The prince's soft crying bag can only light incense

Chapter 64 Flower, it can tell the thief
The maid in Ruan's family room couldn't believe it, "What? They're robbing money!"

He counted the walnuts on his fingers and said, "There is no mention of ginseng or deer antlers in the cakes, just purple and gold peonies, which are hard to find. For the sake of relatives, my girl is considered cheap."

The uncles' eyes lit up and they picked up the cakes one by one to taste them.

"tasty."

"It's delicious, no wonder it's expensive."

Walnut proudly said, "No, even His Highness the Crown Prince likes to eat it."

When the prince was mentioned, the eldest maid shut up, but she had no money.

Who brings gold when they go out?
Her face was flushed from suppressing it, and she no longer looked as awesome as she had just with her nostrils turned upward.

Seeing the walnuts made me feel happy.It is worth noting that her girl has been teaching her and Ying Guo recently. She must imitate those people around the prince, be awesome and let others suffer.

"Disgraceful!" Ruan Yuandong scolded with a dark face, "Hurry up and get out of here!"

"Yes, my lord."

He stared at Ruan Chang with a dark face, but he didn't bother to look at Ruan Qing anyway, "I will send the gold to your house later."

"Oh, okay." Ruan Chang felt guilty, closed his mouth tightly and just nodded.

"Just a reminder." Ruan Qing is still well-behaved and pleasant, "Your Majesty thinks that my family has done a good job in helping the prince catch the thief this time, so he has given back the previous mansion, together with the land deed. We have to thank Brother Kai and the others for this, otherwise we will also There is no chance to help catch the thief."

In fact, what Ruan's family cared about the most was the house. It was clear that his family was the direct descendant of this lineage, but the ancestors had left the inheritance to the younger son's lineage.

This is the Achilles heel, and the eldest ancestors will not be able to rest in peace until they die.

Sure enough, Ruan Yuandong finally looked at the little girl, and he felt that her smile was so disgusting that he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Fortunately, Ruan Wei knew his father too well and stopped him from getting angry in time, "Father, Lu Shun is here."

"Let him go back." Ruan Yuandong said word by word, "Since Aunt Mo is dead, there is no need for another confrontation."

"No." Ruan Qing waved enthusiastically to the boy, "He is the most important witness." He did a lot of things to make this boy stand in front of everyone.

Lu Shun lowered his eyebrows, but in fact he was calm. He glanced at the young master without any trace, and when he saw that he had no instructions, he lowered his head silently.

The ancestral hall fell into silence for a while.

It was as if Ruan Qing was performing a one-man show while everyone else was enjoying the fun.

"There are many inheritances from our ancestors, but the only thing we are good at is growing flowers. The reason why my grandfather came to visit Aunt Mo was because he saw that she loved flowers so much. I think the eldest uncle who has been paying attention to my family all year round should know this, right?"

Ruan Yuandong neither wanted to nod in response to the words that had been paying close attention to her family all year round, nor did he want to make people feel that he knew nothing about the inheritance of the Ruan family, even though everyone knew that the eldest son had not been able to produce anyone with the ability to inherit the family for two consecutive generations.

The little girl is good at poking people's lungs with her mouth. She probably hates their family so much. Ruan Wei comforted her father with a gentle voice, "Let's listen to what sister Qing has to say first."

Seeing his son's smile, Ruan Yuandong silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood. Yes, his son's abilities were comparable to those of his ancestors, and he would never let him down.

"Sister Qing, all the elders are very busy, so let's talk about the important points first."

Ruan Qing was indeed a little disappointed that he was not angry, "Brother Wei, please be patient."

She continued unhurriedly, "What did you say just now? Oh, yes, many people know that Aunt Mo likes flowers, but many people don't understand that the flowers raised by the Ruan family are not ordinary."

After the sixth uncle took the last sip of tea, he motioned to the servant to continue, "My dear girl, stop selling the lawsuit."

"Yes, uncle. The flowers raised by our Ruan family are alive."

"Pfft" Uncle Sixth squirted the newly added tea and smiled awkwardly, "It's a bit hot."

"What kind of decency are you talking crazy words?" Ruan Yuandong scorned him, thinking that he was very capable. "All plants have life, and they are worthy of being mystified."

"It's different." Ruan Qing raised a finger to her lips and said softly, "Hua, it can talk and tell us who is hooking up with Aunt Mo."

Ruan Wei's pupils shrank. He had indeed never put the little girl in his eyes before, but after what happened to Wang Ge last time, Ruan Qing had officially fallen in his eyes.She has some skills.

For some reason, his heart beat faster. Maybe he shouldn't be arrogant and let Lu Shun appear in front of others, at least not in front of Ruan Qing.

"It's nonsense, I don't know what it means!" Ruan Yuandong really didn't want to hear any more, "Ruan Chang, take care of your children. This is the ancestral hall. How can we allow a little girl like her to mess around! If someone comes, get out!"

Ruan Qing was so pretty that her eyes suddenly turned red, and she held her forehead with tears in her eyes, "Uncle, he is so scary. Is he afraid that Jiaojiao will tell the truth?"

uncle? !

He is also a kind of father. Ruan Chang was filled with strength in an instant and stretched out his arms to block the front, "Don't be afraid, my dear, uncle is here, let's see who dares to do anything wrong!"

"You..." Ruan Yuandong felt that this family was all troublemakers, "uncle, do you really let them do whatever they want and don't care?"

The sixth uncle coughed.

"Let her speak." A hoarse voice sounded from the corner. The sixth uncle quickly put down the tea bowl and stood up, "Yes, second brother."

When the old man spoke, even Ruan Yuandong shut up.

Ruan Qing quietly looked at the corner, thinking that it was a worthwhile trip to finally get this ancestor to speak.

The second uncle of the Ruan family lived in the same era as Ruan Qing's astonishingly talented ancestor. He was old and had stopped doing business for a long time and did not go out on weekdays.

The most important thing is that he has an old relationship with the palace.

Ruan Qing wiped away her tears and smiled sweetly, "Yes, Second Grandpa."

This title.

The whole room gasped.

Uncle Ruan is not an easy person to get along with.

"Stop making trouble and talk about the important points." The old man's tone was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.

Ruan Qing was very efficient when he was serious. Walnut arranged the incense table, incense burner and other items that he had prepared early, and then stood in front of the young man named Lu Shun to invite people.

The second uncle's eyes also focused here. With so many people staring at him, Lu Shun couldn't hide away and stepped forward.

Light up the incense.

dripping blood.

There is a strange fragrance wafting out.

The second uncle's eyes finally changed and he looked at Ruan Qing seriously.

Back then, the young man who led the Ruan family to Shengjing was astonishing in metaphysics. He measured the affairs of the court and calculated the fortunes of the world. He also single-handedly founded the Qintian Prison. The Ruan family was in a state of unparalleled glory.

But outsiders don't know that the reason why he is so powerful comes from the magical bloodline given by God.

Xing comes from blood.

Death is also destroyed by blood.

So, now there is another person with extraordinary blood in the Ruan family?
He thought a lot, but others were already used to it. The Ruan family grew flowers and calculated that they needed blood. As for the smell, it was probably the smell of incense thread.

"What's that?" someone exclaimed, and a graceful figure gradually emerged from the smoke around Lu Shun, moaning in a weeping voice.

A song called "Ask Your Lover".

Many people in Shengjing have heard of it.

(End of this chapter)