MTL - I Am This Type of Woman-Chapter 91 City [repair]

When I walked to the Huanhuamen, Rong Rong saw that the classmates led two women dressed as women. The two men were not like the servants of the class, but they were not like the noble people.

"Guo Gongye An." Two women said that the book had a ritual, and after seeing the class, they followed one person, and they blessed themselves again before they retire.

"This is the storytelling lady who is raised at home," Ban Huai said with a smile. "Put them for fun on weekdays."

I think of the class, I like to hear people tell stories, and I love the habit of picking up the plot. I smiled and said: "It's good."

I have long known that the class has raised a female storyteller, but only after I have seen it, the family members’ self-satisfaction and attention in life is enough to envy many people.

"Father, Rong Bo." Ban Heng greeted him and saw that there was nothing wrong with Ban Huai, and he was relieved. Early in the morning, his father was called away by the palace, and no audio came out. He didn't even listen to what he said.

Outside the yard, there were tables and chairs with tea and snacks on it. Yin and Banyan sat at the table, and Rong Rong went to see Yin’s gift, and offered a meeting to buy on the road.

"We don't pay attention to these things," Yin said with a smile and asked to sit down. "Don't bring anything next time."

"It's not a valuable thing," Yu Guangyi's eyes flashed from time to time on the class, "just a little bit of meaning, the younger generation thought that everyone can have a taste."

Ban Heng smoked his nose. This "everyone" only includes his sister alone? These little things are obviously the little girl like his sister. He is a big man, why not be interested in this.

Yin also guessed that Rong Rong was careful about this. She smiled and let Rong Rong sit down. "Today, thank you for reminding me."

Rong Rong shook his head: "The aunt said this, treating the younger generation as an outsider."

Ban Heng bowed his head and played the teacup in his hand. It was as if he was inside the class.

"Mrs, should I have lunch?" Ban Huai touched his stomach. "Get up early in the morning and have no chance to use tea."

"Already prepared," Yin told him that he always dismantled himself, and he was curious and funny, letting us wait for the face to wash their hands.

"Rong Boye, today is a good day, lunch is used in the garden, how do you feel?" Yin's wipe clean, turned to ask Rong.

“Guifu Garden is very beautiful, and dining here can make people feel refreshed,” Rong Rong nodded. “Everything has an aunt.”

"Yeah." Yin's nodded.

The food is quickly served on the table. It is light and spicy, sweet and salty, with a variety of flavors and flavors. Rong Rong found that although the population of the class is small, the taste is different. When I used to use rice, the class members didn't feel so casual. Now it seems that the class members are eating this aspect, and they really don't grieve.

There is also the class family who use the rice and do not use the slaves to serve, nor do they pay attention to the rules of eating, and nothing can talk about the gossip of the neighbors.

It seems that the last time he came to the inner court to use rice, the class members were more subtle, and now they have revealed their true colors.

Listening to them, he only knows that another mother-in-law likes to toss her daughter-in-law, who is not filial, and the topic is more shocking than when she came last time. It can be seen that when the family members are bored, they go. Listen to this.

"Yin, ah," after the satiated meal, Ban Huai Sai gave a cup of tea to the room, half-squinting: "The people in our family are so lazy, let you laugh."

The face of the eyebrows is unfolding, and the corner of the mouth is smudged with a smile: "No, very good."

The class members no longer concealed the true character to receive him, indicating that the class members have begun to value him.

Ban Huai sipped tea and looked at Rong Xiao and laughed.

"The younger generation has no elders, no children, and can eat with the uncle's family at the same table. For the younger generation, it is a kind of enjoyment," Rong Rong turned to look at the class, "I will get married in the future. If the uncle does not disregard, I also I will often bring the county owner back to eat."

The words "return" are heard in the class Huaier, it is incomparably ironed, so the marriage mentioned by Rong Rong seems to be no longer so repulsive. "After marriage, you two young people stay in the empty house, also It’s deserted. The yard at home will always be there for you, and you will come back when you want to come back.”

"Master," Yin did not think that Ban Huai had pushed her daughter out in three or two sentences. She scraped the lid of the teacup in her hand. "The marriage between Yan and Rong Bo has not yet set a date. early."

"Yes, yes." Ban Huai nodded again and again, in front of Yin, he had no position.

