Chapter 109: Richness

Entering a small hall, Uncle Wei pointed to a pile of good things on the table: "Heru bought it for you." ”

"Where's she?"

"She doesn't want to see you."

"Oh." Jiang Li pouted.

General Wei hooked the stool with his foot and sat down: "Let's see if it's suitable, stay if it's not suitable, and change it tomorrow." ”

Dismantling the courier? I liked it the most!

Jiang Li opened a big brocade box: Yo, Jumbo Zhai's.

There is a pair of glazed sunflower gemstone golden hairpins, a white jade bamboo silver hairpin, a four-butterfly golden step, and a pair of ruby gold steps.

Jiang Li picked up a golden hairpin and weighed it: "This is all pure gold?" ”

"Hmm."

That's got to be put away, and you can exchange some money for it when you run away in the future!

Pull up your hair at will, put the hairpin, and stick it all over your head. Shaking his head, it's quite heavy. Every time I see Bai Yiyi, she wears a lot of headdresses, doesn't her neck hurt?

Take down a ruby step, this thing has a tassel that is too long and inconvenient to move around in a fight.

"Don't like this?"

"Nope! No! It's a little heavy, hehe. ”

Continue to unpack the box, yo, this is a dress, garnet red, red, water red, light coral, goose yellow, light blue, except for a tea white embroidered silver thread skirt, the other fresh and tender colors of water, wearing it is estimated to be like a flower bone.

"You take a look at this first, it's shoes, I bought them with a lot of estimates, and they may not be suitable." Wei Zhao patted the box in front of him.

"Good!" Jiang Li opened the lid, "I took two pairs first, and then I took it when it was suitable." ”

Jiang Li kicked off the big boots on his feet and directly picked up an embroidered shoe to wear.

"You ......" Wei Qikang hurriedly turned his face away.

Cut, pretend to be serious. When I was barefoot, you watched it twice!

"It's small!"

"Your feet are so big?"

Thirty-seven yards of foot! It's because your ancient feet were too small!

"It's going to take more than half a finger."

"yes, okay."

Why do you suddenly feel that Wei Chukang has become pleasing to the eye!

Shaking my head, I said that my daughter's family has to be rich! Look at me, it's because I'm too poor after wearing it, so I bought these things, and I think the scumbags have become pleasing to the eye! It's really unbelievable!

Stand up: "I'll move back to the house and try the rest slowly." ”

"Good! Seventy-nine, help her move over. Wei Chukang was a little disappointed, it was quite interesting to see her unpack the box so neatly. Suddenly, the roots of my ears were hot, and the remaining boxes seemed to be shirts or something.

Jiang Li sipped his shoes, carried the hem of his long coat and walked out, and as he walked, a hairpin fell off his head, and then another hairpin. Wei had no choice but to follow behind to pick it up.

Seeing that she was holding the hem of her clothes in both hands, she could only poke the hairpin back into her head.

Ni Xiaoye went back to the house and closed the door:

I don't know if Wei Chukang's post has been delivered, old man, old man, I miss you to death.

Sit cross-legged on the bed, now you can't practice the style, hurry up and hurry up to practice internal skills. The world is so big, I don't want to be beaten!

When the remnants returned to the National Teacher's Mansion, the little monk sent him a stack of posts: "Master, these are all posts sent to the National Teacher Xiao Ye." She's not there, is it in the study or where? ”

Remnant Burning turned his head: "She hasn't come back yet?" ”

The little monk shook his head: "I came back in the morning, and I didn't come back when I led the horse out in the afternoon." ”

"Oh," Remnant Burning nodded, thoughtfully, "Put it in the hall, together with the other posts of Xiao Ye Guoshi."

Pushing open Ni Xiaoye's door, he saw the rouge box on the table and Heng Lu's words, sighed and smiled.

Come to the stable and feed the grass to Black:

"Xiao Hei, your master has run away, and I, an old man, will serve you in the future.

Even if she has a conscience, she knows how to leave some coffins for the old man......"

At night, Remnant Yan sat alone in the hall, poured himself a glass of wine, looked at the posts piled up like a hill in the corner, and said with a smile:

"No one will tell you fortunes in the future."