CHAPTER XXXIV
When I saw the look on my lord's face, it was unpredictable.
There was a sadness in his eyes.
Mu Xing couldn't help but sigh heavily in his heart, his own master Lang was taking all the troubles of the Hua family on himself, and it was useless for him to persuade him.
This matter seems to have become a knot in Lord Lang's heart, which cannot be untied.
"Lord Lang, today the palace sent someone to pick up Sixteen Niang into the palace, but Banniang directly refused." When Mu Xing said this, he paused slightly, "The old body thinks, it's not a way to do this, why don't you talk to Banniang." ”
"yes, it's not a long-term solution." He didn't understand why Yang Zhen liked Sixteen Niang so much, he actually didn't want Sixteen Niang to enter the palace, Yang Zhen had mentioned it to him several times in person, and wanted to recognize Sixteen Niang as a righteous daughter.
It's just that he hasn't nodded all the time.
If he really let Sixteen Niang recognize Yang Zhen as his stepmother, Ah Hua's side, he can't explain.
Right now, I really can't stimulate Ah Hua anymore.
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“…… At the end of the day, there are two sumo wrestling matches in Chunfeng Building, let's go, let's go together. ”
A young man with a short figure of five pulled another young man with white skin as jade to walk out, and directly let the white-skinned young man get rid of him, "You want to go yourself, I won't go." ”
The white-skinned boy leaned back against the corridor on the second floor, his eyes fixed on the front.
"Da Lang, what's wrong with you lately? The old guard of this Yaoguang Temple, even the gold market next to it, is unwilling to move his feet. The five-short-sized boy leaned over and stared at the white-skinned boy, wanting to take a closer look.
I almost touched my nose and attracted a punch from a white-skinned boy.
The young man with five short statures turned his head and could avoid it, and he couldn't help but shout, "Yuwen'an, you really hit it." ”
"Who told you to get so close?" The white-skinned young man, who is also Yu Wen'an, the prince of Pengcheng, said angrily: "Yang Erlang, I haven't been free recently, you go to find Yang Sui, don't bother me." ”
"Yo yo yo, I didn't see you busy with anything, look at you staring at Yaoguang Temple recently, it can't be a beautiful bhikshuni in the temple......
"Yang Jizong, you shut up for me." Yu Wen'an yelled anxiously, stretched out his hand to pick up a small table, and raised it at the young man with a short stature, "If you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, I will smash it like this." ”
Frightened, Yang Jizong hurriedly took three steps back, raised his hands in front of his chest, and said again and again: "I believe it, I believe it, don't mess around." ”
Yuwenan glared at Yang Jizong, snorted, and raised a few more, Yang Jizong turned around and went downstairs directly.
Seeing the figure disappear, Yu Wen'an put down a few small points, held the guardrail with both hands again, and stared straight ahead, the tall building he was in was backed by the gold market, and it was the closest teahouse to Yaoguang Temple.
Because it is far away from the central area of Jin, in addition to a big temple around, there are fewer houses in the square, and the location is not conspicuous, the business of the teahouse is very light, the three-storey building, only the first floor is still lively.
This second floor is already very deserted.
A few guests, even if Yu Wen'an is in this guardrail aisle, standing all day, no one will pay attention, and he doesn't have to worry about being disturbed.
But some people don't have self-knowledge, and they come over with great disgust.
Suddenly, his elbow was pushed, Yu Wen'an turned his head sideways, and when he saw that it was Yang Jizong, the second lang of the Yang family, he didn't think much about it, he was about to reach out to get a small table, but he was empty, and the small table on the right side was gone.
Looking up, it was in Yang Jizong's hands.
Yuwen Anden was furious.
"Don't get angry." I saw Yang Jizong salivating and saying, "Don't worry, I won't force you to watch sumo." ”
"Then you're not leaving?" How did Yu Wenan look at it, how did he think that the person in front of him was an eyesore.
"I'll just ask."
Yang Jizong also deliberately stretched out his hand and gestured, "Have you taken a fancy to the Zhang family's eight mothers?" ”
As soon as he heard this, Yuwen An's hair was weak, he choked on his saliva, coughed a few times, Yang Jizong threw away the small table in his hand, and was so anxious that he stepped forward to pat Yuwen An's back.
"It seems to be true."
Yu Wen'an pushed Yang Jizong away, and was told what he was thinking, a touch of blush appeared on his face, and even the arrogance on his body faded completely, and he turned his head away and didn't look at Yang Jizong.
Yang Jizong exaggerated and shouted: "It's over, it's over." ”
"When the second sister told me, I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Yu Wen'an came back to his senses, his face full of surprise, "Your second sister? This matter has been buried in his heart recently, and he has not told anyone.
"That's right, the last time she followed A-Niang to Changqiu Temple to listen to the scriptures, at the door of Changqiu Temple, I happened to see you staring at other people's girls and women, and when they entered the carriage, you were reluctant to take your eyes off."
This made Yu Wen'an's face full of embarrassment.
It is extremely rare to see Yu Wen'an so uncomfortable, the villain in Yang Jizong's heart, he laughed happily, "Do you know that Zhang Banniang is Zhang Xin's sister." ”
"Yes." Recently, he inquired about the situation of the Zhang family.
"I said it's my sister."
"I know."
Yang Jizong's eyes were full of incredulity, "You know, you still dare, you forgot Zhang Xin's force, he can overturn the three of us alone." "It's really the last time in the Changqiu Temple, they lost too badly.
Yu Wenan immediately retorted, "Erlang, Zhang Xin is Zhang Xin, and Banniang is Baniang." ”
"They are sisters and brothers, you can't even beat your younger brother, how can you beat your sister."
What breaks logic.
Yu Wenan rolled his eyes at Yang Jizong and scolded, "Idiot." ”
"Hey, let's make sure who's idiot."
Yang Jizong protested loudly, and remembered the words of his second sister Yang Zhaohua, so he lowered his voice and reminded: "Do you know that Zhang Banniang is already engaged to Cui Yang." ”
As soon as the words fell, Yu Wen'an's face changed greatly, "Which Cui Yang?" ”
"Which other Cui Yang can there be, the Cui Yang we know, born in Qinghe, the eldest son of Cui Shizhong."
"Impossible."
"What's impossible, the two families are in the same county, and they are world friends, Cui Shizhong and Zhang Shizhong have a good relationship." After Yang Jizong finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Yu Wen'an with wide eyes and surprise, "Da Lang, you don't know that the Zhang family's eight mothers are already engaged." ”
Yu Wen'an had a white face and nodded, without a trace of gleam in his eyes.
Such a look made Yang Jizong unbearable to ridicule and tease him anymore, "It's nothing, this one has a master, don't think about it, there are so many beauties in the world who have no owners, isn't it?" ”
Yu Wen'an held on to the guardrail and didn't say a word, staring straight at the Yaoguang Temple in front of him, and asked for a long time, "How do you know this?" ”
When Yang Jizong heard this, he guessed that Yu Wen'an didn't believe his words, or that he didn't believe that Zhang Banniang was engaged, so he had to say: "I heard what my aunt said when chatting with people." ”
The second sister is too young, and if he says that the second sister said it, it will not be convincing at all.