Changle's game is just right, she doesn't believe that the Fuchang Marquis Mansion can still rush to the Yunwang Mansion or the Holy Lord without fear of death in the case of a full house now, even if there is no such full house, they are afraid that they don't have the guts.

If you say that in this Fuchang Marquis's mansion, who is the most knowledgeable about current affairs, it is Mrs. Tai.

After being choked by Changle, although she was annoyed and anxious, she still pressed it down, and she understood the priority.

Compared with Ou Zijia, the son of the Yonglin Bo family, it is the things in the hall in front of him that burn his eyebrows, but this joke must not be seen by Ou Zijia.

"Since Ou Gongzi is in poor health, why don't you go to the guest room to rest?" Mrs. Tai didn't expect Ou Zijia to answer this question at all, and when she spoke, she was already glaring at Changle.

Changle was faster than Mrs. Tai, took a step forward and moved his face, pretending to go to see his fiancé Yoo Seung-hee, who was sitting in the left row, as if he was deeply in love. She is not afraid of the ugliness of her family, she thinks that it is good to have an outsider like Ou Zijia on this occasion today.

Changle didn't speak, how could Ou Zijia, who regarded shamelessness as a virtue, give up the excitement and not look at it, and waved his hand at Mrs. Tai again and again, "Old Ancestor Xie cares, I don't have any problems with my body, and I broke the floor tiles of Yunwang's Mansion yesterday, you can rest assured, I will sit with your old man until the third watch, and I will not be tired." ”

Mrs. Tai really wants to shout, so you have someone to accompany you, and your whole family has someone to accompany you. But she can't, she is a famous model in the circle of elderly ladies in Beijing, she can't ruin her good reputation for many years, she can only endure it, but the drama in this hall has been laid out, and the arrow is ready to fly, and it won't work if you don't sing.

She still hated the Qin family's mother and daughter in her heart for not being able to hold her breath, and she was rushing to make trouble with the demon moth at this time, and she hated Changle's little wolf cub for more than ten years, but she was so unfamiliar.

The scene couldn't stand the stalemate, the person kneeling under the hall had his true love and his most beloved daughter, the head of the family, Fuchang Marquis Yang Ningzhi couldn't help it, Mrs. Tai couldn't take Ou Zijia away, so he had to come.

Yang Ningzhi got up, "Ou Gongzi, I still have private matters in my house that I want to deal with, I'm afraid that Ou Gongzi will be abrupt, Ou Gongzi might as well go to the room to rest." Mrs. Tai still asked the end of the question, and Yang Ningzhi directly put an end to it.

Secretly said no, I can only say it openly, and if I am an ordinary person as a guest, the owner of the house says that there is a private matter, and those who have a little bit of etiquette have already taken the initiative to retreat.

However, Ou Zijia is not an ordinary person, let alone a polite person, his biggest hobby is not only bullying men and women, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, but also likes to pick up the crack in the door and listen to the corner, this has the opportunity to listen openly, how can he be 'invited' out to rest.

"My master and her father, you are too polite, where am I an outsider, what private matters in the house I can't listen to, don't worry, since I kneel under my master's knees, I will obey the teacher's filial piety, you are her father, I naturally respect you, I heard that you have no son, it's okay, don't worry, when you become an ancient one day, I will give you a spirit flag."

Although Ou Zijia is muddy, he is not stupid, he can't see the situation in front of him, this is a good opportunity for him to seize the pat on the back of her master, he can't find it, can he miss it?

You don't have a son, your whole family doesn't have a son.

-- Yang Ningzhi is middle-aged, and it is the first time he has heard of anyone who is so 'filial to people', and the three strands of ink hair that are carefully maintained under his chin are all split. Partial Ou Zijia is a person who has no scruples and can't afford to provoke, so he was so angry that he stroked his sleeves and sat back again.

Seeing that Ou Zijia couldn't leave, Mrs. Tai accepted her fate and waved at the two mothers-in-law standing beside her, and the persimmons had to be picked up softly.

The two mothers-in-law understood, and walked down the hall to help Mama Chen, who was still sobbing and complaining in the hall, while persuading in a low voice, and made room for Qin's subsequent on-the-spot performance.

"Please also ask the old lady to be kind, accept our mother and daughter, and make cattle and horses in the future," Mama Chen had just been forked out, and the Qin family began to have seizures.

She rubbed a pink and white veil, cried so much that the pear blossoms rained, and her voice was delicate and weak, but her words were a little familiar.

Changle couldn't help but laugh in his heart, worthy of being a mother and daughter, 'being a cow and a horse' is actually a common wish.

"Second brother, you tell me about this, she is really your outer room? Is that girl really your daughter? "Mrs. Tai is an old drama bone, this sentence of reproach is shallow and deep, and her gaze has moved from the Qin family kneeling in the hall to her second uncle Yang Ningze, who is sitting in the second place on the left row, and it is deep and shallow.

Changle privately felt that Li Rongxiang, the best top celebrity artist in the Amazing Pavilion, had to admit the wind in front of Mrs. Tai's tricks. The expressions of shock, annoyance and shame are three-dimensional, and there are no dead ends in 250 degrees.

Many years ago, the Yang family had already determined the good things, in order for the Fuchang Marquis Mansion to be rich and noble for a long time, the Qin family's black cauldron was carried by Yang Ningze.

Since Yang Ningze agreed, the benefits that his brother has given him have been enjoyed all these years, and he will be used today, how can he fall behind.

As soon as his mother asked, he immediately lifted his robe and rushed to the front of the hall, I don't know which side of the robe sleeve was smeared with osmanthus oil, rubbed the corner of his eye, and really smoked a few tears.

"Mother, it's all my son's fault, it's all my son's confusion,"

Yang Ningze looked at the old lady in the hall with a pair of handsome eyes, and began to tell about the various things he and the Qin family have gone from 'childhood sweethearts', 'love at first sight', 'love between the two lovers' to 'melon fields and plums', 'one-night romance' and 'melons are ripe'.

That's really every sentence and every sentence with affection.

Even the Oda who was sitting in the right row was shocked by her husband's plot that was richer and more exciting than "The Legend of the West Chamber".

If she hadn't known what was going on with this Qin family's mother and daughter, she would have scratched it a long time ago, and she would have allowed Yang Ningze to say anything about the bitter mandarin ducks there......

The most tired has to be Yang Ningzhi, the Marquis of Fuchang, who is all his affair, but his younger brother said it without pulling it at all, even if it is a good word in advance, he always has a sour feeling of being cuckolded again.

Ou Zijia is really happy, after watching this scene, he sent a plate of good tea with melon seeds, and it was best to hug a beautiful girl again.

Thinking of the beautiful girl, his eyes couldn't help but glance at him, and fell on Qin Shan, who was kneeling with the Qin family, wearing a light lotus dress.

Even if he could only see Qin Shan's side face from his angle, with his years of experience in reading women, he could also determine that that girl was good-looking and had a good figure.

As for temperament and character? It's probably not a/son.,It's also a/.,Anyway, it's never a chaste martyr.,But if you give him a chance.,Hmph.,He's thinking about it...... In less than half a month, you can crutch into bed.

Changle sat beside Mrs. Tai, it was a good position, the pit bed was in the middle of the hall, and it was considered a high place, but she could see the hall clearly, and she didn't fall on anyone's expressions, and she also looked at Ou Zijia's dirty face.

She suddenly felt ...... I'm afraid this future drama will be more exciting.