Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

"Master, who is Jinlian?" Xue'er couldn't help asking as she helped Ximen Qing get up and get dressed.

"Jinlian?" Ximen Qing's mind is still not fully awake: "It's Pan Jinlian."

"As a master, I talked in my sleep, and I called Pan Jinlian more than 300 times." Xue'er yawned, obviously not sleeping well at night.

"what?!"

"Does Pan Jinlian owe the master a lot of money?" Xue'er asked innocently.

Ximen Qing couldn't laugh or cry, and while walking on Xue'er's smooth body, he gave a general account of Pan Jinlian. Of course, he wouldn't mention the matter of his time travel, and no one would believe it.

"So the master likes this Pan Jinlian." Xue'er resisted the slight itch, giggled and said: "That's not easy, just marry back."

"This..." The official Ximen, who was pinching somewhere full of flexibility, couldn't help but pause.

Xue Er let out a "huh" in her mouth, seemed a little dissatisfied with Ximen Qing's stop, twisted her body, and continued: "My master is very powerful, and I am a little powerless to serve my family. Yesterday's posture made my waist sore. It would be nice to have a few more sisters to help share the load."

"Then Pan Jinlian is now a married woman."

"It doesn't matter. Isn't there a Wang Po next to her who is her godmother? I heard that she is also a matchmaker. If the master takes a fancy to Pan Jinlian, the Wang Po is probably more anxious than Pan Jinlian."

What the hell.

Are all women in this era like this?But it's no wonder that what monogamy was, in the Song Dynasty, I was afraid that people would laugh at me to death. Ximen Qing now holds half a street in his hand and is worth a lot of money. cash cow.

But having said that, after being told by Xue Er, the solid ice somewhere in Ximen Qing began to slowly melt away, and she felt that something should happen between herself and Pan Jinlian in order to be in line with this era.

Do I really want to keep Pan Jinlian out of the door and not see each other?

Ximenqing suddenly felt that he was too preconceived. Since his arrival has changed the world, will there be a different future?After all, I saved Wu Dalang from death once, instead of killing Wu Dalang like in the novel.

While it's slowly softening in places, it's still pretty...hard in places.

Especially when held gently by a soft little hand.

"Xue'er, you little goblin, didn't you say that you can't do what you want!" Ximen Qing cursed with a smile, and at the same time doubled his response: "See if the master can't kill you!"

"My lord is sorry for this slave..." Xue Er asked Ximen Qing to seal her mouth before she could finish her words coquettishly. <Light is infinite, who said that life is short?Ximen Qing said that the early bird should get something to eat.

After comforting Xue'er, Ximen Qing's spirit was lifted, and he got up and dressed neatly. Today, he made an appointment with Jiang Jing, a fortune teller, to visit the legendary "three bowls but no post". Ximen Qing is very confident that he can get that shopkeeper Liu Go make your own wine.

Throwing a hundred pens in the past probably killed him too.

Brother is never short of money, what he lacks is talent, get more money for him...

In this way, brother can spend money like water, spend money and drink, and spend money with others when he has nothing to do...

Wait, what do you think is the difference between this and the previous Ximen Qing?

The difference is that Ximenqing used to be the wealthy landowner in Qinghe County, so I want to be the number one landowner in the entire Song Dynasty!

Ximen Qing, full of faith, called Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, with the goal: the small hotel on Jingyang Gang!

set off!

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"If you dare to try it, I will break your leg!" Wu Dalang jumped up and down at the door, gesticulating with his hands, leaning on a commonly used pole beside him.

"You have good intentions from my slave, don't be ignorant of flattery!" Pan Jinlian would also scold: "I have already taken the medicine I caught last time. It will be good for you to grab a second batch to consolidate! It will save uncle when he comes back and thinks The servants are not good to you!"

The uncle Pan Jinlian was talking about was naturally Wu Erlang, the tiger-fighting hero.

How could there be such a big difference when this one was born from a mother's womb?

"Who knows if you're going to fetch medicine or meet your husband?" Wu Dalang said angrily, "Ximenqing's people are stinky, and the medicines from his Ximen family are all stinky. I figured it out, I'd rather eat clay furnace ash than eat Ximen's medicine!"

Pan Jinlian looked at Wu Dalang who was hopping about to stop her from going out, and said angrily: "Okay, you wait! The mud has to be dug in the backyard for you, and the ashes are ready-made here!"

After speaking, Pan Jinlian threw the ashes that she was going to take out to Wu Dalang in front of Wu Dalang: "I choose to eat by myself, and I will go sit in Wang Po's shop."

"You stinky bitch, this is to eat ashes for my man!" Wu Dalang completely forgot the angry words he just said: "Wang Po, that Ma Boliu, is just for hooking up, what are you going to do? Could it be?" You want that old lady to go out and find a man for you? Looking for Ximen Qing?"

Pan Jinlian didn't seem to hear these vicious words, turned around and walked to the backyard. There was a small door leading directly to the tea house opened by Wang Po. Only there could she get some verbal comfort.

