Chapter 11 Resplendent Glory

I had no dreams all night, I opened my eyes early, and most of the exhaustion in my body had gone, and Wu Jinghong only felt that this sleep was really peaceful and comfortable.

After reading Si Luo, Jiuzun came, "It's just the right time to go now, and the doctors who are queuing up have left." ”

"All gone? The city lord's wife was cured of a vicious disease? ”

"We'll see."

The City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of this gold and silver city, surrounded by walls, with only two entrances and exits, the front gate and the back door, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the entire City Lord's Mansion as splendid.

I don't know what material it was made of, and it was placed on the roof and shimmered in the sun, and the squatting on the ridge was not a mythical beast, but a golden ingot of gold.

"This city lord's character is really easy to understand."

Even there were large ingots of gold squatting on each side of the gate of the city lord's mansion, and Wu Jinghong resisted the urge to bite the gold, and despised the city lord who had not yet met in his heart.

"Why, before we met, I figured out the character of the person? I didn't expect you to have such a skill. ”

Today's Jiuzun is no longer dressed as a medical boy, he is dressed in a white shirt and has a refined temperament, but a silver mask covers half of his face full of elegance, but the thin lips that are exposed are easier to make people think about it.

Wu Jinghong was also asked by Jiuzun to dress neatly, but the thin old man's posture was not very attractive no matter what clothes he was wearing. Fortunately, in this year's time, Wu Jinghong has become familiar with the old man's dress, and today he dresses more dignified, and he looks like a noble when he goes out.

"Huh? Is this the Ninth Prince? ”

"It's the Ninth Prince, right?"

"I shouldn't be mistaken, this mask was given by the city lord!"

Jiuzun didn't move or speak, Wu Jinghong had to stand there together without moving, only to hear the two people at the door talking in a low voice, one higher than the other.

"This ninth prince is being talked about by the city lord every day!"

"It is said that he is a brother who has a good friendship with the lord of the castle!"

"That's a big deal!"

"Not really!"

I just waited and waited, but I didn't see the two people inviting them in, or saying that they went in and reported it.

Wu Jinghong glanced at Jiuzun suspiciously, and said in his heart, this Shura King has such a good temper?

"It seems that the couple is making a lot of trouble, this door is not easy to enter!" Jiuzun paced two steps with his hands behind his back, and suddenly smiled sly at Wu Jinghong, "Since that's the case, I can only break through." ”

"Hey, wait, we'll ...... a few more days" Before Wu Jinghong finished speaking, the two people at the door fell to the ground one after another.

"Let's go!" didn't give Wu Jinghong time to be stunned, Jiuzun picked her up, squeezed out a crack through the door and drilled in.

I don't know if it's because of the excitement brought by forcibly entering the city lord's mansion, or for some other reason, Wu Jinghong only felt that his heart was dancing non-stop. Jiuzun's powerful arms held her firmly, and she could even feel the beating of the veins in his arms through her clothes.

Jiuzun kept all the way, the phoenix eyes behind the mask narrowed slightly, and from time to time he glanced at the dance in his arms, and he knew what he was thinking by looking at that face.

"Here we are."

was suddenly put on the ground, Wu Jinghong was still a little stunned, his feet were unsteadily crooked, and he almost fell into Jiuzun's arms again.

"Oh, Xiao Jiu'er, you're here!"

An unfamiliar voice woke her up, and she came back to her senses, hurriedly lowered her head to tidy up her clothes, and quietly took two steps back, separating herself from Jiuzun.

It's so dangerous. After calming down, she realized that the dignity she had pretended to be early in the morning had been ruined by this sudden princess hug.

"Huh? I thought you didn't have time to pay attention to me right now. Jiuzun turned his face to face the city lord who ran out in a hurry, but his tone was not very similar to before, and Wu Jinghong glanced at him strangely, but as far as he could see, it was a round belly.

"How could it be! Xi'er just fell asleep, and I hurried out, after all, we haven't seen each other for many years! ”

The big belly trembled, and there was a slight contraction, and the eyes of the dancer looked up along the stomach, and a Maitreya Buddha suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Could it be that it was a night of trouble?" Jiuzun put his hands behind his back, quite the bearing of a cold son, "It's also because of your limited physical strength, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to see you today." ”

"Oh, it's serious, it's serious, hahaha!" Maitreya Buddha is Maitreya Buddha, whether it is embarrassed or shy, it is hidden in a happy smile. Wu Jinghong settled down, and then silently looked at the city lord who looked like Maitreya Buddha again.

A wide robe was draped over his body, which could cover his stomach, and some corners of his middle coat were exposed in the robe, so he knew that he was in a hurry to dress at a glance. The boots under his feet were not fully lifted either, crumpled and piled up at the ankles.

It's strange to say, he seems to have a surprisingly big belly all over his body, and the proportions in other places are quite normal.

The thin-skinned and tender face had a drooping eyebrow, and a pair of squinted eyes, which did not seem to be small in the first place, but smiled too much and squeezed into slitted eyes.

was moving his gaze a little, and suddenly saw the sharp gaze in his slitted eyes towards him, Wu was startled, immediately retracted his gaze, and stood upright.

"Xiao Jiu'er, this is-"

Wu Jinghong's dress and posture really don't look like an old mother, otherwise he would have thought that this was the old mother brought by Jiuzun to take care of himself.

"It's a New Year's friend I met on the road, because I have some interest in your gold and silver city, so I asked me to bring it to see you."

