MTL - I Am This Type of Woman-Chapter 111 city

"Counter, my grandfather, please go here."

The prostitute carrying the lantern led the way ahead, and Rong Rong took the hand of the class, bypassed the nine-turn corridor, and came to the courtyard of Banyan.

The yard was very delicate, and despite the heavy snow cover, it was still clear that the owner of the house had spent a lot of energy when designing the yard.

The prostitute pushed open the door, the house was cleaned very cleanly, and the red gauze was embroidered with various patterns of pomegranate and other auspicious patterns. The class squatted and looked at the beggar behind him: "Leave a few people to serve, others will retreat."

"Yes."

The prostitutes ignited the candlelight in the house, and gave a ritual to the class, and they retired.

"I entered the woman's mortuary for the first time," Rong Rong went to the bed and looked at it. He found a small lattice on the bed. When he opened it, he saw some small mouths inside. He turned his head and shouted at the class. "It's very interesting." Go back and let them do it according to this."

"Nothing, I am married to the trampoline in the past, and I made a small lattice on it," Ban said to wash his face and put on a tolerant and comfortable nightgown. "Wash and sleep."

Rong Rong saw her in the feet, and went over and squeezed her feet into the same big basin.

"Don't squeeze with me," Ban said on his feet. "There is no shortage of water at home."

“Save water,” Rong Li said with arrogance. “It’s not easy to run around in such a cold day.”

"Grandfather, there is warm water on the stove in the wing." A small, honest opening, "No trouble."

"Nothing, I will use it with your homeowner." The excuse was pierced, and Rong Rong did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he gently scratched the palm of his hand with his toes. The squad couldn’t help but stepped on his feet.

Soak your feet and let the squatting squatting on the bed. The bed had been warmed up by the soup, and the class huddled in the bed and yawned: "It’s already gone, sleep."

Rong Rong took her into her arms and saw that she was really sleepy. She kissed her in her eyebrows: "Be a good dream."

Banyan arched in his chest and listened to his heartbeat, and slept heavily.

"Even if you look like a fairy, you will reverse the sentient beings, but your feelings can't be reluctant. You let me go and let go of yourself."

"What do you think is worthy of letting go or not letting go?" The woman in red is riding on the horse, the proud chin is slightly raised, and his eyes are like watching another unrelated passerby, "to roll Just roll, don't talk in front of me, telling the cry. I was willing to make a marriage contract with you, but I have a few looks. You are elope with others today, I will not stop you, I hope you both have no regrets. One day."

"Thank you for the magistrate of the county, Xie will not regret it."

"Hey," the woman on the horse laughed, her eyes full of ridicule. "Man like you, I have seen more in the book."

She threw a small bag to the woman standing next to him: "This thing is my thank you. If it weren't you, I can't know what kind of thing this man is."

In the glimmer of the morning sun, she was ruddy, with a smile on her lips, a pair of brilliant eyes, but full of chill.

"The second son, the second son, the big son is hot again, the doctor said that the situation is not good, you are going to squat."

Xie Qilin opened his eyes and the sky outside the window was not bright. He heard the eager voice of Xiaoyan, hurriedly put on a big cockroach, and even the robe was too late to wear, then he opened the door and went out.

"How is your big brother?"

"I used a little porridge last night, and my spirits are still good. I know that this time I will start the heat." Xiaoyan took the lantern and walked on the snow with a shallow foot. Now the sky is still not bright. The people in the house are still sleeping, and no one is going to shovel these snow.

"What about the doctor?"

"Several doctors and doctors who came outside are there," Xiao Xiao came back and forth several times and spoke with a gasp. "That is, they said that the situation is not very good."

Xie Qilin’s face changed and his steps went faster. Walking into the eldest brother's yard, he heard the mother's crying and the snoring of his father's anger.

"We have spent a lot of money to hire you. Are you rewarding this way? You are still blaming yourself, why can't you even cure my child?!"

