The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 648

Chongjin and the others couldn't help much, so they just followed behind.

Although Meng Fuzi and Xiaoqian live in a remote place, the scenery on the way home can be described as beautiful and beautiful. Even the splash-ink landscape paintings cannot describe the freshness and appropriateness of this country road.

The so-called ancient vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people are talking about the scene in front of them.

Seeing the bitter look on Xiaoqian's face, it is obvious that she is the one being bullied, but she can't find a place where the people can make decisions.

Chongyan was bouncing around on the cobblestones, having a great time playing, but when he heard what Xiaoqian said, he couldn't help but asked in doubt: "Isn't the establishment of the government office just to do things for the common people? Exclusive to the Ming government, why do you say that?"

He Anjia looked at Chong Yan bouncing around, looking like he was not growing up, "Oh, don't you understand? Of course, the government and the Ming government have colluded together. Since ancient times, the government and merchants have been a family. You make the decision, if it involves the Ming government being the richest man in this area, and the son of the richest man knowingly broke the law, can the government arrest the son of the richest man like ordinary people?"

Chongyan stopped playing, and said righteously: "What happened to the son of the richest man?! The emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. Could it be that the power of the Ming government is greater than the emperor?"

Master Meng's back was a little stooped, he turned around slowly and waved to Chongyan, and said with palpitations: "Little brother, you can't just say these words casually, if someone with a heart listens to it, you will die. In serious cases, the Nine Clans may be wiped out..."

"Destroy the Nine Clans?" Chong Yan snorted, thinking that there is no one in this world who has more power than his father, who can destroy them: "I want to see who dares to destroy my Nine Clans!"

Chong Jin and Chong Han laughed and said nothing.

Only Xiao Shisi said excitedly: "Daddy~Daddy destroys the Nine Clans~~"

Master Meng kept groaning: "Little ancestors, stop talking, I, an old guy, can't help being scared like this."

This is unbearable, if Meng Fuzi and Xiaoqian know the identities of these people, they will all have to faint for three days and three nights.

Murong Ying looked sideways from time to time along the way, and the corners of his mouth hooked up contemptuously. These idiots really can't even follow them. They are so close, and they always bump into each other. I really want to ignore this movement. Disaster.

The home of Meng Fuzi and Xiaoqian is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is a unique small yard. The yard is very spacious. There are flowers, fruits and vegetables planted in it. There is a kitchen and two bedrooms. Several geese and geese are raised in the yard. Poking his head into the stream to drink water, the goose that has not yet grown up is floating on the water.

Even if the princes in the palace went to the south of the Yangtze River with Lord Long Live, visited in private and had fun with the people, they never had the opportunity to experience the feeling of living in mountains, rivers and forests. Here it is drawn."

As soon as Xiaoqian entered the door, she stretched back and forth, pinned her long hair with a wooden hairpin, and went to the kitchen to boil water for the guests.

"If this young master wants to paint, we have the Four Treasures of the Study at home, and the little girl will go and get them."

Xiaoqian put a few slices of fresh green tea into the boiling hot water, then went to her room, and quickly gathered things for painting.

There is a desk in the yard, with heavy brocade brushes and ink, a landscape painting vividly on the paper...

(End of this chapter)