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The banquet was over, and Tang Ming sold a jar of wine for three thousand taels of silver, and for a time became the focus of the entire banquet. Zhu Di planned to let Tang Ming solve his current urgent financial crisis, so he generously rewarded him with all the three thousand taels of silver that came from selling wine.

As the night deepened, the city of Nanjing, which had been lively all day, finally fell silent, Tang Ming's two amazing actions today, so that the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty really understood that he, who was only fifteen years old, was not a pustule, but a real talent in his stomach.

Although it was late at night, even if Tang Ming was tired, he couldn't rest at this moment, because on the way back to Zheng's Mansion, he racked his brains to think about how to explain to Fang Xiaoru.

Today, in front of the imperial mausoleum, in front of the emperor and the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, Fang Xiaoru was scolded bloody. At that time, he was happy, but after the incident, he was troubled, no matter what Fang Xiaoru said, he was a contemporary Confucian, so he was slapped in the face in public, if he waited to meet him, he would ignore himself.

Comparing his heart to his heart, if Tang Ming himself was insulted in public like this, he would definitely not give a good face, not only that, but revenge was also necessary.

Tang Ming, who was at a loss, didn't think of any good way to return home, but the carriage had already arrived at the gate of Zheng's mansion. Zheng He was originally out of the palace with Tang Ming, but he parted ways with him halfway, saying that he was worried about something wrong with the shipyard and wanted to go there overnight to guard it.

Tang Ming looked at Zheng He's slightly pale face because of the hard work during this time, and his heart was also full of admiration for him. Turning the horse's head, Tang Ming sent Zheng He to the south gate all the time, and persuaded him not to be too tired, before saying goodbye to him and returning.

No matter how ugly the daughter-in-law is, she always wants to see her in-laws, even if Tang Ming is unwilling in his heart, he can't tolerate any more hesitation at this moment, so he has to bite the bullet and go to see Fang Xiaoru, who has been arranged in the mansion by him.

In the afternoon, after Fang Xiaoru was convicted by Zhu Di, his family members were also handed over to Tang Ming, in addition to the traitorous party of the dynasty many years ago. There were so many people that he had memorized a booklet more than ten centimeters thick, and before he had time to see who there were, Tang Ming actually didn't care about anyone else except Fang Xiaoru in his heart.

Today, under the luck, it was not easy to save the filial piety below, he is not a bodhisattva who saves suffering, nor is he a great benevolent person. Fang Xiaoru had to save himself, and as for the life and death of other people, he didn't bother to worry about that.

There was only half a jar of distilled liquor left in the house, Tang Ming instructed his subordinates to prepare some wine and food, and stepped into the courtyard where he lived, only separated by a wall. Fang Xiaoru and his family were placed here. As soon as I entered the courtyard gate, I saw Fang Xiaoru and an old woman sitting opposite each other at a small stone table. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about just now, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little solemn.

The old woman is Fang Xiaoru's wife, and the last time Tang Ming went to visit the prison, she had a relationship. Now as soon as he saw Tang Ming, he recognized him at a glance, compared to Fang Xiaoru, who had a stinky face, and ignored Tang Ming's arrival.

The old woman was full of smiles, and the old lady had already known what had happened on the imperial tomb today. Although the family is still guilty, their lives have finally been saved, and their family can have a comfortable life today, all of which comes from the young man in front of him.

His adopted daughter had been married to Tang Ming before, and now it is also a family, and her family does not speak two words, and the old lady likes Tang Ming more and more. Jia Lan Nan Nizi can get such a young hero's husband, and she can be regarded as a good person.

Tang Ming had a bright smile on his face, smiling heartlessly, and when he saw that Fang Xiaoru and his wife were there, he hurriedly respectfully luggage: "The little nephew is entangled in mundane things, and he has only come to visit his uncle and aunt until now, I hope he will forgive me!" ”

Fang Xiaoru didn't even look at it, only ignored Tang Ming, and the old lady next to her glanced at her husband, expressed her dissatisfaction, put on a kind smile, and got up to greet her.

"You kid, what do you call uncles and aunts! Jialan is married to you, although you are not married yet, but it is also a few weeks of etiquette, Lord Yao and her husband have already agreed, and now they are all a family, why are you still so unfamiliar. "Mrs. Fang likes Tang Ming in front of her more and more she likes it.

This child has such a responsibility at a young age, not only was he named Weihai Hou by the emperor, but also in front of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, regardless of his own life, An Wei, risked his life to protect them, the sinners of the previous dynasty. In the future, they will live in the fiefdom of their son-in-law, and they will naturally be carefree.

Where can it be used like before, although the husband is the first minister of the previous dynasty and the elder of the two dynasties, it can be said that he is above ten thousand people under one person. But what can it be? It's not that every day is not a comfortable life, although there is material abundance, but every day has to be frightened.

Like being locked up in a prison during this time, worrying about the fate of the family tomorrow every day, the old lady has long been tired of this kind of day. He has advised his husband more than once not to be angry with the current emperor, but he has always been sued for his wife's opinion.

Just when the old lady was desperate, Tang Ming suddenly fell from the sky, not only saving the lives of the whole family, but also living a life without conflict with the world in the future. The old lady naturally no longer had any complaints, and her gratitude coupled with Tang Ming's youthful appearance, she naturally liked it more and more.

Tang Ming was extremely embarrassed by the old lady who was familiar with him, although he did have the name of husband and wife with Chen Jialan, but this was only an engagement at best, if you really want to talk about it seriously, in fact, you can't even talk about an engagement. Luohua is deliberately ruthless, because Chen Jialan doesn't seem to have made a formal answer about the relationship between the two of them.

If he changes his name to his parents in this way, there are too many uncertain factors, and it is indeed difficult for Tang Ming to change his words for a while. Tang Ming, who didn't know how to answer, had to smirk and said truthfully: "Don't hide it from my aunt, the little nephew does have admiration for Jialan and hopes to tie the knot with her, but Miss Jialan cares about the comfort of her uncle and aunt, in this case, she has no intention of taking into account the personal feelings of her children, so she has not given a formal answer to the little nephew." ”

"Although the little nephew has a love for Miss Jialan, and I can't wait to become a husband and wife with her immediately, but the twisted melon is not sweet, if Miss Jialan doesn't like the little nephew, the little nephew doesn't want to be reluctant, if it's not Miss Jialan's willingness, the little nephew would rather give up."

As soon as these words came out, even Fang Xiaoru, who had been ignoring him, unconsciously turned his head and looked at Tang Ming's eyes full of appreciation. I thought to myself: "I really can't see it, this is today's Tang Ming, who scolded himself like a scoundrel on the street in front of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military ministers, is like a bloody one." ”