Chapter 217 Six sons, the overall situation is the most important!
The widow, Chen Ma, is dressed in white.
As soon as the three elements were combined, Jia Liu's face turned dark.
Guar Jiabo clears his account, you are a fucking ruthless person!
It's strange, since the maid gave birth to a biological daughter, so why didn't she give him the title of Jia Liu as his little wife?
Why can’t you wait to have it delivered to your doorstep all the way?
Why did you buy your son-in-law a big house in Chengdu?
After a long time of quarrel, his daughter, who has a lot of money, is a widow!
Jia Liu is so angry. The great Qing super battle hero found a widow as his mistress. If word spread, do you still want the dignity of the Qing Dynasty?
No, I'll go find Bo to settle the score!
Impulsively, he wanted to walk away, but the faint aura of the widow made Jia Liu's anger temporarily under control.
No matter what, Mr. Chen Ma is innocent.
After forcing himself to welcome the bride into the house, Jia Liu went to the president to complain about his grievances.
Without saying a word, he picked up the wine and poured himself a glass. After gulping it down his throat, he slapped the table and said angrily: "This wine is not drinkable! The old thief plotted against me with a daughter who had gone out and killed her husband.
I vow to be incompatible with him!"
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I got up and went to Jinchuan to find Bo Qing to settle the account!
President Li had just learned about the situation. When he saw the situation, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Jia Liu: "Don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive. The overall situation is the most important thing!"
"What bullshit is the overall situation? He has to have a big picture view to trick me like this!"
Jia Liu refused to accept this tone and dragged the president straight to the door.
The president became anxious and cursed angrily: "Guiziliu, don't you want Jiangshan Sheji?"
Um?!
The president's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, awakening Jia Liu. After standing at the door for seven or eight breaths, he walked to the wine table angrily and sat down on a stool.
"Since ancient times, those who achieve great things must endure things that others cannot tolerate. Not to mention being a widow, even if you have several children, you have to accept it."
The president looked bitter and sincere.
Jia Liu stood up loudly. Unable to sit still, he shouted out: "Shuan Zhu!"
"Here we come, Master!"
Yang Zhi stepped into the hall with light steps.
"Go and ask the second young lady if she has given birth to a child."
"Okay, Master!"
Yang Zhi disappeared like an arrow and appeared again like an arrow after a while, bringing good news to the young master - the second young lady had never given birth to a child.
Jia Liu took a long breath, just as long as he wasn't angry, he could handle the things that Dorgon couldn't handle?
As soon as his butt hit the stool, it suddenly bounced back. He pointed at Yang Zhi angrily: "Go and ask again, is there anything in the second young lady's stomach?"
"ah?"
Yang Zhi didn't expect the young master to be so thoughtful, so he hurried back and asked again. After a while, he brought reassurance and said happily: "Young Mistress' personal maid Qiu Tao said that Young Master just had her period a few days ago."
Jia Liu nodded slightly and could finally sit down with peace of mind.
But the smoldering fire in his chest still made him uncomfortable.
The president began to comfort and persuade again.
Let’s get to the point first and ask Bo Qing’e what her daughter looks like?
"He looks... quite good-looking."
Jia Liu couldn't speak out of conscience, the spring flowers were growing so vigorously, and the white clothes he wore when he got out of the car just now made people have the urge to exploit them.
The president nodded, as long as a person is good-looking, what he says will be easy to say.
"Bo Qing'e, the Vice-Capital of Manchuria, is not only important to our association, but also very important to you and me. This matter is his fault and should not be hidden from you...
But no matter what, Miss Chunhua is his daughter, and she bought you such a house, and she will go all out for both big and small things in the meeting, so I’ll just let it go. A little impatience will ruin the big plan.
..”
The president spoke very objectively, and Jia Liu also admitted that the Gongjin Association cannot be without Vice President Bo.
That is, when I think about asking a widower to be his mistress, I always feel that it would be detrimental to his character.
Knowing Liuzi's grievance, the president stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. He leaned closer and lowered his voice and said, "As someone who has been through this, I need to give you a word of advice. As long as this widow doesn't slander others, her taste is much stronger than that of the eldest daughter."
Enlightenment!
Jia Liu couldn't help but nodded: "My lord, it's great to see you."
I have a high opinion, but I still feel unhappy, and my tone will go away in a short while.
Del Hui is here.
Jia Liu turned his head and ignored his brother-in-law, and the atmosphere was awkward.
The president signaled to Del Hui to persuade him. This boy was Bo Qing'e's nephew. There was no way he didn't know about his sister's trip.
Delhui did come here for this matter. Seeing that his cousin-in-law ignored him, he felt embarrassed and stepped forward and said softly: "Sir,"
Jia Liu buzzed: "What's the matter?"
"Before coming, my uncle said that if you are dissatisfied with this marriage, you should give this letter to your Majesty, saying that after reading this letter, your Majesty will understand his difficulties and forgive him for his shortcomings.
Place."
After Del Hui finished speaking, he placed a letter on the table and then silently exited.
"Bo Qing'er thinks he is Zhuge Liang, but he still has a plan for what to do afterwards. If the old guy doesn't give me an explanation, I will never finish this matter with him..."
Jia Liu cursed, picked up the letter, tore it open and read it.
Where is the letter?
Not a single word.
There was only a stack of banknotes, all with a face value of five thousand taels, eight in total.
Forty thousand taels.
"this?..."
Jia Liu and the president stayed there for a long time. Jia Liu suddenly turned around and shouted out the door: "Shuan Zhu!"
"Here you are, Master!"
Yang Zhi, who was hiding at the door, poked his head out.
Jia Liu waved his hand and said happily: "Go and see if the young lady has settled down well? Then ask the young lady what she is short of. If you need it, go and buy it quickly."
"Okay, Master!"
Yang Zhi disappeared like the wind.
Folding the banknotes and putting them in his pocket, he looked up and saw the president staring at him. Jia Liu hurriedly explained: "I don't do it for the sake of money. I just think that Chunhua is also a poor person. She became a widow at a young age.
How can you do it without a man around to take care of you..."
"You don't have to tell me, I keep everything in my heart,"
The president looked like he had come before and said, "I understand."
"In this life, it is most difficult to find a confidant. Sir, don't say anything. I respect you!"
Pick up the wine glass and drink it all in one gulp.
Half an hour later, Jia Liu, who was bidding farewell to the president, appeared at the door of the backyard. After looking inside, he went in to see the spring flowers.
After traveling thousands of miles here, I must be tired.
He just raised his right foot but took it back again. He turned around and waved to Yang Zhi who had just returned from the hut.
Seeing the young master calling him, Yang Zhi quickly picked up his pants and ran over: "Master, what are your orders?"
Jia Liu asked: "Write down today's day for me, remember it well, remember it accurately! Yes, write down the time for me too."
"What are you doing, Master?"
Yang Zhi wondered, why do you remember it in such detail?
I'm not a eunuch in the palace.
"Just remember it if I ask you to. There's so much nonsense."
Jia Liu waved his hand impatiently and asked Yang Zhi to play by himself. He put on his head and walked towards the bridal chamber with the word "Da Xi" on the door.
The dead man, his husband has come.
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