He Yarui's parents saw that the young man in front of them was dressed a bit like the people in the market, and they felt a little unkind in their hearts, and they were a little worried that their daughters would be careless in making friends.

He Yarui's mother is also a family name, Mrs. Sanpin, the royal seal, dressed dignified and luxurious, all the contacts on weekdays are palace nobles and rarely contact with civilians, but she is also a knowledgeable person, and she still smiled and nodded at Fu Xiaowa and said: "It turned out to be Xian'er's friend, why haven't I seen it before!"

"Mrs. Hui, I arrived in the Imperial City a while in the morning, and it didn't take long!"

"So that's the case, no wonder I haven't seen it before, you are so blessed to have a friend like Xian'er!"

"Yes, I've always been self-aware!"

It's a simple and cold sentence, but the focus is still on He Yarui's college life, parents always like to ask this, whether it is a grassroots commoner, or a palace noble, no matter what class of parents is, they are indispensable to nag their children.

"The right prime minister has arrived!"

At this time, the master of ceremonies shouted loudly outside the door, and at this time it was an additional treatment of the master of ceremonies, and the other officials did not mention it.

"Hello colleagues, hello colleagues!" Everyone looked to the door, only to see a bearded official arching his hand to greet the surrounding officials arrogantly, all the ministers were busy bowing down when they saw this, it can be seen that the position of the right minister is above the officials.

Fu Xiaowa is a complete roe deer, the biggest official he has ever seen, and there is only one master in the town, and it is because of the coincidence that he has had contact with Master Bai Renze. If not, he has officially seen the largest official. It's just the head of their village.

What is the concept of the right minister, it is an official position under one person and above tens of thousands of people, and it is a product, the emperor's left and right hands, and the flat-headed people have no chance to see it.

I saw that the right phase entered the main hall, everyone avoided, and in front of each guest was a red sandalwood table, and the right phase table was an ebony table more than three times larger.

In this great hall. Hundreds of tables. There is food and wine on it, and such a big occasion can only be seen in such a place. At a wedding ceremony, it was indeed grand.

Fu Xiaowa felt that he was a drop in the ocean. It becomes a small leaf. Get lost in the hustle and bustle.

Then came the six ministers. Courtiers from all walks of life, this wedding can be described as a grand scale. It's not yet time for the wedding ceremony, and the officials gather together to chat. The hall was full of people, and He Yarui and Xue Lingxiang were talking to their parents. Fu Xiaowa already knew the location of the arrangement, so if he didn't go out of the main hall, there wouldn't be too many problems.

There were a lot of delicious foods at the wedding ceremony, Fu Xiaowa walked around and ate everywhere, the food here is more delicious than the outside, because the ingredients are already the best in the entire empire.

Taking off two exquisite pastries, he chose a slightly quieter corner, and ate the pastries while looking at the dignitaries and dignitaries who came and went around him. This is a honey-flavored pastry with peanuts and sesame seeds on top, and it tastes very good.

He was eating, and the whole stool made himself comfortable at various angles, and at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a silk brocade bag in the corner of the stool. In confusion, he picked it up, and this silk brocade bag had some weight in his hand, and it felt like it contained things one by one. He wondered, opened it and saw the colorful gems inside, shining, and it seemed to be worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

Fu Xiaowa's heart fluttered wildly, and he took a deep breath, this is a hundred thousand taels of silver, which is a super huge amount of money for ordinary people.

He looked around to see if anyone had been found. This is a very expensive thing, Fu Xiaowa held it in his hand, and he didn't know what to do for a while, if he went to find the owner, and the owner happened to find it, but he couldn't see the thing.

Therefore, he plans to stay here for a while, and if it is dropped here, then the owner will definitely be recovered.

After waiting for a long time, sure enough, an old man looked around at the ground with a nervous expression, and it seemed that it was indeed the owner. Fu Xiaowa greeted from afar: "Old man, have you lost something!"

"Ah, yes, yes, have you seen it, little brother?" The old man looked sweating profusely, and seemed to be in a hurry, saying yes, who lost more than 100,000 taels in his heart.

"I did pick up such a bag of things, can you tell me what it is first?" Fu Xiaowa still has to take an insurance policy to determine whether it is the owner, how to say that it is also something of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

"Colorful gems, a yellow bag!"

Fu Xiaowa nodded, put the bag on the table and said, "Look at it, is it this, you count the quantity, this thing worth hundreds of thousands of taels, you can't be sloppy!"

The old man's eyes lit up, he took the bag in his hand like a treasure, poured the gem on the palm of his hand and counted it, one was not missing, he said strangely: "Little brother, this is a hundred thousand taels, you are not impressed at all?"

"Of course, I can go home and buy thousands of acres of land and become a big landlord!" Fu Xiaowa said as he ate his pastry.

"Then why don't you stay?"

"If I stay, what will you do?" Fu Xiaowa asked rhetorically.

The old man thought for a while and said, "I'll find a river with a better scenery and jump to death!"

"So, with the effort you keep, go home and hug your grandson!"

"Why don't I leave you one or two as a thank you?" the old man asked.

"No need, it's just a trivial matter, what should you do!" Fu Xiaowa shook his hand and said.

The old man sighed and said: "A few taels of silver may be a test of conscience, but hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, the question is already the soul of a person, little brother, I remember this favor, I can vaguely feel it, we will definitely be able to meet again in the future, and I will definitely be able to help you do something, there will be a period later!"

"There will be a period later!" Fu Xiaowa also saluted, he didn't care about what favors he owed, and he couldn't keep this goodbye, when would he meet this old man.

After the old man left, Fu Xiaowa finished his pastry in two bites. Clapping his hands, he got up from the stool, and estimated that the time for the wedding ceremony was approaching, and he began to walk to the table arranged by the master of ceremonies.

At this time, another bag appeared on the ground, it was a wallet, Fu Xiaowa scratched his head, and felt that it was very strange today, how could someone drop something one day.

He picked it up and opened it, and there were several ingots of yellow and clear gold inside. Genuine gold. There are at least a few dozen taels of gold, which is also a few thousand taels of silver at a rate of one hundred to one.

Fu Xiaowa looked around, trying to find the owner. Indeed, a fat official was seen angrily leading his men through the crowd. I saw Fu Xiaowa holding his money bag. Then he pointed angrily: "That kid stole my money bag!"

(Broken half of the chapter, this book has been published in Taiwan, the entity lags behind the Internet, so the online version can't be too complete, tomorrow morning the second half of the chapter will be made up by modification, and the pirated paste will not be modified with the modification, so Taiwanese readers can't find the complete one on the Internet, so they have to look at the entity.)

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