In the face of Li Mizhen's words, if Shen Dacai couldn't hear the sound of the strings anymore, that pile of books would really be read into the dog's stomach, and he said with embarrassment:

"Looking for the truth, this matter is not urgent, I want to wait for the matter in Zhongzhou to stabilize, and then write a letter to my family."

"Don't you just look at a peach blossom, as for bothering the family?" The woman asked with a frown.

"Huh? You don't mean ......"

"What did I say?"

As the woman spoke, a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes unconsciously, and the man who was familiar with her immediately knew that he was being put together, he stared at the woman silently for a moment, and suddenly said seriously:

"Didn't you just say that you want me to marry you as soon as possible?"

The woman's face quickly turned crimson when she heard this, she didn't expect that her gentle cousin would really tell this matter in a grand manner, although there has always been a layer of window paper between the two, but often this layer of window paper is the most difficult to pierce the ground.

Shen Qianqiu saw the embarrassment on the face of the woman who had been called "cousin" since childhood, so she became more and more proud, and continued:

"I promise you that this peach orchard was yours in the past, and it will still be yours in the future, and no one can take it away."

The scholar is cheeky, there is really nothing to do with hooligans, and Shen Qianqiu's words made the woman opposite her head almost lower under the table.

She only hated that she shouldn't have teased the other party just now, and now it was her turn to ride the tiger, and at this moment, the stall owner finally brought two bowls of steaming gruel, and shouted:

"Here comes the porridge!"

……

After breakfast, the woman's face finally returned to normal, and when the two walked out of the stall, the sky had cleared for some time.

Li Mizhen took a breath of slightly cool fresh air and asked:

"Brother, how do you plan to end the matter of Ru'an City?"

Shen Qianqiu shook his head, "There is no news from the capital, it is estimated that Zou Shilang is still considering, everyone is also a courtier, I am not eager enough to take my own boss, and it is not me who really wants to pull his in-laws off the horse, let them decide their own affairs, all I can do is push the boat down the river."

If it weren't for the Zhou family's father and son who did their own evil this time, I would still have nothing to gain even if I stayed here for a few more years.

In the final analysis, this matter is still my lack of ability, I think the reason why Lian Langguan did not dispose of Ru'an Mansion is also because he is too lazy to waste time to rip off, if he is willing, it may not be impossible to find out the clues after spending some effort.

Now it seems that I am a little too pretentious, thinking that I have picked up a fish that has slipped through the net, but I don't know that it is just a tasteless chicken rib.

The father and son of the Zhou family are a scourge to the local people, but Yu Sheji is not a big problem, Lian Langguan's eyes are not one government and one official, but the future trend of the entire dynasty, in this regard, I am indeed inferior to him.

I believe that after returning to Beijing this time, he will not be able to stay in this so-called Lang official position for long. ”

……

The woman has a certain understanding of this kind of power struggle during this time, and at this time, seeing that her brother is a little depressed, she said with relief:

"Brother, don't belittle yourself too much, that even the colt has long passed the age of standing, and it is natural to have this vision.

Mi Zhen once heard the elders of the family say that once this man is over thirty, his vision and thoughts will change, and the more he goes, the more unfathomable his mind becomes.

In my opinion, when you reach thirty, your horizons will definitely be much broader than that of the horse, although everyone is the champion, but you are the third yuan in the company, and the limelight alone will overshadow him a lot. ”

Shen Qianqiu couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, at first he felt that this sister was right, but the more he went on, the more wrong it became, and in the end he was more than in the limelight.

However, his sister's words really woke him up, and the summer worm died in autumn, and he couldn't speak. But everyone is also born as a human being, and the difference in age is nearly ten years, but after a hundred years, there is really nothing to say about the merits and demerits.

Thinking of this, the frustration of this new champion finally decreased a little, he looked at the sky, and muttered:

"Lian Li may be able to control the court for twenty or thirty years, but the current situation after that may not be my home field."

"Brother, have you forgotten yourself?" Li Mizhen reminded on the side.

Shen Qianqiu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he remembered the young man who was ranked first with him, and his high-spirited expression just now immediately collapsed, and he smiled helplessly:

"Mizhen, can't you remind me tomorrow?"

The woman did not answer, but hid her face and smiled.

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Bashu, Tang Men, and the young Hong Mao are hiding in a dark corner with Tang Jing shivering.

In the past, Hong Mao has always adhered to the code of conduct of "people don't offend me, I will offend people", coupled with his own talent for pulling hatred, he has provoked many enemies along the way, but fortunately, Ye Jian is by his side, and no matter how big things are, they can be cut and rooted.

But this time he insisted on breaking into the Tangmen dungeon, and the old sword fairy wanted to make this grandson suffer a little, so he didn't hesitate to ask Tang Zhi to come to the token, and Hong Mao lived up to expectations and successfully died in the dungeon many times.

The sixth-floor masters of the dungeon are like clouds, and there are many murderous monsters in the rivers and lakes, and under the detention of the cell for decades, the already abnormal spirit has become more and more crazy.

At first, the two of them were still restrained, acting cautiously in the dungeon, this kind of dark place, it should be the easiest to hide snakes, insects, rats and ants, but after walking for a long time, they didn't see a living thing.

The young man noticed this, his face was puzzled, and Tang Jing on the side took the initiative to explain:

"The Tangmen dungeon has been infected with murderous aura all year round, and over time, it has reached a terrifying point, even if a disciple with martial arts comes, he will unconsciously give birth to goosebumps, not to mention those insects and ants with a keen sense of smell.

The dungeon is the last place that Tang Sect disciples want to come to, and some people would rather fetch water and chop wood outside from morning till night than come here to deliver three meals a day. ”

Hong Mao pouted and said:

"This hellish place, there are all kinds of strange shapes, God knows if you will send your life to deliver food.

Old man Ye told me that there are man-eating monsters here, although the old guy is most likely trying to scare me, but there is no big problem with being careful. ”

Tang Jing couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he heard this, after all, this kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he can't do anything like before, the dungeon is not like there are sect rules outside, and those old monsters are even more eager to skin and eat the Tang Sect disciples.

……

After the two came into contact several times, Tang Jing also saw that the other party's mind was not bad, and he was a partner anyway, so he naturally couldn't keep a cold face all the way, so he opened his mouth and asked the doubts in his heart:

"By the way, who is that old man Ye in your mouth, and why did you come in?"

Hong Mao replied with a big grin:

"Old man Ye is old man Ye, as for why I came in..."Hong Mao said, suddenly turning his head and looking directly at the other party.

The fire in the pitch-black dungeon must be bright and dark, reflecting the young man's face flickering, even Tang Jing, who has been in and out of the dungeon many times, couldn't help but wonder, just when he hesitated to draw his sword, he saw that the young man instantly recovered his previous appearance without skin and face:

"Of course it's for you, junior brother, I don't worry about you alone."

"Your uncle!"

Tang Jing, who was shaken for a while, finally couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, the young man's hot face was attached to his cold buttocks, and he was not annoyed, he turned his head and walked towards the first cell not far ahead.

……