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Chapter 893

It’s strange, why do I always feel helpless when I meet the eldest and third sisters of the palace maid’s sister?

The body's reaction is always stronger than consciousness. No results can be analyzed in the head, but his eyes fell on the big sister Bi Niang's blushing cheeks. Although the big sister Bi Niang did not put gorgeous and exquisite forehead makeup on the middle of her eyebrows as usual, the middle of her eyebrows was faintly red, which made her more charming.

When my head regained a little consciousness, I immediately became alert and secretly called myself a crazy person. This is our wife's eldest sister. Besides, the orphan and widowed mother are going to make a big deal. At that time, it would be impossible to put the belt in the meat grinder and even the belt scraps.

But for some reason, my eldest sister Bi Niang's attitude made me feel a little more anticipated. It's strange that we are also a wife and a concubine. Could it be that the will of the emperor's control is still hidden in my heart? But no matter how bad it is, we can't go too far. After all, my eldest sister and the third sister can be considered half of our relatives. Well, half, it's about half, and it's about three of them.

Just as I was thinking, the dishes were finally delivered, and I hurriedly finished the meal. In front of the two little guys, I didn't feel as if I couldn't use it. I started to chat and laugh calmly. After eating this dinner, when I left the door, I looked back suddenly, and the faint warm lights at the entrance of the courtyard stood for a long time...

With my hands behind my back, I breathed the fresh air and slowly walked to the door of my house, I saw a familiar horse, yes, very strong and fierce horse, especially the mark on my butt, which scared me. Why did Old Demon Cheng come to my house again?

I felt a little nervous and went up the steps to ask. Sure enough, it had been almost half an hour since Uncle Cheng came to the door. When I heard the words of the servants in the doorman, I naturally didn't dare to neglect. I patted my butt and walked forward quickly. Halfway through, I looked at my mother and Li Shu who were enjoying the cool outside. I didn't see Cheng Luanluan. Well, needless to say, the old guy is a guy who hates ghosts, and it's normal for my mother and the others to hide out.

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"Mother, sister Shu, why are you all staying here?" I stepped forward and said with a smile.

My mother tilted her head and rushed to the far house behind and said, "I'm so angry that I stayed in the house, so I asked your wife to come out with her. By the way, our in-laws are here too. You might as well go and meet her quickly."

Listening to my mother's tone, Uncle Cheng's purpose was not clear today, so he didn't dare to neglect it. He said goodbye to his mother and wife and walked into the room quickly. Sure enough, the old man was sitting on the couch with Uncle Cheng chatting. Uncle Cheng's spitting posture made the old man unable to resist it. Cheng Luanluan was sitting bored on the side carrying a jar of wine to pour wine for the two elders.

After seeing me come in, Cheng Luanluan was obviously relieved, put the wine jar on the couch, and quickly walked forward to greet him: "Junrao is back, my father and father-in-law have been waiting for you for a long time."

The old man seemed to have little common words with Uncle Cheng, the old gangster. After seeing me, he went to the study with the excuse of going to handle official duties. Uncle Cheng hooked his finger at me: "Son-in-law, come on, come on, have some wine with me, your father is too unauthorized. He always has a drink for a long time when he has sex. Oh... I said my daughter, why are you twisting me?"

Cheng Luanluan also had no good idea to use this unrestrained father, and his face turned red. I quickly advised: "Sister Luan, I'm here to accompany my father-in-law. You should go and see if Tuoer and the others have slept."

Cheng Luanluan also breathed a sigh of relief, at least not having to get stuck between her old man and her husband, but when she was about to go out, she turned around and glared at Uncle Cheng: "Dad, you should drink less, otherwise you will have to tell your mother when I go back."

"Okay! Daddy just drink this drink! Go and look at my good grandson, don't let that kid go to bed without sleeping..." Uncle Cheng waved goodbye to Cheng Luanluan with a kind look on his face, then he raised his neck and a glass of strong wine without even a bubble, and it all fell into Uncle Cheng's stomach.

