Chapter Twenty-Three: The Prime Minister's Son
Qian Hanmu got up and unfolded the folding fan in his hand and smiled: "Since it will take some time, I'm afraid we will have to rest in Tangjia Village at night."
Wuxin frowned when he heard this, he didn't want to stay in the mountains, but Qian Yage needed ingredients, if he often went to sell others, it was naturally not cost-effective, even if he didn't suffer for cannon fodder, he had to go for the future development, maybe one trip was not enough.
"Let's go." After being silent for a while, he unintentionally flicked his sleeves and went out first.
Tangjia Village is in a remote location, the carriage is not easy to walk, and the two of them rode horses unintentionally, and the two Xiao Si who were waiting outside the courtyard were finally sent back to Qianfu by Qian Hanmu helplessly.
Although Litang County is only a small county, there should be a lot of excitement.
Leaving Litang County is like changing a world, with green waters and green mountains, riding horses and traveling together, so unhappy.
Wuxin and Qianhanmu only took half a pillar of incense to rush to Tangjia Village.
When he arrived at the entrance of the village, he turned over and dismounted, and walked into the village with the reins.
The teenagers are handsome, and it is inevitable that they will attract people's attention.
"A-Niang, there are strangers in our village, you see, you are still leading the horse!" The girl sitting on the ridge pouted, and a pair of watery eyes swept back and forth on Wuxin and Qian Hanmu, "They must be from the county!" ”
Hearing the girl's words, the weak boy who was standing in the paddy field pulling weeds subconsciously looked up at the path.
At a glance, his gaze fell on the man with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't take it off anymore.
This person is so gentle, he must be a very good person, right?
"Look at what!" The girl who was holding the kettle and wanted to give it to her mother pushed the boy hard, and the boy fell into the paddy field with a thud. The girl leaned her toes and kicked the boy in the waist: "People won't like you when they look at you!" Those two sons are from the county, you are a toad and want to eat swan meat! ”
Looking at the girl's angry appearance, the boy lowered his head and said humbly: "I don't, I just think that the boy in white is good-looking."
"It's not good looking like you rotten embryo can look at!"
"I ......"
Just when the girl's side was in trouble, Wuxin and Qian Hanmu suddenly swept their gazes.
Unintentionally and calmly, the two people who were "frolicking" in the paddy field stopped and said, "Han Mu, go and ask the village chief's residence."
Qian Hanmu nodded and handed the reins in his hand to Wuxin: "Hmm."
The girl who was kicking the boy stiffened, and the next moment her face was flushed.
She caught a glimpse of a gorgeous corner of clothes behind her, and quickly turned around, only to see a handsome man standing behind her with a folding fan.
"Childe......" The girl slowly turned around and stood upright, lowered her head shyly, and showed a fair neck just right, "Childe, may I ask...... Is there something wrong with you? ”
"Tangjia Village?"
"Well, exactly."
"So where does the village chief live?"
"The village chief is my father," the girl was slightly happy in her heart, "my father went to the town not long ago, and I am afraid that he will not come back until noon." ”
Just ask one and you can ask the village chief's daughter?
Qian Hanmu raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the girl without speaking. This woman is pretentious, and her heart is not good, and I don't know who this village chief is.
"Childe, little girl Tang Qian, can you tell Childe's name?" The girl bit her lip slightly, three points pitiful and seven points well-behaved. If she can be favored by this son, she can go to live in the county after that!
How could Qian Hanmu, who had read countless people, not see what Tang Qian was thinking? And this Tang Qianchang is also a success, and the difference between him and the girl in the Qinglou is too much, and Qian Hanmu is disgusted at the moment.
It's just that it's not good to save Tang Qian's face, and they will have to talk about business with Tang Qian's father in the future.
Qian Hanmu still smiled decently and replied, "Under Qianhanmu." Thousands of trees and pear blossoms', 'the cold of 'the high place', 'Uncle Mu Kang, Zhou Gong, and Guan Cai's rumors. 'Mu. ”
Qian Hanmu - the name is so nice, although she can't understand the man's poems.
Sure enough, it is a name only owned by the eldest young master. Tang Qian's mind became more active, and she slowly approached the man in front of her without a trace.
Qian Hanmu smiled, pretending not to know anything, but before Tang Qian could speak, he turned around and shouted to Wuxin on the road: "Ah Xin, I have found the village chief's house, come and wait, the village chief will not come back in a few hours."
After he finished speaking, he took a step back and successfully distanced himself from Tang Qian.
Unintentionally calming his gaze swept over, and hesitated for a moment before letting go of the reins and stepping on the ridge of the field.
The breeze is coming, the white clothes are fluttering, the clothes are flying, and the people who come are handsome and incomparable. Like a peerless ink, black and white are mixed, and any color is superfluous.
Wuxin walked to Qian Hanmu's side and glanced at the three people in the paddy field, and asked, "Are they from the village chief's family?"
He spoke—as clear and graceful as the water pouring down from a mountain, his voice gentle but distant.
Tang Qian was stunned for two breaths before nodding shyly: "Exactly, my name is Tang Qian, and that is my mother's ......" Then he looked at the boy who was still sitting in the paddy field, "This is my little brother, Tang Dog."
Don dog? Interesting name.
Wuxin looked at the boy with a smile in his eyes, and the boy was also staring at him, his dark eyes like stars in the night sky.
He stared at the man in white. The man's gaze was gentle, his eyes were full of smiles, and there were no other superfluous emotions, which made him feel warm. This man was the best-looking man he had ever met.
"Isn't it cold in the water? Why don't you get up. "I didn't want to look at the down-and-out little guy, and it was hard to say that I cared about people.
Seeing the people in the water getting up, he asked as if unintentionally: "I don't know where Tang Anran's family in your village lives?"
"Tang Anran?!" The girl's face instantly turned ugly, while the inconspicuous boy's eyes lit up.
How many years have I not heard the name Tang Anran? I can't imagine that I can still hear it today, and maybe I will forget this name in a while.
"I ...... It's Tang Anran...... Don Dog is...... Nickname ......" Tang Anran stared at the man in white expectantly, "Are you my relative...... Did you come to pick me up......?"
Unintentionally stunned, what relatives ...... However, although it was strange in his heart, he still followed Tang Anran's words on the surface: "Well, yes."
The change was too fast, and Tang Qian, who was stupid on the side, couldn't accept the yelling: "Rotten embryos don't daydream anymore!" What the hell do you have relatives?! Your mother is dead, our Tang family has raised you for fifteen years, what do you want to do! Daddy is still alive! Where do you want to run?! ”
She couldn't accept it, Tang Gou, a little slut, was obviously inferior to her in everything, how could such an unusual relative pop up? Even if it is really a relative, Tang Gou can't leave Tangjia Village! Why is Tang Gou better off than her!
Wuxin frowned, what was this disgusting woman yelling, it was like a neurotic.
However, I didn't expect Tang Anran to have such a background, so there must have been a secret in the palace when he was selected.
Looking at Tang Anran's bloodless face, he unintentionally stretched out his hand to him: "I was entrusted by your mother's friend to take care of you, are you willing to follow me?"
Tang Anran's words, it's better to keep it by his side, this child is more likable than imagined, as long as Tang Anran is better off than the two protagonists, and other things will be talked about when the time comes-I unintentionally sneered in my heart. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Boss of Fast Wearing, a Little Cute Claw Bookstore" for the first time.