Chapter 508: Nothing to Say
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Wang Shao smiled bitterly and said, "What's the matter, Miss Yang stayed in my room for a long time, and she wasn't afraid that her reputation would spread, wouldn't it be good?" ā
"What are you afraid of, isn't my reputation known for a long time?" Yang said nonchalantly. In this year, although the Confucian Compendium and Etiquette are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the former dynasty was established by the Hu people after all, and the influence of the opening up of the people's customs has been retained until now.
Putting aside worldly opinions, the two seem to have become old friends who have not seen each other for many years, and they begin to talk about everything. In fact, most of them are Yang Naohong talking, and Wang Shao is listening to her quietly. Yang Naohong talked about his troubles, his happiness, his depression, and all his growth experiences. Time passed quietly, and when Yang Naohong drank a pot of tea and wanted to say something more, he realized that it was dark.
"Oh, I've talked to you so much today, but I haven't seen A-Niang yet. Don't say it, don't say it, it's time for A-Niang to look for me everywhere......" said that, and left in a hurry. Wang Shao smiled bitterly and said in his heart: "This girl is really not like Ah Qing at all. "Ah Qing is his ex-wife's nickname, for some reason, Wang Shao thinks of his ex-wife a lot today, almost more than the number in the past year. Some people think they can forget, but in fact, this person has always been in your heart and has never left.
"Ah Qing is gentle and considerate, this girl is hot, it is simply two extremes, and her appearance is not the same...... But why, I think they're all alike? Wang Shao was a little puzzled, maybe he knew that these two people had good hearts, so he thought they would be very similar.
Suddenly, Wang Shao's gaze was fixed on the bottle of Jinchuang Medicine, and he said in his heart: "This Yang girl is also careless, why did she forget to take it?" ā
picked up this bottle of Jinchuang Medicine, and found that there was still a trace of daughter's incense on it. As a person who came over, Wang Shao couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. But soon, Wang Shao secretly scolded himself and said: "Wang Zichun, you are really not a thing, do you want to delay a yellow flower girl, and you don't look at your own identity!" ā
In this room, Yang Naohong returned to the backyard of Yang's mansion, tiptoeing, like a thief.
Caught off guard, a voice came from behind: "Stop, where are you going?" ā
Yang turned around with a smile on his face, ran over to support the man's arm, and said while shaking: "A-Niang, why are you still here, have you had dinner?" ā
Murong Zhaorong said: "Don't shake it anymore, no matter how much you shake it, your hand will be broken by you, my old bones, can withstand your toss like this?" ā
"Auntie!" Yang Naohong didn't follow, "Aren't I just helping the fourth brother, helping the fourth brother ......"
"What's wrong with Huaiyu?" Murong Zhaorong asked.
Yang Chaohong said: "The fourth brother was so unreasonable and beat that prince Chun." I don't want to think that he is a scholar, where can he resist his brute strength? ā
"Oh?" Murong Zhaorong noticed the change in Yang Haohong's tone, and then connected with what Yang Wenguang said, he was already a blind man eating dumplings in his heart, and he knew it in his heart. "Then you have been guarding Wang Zichun?"
Yang Naohong said frankly: "I don't give him the golden medicine, what if he returns to Beijing to participate in the fourth brother's copy?" ā
Murong Zhaorong didn't expose her careful thoughts, and said, "Okay, okay, the whole family is waiting for you to eat, not to mention those who have and don't." I heard that Wang Zichun is a widower, even if you have the heart, you can't marry him! ā
Yang Naohong was stubborn, and said in his heart: "What about the widower, if I Yang Naohong takes a fancy to him, it doesn't matter who he is!" Fortunately, she is filial on weekdays and does not talk back. Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu, Murong Zhaorong deliberately said this in order to arouse Yang Naohong's rebellious psychology. With a competitive temperament like Yang Naohong, where would he listen to her words? Not to mention that Yang Naohong is a very assertive woman, she believes what she sees with her eyes.
was dragged by Murong Zhaorong into the main hall of the backyard, and Yang Naohong found that Yang Wenguang, Yang Huairen, Yang Huaixing, Yang Huaien and the four brothers were all in the main room, but Yang Huaiyu was missing. "Where's the fourth brother?" Yang asked knowingly.
"He? I committed an accident, and my father punished me to go to the study to copy the scriptures. Yang Huaien gloated.
Yang Naohong could imagine Yang Huaiyu, who didn't like to read, while copying the scriptures with a sad face, gritting his teeth and cursing, there was a burst of stealing joy in his heart: "Told you to beat people and endure hardships, right?" ā
This meal was so weird. All the people of the Yang family tacitly watched Yang Naohong being stupid. Everyone is from here, where can't you see that this little girl is in her heart? I'm afraid she hasn't even noticed this kind of change, right?
As the days passed, Yang Naohong ran to Wang Shao's room all day long, under the pretext of taking care of Wang Shao. You said that Wang Shao is a big man with hands and feet, why should she take care of it? The excuse Yang Haohong gave herself was that she had finally found a friend who could talk, and she couldn't give up this feeling for a while. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see what is going on, but everyone tacitly understands it and does not say it to their faces.
After ten days, the injury on Wang Shao's face has healed, at least the black green is gone, but it is still a little swollen. There is no way, Yang Huaiyu is not covered with all his strength, and the name of the little god general is not in vain. A punch is strong, no matter how you say it, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.
Just when Yang Naohong and Wang Shao were talking more and more happily, and becoming more and more "in-depth", Wang Shao's personal soldiers outside the door came to report: "Commander, the capital has sent someone to deliver the decree, Yang Zhoumu will let you go!" ā
Yang Naohong had forgotten about this stubble, and now when he heard it, he was overjoyed: "The emperor sent someone to reward us?" I'll just say, merit is not rewarded, how chilling it is for the brothers......"
The soldier smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that the formation of the person who passed the decree is not very like a reward......
Wang Shao said: "Okay, I know." When I changed my clothes, I immediately went over to receive the order. ā
At this time, Yang Naohong, a silly girl, was still entangled with this question: "I'm not here to reward you, what are you here for?" ā
Wang Shao originally thought that Yang Naohong would understand what she meant, but she didn't expect that she was still struggling with this question, sighed, and said, "Do you still need to say it?" It must have been condemned by His Majesty's decree! ā
When Yang Naohong heard this, he jumped up angrily: "Why! We are not guilty, and we still have great merit! ā
Wang Shao was stunned for a moment and said: "What the court decides is not something that you and I can do in two sentences...... Okay, don't worry about this, I'm going to change my clothes, you're not going out? Yang blushed and said, "Phew, it's not serious!" With that, he went out with a red face. Then he seemed to remember something again, and turned back to help Wang Shao bring the door. (To be continued.) )