In the carriage, Mo'er and a pair of Rouyi were sorting out Qu Tianlin's clothes that were crowded by the crowd, recalling the scene when the dock was surrounded just now, she still had some palpitations. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A wide and slender hand suddenly held her tender hand, and Qu Tianlin's concerned question came from the top of her head: "You were just frightened, right?!"

Mo'er shook her head, stretched out her other hand that was not held, and covered Qu Tianlin's handsome face with her fingertips and caressed it: "I'm not scared, I just feel that my husband is worried about so many women, and the pressure is a little great."

Especially the women took advantage of the chaos to rub their hands and oil on her man, tearing even the clothes she had chosen for him.

She couldn't hide the sullenness on her face, and Qu Tianlin's thin lips rose slightly, and her magnetic voice was full of smiles: "Lady, please rest assured, let it be weak for three thousand, and you are the only husband ...... Hiss! Qu Tianlin suddenly felt pain and gasped.

"Husband, I'm embarrassed, the strength in my hand is a little heavier." Mo'er said apologetically, but the strength on her fingertips became more and more serious.

Hum!

She heard it just now, and in the crowd, someone scolded her for her humble background and unworthy of Qu Tianlin!

also scolded her for not being able to give birth to children, and asked her husband to divorce her.

She just remembered their looks, huh! This revenge is not revenge on non-women, she remembers their looks.

Mo'er thought angrily in her heart, the strength on her fingertips couldn't be controlled, and the force became heavier.

So outside the carriage, Xuan Lin and Chenshuang, who were driving the carriage, heard the city lord say pitifully: "Can the lady not pinch her face, pinching out the seal, it won't be good to be seen......"

The news that Qu Tianlin, the lord of Linlang City, entered the imperial capital and was surrounded by nobles and chased by the nobles at the Jinghe Wharf had already spread throughout the streets and alleys of the imperial capital in the evening.

The largest bookstore in the imperial capital, Bi Qu Zhai, is the first to compile the whole process into a book and print it into a book, which is sold in branches in the city.

Under the strong publicity of Bi Qu Zhai, the book was not only snatched up in just a quarter of an hour, but the price of one or two gold was coaxed to fifty taels of gold.

Even so, it is still hard to find a book, and the supply exceeds the demand!

Those who came to hear the news, but did not grab it, have spontaneously lined up in a long line, just to wait for the sale of the second copy of Qubi Zhai in the first place.

Standing on the most prosperous street in the imperial capital, the Qixing Building was already full at this time, and most of these guests were businessmen, who were not here to talk about business or drink, but to listen to books.

"There is no one in the world who does not know the rich and rival country - Linlang City, and there is no one who does not know the current city lord of Linlang City - Qu Tianlin." The old man in gray fanned the fan in his hand angrily, took a sip of tea, and began to tell the story.

"Everyone knows that Qu Tianlin is worshiped as the god of wealth in the business world. In addition to his miraculous business skills, this Qu God of Wealth is also regarded as the best husband and wife with his handsome appearance. Just today—" The old man in gray's old and deep voice raised in vain. "Qu Caishen entered the imperial capital with his newlywed wife, and when he arrived at the Jinghe Wharf in the outer city, the nobles who admired the Qu Caishen lined up to welcome Qu Caishen. It is said that heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, and these nobles are also difficult to resist the handsome appearance of Qu Caishen, and when they see Qu Caishen himself, they are like ants on a hot pot, and they are in a mess......"

Mr. Storyteller eats with one mouth, and no matter what story comes out of his mouth, it is full of words and witty words.

Especially in the hands of this old man, he is still holding a book of today's interesting words.

Even if he himself was not at the scene to see the picture of Qu Tianlin being surrounded by the nobles, he still let the guests present feel it immersively.

The long queue in front of the door of Qubi Zhai is getting longer and longer, and the story of Mr. Qixinglou is getting more and more exciting, but Qu Tianlin, who is the party concerned, does not know all this, and now, after changing his clothes, he was taken by General Yang to the forbidden place of General Weiyuan's Mansion - General Yang's study.

