The Grand Secretary's Pampered wife

Gu Changqing won the money and won the soft hand.

The old lady was going to find a big wrong man to empty his purse, but she lost.

She holds the head of small clear space, want to look up to sky long roar——

Xiaojingkong: I finally grow a few hairs. You're going to wipe them out!

Gu Changqing is like a child who has done bad things behind his parents' back. His cold and handsome face is red with excitement.

No wonder my brothers like playing so much. It's really interesting.

Of course, what he enjoys is the process, not the money he wins.

I'm sorry to come to the door empty handed. How can I take other people's money away?

But the old lady is a gambler with brand.

Win up also lose up, firmly do not accept Gu Changqing back to bet!

Gu Changqing thought about it and gave the money to several children.

Gu Jiao looked at the crushed silver in her hand and said, "I have it, too?"

"Well." Gu Changqing nodded.

In his eyes, Gu Jiao and Gu Yan are children of the same age. If Gu Yan has them, then naturally she has them.

Gu Jiao, who always gives her family lucky money, first recycles the lucky money given to her by others.

In fact, the big part of the money came from the old lady, who was the biggest loser today.

Although she also got a red envelope from Gu Changqing, she couldn't make ends meet.

The old lady went back to the house to sharpen her kitchen knife. It's time to rob the private money!

The old wine on the carriage suddenly shivered and the back was chilly!

The old friend, whose surname is Feng, who was once an official of Sanpin Honglu temple, was brought to visit by Xiao LIULANG. He is as good as the Imperial College. Of course, if you have a face in front of your majesty, it's still the face of the old sacrificial wine.

Lao Jijiu is good at officialdom, suppressing opponents, flattering his majesty, and making his majesty feel that he is a real scholar.

It's really deep!

Fenglao is a scholar who really concentrates on academic research.

Honglu temple is the Foreign Affairs Department of Zhao state. With his absolute strength, Mr. Feng took the position of minister of Honglu temple. He is proficient in six languages and more than 30 kinds of minority dialects, which is a treasure of language academia.

His achievements are far more than that. In detail, we can't finish it in three days and three nights.

It's just that other people are too honest and pure minded to be suitable for officialdom.

One year, he was framed and nearly charged with complicity with the enemy and treason. It was laojijiu who tried to keep him, but both he and laojijiu realized that officialdom was not suitable for him.

So he resigned and devoted himself to learning at home.

He has visited the great rivers and mountains of six countries, the farthest desert and the most dangerous Gobi.

He was very poor in this life, and his wife pawned her dowry in order to make a living.

For Zhaoguo, he was lucky as well as lucky, but for his wife, it was a lifelong sorrow to marry such a husband.

Feng always has three sons, but they all have mediocre qualities. Of course, Feng only cares about his own learning and neglects the cultivation of his children.

Old Feng felt that his time was running out. He wrote a letter to old sacrificial wine, asking him to help him find a suitable successor.

After thinking about it, the old man brought Xiao LIULANG with him.

Old Feng was paralyzed on the bed. Hearing the footsteps, he said in a hoarse voice: "coming? Brother

Lao Jijiu said to Xiao LIULANG, "wait for me outside for a while."

Xiao LIULANG should go down.

The old sacrificial wine stepped into the room: "ah, here it is. How do you feel today?"

In fact, old Feng's speech is not so sharp. His pronunciation is very difficult, but his complexion is very ruddy: "much better."

He sat down on the chair in front of the bed: "I think so. In two days, you can get out of bed!"

Old Feng shook his head slightly: "my time is coming, I know it in my heart."

The old toaster sighed in secret. People who can't even say a few words suddenly become so good. Who can't understand what's going on?

"Have you brought... People?" Old wind asked.

"Yes, it's my disciple." The old toaster took a look at him and said, "this time, I've given up my love and let my disciples out!"

"The Li one?" The wind always shakes his head, "don't, don't, too old."

Lao Jijiu: No, did you choose it? Which one of you is older?

President Li is really not old. He is less than forty years old and in his prime of life.

Although the old man brought a little apprentice with him, the big apprentice was despised by Feng Lao. He couldn't help saying ironically: "what's the matter, you still want to find someone so tender that you can squeeze out water?"

The wind is always humming.

