269 Promise me
Cui Wei, who was lagging behind, saw it, and hurriedly grabbed the money out to give a reward, and then he barely got back a few good faces.
I don't know how this Feng taught his daughter in the past, he didn't have this idea and means!
Even if she Xu Bing is Xu Shaoze's genuine daughter, she is already a married person, and when she comes back to her home, she still treats this place as her own home, and treats people as her own people, who will buy your account? What's more, what kind of virtue is she, Xu Bing, who in the Xu family still doesn't know? In the past, she was not less angry with her when she was at her mother's house, and naturally no one will stick to your cold ass now!
Cui Wei was full of depression, and deeply regretted that he couldn't figure out what Xu Bing had done in the Xu family before marriage, and when he heard that Xu Shaoze had already come out, he had to press these for the time being, and he laughed and went up to reads();.
Here in the third room, Xu Ying and Yang sat on the kang and talked, and Song Che was invited by Xu Yong to have tea in Fusong Garden.
can't help but talk about tracking down the "Ma Sanye" a few days ago.
Xu Yong said: "I also heard Yingying talk about this matter that day, and this person came to the camp in Daliang with a lot of appetite.
She doubted that this person would have anything to do with the group of people who robbed the prisoners back then, and I think the key was the secret that Cui Lian hid in his heart. He still has half a seal in my hand now, and this seal is related to their family wealth, so maybe it's time to knock on Cui Lian and let him confide in that incident. β
Regardless of whether the two things are related or not, it is imperative to peel off Cui Lian's skin.
Song Che was convinced, but he said: "I don't have any good ways to do it in the Cui family. They have power in their hands, and they don't make a big mistake on weekdays, and if they don't have a handle, they will move him without permission, and the emperor will not spare me, but he will make things even more stiff. β
If beating people is useful, Cui Jia will not be able to live to get married. The key is that Cui Lian's old fox is so well disguised. It's certainly not that simple to spit out words. After so many years have passed since this incident, Xu Shaochuan is dead again, and there is really no way for him not to let go. is to sue the emperor, the emperor is not so easy to fool, what do you sue him if there is no evidence?
Xu Yong also nodded, and said half a day later, "Now the Cui family is in chaos like this." There is still a chance of hand. β
Tea is eaten here. As soon as the curtain outside the door was lifted, Jin Peng came in and said, "Lord Yushi, our eldest master and third aunt want to come to visit." β
Song Che frowned. glanced at Xu Yong and muttered, "I can't see it." β
It stands to reason that he can see it, and it stands to reason that he has to go to the long room to see him in person, but the Xu family was so mean to Xu Ying in the third room. She Feng even swallowed the Yang family's dowry, why did he want to give them face? And that Trevi. He is a concubine, he is a prince, why should he go to see a concubine?
Where would Xu Yong not know his thoughts, knowing that he was distressed by Xu Ying. He smiled, got up, and walked towards Jinpeng: "Where are the people?" β
Song Che waited for him to go out. He half lay on his bed, and took the unfinished book by his bedside and flipped it up.
There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door. Knowing that it's people walking around, I don't care.
It had only been two pages here, and suddenly a handsome face with curved eyebrows and big eyes suddenly appeared in front of him instead of the book: "Brother-in-law of the prince!" β
Song Che was startled, and quickly shrank to the inside of the bed as if he had been stung on the heel by a scorpion: "What are you doing here?" β
Ye Feng smiled like a little sun: "My cousin is not here, I'll talk to my brother-in-law!" β
"I don't want you to accompany me!" Song Che glared at him warily.
"I'm well-versed in the past and the present, and I've read a lot of books. I've also read a lot of drama books, and I can tell you a few paragraphs about what kind of story you like. It's a lot easier than if you read a book. Ye Feng snapped his fingers and said. If the sisters are bored at home, they will catch him like this and tell the story.
Erudite and informed? It's really thick-skinned!
Song Che snorted coldly, brushed his clothes on the bed, went to the screen to watch the embroidery, and decided to ignore this little liar.
Ye Feng tilted his head and thought about it, then walked outside the door, and in a blink of an eye, he walked back with the scroll in his arms, spread it out in front of him, and said, "How do you see this handwriting?" β
Song Che doesn't look at reads();.
He held it up a little closer.
Song Che had no choice but to glance. After glancing at this, he paused slightly, and couldn't help but look over again. I saw that this four-page long piece of writing is smooth and smooth, and the pen is strong, faintly looking at it and feeling a little familiar, and then look at it is the words of the master Wang of the calligraphy of the previous dynasty, and it is also his most famous work "Evening Pavilion Preface"!
How could this guy have Master Wang's ink treasure in his hand?
"Where did you come from?" He took it and looked at it closely. It can't be a deception, right? Although he is a military attachΓ©, he also had to read the Four Books and Five Classics when he was a child, and he didn't dare to say that he was specialized in calligraphy and painting, but he could always get his hands on it, which was obviously Wang Ti's "Evening Pavilion Preface".
"What do you think of my handwriting?" Ye Feng smiled and raised his face to look at him.
"You wrote that?" Song Che sneered. Look carefully at the seal that was signed, it is really brand new, and then look at this paper, it is also the rice paper sold in Baomo Garden! "Did you really write that?"
"yes!" Ye Feng nodded, shook his head and said: "Didn't I promise to send you a banner before, this is one of the three that I came out a few days ago, and I saw that it was okay, so I asked someone to frame it and give it to you!" β
Song Che was a little speechless, to be honest, he hadn't seen it before, the key was that he couldn't reach this realm without a certain amount of qualifications and experience, this kid didn't dry up, he actually had this ability? What a sight to behold!
He then looked at it a few more times.
Ye Feng said, "Do you like it?" β
He snorted.
"Do you feel like you?"
He hummed again.
"Then can you teach me martial arts?"
Him: "Hmm...... Well? β
Martial arts? He turned his head and looked at him like a monster, was there anything wrong with him? He wants to practice martial arts?
"You're 'um', then you're agreeing!"
Ye Feng was so happy that he was about to cheer when he opened his mouth, and he was about to kneel down to worship his master when he lifted his robe, and suddenly his collar was lifted: "What did you promise?" Xu Yong squinted his face towards him, and the smile in his eyes was as cold as if he had just been fished out of the ice and snow outside.
Ye Feng hurriedly pounced on Song Che, and Xu Yong couldn't help but throw him out of the open window, not giving him any chance at all.
Song Che looked at them dumbfounded, Xu Yong flicked his sleeves, sat lightly in the breeze, ignoring the window and door that was about to fall, and said, "Let's talk about the Cui family." β
Someone outside the window was so angry that he scratched a row of nail prints at the foot of the wall.
Lunch was held in the third room, which consulted Song Che. If you divide your family, you have to have the appearance of a divided family, and there is also a banquet in the house, and Xu Shaoze has personally invited him a few times, but Song Che didn't even see him. Of course, this is rude, but wouldn't it be too strange if the little prince, who has always loved and hated clearly, would suddenly take care of his face? So not only no one in the third room has an opinion, but even the house doesn't dare to say anything.
ββββββ (To be continued.) )