The villain powerful minister pitted his tech house

Chapter 37
"Do you want to come down and try?"

Song Shushu looked at his eyes and thought that Fu Xuan wanted to come down to plow the land.The strong old cattle in the field are ready to pull the plow for him at any time.

Wang Xuqiang next to him looked at Song Shushu in shock.

Miss, is this crazy?Let such a handsome young man do farm work?
The white clothes and brocade robes on his body are worth more than the old scalper.

Fu Xuan chuckled, "I don't have such a special hobby, Second Miss Song is free to say goodbye."

Fu Xuan took his people and left, watching his back, Wang Xuqiang clasped his hands on his chest, "This official is really a good man."

Handsome, upright, courageous, and most importantly, good-looking.

"Is he a good person?" Song Shushu held his mouth and said with a bit of vicissitudes, "I also thought so when I saw him for the first time. Keep your eyes bright, don't be fooled by him."

"No way, he just appeared in time to save us." Wang Xuqiang said.

"Xiaocui went to rescue the soldiers, even if he doesn't show up, we'll be fine." Song Shushu paused after finishing speaking.

Thinking about it carefully, even if Xiao Cui called Song Yi, that soldier would not be able to escape.

On the contrary, it was Fu Xuan who opened his mouth appropriately. On the surface, he saved her and actually helped the one who joined the army.

Not only can you get thanks from the General's Mansion, you can also get gratitude for joining the army, and you can even get a good reputation in front of many people.

Three birds with one stone.

But what he did was just to say a few words.

Song Shushu clicked his tongue, feeling that this routine was a bit familiar.

Fu Xuan is a person who is white on the outside and black on the inside, with a very bad conscience!
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Inside the General's Mansion.

Song Ruishan asked people to move the desk to the yard.

Various scrolls piled up on the table, Song Ruishan didn't take the old teapot and was busy arranging those scrolls.

"Song Er is back, come and help me hold it."

As he spoke, Song Ruishan stuffed two paintings into Song Shushu's hand.

"Align the two paintings a little bit, don't move. How can I compare you with one tall and one short?"

Song Shushu was confused, "Father, what are you doing?"

"Find a husband-in-law for your sister." Song Ruishan looked at her carefully, "Your sister is already 24, so I'm anxious if I don't find a husband-in-law again.

I'm thinking about working harder and trying to get you a brother-in-law back before Xia Tian. "

Song Shushu understood, and looked left and right at the two paintings in his hands.A young man in Tsing Yi holds a fan, and another young man in armor holds a sword.

The biggest feature of the two is reflected in their attire. As for their appearance, they should not have too high demands on a painter who is good at freehand brushwork.

"I think this is very unreliable." Song Shushu looked at these people whose faces were painted exactly the same, "How can you judge what a real person is like just by appearance and text description. Even these paintings have the same appearance, which is too Hasty."

Song Shushu expressed his disapproval.

"If you want to find a husband for my sister, you must at least get a real person out on a blind date."

"Well, you're right!" Song Ruishan clapped his hands and applauded, "There will be a poetry festival in the Spring Garden in the future. At that time, all the officials' children and gifted scholars will be there. The task of getting Song Da to participate in the poetry festival and a blind date will be handed over to you." I have written a book for my precious daughter."

Song Ruishan patted Song Shushu's shoulder, the smile on his face was unstoppable, and he walked away with a hahaha smile.

Only Song Shushu was left facing the stack of picture scrolls alone, suspecting that he had been tricked.If it was so easy for Song Yi to invite him to participate in some poetry and poetry meeting, why did Song Ruishan spend so much time choosing people in the painting scroll?

Listen, even the name has changed.

Nothing to do with Song Lao Er, something to do baby.

harm.

(End of this chapter)