Zhang Wanshou hurriedly arched his hand and smiled: "What you said is clear, in fact, no rules can match the likes of Long Live Lord." Now Niangniang is the top person in the heart of the Long Live Lord, as long as the Long Live Lord is happy, the old slave will not hesitate even if he goes up the knife mountain and goes down to the sea of fire, not to mention with a sentence! ”

"Then thank you father-in-law." Rong Yue bowed again.

Zhang Wanshou hurriedly said: "We don't dare to take this gift." Holy decree, you are Concubine Yue, what is the identity of the old slave, but it is not to be broken! ”

Rong Yue said: "Although the holy decree has arrived, the canonization ceremony has not yet passed, so the father-in-law can still accept this ceremony." ”

"Oh, no wonder we like you so much! Concubine Yue, you not only dance well with swords, but also have a better temperament! The old slave will ask the mother to take care of it in the future. Zhang Wanshou bowed to Rong Yue.

"I said Father-in-law Zhang, this Concubine Yue hasn't entered the palace yet, are you going to stammer?" The county lord of Linyang, who had never had a chance to speak, finally found an opportunity and interjected with a faint smile.

"Ahh Look at my old eyes! I didn't even see the county lord here, damn it, damn it! Zhang Wanshou hurriedly bowed to the county lord of Linyang, with a smirk on his face: "The old slave has asked the county lord to say goodbye." ”

"Don't you dare to work Grandpa Zhang." The county lord of Linyang sneered faintly, "You are not dizzy when you are old, you are dazzled by the light on our new nobles." ”

The smile on Zhang Wanshou's face stiffened, and then he arched his hand towards Rong Yue with a smile, and said unhurriedly: "What the county lord said is that Concubine Yue is radiant, and naturally she is not comparable to half-aged." ”

"Yo! Grandpa Zhang is really good at talking. The county lord of Linyang was choked by Zhang Wanshou's purple face, but he couldn't say any more ugly words to squeeze the other party - after all, he was the person in front of the emperor, and if he accidentally said a word in the emperor's ear one day, he would have endless trouble.

Zhang Wanshou arched his hand towards the county lord of Linyang again, and said with a smile: "The county lord said that he was joking, the old slave's eyes were not good, but this mouth was okay." ”

"......" The county lord of Linyang was so angry that he couldn't say half a word.

"Come on! The old slave also drank this tea, and said the words, so he said goodbye. Long live the Lord there, waiting for a reply. Zhang Wanshou no longer bothered with the lord of Linyang County, shook the Buddha dust in his hand, arched his hand towards Rong Yue, and said with a smile: "Niangniang, your old slave must take your affairs to heart, you can wait for the letter." ”

Rong Yue hurriedly thanked him, and sent Zhang Wanshou to the eaves of the porch with his mother, Rong Zhao, and a room of servants and maids.

"Mother and lady, please stay." Zhang Wanshou turned around and arched his hand.

"Zhao'er, you send Father-in-law Zhang for your mother and your sister." Ye said to Rong Zhao.

"Yes." Rong Zhao agreed, stepped forward and raised his hand towards Zhang Wanshou, "Father-in-law, please." As he spoke, his eyes swept to the side, paused slightly when he landed somewhere, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly,

"Come on! Little boy please. Zhang Wanshou said with a smile and raised the steps. Suddenly, a kind of female dependant next to him screamed, so frightened that Zhang Wanshou almost kicked him and rolled down, but fortunately, Rong Zhao quickly pulled him with his hand.

"Is my father-in-law okay?" Rong Zhao hurriedly asked.

"What's the matter?!" Zhang Wanshou followed the sound and saw more than a dozen maids and women surrounding a woman in her forties wearing an ochre satin jacket, who was rolling on the ground with her face covered, screaming like killing a pig.

"Xu suddenly fell ill, right?" Rong Zhao looked at the dead and alive Xu who was screaming on the ground, and said in wonder.

