Take the supermarket across to the deserted road

Chapter 390 I might be finished

The servants of Xie's family opened the door and found a bloody man hanging at the gate. There was still blood in his intestines, dripping down, and the ground was already wet.

Thank the family for rushing out to check the situation.

The other party was skinned, and the man's things were gone. There was a big hole in the back, and the intestines flowed out, the eyes were gone, and his hands and feet were chopped off.

As miserable as it is, the most important thing is that the person is still panting and not dead.

Xie Houye and his wife passed out immediately.

At this point, the matter of Xie Ping is over.

As for the envoys of the Yan State, they didn't mention this matter from the beginning to the end, as if nothing happened.

It seemed that the Xie family was not hurt by this incident, but later they would find out that everyone in the hall avoided the Xie family, as if the other party was a scourge.

The Xie family's children of the right age can't marry a wife, and the daughter can't find her husband's family, no one wants it.

Either lower the threshold, those small families will definitely accept the Xie family for their own interests, but this also means that the status of the Xie family will decline.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to find a suitable one from the separated family to marry, or find someone with a good status but a problematic reputation. Of course, widows or divorced people can also make do.

Just like this, the other party still dislikes their Xie family's bad manners.

However, the matter is far from over. Later, Lord Xie will find out that the extermination of the Xie family was doomed by Xie Ping.

Prince Su of the Yan Kingdom, the emperor's younger brother, the prince who holds real power, is not so easy to mess with.

When Ning Yuan heard that the army was back, he couldn't sit still, and couldn't listen to what the master said.

Master Zhou has already seen that the child's heart is no longer here.

He simply put down the book, "That's the end of today's class. Because the army returned from a big victory, we need to celebrate. We also have three days off. Okay, get out of class is over."

The three students immediately got up and bowed deeply, "Goodbye, sir."

Master Zhou hummed, then left with his hands behind his back.

"Jane, Ann, I have to leave earlier."

Ning Yuan greeted his two friends, and his figure ran away like the wind.

Nangong An and Zhao Jian looked at the fiery people, smiled and shook their heads.

"Yuan, this is the first time I've seen him so anxious, the power of love, tsk tsk."

"He's been out of his mind for the past few days, and it's no wonder he's not in a hurry."

"Would you like to take a look? I haven't seen this Princess Jiahe. It is said to be very magical." Zhao Jian suggested.

"Speaking of which, my cousin is the wife of the eldest son of the Song family, and I can be regarded as relatives with this one."

Nangong An rolled his eyes at him, "If you do the math, my aunt is still the queen, so should I call her sister?"

"Okay, okay, you are closer than me, let's go, go and see this person who makes Yuan's soul haunt him."

Zhao Jian put his friend's shoulders on his shoulders and left the second floor of the supermarket in high spirits.

On the first floor of the supermarket, there are maids and eunuchs shopping.

Since the establishment of the supermarket, most of the food that the imperial dining room needs to eat is purchased from the supermarket, which is not only convenient, fresh, but also cheap.

The income from fruits has become a big part of it, and every day, the share of everyone in the palace will be used up.

Five apples per person equals five hundred taels of cash. There are more than 3000 servants in the palace, and there are more than 1 people including guards.

Counting other things, the daily income is 8000 taels of silver, and the minimum monthly guarantee is 20.

There is no need to deliberately do anything, the supermarket task is completed.

The two glanced at the first floor of the supermarket, thought about the person who came back, and wondered again, how could there be such a powerful person?
No wonder the family arranged for them to become Ning Yuan's classmates and friends.

Besides, Ning Yuan ran out and wanted to go to Song's house, but as soon as he left the supermarket, he saw the person opposite him under the winter jasmine flowers, who made him miss him day and night.

Under the yellow winter jasmine, she was smiling at him with lowered eyebrows, and that smile was more beautiful than flowers.

There was a gentle breeze, and the petals were falling. It was as beautiful as a painting, which made his heart flutter and was shocked.

The two looked at each other, and countless thoughts and affection wrapped them up.

At this moment, there is only you and me in the world, and there is no room for others.

Yanyan saw him standing motionless at the entrance of the supermarket, looking at herself stupidly, and couldn't help laughing, this idiot.

She slowly extended her hand.

In the next second, a flash of lightning flashed by, and she was already tightly hugged in his arms.

"Yanyan, I'm done." He resignedly accepted his fate.

"What?" She didn't understand for a moment.

"I'm in love with you."

"Fool."

Yanyan smiled and gave him a hammer, then put her arms around his waist.

Smelling the familiar smell of each other, the two hearts leaned tightly together.

After Nangong An and Zhao Jian came out, they saw a beautiful and harmonious picture.

The winter jasmine blossoms, the happy embrace of a man and woman, the long-lost miss, the sweet attachment, seems to turn into pink bubbles to surround the two, and everything around them seems to lose their color at this moment, which cannot be compared with it.

"I'm a little envious." One of them rubbed his nose. "As long as we love each other, I don't care about the status of the other party."

The other person said sourly, "Me too, but it's a pity that I don't have the final say on who to marry."

"Hey,"

The two sighed at the same time, feeling sorry for each other.

Being born in a big family has inexhaustible benefits, but also has responsibilities to bear, such as marriage, such as the way to go in the future.

For a long time, Ning Yuan was reluctant to let go of her, her black jewel-like eyes were full of her shadow.

"Go home, the Princess Mansion has been renovated, and the bedroom is decorated by me, see if you like it?"

"Well, let's go home."

Holding small hands with big hands, they looked at each other with happy smiles on their faces that lasted for a long time.

The Princess Mansion had been furnished as early as mid-March.

In addition to the bedroom, the yard where the two of them lived was also arranged by Ning Yuan himself, and the rest was in charge of by Daniel's wife.

As for the yard where the children live, Ning Yuan fully complies with their wishes and preferences, and arranges it however he wants, except for giving some suggestions, without interfering at all.

Song Daniu took his parents and his children to the capital.

Although Yanyan is a princess, the princess mansion is configured according to the status of the eldest princess, which belongs to the prince level.

Therefore, there are many official positions in the princess mansion, and the emperor asked her to choose someone herself, without any restrictions.

Among them, the highest officials, one long history on the left and one on the left, are equivalent to the housekeepers of ordinary mansions.

Yanyan directly asked Song Daniu and his wife to be the left and right long history, people she trusted completely.

Then, there is one person for the book, the trial, the meal, the ancestral temple, the good doctor, the ceremony, the work, the reading companion, the introduction and so on.

It is similar to the sixth part, but the official position is very low, the highest rank is seven, and the lowest is rank nine.

But no matter how low the official position is, it is still an official, leading the imperial salary.

Yanyan asked Mrs. Song to be in charge of the meal, that is, matters related to the meal. Uncle Song was in charge of the chores of the clan before, and he was also literate, so let him be the pawn book.

(End of this chapter)