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Chapter 350: Hit the evil bar
Some people say that beautiful eyes can speak.

Xian Jin has beautiful eyes and is talking at this moment.

I couldn't hear clearly what was said, but it was probably scolding him.

He cursed with great emotion and filthy words.

Qiao Hui swallowed subconsciously, breaking out in cold sweat from his tailbone to his Tianling Cap. He put his hands back and immediately sat upright.

Qiao Hui thought for a moment, then quickly crossed his legs, tilted his head back, and while shaking his legs, he looked at the person with the white of his eyes: "Tell me carefully, brother, what is so nice about what he said."

Qiao Hui shook his legs more and more violently, and even his head began to shake. There was a certain greasiness in his wretchedness, and a certain amount of confidence in his greasiness.

"Does it sound nice? Or does it sound funny?"

Qiao Hui cleared his throat. It sounded like there was no phlegm, but it looked like there was a lot of thick phlegm in his mouth. He turned his head and winked at Marquis Ningyuan: "The pirates on the ship also said that I speak well. I can only say that I am the only one who speaks well." Among hundreds of merits, mediocrity is the least important.”

Marquis Ningyuan was stunned and didn't know whether he should answer the call or not.

Nine thousand strings is nine thousand taels.

Xian Jin nodded: "Student understands."

Xian Jin laughed: "I won't discuss it with you! How expensive is the house in the capital! The day before yesterday, I heard Bao Yuan say that a house in Shangmenfang was sold last month for a total of 9,000 yuan! I can't afford it for the time being. Yes, I’m just waiting to hit you in the autumn wind!”

The Jiang Jiabao woman was also stunned for a long time, her eyes did not move, as if she was suffocated by Qiao Huipantian's confidence and greasiness.

"Okay, okay." Qiao gave Qiao Hui a clear look and stopped the whole farce. He raised his hand lowly and returned his gaze to Xian Jin: "Back to the topic - you should keep your mind on what you are doing. You have to be aware of things happening in the court, and you have to think about your own business first.”

It may also be that she was afraid that the phlegm in Qiao Hui's throat would spray into her face.

Qiao Hui trembled, then confidently brought his gaze back to Jiang Baoniang's face, and asked again: "Hey! Sister, tell me! What other advantages do you think my brother has!"

After selling Qiao Baoyuan, Xian Jin couldn't raise so much money.

"I know you have a lot of money. It doesn't matter if you want to buy a house or land, it's up to you, but you must live in Qiao's house." Qiao Fangzhi waved his hand, "This is non-negotiable."

Even many high-ranking official families in Beijing also rented houses. Wu, a disciple of Mr. Li Ge in the cabinet, was in vain and rented a house in the northern suburbs because of his poor family background! Driving an oxcart to go to court for an hour every day is equivalent to going to court at six o'clock. This Angkor has to leave home at four o'clock; the imperial court gets off work at five o'clock in the afternoon, and the cabinet is an involution department that works overtime for a long time, often at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Getting off work means that this guy gets off work at nine o'clock, gets home at eleven o'clock in the morning, goes to bed at twelve o'clock to wash up, and then gets up again at four o'clock!
What a suffocating class!
No wonder that brother always looks irritable.

When the business was almost done, Qiao Fang glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the third son of the Chen family had been staring blankly at the painted beams on the main room for a long time. He coughed and brought the topic back to his father's favorite food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"The basic necessities of life are right here." Qiao Fangzhi said in a tone that was unequivocal.

Jiang Baoniang's originally blushing face faded away with a "shua", and she turned her head expressionlessly: Bah! What a shame!
Xian Jin lowered his head and hid the corners of his mouth that were twitching wildly: Qiao Hui is quite skilled in playing the role of a man with a lower head. If he hides his beautiful and clean face, it will probably be more credible.

Qiao Fang meant something: "When the rice paper passes the Ming Road, countless people will see this piece of cake. At that time, you may not be able to grab it."

