Zhang Yang came out with a gloomy face, and looked back gloomily at the main room.

There was a crackling and crackling inside, and when Beth came back, she had to put on a new batch of porcelain.

The temper of this second lady is getting bigger and bigger.

But she grabbed his handle in her hand, causing him to throw a rat trap and have to be at his disposal for the time being.

can secretly check several times, but I can't find the person who leaked the news. He has always been cautious in doing things, and he is timely in his words, how does the second lady know his true identity?

At the beginning, he was ordered to lurk in the Prime Minister's Mansion, waiting for an opportunity to frame Zuo Xiang, and fabricated a handle to force him onto his own holy sect ship to conspire with a great cause.

But who knew that he had not yet found a chance to make a move, but the Holy Sect was convicted and killed by the imperial court, and only five of the twelve helmsmen of the Wind Chasing Tower escaped, and his master was unfortunately killed in pursuit of his life.

The wind was wrong, he hurried to the contact point, saw the latent diagram drawn on the wall from a distance, silently returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to hibernate, and did his best to run errands for the left minister, just thinking that he was a simple Xiangfu guard.

Until a month ago, Miss Su Er found him and exposed his secrets.

She doesn't seem to have any intention of making enemies of him, instead offering to meet his boss and conspire with him.

Of course, Zhang Yang couldn't trust her easily, but wanted to extinguish this scourge;

But she was afraid of the real names of the few helmsmen she confided, for fear that she really mastered the list of brothers in the sect, and once she turned it in, it would be a disaster!

Zhang Yang thought about it for a long time, and decided to deal with it, continue to explore its fiction, and at the same time urgently ordered the sect to respond and investigate the traitors.

But the evil thing is that I can't find this inner ghost!

Could it really be as Su Jinmo said, she is a disciple of the Nine Heavens Xuannu Niangniang, and she can understand the past and the future?

can look at her daily behavior, upside down and four-eyed, high-handed, not like a disciple of the fairy family, but like an arrogant and willful daughter, who wants to come out of one.

Especially when she arrogantly sent him to Hejian Mansion to kill a village girl, the matter was even more strange.

Fortunately, he went, met Yang Yanquan and his wife, and got the handle of Su Jinmo, the fake daughter!

If it weren't for the message from the sect leader and his old man, asking him to make a plan, using the identity of Su Jinmo's second lady to collect money, and covering up the actions of the sect, he would have killed people long ago.

This woman was indeed a little eccentric, but by no means as powerful as she boasted of herself.

Otherwise, why do you want to copy the method of the Yang family village girl? When people meet immortals, she also meets immortals, people make silver Ruyi, she steals recipes directly, people export chapters, and she plagiarizes poetry on her heels.

That person can also draw talismans, why doesn't she continue to draw scoops according to the gourd? It's not that I don't have real skills, I'm afraid of revealing my stuffing!

It's not real, this babbling Su Jinmo is stupid and poisonous, and she is trying to woo him with a girl who is also higher than the sky!

Act like a snob!

There are many sisters in the sect who are outstanding, and among the believers, they are all fat and thin, how can he be dazzled by a shallow and mediocre girl? But two pieces of jewelry can be discarded.

Zhang Yang spat on the ground with disdain, didn't bother to pay attention to the crazy Su Jinmo in the room, and strode out.

No matter what, Su Jinmo's identity as the prime minister's concubine must be kept, and the business of Fuchun Building cannot be broken, and the Holy Sect is waiting for the silver to support it!

And Su Jinmo is ruthless, in order to keep her glory and wealth, even her biological father and mother can give it up, so tiger and wolf heart, not enough and scheming.

The Yang family can be killed, but Yang Jinluan has to be kept.

First, it can be used to contain Su Jinmo's fake daughter, and secondly, no matter whether her encounter with an immortal is true or not, the things in her hand are real.

When the Holy Sect is in danger of survival, it needs a large amount of money to maintain it, and this Yang Jinluan must be used by him!

