Seeing that the corners of Tianlang's mouth twitched, and his hand had already grabbed the tea cup, whether he was grabbing it or not holding it, it was the rhythm of smashing people, Wang Fuzhi smiled faintly again.

Tianlang suddenly remembered what this guy had just said, and the hand that was about to grab the teacup suddenly stopped.

Wait a minute, uncle?

He didn't seem to be talking about his uncle just now, right? It's my uncle, so I should die even more, your sister's surname? actually ran to knock on the line, and gave Lao Tzu Lalang a match!

Wang Fu's hand twisted the tea cover and said slowly: "And Nong's own sister has several characteristics......"

Tianlang didn't intend to wait for him to finish speaking, he cursed in his heart, no matter how many characteristics your sister has, Lao Tzu will turn your face with a teacup first, so that you will have one more feature on your face.

"She had four small moles under her left ear, one under her right eye, two under her right ear, and ...... shoulder"

Belch...... What do you seem to say about Qianqian's characteristics?

Su Qianqian, Ling Huxi, could it be the sister in the mouth of the prince, is it Ling Xi?

Tianlang finally lost his anger, but got up and gave Wang Fuzhi a deep look:

"And Brother Nong, Little Brother, I just seem to have some misunderstanding about the relationship between us, come, why are you sitting here, walk in the back room.

Then let's go over it from the beginning, try to have a good chat about the relationship between brothers and sisters, come to someone, and order the kitchen to prepare a table of good wine and food. ”

Tianlang's face changed so quickly, Wang Fuzhi seemed to have been prepared.

Maybe this is the calm of every major event, in the face of a killing god like Tianlang, who moves his knife faster than his mouth, Wang Fuzhi's opening remarks are really a bit risky.

However, since Wang Fuzhi can clearly say some of the characteristics of Ling Xi's body, such as shoulders and arms, it is not something that outsiders can see.

Of course, Ling Xi will not show these to his brother when he is an adult, but there are some birthmarks, which are present in swaddling clothes, and many small moles have grown since childhood.

This can't be faked, unless Wang Fuzhi spends money to inquire from Ling Xi's personal maid, this maid has to be specifically responsible for serving Lin Xi to take a bath.

But Tianlang did not doubt that this would happen, because he believed in Wang Fuzhi's character.

Obviously, Wang Fuzhi is not a liar, he said that Ling Xi is his own sister.

And the Linghu family is a liar, because although Ling Xi revived Linghu, Linghu Jun treated Ling Xi without seeing that kind of fatherly love like a mountain, but like a cold stone.

Of course, Ling Huxi's life experience does not mean that it must be very clear.

No matter what Ling Xi's background is, she has nothing to do with the cute girl who grew up with her.

What's more, if he is willing to accept Wang Fuzhi as Ling Xi's brother, then next, there will be no psychological burden on Ling Hujun's knife.

He hadn't forgotten that Ling Hujun still had two million taels of silver in his hands and hadn't gotten it, so he could continue to get it with peace of mind.

It doesn't seem right, if you finally admit that what Wang Fuzhi said is true, wouldn't the million taels that you have already put in your pocket have to be spit out?

What is the food for the rebels?

But if you want to spit out the silver yourself, I am afraid that the waves of the sky will never will, he and Ling Xi are the biggest thieves in the world, how can there be a reason to make wedding dresses for others?

No way, no matter who you are, you will not admit it if it is a big deal, or you will say that you have squandered everything.

I bought a big gold chain and a small watch.

In short, Tianlang has to make people believe that he is a Pixiu, he can eat other people's, and he has to go through the he pulls out by hand.

What's more, I haven't heard that Pixiu still needs to be excreted, so even if it's your own, others don't want to catch it.

Putting on the banquet, Tianlang smiled more and more sincerely, he laughed so hard because he was afraid that Wang Fuzhi would not believe in his sincerity.

"Brother invited, a glass of thin wine, coarse tea and light rice, not a tribute."

"Please allow Ernong to call Brother Qin a sister-in-law, sister-in-law is invited."

"Ah, as long as you don't come to ask for silver but to give silver, don't call you brother, I will put it wherever you ask me to go."

Tianlang put his hands on his cheeks, looking at Wang Fuzhi like a nymphomaniac.

Some people may ask what is wrong with Tianlang, how to change the style of painting in the past?

He didn't recruit either, Wang Fuzhi, he couldn't kill him, he had to call people brother, if he didn't rely on shameless eating, he wouldn't have anything else.

"So my brother is not Ling Xi, who has fallen in love with me, as rumored in the market, but our brother?"

During the banquet, Wang Fuzhi said a lot of things, about Ling Xi's life experience.

Tianlang seems to be listening to his parents tell bedtime stories in pain.

Tianlang has already counted it on his fingers, Wang Fuzhi is not a rival in love, and he is not a marriage intermediary, so he must be a creditor.

But even if he is a creditor, he has a way.

While the two were drinking and eating, one of the princes talked about Ling Xi's life experience, although Tianlang did not care about Ling Xi's life experience as much as it seemed on the surface.

Just like he doesn't care about Zhu Youlang's life experience, the life experience of Tianlang and Ling Xi in Daming is just a story, and it has nothing to do with the real blood of the two.

However, he was despised by Wang Fu's mouth for what Linghu Jun had done.

It turned out that Ling Hujun was a servant of the Wang family in the past, and his ancestors were servants of the Wang family for three generations, so he won the trust of the Wang family, and later Ling Hujun became the housekeeper of the palace.

It was at this time, that is, in the fourth year of Chongzhen, that Xiao Lingxi was born.

In the days when Ling Xi was born, his father Wang Chaopin was not at home, but went to Beijing to be an official with a recommendation post, that is, a letter of recommendation.

Wang Chaopin's letter of recommendation was not obtained by bribery, but the recommender knew that he was very talented.

It's just that the examination room was as dark as the officialdom at that time, and the dynasty failed to win the imperial examination seven times, and the recommender cherished talents, and when he saw that he had failed many attempts, he wrote this letter and asked him to take it to Beijing to find Wen Tiren, the prime minister at that time.

Although Wen Tiren is not an official and has a monopoly on power, but there is a letter of recommendation, and this letter of recommendation is weighty enough, then he will still give face, this is the rule of officialdom.

After all, after the Huangchao Rebellion, there was no aristocracy in Huaxia, and the so-called Guanlong aristocracy was destroyed, which led to the scholars to start a 120,000-point pretending mode from then on, and like ants moving to spend a hundred years to fight for the interests of their own class step by step.

Especially after the Song Dynasty, after the imperial examination dominated the political blood, the high-ranking officials not only wanted to keep the Wushaduo silver, but also to compete for students and spread a big net for themselves and behind themselves.

Students are actually a greater wealth, even if the officials retire, as long as the students are everywhere and the peach and plum are flying all over the sky, in fact, the teacher will speak better than when he was an official.

Once Wen Tiren receives the letter of recommendation and recommends the dynasty to hire this person to fill the vacancy, then the dynasty is also Wen Tiren's student, and Wen Tiren has no reason not to agree.

However, Wang Chaopin didn't wait for Wen Tiren's summons, what happened?