I was speechless. We didn't have the courage to threaten Uncle Cheng. The old guy sat on the couch with a big golden sword. The wine turned into a thirsty cold water. After falling into his stomach, he picked up the elbows on the table and chewed it. It seemed that he was pretending to be pure in front of his daughter. Now the daughter was flashing, and the old guy ate and drank vigorously, as if he had been hungry for thousands of years. A large piece of elbow meat fell into Uncle Cheng's bottomless pit stomach in three or five mouthfuls. Uncle Cheng then breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, I'm waiting for you today, I'm waiting for you, my son-in-law, but I came without even eating."

"Oh, then this is the son-in-law's fault. You can use it as long as you want. Just pour you wine." He smiled and filled Uncle Cheng's glass with wine. He scolded this old guy in his heart angrily, eating this young man was constantly sucking someone's belly.

Uncle Cheng finally

At first, there were only some leftovers of the delicacies on the table. Uncle Cheng took another sip of wine with satisfaction, took a toothpick from the toothpick box on the table and slapped it in his mouth. The front was half open, revealing the black hair on his chest that was comparable to the sweater. It looked like the owner of the Black Wind Village in Journey to the West. I was afraid that only the black bear spirit could match the model with Uncle Cheng. I sipped the wine in a small sip and thought maliciously.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Uncle Cheng spoke in murderously: "Son-in-law, young man, tell me clearly what happened? Did that old guy sees my daughter better than his family and asks you for trouble? The fourth-rank county magistrate, bah! Isn't this a cold-hearted person?"

The strong wine that had just entered my throat choked into the trachea. The spicy and bitter stimulation made me feel embarrassed and coughed. I hurriedly took the tea handed over by Uncle Cheng and poured it into one gulp. I felt a little more comfortable. I smiled bitterly at the old hooligan who was not shocking and said, "My father-in-law, don't scare your son-in-law, how could this happen?"

"Then you don't want to be a good general and go to serve as the county magistrate of Zhongxian. Could it be that you are full and free? Do you want me to accompany you out and fall on your arms?" Uncle Cheng's style of speaking was still so arrogant and rude, which really made me tired of resisting.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I confessed to Uncle Cheng directly. Anyway, this matter was at most half a month, and our appointment was about to come out. Uncle Cheng listened for a long time before he understood what I was going to do. Uncle Cheng finally changed back to Xirong: "Damn it, I know you are a kid who is so wise, well, you can be safe in literature and martial arts, hahahaha, I can't say that you are more capable than your father."

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Uncle Cheng's excited expression was quite ferocious, which made people unable to see it. Facing Uncle Cheng's mentality changes, it took a lot of courage, which is why most people are unwilling to deal with this old hooligan. However, perhaps because of his love for his daughter, Uncle Cheng was still teaching me all the experience of governing local government affairs that he thought was more effective, which was very touched. However, for Uncle Cheng's governance method that was more cruel than the tyranny of the King of Qin, I couldn't use it even if I beat him to death. It was better to use it to govern the army and to govern the people. As a result, this young master would definitely become the number one evil official in the Tang Dynasty.



In the following days, the remarks about this young master gradually subsided, because the whim that came out intentionally or unintentionally from the senior management had already spread in Chang'an City. In other words, the second man in the Fang Mansion was ordered by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to be a county magistrate and do a pilot work before the promotion of the new tax law of the Tang Dynasty.

And I have already sent a letter to my elder brother, hoping that my elder brother can help me, at least to see if there are some young, blood-hot, capable young officials recommending me to my younger brother. Under my motivation, my young master's playboy friends worked together to get busy for me, but the talents I found really opened my eyes.

For example, Li Yexu recommended me a master of instrument making. It is said that this person's ability is no less than that of Ou Zhizhi and Moye. As long as it is the weapon I want, this famous craftsman will definitely be able to build it for me. In the end, he finally accepted the famous craftsman with a smile. After all, it was the hard work of his brothers. We can't hit people's hearts too much. However, I will not send this famous craftsman to the small county magistrate to build kitchen knives, sickles, hoes, but will give silver coins. I asked the famous craftsman to stay in the academy and help us organize some smelting methods passed down from ancient times.

However, what I didn't expect was that Li Zhi first recommended a talent to me. This person was not very burly and was wearing a plain white gown. It could make people feel the elegance of his body, but in his behavior, he exuded a unique sense of a warrior.
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