Rong Rong got up and made a big gift to the two people: "The younger generation knows that this will be a bit rude to say today, but the younger generation has to mention it. The body is not as good as one day, the prince is weak, the second prince is ambitious, and the younger generation is worried about the capital. There will be trouble."

Class family: Yes, not only will there be chaos, but it will also change the dynasty.

Rong Rong thought that the class members would be curious and panic, but in the face of their expressions of "so", Rong Rong had just said that he just said "Gong Xi Fa Cai, all the best."

"The uncle is very valuable. The younger generation is worried that someone will put an article on your house." Rong Rong frowned. "Please be careful in the future."

Ban Huai nodded, "Thank you for your support."

"In addition, the younger generation thinks that there will be a good day after the spring of next year," Rong Rong looked up at Yin and Ban, "The younger generation really wants to squat the county, and hopes to set the date earlier. If it is squatting... the younger generation is worried about the trouble later. ""

Ban Heng single-handedly squatted and looked at his face, and the real focus finally arrived.

When Ban Huai and Yin’s heard this, they did not immediately refute. Especially in the Yin family, she had a contemplative look on her face. After a long while, she looked at the class and suddenly smiled: "Yong Boye does not know, our class has never been a polite person. When are you and my girl? Marriage is indeed a big deal, but it’s not just that we have the final say."

In her view, marrying Rong Rong does have many benefits. First, the population is simple, and it is not necessary to marry the past. There are no elders on the top, and there is not so much attention on the rules. I don’t have to go up early to ask for an easy time. Let’s take a lazy character and let her wait for her mother to use rice every day. As a mother’s Yin As long as I think about it, I feel reluctant. The daughter she raised in her palm has never suffered from bitterness since she was a child. When she marries someone else's house, she suffers from it. How can she let her heart go?

Then there is the only way she has observed Rong Rong, who has a good temper and a broad mind. Her family's temper is not too good, marry a man with a better temper, the days can be comfortable and fascinating. If you are married, if the husband and wife get along with each other, but they are angry every day, and they are not good everywhere, what fun is there after the marriage?

The most important point is that Rong Rong has clearly understood the temperament of her, as well as her little hobbies. Sometimes his eyes are gentle.

As a mother, Yin wants a lot of things, but the only thing I want is that my children are just as good.

"The younger generation understands," Rong Rong smiled and looked at the class.

The class squatted up and looked up at the eyes, no tweaking, no dodging, just licking the beautiful eyes. "What day do you think is good?"

"After the spring of next year," Rong Xiao laughed. "At that time, the flowers bloomed, and the county owner was dressed in red. It must be the most beautiful bride in the world."

The class smiled and became a crescent moon.

Just when Rong Rong thought she would agree, the class smashed her head and looked cheesy. "I think again, at least... I have to match the eight characters, count the days, and talk about these things."

Rong Rong is not flustered: "I have already asked the people of Qin Tianjian to count, and there is no rush. February 26th next year is a good day."

"Hey..." Ban Yi didn't think that the movement of Rong Rong was so fast, she actually counted the days. She twisted her head and ignored it. "That, then you..."

"Then you should hire three media and six, and you will talk about the rules of the lecture." Ban Yi twisted his face and whispered. "It can't be fixed."

Rong Rong laughed, and the voice was soft like a spring breeze. It was scratching the itch of the ear of the class, and the tip of her ear began to redden.

"The county owner please rest assured, I will not let you suffer a little wrong in the rules," Rong Rong is not annoyed, but rather like to indulge the child is spoiled, "I am not anxious people, but the county owner is against me." The words are too important, I am reluctant to have a little negligence."

Ban Huai touched his chin next to him. Although Rong Rong was only his future son-in-law, his style of action was quite the same as his style.

Yin had a sip of tea and did not interrupt the two. She stood up. "I went to the back room to rest."

This attitude is almost no objection to the date of marriage in February next year.

"Madam, I will accompany you." Ban Huai supported Yin's hand and left Ban Heng.

"Uncle and aunt are walking slowly."

Ban Heng looked at his parents who had left, and looked at his sister and his future brother-in-law. He twisted his body uncomfortably, holding a teacup and bowing his head to drink tea, and he decided not to leave. He is a principled person, for example, not easy to get close to his sister.