This tone is really not like the usual Jiuzun, Wu Jinghong thought so, but there was a smile on his face, "I have heard for a long time that the city lord of the gold and silver city is very wise, and when I see it today, I feel that the city lord's financial resources are indeed extraordinary!" ”

This financial strength is not his talent, Wu Jinghong smiled indifferently.

"Oh?" Maitreya Buddha's slitted eyes were shining, and he said crookedly, "Xiao Jiu'er, you are really powerful, not only men and women can eat, but now there is no distinction between young and old!" ”

"Bang" Wu Jinghong seemed to hear the sound of something breaking, she raised her eyes to look at Jiuzun, fortunately, the mask was not cracked.

"Men and women? Young and old? Jiuzun almost gritted his teeth and said, "Lord of the City, you'd better pay attention to your words!" ”

Wu Jinghong's eyes flashed, and he couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, but he was secretly thinking about what kind of friendship this unattractive city lord had with Jiuzun. Looking at the attitude of the two, it is indeed like an old man who has not seen each other for a long time, especially this city lord, there is no pressure to joke with Jiuzun.

"Xiao Wu, this Sun Gu is not a good person, don't look at him pretending to be harmless to humans and animals." Jiuzun quickly changed his face and said to Wu Hong, "And his wife, both of them are tiger and wolf generations, you have to be careful." ”

"Hey, hey, how can you slander me and Xi'er like this?" Sun Gu immediately shouted in protest.

Wu Jinghong smiled but did not speak, and his clear eyes were light but polite. Sun Gu couldn't help but nod secretly when he looked at her secretly, although he didn't know where Xiao Jiu'er was abducted from the old woman, but it didn't look like a bully, well, that's what was interesting.

The three of them walked slowly, and Jiuzun and Sun Gu said something unimportant as soon as they said a word, and their feet slowed down.

The dance was thrilling and relaxed, and he followed behind with small steps, looking at this seemingly magnificent city lord's mansion.

It can be seen that this Maitreya Buddha-like city lord is really very individual, and the city lord's mansion, which looks so exaggerated and ostentatious outside the gate, has completely changed his style after he entered. The roof is covered with crystalline glazed tiles, and the walls are neatly painted with white paint, making it look clean and bright.

All the porches and pillars are inlaid with framed calligraphy and paintings, or literati landscapes, or places of interest, and most of the scenery is unheard of.

The courtyard is not big, but it is also dressed up with a bit of poetic and picturesque, a small piece of flower beds that have been repaired out of shape, pine willows, high or low, deep or shallow, intertwined with each other, although there is no small bridge and flowing water, there is no lake rockery, but it shows a chic elegance.

"Oh, Xiao Jiu'er, have you ever inquired about the whereabouts of that thing for so many years?"

Sun Gu suddenly raised his voice with a word, successfully attracting Wu Jinghong's attention.

"No, I didn't." Jiuzun still looks like a cold and noble son.

"Alas......" Sun Gu sighed lightly, "Xi'er has always been like that, I'm going to be bald!" ”

"You're bald." Jiuzun said indifferently.

"You, you're bald! You're bald! Sun Gu protested again, shouted two sentences to see that Jiuzun was not painful, and then turned his face to look at Wu Jinghong, who was silently watching, and suddenly pointed to Wu Jinghong's nose and said, "You are also bald!" You're as bald as he is! Bald head! The heart is also bald! ”

Although he Sun Gu has less hair, he still has it, and he is not bald!

Wu Jinghong blinked, and innocently stepped back, away from the trembling finger.

Jiuzun glanced at Sun Gu, narrowed his eyes and said, "What did you say?" ”

"I say you, you you, I say her!" Sun Gu's fingers turned in a different direction, and soon turned back again, turning back and forth a few times under Jiuzun's increasingly dangerous gaze, and finally shook his hand fiercely, "You wait!" When Xi'er dies one day, you can tell me where that thing is! ”

The back of the angry departure, it seems that Jiu Zun is the master of the city lord's mansion.

Wu Jinghong looked around, indifferently found a chair to sit down and rest, this Sun Gu was afraid that he saw the place before he began to shout, this guest room looks quite clean and comfortable.

"Cut!" As soon as Sun Gu walked away, Jiuzun no longer maintained his image of a cold and noble son, lifted his robe, sat down, and rolled his eyes disdainfully.

"You're ......"

"This couple is not easy to deal with, and they will be sold if they are not careful!" Jiuzun poured a sip of tea, "Phew, the tea is cold!" ”

This angry appearance, did you miss something when you just wandered away? Wu Jinghong was a little surprised by Jiuzun's sudden mood, "By the way, what does that Xi'er need?" ”

Jiuzun glanced at Wu Jinghong, and his eyes flashed strangely, "Compared to you, I don't know which of the two of you is luckier." ”

"What?"

"She's said to have a barren disease."

Wu Jinghong was dumbfounded, if it was really infertility, with their current medical conditions, I am afraid that there is no way to treat it. In this era when women marry and obey their husbands, what is the status of a woman who cannot have children, just think about it.

"Then, what does Sun Gu want you to find?" Wu Jinghong became more and more curious, could it be that ancient people had their own set of methods to treat infertility?

"It's a legendary thing, called cherry tomatoes. It is rumored that if you eat cherry tomatoes, both men and women can conceive offspring. Jiuzun propped one hand on his chin, and his slender fingers tapped on the mask, "However, after all, it is a legendary thing, how can a man have a child?" Even the fragments of ancient books only have a description of the appearance of this thing, and it is very likely that the ancestors imagined it themselves! ”