"Cousin Wu, what do you think of my Gillian?"

Zhou Junchen got straight to the point.

Xiao Wu was a little stunned for a moment, "Gillian, good, very good." ”

"Father has been choosing a son-in-law for Gillian recently, I want to ask your opinion-"

I didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was already obvious.

Xiao Wu arched his hand, "I was going to discuss this matter with you that day, Gillian is a very good girl, and I like her very much, if the third uncle approves of me, I will propose tomorrow." ”

He paused and scratched his head embarrassedly, "That's it, that's it, my mother's personality is not very good, Gillian married her, I'm afraid she will be wronged." ”

Mrs. Xiao's temperament is naturally not very likable, and if it weren't for the urgency, he wouldn't want to consider Xiao Wu as his sister-in-law.

Zhou Junchen nodded, "My second aunt said, it's up to the two of you to live, it's good if you treat Gillian better." ”

Xiao Wu gritted his teeth and smiled, "Then I must be good to Gillian." ”

This matter is settled, of course, it depends on whether the eight characters fit or not, and if there is no problem, everyone will be happy.

What Xiao Wu didn't expect was that he was unfavorable, and the little lady was the first to jump out and oppose it.

"Zhou Ajiao, she is a country girl to be your wife, where does she look like a wife?"

"I'm just a small businessman, and the shops under my hands are not as good as Gillian. ”

"She's also showing up to do business? A girl's house, what is this like? I don't know what it means. ”

"She just bought a shop and rented it out, and she didn't show up. ”

"Where did she get the money to buy a shop? Her father is a teacher, he doesn't even know how to plant land, and he also has an aunt from a large family, where does she get the money to buy a shop?"

"Where did she come from? At first glance, you don't have the right way to come, and you dare to ask for such a girl?"

Xiao Wu saw that his mother had always had a good attitude towards Zhou Junchen, and thought that she had changed for the better since the Xiao family was separated, and she was no longer a demon, who knew that she was still as domineering as ever and difficult to communicate.

He said patiently: "Gillian is not that kind of person, don't talk nonsense, how bad is such a thing for a girl's family?"

Mrs. Xiao suddenly became a little furious, "It's ugly?

She patted the table and said, "Your sister-in-law, isn't that the one who came out of a small family?" Cuckolding your brother all day long, and fooling your brother, isn't it all her fault for your brother's current situation?"

It's okay not to say this, but Xiao Wu can't suppress that anger when he says this.

He slapped the table, "Mother, why did you move out with me, you don't know from me?"

As for Mrs. Xiao, Xiao Wen's daughter-in-law and Xiao Quan's, he just didn't go to break it, which maid and servant of the Xiao family didn't know?

After wandering alone for more than half a year, Xiao Wu's momentum changed a lot, and when he was angry, Mrs. Xiao was suddenly a little cowardly.

After all, she ignored it, and the matter between her and Xiao Quan made her very weak, but relying on Xiao Wu being her son, there was no evidence.

"You, what are you doing so fiercely? I'm for your good, a girl like Zhou Ajiao can't marry-"

Xiao Wu waved his hand, interrupting her nagging for your good.

"This matter is not here to ask for your opinion, but to inform you, if you want to help, you can help, if you don't, I will ask my sister-in-law for help. ”

The young man turned around and went out, and Mrs. Xiao twisted the handkerchief in her hand with hatred.

As night fell, Wei Wangchu rode a horse and appeared in the Wenfeng Pavilion in the town.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Poor Seven still had a trace of water stains on his beard, as if he had just finished bathing.

"Going to sleep?"

"No, I just compared with them, and I took a shower when I was sweating. ”

Poor Qi took the tea from the girl's hand and held it in front of Wei Wangchu with both hands.

The man took it, skimmed off the floating tea, and took a sip gently.

"Xiao Qi, how many years have you been with me?"

The slender eyes slanted slightly, and he looked faintly at the beard in front of him.

Poor Qi's eyes narrowed, "More than ten years, right? ”

"Anyway, from the first time I saw you, you were like this, I have never seen you without a beard. ”

"I've had a lot of hair since I was a child, and I'm too lazy to take care of it, so I'll let it go. ”

Wei Wangchu glanced at him and threw him a narrow knife the length of a palm.

"Boss?"

"Shave it. ”

Poor Seven...

He picked up the knife on the table and spun it around his fingertips.

The knife stopped, and he said, "Boss, can I ask the reason?"

Wei Wangchu didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

"Okay. ”

The poor seven hands picked up the knife and fell, and most of the beard on his face had been gone, revealing the skin that had been hidden under the beard all the year round, and there was a blue and white skin in his white skin.

Along the base of the ear, all the way to the chin, and then up to the corner of the mouth, a thin black line is exposed.

When the beard was gone, Poor Qi's eyebrows and eyes were revealed, and he turned out to be a handsome young man with clear eyebrows and a long face.

The bearded man suddenly turned into a handsome young man, and his whole body seemed to have become a size smaller.

Especially his eyes, moist and rippling, rippling, and aura.

Wei Wangchu looked at him lightly, without examining or exploring, just looking at him expressionlessly.

Without the cover of the beard, Poor Qi seems to have shrunk a little more, and he no longer shows the heroic spirit just now.

"Master?"

"It's beautiful. ”

The man's gaze was still faint, without a trace of emotion.

The more this is the case, the more apprehensive the young people on the side are.

"You're twenty-seven?"

Poor Qi lowered his head and remained silent.

"Two sons and one daughter, are the children okay?"

Poor Qi opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to be able to say it, hesitated for a while, he knelt down with a thud.

"Master!"

His voice trembled slightly, "Please punish me." ”

"Why the punishment?"

The man's voice was always cold, with a hint of coercion.

Poor Qi didn't dare to reply, so he just lay quietly on the ground.

After a long time, he said, "Your subordinates have never betrayed you." ”

Wei Wangchu raised his eyebrows, "I know, otherwise it wouldn't be your beard that was cut today." ”

"Master!"

"Tell me, what do you know?"

"I, I was rescued from the mouth of the Shekou by the National Teacher, he saved my life and placed me next to you," Poor Qi lay on the ground, "But I have never told him the news that you don't want others to know, please believe it." "

"Shekou? The story is well written. ”

Poor Qi hurriedly said: "No, what my subordinates say is the truth, and I will never dare to lie to you." ”

Wei Wangchu smiled, "The story of the national teacher is well written. ”

He pointed to the black line on Poor Qi's face, "Do you know what kind of poison you have?"

Poor Qi shook his head, "My subordinates don't know, I only know that I have to take an antidote every two years." ”

"It took about ten years for this thread to spread from the back of the ear all the way to the corners of the mouth, but it took less than three years to spread from the corners of the mouth to the nasal triangle. ”

In other words, you will only live until three years from now. ”

According to Master Wen's plan, in three years, he should be called emperor, and Poor Qi naturally has no need to live anymore.

After all, he was just a pawn used by Master Wen to monitor Wei Wangchu, and his life would only drive a wedge between their grandfather and son.

Poor Qi's face was dazed, "Line?"