"Uncle." As soon as Qu Tianlin entered the study, he saw the silver-haired old man standing in front of the bookcase, so he greeted him cordially and politely.

Mo'er also shouted "uncle" with Qu Tianlin, and quietly looked at the old man in front of her with a pair of beautiful eyes.

General Yang is now seventy and eight, because of the perennial practice of martial arts, his figure is strong, and his body is also very tough, although he is no longer on the battlefield because of his advanced age, but he stands at the table with his hands, naturally with an inexplicable majesty and killing atmosphere.

Hearing Qu Tianlin call him, General Yang's eyes showed a hint of excitement, looking at Qu Tianlin, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and beckoning to him with a kind smile, "I haven't seen you for so many years, Lin'er, you are taller than your uncle." Come, come! The old man beckoned to Qu Tianlin, "Let my uncle take a good look at you." ”

Qu Tianlin walked towards the old general Yang according to his words, and in his impression, this old man loved him very much.

When Qu Tianlin walked up to General Yang, the old man took his slender hand and looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the more he felt that Qu Tianlin was like his father when he became an adult.

Thinking of the nephew who died early, General Yang's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

The so-called love house and Wu, the only son of the little sister is naturally also half of his son.

General Yang's mind still flashes back from time to time about his nephew, who died early, when he was young, he taught him to ride horses, took him to fly kites, and went to the street to buy rock sugar gourds.

Now things are wrong, and the deceased have passed away, but the living are sad and remembrance.

Sensing the slight change in General Yang's mood, Qu Tianlin's other hand that was not held suddenly reached out to help General Yang wipe away his tears, "Uncle, why are you crying?"

For his sudden action, General Yang was not angry, and let him wipe it, but he said: "Silly boy, my uncle is not crying, but happy." ”

Mo'er has been standing obediently on the sidelines, looking at the pair of grandchildren and grandchildren.

She deeply felt that General Yang loved Qu Tianlin.

"Uncle, this is my wife!" Qu Tianlin cautiously introduced Mo'er to General Yang.

Although the brother and sister of General Yang and Mrs. Tai have not seen each other for many years, they often correspond with each other, and Mrs. Tai often likes and praises Mo'er when she mentions Mo'er in her letters, so that General Yang, who loves the house and Wu, has a good impression of Mo'er.

I saw that his old man showed a kind smile to Mo'er, and asked her to come forward as well.

When Mo'er came to Qu Tianlin's side, General Yang suddenly handed over the hand that held Qu Tianlin to Mo'er.

Mo'er understood and went to hold her husband's hand.

"Your grandmother praised you in her letters, and your cousin praised you. Now that Lin'er is entrusted to you, my uncle is very relieved. General Yang said to Mo'er in a serious voice: "Your grandmother, she has a hard life, and now as long as you and Lin'er are well, you will spread the branches for the Qu family in the future and give birth to a little great-grandson for her, she can be regarded as a real bitter sweet." ”

General Yang has cherished Mrs. Tai's little sister since he was a child, and he always felt that he was afraid of falling in the palm of his hand, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth...... At that time, Mrs. Tai experienced two of the most painful things in her life, their brother and sister were deeply affectionate, and General Yang, who was still guarding the frontier at that time, was also sad.

Now that he is old, the old lady is also old, and people have different views for a long time, and at their age, what is happier than teasing their grandson!

The root of Mo'er's neck was faintly dyed pink, but she wondered if it was too early for her and Qu Tianlin to get married to Yan'er.

She didn't notice that Qu Tianlin, who was beside her, quietly stretched out his thumb to praise Old General Yang.

He struck while the iron was hot and joined the persuasion: "Lady, my uncle is right, you hurry up and give me a little doll, and when the doll is born, we will let my grandmother help us carry it." Good no good?! ”

Mo'er blushed ashamedly by what he provoked, "Husband, my uncle and cousin are still here, why are you making fun of me!" ”

The young couple flirted and scolded, and General Yang and General Yang were very relieved to see that the young couple was so loving and harmonious.