MTL - The Wife is First-Chapter 23 temple fair

"There are still many things in this house, not to mention the father punish you, but you immediately ran to other hospitals to play, don't you get rid of people?" Mu Hanzhang sighed, pushed the guy in his arms a little, and took it again. The book looks like it.

Jing Hao followed his strength and fell on the soft collapse: "The father of the emperor asked me to copy the "Holding Book" ten times, and it would take a month to copy it. I can't always be bored at home?"

Mu Hanzhang looked at him. When he didn't hear it, he put the book he had reviewed aside and picked up a book of the palace. "You have to ask what you mean."

Although Li’s medicine was solved, but where did the medicine come from, it was only today that the names of the people involved in the incident were circled one by one, but one person was special.

“妍姬?” Jing Hao heard the name and couldn’t help but frowned. “This piece is pressed in advance, and after three days, the emperor’s brother will go out and deal with it.” Liu Yuji was sent by the great emperor, although she knew She has a problem, but when the Grand Emperor went out to rush to deal with Wang Ji, he will inevitably gossip.

"I have an idea," Mu Hanzhang licked his lips and glanced at Jing Hao. Some hesitated, "Is the prince really not touched her?"

Jing Hao sat up and touched his nose slyly: "Do I fool you with this kind of thing?"

"Chairman's meaning is that the four imperial son's forbidden order will be solved next month. Wang Ye as a brother is naturally to send a congratulatory gift." Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes and slowly said.

Jing Hao’s eyes lit up: “What do you mean by giving her to Jing Yu?” The 妾 的 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 妾 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然 既然Others, although these two great emperors and the four emperors are close, but they are also inconsistent with each other. If there is such a ready-made source of information, they will not believe that the emperor will not.

This trick has moved eastward and is practically beautiful!

"Jun Qing, you are too smart!" Jing Hao excitedly took his family to his arms and kissed him.

"Wang Ye..." Mu Hanzhang pushed him away, his ears dyed a layer of pink, he was talking about business, how could this person not have a formal shape?

The results of the final discussion between the two people, the people involved in the delivery of the drug were all disposed of, first did not move Yu Ji, and when the four emperors released in mid-March, they were sent to him.

In the afternoon, Jing Hao took a nap with his beautiful Princess Wang Mei, and followed him to the small study room, one to deal with the house affairs, one copy of the military book.

"Bingshu" is the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Taizu's four master's articles on the compilation of the art of warfare, which combines the essence of the art of war for thousands of years, is indeed a good book, but Jingjing looks at a full set of books half a foot high, or Bitter face. I copied it ten times, I am afraid I can't finish it in a month.

Mu Hanzhang looked at the guy who had just copied three pages and didn’t move on the table. He pushed him the wonderful tea. “The things in the house can be arranged in the next few days. There are temple fairs in the third day of April. When we go to visit, we will accompany you to the hospital for two days." Waiting for the first month of April, the first month of the month, the second day of picking up the new Shantou, Xiaoyan, basically no big deal.

Jing Hao listened, immediately happy, took a cup of tea and began to copy, but later could not sit still: "I went to practice the sword and then copy." Finished, throw the pen and went out.

Mu Hanzhang smirked and shook his head. Zhizi Mo Ruofu, the emperor confessed to copying the book, knows that he does not like writing and can't sit still. I took a book that he had copied half of it, stared at the vigorous and powerful words for a moment, and wrote the line that opened the pen and then broke.

When Jingjing came back, he found that the book that had only been copied five pages had become more than 30 pages, and those extra words, strokes and strengths were exactly the same as their own!

"Jun Qing, is this what you wrote?" Jing Hao grabbed the book and found his own Wang Hao who was sitting at the dinner table.

Mu Hanzhang slightly decapitated: "When I was doing my homework for my eldest brother and two cousins, I learned to imitate other people's fonts."

"But can anyone's words be imitation?" Jing Hao excitedly held his hand, knowing that he could imitate the word, he could forge a letter, which is too useful on the battlefield!

"As long as it is not too strange," he handed the soup bowl over, and Mu Hanzhang did not understand why he valued it.

