is twenty one this year.

The ancestral family is prominent and born with noble status.

And because he was worshiped under the name of the prime minister, he was influenced by great Confucianism since he was a child, and his demeanor and demeanor are all elegant and elegant.

Not to mention, he looks great.

The handsome appearance is made of jade carvings, like a fairy or a banished one.

Su Liuyu remembers that when he first met, he was holding his hand to order tea in the afterglow of the setting sun, his eyes were full of indifference and alienation, which really made people blaspheme.

"Our husband is naturally worthy of the best."

Shi'an smoothed things over, not wanting to let go of his son's background.

Master and servant have been two for many years, doesn't he know?
First, he devoted himself to studying, and then went out to travel, without even touching a girl's little hands.

As long as any lady in the boudoir shows a little enthusiasm, she must hide away, as if strangers should not get close.

For so many years, the young master has kept his emotions out of the way, but since he met Brother Yu, he has completely changed.

In the past, where did I see the young master laughing.

Not to mention being furious, Brother Yu didn't scare him to death when he ran away last time.

It's just that what Brother Yu did made the master emotionally unstable and out of control.

Su Liuyu nodded knowingly after listening to Shi'an's words.

"It would be great if there was a mistress." She said regretfully.

Gentle and virtuous, you can persuade yourself when you do something wrong.

Most importantly, don't let him stare at you all the time.

Now, Shen Huaizhou is in charge of her schoolwork, and she can't even make more money.

"Huai Zhou has to hurry up, but Brother Yu's marriage is not in a hurry, and the job is about to be completed, so we need to choose carefully."

Prime Minister Song also interjected, and incidentally glanced at Song Yanzhi.

The position of imperial concubine.

It is still necessary to be a person of the same age as His Highness.

My grandson is fine.

Song Yanzhi pretended not to notice that the young man's face was as cold and arrogant as ever.

He is an extremely human minister, who will assist the king in the future, and he does not want to be the position of the emperor's harem.

Su Liuyu didn't hear what was going on in everyone's mind. After eating, she ordered that she wanted to eat sweet and sour fish tomorrow, and then went back to the house.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere immediately became colder. Everyone had a hasty meal and rested.

Since the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year and less than five days later, the top three prizes in all stores have been swept away.

The treasurer of the Sifu had no choice but to quickly follow Su Liuyu's instructions and arrange the cornucopia. There were also copper coins as a base in it, so that people would have the urge to draw a lottery just by looking at it.

Since then, the cornucopia is on.

Changbai Study is full of people.

The temple fair has never been so lively.

Those who took away all the cornucopias for two cents were so happy that they refused to leave and continued to smoke.

In the end, the winner rushed to the public again, but he didn't think it was a pity, and said he would come back tomorrow.

This lottery model, the price is not high, everyone can afford it, almost suitable for all ages.

It's just that for readers, it's not very interesting.

Since Zheng Congwen came home that day and said he would not marry a wife, he was beaten by his father with family law.

He was also stubborn, and after being hit dozens of times by the three-inch-thick wooden board, he refused to let go.

After raising it for a few days, he snorted and chiseled as if nothing happened, chasing Su Liuyu to ask for extra lessons.

As soon as he came back, the five great talents in Lingnan were all together.

When the four younger brothers saw Zheng Congwen, they seemed to have a backbone.

"Brother, you've come back. The third prize in our state middle school is gone."

"Brother, are we going to disband? I don't even have Brother Liuyu's limited-edition Langhao pen, so how can I convince everyone?"

"Brother, think of a way quickly."

The four younger brothers thoughtfully found a duck down cushion to put on the seat, and the dog-leg posture was ten percent.

Zheng Congwen sat down rubbing his buttocks, grinning in pain.

"Who got it? Do you know?"

"I know, we paid him to sell it, but he didn't sell it when the price reached 100 taels of silver. I was really mad at me."

Depend on!
real or fake.

That's 100 taels.

"I heard that Brother Liuyu was responsible for the material selection and design of the Langhao pen. I'm a rat, so I really want my own zodiac pen."

The little brother said regretfully.

Zheng Congwen nodded, expressing his understanding.

He felt that his butt didn't hurt anymore, but his heart was bleeding.

He also wants his own zodiac pen!

On the other side, Qinshan Academy.

Class A has just finished reading in the morning, and the next section is writing policy theory as usual.

Yuan Wenzhao took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his schoolbag, and arranged them in order.

After setting it up, he took out one of the pens and said something loudly to his deskmate Liang Huai.

"Brother Liang Huai, I've used this pen well. I'm writing a policy today, and I'll borrow it from you."

Liang Huai looked at him strangely.

"I brought my own pen."

"But this one is different." He raised the Langhao brush in his hand. A coiled dragon was carved on the body of the pen, which was so lifelike that it was not ordinary at first glance.

"This pen was designed by Brother Liuyu himself, a set of twelve, limited edition."

After he showed off, everyone in Class A immediately surrounded him.

"This pen, could it be Brother Liu Yu's Number One Scholar pen?"

The pen was not named Su Liuyu at all.

Just look at the meaning of the Chinese zodiac.

But I didn't expect that this pen was called the Zhuangyuan pen after it was called. Everyone was happy when they heard the name, and it spread.

"Of course, I paid a lot of money for this."

Yuan Wenzhao puffed out his stomach proudly.

"How much money, brother Wen Zhao?"

People are curious.

Liang Huai also distractedly looked here.

"It's not expensive, it's only 300 taels of silver."

What the hell!

300 two!
Brother Wen Zhao is so proud.

Everyone looked envious.

And Liang Huai's face turned black.

He quickly moved away from Yuan Wenzhao.

He hated the appearance of Yuan Wenzhao's rich money the most.

Although they have a good relationship.

But he despises Yuan Wenzhao showing off his wealth.

Yuan Wenzhao loves to show up again, so Liang Huai usually hides far away at this time, and will come back when he is done showing up.

In the past, Yuan Wenzhao flaunted his wealth as if he hadn't heard of it, but today, he couldn't help but focus on that pen.

My heart is also a little sour.

I heard that brother Liuyu designed it himself.

I don't know what the pen of my zodiac sign looks like.

Hey--

The third prize was swept away, some happy and some sad.

Su Liuyu made a lot of money, although she didn't receive the account book, she was quite happy.

It's just that she is happy, and some people are unhappy.

Zheng Congwen has been feeling sleepy recently, and she has noticed it.

"What's the matter, Brother Congwen, I heard you were beaten, are you okay?"

"It's been gone for a long time, brother Liuyu, do you have any more of your money?"

After speaking, he looked at her pitifully.

"There's no need to sell it, it's a limited edition, you know."

Seeing her little fan's vision dim in an instant, she was a little funny.

In the previous life, I heard that someone had a collection habit, but now she saw it.

"Brother Congwen, don't be discouraged. Next time, I will save you a copy of this limited edition. Of course, the price is negotiable."

She blinked at Zheng Congwen and spoke softly.

"real or fake!"

Zheng Congwen's eyes lit up, and he stood up all of a sudden, but because of too much movement, his buttocks hurt and he grinned.

Su Liuyu patted Zheng Congwen's shoulder calmly.

"Who made us two good brothers." If you don't kill, you don't kill.

　Let’s have a wave of recommended tickets and monthly tickets.
　　Thank you brothers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)