Lack of sleep makes everyone irritable.

Xian Jin didn't want to lack sleep and accelerate aging. Why should she move to Daxing when she could live next to Tiananmen Square!

Qiao Fangzhi was very satisfied with Xian Jin's shamelessness: "The third master lives in the outer courtyard and tidied up Qiuxi Pavilion for you. The servants are the same as mine. Sister Jin lives in Beiyuan and Baozhu lives in Nanyuan. You two sisters live next to each other. It's close and easy to move around. "In fact, Qiao Fangzhi has never cared about these things.

There is no mistress in the family, and my younger sister, Mrs. Ning Yuanhou, basically takes care of her when she goes to the capital.

This time when he went to Beijing to show his wealth, Qiao Fangzhi deliberately did not bother his little sister and went to do all the shopping himself.

Since ancient times, the left and north have been respected. Beiyuan is the first courtyard in the inner courtyard in terms of topography, size and sophistication.

Even facing Jinghu Lake in the north, Xinghua Mountain in the south, and even the most powerful courtyard in the entire capital.

The eyes of some people in the hall darkened.

Qiao Fangzhi spoke concisely and concisely. Seeing that neither Xian Jin nor Chen Fu raised any objections, he announced the opening of the banquet with great joy. Needless to say, he had a good impression of Xian Jin's cheap father. It's hard to stand up with sprained legs, but this cheap guy can handle things clearly, is magnanimous in his work, and won't refuse the kindness of others. He can eat and drink with dignity as he shows off his wealth. He is a pendant with a very strong spiritual core.

There are birds and animals on the table, hot and cold oil, the sky and the sea, and flying pigeons passing messages, which is very rich.

After finishing the meal, Qiao Hui took his five sisters and one Xian Jin to visit the newly-launched Zhongwu Marquis Mansion - the main one was Grandma He who visited the Grand View Garden.

In fact, as Grandma He who has visited famous royal gardens such as the Forbidden City and Prince Yong's Mansion, Xianjin has certain psychological expectations and understanding of the mansions of powerful people.

But walking in Qiao's courtyard, Xian Jin was still shocked.

This place has a lake and half a mountain.

In the capital where a house is sold for nine thousand taels, this house has a lake!
". This is the Qianlong Mansion of the former prince." Qiao Hui pointed to the painted wall not far away: "On the carved beam wall, there are also patterns of four-clawed vassal dragons. These patterns can only be used Covered with red cloth, we can move in and wait for the Department of Internal Affairs to send out repairs. "

"Is it Emperor Xun?" A voice sounded clearly among the Yingying Yanyan.

She is the third girl from the Hou family of Ningyuan, her maiden name is Yiwu.

Qiao Hui nodded: "It's Emperor Xun."

Yiwu pushed Jiang Baoniang behind her.

Jiang Baoniang felt as if she had been pricked by a thorn, and her whole body was agitated. Looking at Qiao Hui's handsome and tall figure at this moment, she finally had the courage to say with a pinched throat: "How come the Emperor Xun's dormitory was given to Brother Baoyuan to live in?" ah?"

As soon as he heard Jiang Baoniang speaking, Qiao Hui immediately relaxed his crotch, tapped his toes on the ground, and began to shake his legs very dynamically: "Oh, of course, brother, I have done a lot of hard work! There are so many people who came back from Fujian, and it's just me and the bearded Hu. My lord, you can tell me if my brother is awesome or not!"

Jiang Baoniang twitched the corners of her mouth and closed her eyes in despair.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Miss Ning Yuanhou for help. No matter how much Zhou Yiwu pushed her, she would never come out!
Xian Jin wants to laugh.

Xianjin poked his head next to him.

Qiao Baozhu's hand almost crushed the hawthorn soup, and he hesitated: "Sister, do you feel that my brother seems to have been possessed by something dirty?"

A beautiful accident has come, and there will be more later.