Chapter 112: You Are My Son

Tian Shiyi swept his eyes, Monk Fang was more than ten steps away from him, and he was helping others read what was written on the lottery ticket.

"Hahaha" laughed three times, Monk Fang was really alert, and walked over quickly.

Brother Eleven had a bottom in his heart, and after laughing, he said loudly: "I'm not Brother Tian, you should call me Brother Tian." ”

The prince and marquis with smug at the corners of his mouth almost turned his back on him, and said in his heart What kind of person is this surnamed Tian, he is in his forties, and he dares to call himself Brother Tian?

Seeing that Monk Fang was already protecting him, and now he had snatched back the initiative with another sentence, Tian Shiyi asked with a smile: "Presumably the lottery ticket for the first prize is in the hands of the prince, right?" But I don't know, where did Hou Ye learn about the gambling game? ”

Wang Shaowu's face immediately became solemn, and his gaze at Tian Shiyi also became cautious.

He thought in surprise in his heart: "One sentence will take the upper hand back, and another sentence will break his own layout, this kid surnamed Tian is really only a teenager?" I'm afraid it's not somewhere that the demon who became a spirit has become, right? ”

Wang Shaowu nodded and said solemnly: "Sure enough, it is a hero who is a young man, and the lottery ticket is indeed in my hand." As for the gambling game, it was revealed by the Cheng steward of the royal mansion and the steward of the Hou Mansion when they were drinking. ”

Tian Shiyi's eyes couldn't help but froze for a moment, and he said in his heart that he was betting with such a fool, was it a bit too bullying.

There is a way to strike while the iron is hot, Wang Shaowu stepped up the offensive and continued: "Since King Hui personally came to the door, that Cheng steward must have died. ”

These words really made Tian Shiyi's heart tighten, knowing that what Wang Shaowu said was true. I thought in my heart: These royal relatives are really not good friends.

I decided to make a bet with Steward Cheng that day, and I also took a fancy to the identity of the other party, after all, there was a business in the entire Hangzhou City, except for King Hui, no one could cooperate.

Looking at Wang Shaowu, Tian Shiyi became careful. This fat and round Hou Ye is far from being as harmless as it seems on the surface, but he can once again gain the upper hand in a few words.

The prince is also a little proud in his heart at this time, what about the demons, in front of this marquis, is it not to obey?

What Wang Shaowu couldn't have imagined was that the demon Tian Shiyi had no intention of admitting defeat at all.

Tian Shiyi suddenly turned his head to the other monk and said: "Find someone to go to the stage and tell Li Kuaizui, just say that if you can't draw the first prize in this period, you will accumulate the prize money in the next lottery." And in the next issue, there will be two more 1,000-yuan grand prizes. ”

Wang Shaowu just had a smile on his face, and he was immediately dumbfounded when he heard this, is there still such an operation? In that case, I bought the ticket for the first prize at a high price, and there is a fart? Moreover, in this way, I will not make a profit.

Seeing that Monk Fang grabbed a staff member, Wang Shaowu immediately said with a smile on his face: "Brother Tian is very human, Wang admires, admires." ”

This time, even Tian Shiyi couldn't hide the surprise on his face, this Hou Ye really called out "Brother Tian", which is also shameless!

Wang Shaowu smiled like a flower, stretched out his hand and pulled out a red invitation from his sleeve, held it in both hands and handed it to Tian Shiyi and said: "The various foods made by the shopkeeper Tian can be said to be popular in the whole Hangzhou City, and Wang admires it so much, so I want to invite the shopkeeper Tian to come to the house to drink tea and chat." Shopkeeper Tian must not fold the face of his old brother! "Fastest update s.. sm..

After all, he is in his forties, and he is still a marquis, so he blushed a little when he called Brother Tian, and he quickly changed it to Tian Shopkeeper.

Stuffing the big red invitation card into Tian Shiyi's hand, the prince and the prince were flushed, and ran away for his life.

Looking at the invitation card in his hand, Tian Shiyi was a little strange. Wang Shaowu spent so many twists and turns just to give himself an invitation?

Monk Fang straightened his neck and glanced at the invitation, and said, "Could he be trying to recruit a son-in-law?" ”

Brother Eleven immediately had the urge to draw an invitation from the monk.

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old lady walked over and handed the lottery ticket in her hand to Tian Shiyi, wanting Brother Eleven to help her see what prize she had won.

Tian Shiyi in this life gave birth to a good skin, so handsome that he didn't want it, the little lady and Tian Shiyi looked at each other, and the little girl immediately blushed when she saw it.

Tian Shiyi didn't blush, but he was a little nervous, because it was the "Little Rabbit" Yu Sanniang who came.

With a slight turn in his mind, Brother Eleven put his mind at ease, he recognized her, but she had never seen herself, and her worries were completely superfluous.

Monk Fang always secretly went behind the locust tree to see Yu Sanniang, everyone in the courtyard knew that such a good opportunity Tian Shiyi naturally wanted to give it to the nominal apprentice.

"You should ask him." Brother Eleven pointed to Monk Fang beside him and said to Yu Sanniang.

As soon as the words came out, Tian Shiyi knew that it was bad, and Monk Fang had pretended to be Yu Sanniang's son. If it weren't for that, Yusanniang's family would not give up their marriage to Tian Shiyi.

Sure enough, Yu Sanniang looked in the direction pointed by Tian Shiyi, and her eyes immediately widened.

"Is that you?" Yu Sanniang raised her voice and shouted.

Monk Fang, who was deeply taught by Brother Eleven, immediately shook his head and said, "It's not me. ”

Yu Sanniang shouted in a higher voice: "You are my son? ”

With a "huh", the eyes of everyone around turned around, looking at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old lady and her eldest son in his twenties in shock.

Monk Fang's face was flushed, and he turned around and wanted to escape.

Yu Sanniang reacted quite quickly, grabbed the monk's sleeve, and asked, "Say, are you my son?" ”

Monk Fang is known as the first master in Hangzhou, and the sonic shock Liangzhejiang Road, Jiangnan East Road, and some areas of Huainan East and West Road are not something that a weak woman in Yu Sanniang can hold.

But for some reason, Monk Fang just couldn't break free from the little hand that grabbed the sleeve.

Tian Shiyi understood in his heart that the monk was afraid that he would hurt Yu Sanniang if he used too much force.

Seeing that everyone was watching, Tian Shiyi hurriedly threw his hands around and said, "The Fang family opera team is rehearsing, disturbing everyone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Hearing that it was a rehearsal, the onlookers suddenly realized, some turned around and left, while others still watched with interest. Although Yu Sanniang is not a beauty, she is also a small jasper, and her skin is very white, otherwise she would not be called "Little Bei Rabbit", and it is naturally good to be able to see the little beauty for a while.

Brother Eleven hurriedly motioned to Monk Fang to take Yu Sanniang to find a place to talk, and whispered to tell the monk very clearly, telling the truth.

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