Chapter Twenty-Three: The Nine Princes
When they saw the man come out, everyone was stunned.
Fang Yingying muttered, "It's so beautiful." ”
Others were eager to nod their heads in agreement.
Especially the man's narrow Danfeng eyes, when looking at people, the eye waves flow, like a pool of spring water, as if even the soul was hooked.
"You have no conscience, now you know how to call me!" The man slowly walked up to Fu Xiao, stretched out two slender fingers, and gently flicked her head. It wasn't enough to play once, he continued to play it several times, "I didn't know if I came to find me when I returned to the capital!" ”
Fu Xiao rubbed his forehead and said with a smile: "Doesn't Uncle Xiao like to be disturbed by others?" ”
"That's someone else!" The man gestured and wanted to flick her head again.
"Hehe, don't be angry, uncle, I was wrong."
Fang Yingying was suddenly excited, is the county lord being coquettish? Ahh
Wait a minute, Fu Xiao is the county lord, her mother is a princess, and her little uncle is the prince!
Fang Yingying carefully analyzed, coupled with this beautiful face that everyone was angry, there was only one person:
"The Ninth Prince." The shopkeeper leaned over in dogged ways.
The ninth prince Yuan Chun has always lived in a simple place, but he didn't expect his relationship with the county lord of Xiyang to be so good.
Rajah? Fu Chan's heart is hot, what if ...... Isn't it the princess?
"Uncle Xiao just has a gift for you, you can take a look now." Yuan Chun waved his hand behind him, and someone immediately brought a wooden box.
"Do you still like it?" Yuan Chun opened the box, and the set of heads inside made Fu Chan want to throw away the jewelry on her head immediately. Why...... Why does Fu Xiao always have the best?
Fu Xiao was puzzled, the little uncle understood that she didn't like jewelry.
Yuan Chun winked at her, Fu Xiao understood, "Then thank you little uncle!" ”
Fu Chan was a little unwilling, she wanted the old lady to buy her a set of the same good, she just spoke, "Grandmother......"
The old lady looked at Yuan Chun, her face was full of horror, as if she had seen something terrifying.
Yuan Chun also looked at the old lady, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Since it is Ah Xiao's relative, Boss Zhang, they all paid for me together." ”
The shopkeeper smiled, "The Nine Princes are really good people!" ”
"Uncle broke the bank." Fu Xiao didn't be polite to him, and the little uncle never liked others to be polite to him, and felt hypocritical.
"Then now Ah Xiao and your children will go to my place to play." Yuan Chun didn't look at the old lady and Fu Chan, and left with Fu Xiao and Fang Yingying.
Fu Xiao was so happy to see that his little uncle didn't have the energy to pay attention to them.
The old lady didn't get angry, and went back to the house by herself with Fu Chan.
"Grandmother, was that the prince just now?" Fu Chan couldn't help but ask, although she is already Fu Xiao's uncle, she looks so young, she should be a few years older than her, she really looks good.
"It's the Nine Princes." The old lady's face was still not good, and she remembered some memories that were not very pleasant.
"Grandmother, do you know him?" Fu Chan was a little curious.
"Don't think too much, the Nine Princes are not easy to mess with." The old lady did not want to talk much about this topic.
Fu Chan could only stop asking, but thought about finding other ways to inquire about the news of the Nine Princes.
"Ah Xiao, the old woman didn't do anything when she came back, did she?" Yuan Chun's tone was full of disdain for the old lady.
Fu Xiao shook his head, "Now the Fu Mansion is in my hands, little uncle, don't worry." ”
"Your personality is both good and bad, and I'm not at ease." Yuan Chun said in distress.
Fang Yingying nodded, very much in agreement.
Fu Xiao stuck out his tongue, "I can't change it." ”
"Let's go to Qilixiang first, there is no stock in my house." Yuan Chun lifted the curtain, and the scenery outside had turned into an alley.
"Need my help?" Fu Xiao asked, "I remember that there was a section of the road where the carriage couldn't get in." ”
"No, just let Ah Shi go."
Ah is Yuan Chun's personal guard, the strong man who drove outside, he was once a slave who was sold to Da Yuan, and was later bought by Yuan Chun, and he has been following him ever since.
Fu Xiao didn't insist, "Okay! ”
"Lord Wang, there is already a carriage parked in front of you." Ah yes's voice came from outside.
"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and that's true." Yuan Chun didn't know when he was shaking a folding fan in his hand.
Two horse-drawn carriages stopped in quick succession in the cramped alley, leaving only two people to pass side by side on the road.
"Then the kid is waiting here." Yuan Chun said to Fu Xiao and the others, helping Ah Yes's men to get out of the carriage, "Ah yes, let's go in." ”
Fu Xiao stared at the carriage in front of him for a while, and suddenly jumped down.
"County Lord?" Fang Yingying asked.
"You stay here." She still explained one more sentence, "In front of it is the carriage of Ink Frost Yun. ”
"Okay county lord." Fang Yingying immediately sat back, "Come on, county lord!" ”
Walking into the narrow alley, you can smell the mellow aroma of wine.
Yuan Chun finally stopped in front of a winery, and there were three big characters on the winery plaque - Qili Xiang.
The brewery, which is not visited by customers on weekdays, is very lively at this time.
"I still want ten altars!" The one who shouted was Bai Yi, who was dressed in official uniform, his face was red now, and his eyes were squinting and he couldn't open them.
Mo Shuangyun dragged his armpits a little helplessly at this time, preventing him from sitting on the ground, "Okay, ten altars." ”
"Take it back and give it to Ah Yun to taste."
Ink Frost froze for a moment, then smiled, "Okay." ”
He threw Bai Yi at Ah Shao, "Ah Shao, you stopped him." ”
"Me?" Ah Shao pointed to himself.
"yes." Mo Shuangyun said seriously, "I can't move him." ”
Bai Yi left Mo Shuangyun, and immediately lay on Ah Shao's stomach, and gave him a wine burp, Ah Shao couldn't wait to throw him back.
Mo Shuangyun went to find the boss and asked for ten jars of wine.
"Do you have any extra manpower here?"
The boss gave him a lazy look, "No." ”
"That's fine." Ink Frost Yun smiled.
Then tie all the hair together with a headband, lift a jar of wine, and slowly move it out.
The boss raised his head and looked at him more, muttering to himself, "It seems that the rumors are not true." ”
"Ink Frost Yun, it's more interesting than you imagined." Looking at the hard-working black back, Yuan Chun said to Ah Shi next to him, knowing that he couldn't get his response, and he smiled happily.
Fu Xiao walked in, and as soon as he saw the ink frost cloud, he jumped to the eaves next to the alley.
Mo Shuangyun didn't know how to fight, he didn't feel anything, and his attention was all focused on moving the wine jar. When he exerted his strength, his cheeks would unconsciously bulge, and his hair would add a bit of childishness, and after moving a short distance, he would gently lower the wine jar, clap his hands, and then continue.
The spring sun is bright but not dazzling, and it is softly sprinkled on the body of the ink frost.
Fu Xiao thought that the sunshine of that day was the same as today.