Fortunately, Rong Rong knows that this is a class, and did not make too much action. In the face of Ban Heng’s eyes, he smiled helplessly at the class. “A few days later I will take a break, can I have time to go to the western suburbs with me?”

“Paper?” When the class heard it, it came to the spirit. “Okay, I like to go!”

Ban Heng coughed: "I will go too." When the parents were there, they were also called the sister of the county, and this would become awkward. This is not the face-changing trick of Zhangzhou.

Rong Rong smiled and looked at Ban Heng, and Ban Heng straightened his back.

"Many people are very busy." Rong said.

Ah.

Ban Heng Chao class smiled.

Rong Rong stayed in the class for nearly three hours before leaving. After leaving the class door, a guard outside was greeted: "Bo, the person of Qin Tianjian wants to see you."

The main post of Qin Tianjian is to observe the astronomical geography and to infer the change of climate from the changes of the astrological clouds. If they encounter a major natural disaster, they will also have to work part-time to pray for heaven, and there is no use, but there are people in the dynasties. Because the disaster was beheaded.

The people who are generally beheaded are not very lucky, because they are confronted with ghosts and gods, and those who think that Qin Tianjian should be praying for rain.

What kind of people are there in Qintian, some like to observe the stars, some people like to study what seismographs, Qin Tianjian's character level is not high, and the status in the DPRK is very common, only the nobles hold all kinds of birth characters When they let them infer numerology, they have a sense of existence.

The people of Qin Tianjian also feel aggrieved. They know how to observe astronomy and meteorology. It does not mean that they will be fortune-telling.

However, in the DPRK, there are not a few specialties that can't be mixed up. Therefore, the people of Qin Tianjian gradually learned a new skill, that is, the deduction of the birth of the eight characters, the numerology of metaphysics, not allowed to be unimportant, the important thing is to These nobles flickered.

Qin Dajian’s supervisor, Hu Daren, was only a small doctor who had been missing from the nine products. However, because he was young and he was a high-ranking person, he was trusted by the nobles. In just ten years, he became a The most qualified person of Qin Tianjian, many people see him, they must call him a Mr. Hu.

At the beginning, he became very happy with Cheng Anbo letting him calculate the characters of his birth. However, with a splay of words, he almost thought that his eyes were out of order, or that the characters were wrong.

However, no matter how he counts, this is clearly a very expensive but fatal life.

The poles of the phoenix with the phoenix fly, but there are signs of short-lived, especially the signs of short-lived, but the phase of Fengfei is illusory.

Life is gone, can you fly?

The prince has a prince, and if the prince is enthroned, the empress is the prince, and what is the lord of the Fule County? It is the second emperor who ascended the throne, and the second emperor’s dislike of the Fule County owner is not likely to make her a queen.

Explain that this county lord may be the latter kind of life.

Short-lived phase.

There is still a possibility, but he does not dare to admit it, or does not want to admit it.

He secretly sighed, thought about it, or decided to see him. How to say, he can also be regarded as a person attached to Rong Boye, these things can not be held in any way.

Rong Rong saw Hu Daren in his home. He went to the top and sat down: "Mr. Hu, is the character eight?"

"Rong Bo, my ability is not perfect, I am afraid..."

"I have never doubted Mr. Hu's ability. If there is anything to say, it is." Rong said, "I have a question that I asked you to set before, can you have a problem?"

"It was a good day to marry, but..." Hu Daren looked at Rong Rong in a dilemma. "The problem is the character of the Fule County."

Rong Han heard the frown: "What happened to her character?"

"Fule County's main character seems to be prominent, but there is a phase of life," Hu Daren worried that Rong Hao could not understand, added another sentence, "She will ... die under the edge of the blade."

With a slap in the face, my eyes suddenly became sharp: "Mr. Hu, I never believe in life, you should understand."

Hu Daren’s eyes on Shang Rong’s eyes, his heart trembled, and he got up and said: “Actually, the life of the Fule County’s lord still has a chance to change his life. Under the guise, he knows that the uncle does not trust these, but...”

"Let's say, what else is the opportunity to change your life?" Rong Rong interrupted Hu Daren's words.

"Feng life is alive, as long as the county main body takes the life of the phoenix, the natural fire is reborn, and there is no fear of all the sharp edges." Hu Daren yelled at Rong Rong. "But I think that this road is unreasonable. Grandpa, please think twice."

