MTL - A Seductive Gentleman-Chapter 32 He Bo married (2)

Three days later, Huaiyu came.

Ming Changyan is playing with needles in the yard. Last time, there were dozens of fake moon needles that he pulled from Aunt Chun's neck. Recently, he felt that his vitality was gradually flowing. Although it was impossible to find out, it was enough to please him. Just after a little improvement, the Ming feast can't wait to be fiddled with.

However, I do n’t dare to make big moves. In my spare time, I still have a lot of power to use needle embroidery.

When Tianqing was poor and impoverished, let alone embroidery, he had even done the work of matching matchboxes. However, embroidery is the fastest way to make money. Because Ming Shaoxia uses the best needles, superb skills, and various patterns, the 13 tricks of Ghost Gate are extremely delicate and used for embroidery. Although it is a small task, the finished product is amazing.

The lady of Lin'an Prefecture, whoever buys embroidery for Ming Shaoxia in some big families. However, everyone only knows that this embroidery is sold by people in Tianqing, and who is embroidering it is unknown.

After a lapse of many years, the Ming feast picked up the old line again, starting with embroidery, slowly recovering the feel of the needle. Not used for a long time, a little rusty, lack of stamina when controlling the thread, and it is worthy to fall through several needles.

With a jingle, the silver needle fell to the ground.

Huai Yu just stopped, he picked up the needle, stared at Ming Changyan for a long time, but refused to speak.

Ming Changyan sighed secretly in his heart. Haha smiled and said, "Aren't you angry with me?"

Huai Yu snorted, "What are you doing?"

He looked, and the Ming feast was sitting on a wooden bench, with an embroidery frame in front of him, with a rectangular flower hoop on it, tightly stretched with a piece of soft white satin, and the pattern was already embroidered for most of it.

Ming Chang feast put down his needle and propped his chin: "Embroidery. Haven't you seen it?"

Huai Yu didn't answer. Ming Changyan laughed and said, "Oh, you haven't seen men embroider. But women can't embroider. I can't embroider better than them!"

On the soft satin, there is a lifelike white deer. There is a faint imagination surrounded by clouds, and the clouds are clustered. It should be a good embroidery of white deer treading on the snow. A stick figure standing on the back of the fork and eight forks can be seen from the crane pattern on the side and the gesture of cheeky teeth on the face, embroidered by Huaiyu.

Ming Changyan picked up the scissors and clicked twice to cut the soft satin. Picking up the needle again, it was inlaid with a gold edge three or two times.

Huai Yu looked up and smiled at the Ming Chang Yan: "Don't be angry. I'll send it to you!"

Although Huai Yu looked very unsightly, she took the handkerchief, shoved it into her arms, and said coldly, "Are you going to Guangling?"

The Ming banquet closed the embroidery frame, and put the moon needle into his arms: "Go. Will you still refuse me? Take your hands soft, Xiao Huaiyu."

After a while, Huaiyu took a lot of effort to relax. "Okay, you can go with me, but I have a request, you must listen to me."

The Ming feast of the Ming dynasty was startled and stunned: "Do you really want to take me with you? I will go to Guangling with you as an identity. If the emperor pursues it in the future, he will run away with his wife."

He said halfway, stopped, and lay on the table with a smile.

Huai Yu said fiercely: "What's so funny?"

The smile of Ming Changyan was still in his mouth, "Smiles are always open, good luck. Is it a good idea to smile? I didn't expect that you would really take me to Guangling."

Huai Yu said, "Whatever takes you there."

The long feast of the Ming dynasty smiled happily, and quickly complimented: "No matter how small the country is, the dignified and noble, the gentleman naturally follows everything you want, everything is like your heart, I listen to everything!"

After he said it, he asked, "Has everything been arranged in the palace?"

Huai Yu said: "Well. This is not your concern, when do you plan to go to Guangling?"

Ming Chang Yan said: "Of course, the sooner the better."

The two discussed for a moment and decided to set off with the small adult in the ceremony department. Cheng Mingli heard that Xiao Guoxiang was going all the way with him, and he prepared the carriage with sincerity. All the way, there was no stopping. Two days later, the group reached Guangling. Taiping prosperous along the way, there is no plague, only enter Guangling City, this is where the white magpies flutter.

