Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 141 He Feels He Is Going Crazy

The man didn't answer, but stopped writing, narrowed Fenghuang's eyes half-raised, and looked at the boy quietly.

The boy swallowed saliva, and he was most afraid of the uncle's gaze, because he couldn't see through, and always felt that the next sentence could not satisfy him, and a beast burst into his eyes, and he ate him.

"Aunt Liu is going to join the chamber of commerce. She should get up early. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up when I overslept ... Can I rest tonight?"

"Go." The man looked down, and the annotating action in his hand continued.

The boy did not return for a while.

Done?

So easy?

"Anything else?"

"No, no! Uncle Huang, you will have to get up early tomorrow, too, going out, I will be scared if Uncle Huang is not with me."

After speaking, the teenager immediately slipped.

In the study, the man's writing brush paused over the copywriting, and he could not write for a long time.

The nib slowly condensed the thick ink and dripped down, leaving a black stain on the copy.

As chaotic as he was, his texture was unclear.

He has tried his best to restrain.

Refrain from crossing the wall, not seeing her, not appearing in front of her, or letting her appear in front of her.

But he still couldn't help but let the young man go to the guest house, using the third person to get a connection with her, to cryptically explore every bit and every word about her.

When the boy said that he wanted to join the chamber of commerce together, he found out an overwhelming ecstasy.

Feng Qingbai frustrated and threw the writing brush in his hand, panting against his forehead.

He felt like he was going crazy.

He got up and pushed out the door. He couldn't help coming to the back wall of the guest house. Feng Qingbai leaned against the wall and looked up at the night sky.

The stars shone, the moon was dim, and the desert was lonely.

In the guest house behind him, it was just lively.

Someone is singing a song, not one word at a time, but cheers and praises endlessly.

Even across the courtyard, he could imagine how happy the scene was.

With a slight hook on the corner of the lips, the man closed his eyes and began to imagine in his mind. At this time, he was also in the scene, sitting next to the girl, watching them laugh, and listening to them.

Qian Wanjin only sang a half song. Two of the three audience members in the yard laughed so badly that even Wei Hong couldn't help but shivered his shoulders several times.

After spending more than half a day in the paintings, they had to learn a song for Qian Wanjin.

Yinzi spent a lot of time, and the result of learning was that when he sang on the painting, he barely got into the ear. When they returned to the courtyard, Qian Wanjin had forgotten the tune.

The final interpretation of the results, using Qian Wanjin's own words to evaluate is that he can sing the tune completely without tuning, he is also a personal talent.

"Enough to laugh?" Take off the veil, put up the orchid finger, Qian Wanjin glared at Liu Yusheng, "Don't you say let the grand singer sing amusement for you, is the grandfather laborious and laborious? Laughing is not over yet!"

"I'm very happy now, I can't take it anymore." Liu Yusheng's eyes were almost laughing, and he wiped tears several times.

With Qian Wanjin, learn to sing songs and sing songs, and learn the set of other singers.

Orchid means, swinging his waist and winking.

"This matter can only be known by four of us. If a fifth person knows, don't blame me for killing me!"

Liu Yusheng, "Rest assured, top-secret information is only digested internally."

Rhubarb, "Master, I must be tight-lipped."

Wei Hong, "I never gossip."

Qian Wanjin believed it.

But he forgot that Wei Hong never gossips, but she carries gossips. Liu Yusheng's internal digestion, that internal, the scope is particularly wide. There is Rhubarb, his mouth is closed, but he always shuts his mouth silently.

Midnight on the moon, lively party break.

The lights in the guest courtyard went out, and people stopped. People outside the courtyard still stood against the wall, standing for a long time.

Moonlight hit his face even more lonely.

Early the next morning, Liu Yusheng got up early.

Today is the official opening of the Chamber of Commerce. She wants to go early and see if there is any news about Baicao Valley. She did not know the follow-up of the missing person yesterday. If the person is okay, will she appear in the Chamber of Commerce today?

She didn't have to find someone in Baicao Valley, but if she had the opportunity to answer the doubts in her refining, she still wanted to try. It has nothing to do with fame and fortune, it is as if people have encountered problems in their favorite fields, and they want to seek people to communicate to find answers. She likes medicine, and she also likes to study in this area. This is her interest.

And today the Chamber of Commerce still has a place for them. Xinghuacun Cough Cream will also be displayed at the venue.

In addition to the fruit wine medicinal wine produced in recent years, she has also introduced some standing medicines, such as pediatric cold and cold medicine, antipyretic powder, and cough cream. They are commonly used and not prominent.

It can benefit the people, but it won't be too conspicuous to cause a sense of crisis to their peers, and it will avoid making big moves.

"Aunt Liu, Aunt Liu, are you going to the Chamber of Commerce today?" A shout of juvenile suddenly came from the guest house.

Qian Wanjin, who counted the beams with the rhubarb under the eaves, immediately probed, and frowned at those who broke into the yard, "Who are you? What are you shouting about? What aunt Liu, who are you looking for?"

The teenager looked at Qian Wanjin eagerly and slowly, "Before asking someone else's name, first report it to his family. This is a rule."

Wearing a light blue gown with a white robe and a white jade crown, the ten-year-old boy stood with his hands on his back, his expression was light, and he looked quite handsome.

One-faced look.

"Idiot." Qian Wanjin rolled his eyes. "There is no Aunt Liu here. You are looking for the wrong place. I don't want to know who you are. I don't need to name each other, so I won't give it away."

Aunt Liu? Who else can I look for in addition to Fuyu?

This kid's oily face has a small white face, which is not a good thing at first glance.

Before going out, he promised to take good care of Fu Yi at home and not let her be pitted.

There are many bad people outside. Qian Wanjin has an inexplicable feeling that my family has a young girl.

The boy looked at Qian Wanjin and gave him a back, "Well."

In the West Chamber, Liu Yusheng opened the door and walked out. The boy immediately smiled, "Aunt Liu!"

"..." Looking at the boy who looks like a dog, Liu Yusheng has mixed tastes.

Aunt your sister.

The little emperor's aunt?

Does she dare to respond? Do you think your neck is not stiff enough?

"Why are you here?" She asked.

Qian Wanjin stepped over to stop her and the boy, "Fu, do you know this boy?"

Liu Yusheng nodded. "I saw it yesterday. His name is ... Mo Feng, and he also lives in this small courtyard."

Wei Hong glanced at Mo Feng next, then looked away.

She knew, but she had to pretend not to know.

The teenager has already come over and squeezed Qian Wanjin beside him. "Aunt Liu, I also want to go to the chamber of commerce, let's go together!"

Qian Wan was in flames, and he raised his hand to separate the young man. "Keep far away! What are you doing so close?

(End of this chapter)