The male protagonist is blackening: Raiders, please be careful

Chapter 95
"Hey, what's the matter with you?" After seeing Yang Guang's obviously displeased expression many times, Bai Feifei finally couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Yang Guang replied sullenly.

"It's nothing, you still have a bad face!" Bai Feifei said unceremoniously, "Are you unhappy because your mother wants to marry you?"

"Yeah." Yang Guang curled his lips, "They said they were going to marry me, but they never asked my opinion. I don't even know what that woman looks like, so I want to marry her!"

It turned out to be for this.Bai Feifei smiled and said, "Don't worry, the bride is a great beauty!"

Yang Guang said suspiciously: "The candidate has not been decided yet, how do you know?"

"Uh, guess whatever you want." Bai Feifei laughed.

Seeing that Yang Guang still wanted to ask, Bai Feifei quickly changed the subject: "Look, your third brother wants to ask you to go to the temple fair. Let's go quickly, or it will be too late."

"Oops!" Yang Guang's face changed, only then did he remember, and hurried out.

really.As soon as he went out, he saw Yang Jun waiting outside. Seeing him coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Second brother, you are late! Let's go quickly."

Yang Guang smiled slightly, adjusted his clothes and followed Yang Jun to the temple
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"Look, there's a top product over there!"

"This one here is also good!"

The two bad boys set up a painting booth at the entrance of Jinguang Temple, using paintings as a cover, and unscrupulously admiring the beauties who came in and out to offer incense.

Anyone who is pleasing to the eye, will play a little incense for chasing souls, and wait for the temple fair to find people according to the incense.

"Oh! Isn't this the king of Jin and the king of Qin? Why are you selling calligraphy and paintings here? Isn't the salary given to you by the imperial court not enough?" Just when the two were having fun.Suddenly, a sarcastic voice came from beside him.

Guangjun and the other two turned their eyes away from the beautiful woman and turned to the speaker. The person who came was Wu Yunzhao, who had always been at odds with them.

Speaking of Wu Yunzhao, his father, Wu Jianzhang, was a founding hero of the Sui Dynasty. He was awarded first-class merit and canonized as King of Loyalty and Filial Piety.And Wu Yunzhao also entered the court as an official because of his father's credit.Because his father, Wu Jianzhang, was highly valued by Yang Jian, Wu Yunzhao was naturally superior to others in the court; he didn't even pay much attention to the princes.

"It turned out to be Mr. Wu. You also came to pray for God? I'm sorry that our prince's mansion is not as rich and powerful as Wu's family, but your palace is more magnificent than ours. Look at your clothes, silk from Jiangnan Jinxiufang, tens of feet a foot Two, if I remember correctly, Mr. Wu's salary is only more than 200 taels a year, and this dress... Huh! How many years of your salary did you spend?" Yang Jun said with a sneer.He had never been used to Wu Yunzhao's arrogance and domineering manner relying on his father's favor, so naturally he fought back mercilessly at this time.

"I remember that Mr. Wu has only been an official for two years...without eating or drinking, you can spend up to 400 taels...This clothes are still made of the golden scissors in the capital, and the manual cost alone costs a few hundred taels. Where did you get your money?" Yang Guang took over the conversation.

Yang Jun laughed: "Second brother, of course it is King Zhongxiao who loves his son and secretly helps him!"

Yang Guangdao: "Not necessarily. King Zhongxiao has always been frugal and honest, and he has very strict requirements on the few princes in the mansion. How could he subsidize Mr. Wu for a piece of clothing?"

"That's enough! It's just a piece of clothing, please be careful, the two princes!" Wu Yunzhao looked at the people passing by, and stopped the two of them with a guilty conscience.

"Brother Wu? Who are these two?" Behind Wu Yunzhao, a slim woman aged sixteen or seventeen suddenly appeared, with pupils like autumn water, she was staring at Guangjun and the other two and asking questions.

(End of this chapter)