In fact, Lao Jijiu understood what he meant. If people were younger, they would have more time left. The knowledge of his life could not be studied in ten or twenty years.

"Come in." The old sacrificial wine said to the door.

Xiao LIULANG came in.

Old Feng's eyes fell on Xiao LIULANG's face, and his whole body was stiff.

Xiao LIULANG had a lesson with fenglao when he was a child. Fenglao must have known him.

However, fenglao almost choked on the old wine with the next sentence: "am I dead? Why are you dead, too? It's over. No one has inherited my mantle yet

Xiao LIULANG

Old sacrificial wine

Old sacrifice wine took a lot of effort to make old wind believe that the young man in front of him is not dead.

As for the reason why he didn't die, he didn't say, nor did Feng.

At this age, I know the destiny of heaven. I know some things well, but I can't go deep into them.

Old wind is like this, so is old wine.

"Are you satisfied with this heir?" the old man asked

"Satisfied, satisfied." The wind is always smiling.

At that time, he also took a fancy to this child. If it wasn't for the old sacrificial ceremony, he would have robbed him to be his apprentice.

His biggest regret in his life is that he didn't accept a student who was willing to be his own.

It's perfect.

In a hurry, everything was simple. Under the leadership of Lao Jijiu, Xiao LIULANG made a simple apprenticeship.

Old Feng was paralyzed below his neck, and it was difficult to eat. The old sacrificial wine symbolically let him touch the cup, even if he had drunk the teacher worship tea.

Since then, Xiao LIULANG has been his successor.

Old Feng asked his wife to bring his life's literary treasures to the old wine cart.

Seeing that he had emptied people's study, he was embarrassed: "er... Sister-in-law, do you want to keep some for yourself?"

Old lady Feng waved her hand and said, "please move away quickly. I've been implicated all my life by these things. Please don't challenge me again!"

The old man bowed his hands and said, "OK, I'll visit my sister-in-law again if I have a chance."

Xiao LIULANG also saluted old lady Feng.

That night, the old wind went.

It was because of his wish that he walked peacefully.

The incident hit the old man a lot, and he suddenly realized that he was a man who buried half of his body in the loess.

In fact, if it wasn't for Xiao en Gong, he would have died on the mountain.

Why did God arrange for him to live?

Old wine in the courtyard raised eyes, looking up at the stars, thinking about life.

The old lady came to rob with a knife. Before she opened her mouth, she handed in her purse lightly.

The old lady said strangely, "did you take the wrong medicine?"

Without looking at her, he still looked up at the endless starry sky: "Zhuang Jinse, what do you say people do for in this life? Life does not bring, death does not bring

Zhuang, Jin, se?

What a familiar name.

The old lady also looked up at the stars.

At the other end of the starry sky, there seems to be a distant memory calling her through the years.

Her mood suddenly became heavy, and the whole person was melancholy.

She bowed her head and counted her purse. She was even more disconsolate: "Huo! If you make a mystery here, you can give less money to your private house! So many coppers, enough to play cards! I'll give you all the money I've hidden! "

Lao Jijiu: can't you muddle through like this???

The old lady who robbed a small sum of money went back to the next door contentedly.

It's true that the old man tried to paralyze the old lady. He sighed that life is not false.

He is really worried.

I'm afraid I'll go with the wind one day.

Old Feng's obsession in the world is his mantle.

If there are enough excellent people to inherit the mantle, fenglao will die without regret.

He's different.

He has people he can't let go.

Once upon a time, he thought that the man was dead, so he had no nostalgia for the world.

But now, his ah Heng is still alive. He dare not get sick or die.

Don't rest assured to leave him alone in the world and face everything alone.

"Ah Heng, what else can I do for you as a teacher?"

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, after the Shangyuan Festival, the Imperial Academy and the major academies in the capital were opened one after another, and the government Yamen and the Imperial Hall were all opened.

After a good new year, on the first day of the reign, people tend to be more amiable, and the folds chosen by the civil and military officials are also more gentle and meaningful. In a word, it is to seek a good start.

It's not lucky that we can't make the Imperial Hall a mess as soon as we celebrate the new year.

Zheng Fu, Zheng Siye also plans to go out.

