Listening to the two father and son outside the door who were unkind to themselves, selfishly deciding their life's events for their, thinking about the consequences, Mao Yulong was already worse than dead. So he suddenly stood up and fought desperately for his life's events and his future destiny.

I can't listen to it anymore, and if I listen to it for a while, the will come back, and maybe I'll give myself a bow to the overlord. Hurry up and take advantage of this opportunity - accept your fate, if you can fight for a point, at least you can get the support of this father-in-law and brother-in-law in the future, and you can have a little bit of a status.

In order to continue to live, for the future happiness of my mother and little sister, for my uncle not to be unjustly killed, and for this Ming to be brilliant again, okay, okay, even if I want Xiao Huang to have more bones to eat, I will bear the humiliation.

So he coughed and reminded the people outside not to be tied up by a group of evil slaves as soon as he opened the door, and then tortured and tortured. I have accepted my fate, and I can't be beaten anymore, or I will die unjustly.

With a cough, the hall outside suddenly became quiet, and then Mao Yulong mustered up his courage and opened the door with a tragic and fearless spirit.

There were no hundreds of evil slaves outside the door as he imagined, quietly, only two people. Sitting on the forehand Taishi chair was a mighty and tall old man, with gray sideburns and beard, but his face was ruddy like a baby, and he looked like a general with high martial arts. The little fat man sat there staggered in a chair that he leaned down on, and there was no one to walk.

As soon as Mao Yulong appeared, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face did not have the stereotypical seriousness that a mighty general should have, but there was a kind of loving care that an old man should have for a child. Carefully looked up and down at this tall and big, with a hint of quietness, in that eye, it was definitely the ambiguity of the father-in-law looking at his son-in-law, and the more he looked at it, the stronger the smile in his eyes.

When the little fat man saw Mao Yulong come out, he quickly stood up with an embarrassed face, and apologized to Mao Yulong again and again: "I'm sorry senior, I'm just asking you to come to my house and top the tank in front of my sister for me, so that I won't be beaten by fat." As a result, I didn't want to make a fuss like this. Oh yes, your head still hurts, do you need to find a good doctor to take a good look at you? ”

Mao Yulong glared at the little fat man with resentment, and the little fat man shrank his neck and smirked.

At this time, the old man nodded at Mao Yulong and said, "Yulong, right?" Come over here and let my uncle see it. ”

This title is intimate, and the intimate one is simply to the son-in-law, but Mao Yulong heard a little hope in these words, calling himself Yulong instead of his son-in-law, and calling his uncle instead of his father-in-law.

Although Mao Yulong was reluctant, he still stepped forward to give a deep salute out of politeness: "Student Mao Yulong, meet Guogong Chitose." ”

The old man smiled and waved his hand: "You are my senior who is not a good boy, since you are a classmate and a family, you don't want any Guogong Guogong, just call me uncle." ”

Mao Yulong called his uncle casually.

As a result, this old man actually laughed heartily, and his eyes were even more ambiguous when he looked at Mao Yulong.

Then Mao Yulong asked tentatively: "Uncle, it's not early, I should go home, otherwise my mother will worry about me." When he said this, Mao Yulong carefully observed the old man's expression, and at the same time, the corners of his eyes kept flying towards the door.

As a result, the old man waved his hand happily: "Go back, go back, don't let your old lady worry, the days will be long in the future, you two classmates should be closer and closer, and you will come and go often in my house in the future." ”

After receiving such an agreement, Mao Yulong couldn't help but be stunned. Shouldn't it be in the script, the old prince was furious, and then roared, and then the door was slammed open by a group of house slaves, tied himself with ropes, and pressed directly into the lobby? Why did you let yourself go so easily.

Mao Yulong asked in a whispered uncertainly: "Did you really let me go like this?" ”

At this question, the old man's eyes shrank sharply, and his originally enthusiastic expression became indifferent, so he shouted outside: "Uncle Zhao come in." ”

With his shout, the door was pushed open, and an old man dressed in a butler's costume walked in tremblingly, and saluted respectfully to the prince: "What does the young master command?" ”

The old man said with a cold face: "This young man helped my son, and was beaten by our daughter again, took a thousand taels of medical expenses, and sent a carriage to send him back." By the way, don't take it to heart about the fact that you beat the prince of Qi, I am a dignified British duke, and I can afford this matter. ”

Mao Yulong knew at that time that the old man had misunderstood himself and thought that he was taking advantage of this opportunity to blackmail him. He has grown disgusted with himself and sees himself as a money-grubbing villain.

In fact, if things develop like this, it may be beneficial to Mao Yulong's bad marriage, but the pride in Mao Yulong's bones made him categorically refuse the compensation of a thousand taels of silver, and his expression became cold and arrogant: "Guogong Chitose, it is my duty to help my classmates, and I was knocked on the head by Ling Ai, or I am fighting for my classmates." What's more, it's just a bag on your head, and it's not a big deal. One thousand taels of silver, the student will never ask for it, and the carriage is not necessary, as for the question of the prince of Qi Guo, it is to ask the prince of the country to be a thousand years old, and the student will leave. Then he bowed lightly and walked away in such a dashing manner.

As a result, he was snatched white by Mao Yulong, and the old man's originally indifferent face slowly smiled approvingly, and then said to Zhao Bo: "Uncle Zhao, your old man has served us for three generations, and he has read countless people, how about you take a look at this kid?" ”

Uncle Zhao smiled: "Elegant and calm manners, decent speech, in the face of a thousand taels of huge wealth, without a trace of greed, it can be said that he has a backbone, has ambition, and will have a great future in the future." ”

When Lao Guogong heard this, he couldn't help but laugh again: "Okay, good, if you can enter the eyes of Zhao Bofa, you must not be wrong." Then he turned his head to look at the embarrassed little fat man: "Tomorrow night, you bring some things and go to the house to pay a respect, first, to deepen the relationship between your classmates, make this friend, and secondly, to take care of your sister." Then he said to Zhao Bo: "The gift is your old equipment, you must be decent, don't let the other party feel that we are oppressive with the door." ”

Uncle Zhao agreed: "What the young master said is that for a person with arrogance, if he doesn't do it properly, it will not be beautiful, and the old slave must do it properly." ”

Looking at the eager little fat man, the old man gently banged his fist on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes, and said firmly: "Boy, you are my daughter's in this life." "Take a hundred plating" The latest chapter of "Lonely Chen Claw Book House in the Late Ming Dynasty" is free to read for the first time.