The rain in Tongcheng has not stopped.

From the backyard of Yang's Mansion to the main hall, there were Liangzhou soldiers everywhere along the way.

Mrs. Gu and the Liu family followed behind Zhixia, each thinking about it, but they didn't say anything.

Wen Gu specially asked Wen Liang to press the Yang Mansion's nursing home on the edge of the corridor, and the eldest lady Gu walked over like this, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became, she shrank her shoulders, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

In ordinary people, the main hall door is not closed.

However, the main hall of the Yang Mansion was closed at the moment. Inside and outside the door, none of the people around or the besieged had a smug look on their faces, all as gloomy as the sky.

"Miss, Mrs. Gu is here."

Yang Wantang raised his head with Zhixia's voice, just in front of the Gu family's eyes outside the door.

When the two looked at each other, one was more depressed than the other, and they both wanted to find some comfort from each other, but they also gave up this idea at the moment.

Mrs. Gu was heartbroken, and entered the door with an exaggerated smile, and wanted to come here to make up for her old age as she spoke.

"Oh, old girl, I just heard that you are coming, my aunt wanted to come to see you immediately, but I thought that you and your uncle had something to discuss, so I didn't dare to come first, don't blame my aunt."

Zhixia took a step to stop in front of Wen Gu and blocked Mrs. Gu.

Gu's hand was stretched out, and he was a little embarrassed at the moment, so he took Zhixia's hand and rubbed it: "I didn't take a closer look just now, this Liangzhou is really a cultivator, and the maids are so smart." ”

Nothing else works, but when you meet and climb and be hypocritical, Gu is still good at it.

In fact, among Da Chu's current high-ranking families, there are mostly people like her. Everyone spoke blindfolded, and no one believed that anyone was sincere. The things on face are done, and I don't ask for anything else.

Gu Shi said this without blushing and without a beat, and he was like the two of them just now. Zhixia had never seen these in Liangzhou, and she wanted to snort to show her disdain, but she heard Liu, who was standing at the door, snort one step ahead of her. She didn't want to be consistent with this Liu clan, so she could only keep a cold face and keep silent.

Mrs. Gu didn't care either, and spoke to Zhixia and Wen again: "The old man is also good-looking, and he hasn't allowed anyone yet, right?" My aunt told you that in this world, it's okay for your daughter's family to be helpless. There is no good family in Tongcheng who does not recognize your aunt's face. You settle down, and your aunt will help you pick slowly. ”

There was still a smile on the corner of Wen Gu's mouth: "How can I be helpless, I still have a younger brother." ”

With a faint sentence, the breath of everyone in the room was stagnant. poisoned Wen Xin, and several people present in the Yang Mansion were involved. The other participant is now being interrogated by Wen Liang, and he doesn't know if there is a chance to breathe.

Mrs. Gu sweated with a hand, and her voice was a little lower: "Yes, my aunt means that my younger brother has a reliable husband, and it is better to get married." ”

Wen looked directly at Mrs. Gu: "My younger brother is my only relative, and he is the most reliable." ”

There was no trace of anger in her expression, but the meaning of her words made people feel uneasy, and Mrs. Gu even claimed that she was sitting there or standing, so she was stunned.

Wen's gaze moved to Yang Wantang: "It's going to be cold." ”

Mrs. Gu was taken aback: "What's cold?" ”

Zhixia laughed, reached out to help Gu, and as soon as her hand touched it, she was scared, Zhixia patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and helped her sit next to Yang Wantang.

"The eldest lady is saying that the wontons are going to be cold, and they are specially prepared for Master Yang and the eldest lady, don't let down the wishes of my eldest lady."

"You go sit too." Hui looked at Liu.

Liu Shi had been standing at the door and didn't dare to come in, but when he saw Wen calling her, he squeezed out a flattering smile on his face, walked over and sat down with Mrs. Gu left and right.

There was a bowl of wontons on the table in front of the three of them, and the fish soup had begun to condense, and the fresh fragrance had gradually revealed the fishy smell. None of the three dared to move, just stared at it like this.

At this time, Zhou Tong walked in with a big grin, he was already burly, and he wore heavy armor, in order to show his figure, his arms were always deliberately raised slightly when he walked, and the bright silver hammer was hung on his waist, and the whole person was like a moving iron tower, which was inexplicably a little funny, but Master Yang couldn't laugh.

He couldn't help but stare at Zhou Tong, for fear that the next moment this person would suddenly burst out and kill him on the spot.

The anger of the killer followed Zhou Tong into this room. The blood marks on his body were still fresh, and the rain outside kept dripping as soon as he washed away. The people in the army don't know how to pity things, so they step on the beloved carpet of Master Yang, one bloody footprint at a time. As soon as the wind blew, the room was filled with a faint smell of blood. With Yang Wantang's heart trembling.

Zhou Tong was afraid that the bloody gas would disturb the eldest lady, so he stood a few steps away and saluted in front of Wen Gu.

"Miss, why don't they eat it?"

Wen Gu looked at the three people in front of the table and said softly, "Please ask Master Yang." ”

"Order!" Zhou Tong said, straightened his chest, cleared his throat, held a hammer in his hand, slapped it heavily on the breastplate, and said loudly, "The eldest lady invites Master Yang to dinner!" ”

Yang Wantang was just about to say a few polite words, and the soldiers nearby suddenly patted their breastplates together, and said in unison: "The eldest lady invites Master Yang to dinner!" ”

The sound spread all the way, and the entire Yang Mansion was filled with the sound of ironclad collision.

"Miss, invite Master Yang to dinner!"

"Miss, invite Master Yang to dinner!"

………………

"I eat, I eat."

Yang Wantang saw the strange rules of Liangzhou soldiers once, tremblingly picked up the spoon, scooped out a wonton, and swallowed it in his mouth in three or two, not daring to chew or swallow, just holding it.

Wen Gu's eyes looked at Mrs. Gu again, and the other party also looked at Wen Gu, not knowing how to respond.

Zhou Tong understood what the eldest lady meant, and said "eh" twice to Zhixia next to him: "What is the surname of this eldest lady?" ”

Zhou Tong deliberately suppressed his voice, but his voice was already rough, and even if he whispered, everyone present could hear it clearly.

Zhixia leaned towards him and said in a low voice, "Gu." ”

"I asked you what her last name was, and what pigeon did you learn?"

Zhixia glanced at him, moved to Wen Gu's side, and ignored him again.

Zhou Tong smiled, hammered down his breastplate, and said loudly: "Eldest Lady invites Lady Gu to eat the banquet!" ”

The soldiers of the Manchurian Mansion followed.

"Miss, please invite Mrs. Gu to dinner!"

"Miss, please invite Mrs. Gu to dinner!"

The tsunami-like sound of the mountains pouring down made Yang Wantang's whole body tremble, and he swallowed the wontons without paying attention. Mrs. Gu didn't dare to be stunned, scooped one and swallowed it. Seeing this situation, Liu was afraid that he would also be called a round, so he hurriedly ate with him. The three of them glanced at Wen Gu from the corner of his eyes while eating, and Wen Gu looked at it for a while before speaking.

"This bowl of wontons, the skin is rolled out of surimi, the filling is made of fish meat, and the soup is made of whole fish.

The wontons were already cold, but Yang Wantang was still sweating: "Good, good, the craftsmanship of the old man, good." ”

Wen shook his head: "I'm still satisfied?" ”

Yang Wantang couldn't figure out the meaning of the past, so he could only respond: "Satisfied...... Satisfied. ”

Wen Gu smiled: "I think Uncle Shi will like today's bowl full of cuts." ”