"Master, get up quickly. I'm going to kill the dumplings and eat the meat."
Liu Mingzhi held a quilt and swayed around: "I'm going to sleep for a while, don't disturb me, it's just dumplings, just kill them if you want. It's not that you can't eat them."
"Master, the dumpling, that black, black, white, and chubby dumpling you brought back from Yangzhou, I want to kill and eat the meat."
Zhi Leng suddenly sat up and Liu Mingzhi sat up, his eyes as wide as copper bells: "Ying'er, are you talking about that cute and cute dumpling that keeps eating bamboo?"
"Yes, that's him. The master in the kitchen is sharpening the knife."
As expected, the old man was so evil that he didn't even bother to put on his coat. Liu Mingzhi rushed out barefooted in a pair of underwear, shouting as he ran: "Old man, the dumplings won't be finished without us."
"A bear is left under the knife, Master Zhu, don't use the knife, don't use the knife."
Tuanzi was tied to the millstone with his legs in the air. When Liu Mingzhi arrived, he didn't realize that he had already walked through the gate of hell. He was moaning and humming. The old man was also walking around the millstone, looking at it.
A group that is not afraid of death.
He grabbed Master Zhu's knife and hurriedly cut the ropes around Tuanzi's four legs. After Tuanzi regained his freedom, he walked slowly and consciously to the cage in the corner, picked up the prepared bamboo and started to chew it.
The corner of Liu Mingzhi's mouth twitched. Didn't this guy realize at all that he almost became a soul killed by the knife and food in the pot? You are really generous and fat.
Liu Zhi'an clicked his tongue twice regretfully, with a look of disappointment in his eyes, obviously regretting not killing the dumplings.
He returned the kitchen knife in his hand to Master Zhu and walked up to the old man angrily: "Old man, what exactly do you want to do? I know you are evil. Didn't I tell you? This thing is full of toxins, you
Do you want me to inherit the family business in advance?"
Liu Zhi'an pinched the beard at the corner of his mouth. He didn't look like the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River. Instead, he looked like a wretched market gangster: "I'm not looking for it. I see that strange beasts eat bamboo every day, and they don't eat it like you said."
Snakes, insects, rats, ants, these things, don’t you think about that when your brain gets hot?”
"Ah, your grandma"
"You little bastard, you want to go to heaven. That's your grandma. What did you want to say just now?"
Liu Mingzhi wanted to slap himself. He was his father. How could he say this: "Ah, your grandma, my great-grandmother is the brightest star in the sky, the brightest star, the brightest star, twinkling, twinkling."
The sky is bright and full of little stars, old man, farewell."
After saying that, Liu Mingzhi ran away. No need to guess that the old man was looking for the training stick again.
I yawned and went back to sleep. Tuanzi had been rescued, and even if the sky fell, it wouldn't be able to stop my tryst with Duke Zhou.
"Master, have you saved Tuanzi?" Ying'er really likes this gangster-brother-like guy who is gifted with a pair of sunglasses and a cute and cute body. The first thing he does when he wakes up every day is not to serve the young master, but to serve him.
The dumplings eat bamboo, and it is precisely because of this that they can immediately report to old man Liu Mingzhi the news that he wants to kill the dumplings.
"Who is the young master? He is the boss in heaven, the second in the earth, and the fifth in charge of the young master. He can't save even a single person, and the young master's reputation has been ruined in vain."
"The young master is the best. Young master, isn't he third after the second best? How can the young master be the fifth?"
"My mother is third, the old man is fourth, and the young master cannot be fifth. I also want to resist the old man's tyranny. The financial power is held, but the young master's strength does not allow it. Thinking of the young master makes my heart hurt. Ying'er, the young master needs comfort.
"
"Master, Ying'er doesn't know how to comfort people."
Liu Mingzhi chuckled: "It doesn't matter. If you don't know how, the young master will leave it to you to comfort people."
The two of them lay sideways, Ying'er curled up in Liu Mingzhi's arms cautiously. Except for the morning birdsong outside the window, the room was quiet except for her even breathing.
A slight snoring sound came, and Young Master Liu fell asleep. With the beauty in his arms, he was still thinking about sleeping. No wonder Liu Zhi'an in Yangzhou would angrily scold Young Master Liu as worse than a beast. He was really worse than a beast. He could obviously do it.
Something meaningful happens and you actually fall asleep.
Ying'er breathed softly, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed. Her delicate body snuggled tightly into the young master's arms, a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Liu Song covered his mouth furtively outside the room and laughed. The young master finally got better after being beaten by the governor's daughter. Then he hurried to Liu Zhi'an's study to report the situation.
In fact, the big family is not as comfortable as imagined. You have to record clearly the sex with that woman. If you are pregnant with a child, you will calculate the date and you will be able to relax.
