MTL - To Be A Virtuous Wife-Chapter 62 reality

The Xuan Ling Dao did not seem to see He Wei’s handing the sign to Qu Wei’s movement. He once again gave a tribute to the two people. “The two sages have no more visitors today, and the poor roads are resigned.” Carrying a beard and laughing and walking away.

When the melody reacted, the Xuan Ling Dao had already walked into the forest path. She had only had time to see him, but she could not see it soon.

This style of giving people a back view is really a bit of a master style. Qufu squats and plays with this sign. Although she does not understand the meaning of the signing, she can still see that the signing is not right.

Generally, the signature of the signature has a fixed number, and the signature is more about the format. The one that I have just drawn is not perfect, and the rhyme is not the same. Even signing poems is a patchwork, no logic at all.

In fact, this signing is written by Wu Zhuang Guan Xiao Dao. It is no wonder that the Taoist priest had a high-profile appearance and did not solve the problem. Was it found that the signature was wrong?

"Jishan quiet green tears red, three more lights five chickens ..." Qu Lianghao played this sign, read these two irrelevant verses, picked an eyebrow, stood up from the stool, "Wang Ye I don’t have much to worry about, so go back."

He Wei saw that although she dismissed the signature, she gave it to the raft behind her, and smiled and said: "That will be back." The priest said that they are noble, saying that there is nothing in the capital. However, they saw that they were dressed very well, and they had an assassination a few days ago.

As for saying that they are hiking up the mountain, he looked at the face with a sigh of relief and red clouds. It is also very obvious. The saying of ghosts and gods is nothing but the benevolent seeing the wise and seeing wisdom.

What Jiushan quiet green tears red, three more lights five ... He Wei's face suddenly changed slightly, his foot next, turned to look at the raft that supported the song, "put the signature to the king."

Seeing that Wang Hao had no objection, Muxi carefully put the signature on it, and then he saw that Wang’s face was a little wrong.

"This sign is nonsense, don't bother to keep it," He said, throwing the sign to Qian Changxin, who is scornful to the song. "The road down the mountain is not good, we take the sedan back."

Qu Wei did not go to see his movements, nodded with a smile. The two walked to He Ming and saw He Ming’s face look blank. He said: “A preface does not match the sign of the post. It seems that your hand is not so good.”

Qu gently smiled and said: "I just told you to go with you. You can't go, saying that I want to ask for it together. I will feel that I am not lucky. How can this be the case?"

"But it, the good man does not fight with the woman," He said with a smile. "We are still going down the mountain. There is a small stream at the foot of Baiyun Mountain. We can have a picnic by the stream."

"This is good," He Ming did not seem to see the two people's flirtatious feelings, with a thick smile on the face, "Yu brothers have long wanted to use a meal in the green mountains and green waters."

When the three men said, they went out along the bluestone path. Somehow, the topic turned to the assassination of Heming’s Jiangnan.

"There is a lot of noise, but there will be a result sooner or later." He knows his embarrassment and pats his shoulder. "There is always something in the world, and it will be fine."

"The second brother said that even if the father is the honor of the ninety-five, it is not arbitrary." He Ming smiled. "The second brother is relieved, and the younger brother understands."

He Hao nodded and looked at the three steps in front of him, and said: "The four brothers please."

"Please." He Wei was slightly stunned and showed his respect for his brother as a younger brother.

When the three people were on the sedan, the lightly squatted through the tulle of the sedan chair, the sedan chair began to shake slightly. He Ming is right, even if the emperor is a member of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he can't do whatever he wants, let alone other.

Suddenly, she sat up straight, the ninety-five lord... nine...five...

I patted my cheek, and scorned again and leaned back on the soft pillow. Whether she was too much or not, she only asked for a scrap sign today, and nothing else.

Every step down the mountain must be stable. The next person who lifts the sedan chair carefully steps on each level of stone steps. When they step on the flat ground, they will have a sigh of relief. The road is much better than the downhill road, and it is safe. too much.

Just then, I saw several carriages coming from the other direction. These carriages were all the same, and there were two armored guards next to each carriage.

Qian Changxin blinked and suddenly understood, even if this was sent from the field to the capital to choose a woman, his face did not change, and the bearers did not turn, straight ahead.

Although I didn’t know who was coming in, I was carrying a three-lifted sedan chair and followed a lot of guards. I knew that this is the official who came out to travel in the wild, and then drove the carriage to the side, after these people passed, Once again, pick up the carriage.

The selected women sitting in the carriage looked at the seductor that was drifting away and began to talk in a low voice.

"I don't know who is sitting in the sedan chair. It's really big." A woman who was about fifteen years old opened her mouth and said, "I am really majestic."

"There are so many guards to follow, not the general people can have a show," a slightly fat woman chose to look at her. "Maybe it is a king of the king."

