My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 777

Several people all looked at Liu Mingzhi dumbfounded.

Obviously did not recover from his words.

As we all know, the leader of Bailian has been put to death, and there is still a lack of a gravekeeper next to Mama Wu's cemetery.

This is tantamount to Liu Mingzhi going to let Ling Daoming go.

The teacup in Ling Daoming's hand slipped quietly: "Zhi'er, do you know what you're talking about?"

Liu Mingzhi exhaled softly, looked eagerly at Zhang Kuang beside him, and shouted two words loudly: "Uncle!"

Liu Zhian came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Kuang earnestly, apparently waiting for him to speak the answer he wanted.

Zhang Kuang tightly clenched the teacup in his hand, his fists were trembling with exposed veins, showing his inner unrest.

Although he sympathized with Ling Daoming's experience, he was loyal to the imperial court in his bones, which made it quite difficult for him to make this promise.

"Brother Yi, promise him. Without the leader, there would be no little sister today. The leader is just as pitiful as father!"

From behind the screen in the room, Murong Shan came out slowly in a plain white dress wrapping her proud and delicate body, and when she saw Liu Mingzhi, her eyes averted a little.

Liu Mingzhi looked at Murong Shan's figure in surprise and stood up suddenly, looking a little at a loss: "Shan'er, why are you here?"

Murong Shan looked at Liu Mingzhi with a tangled expression, and glanced at the somewhat stiff Zhang Kuang sitting there: "You should call me aunt!"

"Auntie, auntie?"

Murong Shan nodded quietly: "Your uncle is my righteous brother, it is reasonable for you to call me aunt! Just pretend that the past has never happened, and let everything go away with the wind!"

Liu Zhi'an hurriedly stood up, rubbed his hands and looked at Murong Shan cheerfully: "Daughter-in-law, you can't be impulsive, one size counts for one size, what uncle is not uncle, if you count it carefully, Zhi'er will have to be called Zhang Kuang!" Cousin, won’t your seniority be reversed? People of the same generation can talk about it wherever they get married! Don’t be impulsive, don’t be impulsive!”

"Yes, the old man is right. Besides, didn't I say it? Let's talk about it. If you feel disadvantaged, at worst, I will call you aunt, you will call me husband, and I will call uncle uncle, and he will call you Little sister, it's not a problem at all!"

Liu Zhi'an nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, daughter-in-law, if you don't feel used to calling me big brother, it's fine, as long as you and Zhi'er live a good life, it's fine for me to call you aunt, don't be impulsive! "

Zhang Kuang wrung his fingers and muttered, and after a long time of wrestling, he couldn't figure out why, and looked at Liu Zhi'an with a slightly blue face.

God damn it, as long as you live a good life with the old man and son, I have no problem calling you aunt.

Ling Daoming also looked at Liu Zhi'an in astonishment, the shameless style of the second brother Xindao really hasn't changed at all from when he was young!

Murong Shan looked at Liu Mingzhi with confusion: "The code of ethics has always existed since ancient times, Liu Mingzhi, don't be obsessed with it, we are not understood by the world at all, and I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. Do not mix other emotions!"

Gritting his teeth, Liu Mingzhi raised his palm, and gestured towards Murong Shan a few times.

Murong Shan closed her phoenix eyes and raised her head to face Liu Mingzhi, hit it, hit it, even if she kills her aunt, she won't turn back!

At this moment, Murong Shan didn't care about the moves that Young Master Liu had tried and failed.

Liu Mingzhi panted heavily and sat back on the chair: "Okay, that's great, the sycamore tree of the Liu family can't keep your golden phoenix, go and be your county lord of Ying'an!"

A trace of grief flashed in Murong Shan's eyes, and she finally retracted her eyes, walked gently to Zhang Kuang and sat down.

"Brother Yi, promise him, you can understand this kind of mood the most, how innocent and helpless Daddy was back then!"

Zhang Kuang stared quietly at Murong Shan for a while.

"Little sister, brother"

With a plop, Liu Mingzhi knelt on the ground and knelt in front of Zhang Kuang: "Uncle, if the eldest brother is here, he will definitely beg you like this. The two guards all know that the leader of Bailian has been executed! I know that doing so will be sorry for the dead and injured." Brothers, but at this point, no one wants to see it!"

