Chapter 13: The Fisherwoman

Time can dilute a qiē, even if it is a mountain alliance and a sea oath, the oath of the sea is dry and rotten in the face of time has become very ridiculous.

A pure businessman like Ye Junsheng can grieve for three months after the death of the third lady, which is definitely a love that can be recorded in the history of the Dashun Dynasty.

Maybe it was simply the task of inheriting the lineage, which made Ye Junsheng think about how to get along with Qiao Yue.

As for feelings, there is little talk about this ridiculed thing in the Gaomen compound in this era, and getting married is the words of the matchmaker of the parents, where is there any emotion at all, blowing out the candles, pulling up the quilt, the feelings are naturally born, and every family is like this.

Xing Lao personally engraved the verses on the wall, saying that it was from his wife, Ye Junsheng just smiled respectfully, noncommittal, what is the background of his wife, he doesn't know, a girl who sings from all over the world can make such shocking verses? Talking too much can only make people laugh, silence is golden.

When he returned home, Ye Junsheng went to the backyard, perhaps to finalize the donation and repair of Zhiyun Temple, so that he could discuss with Mrs. Ye, this year's donation is different from previous years.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to go to Zhiyun Temple to pray for blessings, opportunities and challenges always coexist, do a good job, get His Royal Highness the Prince's appreciation, climb the big tree of His Royal Highness the Prince, the status of the Ye family is naturally immovable, otherwise, the end will definitely not be good.

"This is a big deal, and the little lady can't be careless."

Ye Junsheng told that although the significance of this year's donation and repair is different, it is not a new thing, Ningzhou City has it every year, but the people who run it are different.

If it is too deliberately attached, it will cause people to speculate, if the matter of the prince's coming to Ningzhou is revealed, his Ye family can immediately cut off his head.

Old Madam Ye stared at her, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, her eyes blinked, pretending to be charming: "Don't worry, Junsheng, I will definitely handle this matter for you, and I won't lose the face of our Ye family." ”

As she spoke, she picked up a big red peach in front of her, handed it over and continued: "Junsheng is tired today, the next people went to buy some early peaches in the morning, they taste good, you try it, it's very tireless." ”

Ye Junsheng didn't answer, his face was solemn, he arched his hand, quite respectful: "In this case, the kid will retire, some time ago Uncle Meng came to the capital, saying that there is something important to discuss, let me go as much as possible, maybe it is for the sake of Li Shilang of the household department to tell the old, the strongman in Yongzhou has recently raised the toll on our Ye family's cargo ship." ”

Mrs. Ye seemed to be accustomed to Ye Junsheng's unappreciation, and there was no embarrassment, so she naturally put the big red peach in her hand into her mouth and took a bite: "Your singing lady didn't go with you today?" ”

She said and smiled, as if she was pleased with the way she saw it.

Ye Junsheng took two steps back, paused when he heard the words, looked back at Old Madam Ye, his expression was complicated, and then he shook his head again, and did not speak, then turned around and walked out of the room.

His steps were very fast, as if he was running away, if it weren't for this matter for Old Madam Ye to do it herself, I was afraid that he would not want to step into this gloomy courtyard if he was killed.

After passing through the two corridors, he finally walked out of this gloomy courtyard, and then turned his head to look at the Ye family's backyard Buddhist hall, where did he still have the respectful look just now, his eyes were full of hatred, he clenched his fists, and muttered: "The Ye family, it's really ridiculous, three ladies died in three years, this time don't let me catch the evidence, Menglou'er, haha..."

Muttered twice, as if vented, his complexion was much better, the faint and low sound of the piano came from the small courtyard at the east foot, his heart was calm, and the heavy sorrow suddenly drifted away with the sound of the piano, and at this moment he felt that the tiredness of his body was surging like a tide.

A heart-wrenching outing party finally ended successfully, although there were some twists and turns, but the result was still good.

Not because of how deep the feelings are, but purely because it is his nominal wife who caress the qin, Ye Junsheng looked towards the small courtyard at the east foot intentionally or unintentionally.

"Poetry? Is it wise? Did she know in advance that it would be such an unpleasant party before she didn't go? Hehe... How is it possible, Xing Lao said that I, a lady who was born as a singer, is too godly, a coincidence, it's all a coincidence..."

He smiled with gentleness, and muttered self-deprecatingly, he was really tired, anyway, Qiao Yue had already passed the door, he was in his own house, he couldn't run, he was his own person sooner or later, he was not a prodigal son in a hurry, there was no need to do something that made him feel disgusting.

In fact, what Ye Junsheng was thinking about was not to cultivate an unswerving relationship with Qiao Yue, as long as he was a little familiar, otherwise he would have sex with a stranger, which was no different from visiting a kiln.

Today, the fat girl was very aggrieved, not for herself, but for Qiao Yue, who had been talking about Qiao Yue for a long time.

"You don't listen to yourself, you have to say, what's the matter, what's the use of touching the mold and coming to me."

Qiao Yue walked around Ningzhou City for a day today, and she had something she wanted to do, but she had no money in her hand, she was so depressed that she panicked, and she was absent-minded when she played the piano, and she just laughed at the fat girl for a few words.

"The lord is really, why don't you believe that this poem was written by you, madam, didn't you see it, that group of talented people were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, yes, by the way, and our first genius in Ningzhou, Jiang Sheng, even he said that it was better to sigh to himself, madam, you are really amazing..."

The little girl was still aggrieved, but when she could say something interesting, she immediately became excited again.

"That's right if you don't believe it, if it were me, I wouldn't believe it either, by the way, did I get the fishing nets I prepared ready? From tomorrow, we will stop fishing, but fishing, which is too slow to make money. ”

After Qiao Yue thought about it, only this capitalless business was the most suitable for her, she had been in the Ye family for a while, she had eaten and drunk for nothing and had no contribution, and she wanted to use other people's money to do her own business, Qiao Yue felt that she was really unhappy.

"Fishing?" The fat girl was shocked into a cold sweat: "You... You... Do you really want to be a fisherwoman? ”

Fishing can be said to cultivate sentiment, and it can be said that it is reasonable, but if you really take the net to fish, you will really become a fisherwoman, and the fat girl almost didn't fight with Xing Dongming today for the word fisherwoman, but I didn't expect her new lady to really plan to be a fisherwoman.

"Fisherwoman? Well, yes, it's a fisherwoman, by the way, doesn't the Ye family have a lot of boats? Get me another boat. ”

Qiao Yue stopped her hand and looked at the fat girl seriously, maybe she would definitely gain a lot by driving the Ye family's big cargo ship to fish.

"Are you sure you want to drive our Ye family's big cargo ship to fish?"

"That's right! What's wrong, it's stopping anyway! ”

She said that she felt that fishing on a cargo ship should be very stylish, and she was already eager to try.

PS: I'm sorry, I owe a more, I'm really too busy, forgive me, I'll definitely make up for it later.

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