Zhang Yang was fortunate at this time, that Yang Jinluan was a good person, and escaped a small life from under him. Otherwise, he will fall into the cornucopia and smash the cash cow, and he will also become a sinner of the Holy Religion.

As long as Yang Jinluan's true daughter's life experience is exposed, she will definitely trust him and be willing to go with him, right?

Zhang Yang thought confidently, ignoring why Yang Jinluan didn't know the contradictions of his family affairs since he met an immortal.

There is a paper tiger Su Jinmo who knows a little bit in front of him, and it is reasonable for him to despise the village aunt Yang Jinluan.

It's a pity that he didn't write the story, and the truth of the matter is very different from what he thought.

If he goes to Hejian Mansion again, instead of taking the cash cow, he will throw his life there.

Zhang Yang never dreamed that Yang Jinluan would have a relationship with Jinyi Wei Qianhu Yuan Changgeng, and the famous Blood Guanyin also went to Hejian Mansion.

……

In a spacious house in the east of Hot Spring Town, Su Jinluan was sitting upright at his desk, practicing calligraphy one by one.

"Su Jin, how can I have such a pit daddy's name! Three words are sixty-four strokes, how can this fit! ”

Su Jinluan wanted to cry and looked at the three ink balls of different sizes on the paper without tears, doubting life in frustration.

She used to be a top student, and in order to get the face score of the essay paper, she had to practice a notebook homework during the winter and summer vacations, and traditional Chinese should not be a problem;

What makes people headache is the soft and unobedient brush, as well as the serious lack of wrist strength!

"I'm changing my name! I'm going to call Ding Yi! ”

Su Jinluan put down the brush with tears and chirped, couldn't bear to look directly at the paper covered with ink, and threw it into the wastepaper basket accurately without looking.

"I almost forgot, it's not easy to write, I'm still called Ding Ding. God, why bother the Chinese, who invented the traditional Chinese characters? The claws are going to break. ”

Su Jinluan sat at the table helplessly, and the two villains in his mind were fighting fiercely:

- I can't write my name, do I want to be illiterate? Isn't it just traditional Chinese characters? Practice makes perfect, just do it!

- Standing and talking without backache, sixty-four ink bars are lined up, if you want not to be next to each other, you need a big piece of paper! Do you sign or paint? Won't others die of laughter when they see it? It's better to hide it and just say that you can't write!

- You're just lazy! There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of those who have a heart. I've learned so many subjects in the college entrance examination, and I still can't practice a few traditional Chinese characters? It's a shame on the people who cross the face!

- Bloody mouth! If you know that you can't do anything and don't think about it, you're lazy.

- How do you think about change? Write simplified Chinese? With a quill, charcoal pen? Why don't you go to heaven? When Da Yan was opened by your family?

- I changed my name.

Su Jinluan divided a handful, and finally came to the conclusion that he let go of his crippled hands and changed his name.

The name is just a symbol, and it is better for her to have more stage names, pen names, and screen names.

Su Jinluan thought very openly, and immediately sat up straight with great interest, flipping through the book to find words with few strokes, good to listen to and easy to write.

"The surname Ding is for sure, it's too perfunctory to call Ding Ding, and it's a bit dirty, I have to change it. Ding Dang? When it doesn't work, it's traditional. Ding Cai? Ding Yue? Eh, this is okay, it's not hard to hear, write and see. ”

Yuan Changgeng, who had been listening outside the door for a while, glanced at Xiao Ming, who was smiling beside him, coughed lightly, and knocked on the door helplessly.

I only heard a sound inside, and then came the sweet voice of the little girl:

"Who?"

"It's me."

Yuan Changgeng saw Xiao Ming covering his mouth and waving his hand, so he had to answer on his behalf.

"Ah, it's Lord Yuan! How did you get here? ”

The recognizable cold voice sounded through the door, and Su Jinluan's ears were numb, and he ran to open the door happily.

Yuan Changgeng raised his hand to wipe off a little ink stained on her cheek, and the corners of his mouth rose with pleasure.

"Come and see you."