Princess Fuyao

Chapter 157 Sticky

Seeing that there was not much green silk left, Mrs. Lu would have to look left and right to cut it, so he pointed to a larger piece of blue silk: "Stingy, why don't you use blue for the sleeves?"

"Mom, blue is enough to make a pair of suspenders. Besides, red and blue dogs are both disgusting, how ugly those colors are put together."

Ji Zhenggang realized that his wife was not as good at living as his daughter, so he snorted angrily, and Lu shrugged in grievance.Fuyao assigned a bunch of tasks to his old lady, and happily left the banquet room.

Outside, Liang Mingrui was repeating the words of the little girl in front of the Lu family. Lu's people are no good, and the little girl trained by Fuyao was given to her. After just over a month, she was taken away.

"Grandma nagged the county mistress, saying that no one has proposed marriage recently. She thought that many good people refused to agree to her a while ago."

"No one has proposed marriage recently? How long has it been?"

"It's been almost a month, and there is no one in the family. A while ago, there were matchmakers all day long in the family, and some of them met outside and quarreled. The county magistrate gave him a hard reprimand."

"Who's there?"

"Well, Prince Fu's mansion begged for a wife, the youngest son of Prince Cheng's mansion, Liang Guogong begged for his nephew, Mrs. Mao Guogong's wife begged for his natal nephew, the youngest son of General Hushi also begged someone to come, and the family of Wang Yuan, a member of the household department. , is the eldest son, and the Prince of Wuping County is also the eldest son, anyway, the family is bigger than the family, and the grandmas are all satisfied, saying that if you marry whoever you want, you will have boundless wealth in your life, but unfortunately, the county lord does not agree."

Just as he was talking, the servant coughed twice, reminding Fuyao that Fuyao was coming, Liang Mingrui hurriedly made a hand gesture, giving the little maid an expression that you know, don't let her know, the little maid stared at Liang Mingrui's handsome Wuchou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not sure if he understood what Liang Mingrui meant, but Fuyao had already entered the door.

"I'm not feeling well today. Please turn to your shop in a few days."

It seems that yesterday's anger has not dissipated. Liang Mingrui didn't answer, and asked himself: "I'm here to ask you, can someone send you an invitation?"

"Who? Nobody."

"Impossible, how could General Shang's Mansion not invite you?" Liang Mingrui asked doubtfully.But a bad thought flashed in my heart, the gang of beggars at the entrance of the alley, there is still no matchmaker for more than ten days.

Obviously he invited one, why didn't he come?

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Liang Mingrui's blank face, his face turned pale, Fuyao couldn't calm down, and asked a little anxiously, "Is it uncomfortable?" The toxin on Liang Mingrui's body, the imperial doctor said it would take half a year to get rid of it, even though he himself said yes But Fuyao still couldn't feel relieved.

"No!" Liang Mingrui came back to his senses, "There are beggars every day near your house, sometimes there are several, don't you think it's strange?"

"It's strange, no one sent them away, and they weren't hungry, neither followed the carriage to beg for money, nor sang 'Lotus Falling' at the door." Fu Yao blinked his eyes in confusion.

"Let's pretend to be Joe, let's try it out. I think General Shang's mansion didn't send you an invitation, so they probably intercepted it."

"So bold?" Fuyao was a little shocked, and didn't care to argue with Liang Mingrui.

"Let's go out, draw and pretend later, and test it out."

"Okay!" Fuyao went back to her room, and quickly took out a small box, "Let's go!"

Liang Mingrui twitched the corner of his mouth quietly, and then he became worried again. He hadn't figured out why Fuyao was angry yesterday, and if the root cause hadn't been pulled out, there might be future troubles.

The two of them went out and got into the carriage, took a drive outside, and Fuyao hired an ox cart with a green cloth cover near the Town God's Temple. They changed seats with Liang Mingrui, and told the driver: "Turn east at Wulukou, Bagua East Road , Willow Lane."

"Okay!" The coachman, a neat middle-aged man, answered, and turned eastward with the oxen.

Fuyao opened the small box, first took out a cotton cover, buckled it around his waist, then put on a very large red jacket, and then patted a thick layer on his face like a powder, and then painted She raised a pair of thin eyebrows, applied rouge on her face, smeared a little lip balm on her mouth, and wore a bunch of red silk flowers on her temples. She suddenly transformed from an innocent and beautiful girl into a fairy-like girl. A middle-aged aunt.She gave the other side a wink, but Liang Mingrui held it back so he didn't burst out laughing.

When we arrived at Willow Lane, Fuyao stopped the ox cart, and climbed out of the ox cart awkwardly. The driver was very surprised when he got on such a cargo, and the uncle kindly supported him, lest this "stupid matchmaker" fall down, Lai on his head.

"Wait here, I'll get the bounty, and I'll share half of it with you." Fu Yao said coquettishly, suppressing his throat, the driver turned his head away quickly, and almost didn't spit it out.

Liang Mingrui watched Fuyao walking forward while supporting his big thick waist, he did not forget to wink around, covered his mouth desperately, and laughed so hard that his whole body trembled.

The beggars under the willow tree have changed. It seems that they still stand guard for a few days, and they repeat it for several days.

This time, it was a middle-aged man with a limp, blocking Fuyao's way: "Where are you going?"