"You are talking about the Fule County Lord, or are you talking about me?" The smile on Rong Rong's face faded away. The white fingers touched the table, the tabletop tentacles were cold, and he lowered his eyes slightly. "Life is impossible." There is no Fengfeng in the Fule County. I have this life, and no one will be responsible for her."

"Bo Ye!" Hu Daren finally couldn't help but said, "I don't understand, if you want to achieve great cause, why should you marry such a woman?"

"Mr. Hu," Rong Rong looked at Hu Daren, his eyes were full of chill. "You want to intervene in my private affairs?"

"There is no such thing underneath," Hu Daren looked pale. "Now the people of the Second Emperor and the Prince's faction are moving in private, and there is an Evergreen King who can't figure out the movement. I am worried about you..."

"The Evergreen King is a wall grass," Rong Rong sneered. "There is ambition but no courage. I think it is very good, but the mind is clear."

Those who live well in this capital are not fools.

"This big event, the age is famous, the loser is stinking for a long time. Grandpa, please think twice." Hu Daren did not want to let the road go.

"Mr. Hu," Rong Rong looked at Hu Daren. "Not long ago, the abbot said the same thing as you."

Hu Daren suddenly snorted, he knows who the abbot said by the grandfather.

"I am very grateful to all of you who are willing to follow me, but there are things that I hope Hu Daren understands." Rong took a sip of tea and his tone was very cold. "What I don't like the most is that others are pointing to me."

Hu Daren’s palms ooze slightly and sweated: “It’s over the age.”

Rong Rong nodded. "If the class members come to ask, you only need to say that February 26 will be a good day. As for the other... don't mention a word."

"Yes." Hu Daren saw his grandfather look a little better, only to brave the courage. "Perhaps the person who is the leader of the Fule County is the grandfather."

Rong Rong looked a little stunned, and his fingers gently rubbed the tea: "Not maybe, but only me."

"Yes." Hu Daren discovered that he had been trembled with his feet, but he was too nervous, but he did not notice at all.

After Hu Daren left, Rong Rong picked up the eight-character comment on the red paper and watched it for a long time. Finally, he tightened the red paper tightly. From small to large, he did not believe in ghosts and gods, nor believed in destiny. He could only believe himself. .

"Come on!"

Du Jiu came in, "Bo."

"The second emperor can help a bunch of help." The red paint on the red paper was covered with a whole hand. He spread his palm and looked at the redness of his palm. He said slowly, "I want the second emperor." I should really like the gift I sent him."

"Yes."

The second emperor lives in Xisheli in the west of the palace. Compared with the palace of the class, the place is narrow and small. There are countless pairs of eyes staring at each other, living together, and two of them. The younger brothers of the teenagers, but these two younger brothers have never been in his eyes. They are not in the same place, and there is no difference in Jiang Luo.

Since Xi She was heavily guarded, he had been in the house for a long time, until the news that the father was seriously ill and the state was passed, he knew the seriousness of the situation.

If something happened to the father, let the prince get the big treasure, then his future days are not good. The people outside said that the Prince is kind and kind, not good-looking, courteous and courteous, but in his opinion, the Prince is not a person of love.

It is not good to say that the Prince is not beautiful, but I don’t like it on the surface, but there are countless women in the inside. Only the kind of woman who does not have a long brain will feel that the Prince just treats her as a sister. He also played with the Prince from a young age and regarded him as a good person.

"His Royal Highness," an insider hurried in and came to the second emperor. "The Yan family passed the news."

"Give me," the second emperor was busy picking up the note from the insider's hand. The note was very small, and he only wrote more than ten sons. But for the second emperor who has been guarded in the yard, this news is already precious.

The prince is supervising the country, the political situation is unstable, and the prince is unable to control.

After reading the note, the second emperor shredded the paper, soaked it in the tea, and poured the tea into the pot. "Interesting."

The insider saw that the second emperor was locked up for so long, and even laughed out loudly, scared to look up, thinking that the emperor was stupid.

"The temple, Your Highness?"

The second emperor looked up at the waiter: "What happened?"

The waiter shook his head: "The slave is just thinking, you can actually draw the four ministers."

