Just as Mu Jieyu was wandering towards Suiyang County, the jade post of Princess Ruimin was also handed into the hands of Qiu Huaiming, the head of the Qiu family. For this airborne royal princess, these rich family backgrounds
I have a contemptuous attitude in my heart, but I can't stand it.
She is a princess of the first rank of the royal family who has been consecrated by the Holy One, and she has the support of Prince Jing behind her. If she doesn’t look at the monk’s face and the Buddha’s face, she can’t hit the Holy One in the face, right? So she was already busy organizing Qiu Huaiming’s 60th birthday.
The Qiu family is even more confused...
Finally, Su Zhiwei, the temporary governor of Chongyang Prefecture, and Qiu Changrong, the eldest son of the Qiu family, led Suiyang County Magistrate Tian Qian to the gate of the county to greet him in person.
) When we first arrived at noon, we waited for an hour and a half, but no one was seen, and the people sent to inquire had not yet returned.
The sun at noon in summer is particularly scorching. How could the few wealthy men who have lived in Chongyang Mansion have suffered like this? In addition, the lunch was not used. Even if the servants brought snacks, they would feel sick to their stomachs because of the tasteless food.
The empty city plan was sung inside.
"Uncle, why don't you go back and have lunch first? The lower official will be in charge here and there won't be any trouble." Seeing Qiu Changrong's darkened face, Su Zhiwei made some flattering suggestions.
Qiu Changrong and Qiu Changtian were born from the same mother and father, and they looked almost acquainted. However, Qiu Changrong was immersed in social interactions, and his originally handsome face became prosperous, although he was not fat.
Although he has a big belly, he lacks the character of a scholarly family and has a little more shrewdness of a merchant family.
After hearing Su Zhiwei's words, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. Finally, he waved his hand impatiently, took the sweat towel from the hand of the boy who was wiping his sweat, and wiped it irritably himself.
"Mr. Su, are you really saying that the princess is coming? I've been waiting for almost two hours!" Tian Qian, the magistrate of Suiyang County, squinted at the sun-drenched sky and held his hand.
Wiping sweat with a handkerchief, he asked Su Zhiwei in a low voice.
Su Zhiwei was very angry at this moment, and naturally he did not dare to attack Qiu Changrong. Now Tian Qian came to the door, and naturally he was at gunpoint: "You ask me, who am I asking? What?
Are you impatient after just two hours?
Are you the only one who co-authored the book? Didn’t you see that the uncle of the Qiu family and me are still standing here? I haven’t complained yet, so why are you complaining? You don’t want to take a piss or take a photo. Look at you, you are such a coward. Go and go.
Go, don't hang around in front of me!"
Although Tian Qian was annoyed in his heart, the smile on his face became more and more doggy: "How can I do it? I am not doing this because I am not worthy of you, Uncle Qiu, sir. Think about it, I am just a person who doesn't know."
The yellow-haired girl climbed up by some means, and even put up a show, so that you two can stare at the sun eagerly and wait, without fear of losing your life!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Su Zhiwei slapped Tian Qian's forehead unceremoniously, "What a yellow-haired girl, what has shortened her life? That is the princess who was personally conferred by the Holy Emperor, and is the daughter of Prince Jing who has entered the imperial palace.
A single hair is more precious than your ten miserable lives! You damn thing, if you want to die, stay away from me!"
"Sir... are you too careful?" Tian Qian reached out and touched the painful forehead from Su Zhiwei's slap, and saw that Su Zhiwei not only lowered his voice, but also looked around uneasily.