The long feast of the Ming Dynasty jumped out of the car lightly. He had wanted to pony his own horses, but unfortunately, he had to do nothing. The clothes were prepared for him by Huaiyu. They were the same as the long black clothes he had worn before. As soon as I got out of the car, the death of Guangling City rushed towards us, and the county official Zhu Chuankang greeted him on his knees, leading everyone to rest in the inn.

Along the way, the beggar was lethargic along the street, no one controlled. On the way, the white papers were flying and the coffins were full of fear.

Cheng Mingli sighed: "I thought that the report of the memorial was just an exaggeration. I did not expect that Guangling was even more miserable than described in the discount."

Ming Chang feast said: "There is **** on earth."

Zhu Chuankang explained: "The plague started this summer. It started with Zhou Juren in town. He was released from the township test a few months ago. He got a lift and returned to Zhouzhuang on the way back to Yandang River. He had a fatal life and had a high fever when he returned. Mrs. Zhou first went to Zhouzhuang's Barefoot Lang to see a doctor, and opened a few prescriptions and ate for half a month.

"Later, his family sent another child to come to me. I and he were brothers in the world. The teacher who supervised his township test was a student of my father. I took the money and went to Wulingzhong in Guangling. Seeing him, Wu Langzhong's teacher was on duty at Taiji Hospital, and adults Xiaocheng may have heard his name. Therefore, he was the best Lang among our Guangling. He went to see his illness. Not only was he cured, but healed. Terrifying. "

Huaiyu corrected: "The discomfort and aging is not the beginning, but it has already occurred halfway through. At first, the disease was particularly agitated. It was like chicken blood, and I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and my energy was nowhere to vent. Then I began to slowly decline. And then rigidity. "

After listening to Chu Chuankang, he did not notice the appearance of the disease at first. Hearing to Huaiyu, he suddenly realized: "Adult is right, I didn't notice this."

Hearing here, Ming Changyan interjected, "Did he become stiff, unable to recognize his eyes, and unable to move his mouth? In the end, the five internal organs ulcerated, his appearance was exhausted, and he looked 70 or 80 years old after death?"

Zhu Chuankang said: "Exactly. I have never seen this kind of disease. If it is a general epidemic, you only need to lock up the person who has the disease to cure it, but ..."

Ming Changyan asked, "But what?"

Zhu Chuankang said: "But the town's wishing witch uses a turtle shell to make a hexagram, saying that Zhou Juren fell into the Yandang River that night and disturbed the river **** of the Yandang River. The river **** was angry, and the plague came to punish the world, only for the river Bo Xun, a good woman, married to He Bo as his wife can calm his anger. "

A long feast in the Ming dynasty said: "No shit, nonsense!"

Cheng Ming said, "Brother Zhu Shi, this ridiculous innocent death of a girl, why don't you stop it?"

Zhu Chuankang said: "If I can stop the success, I would have already started. The people in Guangling City are heartbroken. I wish the witch to use the word of God and Ghost to make the people good and evil. If I stop, it is bureaucratic power. No To conceal the adults, within January, four riots have occurred in Guangling, which is incompetent. "

Ming Chang feasted: "You don't need to blame yourself, the Central Plains superstition has not been brought up by the emperor, nor is it a day or two. At a critical juncture, doctors do not work, want to live, not just rely on gods and Buddhas."

Zhu Chuankang glanced at him and saw that Ming Changyan was dressed well and spoke so freely. Opening your mouth to shut is how the emperor is, and what the emperor should be. The key is that there are only a few people present who feel that he is disrespectful, and the rest are as if not heard.

The four stopped in the downstairs of the post, and the guards in charge of Cheng Mingli were already waiting.

Ming Changyan did not plan to go upstairs, but smiled and said, "Huaiyu, this is your old business. Walk around, let's go and see that witch!"

Just two steps later, he was pulled by Huaiyu's collar and dragged back.

Ming Chang feast used both hands and feet, shouting miserably: "Kills!"

Zhu Chuankang was surprised: "This ..."

Cheng Mingli has been walking with Huaiyu and Ming Changyan for the past few days, and now he is accustomed to seeing this. The old **** is waving his hand: "Anyway, trivial matter."

Huai Yu took his collar seriously and dragged it up to the second floor. The two long legs of the Ming feast squeaked loudly, posing a gang of imminent death. Cold, with a loose neck. Ming Chang feasted: "Arrogant! What kind of temper are you playing!"

Huaiyu sat at the table frankly and got a cup of tea.

The Ming feast in the room was silent for a while, determined to erupt in silence, so he lifted his feet and walked towards the door. At the door, Huaiyu said coldly, "I won't let you go."