Wu Dalang was alone, the front door was blocked but the back door was blocked, so he kicked his leg angrily, and the ashes flew all over the floor, then he stomped his foot and went to the street to discuss with Brother Yun.

Wang Po's tea house was always very free, and after hearing Pan Jinlian's cry, she comforted her, "In a few days, the Jade Emperor Temple will hold the Nine Fairs, and the old lady is going to set up a tea stall. It's good to relax."

"Godmother, Dalang has recently recuperated from illness, and even the business of making cakes has stopped, and my family is very idle." Pan Jinlian agreed without hesitation: "Otherwise, my family would wake up in the early morning every day to make noodles and steam cakes, and I would be exhausted. I have to pull that guy out of bed to sell cooking cakes."

"Okay!" Wang Po smiled and said, "Does Liu Niang know that the official Ximen divorced his first wife and instead helped a servant girl to be his concubine?"

"This matter has caused a stir, and Qinghe County knows about it." Pan Jinlian nodded and replied, "Even Wu's house was ransacked, I didn't expect that such a hero as a high official would capture that old thief Wu. "

"That old thief came to the old woman's place to rest and drink tea." Wang Po felt terrified when she thought about it: "Who would have thought that that old thief was actually a killer bee 30 years ago, with hundreds of lives in his hands..."

Pan Jinlian's eyes are filled with admiration. Although the official Ximen does not look like a strong man like his uncle Wu Song, he can actually do such a big thing and eliminate harm for the people. Now his reputation in the county has almost overwhelmed him. Wu Song was appointed as the new county lieutenant; Qinghe County now has a copy of the Chuuxue Qixiu letter, and he admires the spirit of Ximen officials.

However, Pan Jinlian also found out from Ximen Qing's actions towards her that this senior Ximen official had always shown a refusal attitude towards her, and even once forbade her to enter within fifty paces.

Why is this?Pan Jinlian thought in distress, completely clueless.

"Liu Niang." Wang Po interrupted Pan Jinlian's train of thought, and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about high officials?"

This time Pan Jinlian did not completely deny it, but nodded silently, and a red glow had already flowed onto her pretty face.

"This is easy to handle!" Wang Po said eagerly: "The old woman has been a matchmaker for decades, and this little thing is left to me!"

"Godmother!" Pan Jinlian stomped her feet: "Uncle gave very clear instructions when he left. What should I do if my uncle comes back and finds out that my slave has remarried?"

"Alas." Wang Po sighed, "Actually speaking, Liu Niang, you and Wu Erlang are a natural match, but God's will tricks people, who called him Da Lang's younger brother?"

Mentioning this matter, Pan Jinlian's heart began to feel melancholy again, remembering that snowy night, Wu Erlang coldly pushed away the wine glass he brought over, making her heart become cold as well.

In this life, I have no fate with Wu Erlang, the hero who fights the tiger.But the current Ximen official made Pan Jinlian's cold heart beat hot again.

Maybe, when Wu Erlang comes back after finishing his work, entrust Wu Dalang to him.

Pan Jinlian's heart was still like a mess, tangled together.

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"Master, look, there is Jingyang Gang not far ahead!" The fortune teller Jiang Jing swung his whip on the horse and pointed out the way for Ximen Qing.

"The scenery still looks very good!" Ximen Qing looked at the beautiful Jingyang Gang not far away, and nodded slightly: "If it was in my time, it would have been full of resorts and farmyards. Signs are hung all over the floor. It is only in this era, even on this small hill, that you can enjoy such a scenery.”

"Master and Mr. Jiang, do you want to rest your legs?" Xiao Tianqing, who was following beside her, had sharp eyes and looked at a small signboard with the word "wine" hanging on the trees under Jingyang Ridge in front of her, swaying slightly in the wind.

"Oh." Ximen Qing could see clearly right away, there was a small room in front of him, which seemed to be entirely made of wood, if it wasn't for a signboard floating on it, he could hardly see it with his eyes.

"There is also a tavern here!" The fortune-teller nodded and said, "It's such a remote place, I didn't even find a certain one from Yanggu County last time. Brother Ximen, why don't you and I go and have a rest and have a few drinks ?”

Ximen Qing saw that the signboard was a bit tattered, so he was not very optimistic about this tavern, but looking at the eyes of the fortune teller Jiang Jing, it seemed that he was drinking all the way, and he seemed to be drinking all the way, but it was not easy to stop, fortunately This is not Happy Forest, this is the only hotel along the way.

Anyway, it hurts to ride a horse for a long time, Ximen Qing also needs to relieve it, right?

So when Ximen Qing, Shen Suanzi, and Xiao Tianqing jumped off the horse at the entrance of the hotel, they were looking forward to seeing the warm welcome of the hotel owner.Because rich people come to this kind of small shop angrily in fresh clothes, usually alarming the whole shop.

To their disappointment, not to mention the owner of the hotel, not even half of the staff were there. Only the open door with toothless mouths welcomed the three of them.

This place is so back!Could it be a black shop!

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