Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 134
The smile froze on his face, looking at the lotus pond not far away that blooms all year round: "Yeah."

"Hehehe... That humble minister hereby wishes the emperor and Lord Fenghua a happy marriage for a hundred years." With a cold smile, he turned around and returned to the way he came from with his back stiff.The wind stirred the hem of his clothes, drawing a sad arc. He looked at the young man accepting his concubine, and now he wanted to watch the young man stand up, but the most impossible thing happened.He buried his deepest love in his heart and let it rot, however, the boy's decision made his decision a funny joke.

The bamboo-green back was swaying in front of Puyang Yuren's eyes, and he held his hands tightly to run against the man. If he couldn't give him what he wanted, he wouldn't ask him to stay.

Ignoring the hidden guards behind him, Puyang Yuren walked into the "shabby room" in unremarkable casual clothes, went up to the second floor from the backyard, sat in the private room with Puyang Fenghua several times before, and looked at the A lot of eloquent people.

Qing Lan, who was hiding in the dark, saw the young man when he entered the shabby room. Even if she doesn't talk about books today, those people still have something to talk about.

Pushing open the door, looking at the boy's side face seemed to be a little more beautiful.

Hearing the creaking sound, Puyang Yuren turned his head to look at Qinglan, and curled his mouth: "You came quite on time."

The light-colored scar passed across, startling the woman's heart: "You..." She had always wanted to go into the palace to find out about the young man. Increase and let it go.

Withdrew his eyes from Qinglan's body and looked at the chattering crowd under the window.

A lot of ugly words lingered in my ears.

"Master, aren't you too bold?" Qing Lan said with a smile, she was really surprised when she heard the news today.

He bit his straw and paused: "Then do you think you can accept such a decision?" He tilted his head and asked.

Nodded: "Don't say you know the gender of the master, even if you don't know, you will agree." I wanted to see the progress of these two people a long time ago, and I finally looked forward to it. Of course, I raised my hands in favor.

She smiled, if she said that the whole world was as malicious as Qing Lan, she would feel relieved.

"This is incest!"

"Oh... Fenghua Jun's fairy-like man has been ruined like this..."

"I didn't expect the emperor to do such a nasty thing at such a young age! The misfortune of the royal family, the misfortune of the Great Zhou!"

"Don't Mr. Fenghua resist? Let the emperor do this?"

"That's right...that's right, I definitely won't obey. It seems that the emperor must use unscrupulous means to do this."

"But having said that, even a man like me is deeply impressed by Mr. Fenghua's appearance and talent."

Listening to these people's words, Puyang Yuren closed his eyes to get rid of distracting thoughts, took out the drawing paper from his arms and handed it to Qinglan: "It is made according to this figure, and the size is as written on it." The small characters on it are the record The size of her and Puyang Fenghua.

Looking at the two circles suspiciously: "What is this?" According to that size, it should be fine, what can it do?

"You can just follow the above picture, and don't ask any more questions." Perhaps because she was restless, she didn't have the heart to explain to the girl.

He pursed his lips, "Yes. However, judging by the craftsmanship, it may be difficult to achieve the pattern on the drawing." Although the hollowed-out patterns are incomprehensible, they should be really not easy.

"I believe in Qinglan's ability to handle affairs."

In a word, Qinglan had nothing to say, and could only complain in her heart, "Yes, Qinglan will definitely complete the task."

After listening to the conversations of the people below, Puyang Yuren got up and walked towards the shabby room, Qinglan stopped the boy's figure and said: "Master, don't you want to be a gang?" Some miss this guy.

Looking back at Qinglan with a persuasive expression on her face, she said: "No, I want to go shopping in the street." I haven't been out for a long time, and I've been staying in this palace all day, and I'm getting moldy.

"Then be careful on the road." The young man has no internal strength now, not to mention being alone in the world, I am afraid it will be difficult to protect himself.

She smiled at the girl, "Is Qinglan worried about me? But, don't tell me you don't trust your master that much?" Even without advanced martial arts, she still has the ability to protect herself.

He tilted his head awkwardly, hugged his chest and said, "Then you'd better go, I have to collect the money."

Amused by the girl's appearance, she walked down the stairs with slightly trembling shoulders, walked out from the backyard, and walked in a good mood on the street with people coming and going.The life of the common people is still going on, perhaps, the news that she has established Puyang Fenghua has brought shock to them, but it is also tightly limited to the time after tea and dinner.More often, what they care about is how to take care of the family, how to earn more money, and how to live a happy life with more money.What the people in power are like, they don't care much.

The sun will rise from the east and set from the west, and it will not change after she established Puyang Fenghua.

He took out his cuff and found a copper plate from inside. Surprised by Xiao Lizi's carefulness, he handed the money to the side of the biscuit stall: "Uncle, a biscuit." After being out for so long, I feel a little hungry alone.

The uncle looked at the young man standing in front of his booth, and was a little surprised. It was a pity that such a good face was scarred.

"Can selling biscuits support a family?" Puyang Yuren asked while biting some hard biscuits.

He smiled honestly, and this was the first time someone asked such a question, "Well... the little old man has a family of five, and the old woman helps the officials in the capital to do some sewing and mending, so they all have something to eat. "

Chewing the unpalatable biscuits in his mouth, Puyang Yuren smiled and said: "Then how much money do you pay to the government a year for setting up this stall?"

Speaking of this, helplessness flashed in the uncle's eyes: "Two taels of silver."

Slightly stunned, two taels of silver are equivalent to the basic expenses of ordinary people for a year.

"Has it always been like this?"

(End of this chapter)