When the year was near, Shanxii and Heshi decided to return to their hometown in Jinan after the year, and said that Shanbao would accompany him, so they would let it go.

At this time, Shanbao remembered Ruan Lang, although he was a house slave and a family member, and there had been no news of him, so he was very worried.

Li Qingzhao persuaded: "Ruan Lang is elegant and handsome, he can survive with a face, if he meets a good south wind bandit, maybe he has already done the work of suppressing the village and living a life of eating and drinking spicy food." ”

Shanbao felt that he couldn't say that, Ruan Lang was guilty of murder because of himself, and he didn't look like a person with a habit of breaking sleeves.

Li Qingzhao was mysterious: "Even Zu Gongluo can break his sleeves, why can't Ruan Lang." ”

"Grandpa slightly broke off his sleeves?" Shanbao was dumbfounded.

Li Qingzhao nodded: "It is said that he is on good terms with King Ling, no wonder he refuses to marry Wen Wanyi who is so beautiful, I have always had a crush on him, my heart is cold and cold." ”

Shanbao is relieved and relaxed, Zu Gong's slightly broken sleeve is great news for her, otherwise she has always suspected that the guy likes herself, and her heart belongs to the bearded man, although the body does not belong to Zu Baishou, nominally it still belongs to Zu Baishou, Zu Gongluo is his stepson, I am really afraid that he will mess up Gangchang because he likes himself, now it's okay, he broke his sleeves, he actually broke his sleeves.

Since then, Shanbao has been much more comfortable seeing Zu Gongluo again, and has generously invited people to eat wine and tea.

Zu Gongluo went to Sandao to visit Guo Mule twice, and he was bored, and he heard that Shanbao invited him to eat and drink, and spent half an hour pondering her intentions, and the second half an hour. He was already sitting in the hugging building and exchanging cups with Shanbao.

Of course, Shanbao is looking for him not because he lacks drinking friends, but because there is something that can't be solved. An old customer came to the gate, saying that he had been buying and selling ginseng with his ancestors for many years, and this time the ginseng purchased from the ancestral mountain store was mixed with the goods, and what he wanted was authentic wild ginseng, so he came to the door, and it happened that the grandfather omitted three crutches, and the ancestor Baifu and the grandfather were far away, and the ancestor felt that this matter should be good for treasure. Who made her the big boss?

Shanbao uses some sideways to fool people like Zu Gongdao, but she is really a layman when it comes to ginseng, and she doesn't know much about ginseng trading. The first thing that came to mind was Zu Gongluo.

After hearing this, Grandpa asked, "What about the goods?" ”

Shanbao said: "The old guest said that he had all returned to the mountain inn, and this matter was handled by Lao Tie, the shopkeeper of the mountain inn. ”

Zu Gong nodded slightly: "You don't have to worry, I'll go to the mountain warehouse later." ”

With his help. Shanbao breathed a sigh of relief.

The two men continued to gossip. Zu Gongluo suddenly remembered the story she teased Wen Wanyi, and said with a smile: "How many jokes do you have in your head, are the good old man and the good lady often amused by you to cry and laugh." ”

In order to repay him for helping him again, Shanbao said, "Let me tell you a joke, once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there were two monks in the temple. ”

Grandpa chuckled: "Is it - it's your business." ”

Shanbao shook his head: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain. There are two monks living in the temple, one monk to the other. Xianggong, it's time to eat. ”

Zu Gong pressed the corner of his forehead slightly, smiled and bent those beautiful eyes, and wanted to say that you are a narrow ghost, but the exit is regular: "It must be your invention again, but the monk is a member of the Buddha's family, and you can't laugh at it." ”

Shanbao Zheng'er said: "The first is not my fabrication, and the second is that this is still a true thing, in our hometown, I don't mean to laugh at those two monks, really, I really don't laugh at those people who have broken sleeves, really, what I said is completely true." ”

She emphasized too much, which made her grandfather slightly guilty of totaling, and asked: "Didn't you just tell me this story?" ”

Shanbao rubbed his cheeks embarrassedly: "The king of Ling, he is dignified and noble, not bad." ”

Grandpa looked at her slightly, then pulled an orchid finger and asked with a smile, "Should I be like this?" ”

There are all kinds of styles, the wind and the moon are boundless, and in an instant, Shanbao has goosebumps all over his body, and when he looks around, the window is not open, but he feels cold.

Zu Gong glanced at the remaining wine in the white porcelain jar, drank it all, and then said, "I'll go to the mountain inn to have a look." ”

After he left, Shanbao lay on the table and pondered, this guy doesn't look like a broken sleeve, could it be Li Qingzhao's hearsay?

Just thinking about it, Ah Jiu came in to report: "The fifth young master is here." ”

Shanbao sat up straight.

Zu Gongqing rushed in, with the cold breath in the cold winter, he dressed simply, no matter how cold the day was, he wore sword sleeves, neat and spirited, pinching gold deerskin boots walked silently, although Kung Fu was not as good as Zu Gongluo, he was also a first-class master, and when he saw Shanbao, he called Xiao Niang as usual.

For this title, Shanbao accepted it quite helplessly, and asked him: "Is there something?" ”

Zu Gongqing sat down uninvited, crossed his legs opposite Shanbao, and said angrily: "Second brother wants me to dismiss all the guests, this family is in charge of you, so I came to you." ”

Menke this kind of creature, Shanbao is not a stranger, the famous Meng Weijun has 3,000 diners, but Meng Weijun is a nobleman of Qi during the Warring States Period, the grandson of Qi Wei Wang Tian Yinqi, the son of Jingguo Jun Tian Ying, the nephew of Qi Xuan Wang Tian Bijiang, and his father was enthroned in Xue Guo, Shanbao thought, people have so many titles, it is not a problem to raise 30,000 diners, and you are an ancestor Gongqing, but the son of the head of the gang, no official and no lord, it is not enough to raise you, it is too much to raise a doorman.

It stands to reason that Shanbao has always had a feeling of sojourn, but if she doesn't really take care of some things, how to live in her ancestral house as a member of the family, there is no way, so she said: "Your second brother is right." ”

Zu Gongqing said: "Those disciples of mine are neither scoundrels nor bandits, why can't they be raised, Meng Weijun's family also has 3,000 guests." ”

He also thought of Meng Weijun, and Shanbao smiled: "Among your guests, are there chickens and dogs?" ”

Zu Gongqing immediately said: "Of course not, none of my disciples are roosters and dog thieves." ”

Shanbao poured a cup of tea and pushed it to him, and then said: "I think you will be mistaken, what I said about the chicken and dog thief is not sneaky, but the source of this sentence, Meng Weijun's disciples have their own magical powers, and they helped Meng Weijun with the ability of chicken crows and dog thieves, so in addition to eating you, have your doormen done anything beneficial to you?" For example, when Hu Haijiao came to commit the crime, you had so many guests, if they sacrificed their lives to help, could Hu Haijiao almost raze the ancestral family to the ground? ”

Zu Gongqing was embarrassed by what he said, and he poured the tea down in a panic, burned his throat, and then turned red and coughed, Shanbao hurriedly leaned over and beat his back for him: "Freshly burned tea, it's hot." ”

Her breath fell on Zu Gongqing's ears, soft and hot, Zu Gongqing's Lingtai shook suddenly, and she panicked and said: "Little lady, you are a heroine, I listen to you." ”

After saying that, he strode away. (To be continued.) )