Zheng Er was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "Young master, that's not good, the little one and my cousin Peach Blossom are waiting for me!" ”

"I'll go tell Peach Blossom's family and let Xiangling be your concubine." Zheng Guangzong is still serious, and he doesn't look like he's joking at all.

"Young master, are you willing to give Xiangling to me?" Zheng Er stood up, half-convinced.

Moreover, in the Great Qian Dynasty, it was not uncommon for men to marry three wives and four concubines.

"Why am I reluctant, you are so loyal, I reward you with a woman, shouldn't I deserve it?" Zheng Guangzong looked at Zheng Er with a calm face and encouraging eyes.

"Young master, Xiangling will definitely disagree." Zheng Erji was very thief, and guessed that the young master was teasing himself: "Forget it, it's enough for the small one to have a peach blossom." ”

"Zheng Er, you don't want to?" Zheng Guangzong laughed weirdly.

"Young master, for the sake of Xiangling, you have the heart to kill, the little one doesn't dare to have such a mind, don't tease the little one, hurry home,

At this time, the master must be in a hurry. Zheng Er gasped, not to mention that Xiangling disagreed, even if Xiangling agreed, he didn't dare to think about it.

"You kid still has a little vision, if you want to hit Xiangling's idea, see if I don't skin you." Only now did Zheng Guangzong give a bottom.

Zheng Er sweated wildly.

Almost, let the young master take the ditch to the ditch.

At the door of Zheng's house, it was much quieter than a few days ago, and most of the victims received relief food, went home to light a fire and cook, clean up the mess, and start a new life.

In the city, green smoke rose everywhere.

However, it is not surprising that many people's houses have collapsed, and they can only temporarily build a stove outside to cook and fill their stomachs.

When Zheng Guangzong returned home, Uncle Zhao greeted him, with beads of sweat on his forehead: "Young master, where did you go when you came out of the county king's mansion, the master was so worried that he died." ”

"I'm not a child, what are you worried about?" Zheng Guangzong was a little surprised.

"The lord heard about you in the county king's mansion, you have offended so many people, the lord is worried that you will be retaliated against, from today on, you are not allowed to go out, just study at home."

In terms of seniority, Zheng Guangzong is a junior of Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao restrains Zheng Guangzong, which is also agreed by Zheng Wancai.

"Why, I still have a lot of things to do, how can I not let me go out?" Zheng Guangzong became angry when he heard it, and besides, can Uncle Zhao control himself?

"Guangzong, you come in." In the hall, Zheng Wancai scolded coldly.

Zheng Guangzong's flames were suddenly extinguished, and he walked to the hall in an orderly manner: "Dad, do you have something?" ”

"Guangzong, don't you know what you're doing?" Zheng Wancai was sitting precariously, his face was serious, as if the sky was going to fall in the next moment.

"What did I do?" Zheng Guangzong was very surprised, even if he did it, it was a good thing.

"You are in the county king's mansion, a crowd of people provoke those squires and giants in Huaili County, how will the Zheng family mix in Huaili County in the future, have you thought about it?"

Zheng Wancai thought carefully and was extremely afraid, focusing on the future, don't look at these people who are now being overthrown by their son, and they may not be able to make a conspiracy to frame the Zheng family one day.

"Dad, your worries are unnecessary, if you really want to gain a foothold in Huaili County, the biggest backers are still the people, as long as we have a good relationship with the people,

The Zheng family will be impregnable, and no one can do anything about it. Zheng Guangzong shook off the folding fan, and he was talking and laughing, and he was proud.

"Seriously, Daddy wasn't joking with you." Zheng Wancai couldn't cry or laugh.

"My son wasn't joking with you!" Zheng Guangzong smirked.

“……”

Zheng Wancai blew his beard and stared, but he was helpless.

"Young master, lunch will be ready soon, let's have lunch first!" Uncle Zhao was worried that the father and son were really on the bar, so he hurriedly came out to play a round.

"Eat, a thousand things, ten thousand things, don't delay the meal." Zheng Guangzong's stomach had already sung about the empty city plan, and he was full of energy when he heard the words.

Zheng Wancai kept shaking his head, if his son has been making trouble outside, how can this be done?

Zheng Guangzong ate meat and drank wine in a big bowl like no one else, and his heart was happy.

After lunch, Zheng Guangzong got up and stood up, intending to leave.

Zheng Wancai also stood up: "Where are you going again?" ”

"Dad, I'm going to go back to my room to study, and I'll come back next year with a top prize, and I will live up to the name you gave me." Zheng Guangzong hiccuped and walked towards the back hall.

"Zheng Er, you listen to me, if the young master goes out and does nonsense again, I will break your legs." Zheng Wancai looked at Zheng Er under the hall and scolded coldly.

Zheng Er knelt on the ground: "Master, you better break my leg first!" ”

"Roll ......"

There is a master, there must be a servant, Zheng Wancai was so angry that his beard was puffed up, and he waved his hand again and again.

Zheng Er got up and fled lifelessly.

Zheng Guangzong returned to the room drunk, and in the bedroom, Xiangling sat at the table doing needlework.

I don't know what I'm thinking, and I seem to be crying secretly.

"Xiangling, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Guangzong sat down opposite Xiangling and shook the folding fan.

Xiangling raised her head, looked at the young master, and burst into tears: "Young master, you went to the county king's mansion alone, do you know how worried the slave is?" ”

"What do you have to worry about, Young Master Ben is extremely powerful, and no one can help it." Zheng Guangzong looked at the poor Xiangling, and he fell in love.

"It is said that two fists are hard to beat four hands, how can you be their opponent alone." Xiangling replied timidly: "Young master, don't take risks in the future, okay?" ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you, and I won't mess with these people in the future." Zheng Guangzong leaned back: "Young Master Ben, there are more important things to do." ”

"Young master, will the slave rub your shoulders with you?" Xiangling stood up and walked behind Zheng Guangzong.

Her hands seemed to be soft and boneless, pinching Zheng Guangzong's shoulders, itchy, numb, and crispy......

"Xiangling, how are you doing?" Zheng Guangzong raised his head and looked at Xiangling with a smile.

"Young master, the slave is too stupid, and she can't write well." Xiangling's face suddenly turned red.

"Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring palace walls and willows...... Although the mountain league is here, the brocade book is difficult to trust, Mo, Mo, Mo. ”

Zheng Guangzong groaned softly, and he suddenly remembered Murong Ling.

On that day, Murong Ling took a glass of wine and handed it to him, looking at each other and communicating with each other, but where is Murong Ling now?

"Young master, what are you reading, it's so profound!" Xiangling naturally didn't know what the young master's words meant, but she could vaguely guess the loneliness in the young master's heart.

"Xiangling, I'm tired and want to rest for a while." Zheng Guangzong stood up, a little scoundrel.