MTL - The Wife is First-Chapter 14 Ome
Jing Hao’s eyes lit up and moved to the wife’s side: “What is the standard? What is it?” He did not have a clue about the rumors. He only thought that he would converge on the crimes. Recently, he’s low-key, and the rumors will naturally Slowly passed.
"The so-called standard is the rumor itself; the so-called present is the person who spreads this rumor, or a group of people." Mu Hanzhang looked up at him and saw him understand, then went on, "The next thing to solve is the rumor itself. The so-called public money, the more passed, it will become true, perhaps now the father will laugh, after a few years may not be."
"Jun Qing!" Jing Hao grabbed the hand holding the wine cellar. At this moment, he almost thought that Jun Qing was born again, but immediately denied the idea, otherwise how could he not see the difference between himself and the previous life? . But if Junqing is not born again, then his vision and wisdom can't be underestimated!
"Wang Ye?" Mu Hanzhang is not clear, I don't know how this person suddenly took his hand.
"You are willing to help me, I am so happy." Realizing that his behavior was a bit awkward, Jing Hao was busy explaining a sentence, but did not let go of the hands of others.
Some of the people who were arrested lowered their eyes uncomfortably and took their hands back: "I have already married you, who can help you?"
"Jun Qing..." Jing Hao looked at the person in front of him. This person has the talent of the world, but he is forced to marry him. Not only does he not harm him, but he also helps him to make suggestions. The past life is really stupid. . I couldn't help but reach out and hold Mu Hanzhang tightly into my arms. "In this life, if you don't give up, my scenery will not be yours."
Mu Hanzhang leaned on his chest and couldn't understand why this person was suddenly so excited. Isn't it a place to talk here, he deliberately interrupted himself? Imagine that this is a restaurant, and there are many people with misunderstandings. The next words can't be said easily, so I stopped my words: "Let's eat first."
"Yes, you must be hungry, come eat first." Jing Hao remembered that they had not had lunch yet. Li Yanqing ordered a good dish at the table. He did not move a chopstick and went to find Ren Feng. Now, this dish will not be eaten anymore.
The two used rice and were not in a hurry to return home. Jing Hao took his own family to walk on the street and enjoy a walk. Both of them are handsome and extraordinary people, a cold and clear, a gentle and jade, still holding hands in the street, (although Jing Hao forced to hold people, not to let people pass,) attracted passers-by.
"Where are we going?" Mu Hanzhang reluctantly allowed him to pull, and it was not good to call him Wang Ye outside, but he had to skip the title.
"Go to the south of the city." Jing Hao said that he turned into a shop, said that two pounds of fried melon seeds, and pulled him in the alleys, and finally found a shop that looks quite old.
The shop has no name, only a piece of raft is hung on the wall, and the two lines of the book are written: "Lang rides the bamboo horse and makes the green plum around the bed."
Crossing the threshold, entering the store, the things in the store are made of bamboo, cleaned, the floor of the store is not paved, all the land, the four corners of the house actually planted live bamboo, looks very elegant and quiet.
"Good place." Mu Hanzhang could not help but sigh.
"Ha ha ha, the son does not despise the shop is simple, it must be a gentle person." A quite hearty woman's voice came from the back door, I saw a woman in a red dress, about thirty years old holding A jar came in from the backyard.
"Mei girl, don't come innocent." Jing Hao seems to be familiar with this place, laughing and greeting the boss.
Mei girl? Mu Hanzhang looked at the people around him with a bit of weirdness. This woman clearly wore a skirt worn by a woman. Moreover, she was already Xu Niang’s age, and she was still called a beautiful girl. It was really contemptuous!
Jing Hao returned to him with an innocent look and took him to the front of the wine cabinet.
"You kid, it's still not big or small." The proprietress put down the jar and walked behind the high counter. "What do you want?"
"A small bottle of green plum wine, then two wine cellars." Jing Hao took out a piece of silver and placed it on the bamboo counter.
"Hold!" The boss took the money, put a bottle of wine and two wine cellars into the small bamboo basket and threw it to him. She looked up and looked at Mu Hanzhang and smiled. "This son has some eyes, but The son's temperament is extraordinary, it must be a scholar. Next time you come to buy me, I will give you a cheaper one."
Jing Hao was not happy, and took the people around him into his arms: "He is my new wife, you want to hit his idea!"
"Fast and fast, the next time you receive twice the money!" The boss suddenly changed her face, holding a bamboo strip on the counter, and Jing Xiao smiled and took her own Wang Hao and quickly left.
"This store..." Mu Hanzhang frowned, feeling so strange.
Jing Xiao smiled and stuffed the paper bag holding the melon seeds into his hand. He took the plum wine and made a hand to continue pulling him: "This is a long story."
