Jinghong Tower

Chapter 292 Sister Ran is Sister Ran
Mr. He San laughed loudly: "Mom, you praised the Min family to the sky. By the way, don't you still regret that the fake didn't become a real wife? You said all these good things alone. Fortunately, she You are just a concubine, and you are kicked out of the house. Otherwise, you will become a serious relative of the Min family. "

The old lady's face darkened. Ever since she came to Jinling, the third child had less and less respect for her.

"Okay, okay, I'm tired, you all can go out."

But Mr. He San remained motionless, with a playful smile like a rogue: "Mom, the emperor has gone to guard the imperial mausoleum. Things are going to change today. Alas, if I had known this, we might as well have stayed in Zhending. I can't listen I said it, so what?"

Seeing that the word "He Ran" was about to blurt out, the old lady quickly shouted: "Shut up! Third child, do you know what you are talking about?"

Mr. He San swallowed back what he said. He looked at the old lady, his eyes seemed to be quenched with poison. The old lady couldn't help but trembled. Did the third brother want to kill her?

"Are you still going out?" the old lady said.

Mr. He San snorted coldly: "Of course I know what I'm talking about? Who am I? My surname is He!"

Suddenly, he seemed to have remembered something, and stared at the old lady: "No wonder they say that a good wife will bring prosperity to three generations. On the contrary, marrying a bad one will also destroy three generations. In our family, a eldest daughter was thrown out. A good first family, just gone."

The old lady's face twitched, she scratched her neck and said angrily: "What the first family, what are you talking about?"

Mr. He San had a mocking look on his face: "He Ran is protecting King Zhao. I heard that He Ran is a few years older than King Zhao. King Zhao ascended the throne and became the emperor. He Ran is the queen. This is not a queen like Min. This is The queen with military power!

What does King Zhao have? He has nothing!

He has no father, no mother, not even a maternal family.

Who can he rely on?

He can only rely on He Ran!

Who is He Ran?

He Ran is the eldest lady of our He family!
The He family is not the first in the dynasty, who is?

Jinghong Tower belongs to the He family, and Ran Jun belongs to the He family!

Haven't you heard?
The Marquis of Wu'an has taken refuge in He Ran, and Li Jinxiu, who used to be He Jinghong's subordinate, now wants to keep a low profile when seeing He Ran!
Thinking back then, the Min family was so powerful, but they were not as powerful as Li Jinxiu.

But how could she? She could!

All of this should have belonged to the He family, it belonged to the He family!

I am He Ran's biological uncle!

But now, it's all gone, ruined by you!
You asked He Ran to hand over the fish scale book of Jinghong Tower to you, hahaha, you made me laugh to death!

So what if you have the fish scale book? Yan also has the seal?

Does Jinghong Tower belong to you?

Can you move Jinghong Tower?

Can you move He Ran? "

Every word Mr. He San said was like a sharp blade, piercing the old lady's body to pieces.

In this case, Mr. He San will say it every few days.

The look he looked at the old lady became colder and colder day by day.

The old lady gritted her teeth and said word by word: "At the beginning, it was you and your wife who insisted on going to the capital with me. I didn't force you to go."

Mr. He San burst out laughing again. He could no longer remember why he went to the capital. But he knew that since arriving in the capital, the He family has become more and more unlucky day by day. It is extremely unlucky!

But the old lady thought of Ding, that bitch, who took her daughter and took the money and ran away!
"And that Ding family, if she comes to our door one day, you can't forgive her, don't let her die to apologize, let alone let her enter our ancestral grave."

Mr. He San looked at her with disdain, Mr. Ding? If the old lady hadn't asked Ding to hand over all her private rooms, would Ding have left?

Now he has no home, no wife, no daughter, nothing. People are cheap when they leave their hometown!

Mr. He San had regretted it for a long time, but he never found the reason in himself. He gave all his resentment to the old lady.

Of course the old lady regretted it, but she wouldn't admit it. She was also complaining, complaining about everyone, complaining about the eldest man dying outside, complaining about Yan Shike's family, complaining about He Shuyuan being a loser, complaining about her second son's family being useless, Complaining about Ding who ran away, complaining about the incompetent Lao San.

Sometimes, she also complained about He Ran.

If they were still in Zhending, He Ran did not pretend to be pitiful, but told them that she was the head of He's family. She could lead Ran's army to conquer the world. In the future, she could be the queen and have power over the country.

If this is the case, then the He family will definitely treat her as an ancestor.

The eldest master will not leave his life and death unknown, the He family will not be separated, and they will not leave their hometown and come to Jinling.

The old lady and the third master blame each other and complain every day.

He Shuquan had no one to discipline him or take care of him. He went from skipping school occasionally to not going to school at all. Neither the old lady nor the third master knew about it. By the time they found out, He Shuquan was already following the boss to collect protection money.

"Do you know He Ran? That's my sister!"

He Shuquan's words caused a burst of laughter from the gangsters, and the boss slapped him on the head: "Why didn't you say that Jinghong Tower is owned by your family?"

He Shuquan nodded: "My family opened it."

So he received another slap on the head.

Everyone said, this is a fool.

At this time, the black girl also saw the edict.

He was laughing too, laughing so hard.

He Ran sent the emperor to guard the imperial mausoleum?

So, professional things should be done by professionals.

For example, the job of guarding the imperial mausoleum should be left to someone from the royal family.

However, this emperor's surname was not Zhou, but Min. He could at most be regarded as a descendant, but he was far from the royal family.

He Ran asked him to guard the imperial mausoleum. This was a compliment to him.

At this time, Bai Gou came in with a medical worker: "Why are you giggling? It's time for you to change your dressing."

A few days ago, during the battle in Xiangyang City, Black Girl was injured.

There were several injuries, the most serious one being an arrow in the thigh. It had been rainy and rainy the past few days, and the wound had suppurated. He had a high fever. Yesterday, the doctor cut away all the rotten flesh on the wound, and today his fever finally subsided.

Black Girl saw the letter in Bai Gou's hand at a glance: "Is it my letter?"

Bai Gou did not hand him the letter: "Change the dressing first, and then read it after changing the dressing."

The black girl smiled, obediently lifted the quilt, and asked the medical staff to change his dressing.

He looked out the window: "It will either rain or be cloudy this month. When will we see sunny days?"

Bai Gou snorted: "The weather in Yudi is good. You took the initiative to let it go. You chose this place and the road you chose. You have to walk even if it rains."

The black girl raised her lips and smiled again.

He gave up Yu Di, and He Ran defeated them all.

So he has no regrets at all. If it were him, he might still be fighting the refugee army in Yudi. Look at He Ran, the flags of the Ran army have been planted all over Yudi.

Sister Ran is Sister Ran, she has always been better than him.