Chapter 35 After Autumn Accounting

Fanyang, Shangji City.

In the past, Liang's mansion suddenly became lively. There were dozens of large and small carriages on Fengluan Street, all of which were thin-haired and bright. There is an endless stream of powerful officials or low-key families, and many of them are young talents who are expected to guide the rivers and mountains in the future.

"Hey, young master, what's going on with our family? Usually, these officials don't like our Liang family. What's the situation now? Xiao Wu rubbed his fat and short hands, and his white and fat cheeks showed an inexprehensive look. Many of the officials in power in the imperial capital opened their mouth to give you a five-grade official hat. Tut, what's the point of mind?

Xingchen held the divine knife in his arms and leaned on the porch. He looked at the powerful people meeting with his sister Liang Yuexin under the leadership of the housekeeper. His eyes were clear and uncertain.

This is the situation after leaving the ship of the lord of the city. The Liang family is thin. In addition, when they newly settled in Shangji City, their sister Liang Yuexin is often absent, and he is too lazy to deal with these scenes. Therefore, the Liang family has few friends with the powerful and nobles of Shangji City. In the eyes of many people, the Liang family is just a slightly richer merchant family, which is not worth making friends.

But now, these dignitaries have squeezed their scalps and gathered into the Liang family's house, making generous moves, precious jewelry, coral and emeralds are sent out at once. Celebrity calligraphy and painting collections are eager to move to the Liang family. This is more than that. An emperor's second-grade Shangshu said bluntly that if Xingchen has the idea of being an official in the Fanyang temple, he can do his best to pave the way to ensure that he can achieve more than three grades before the age of 30.

Three-grade officials, how many scholars in peacock menopao shake their heads all their lives until their white heads are eager and unreachable. How can he be a useless dung beworthy? Is it worth throwing such ** by these dignitaries who are more powerful?

If you have to explain, you can only be the lord of the city! The kind old man with the same color as his eyes seemed to favor himself. At his instructions, the Liang family seemed to have become a rich family that could dominate the changes of the situation in the future, which made these officials' attitudes change greatly, which was unexpected.

"Young master, you were injured by Li Qiuer and jumped into the lake. What should I say about this?" Xiao Wu's hands and five fingers were open and intertwined with each other, so fat that his eyes narrowed into cracks.

Xing Chen was silent, but held the knife in his arms tighter.

"From the small point of view, Li Qingqi owes his mother. Let's find an opportunity to do him!" Xiao Wuyin said that his hands were staggered and clenched into fists, gritting his teeth with hatred.

"It's just the three of us?" The stars took turns to look at the short fifth and the thin and silent sixth son, trying to imagine the scene of the two men holding knives and cutting each other with the Cang navy soldiers. Tut, it was unbearable, miserable and inhumane!

Xiao Wu looked as shy as when the little lady was teased, scratching her head and said, "If this is a real fight, you will definitely not be able to beat the warrior behind Li Qiuer, but we can make a trick!" The little man was strong. He took the sack and put it on the donkey's head and carried it away. He found a secluded corner. The young master and the sixth son were fierce and stuffy. Of course, they couldn't be beaten to death, just let the young master vent his anger!"

Liuzi smiled and nodded. Liuzi, who has always been calm and taciturn, actually agrees with such a crazy idea?

"Young master, anyway, there is now the lord of Shangji City to support you and pull up the tiger skin flag to do with him. What are you afraid of?" Xiaowu clenched his round fist and knocked on his chest, and he could see the ripples of meat on his body through his clothes. "If something goes wrong, who wants to shrink back this time..."

"Is it worse than pigs and dogs?" Xingchen raised a sharp sword eyebrow and said with a smile.

"This..." Xiaowu's face was embarrassed, and immediately changed to a bold loyalty: "Anyway, this time we should not only let the young master vent his anger, but also fight for the young master. Our young master is now full of knife skills, and the master is the best. We can't humiliate the young master any more as servants. I heard that there is no little sixth son talking about you!"

He kicked Liuzi with his short legs. Originally, he wanted to kick his buttocks, but I don't know whether he was too fat to lift his legs, or Liuzi was too high. He only kicked Liuzi's legs. Liuzi was not annoyed and smiled.

Xingchen's face was slightly gloomy, and his long hair on his forehead blocked his eyes. He couldn't see what the expression was. "If it was only Li Qingqi that forced me to jump off the lake this time, it would be nothing to pull it up. Anyway, it's well known that Li Qing Qiu and I don't like the road. Li Qingqi just forced Ning and I to jump into the lake and hurt me, and there was someone else!"

"Young master, why didn't you say it earlier? Why did you feel so wronged? Who on earth provoked you? The little one must beat him into a pig's head! He beat his father so much that he didn't even know him!" Xiao Wu rolled up his sleeves and said fiercely with his fist.

"The second prince of the empire is expected to sit on the dragon chair. Go and beat him to a pig's head!" Xingchen stared at Xiaowu and joked.

Sure enough, the smile on this guy's face froze like ice, like a wrinkled cotton.

"Young master, why does this involve a prince? Or is he expected to become an emperor? It's really hard to do!" Xiao Wu said with a sad face.