"You just blow it, is it so easy to meet Wang Ye?" Another girl chose to laugh, "Maybe Miss Wang Hao."

For a time, several selected women in the same car laughed.

The guards who drove outside the carriage listened to the movements in the car, and the face was cold. The strength of this screaming did not make the life of the Lord.

He remembered the news he had heard outside, and heard that the city was unstable these days. Cheng Wang and Duan Wang both went to the Beijing suburbs to recover. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but change his face. Didn't he pass the end king or the honest king? Otherwise, at this time, who still has such a big show in this place?

After the sedan stopped, the curtain in front of the squat was opened. She held the scorpion's hand out of the sedan chair and watched the green grass growing in front of her eyes and the stream at the end of the grass. She could not help but sigh: "Where it is Good view."

When she looked back, she saw that people had started to take the boiler and took the seat bench. In a short while, they all prepared everything they wanted to prepare. Qufu felt that the costumes of his former artists had been weakly exposed. It’s just that the next person’s ability to do it is not enough.

He Wei walked up to her and pointed to the opposite side of the stream. "This stream is very wide, so it is named Qingxi River, and there is another Zhuangzi on the opposite side, which was given to me two years ago by the Father."

There are too many such houses, and the troubles that they can’t live with, let Qu’s scorn show a smile: “The father’s heart is loving, but unfortunately we have too little time to go out on weekdays, but we can’t live the Zhuangzi under the father’s reward. regret."

"There will be time in the future, I will accompany you to go out and walk," He Yan saw her smile, and the smile on the face was also obvious. He took the person to sit down at the set table, and then said, "I let the guards go back to the game and let the chefs in the house do something interesting."

He Ming basks in the warm sun, and his heart warms up. He points to the creek: "Sun Hai, go to the creek where there are no fish, if there is a fishing rod."

Sun Hai was busy rushing to the edge of the stream and screaming. He ran back again. He smiled and said: "Wang Ye, a small squatting fish swims in the water, just don't know how big it is."

"The king went fishing," he stood up and hugged his fist at He Wei. "Two brothers, the younger brother went fishing for the fish."

He Wei nodded. "Be careful not to wet your shoes."

Hearing this, He Ming smiled. "The second brother is relieved, and the younger brother knows."

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She looked at the beggars around her, and the people around her were only in their early twenties. They already had such thoughts and wrists. It can be seen that the royal family is a place to exercise people, and the complexity is beyond the entertainment circle of previous life. If the entertainment circle loses at most, there is no fame and fortune. If the royal family loses, it may be dead without a wife or child.

With such a thought, He Wei, a young man in his early twenties, is not easy to do now. She feels that she has lost her motherhood in her heart.

But remembering this person's plan, her lost motherhood suddenly disappeared without a trace, and I used a silver sign to fork a pear into my mouth, smooth and watery, and tastes good. Then he forked another piece and handed it to He Wei, indicating that he had tasted it.

He tasted a slap in the hand, and He nodded and smiled. "It's pretty good."

Qian Changxin squinted at the pear that was placed very close to Wang Hao. Wang did not seem to love pears?

In the Princess of the Princess of Jinan, He returned to look at the prayers in his hand, and his face was flat: "I said that this palace is a little tired in these days, and I don’t see foreigners." These people just want her to inquire about some of them. The news of the king is gone, and I don’t want to think about how many things she can know about a son-in-law, even if she knows, she will not tell them.

Thinking of the news from the palace, she hesitated a moment, and then recruited her own confidant Du Fu said: "On the last banquet, the palace heard that the second brother and sister liked to use fruit, this palace has a lot of new fruits here. Let people send some to the second brother and sister, and send the palace together with the herbs prepared by the second brother and the younger brother."

After Du Fu listened, "The princess, now facing up because of the assassination, has been messed up. Would you rather send it in a few days?"

He returned to his face and said: "The Guardian’s found that although the work of the assassination of the king’s arrow feathers is ordinary, the wood used for the arrow handle is a tree unique to the king of Zhuang, and now this thing has Handed over to Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice, and will be reported to the father in the morning and evening."

Du Fu’s face changed slightly, and it took a long time to speak: “The emperor has always preferred Rui Wang, so...”

"The people in the world are watching it," He returned to recite a note. "If the father of the emperor prefers the king of Rui, he can't block the world, no matter what the outcome, Rui Wang's life... except the palace. The three brothers are gone, otherwise the throne has already missed him."

"The slaves will do this," Du Fu understood, and he hurried back.

Open the prayer in his hand, which reads the Changde Gongfu Wei, she sneered, thinking that it is the old lady of Changde, she has to give a few face, it is also worth seeing herself, this is more than the capital Her older person, she is not sure to give face, not to mention the old lady of the government office that is destined to fall.

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