Chapter 213

At most, when the incident occurred in the east window in the future, He Jinghui could pretend to sigh for a long time and write a poem: In the past, my old friend was like a dick, but now the grave is full of green grass......

Uh, no, the green one should be the Huang Governor who is over fifty years old, but I believe that with the power of the Huang Governor's Mansion, I really don't know how I will react when I learn that my daughter is hooking up with this guy? Tut-tut...... It's a pity that He Jinghui doesn't have any evidence, after all, there is no mobile phone in this era, and there is no way to faithfully record the scene of the two eyebrows, which makes He Jinghui feel a little regretful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But even if he doesn't have such a handle in his hand, He Jinghui is not worthy of this Liu Xiang Liu Gongzi came to Ruolan County to find fault, and he is also the son of the dignified Qipin County Order, this guy is just the son of a giant businessman.

In this era of noble and lowly businessmen, although businessmen also have a certain right to speak, they will never dare to fight with officialdom. Even if his father is not very popular in the officialdom, but even if he is the prefect of Huang, it is impossible to stand on the side of businessmen and deal with his father, which is definitely a taboo in officialdom and a big taboo in the circle of literati.

At this time, a wife who was too familiar with Aunt Nine came over and greeted Aunt Nine affectionately, and suddenly looked at Aunt Nine's slightly bulging lower abdomen with some curiosity, and couldn't help but be surprised. "You, you can't be pregnant, right?"

Hearing this, Aunt Jiu's face couldn't help but change, and she laughed very reluctantly. "What's the matter, sister, don't scare people, little sister, I'm just greedy for food these days, and my body is a little out of shape......" Although the mouth explained so, the wonderful eyes looked around nervously, as if they were afraid of being heard.

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The eldest lady led the three ladies around the field, and after the aura was full of aura, she turned around and didn't know what to say to the third lady, only to see the third lady who was about to leave the pavilion shook her head gently, and the eldest lady shook her head helplessly and whispered a few words in her ear, and then began to preside over the tea party.

He Jinghui naturally respectfully accompanied the second aunt to taste fragrant tea, eat pastries, leisurely look at everything in the venue, enjoy the flowery scenery, and look forward to the sky getting dark sooner. After all, he still needs to take advantage of the night to sneak into the treasury of Nafu to return the silver ticket.

As for the field, between the third lady and Liu Xiang, there was still an eyebrow, and He Jinghui rolled his eyes violently. In the end, he couldn't help it, and asked the second aunt in a low voice. "Mother, that eldest lady is Liu Xiang's godmother?"

"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that Liu Xiang and Liu Gongzi had been married for almost two years, that eldest lady would have really wanted to recruit such a son-in-law. I heard Aunt Jiu say that this Liu Xiang Liu Gongzi can be regarded as a romantic figure in Longjiang, not only has a lot of wealth in the family, but also is quite talented, and he is very handsome......"

Speaking of this, the second aunt subconsciously turned her face and looked at He Jinghui who was stunned. "But compared to my son, my mother still thinks you are better looking and more manly than him."

"My mother is really high." He Jinghui couldn't help grinning, this is biological.

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The tea party went on in a slow and leisurely manner until it was getting dark, and the crowd began to move the venue and entered the hall, where more than a dozen round tables had been set up, and delicious food and wine were presented.

At this time, Governor Huang, who had handled official business, finally changed out of his official uniform and came over to say hello. Although this Huang Governor is over fifty years old, he is very well maintained, his eyebrows are like ink, but there are a lot of silver threads mixed between his black hair.

When Governor Huang entered the hall, everyone spontaneously got up and saw the biggest official in Longjiang Mansion. After some greetings, Huang Zhifu sat on the main seat, and sat between the ninth aunt and the third lady, chatting and laughing with his daughter from time to time, or, whispering to the ninth aunt, occasionally saying a sentence or two to the eldest lady, looking like a father and daughter, filial piety, and harmony between husband and wife. As for the eldest lady, she still had a reserved smile on her face, and frequently raised her glass to hope that everyone would eat and drink well.

