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Chapter 40

The boy immediately shook his head and said firmly, "Of course not. Farmers can also be gentle and gentle. A woman without talent is virtue. I like it."

puff---

As soon as these words came to an end, Fang Shiyu almost sprayed out a mouthful of tea.

Then he was in a bad mood and looked at the handsome young man in front of him in shock.

Damn, how did you say it if it is so stingy?

I didn’t expect that you, Cui Da Caizi, would be so good at this.

No wonder there are so many daughters in Nankang City, you don’t care about it.

Facing Fang Shiyu's expression, Cui Yuanheng glanced at him coldly and said bad things in front of others, seeing how you ended up.

Then continue drinking tea and pretending to be deep.

Of course, it is also used to cover up his embarrassment at this moment.

He didn't know why, but he blurted out his words without thinking. He was so embarrassed by his classmates like this.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaolou couldn't help but curl his lips, glanced at the guy who was pretending to be fine, put the kettle, turned around and left.

After she left, Fang Shiyu looked at the young man in front of her with a sarcastic expression, as if she didn't know him.

"Cui Yuanheng, can you?"

The boy was lazy to take care of him and poured another cup of tea on his own.

Then he knocked on the stone case and said, "What are some interesting news in the past few days?"

Fang Shiyu was energetic when she heard this and said excitedly: "Don't say it, there is really."

"The latest news, the day before yesterday, the Sage officially named the seventh prince as Prince Kang, the palace of Prince Kang, and the eldest daughter of the Minister of the Wedding Department Cui Xian was granted the eldest daughter of Prince Kang, and the soon-to-day marriage."

"This is a great joy, hey, you are still the same tribe."

When Cui Yuanheng heard this, his hands holding the tea bowl tightened, his face was not as good as he could see. He picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea, and said lightly: "Shi Yu is actually a joke. He is the Minister of Rites and is the second rank of official position. I am a poor boy from a remote town, but I can't afford to be laughed at. I'm not laughed at."

Seeing this, Fang Shiyu smiled and said, "Oh, you, you are so boring. You can't write the word "Cui" in one stroke. Maybe it was a family five hundred years ago."

Then he saw Cui Yuanheng's face turned cold and waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say it, pretend I didn't say it."

"Tell me what you do in the future?"

"After that, I saw that you look good, and you are quite effective in your joy. If this happens, you should be able to end the provincial examination in the second half of the year."

"This is only the exam every three years. If you are waiting for three years-"

Without the need for Fang Shiyu to say that, Cui Yuanheng naturally knew clearly and nodded lightly.

It seems that my body has been getting better and better these days. The feeling of chest tightness, shortness of breath, fatigue and sleepiness seemed to be less and less.

And all this seemed to have improved after Ye Xiaolou got married.

Seeing that he was like this, Fang Shiyu did not continue the topic. Instead, he continued: "Now the seventh prince is in the limelight, and the emperor gave him the title he used before ascending the throne, which shows that he attaches great importance to it."

"Now in the harem, Concubine Zheng is at its peak, and the Seventh Prince is favored by the coupon. It seems that the day to be granted the crown prince is not far away."

"However, there are rumors that the old princelings were quite angry when they heard the news and had created many chaos. Now all over the country are strictly investigating the old prince's remaining parties, and our Ning'an Mansion is no exception. My father has a headache for this."

"You said, what's the matter?"

After saying that, he took a sip of tea depressedly, and Cui Yuanheng's cold eyes flashed and he murmured: "Old Prince?"

"It has been nine years since the Jingtai Incident that year, and the remaining party of the old prince has not yet been eliminated?"

Fang Shiyu said with an angry look: "Who said no?"

"I want me to say that the border guards in the imperial court have become more and more useless in recent years, hum."

Cui Yuanheng glanced at him, shook his head and smiled, "Are you sure you were angry because you were restricted by your family?"

When Fang Shiyu saw that he was exposed by Cui Yuanheng, he was not angry. Instead, the dead pig said without fear of boiling water: "You said that life is good, why are you making a fuss?"

"I have no money in my purse."

"I lost all my face in front of my benefactor."

"When did you say that when did our eldest son be so embarrassed??"

"Oh, I forgot to ask, what's your relationship with my benefactor?"

It’s better to say that she is a servant, but her attitude towards Cui Yuanheng in front of her is not like that.

Is it a relative?

Fang Shiyu guessed and always felt that this life-saving benefactor was a bit mysterious.

Seeing this, Cui Yuanheng glanced at him coldly, "What? What do you think?"

"She is mine, you'd better die this heart as soon as possible."

...

Fang Shiyu had some ideas at first, but when he heard that it was Cui Yuanheng's man, he stopped thinking.

No wonder he has the same bad temper as him and doesn't get into the oil and salt.

As for competing with Cui Yuanheng?

Haha, let’s forget it. No one knows this guy, but he still doesn’t know about him for so long?

He is black-hearted, and he is cautious in keeping revenge. Although he is weak and sick, no one who offended him will end up not having a good end.

Thinking of this man's methods, Fang Shiyu couldn't help but shivered.

Forget it, he wants to live a few more years.

Ye Xiaolou, who was helping in the kitchen, didn't know this. Thinking of the words Cui Yuanheng blurted out, she still couldn't help but want to laugh.

The desire to survive is quite strong.

Then he shook his head, it was a pity-

The person with the surname Fang looked like he was not an ordinary person, so he came to find his sister, and it was probably related to the magistrate's daughter.

Unexpectedly, Cui Yuanheng was quite recruiting, and everyone from all the way was chasing him.

Now he is weak and sick, and soon he still recruits girls in personnel affairs. When he is in good health and is on the list, will the threshold of the Cui family be broken?

She is a helpless farm girl. After a long time, who still remembers her goodness?

Oh, I have to find a way out quickly.

As a result, just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard a loud roar from the gate of the yard, "Hurry, come, He Ercuse rolled down from the mountain, it's almost impossible, come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaolou was stunned and then realized who the other party was talking about.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he hurried out of the door. When the others heard it, they all ran over quickly.

After seeing it clearly, their faces were pale and they screamed in shock.

When the old lady heard this, she hurriedly ran over from the main hall with a crutch. But when she saw her second son covered in blood, lying on the ground with more breath and less breath, she burst into tears.

He patted his chest and wailed to the sky, "My God, you are killing my old woman. The second child is my old woman's only living son. How long will you stop me from sending my white-haired man to a black-haired man?"

"What kind of evil did I do? God wants to treat me like this. Could it be that I won't even leave a son who will die for me? Oh my God---"

After shouting this sentence, I could no longer bear the stimulation and fainted.

Then there was another chaos of war.
Chapter completed!
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