"No reason!"

"It's you who keep your promise." Huaiyu stood up and said, "In short, you can only listen to me now."

The long feast of the Ming Dynasty secretly said: A good-looking little bunny, if it wasn't for this young man who can't beat him now, he would have been hung up!

He said, "Why should I listen to you?"

Huai Yu seemed angry, snorted, and ignored him. Lying heavily on the bed, pulling the quilt up and covering his head, a moment later, a dull cry came from the quilt: "You think."

Ming Changyan had to sit back on the stool and sighed, thinking to myself: I really did n’t have such a hard time marrying a wife home.

After thinking about it, I comforted myself: he grew up in the palace from an early age, and it was inevitable to be proud. Since I wanted to be a friend with him, and how old he was, he would naturally be more patient.

So comforting myself, the Long Banquet could not help but think along Huaiyu's thinking: Where did he promise him to listen to him.

In the end, this was incredible, and turned out countless old accounts, all of which were a few humorous words that he kept talking about in order to leave the palace.

Arms such as: recognize others as the elder brother, the elder brother said one or two; everything goes as you please, everything as your heart, everything listens to you.

Ming Changyan couldn't laugh or cry. He said these words just because his mouth was quick, but his mind was a good word. I don't know why Huaiyu is so real, all of them went to my heart. I still remember that now, I want to settle accounts with him.

He confessed that he was wrong, and now he was even more afraid to walk out of the room and simply sat beside the bed, tearing Huaiyu's quilt.

"Hey, brother, brother Huaiyu, brother Huaiyu, dear brother, I was wrong, this time it was really wrong."

"Well, Huaiyu, are you asleep?"

"Okay, you're right. I listen to you all right?"

In the quilt, finally there was some movement.

Huai Yu finally sat up with compassion and glanced at him slowly as a sign of forgiveness.

Ming Chang Yan swears: "Remember it! Don't dare to forget it!"

After he vowed, a noise was heard from downstairs. The two stayed at the inn, located in the center of Guangling City, opposite a Yijia Inn. There are five places in Zhongyuan for people to eat and drink. One of them is top-level and comfortable.

Before Guangling was plagued, it was a trading city, so there was also a first-class hotel. The Ming banquet is familiar with these. It came from Kyoto and was informed by Xiaocheng adults. There is a rumor in the adult Xiaocheng: The small country is like this person. No matter how expensive or delicious the meals are, they never come together for more than three sips.

Huaiyu does not eat dinner, but loves snacks. Pastry pine nuts, filled with a parcel, eat from Guangling from Kyoto, never saw him stop. He probably felt that this was too childish, so to protect his face as a big brother, Huaiyu almost always secretly ate a long feast. Unfortunately, Ming Shaoxia's gaze was like a torch, and his little tricks had been explored long ago. It was just that he didn't say anything, but also observed for many days, and concluded that the young ancestor's favorite food was osmanthus cake.

At this moment, the noise of downstairs was coming from the doorstep of the inn opposite. Ming Changyan pushed the windows to look around, and had a panoramic view on both sides of the street. Four monks, dressed in black and white zen clothes, pressed a man in black to the ground and beat up.

Ming Chang Yan smiled slightly and said, "The old bald donkey at Xiaohan Temple. The enemies have a narrow road. Why did they run into them as soon as they came out!"

One of the monks said, "Get him back!"

Ming Chang Yan hushed: "Look, is this a monk's compassionate pie, it's just Qiu Ba!"

When Huai Yu listened, he suddenly asked, "What is Qiu Ba?"

Ming Chang Yan laughed, and suddenly jumped down from the third floor. Huai Yu reached out and grabbed only a piece of clothing, and soon, the clothing angle slipped out of his hand. The long feast of Ming Dynasty came to the ground, without saying a word, he lifted his feet and shivered. Each of the three monks kicked his feet as fast as a lightning strike. The monk fell fart and swelled with anger and climbed up with a wand in his hand indicating a long feast.

He clapped his hands, very arrogant, very domineering, and very unreasonable.

In his busy schedule, he took the time to look up and grinned at Huai Yu: "This is Qiu Ba."

After all, indiscriminate, one punch greeted the old monk's head.

The author has something to say: Unlock one of Zhaozhao skills: Embroidery

This is a boudoir pleasure that he used to develop in his spare time.

In fact, it is the skills that have to be developed for the living to support the family. 】

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