Because it is a family banquet, and most of the people who come are middle-aged and elderly women, and a considerable number of unmarried men and women, such an occasion naturally does not need someone of Huang Zhifu's status to preside.

He Jinghui's mind was no longer on the banquet, and he looked back at the darkening sky from time to time, thinking about when he should rush to the treasury quietly.

At this time, another servant and maid brought a bowl of soup. The eldest lady smiled and said to Huang Zhifu: "Master, this is barley and red bean lotus seed soup, boiled for an hour and a half, the most can remove dampness and invigorate qi, strengthen the stomach and spleen, sir, you are busy with business these days, your body is not light, drink more." ”

"Mrs. Law's bother." Huang Zhifu nodded with a smile, picked up a spoon and scooped it into his mouth, and then slowly relaxed his brows. "Not bad, it's sweet and delicious, it's a rare soup......"

The others also picked up their spoons and began to deal with the soup in front of them. Aunt Jiu raised her hand lightly, picked up the white porcelain spoon, scooped up a mouthful of barley and red bean lotus seed soup, opened her mouth and sent it down, and wrinkled her eyebrows slightly.

This scene was seen by Huang Zhifu, and asked in a low voice, on such an occasion, Aunt Jiu was naturally too bad to tell Huang Zhifu why she tasted this soup when she tasted it.

After all, isn't this tantamount to refuting the face of his lord and wife in public? So Aunt Jiu just smiled forcefully and shook her head, endured the discomfort in her heart, scooped up a spoonful again, and swallowed it in her mouth.

He Jinghui really felt that this sweet soup tasted really good, just two days of stomach and stomach a little unhappy, I heard that this soup has the effect of strengthening the stomach and protecting the spleen, directly three times five divided by two The soup in his bowl was wiped out, and then he put down the dishes and chopsticks with satisfaction.

As soon as he put it down, he heard a choking sound, and then he heard exclamations and screams coming from the direction of the chairman. He Jinghui Huoran stood up and raised his eyes. I saw that Aunt Jiu was too close her eyes, and she fell crookedly in the arms of the Huang Governor, looking unconscious.

And the third lady and the eldest lady next to her were also completely discolored, and the exclamation was made by the seemingly gentle and innocent third lady.

"What's going on?"

"Aunt Jiu, what's wrong?"

"Hey, it can't be that something happened, look at Aunt Jiu's face......"

The scene suddenly became chaotic and noisy because of the chairman's anomaly. Huang Zhifu hugged Aunt Jiu, whose face was as white as paper, and whispered several times in panic, and Aunt Jiu reluctantly opened her eyes, but she couldn't speak, and soon passed out again.

"Xiangniang, what's wrong with you? If you don't have long eyes, why don't you come over and help Aunt Nine to lie down. Governor Huang's face was anxious, and he called out continuously.

But Aunt Jiu still looked like she was in a coma, and she didn't react at all. The hall was full of commotion, and his mother and a gossip party all stood up to look at Aunt Xiang Jiu, and everyone's attention was attracted to the past, whispering

He Jinghui couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he would be able to meet this kind of bridge breaking that poisoned his rival in a palace fight scene when he came to have a meal, isn't this a good opportunity specially given to him by God?

Could it be that the ninth aunt is a failed traverser specially arranged by God to give herself, so as not to be cut down by the government and hung up before her great cause is achieved.

But now is not the time to care about this, He Jinghui also pretended to take a few looks, and after a few glances of excitement, he turned his feet and slipped out of the hall.

He Jinghui quietly left the hall, and soon disappeared into the darkness, and He Jinghui, who entered the darkness, began to rush in the direction of the treasury discovered during the day, like an excellent cool runner, shuttling between the flowers and trees, stopping from time to time, hiding his body to avoid the occasional passing servant.

He Jinghui, a quasi-martial arts master who is not very good at kung fu and agile, finally rushed to the location of the treasury that he had explored during the day, and as expected, the errand guards of the treasury at night were much lazy compared to the daytime, and he was lazily sitting on the steps outside the door of the mansion and bragging and farting.