Wei Fu,

"What, madam, you want to buy that perfume, a bottle of one hundred taels of silver!"

Wei Zheng choked on a mouthful of tea and squirted out directly, as the mirror of His Majesty Li Er, the only minister among the ministers of the Tang Dynasty,

Wei Zheng has always received a lot of salary from His Majesty Li Er, but even so, a bottle of perfume for one hundred taels of silver is absolutely unacceptable to Wei Zheng!

"What are you yelling about, isn't it just a hundred taels of silver? You don't know how good that perfume is, let me tell you, this perfume is said to make people's skin smoother, the body exudes a strange fragrance, and it also helps to sleep, haven't you been sleeping well? I didn't buy this perfume to get you a good night's sleep! ”

Mrs. Wei glanced at Wei Zheng and knew that this bad old man would not agree, but the charm of the perfume still made Mrs. Wei unable to help it!

"Profiteer, this is definitely a profiteer, tomorrow I will definitely show Your Majesty, there is such a profiteer in Chang'an City, it is simply hateful!"

Lord Wei Zheng looked like he was doing business, and he had made up his mind anyway not to buy perfume for Mrs. Wei, unless, unless... Wait for the price of perfume to come down!

"Sue the complaint, you know the complaint, do you know what people say about you behind your back? And do you know whose deal it is? You will go to Your Majesty and complain! ”

Mrs. Wei rolled her eyes even more, her own master was good at everything, but it was too axis, and the axis made her feel a little helpless.

"It doesn't matter whose business he is, but the price is so far, it must be a profiteer, I must show your majesty and punish it strictly!"

Among the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, try to ask who has not been sued by Wei Zheng, even His Majesty Li Er has not been spared, and even His Majesty Li Er may still be ranked first among the complaints that Wei Zheng has sued, if he has not been sued by Wei Zheng, then there is only one possibility.

The official position is too low, and he can't get into Wei Zheng's eyes at all.

"That's the horse master's business, this perfume is even praised by the eldest grandson, you have the ability to sue, I think you can sue and win!"

Mrs. Wei glanced at Wei Zheng fiercely.

"The sale of the bereaved love of the stable?"

Wei Zheng was stunned for a moment, if it was someone else, then in Wei Zheng's eyes, it must be a profiteer, but if it was a colt, this matter would be more difficult to do.

Now the Manchu Dynasty civil and military who doesn't know the horse, that is the dragon fast son-in-law of His Majesty Li Er, it is said that yesterday Qin Qiong and Qin Generalissimo were critically ill, and even the abbot of the White Horse Temple, the divine doctor, said that he couldn't save it.

But in the hands of the horse, he magically brought Qin Qiong and Generalissimo Qin back to life, and forcibly fished Qin Shuai back from the ghost gate.

Moreover, the horse also made Zhong Kui's ghost hunting picture, such a magical painter, a precedent for painting in the Tang Dynasty!

Although the perfume of one hundred taels of silver is sold more expensive, but people are not forced to buy and sell, I am afraid that this wave is a little unmoving!

"Master, the widow of the horse house came to visit, and now he is waiting outside the door!"

Just when Wei Zheng was pondering how to report, the porter hurriedly came to report!

"I really said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, and I will personally greet him!"

Wei Zheng straightened his throat and strode towards the gatehouse, if it was just the identity of Fang Yiai, then naturally Wei Zheng would not need to go out to greet him in person, but if it was a colt, then Wei Zheng would have to go out to greet him in person.

…

Fang Zilong stood outside the door of the Wei Mansion, holding a small gift box the size of a fist in his hand, and kept saying that he came to visit Prime Minister Wei.

If it weren't for the fact that the house dragon was well-dressed and handsome, I was afraid that the concierge would have blasted out the house dragon a long time ago, and came to visit Wei Zheng and Lord Wei with such a small gift, who is this stumbling? Why do you look down on us, Lord Wei Zheng? Although Wei Zheng has been an official until now, the Wei Mansion has not seen a gift the size of a fingernail!

It wasn't until the house dragon reported its name that the porter stumbled inward and reported that the house dragon had straightened his clothes, and when the gatehouse was opened for the second time,

I saw a person walking outside the door, and I saw that this person was seven feet tall, dressed in a cyan robe, with a majestic face and bright eyes.

"Nephew House Dragon, meet Uncle Wei!" The house dragon hugged his fists and saluted, Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling were both prime ministers of the dynasty, and Uncle Wei was not wrong with the house dragon.

"It turned out to be a colt, I don't know if the colt is coming, what's the matter?"

Wei Zheng had a straight face, the entire Tang Dynasty and the Manchu Dynasty were civil and military, if you want to say whose mansion is the most deserted, it must be this Lord Wei Zheng, to say the best words, maybe His Majesty Li Er has come to Wei Mansion more times than other ministers have come to Wei Mansion, it is conceivable that Wei Zheng's popularity in the Tang Dynasty is really...

"Uncle Wei, my father specially asked my nephew to say hello to Uncle Wei, and my nephew also wanted to ask Uncle Wei for advice, so I took the liberty to come here, knowing that Uncle Wei hates human relations, so my nephew didn't dare to prepare any gifts, only prepared a bottle of this little perfume for Mrs."

House Dragon smiled and raised the fist-sized gift box in his hand, ready to hand it to the porter on the side.

It stands to reason that the concierge should take it at this time, but when he saw the concierge of the Wei Mansion, his first reaction turned out to be behind his hands, and then he looked at Wei Zheng with blank eyes, as if he didn't know what to do in such a situation now.

"My God, although I have long heard Cheng Shi say that this old man Wei does not enter the oil and salt, it is stinky and hard, just like an old stone in a pit, and now when I see it, the Wei Mansion Gatekeeper has not even confiscated the gifts, which shows that the Wei Mansion is really strict!"

The house dragon couldn't help but complain secretly, saying that the seven-rank official in front of the prime minister's door met the county commander, but look at this gatekeeper on Wei Zheng's door, it was really no different from a servant.

"Master, since the horses are here, why don't you hurry up and invite them to the mansion!" Wei Zheng was still hesitating, and it seemed that he might drive away the house dragon at any time, but fortunately, Mrs. Wei finally appeared at this time.

"My nephew House Dragon visited my aunt, I have long heard my mother say that my aunt is gentle and virtuous, virtuous and virtuous, and now when I see it, my nephew knows that what my mother said is true!"

The house dragon took a step forward and simply stuffed the bottle of perfume into the concierge's arms.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng's eyes widened, and the concierge was so frightened that he almost dropped the small gift box to the ground, but fortunately, Mrs. Wei interrupted in time:

"Hehe, Mrs. Sister-in-law has won the prize, please inside the horse, butler, tea is served!"

Mrs. Wei looked at the house dragon with satisfaction, but she dragged Wei Zheng back to the house and muttered in a low voice: "If you buy it, you don't buy it, people are rushing to send it up, you don't want it, what's the matter, what people send is perfume, not coal, you are still too hot?" ”