Liu Zhi'an put down the account book in his hand and looked at Liu Song, who was standing aside with his head nodding: "I'm enlightened, I'm really enlightened. I thought this little brat was confused by Qi Yun's beating, but it seems like it's not in vain.
"
"Willow Pine."
"master?"
"Go and tell your father to cut off some of the thousand-year-old ginseng in the warehouse and pretend to be fifty-year-old wild ginseng to make soup for the young master. You are young and frivolous and don't know how to cherish your body and bones. I can't just watch something go wrong with the Liu family incense.
.”
Liu Song took a breath. Thousand-year-old ginseng is a life-threatening thing. A person who is dying can drink a sip of it to make him alive. Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but it also shows how precious the thousand-year-old ginseng is. The world is changing too fast. When can we help?
The thing becomes an aphrodisiac. Isn’t this a waste of money?
"Well, go quickly."
"Yes, Master." Liu Song pursed his lips with a hint of sympathy, "Master, don't blame me, I dare not not listen to what you said."
The bronze mirror slightly reflected the beauty's stunning appearance, causing the flowers outside the window to lose a third of their color.
Qi Yun gently touched the scars on her face and breathed a sigh of relief. After returning from Yangzhou, she sat in front of the mirror every day to observe the changes in the wounds. Fortunately, it was just the injury from the sword energy that was not particularly serious. If she was scratched by the sword blade,
, it may really cause infection and leave scars.
Classmate Liu Mingzhi raised his hands, I know, this is called tetanus.
There is no woman in the world who doesn't care about her appearance. Qi Yun did not care about the hidden wounds left on her arms by repairing them. Instead, she tried her best to find various herbs to protect the wounds on her face. This is enough to show that although Qi Yun does not like red makeup and loves military uniforms,
It can't change a woman's identity.
The door opened slightly, and Qi Yun quickly put down her hand: "Nanny, is it time for dinner? If Yun'er isn't hungry, I won't eat the morning meal."
"Nanny, your wet nurse is the only one in your eyes, and your own mother doesn't even care about her."
When Qi Yun heard this voice, her face became excited and she quickly stood up: "Mother, you went to Yizhou Province to have a wedding. Did you just get home? Yun'er misses you so much." Then she rushed to Mrs. Qi like a child who has not grown up.
In arms.
Mrs. Qi's maiden name is Yu Ying from the Yu family in Yizhou. She is the second daughter of the head of the Yu family in Yizhou. Although the head of the Yu family is not well-known, his second brother is a high-ranking official in one of the nine temples in the imperial court and is considered a wealthy family.
, In the past, when Qi Run was just a poor scholar, he took over Mrs. Qi's hydrangea. However, the head of the Yu family looked down upon Qi Run's origin. The Yu family was not only a wealthy gentry, but also a family of powerful people. Who let the two of the Yu family
I am an official in the capital.
It is precisely because of this that Qi Qi, the head of the Yu family, only allowed his wife to go back alone on the sixtieth birthday of the Yu family. This was obviously a sign of arrogance.
It's not that the governor of Qi doesn't know what it means to be courteous, humble, benevolent and filial. It's just that Mrs. Qi's name was only written on the invitation. This means that the head of the Yu family is looking down on others. Even if your brother is among the nine ministers, he is just a subordinate.
Officials of the third rank, and the governor of Shangzhou are also officials of the third rank. Although officials in the capital are expensive, the governor of Shangzhou may not be any worse off if he holds the military and political power of a state.
Furthermore, I was a farmhouse minister in the morning and ascended to the emperor's palace in the evening. I couldn't boast that I was dirty in the past. The son-in-law of the governor can already be regarded as a glorious family. What are you picking on? You can only blame the Yu family for being a clan and looking down on it.
Qi Run is an official with no foundation.
Mrs. Qi looked at Qi Yun without pretending to be dissatisfied: "Mother has been back for two days, but you have been shutting yourself in the room since you came back, and you don't hear what is going on outside the window. Mother doesn't know what you are doing.
I dare to disturb you, but I couldn't help but come to see my daughter, but my daughter has already forgotten her mother's existence."
"Mom, my daughter misses you. My daughter misses her mother every day. She also wants to follow her mother to Yizhou Province to marry her. However, my grandfather has a scholarly family background. My daughter has been practicing martial arts in Jianghu sect since she was a child. She is not like the eldest sister.
My fair lady, if grandpa doesn’t like his daughter to go, there’s nothing he can do.”
When Qi Yun mentioned this, Mrs. Qi's expression showed an indelible sadness. Her family loved their eldest daughter Qi Ya and their younger son Qi Liang very much, but they looked down upon her husband and the one who didn't like red makeup and loved military uniforms.
My daughter, it has been twenty years, is the resentment between the two families so great?
Qi Run's objection to Qi Yun's practice of martial arts also had this level of reason. He didn't want his daughter to follow his old path. When would the daughter of Yizhou parents be accused of being a vulgar woman by her grandfather's family?