The little porter trembled and took the order, Weng Jiao looked at the east and west inexplicably, and was stunned, "What is there to tell Miss Zhao?"

Xu Yizhi leaned back, looked at the spring light outside the window lattice, and smiled, "I just want to tell her." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Weng Jiao suddenly trembled, shaking goosebumps off the ground.

Although he, Xiao Hongxing, and Ah Jue are the dreams of half of the girls in Manjingshi, at least three-fifths of these half girls don't have eyes.

Although Xiao Hongxing is a little white face, it is true that there is a dark heart hidden deep under the skin of his little white face!

Weng Jiao remembered it in his mind from the age of five, and he seriously thought about it, and Xiao Hongxing really didn't look at any girl directly. I still remember when I was fifteen years old, my aunt followed the old routine to arrange a bed girl for Xiao Hongxing, and he had seen a girl with big breasts, waist, thin legs, long skin, and she was seductive at first glance.

But this seductive little goblin really honestly made a bed for Xiao Hongxing for more than a month...

“… Smoke blue ink pattern quilt cover, indigo plain pattern bed sheet, bamboo pattern plain brocade bedspread..."The seductive little goblin looked up to the sky and cried, "I have never laid so many bedspreads in my life!"

Weng Jiao once thought that Xu Hongxing had a habit of breaking sleeves, and he was very self-endangered for a while.

Xu Hongxing was keenly aware of it and was very disdainful.

"I like smart people, and even if I like men, you're not in my mind. ”

One sentence hurt him for a long time.

Now...

It was the first time in his life that he saw Xu Yizhi smiling and looking at the spring light, and said softly, "I just want to tell her", right?

Is... It's amazing and... Disgusting...

Weng Jiao's curiosity rose, and he smashed, "Grandma's body is fine, at most we will return to Beijing in early autumn." ”

"So what?" Xu Yizhi looked up at Weng Jiao.

"So, what should you do with your Zhao girl?"

Xu Yizhi nodded.

Well, he likes the title "your girl Zhao".

But he doesn't like people asking him "what to do".

The road is made by people, and the road will not be paved under your feet, you have to dig it out by yourself.

"When the time comes, you will be in Jingshi, and my aunt will shout to tell you about kissing. Oh, by the way, hasn't the eldest princess of Taiqing been shouting to match your age? Oh, oh, oh, and the little girl of the Jin Kang Weng family, 'Brother Yi, Brother Yi', can't you also call it smooth? You are eighteen, what if you don't marry again? Remaining as an older unmarried old man, how can a little girl in her prime look down on you. "Weng Jiaotut.

Xu Yizhi really wants to ask, who did you learn from these market-like forced marriage rhetoric?

Don't talk to Aunt Zhang, who sells pearls on Tianbao Street!

Aunt Zhang's family is an old girl who is twenty-eight years old and still eating her mother, yes...

But the technical work of forced marriage is really not the scope of your business development...

Weng Jiao saw that Xu Yizhi's face was not very good, and he added strength to himself, "And if you think about it yourself, distance is not a problem." If you say that you want to marry Miss Zhao, does your aunt agree? If you say that you just want to have a good time with Miss Zhao, does Miss Zhao agree? Miss Zhao is beautiful, and I also drool, but she is just a five-grade civil official... Oh no, they're not even concubines! It's just the niece of a five-rank civil official! If my aunt can agree, I'll take off my head and kick you as a ball!"

Xu Yizhi lowered his eyes, and said softly after a long time, "The distance, the life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker... None of this is a problem. ”

"What's the problem?" Weng asked.

"The only problem is..."Xu Yizhi felt a little speechless.

The only problem is that he gradually understands that he likes Miss Zhao, and Miss Zhao doesn't seem to like him yet.

This is the important issue that needs to be addressed urgently.

Xu Yizhi rolled his eyes, swept his eyes and changed the conversation, "Didn't you make an appointment with Aunt Zhang today, and you want to help her daughter's daughter see the teacher in the alley next door?"

Weng Jiao said yes again and again, and instantly forgot his question and the topic of the general.

Many times, in fact, Xu Yizhi wants to tell those girls in Beijing who fell in love with Weng Jiao at first sight and fell in love with each other again: If you get the aunts in the streets and alleys, you will be half of the eldest son of the lord of Pingyang County, and if you get another group of aunts in the back alleys of the house, you will be able to get the other half of Weng Dalang.

Xu Yizhi lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

There is still half a year to return to Beijing.

If you can't get Miss Zhao in the next half a year, then he's...

Alas...

Then he'll delay it for another few half a year and slowly get it done...

Miss Zhao, who has been designated as a meal on the plate, has been a little indescribable these days, after that night, the Li family has not seen any guests for several days, and Zhao Xian has regarded the yamen as his haven, and has left all the families with their own hearts in the house, and has never asked.

Morning and evening to greet the old lady Zhao, and see Zhao Hualing's wolf-like eyes, the old lady at first also gave a lecture, and after a long time, she gradually stopped talking, allowing Tan Sheng and Zhao Hualing to fight over the tongue, Tan Sheng often hit Zhao Hualing in one sentence, but Zhao Hualing became more and more courageous, and seemed to have a long-term ambition to seek justice for his mother.

Tan Sheng didn't want to be entangled with the little girl, even with her previous life, she was now in her twenties, and it was really funny to argue with a ten-year-old girl.

Mrs. Zhao treated Tan Sheng as much as ever, looking at Tan Sheng's arm, she shed a few tears, and immediately ordered to shovel the desolate and secluded places of the Zhao family, and move as soon as she said it, the Zhao family has been working one after another over the years, and Tan Sheng's Jiaoyuan has also been demarcated within the scope of construction, and the bricks and tiles of the flowers, cubicles, and fences have to be replaced.

In order to hide from the purity, Tan Sheng did not want to be in this Zhao mansion, so he often used the name of feng shui to invite Weng Jian, or only took the grain ears out of the house.

Every time she entered and exited the door, there was always a little porter who looked at her stupidly.

Tan Sheng originally thought that he had seen it wrong, but when he caught it, he glanced through the corner of the hat, and saw a small porter in yellow looking at her blankly, as if he wanted to stop talking.

Tan Sheng stopped and asked the little porter softly, "What's wrong?"

The little porter was stunned, and he didn't have to blush, "No... Not much..."

"Are you trying to tell me something?"

"Hmm," the little porter nodded quickly.

Tan Sheng stepped closer, "Say it." ”

The little porter remembered Xu Yi's teachings, raised his head and began to recite again, "Bai Fuchun has a few more people recently, and they are the stewards of Lord Wei's family in the Wei Dynasty, and the stewards wander outside the store every time, and when they see someone entering the store, they quickly hide in the inner courtyard. Bai Fuchun's proprietress may be the outer room placed by Lord Wei Dynasty, hehehe, Lord Wei Dynasty is bullying his wife Wang's good nature, so that Mrs. Wang not only has to endure more than a dozen concubine rooms in the family, but also has to endure the outer room, hehehe. ”

In such a long paragraph, this little porter didn't stammer, and he read fluently without the slightest... Affection...

Tan Sheng, "???"

Tan Sheng looked confused, what does this mean?

The little porter's heart that had been hanging for several days finally fell to the ground with a "whew", great, he had already secretly told Miss Zhao about it!

The little porter took another look at Tan Sheng secretly, it was amazing, and Miss Zhao would definitely not suspect that someone had instructed him to come.

Hahaha, he doesn't have to brush the bucket!