"Yes, so I didn't dare to tell my sister that a prince hurt me. I was afraid that she would be worried and that the Liang family would not be able to hold on. That's how I put up with this matter. We have to die with the royal family. We don't have enough! I can only hope that the second prince will not bite!"

"Young master, why can you have something to do with the second prince?" Xiao Wu said curiously.

Xingchen looked up at the courtyard where he often practiced knives, looked at the old tree, and looked at the high courtyard wall by the tree. Ning Zheng often climbed up from there and called his name, and then they would jump off the wall to play at night.

"Because of Ning Zheng" Xingchen said briefly that he didn't want too many people to know about Ning Zheng. The happy time with Ning Zheng should only belong to him!

Xiao Wu suddenly came up mysteriously and whispered, "Does the young master like Miss Ning Zheng?"

The star seemed to be poked in the center of the mouth with a knife, and it was like a tender bud being covered in the shadows, and then a handful of sunlight sprinkled, growing branches and leaves wrapped around uncontrollably.

Do you like Ning Zheng? Xingchen doesn't know whether this feeling is like or not. He likes to see Ning Zheng's smiling face. His clear eyes are like a pool of weak water. He likes to see Ning Zheng like a cat. He likes her to walk and jump, the thin ponytail of her head shakes, and the sentence she often says, 'Think about beauty when you are unhappy. Things, such as the beautiful me.'

Xingchen laughed when he thought about it.

"Young master, I don't understand these delicate feelings. I just feel that I like it, and there is nothing to hide. Miss Ning Zheng estimated that she was also from an aristocratic background. That temperament was not something that ordinary noble children could have, and the little one even felt that it was not too much to say that she was a princess. The second prince and Li Qingqi also thought that the young master and Miss Ning Zheng were too close to do this cruelty? Xiaowu's yin test asked.

"Well, that's how it should be! Ning Zheng said that she escaped. Her father wanted her to marry, but she didn't want to. Xingchen put down the divine knife and stood there with the hilt of the knife, leaning on the porch, like an extremely tired person.

One is the second prince of the empire who is expected to sit on the dragon chair, and the other is the seed of the general with the support of 150,000 vicissitudes behind him. What does he have? Is Xiaowu and Liuzi, the virtuous companion, loyal to him?

He took turns to look at the white, fat and short five and the thin and depressed six sons. These two goods are completely two extremes. If they were both masters who did not show their appearance, he would not be able to bear these alone.

"Hey, but the little one thinks it's nothing. Now Li Qiuer and the second prince don't like you and Miss Ning Zheng. In fact, they have lost half! They probably hate it so much that they can't wait for the people around Miss Ning Zheng to be themselves. What can they do if they sit on the dragon chair? What's the matter with 150,000 soldiers and horses? If you can't get Miss Ning Zheng's heart, you are not alone in the end! This time, it seems that you lost, but in fact, they were so angry that they jumped over the wall and bit! Let's see when we knock down this biting mad dog and stew it to eat meat!"

Xiao Wu said so much, but Xing Chen only heard a sentence - get Ning Zheng's heart?

Suddenly, I felt that the haze had dissipated and the rain had cleared up, and my heart became clear and unhappy. The pursuit of a woman is nothing more than a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry, and a promise to be rich and glorious. Who will care about what the woman thinks? The son of the sorghum thinks that he is shaded by his ancestors and fathers. As long as he opens his mouth high, he can be a beautiful woman to send him away.

Ning Zheng is by no means such a secular woman. Her heart is like the most thorough spring, which can't tolerate those dirty and secular things. Looking at her eyes, you can know what she is thinking. When she is happy, she laughs and jumps. When she is unhappy, she scolds him for being stupid. When she has delicious food, she claps her hands and shouts. When she sees her favorite gadget, the first thing that comes to mind is to show her...

How can such a simple-minded woman be married as a victim of marriage between big families?

Xingchen held the god in his hand particularly tightly, his nails were buckled into the meat, and his bones turned white.

It's a pity that the string of shell bells given to him by Ning Zheng was lost. Maybe it was too panicked and accidentally lost by the man in black that night!

Then find a gadget for Ning Zheng, which is counted as his intention?

Xingchen smiled at the corners of his mouth, and the October autumn wind suddenly became gentle. He turned around and walked outside the Liang house, and his steps were much lighter.

"Where is the young master?"

The stars ignored it and walked away.

Little five eyes sent the stars away and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. "Actually, the young master is not bad, and he is good for women. I am optimistic about him and Miss Ning Zheng."

The taciturn sixth son rarely opened his mouth, "It's clear, Ning Zheng, the full name is Huangfu Ningzheng, the daughter of Emperor Fanyang Ming, and the title is Princess Ningzheng."

"Tut, the young master's vision is really good!" Xiao Wu laughed and said, "It depends on how capable the owner of Shangji City is. Since the old man opens such a big mouth, it depends on whether the royal family sells his face. However, the young master was chased by the second prince and forced to jump into the lake by Li Qingqi. This can't be done! The young master is kind-hearted and doesn't want to cause trouble to the young lady. Why don't we help the young master vent his anger?

The thin sixth son smiled, and his deep eyes showed a fierce light. "The injury on my body is almost healed!"

"People often settle accounts after autumn. I can't wait until winter! Fat people hate winter the most. They dress round like balls and can't run!" Xiaowu's short fat hands rubbed the fat meat on his face, like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.