He had already got the news from Zhuang Taifu that the matter of offering sacrifices to wine was settled. At the first court meeting of the Chinese new year, his Majesty would appoint the eldest prince as king Ning, and at the same time, he would be appointed as the prince's eunuch to offer sacrifices to wine.

"Congratulations, Congratulations Said the housekeeper.

Zheng Siye raised his chin with pride: "what's the good congratulations? It's not that something bad happened. I should have been the Imperial College for a long time! "

The master said, "yes! But it's not too late! "

"So it is."

Zheng Siye smiles.

Thinking of something, he asked, "are you all ironed?"

The housekeeper said, "OK, OK! I'll embroider it for you when the imperial court's badge comes out! "

The clothes of Guozijian were specially made by the imperial court, but Zheng Siye couldn't wait for them to be made early, but there was no identity symbol of Guozijian.

"Show me!" Zheng said.

"Yes The housekeeper held the clothes over with a smile.

Zheng Siye's eyes are green.

"Master, would you like to try on the size first

Zheng Siye cleared his throat: "well, this is OK. In case the size is not suitable, you can change it in time."

The housekeeper said with a smile, "that's the reason!"

Zheng Siye couldn't wait to put on his ceremonial clothes. He stepped on the official cloth and spread his arms to let the housekeeper Haosheng appreciate: "how about it?"

The housekeeper put up his thumb and flattered repeatedly: "suitable, suitable! My Lord, it's very imposing to wear this dress

Zheng Siye, with a bad air, came to the bronze mirror, took photos around him, dusted his wide sleeves, and said with a smile, "it's time to wear a badge!"

The housekeeper said with a smile: "when you come back from the court, you will have it!"

Zheng Siye reluctantly took off his ceremonial clothes. After today, he would be able to wear them every day!

Zheng Siye came to the court.

It was dark and the door of the palace had not been opened. All the ministers were waiting outside.

Seeing Zheng Siye coming, first the Minister of the Ministry of official said congratulations, then the Minister of the Ministry of household and the Minister of Honglu temple also came to say congratulations.

Obviously, everyone heard that Zheng Siye was about to be canonized as a sacrificial wine.

This is a matter of certainty. Zheng Siye didn't even bother to show his modesty on the surface. He replied with a smile.

His official position is now under several adults, but he is on an equal footing with them in the next court. Therefore, the ceremony he performed has become an ordinary ceremony.

Soon, the Palace door opened.

"Mr. Zheng, please." An official said with a smile.

Zheng Siye smiles and strides up to the golden palace.

The first session of the new year is as friendly as ever.

All the memorials presented by civil and military officials praise his Majesty's achievements.

Your majesty is very happy.

Consistent with the hearsay from the palace, he first praised the eldest prince and canonized him as king Ning. Soon it was the turn of the Imperial Academy.

"Since the Imperial College has been reopened, the duty of offering sacrifices to the emperor can not always be empty. Fortunately, I have a suitable person in my heart..." His Majesty's voice echoed in the whole Jinluan hall.

Zheng Siye straightened up excitedly.

He has finally come to this day!

It's time! It's time! It's time!

I'm afraid his mood at this moment can only be compared with that of a married girl. He is like a bride waiting for the bridegroom to come to worship him!

Then he saw a eunuch come in a hurry and kneel down outside the Jinluan Hall: "your majesty! I have your letter

The general letter will not rush to the Jinluan palace, unless it is urgent.

Is it not that there is another 800 Li urgent report from the frontier?

"Present it." Said his majesty.

The eunuch presented the letter to his majesty.

After reading the letter, your majesty stood up from the Dragon chair.

People were shocked. What happened? The border is occupied?

The next second, they heard his majesty say excitedly: "the old man and the old man have returned to Beijing. He wrote to me and asked me if I was well..."

Zheng Siye's heart bleeds.

Didn't the old sacrificial wine return home as early as 800 years ago? What do you mean by writing to seduce your majesty?

It's also an affectionate letter. It's very careful in choosing words and sentences. It's roughly translated as follows: Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for several years. Are you ok? Please forgive me for my willfulness. I feel guilty when I think of your Majesty's love for me. Now that I am back, may I ask your majesty, is your heart still the same? "

Toda green tea!

His Majesty was deeply moved and tears welled up in his eyes: "we will discuss the matter of offering wine later and withdraw from the court!"

Zheng Siye is like a bolt from the blue!

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