At this point, there was a mess all around. Mrs. Ye was already frail, and she didn't have much strength at this time, so she just leaned on Rong Yue's arms and commanded: "Call the doctor quickly!" Call the doctor...... Carry her down! Fast! ”

"What's this sick that's so scary?" Zhang Wanshou was so mad by the scream that his legs went weak, he had seen all kinds of torture in the palace, and he had never seen anyone scream so badly.

"Who knows. Look at the mess here, I'm afraid it won't get better for a while. Rong Zhao said, quietly stuffed a stone blue purse into Zhang Wanshou's hand, and said in a low voice: "A little bit of a little bit of a little please ask my father-in-law to smile, my sister will be by the emperor's side in the future, so I have to ask my father-in-law to help me more." ”

"The little boy is polite, the help is mutual. I think your house is chaotic enough, let's go first, little boy, please stay. Zhang Wanshou pinched his purse, and immediately left the terrible screams behind.

"Alas! It's messy enough at home, but I can't help if I stay—there's the county lord in charge of the overall situation! I'd better send my father-in-law out. Rong Zhao shook his head helplessly, accompanied Zhang Wanshou out, and sent him outside the gate of the General's Mansion to watch him get on his horse and leave, and the warm smile on his face gradually faded.

A little guy behind him hurriedly ran out, and when he passed by Rong Zhao's side, he stopped him: "Where are you going?!" ”

The little guy stopped and hurriedly bowed to Rong Zhao, and replied: "Third son, the county lord's mother asked the little one to go and invite the doctor quickly!" ”

"Aren't there already three people there?" Rong Zhao frowned and asked.

"It's not that the doctor hasn't come yet, the county lord is in a hurry......"

"What's there to be anxious about? I'm in a hurry to go out, so go and bring me a horse!" Rong Zhao said coldly.

"Oh, third son, you ......" The little guy looked at Rong Zhao in embarrassment.

Rong Zhao's cold gaze swept over, and he asked angrily, "Why, I can't move you yet?" ”

"Yes, yes, the little ones will go." The little servant hurriedly agreed, thinking that he had already gone to three people to ask for a doctor anyway, and he was not inferior to himself, so he turned around and ran to the stable.

Before the horse could be brought here, a small guy rushed out of the door and almost didn't hit Rong Zhao's body. Rong Zhao angrily raised his foot and kicked over, scolding: "Dog thing with no long eyes, where to run!" ”

"The third prince spares his life!" The little guy hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "The county lord's mother told the little one to ask for a doctor, people's lives are at stake, and the little one doesn't dare to slack off, so he ran in a hurry......"

Rong Zhao snorted coldly and asked rhetorically, "What's the hurry?" Haven't four people already gone? ”

"Yes, yes, it's not that the doctor hasn't come yet, the county lord's mother asked the little one to urge it." The little guy said busily.

"I've already gone to four people, and I still want you to urge it? There are too many slaves in this house, right? Rong Zhao sneered.

This little guy is on an errand in the East Cross Courtyard, although he is looking towards the Lord of Linyang County, but he doesn't dare to talk back to the third prince at this time.

"I'm in a hurry to go out, so you go back to Mei Ruo first and get my cloak." Rong Zhao said lightly.

"Huh? This ...... "the little guy is in a difficult situation."

"What is this? Isn't this son as good as a slave in your eyes?! Rong Zhao shouted.

"The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare...... The little ones are going. This man thought that he had already gone to the four people to find a doctor, and naturally he was not the only one, so he got up from the ground and turned around and went back to the house to find Mei Ruo to get the cloak for the third son.

After a while, the little guy leading the horse hurried over with a snow-white horse, and was scolded by Rong Zhao again: "Bastard thing!" This flying cloud was tired all day yesterday! Who told you to pull it out? ”

"Ah...... So, which horse does that boy want? The little guy asked blankly.

"Go and bring the black wind of this son!" Rong Zhao roared angrily.

"Yes, yes! The little ones are going. ”