"Ji's family, General Huang's Mansion wants to beg that girl for the child."

"Go back! From now on, the affairs of the Ji family are not allowed!"

"Hey?"

"Stop talking!" the beggar said, with his right hand clenched and turned outwards, then stretched out his little finger, and then his ten fingers to make a hook shape. Fuyao pretended to be scared, and walked back with a sigh: "How can people live like this? It's so easy to do." It’s not allowed to eat for a while.”

The beggar said nothing, sat back under the willow tree, basked in the sun and took a nap.

Fuyao climbed into the bullock cart: "Go east, the pulley is in the alley." Then he looked at Liang Mingrui: "The little nine gates on the rivers and lakes are making trouble. The capital is downhill, and the foot and teeth of the car and boat shop have to be paid for their filial piety. Otherwise, no business is allowed."

"Look, do you want to check for you, who is behind it?"

"You don't need to do anything, just ask the yellow crane."

Next to the Guo family's outer house in the pulley alley, there is a second courtyard for sale. Huang He bought it. Now he is wearing a tunic-flowered azurite satin jacket and a melon cap, just like a successful businessman. When walking, he held his shoulders up and exerted force on his feet, more like a gang leader. When he saw Fuyao, he didn't recognize him at all. Fuyao turned his palms up, and then turned down again, causing Huang He's eyes to flash in surprise.

Entering the yard, retreating everyone.

"I'm Ji Fuyao, you idiot, haven't you recognized me yet?"

"Ah? Hahaha, you really know how to pretend. What's the matter?"

Fuyao said the matter again: "Do you know who moved the hand?"

"Let me inquire. I thought you were bored and paid for the hire yourself, so I didn't care." Huang He explained.

"Help me find out."

"okay."

Farewell to the Yellow Crane, Fuyao returned to the bullock cart, wiped off the powder on his face with the wet towel in the small box, picked off the flowers on his head, took off the bright red dress, and took off the cotton sleeves around his waist, one by one. After putting it away, the bullock cart was parked in a nearby busy market, and Liang Mingrui got out of the cart. After paying the money, they walked through an alley and arrived at the Town God's Temple. The two climbed into the waiting carriage.

"Send me back first, and then go wherever you want." She became cold again.

Liang Mingrui was tangled in his heart, but he still refused to give up: "Are you angry with me?"

"No, why should I be angry with you? It's not you."

Liang Mingrui was overjoyed, it was finally a piece of information, he quibbled: "Then you are mine, so you can be angry, right?"

Fuyao rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Liang Mingrui was taken aback by this look, and aware that Fuyao's emotions were on the verge of eruption, he didn't dare to make a fuss, and said tactfully: "You also found out just now that matchmakers are kept out, otherwise, the person I invited I came to the door early and got engaged to you."

Fuyao's big eyes were so slanted again, but they were more shy and less cold. Liang Mingrui was overjoyed and felt that he had found the reason - Fuyao must be sad when he said yesterday that he was discussing marriage with someone.

It seems that in her heart, she feels that she likes her, and when discussing marriage, she must be with her, otherwise,...

The corners of Liang Mingrui's mouth couldn't help but curl up, looking at Fuyao's eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little fiery.

"In two days, you and I will probably have to help Marshal He, so we won't be so free. Tomorrow, let's go to the flower viewing banquet in General Shang's mansion together?" Liang Mingrui hurriedly added, afraid that Fuyao said he hadn't received the invitation, " General Shang treats you and me like nephews and relatives, you don’t care about other things, do you? Besides, don’t you want to go with me?”

Fuyao was a little ashamed to be peeped into the center of things, she curled her lips: "I'm not going with you."

"Go, please! If General Shang finds out, he will definitely blame his wife for not doing well. Are you willing to make his family troublesome?"

Fuyao really didn't insist anymore.

Only then did Liang Mingrui heave a sigh of relief, knowing that she valued friendship, especially for those in the Northern Xinjiang military camp, he quietly reached out and held Fuyao's little hand in his palm.

The warm current not only made Fuyao's fingertips feel comfortable, but also made his heart feel warm and comfortable.

"Guo Xiangye wants to rectify the administration of officials on a large scale. If you and I don't do anything with our salaries, the emperor will not do this loss-making business. Alas, the good times are coming to an end." To provoke the leader here, Marshal He has to go to the Ministry of War to serve as a minister, but Mr. Gu lacks aura and cannot deter his subordinates."

"Marshal He is not as cool as Marshal Guo."

"Don't worry about that. Marshal He is suppressing that murderous intent."

Between the two, the harmony and peace was restored again. The carriage was warm and beautiful, and they came to Liang's restaurant unknowingly: "Fuyao, let's try my chef's skills again today. Last time, you criticized me so badly." , The chef is so ashamed that he has resigned and went to Linhai Mansion to learn how to cook sea vegetables."

"The chefs in Linhai Mansion are not very good. They put too many seasonings, covering up the deliciousness of the seafood."

"Then we can't hire a chef from Nanhai, can we?"

"Why not? The stones from other mountains may be able to attack jade. Your restaurant will not undergo a major change, and there will be no fundamental changes."

　My eyes are finally much better, but they haven't completely improved yet, I'm so anxious!

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