When the old bustard heard it, he came from the imperial capital.

In a few steps, the young man's delicate face and the grace of the whole body were taken into view.

Indeed, only Dijing can raise such a noble son with such a magnificent body.

If the emperor throws a stone casually, he can also hit an official and a half-official, or a Houmen family.

The powerful people make a lot of money in the imperial capital, which is not very valuable, but when they go to the place, they are all big masters, and the gold that leaks from their fingers is enough for ordinary people to live for several lifetimes.

The old bustard seemed to see the golden fragrant dumplings, and the smile on his face became even greater.

"Childe, what you see, the appearance is naturally not comparable to Dijing, but our Jiao girl upstairs, one is basking in the water spirit, but she is worth a lot and does not show up easily."

Tang Li stood still, shaking a folding fan to look at her: "Are you?" ”

The old bustard replied with a smile: "I am the mother here, whatever the son likes, I will arrange it for you, and I will make sure you are satisfied." ”

Tang Li closed the folding fan and said with a distressed face: "However, this son has a quirk, he doesn't like other people's arrangements, so he likes to pick by himself, otherwise he can't be strong in his heart." ”

The bustard can understand that rich people are more or less quirky.

"How do you want to pick?"

Tang Li replied: "In this way, you call everyone out of the building, and my son will look at them one by one." ”

Why is this so familiar?

Isn't it just what those catchers who smashed the field during the day said?

The old bustard couldn't help but look at a few people vigilantly, but these people didn't seem to be the same group of people as those who caught them.

Tang Li let her look and raised his chin at the little demon king.

The little devil took out a gold ingot from his sleeve and placed it on the table in the center.

When the old bustard saw the gold, his eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it, but the back of his hand was pressed by the folding fan.

Tang Li smiled and said: "Mom will call everyone out, regardless of men, women and children, if my son is satisfied, the money will belong to my mother." ”

As long as you look at the people, you can get the gold, this deal, only make money and not lose money!

The old bustard calculated in his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "This is to call someone to the son." ”

She turned around and said to the person behind her: "If you don't call all the girls down to my mother, I will say that a big patron has come to our Peony Building." ”

"Yes."

Ning Yuchu, who obeyed Tang Li's order not to speak, secretly gave her a thumbs up.

Tang Li folded his fan to hide his face, and replied with a wise smile.

The quadrangular staircase leading to the second floor soon appeared as a figure.

or the cheeks are condensed with new li, or the waist and limbs are like weak willows, or the quality is proud and frosty, or the eyes are shy and shy......

Warblers and swallows, ringed fat swallows are thin, and there are thousands of postures.

They leaned against the railing with their fans or jumped off or went down, and the empty downstairs was filled up at once, and the sound was undulating.

"Mom, they haven't done their makeup yet."

"Fleur is also beautiful without makeup,"

"Mom, people were tired to death last night, and they didn't let the family rest well today."

"Lian'er, don't worry, I'll let you go back to rest later."

……

If the bustard appeases this, he appeases that, and he is very busy.

I don't know who saw Tang Li and his party sitting in the hall first, quickly covered their faces with a fan, and said shyly: "That son is so handsome." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at them, and after a while, they talked about it.

"It's so good-looking, but I've never seen it in Blossom Lane."

"I heard that I came from the imperial capital, and I was generous."

"Then I have to behave well, don't rob me."

"Maybe the son doesn't like you, but he likes mine?"

"Go along—"