The woman surnamed Mei, is an orphan, and the man next to him is also an orphan. The two are dependent on each other. The girl has a family-owned winemaking technique and makes wine at home. The boy takes it out and sells it to maintain the second. Human livelihood. When the man was sixteen years old, he said that he had come to marry her after he had made a meritorious deed. When Jingjing was in the army, the man had become a pioneer. He always stupidly saved the silver that was sent to him, saying that he was going home to marry his young girl. It is a pity that in the second year of Jingjing’s army, the man died in the battlefield, and Mei’s girl never married.
After finishing the story, the two have already reached a peach blossom forest. March is the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom. When Mu Zhangzhang returns to the gods, he will see the blossoming peach blossoms and the endless bright pink, which will continue to the horizon.
"It's beautiful..." Mu Hanzhang said softly, the scenery is beautiful, and the story is beautiful. Unfortunately, the ending of the story is like this pink, and finally it can only follow the wind.
Jingjing saw that he was a little depressed. He hugged him from behind and put his chin on the shoulders of the people: "Wang Da Ge is a good person. When I first entered the military camp, I couldn’t eat the rough food in the military camp. I was hungry for several times. He didn't know me. It was Wang Ye, but he still secretly caught the bird to bake for me to eat." So, he has been secretly taking care of the girl.
"Wang Ye is actually very kind." Mu Hanzhang raised his mouth slightly.
Jing Hao secretly smiled, kind? He doesn't think that the word has anything to do with him. He just has a good grace and a hatred. However, if this can change Junqing's impression of him, then let him think so.
Pulling his own king, he walked toward the depths of the peach blossoms. After a while, a delicate pavilion appeared in front of him.
"So good place, why not see others?" Mu Hanzhang took the paper bag apart and gave each of them a cup of green plum wine.
Jing Hao smiled. This garden is a private garden of his brother, Jing Jing. Naturally no one dares to come in casually. Just before Jun Qing listened to the story too seriously, I did not notice that they entered a small moon gate, and there were guards guarded on both sides of the moon gate.
Mu Hanzhang heard the words, only to understand why he brought himself, the outsiders can not enter here, the surrounding is very empty, naturally not afraid of people eavesdropping, so they continue the unfinished topic in Juxianlou.
"If the prince really does not intend to be a big person, then the reputation will not be rushed back." Mu Hanzhang took the glass, this cup is made of bamboo, not worth the money, but very interesting, "but can not let it The best way to pass it on is to curse it!"
"What do you mean?" Jing Haotou heard that there is still such a way, and can not help but move forward together.
"People who spread rumors are nothing more than the achievements of the sorrowful prince. Then find an opponent that Wang Ye hates, and write some bad things about him. It's not important to be true or false. It's ugly," Mu Hanzhang's beautiful eyes picked up slightly. It seems that there are some points. "The people will not be true or false. As long as it sounds terrible, they will pass on it. When it comes to the rumors of the prince, it will naturally be forgotten."
Jing Yan’s eyes widened. It seems that Jun Qing is guessing that the source of the rumor is one of his two brothers. It may also be the queen, since they can make up the mess, then they can!
"Ha ha ha ha, really a word to wake up the dream, Junqing, you are much worse than me!" Jing Hao laughed, but also fortunate, if it is not his stupid little sister who helped the queen, It is the person in front of him. He is afraid of dying for many years in his previous life.
"Chen is nothing more than a matter of fact." It was said by Jing Jing that Mu Hanzhang was somewhat uncomfortable, subconsciously aggravating the strength of the Capricorn Cup, but unexpectedly the edge of the bamboo was not carefully polished, and a thin bamboo pole was tied into the finger. The sharp, sharp pain caused him to raise his eyebrows, looking down, and a drop of rounded blood beads had already emerged.
"Jun Qing!" Jing Yan immediately came over, grabbed the injured hand, and skillfully pulled out the spike.
"Oh..." Ten fingers and even the heart, Mu Hanzhang could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, more blood beads emerged from the wound, but Jing Hao's next move made him even exclaimed and forgot.
Jing Yan looked at the jade-like fingers and kept bleeding. He distressedly included it in the entrance, smashed the blood beads, and sucked twice, preventing the fine thorns from staying in the meat. When he looked up, Mu Hanzhang’s face was already red and bloody. Seeing him look over, he lowered his eyes in a panic.
Jingjing realized how much his behavior was, and looked at the peach petals behind the wind. He only felt that the people who were ashamed in front of him were beautiful. I couldn't help but take my own king who was about to smoke, and kissed him in the back of his head.
"Oh..." The hot lips touched and grinded on their lips. The sneak attacked Mu Hanzhang didn’t resist, but when a soft thing stretched out and tried to open his teeth. He was really stunned. "Wang Ye... um..." Just wanted to speak, and the flexible guy took the opportunity to drill in and gently swept over the soft upper jaw. The body was shaken by this strange feeling, and Mu Zhangzhang did not know where to come from, and pushed Jing Jing out.
Jing Hao was not prepared, but was pushed out by a pavilion, subconsciously reaching out to catch the peach tree, but unexpectedly the branch was wormed, and the bang was broken. So, handsome and majestic, warfare, good-hearted, the wife of the wife of Chitose ... fell into a four-legged!