"Father!" Xie Qilin worried that his father was too sad. When he spoke, he was guilty of reckless consequences. He offended these doctors and did not benefit the big brother. Now Big Brother still depends on them for treatment. They can't afford to be guilty of these people.

"Zhong Pingbo," the two doctors stood up, and one person looked cold. "The two of us are not well-educated, but they are also the doctors raised by Fule County. They are not the people of Zhongping Bofu. As the saying goes, playing dogs. To see the master, I may wait for the dog to be inferior to the dog in the eyes of the grandfather, but only the Fule County is responsible for our share, not the grandfather."

"The uncle asked for the door on the day of the county's big wedding. The softheart of the county allowed me to come and go for the treatment of your son. But it does not mean that I will ask you to blame," added another doctor. "Since Zhongping Bo Not the medical skills of both of us, then we will leave now."

"Two doctors, please stay," Xie Qilin walked up to the two people and yelled at them. "My father is in a hurry, and there are many offenses in words. Please understand."

"Sorry, Xie Ergongzi, our brothers and two are not good people. If you are loyal to us, you will not put our county magistrate in your heart. As the saying goes, the tyrants die and the humiliation is shameful. Xie Er The son does not have to say more, leave!"

The two doctors said this, and no matter how Xie Qilin cried, he walked away.

Xie Qi looked at the backs of the two men in a sly look, and could not say a word. The people in the class have always been like this, and good words will give you a little face, but if someone hits their face, they will put the person’s face on the ground, and even the next person will maintain the owner very much. The style of the military commander family.

"Father," Xie Qilin walked in front of Zhong Pingbo. "How is Big Brother?"

Zhongping Bo’s face shook his head and shook his head. He said: “The beginning of the life, the last regret for the father is to let your sister marry Ning Wang, let our family be tied to the ship of Ning Wang.”

Xie Qilin looked at Xie Zhongjin, who was still unclear on the bed, and suddenly said: "Then our family got off his boat."

Zhong Pingbo's face changed greatly. He shivered his lips. The whole person curled up in the chair, dark and dull.

There is no dream overnight, and when Rong Rong wakes up, the sky is already bright. He saw that the class was still asleep, carefully pulled out his arm, put on his robe, and walked lightly to the outside, letting us wait for the wash.

Ban Heng came in, seeing Rong Rong dressed neatly sitting on the outside chair, pressing down the blind man and asked: "Sister, my sister is still asleep?"

Rong Rong nodded and got up and walked outside the door. "Heng Di, can you take me in the yard?"

Ban Heng nodded. "There is snow outside. After using the breakfast, I will take you around to see."

"There is work."

Ban Heng has some uncomfortable scratching his back: "What, don't be so polite with me. We don't pay attention to this. You will get along with us for a long time, you will understand. The rules are for others to see, from family In private, how come you feel."

Rong Yan heard and said: "No wonder you will be so cute."

The class shook his shoulders and shook his shoulders. What kind of eyes should he look like to make his sister cute? It’s a fact to praise his sister’s beauty, but to say cute...

This is probably the legendary lover in the eyes of Xi Shi, anyway, his younger brother can not say such a violation of the words, always feel that the conscience can not get through.

When it was time to use the morning meal, the class had not yet gotten up, and Yin was somewhat embarrassed to say: "Yin, let you see a joke."

"Mother-in-law, it is a blessing to sleep," Rong Rong told Yin. "It’s fine to let you sleep for a while."

Yin’s laughed twice and it’s hard to say anything more. If Rong Rong is a guest, she can also learn a few words from the class. It can be seen in this way. It is really not to feel sleepy. If this continues, what will the girl be lazy?

After using the meal, Ban Heng took the opportunity to wander around the yard of the class.

"These small courtyards have no people to live in. There are few women in our family. These small hospitals are not used, so two yards have been built into study rooms and orchards, and other yards have been locked up." Ban Heng took the opportunity to enter. The orchard, which is planted with orange trees, has a few oranges scattered on the branches. These oranges are not too good, just red oranges look gratifying. These fruits were not picked, so most of them were cooked on the ground, and the rest were hung on the branches, but when they came closer, these fruits were not very good, and there was no vitality.