"Jun Qing... You are such a rare treasure!" Jing Hao said for a moment, and said slowly.

"It’s just something that can’t be used on the table.” Mu Hanzhang smiled. The imitations and accounts that he would have were disdainful by the readers. "I just learned too much, and the gentleman won’t let me go the next year. I will go to the meeting." Speaking of it, the eyes in the eyes can't help but swear. He was in the middle of the 17th, and he felt that he had not arrived, let him wait another three years, but it turned out that these three years became Forever.

Seeing him sad, Jing Hao did not know how to comfort, but had to open the topic: "Don't let them prepare breakfast tomorrow, I will take you to the taste of the building, Xiao Yuan and his wife are very interesting."

The next day, I went to Huiwei Loujingyi and regretted it. Because Wang Hao and Zhou Jinyi met each other, they met and talked about doing business. The green boss Zhou also enthusiastically invited Mu Hanzhang to participate in the monthly. Once the meeting of the male wife, he and Xiao Yuan, who were also left out of the cold, had no choice but to eat.

In the blink of an eye, on the third day of April, the temple fair in the south of the city was very lively. The stalls, the art, the signing, the monkeys, the crowds, and so on.

Jing Hao took his family Wang Shuo to shuttle through the crowd. The weather in April has already started to heat up. The two wore the same color of the royal blue silk dress. Jingyu buckled a pair of inlaid gemstone silver wristbands, and covered the cover with a wide-sleeved tulle. The same beautiful two people were in the person. The heap is quite eye-catching.

The roadside is full of snacks and gadgets. Jingjing bought a croquettes, fried meat with flour, tofu, bean sprouts, etc., fried in a frying pan, topped with a sauce, looks Very attractive. With a bamboo stick poked a hand to the mouth of his own king, Mu Hanzhang Emei, eating on the road is not a gentleman, very rude, but did not want to marry his kindness. Looked around, quickly open the mouth and bite the meatballs, the crispy **** with the delicious sauce, it is surprisingly delicious. Mu Hanzhang couldn't help but bend his mouth.

This series of expressions naturally fell into the eyes of Jing Hao, I was trying to laugh at two sentences, and suddenly my eyes flashed through a familiar figure. Suddenly looked up, only saw a figure in a pink dress hidden in the crowd, a flashing side face made him shocked, could not help but lost the ball in his hand, turned and chased out.

"Small spoon..." Mu Hanzhang watched as he let go of his hand, chasing a girl in a powder coat and leaving, but in a short while drowning in the crowd disappeared.

"Hey, Wang Hao can go out, how can I not bring a guard?" A familiar voice came from behind, Mu Hanzhang frowned, this scornful voice, one listened to his cousin Mu Yang Text.

"The second brother also came to visit the temple fair, how is a person?" Turned his head and looked at it, it really was his big brother Muring Bao, and two cousins, Mu Yangwen and Mu Huafeng.

Jing Hao chased not far, the man has disappeared.

"Wang, what are you looking for?" The guards hidden in the crowd came over and asked.

"You two went to find a woman in a white coat with a cinnabar in the eyebrows. It should be called 'Ruyi.'" The two guards asked them to look for it. Jingjing thought of it and gave him Junqing. Dropped it and ran back in panic. There are so many people in the temple fair, and Junqing looks so good. If you encounter a disciple or a wave, you will be worse.

Sure enough, when he returned to the original place, he saw three men surrounded by Mu Hanzhang, and his back to him could not see what he was doing, but looking at his own face, the look of his lips was obviously angry. Jing Hao was full of anger when he boarded, and walked over to grab the collar of the man who was talking. He punched the eye socket and slammed one of the two sides to the ground.

Mu Hanzhang’s eyes widened, and half of his mouth was stunned into his arms: “Jun Qing, are you okay?”

"Small spoon, they..." Mu Hanzhang looked at the three people who fell to the ground, and the mouth was a little twitching.

"How do you do things? Seeing Wang Hao being beaten up by people?" Jing Yi’s two guards behind him looked down at the three “Dengzizi” who fell to the ground. The eyes are familiar, and one eye has climbed up. It seems to be his big sister--Mul Lingbao?