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Chapter 218 Six sons, the overall situation is the most important!

The widow, Mrs. Chen Ma, and Bai Yi.

As soon as the three elements were combined, Jia Liu's face turned dark.

Guar Jiabo clears the quota, you are a fucking ruthless person!

It's so strange, even if the girl gave birth to a daughter, why didn't she give him Jia Liu as his concubine?

Why can't wait to deliver the goods all the way to your door?

Why did you buy a big house for your son-in-law in Chengdu?

After a long time, his daughter who paid off her debt is a widow!
Jia Liu is so angry, the dignified super hero of the Qing Dynasty finds a widow to be his concubine, do you want to spread the face of the Qing Dynasty?

No, I will go to Bo to settle the account!
Impulsively, he wanted to walk away, but the faint aura exuding from the widow made Jia Liu's anger temporarily under control.

In any case, the man Chen Mashi is innocent.

After holding on to welcome the bride into the house, Jia Liu went to the president to complain about his grievances.

Without further ado, he picked up the wine and poured himself a glass first. After "Gudu" gulped down his throat, he slapped the table and burst into anger, "This wine is undrinkable! The old thief plotted against me with a daughter who had been out of the house and her husband died. I swear against him!"

The more I thought about it, the more angry I got up, I went to Jinchuan to find Bo to settle the debt!

Chairman Li also just found out about the situation, so he hurried forward and grabbed Jia Liu: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, the overall situation is the most important thing!"

"What bullshit is the big picture, he must have a big picture in his blog, and he can cheat me like this!"

Jia Liu refused to accept this tone, and dragged the president towards the door.

The president became impatient and cursed angrily: "Ghost Six, don't you want Jiangshan Sheji!"

Ok? !

The chairman's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, waking Jia Liu up suddenly. After standing at the door for seven or eight breaths, he walked to the wine table angrily and sat down on the stool.

"Those who have achieved great things since ancient times must endure things that others cannot bear. Don't say you are a widow, even if you have a few children, you have to admit it."

The president has a bitter expression on his face.

But Jia Liu stood up, unable to sit still, and shouted outside: "Shuan Zhu!"

"Come on, young master!"

Yang Zhi stepped into the hall with light steps.

"Go and ask, has Second Young Mistress ever given birth to a child?"

"Okay, young master!"

Yang Zhi disappeared like an arrow, and reappeared like an arrow after a while, bringing good news to the young master—the second young lady had never given birth to a child.

Jia Liu let out a long breath, as long as he hadn't been born, he can handle things that Dorgon can't handle?
As soon as the butt hit the stool, it suddenly bounced back again, pointing at Yang Zhi in a hurry: "Go, ask again, is Second Young Mistress's belly in there?"

"what?"

Yang Zhi didn't expect the young master to be so thoughtful, so he hurried back to ask again, and after a while, he brought reassurance, and said happily: "Young Mistress's personal maid, Qiu Tao, said that Young Mistress just left her period a few days ago."

Jia Liu nodded slightly, and now he could finally sit down with peace of mind.

It's just that the smoldering fire in his chest still made him uncomfortable.

The president began to comfort and persuade again.

Let's get to the point first, what does Bo Qing's daughter look like?

"It looks pretty good."

Jia Liu can't speak out of his conscience, the spring flowers are very vigorous, and the white clothes when he got off the car just now made people feel an urge to develop.

The president nodded, as long as people are good-looking, he can say this easily.

"Bo Qing'er, the deputy capital of Manchuria, is not only important to our Gongjin Association, but also to you and me. He is wrong about this matter and should not hide it from you...

But no matter what, Miss Chunhua is his own daughter, and buying such a house for you, she will go all out for the big and small things in the meeting, so, I think this matter is fine, if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess. "

What the president said was very objective, and Jia Liu also admitted that the Gongjin Association cannot live without Vice President Bo.

That is, when I think about asking a widow to be my concubine, I always feel that it is detrimental to his character.

Knowing the grievance of the sixth son, the president stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, leaned closer and lowered his voice and said, "As someone who has experienced it, I must remind you that as long as this widow doesn't spout blood, she will feel much better than the eldest daughter."

Daigo empowerment!

Jia Liu couldn't help but nodded: "Your Excellency has a good opinion."

A good opinion is a good opinion, but I still feel uncomfortable, and the tone will be smooth in a while.

Here comes Del Hui.

Jia Liu turned his head and ignored Biao's brother-in-law, the atmosphere was awkward.

The president signaled Del Hui to persuade him that this kid is Bo Qing'er's nephew, so it's impossible that he didn't know about his sister's going out.

Del Hui did indeed come here for this matter. Seeing that his cousin-in-law ignored him, he felt very embarrassed, and stepped forward and said softly, "My lord,"

Jia Liu buzzed: "What's the matter?"

"Before I came, my uncle said that if my lord is not satisfied with this marriage, I should give this letter to my lord, saying that after reading this letter, my lord will understand his difficulties and forgive him for not doing so. place."

Del Hui finished speaking, put a letter on the table, and then silently exited.

"Bo Qing'er thinks he is Zhuge Liang, and he can't do anything after the fact. If the old guy doesn't give me an explanation, I won't finish this matter with him."

Jia Liu scolded and picked up the letter and tore it open to read.

Where is the letter?
Not a single word.

There was only a stack of bank notes, all with a face value of five thousand taels, eight in total.

Forty thousand taels.

"This?."

Jia Liu and the president stayed there for a long time, then Jia Liu suddenly turned around and shouted outside the door: "Shuan Zhu!"

"Here, young master!"

Yang Zhi, who was hiding at the door, poked his head out.

Jia Liu waved his hand, beaming: "Go and see if the young lady has settled down? Then ask the young lady what she lacks. If you need something, hurry up and buy it."

"Okay, young master!"

Yang Zhi disappeared like the wind.

Folding the banknotes and putting them in his pocket, he looked up and saw the president staring at him, Jia Liu hurriedly explained: "I don't care about the money, I just think that Chunhua is also a poor person who was widowed at a young age. How can I do without a man around me to take care of me?"

"Don't tell me, everything is in your heart,"

The president looked like someone who came over, "I understand."

"It's hard to find a confidant in a person's life. My lord, don't say anything. The six sons respect you!"

Pick up the glass and drink it up.

Half an hour later, Jia Liu, who was bidding farewell to the president, appeared at the door of the backyard. After looking in, he wanted to go in to see Chunhua.

After traveling thousands of miles, I must be tired.

Just as he raised his right foot, he retracted it again, and turned his head to wave to Yang Zhi who had just returned from the hut.

Seeing the young master calling him, Yang Zhi quickly trotted over with his trousers in hand: "Master, what are your orders?"

Jia Liu ordered: "Write down today's day for me, remember it, remember it! Yes, write down the time for me too."

"Why, master?"

Yang Zhi wondered, why remember such details?
I am not a eunuch in the palace.

"Just memorize it if you tell me, there's so much nonsense."

Jia Liu waved his hand impatiently, letting Yang Zhi play by himself, and straightly put on his head, he walked towards the bridal chamber with the word "Daxi" pasted on the door.

The last dead person came for her husband.

　Thanks to Comrades Suiyumao and Liangzai Liuliu for their joint efforts to donate 300 taels to Zhongtang. Sincere thanks, please continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)