"The grandmother's princess house has an orchard, which is said to be because her grandfather likes it. Later, after our family moved into Houfu, we also got such a garden according to the appearance of the princess palace. Unfortunately, grandmother rarely came to this garden." An orange was picked up from the branch, and the outer skin was peeled off. The orange meat had no moisture and became dry white.

"I still want to give you a taste. It seems that I can't eat it." Ban Heng threw the orange into the snow and turned his head. "My sister is about to wake up, let's go back."

Rong Rong looked at this orange forest. "Do you like this forest?"

"She used to bring me to the woods to play, but also to catch the summer 蝉 on the tree to scare me," Ban Heng walked out of the orchard with Rong Rong, his face smiled. "My sister has a straight personality, I don't know how to warm back. But my heart is very good."

Ban Heng’s three or two sentences were turned to Ban Yi. The central idea was that “although my sister has many shortcomings, she is a good girl.” I don’t want to say a word to his sister, but the meaning of each sentence. I don’t want to let the burden of the class.

"I really envy you." Rong Rong recalled his childhood, but he could not find a particularly interesting thing.

The only impression was that when he was eleven years old, he sneaked on a frozen ice with a child of five or six years old. Later, his mother found that his robes were wet, and he was angry for several days. .

Later, he realized that the ice on the ice was very dangerous. Fortunately, there was no accident on that day, otherwise he and the child would be drowned in the water.

I still remember that the child was still looking for a piece of wood, sitting on the ice and asking him to pull away. He did not agree. He didn't remember what the child looked like, but the other person's mouth was like, but he remembered clearly.

This action, the mother is never allowed to do it, because it is not elegant.

Ban Heng waved his hand: "What is envious?"

Rong Xiaoxiao: "Someone grow up with them, very good."

"You don't have a brother, how can there be no one to accompany?" After the words were spoken, Ban Heng realized that he had made a mistake. Rong Jiada had died a few years ago. He reminded him of the old things. Some people are guilty of pokes on the knife.

"Sorry..." Ban Heng felt that his mouth was a little owed.

“No problem,” Rong Rong shook his head. “It’s all old things, nothing to mention.”

He is not very good with his older brother. Although they are brothers, they are not close to each other because of their family style. They are more intimate than their relatives. They cannot be separated from the rules.

"So big snow, what are you doing here?" Banyan stood in the cloister with a warm stove and waved at the two. "Come on."

Ban Heng ran to Ban Heng: "Sister, you can count it."

Banyan’s cheeks were flushed after getting up: “I slept too much last night, so I got up late.”

"Is it cold?" Rong Rong touched her face, soft and smooth, and he couldn't help but touch it.

"Hands chilled this," Ban Yu put the hand warmer into Rong Rong's hand, his hands licking his face. "Don't touch it, how can I touch my face?"

Rong Rong pinched her hand and put the hand warmer back into her hand: "Good, I don't touch."

"Counter," Ruyi came over. "You came back to the two doctors in Zhongping Bofu, they want to see you."

"Xie Jiada Lang does not need a doctor?" Ban Yi picked up his eyebrows, "Let them see me in the front hall."

Xie Zhongjin was smashed by a knife. After a few days, I don’t need a doctor.

Is it... people are gone?

Banyan came to the front hall and listened to the two doctors saying that after the incident, he nodded: "You are doing right, let the two gentlemen be wronged, please rest in the backyard."

"The county's main words are heavy, and the family is rude. There is no reason to blame the county lord," the two doctors said. "The genius will retire first."

After the two doctors left, the class snorted: "Xie’s family really does not know how to lift up. After that, he will be responsible for his family’s death. Even if he squats on the ground, I will not give him the doctor."

"Okay, let's not borrow." Rong Rong nodded and nodded.

Outside the White Shouyuan, Xie Zhongjin, who apologized to the door, stood outside the door for a moment. A young man in Tsing Yi came out and prayed to him: "Xie Gongzi, it is unfortunate that our family and my wife are not in the garden."