"You said let them?" The second emperor sneered like a sneer. "Don't think about it, they are the faithful running dogs of the father." Otherwise, after they were seriously ill, they only called them four people to face the holy.

"They are only loyal to their majesty, and they do not mean that they are loyal to the prince," the servant whispered. "As long as the prince makes things that disappoint them, with the actions of these four adults, I can't stand such people to be the future emperors."

"Disappointed……"

The second emperor frowned, and the prince used to pretend that there was only one diverticulum in addition to the Prince. Although there was only one daughter under the knee, he was calm and calm, as if he was not in a hurry, but the literati seemed to love him. Exaggerate how good the Prince is.

How good is the Prince...

Yes, since these people like to praise the Prince, then let them boast, boast of death, slowly boast, praise the people in the world say that he is good, even the father is not to the extent.

He would like to see if the father can not afford a Prince who is "good" than him.

"His Highness, although the slave is not a real man, but the slaves usually see beautiful ladies, but they can't help but look at them more," said the servant. "His Royal Highness is a real man. How can he be indifferent to beauty?" ”

"You are right," the second emperor was happy. "The man who is indifferent to the beauty is not pretending to be Liu Xiahui."

The insider took a courtesy and said with diligence: "It is a matter of slavery for the priests."

People often take their own standards to look at others, and use this as a guideline. This is the case for the second emperor.

In the palace, the undercurrents are surging. Only the class members seem to be the only unresponsive greenhouse in the undercurrent. The classmates have to go out in addition to the number of times they go out. How can they live or not? The summer is coming, the class members are busy tailoring. I am going to wear plain clothes of one hundred and eight different beauty.

It is easy to sweat in summer, and the metal silver jewelry is not suitable. The color of the jewelry in previous years is too bright, not suitable for them to use now, what should be?

Buy, all re-buy.

Glass, sheep white jade, crystal clear crystal, these can be used.

Money is a thing outside of the body. If you don’t bring death, you can spend it soon. When you go to the house, it’s not cheap.

The class members have always felt that it is not a waste of things to spend, and it is not their style to put them in the house. The accounts, screens, and shades are replaced with the best plain gauze, which is both comfortable and comfortable.

When the books in the library were moved out to dry, the class was in the pavilion, watching the books in the yard, and could not help but be sleepy.

Ban Heng is better than her. He squats on the fence and yawns: "Sister, these books are really troublesome, can't be eaten, can't be used, and don't know who will be cheap for a few years. Don't wait. When Jun Junpo is resting, let him come and pick him up. He looks at those things and I will make them a dowry for you."

"Who wants this to be a dowry," Ban Yi is quite disgusted. "You might as well give me a few more Zhuangzi shops."

"That is also," Ban Heng nodded very much. "Zhuangzi shop is definitely not less. But the book is also necessary. In case my future nephew likes to read, isn't our family more talented?"

"What is a nephew, there is nothing wrong with the eight characters. You might as well think that your future child is a talented woman." Ban Yi squinted: "It is hot every day, and every day is sleepy."

"No, the weather is hot, I don't want to go anywhere," Ban Hengdao said. "When you look at the white flowers, you are a little dizzy."

"Shizi, the county owner," a small rush ran over, because he ran too fast, and stepped on the book that was drying on the ground. "The big thing is not good."

“What happened?” Ban Yi and Ban Heng sat up straight, see Xiao Xiao’s panic, and his face was serious.

"There was a message from outside, and Cheng Anbo and Yao Shangshu somehow angered their majesty. His Majesty actually let the guards hit the board of the two."

"What?" The class brows and wrinkles. "How is it now?"

"Cheng Aibo has been sent back to the government. It is said that the situation is not very good. The people of Cheng Anbo, have been looking for doctors everywhere."

Uncle, it’s going to be the next person to go to the doctor. Is it because the doctor in the hospital is not used, or is the person in the hospital afraid to go to the hospital to cure the wound?

How serious is this situation, will it be so big?

"Put the doctors raised in our house first," Ban Heng did not hesitate to say, "Hurry."

"Yes, this is a small horse." Xiao Yan should immediately turn and turn and run.

Ban Heng turned to look at the class: "Sister..."

"Go to Anbo."

After the class was cleared, he turned and walked into the sun.

Ban Heng did not hesitate to follow up.