"Crazy, the old man Liu Zhi'an is willing to offer incense and pray for the dead soldiers with the third younger brother on New Years and festivals, and ask the third younger brother to chant scriptures and pray for them!"

"Brother Yi!"

With a bang, the chair that Zhang Kuang sat on turned into crumbs, and Zhang Kuang stood up with a complex expression: "This old man only found the orphan of his adoptive father when he came to Jiangnan, and he didn't see anything else!"

After finishing speaking, Murong Shan hurriedly walked towards the door, Murong Shan nodded at Ling Daoming and chased after Zhang Kuang with a worried expression on her face.

"Third brother, you survived! Did you hear that?"

Ling Daoming looked at Liu Mingzhi complicatedly: "Aren't you afraid that third uncle will make trouble again?"

Liu Mingzhi pondered for a moment and stared at Liu Zhi'an: "Old man, my third uncle is not allowed to set foot in the south of the Yangtze River in exchange for my life, otherwise don't blame my son for not thinking of blood relationship, can you do it?"

Liu Zhian's chest thumped, "Don't worry, Zhi'er, even if the old man doesn't eat or drink, he will watch over your third uncle, and I promise not to let him step out of Jiangnan!"

"Third Uncle, can you agree?"

Ling Daoming bowed his head and pondered for a while: "I want to meet your uncle and the others!"

Liu Mingzhi felt relieved, knowing that Ling Daoming had agreed to his request.

I am not a saint, and I don't want to see the old man in grief, so I have selfish motives.

It's easy to say that the Dao Zhigong said, but there are few people in the world who can do it.

After all, I am not just a layman in the past.

I can give Ling Daoming a face to the old man, but if Ling Daoming is obsessed with his obsession, he can only sacrifice the Heavenly Sword.

Letting him go once is a matter of family affection, killing him is a matter of principle, it all depends on how Ling Daoming chooses.

"Second brother, can I talk to Mingzhi alone?"

"No problem, talk, open up and talk, say what you want to say, even if you want to go to the brothel, the second brother will cover it for you!"

"Thank you second brother, I'm afraid that you will be hanged up by the second sister-in-law again!"

"She dares, but she can't do it against her. The old man will give it to her." Liu Zhi'an suddenly stopped abruptly and looked deeply at Liu Mingzhi: "Zhi'er, are you with your father or your mother?"

"Of course it's with Dad!"

"That's good, that's good, third brother, don't worry, let's go to Qixiu Tower to have a drink today, if your sister-in-law dares to say nothing, I will divorce her!"

"Second brother, let brother talk to Mingzhi first!"

"Okay, okay, second brother, let's go!"

"Third uncle, what do you want to say, my nephew is all ears!"

"Zhi'er, although Third Uncle didn't watch you grow up, he still understands you. The reason why you changed from reading poetry to becoming romantic is because of Wei'er."

"Third Uncle didn't expect that everything would turn out like this. It can only be said that it was a trick of good fortune. Third Uncle can also see what happened between you, the Ninth Elder, and the First Elder!"

"Third uncle, do you know everything?"

"Zhi'er, don't disappoint someone who cares. Third uncle doesn't want to see what happened to Linger happen to you again. Third uncle wants to tell you."

Liu Mingzhi tidied up his robe and bowed to Ling Daoming.

"Third uncle, my nephew is leaving! I hope you can change your mind, my nephew will let you go once, but I won't let you go a second time!"

"Mingzhi, thank you third uncle!"

Liu Mingzhi walked out of the room and looked at the snowflakes floating in the sky: "Old man, I'm going back first!"

"Slow down, don't fall to your death on snowy roads!"

The corner of Liu Mingzhi's mouth twitched, he understood who his low-mouthed personality resembled.

"Gu Shan'er, where's uncle?"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Murong Shan who was standing still in the courtyard and walked over.

Murong Shan frowned and looked at Liu Mingzhi: "After I said it, we will be aunt and nephew!"

Liu Mingzhi recalled the words of his third uncle in his mind, rubbed his hands together, threw himself on the snowy ground, hugged Murong Shan's knee, and howled.

"Girl, how much is it for a night out?"

(End of this chapter)