"Not here, is it back to Cheng'an Houfu?" Xie Zhongjin patted the snow on his shoulders and exhaled a breath of heat.

Xiaoyan shook his head: "Yesterday was the day when my wife came back. Today, our family Houye and his wife went to the Jingting Mansion. I haven't returned yet."

“Jingting Government Office?” Xie Zhongjin thought he had got it wrong. “What do you mean to go back yesterday?”

"Exactly," Xiao Xiao said with a smile. "If you want to see two masters, you are afraid to go to the lady's maiden house."

"Thank you."

"Don't dare."

Xie Zhongjin rode on horseback and took over the big shackles handed down by Xiaoyan. Rong Rong actually went back to the Jingting Mansion on the day of New Year's Eve. He didn't think of this at all.

"Zongzi, are we going to the Jingting Government Office?" Xiaoxi, who took the horse rope, looked at Xie Zhongjin. He didn't really want to go to the Jingting Mansion because they didn't bother with each other. People must also look at each other.

“No,” Xie Zhongjin shook his head slowly. “Today is the first day of the first month. It’s not good to bother. It’s good to leave our earning affair and posts here.”

"Yes."

Xie Zhongjin’s heart is a little embarrassed, he couldn’t think of it, and Rong Rong would have done this for the sake of the class. In the New Year's Eve, even the first day of the first month, I stayed at the Yue family. What is the difference between this and the son-in-law?

After Rong Rong and Ban Yi stayed in the class until the third day of the first month, they packed up the big bag and returned to the palace.

"Right," Ban said on the table, looking at his head and yelling, "Would we like to go to the father-in-law to scent?"

Rong Rong gave her a cup of water with honey: "When can I go?"

Ban Yi saw that his look was bleak, and it seemed that his parents were not deeply concerned, so he would not mention it.

Three days later, the snow stopped, and Rong Rong took her to a room in the backyard. There were the cards of Rong Jia Er Lao and Rong Jia Da Lang. Rong Rong handed the scented incense to the class: "It’s cold, no You need to go to the tomb to worship, let's salute here."

The house was a bit deserted, and the room was empty. There were no other ornaments besides the two cards that were tribute. Behind the tablet, there are two paintings, left and right, and may be the parents of Rong.

Banyan didn't know what to say to the cold plate. She took the citron with three scorpions, and after the fragrant scented censer, she picked up the skirt and prepared to bow and bow, and was allowed to hold it.

"No, the floor is cool," Rong Rong looked at the tablet with no expression. "That's it."

"Oh," Banyan took his hand and pulled it gently. "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Nothing, I am fine." Rong Yan reached out and pointed her forehead, revealing a gentle smile.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh," Ban Yi dragged him and went out. "Go, we stroll around the garden." Although this palace is already theirs, she hasn't appreciated it yet.

"Wang Hao, Wang Ye is drunk, can't get up now."

Xie Wanxi stood by the bed and looked at the man who slept in bed. He turned to see a few palace people in the house looking at her in horror. He couldn’t help but sneer. It’s hard that these people thought she would take advantage of this opportunity. Killed Jiang Luo?

She turned and left the room with no expression.

Although she and Jiang Luo are called husband and wife, but they do not have a half-hearted relationship, when she thought she would marry Jiang Luo, she could press her head and let her bow down to herself. She did not think she was married. A fire pit.

She returned to her house and took a box of plain-looking facial fat from the dressing table. The fat of the box was fragrant, like the osmanthus fragrance that bloomed in August.

"Wang Hao," a palace lady came forward. "Do you want to groom?"

“No,” Xie Wanzhen put the box with a third of the fat on the dressing table. It’s like laughing and laughing. “Calling people to wait for the prince, I heard that people who are drunk, sometimes in their sleep. Unconsciously killed."

The palace lady was shaking and shivering, afraid to speak.

