Wu Qian smiled without saying a word, pouring himself a glass of wine first, and took a sip slowly.
Wu Zheng couldn't wait any longer and asked, "Isn't Shi Bo never thought of sending his nephew home!"
"Nephew living in Tuyuhun is unhappy? If the chores outside bother you, the old man will go and clean them up, so that the nephew will be out of sight. If you are not satisfied with the mansion in front of you, just talk to the nephew All places in Tuyuhun except the palace are at your disposal, whether it's a new or existing mansion to your satisfaction."
"Wang Mansion, too?"
Wu Qian smiled and said, "I'm afraid that the left palace will not succeed, but the right palace shouldn't matter."
Wu Zheng couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath: "Well, you are really willing to pay your blood, but my nephew is just a small fourth-rank court judge, how can he afford the love of His Highness King Zuo?"
"Does the nephew think that the official is too small? This is easy to handle. Anyway, the national teacher of Ye Dongcheng is not restless. As long as the nephew nods his head, the Tuyuhun national teacher is you. We Tuyuhun does not have a two-way relationship, this country The post of a teacher can be described as an extremely human minister, and you will have to be the king if you go up, but the prince doesn't like it in this way."
"Uncle, the person you are talking about is very insecure!"
Wu Qian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why is this?"
Wu Zheng said: "The uncle is a sensible person, and my nephew does not fight with you. Do you remember the last time the queen mother? At that time, the prince was planning to sell his nephew to complete Ye Dongcheng, but in a blink of an eye the prince He also wanted to sell Ye Dongcheng to become a nephew.
I have to say that the conditions offered by the prince are indeed very attractive, but my nephew is really not brave enough to believe it! "
"The prince was also riding a tiger at the beginning, and there was no time to go to the palace to find you, but after the matter was resolved, the prince himself took people to find you? That day you were in the teahouse to enjoy the scene of poetry and poetry, the old man still Vividly vivid."
"Isn’t the little nephew afraid that the prince would want my life? By the way, if the prince gets upset someday and wants the life of the nephew, will he be merciful?"
"Back then, the old man owed your master a life, but it was already paid off 20 years ago."
"Understand, let's go! Just put it in advance, let my little nephew think about it, today I finally met Shi Bo, let's have a good chat. Also, Shi Bo also asks you to raise your hand and let my girl come in. Come on! Otherwise, won't you be disappointed if you don't even have a girl to add wine?"
Wu Qian looked at Wu Zheng curiously and asked: "The old man sees that your martial arts is average, how did you know that little girl was cured by the old man?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "My girls are all very strange, that is, they must go home before dark. If it is dark today, I still don’t see the girl come back. Isn't this being ruled by Shibo or by Ye Dongcheng? Captured?"
Wu Qian chuckled, casually picked up a piece of coumadin with his chopsticks, and threw it away. The bean swished past Wu Zheng's ear like a bullet, and it was emitted after a fallen leaf was blown away. There was a muffled noise that seemed to hit the sandbag, and then I heard Xiao Qiao's muffled hum from outside the yard.
"Seber..."
Seeing Wu Zheng's nervousness, Wu Qian smiled and said, "Don't worry that little girl is okay, but it seems that you care about that little girl very much."
"The uncle was joking, as long as the nephew knows people, whether it is alive or dead, my nephew always cares about it."
"You kid really looks like your master, but the uncle still has to say a few words about you. Your kid is still too tender now, so that's it for people who care about yourself. As for other people, it's better to care less. If the province is here to kill himself."
Xiao Qiao came in, almost jumping in from outside the courtyard wall. He looked at Wu Qian who was chatting and laughing at a table with Wu Zheng, and his eyes were full of vigilance.
"Little Qiao don't stand there stupidly, go! Get some more wine for me and Shi Bo." Wu Zheng squeezed the jug, indicating that a drop of wine could not be poured out.
"The son!" Xiao Qiao looked at Wu Zheng very worried.
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "It's okay to go to the bar! This is the life-and-death relationship between my Shibai and my master father, so when you go to get the wine, remember to bring the altar burning knife that I collected for the master father. That's right. Uncle doesn’t know how much your drink is? If it’s not good, let’s just drink water and wine, just burn the knife."
Wu Qian chuckled: "The old man's alcohol intake is still reasonable,... (End of this chapter)