After death, I became the cannon fodder of the three protagonists

Chapter 97

With the idea given by Su Mo, almost half of the people in the county know that there is a new food shop in the county that will open on August [-]th.

What is it called Mala Tang?

Until August [-]th, Li Shi and Chen Heyun were so busy that they never stopped.

The site selection for the village school in Luoshan Village was also completed, and a quieter place was chosen, not far from the Gu family.

When Fang Shi got the news, he was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a mocking smile.

Like a father, like a daughter, it's a pity that good people are not rewarded in this world.

Being contemptuous, he still approved Luoshan Village's request to establish a village school, and thinking that he was also favored by Su Zhiyuan back then, he immediately wrote a letter, intending to find a teacher for the village school.

He stuffed the letter into an envelope and put it on the desk, "October, take it and have it delivered to the magistrate of Yizhou."

As soon as the words were finished, a black figure came down from the beam, quickly took the envelope, and then left through the window.

Eleven is the private soldier of the fourth prince, who follows Fang Shi as a government servant during the day, and lurks on the beam at night.

Of course, Fang Shi knew the real intention of this person from the day he came to him on Shishi.

On the surface it is protection, but in fact it is surveillance. As long as he dares to be disobedient, the soft sword at his waist will cut his throat or pierce his heart.

But after all, he is a warrior, so it is not difficult to hide some things.

For example, Su Mo is not only the person who proposed the improvement of soil quality, but also Su Zhiyuan's daughter...

Fang Shi stared at the flickering candle with indifferent eyes, his expression dark.

At the end of August, the examination results were released, and Wang Tongsheng was admitted as a scholar. The patriarch of the royal family was overjoyed and called on the clan to open an ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.

He originally wanted to hold a banquet to celebrate, but Wang Tongsheng didn't want to, saying that Mrs. Wang died less than a hundred days ago, so it's better not to make a fuss.

The patriarch of the royal family heard the same reasoning, but he felt a little uncomfortable. He wondered how long the Wang family had been waiting for this great event, but because...

Oh, what a bad luck.

Mrs. Wang's natal brother also came to Wang's house and gave them a lot of good things, as well as money.

What is meant inside and outside the words is that although Mrs. Wang is gone, the relationship between the two families is unbroken. In the future, Wang Tongsheng wants to go to the entrance exam and they will also contribute. When the time comes, the prosperity and wealth, don't forget to give them a hand.

Wang Tongsheng made Xiao Liu serve tea and said a lot of good things. Mrs. Wang's natal brothers were not satisfied, but Xiao Liu spat inwardly.

hypocritical.

The county seat is Hufu.

Wang Yingying was dressed in brocade, half-lying on the imperial concubine's couch in extraordinary clothes, yawning slightly wrinkled, with tears in her eyes.

"Lin Lang, are you alright?"

Hu Yanlin sat upright not far away, holding a paintbrush in his hand, and frowned when he heard her charming voice.

In those dark eyes, a stone was thrown into the calm water. He put down his brush and looked at Wang Yingying with cold eyes.

"do not move."

But Wang Yingying didn't seem to understand the coldness in her words, she stretched lazily and charmingly, and got down from the imperial concubine's bed.

She stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and the bells on her ankles made a crisp sound with her footsteps. Every time she struck, it seemed to fall on Hu Yanlin's heart.

He looked at this face, which was [-]% similar to his biological mother, and his eyes were a little blurred.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Yingying was already sitting in his arms, and the pair of soft clothes painted with Dan Kou went up along the lapel of his clothes.

"Lin Lang, the long night is long, how could it be wasted..."

Wang Yingying whispered in his ear, then lowered her head slightly, and gently bit his Adam's apple.

Hu Yanlin snorted, his eyes darkened, his body tensed up, and his breathing was slightly short of breath.

He stretched out his hand, hugged her waist, and walked behind the screen, turning his back on the guest.

Wang Yingying smiled coquettishly, her jade arms wrapped around his neck, and she took the initiative to kiss his lips.

Soon there was a happy voice from inside, and the maids in the room all lowered their heads and turned their ears to it, apparently already accustomed to it.

And in the ear room next door, Master Hu, who was paralyzed on the bed, listened to the unbearable movement, with a ferocious face, a pair of cloudy eyes staring at the roof angrily, wishing to pierce them through.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck things"

He uttered these few words with difficulty, and then he was so out of breath that he rolled his eyes and passed out.

After the servant in his room saw it, he went out very calmly, and after a while, a doctor came in and gave Master Hu an injection.

I don't know how long it has passed, the happy voice ended, and the maids lowered their heads and brought in the prepared water.

That's when the butler came.

"master."

Hu Yanlin played with the jade pendant in his hand, his voice was slightly hoarse: "What's the matter?"

"Madam's father is admitted to be a scholar, will the mansion send gifts?"

Hu Yanlin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking.

Wang Yingying withdrew her free hand from Hu Yanlin's abdomen, she lowered her eyes to cover the hatred in her eyes, sat up, picked up the clothes that had just been casually thrown aside, and put them on.

Then he picked up Hu Yanlin's clothes, threw them on him, and said harmlessly:

"Don't give it away. It was agreed to break off contact at the beginning. If it is a gift now, I don't know if I thought we wanted to build a relationship."

Seeing her angry look, Hu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, reached out and pulled her into his arms, bowed his head and took a deep breath on her neck.

"Did you hear what Madam said?"

"Old slave understands."

When the housekeeper outside heard this, he raised the position of the new wife in his heart.

Hu Yanlin frowned slightly when he saw that the person hadn't left through the screen.

"What else is there?"

The housekeeper coughed lightly, "The county magistrate is here, look at this..."

Should I go out to meet guests?

Hu Yanlin, as if he hadn't heard it, reached into Wang Yingying's clothes and stroked her delicate skin with his fingertips.

"Oh, rare visitor."

Withdrawing his hand, he patted Wang Yingying lightly, and only sat up after she got out of the way.

"Invite people in."

The housekeeper was slightly startled, but he didn't dare to say anything more, he bowed his head in response, and then backed out.

Hu Yanlin stood up from the bed, straightened his clothes, and his expression returned to a cold one, as if the concubine's love just now was an illusion.

"It's getting late, Wan Niang should go to take a bath and change clothes, it's better to rest earlier."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the maid beside him.

"You two, take Madam back to the house."

This room is naturally Master Hu's room.

The two servant girls who were pointed out responded and walked to Wang Yingying's side: "Madam, please."

Wang Yingying glanced sideways at them, went out expressionlessly, and entered the ear room next door under the watchful eyes of the maid.

This courtyard was originally Hu's residence, and the side room was the bathroom, but since Wang Yingying married in, Mr. Hu was sent to live in this side room.

Separated from the bathtub by a screen, Wang Yingying relied on Hu Yanlin to pet her at first, and then complained, but in the end she was almost strangled to death.

Since then, she has understood what the bottom line of being arrogant is.

Wang Yingying looked at Master Hu who was lying on the bed, and twitched the corners of her mouth, showing a mocking smile.

The maid quickly brought hot water in, Wang Yingying took off her clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and the hot water wrapped her body.

The pair of cold eyebrows and eyes deep in the memory came to mind, she gritted her teeth and scrubbed her body vigorously.

(End of this chapter)