Seeing the palace girl scared into this appearance, Xie Wanxi sneered, "Why, I said such a sentence, you have to be afraid?"

The palace people are silent.

Wang Hao and Wang Ye are now described as "formed by strangers". It is already a polite statement. It is better to say that "the enemy who looks up and sees the bow" is more appropriate. Wang Ye’s brother-in-law’s brother’s life is hanging on the line. How can this kind of hatred be resolved?

I want them to say that Wang Ye has done too much. Xie Jia Dalang is a good brother. What kind of hatred is there between them? Can you use a knife to solve hate?

"You all stepped back," Xie Wanzhen's face disappeared a little bit. "I want to be alone."

"Yes."

The room was quiet, and Xie Wanzhen took a note from a hairpin with a short sentence.

"Changning near Dongdong Palace."

She smiled bitterly. In the future, even if Ning Wang was enthroned, and Xing Wang would treat her, Xie Jia would not have a good end. But now if the East Palace succeeds, what is her good ending? In the dilemma, she actually fell into such a field.

Is there any way to make her both break the king of Ning and ensure that she will have no worries in the future?

On the seventh day of the first month, the court re-opened the seal, and Baiguan first went to the New Year. When they saw that there were more than two emperors standing in the temple, and the Prince, they knew that the East Palace was lifted.

Although the character of the prince is slightly weaker, at least he can be called a benevolent character. Ning Wang is violent and it is really scary.

In fact, Ning Wang was even more shocked than Baiguan. Before the appearance of the Prince, he did not know that Donggong had been lifted. He looked at the prince standing on his left, his face narrowed and bent down, giving the prince a courtesy.

The father was actually glaring at him and secretly letting the prince out.

What does he want to do?

"Your Majesty has a purpose, and the body of His Royal Highness is already great, and he can be worried about it..."

When the Prince was under house arrest, the external reason was physical discomfort. Now that he is in good health, he will continue to supervise the country. As for Ning Wang, he will be his Ning Wang.

On the first day of the first month of the first month, Yun Qing gave a princely palace to Ning Wang, saying that he would move into the palace after January.

After the ministers learned of this sacred purpose, they finally settled down.

It seems that this world will eventually be a princely inheritance.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!" Jiang Luo smashed all the things in the house. "The Prince was born a few years earlier than me. Why is this world his?"

"Wang Ye, you are angry!" The **** took the tea and walked in front of Ning Wang. "Things are not desperate, you must not be self-defeating."

Jiang Luo took a cup of tea and took a few mouthfuls of tea. After the tea entered the abdomen, he felt that his mind was clear: "I made the prince make such a big mistake, and the father also only closed him for a few months. Close, what opportunity does this king have?"

The **** took over half of the samovar and smiled. "Wang Ye, the prince has no military power in addition to the support of several writers."

"Is there a king in his hand?" Jiang Luo sat down on the chair and was impatient. "It is that Rong Rong has a great weight in the literary minister. He is very happy with the prince. It is really difficult for me to remove this person." Ann."

"But your last assassination..."

"I don't move him, I move his woman." Jiang Luo sneered. "There is a weakness in people. If the class is in his house, I can see if the class can spare him."

"What do you mean by sending people to assassinate the Fule County?" The **** blinked and quickly bowed his head. "Fule County died of assassination. How can the classmates hate Cheng Anhou? The slaves are dull, I really don't understand." This is the case."

"You don't understand what you are doing," Ning Wang snorted. "The family is the most unreasonable. It is also common to anger and anger. As long as the class has something to do, we don't have to deal with Rong Rong. When you are at home, you will be able to take care of yourself."

"Wang is a good plan, slaves are too stupid."

"What do you say?" Xie Wanxuan turned to look at the **** in front of him. "Will Ning Wang want to kill the class?"

"Yes."

"Is he crazy?"

Xie Wanqi held the pip in his hand and took a few deep breaths: "You go out, I have to think about it."

The **** silently retired.

Xie Wanzhen hates the class very much, sometimes she can't wait for her to die.

but……