Yan Jun chases his wife: Madam, don't make trouble!

Chapter 820

I don't know when I will be able to live a normal life.Suddenly thought of something, and suggested: "Young master is old too, are you willing to get married? Young master is short of a companion in this situation."

"Get married?" Feng Ling muttered to herself, "It's a good idea to get married, but I don't have anyone."

"Leave this to me."

"En." Seeing Steward Ye's enthusiasm, Feng Ling answered casually, not wanting to dampen his interest.

He put on his cloak and went out without even taking an umbrella. The wind and snow outside were really heavy, and he cast a spell so that the wind and snow did not disturb his hairstyle, so he was able to tidy up easily.

There is a fireworks and willow alley in the local area, and that alley is full of all kinds of brothels, so every day he and those pig and dog friends will take turns to visit all the brothels in this alley.

Today it was the turn of this family of Baihualou, and I happened to see a group of friends waving at him at the door, "Brother Fengling, you are finally here, I thought you were going to miss the appointment."

"Sorry, my housekeeper is too nagging, he has to finish his porridge before he can come out." Feng Ling prevaricated a reason at will and dealt with it.

"You can't have this kind of housekeeper, let's drive him out early, how can a master listen to his subordinates?"

"That's it."

Feng Ling didn't care about what they said.

"Today, a few nobles are here, we must not be rude, we must arrive early."

"Why would the nobles drink with us?" They are a bunch of dudes, what kind of nobles would condescend to drink with them?
"I don't know either. It seems that the nobleman held a banquet in this Baihualou and invited us as well."

"What's the matter?"

"The new city lord."

He vomited blood, the city lord is no noble person, he is clearly the supreme commander of this city, just kidding, how could the city lord come to drink in such a place?Not to mention other things, it's really a loss of identity, isn't it! !

Feng Ling didn't express any opinions, no matter who came, he was all the same in his eyes, and what kind of good city lord could he come to this kind of place?

When the few of them entered the arena, there was no one in the wing room, and some guys were still preparing. When they saw them coming, they stopped and saluted.

Each had a book table and sat on the floor. Everyone was scrambling to be closer to the city lord, but Feng Ling chose the seat farthest away from the city lord to sit down.

"A few minutes, the Lord City Master will be here soon, and the banquet will start soon." The old bustard twisted his waist and came in to say hello.By the way, adjust the position, "Young master Ling, your position is here." Pointing to the position on the lower right of the city lord, he said.

Hearing this, everyone present was taken aback, especially Cheng Huabin, who was sitting in that position, was a little embarrassed, "Why?"

"I don't know either. I followed the instructions. Your position is over there." Except for Feng Ling, everyone else's position was arranged at the end, and they changed positions reluctantly. There are still so many positions in the middle. It's not theirs? !

Feng Ling was clearly on the same side as them, so why was she treated so well?Could it be possible to get to know the new city lord?Or is it because of the benefits of being better looking than them? !

All this will be revealed before the banquet begins.

The old bustard heard someone calling, went out to answer, and then came in and said: "Young masters, the city lord is here, I will come as soon as I go."

(End of this chapter)