Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 162 Ten Ways of Humor
Emperor Yuantai smiled angrily, "Yes, yes, you have the ability to be brave..." After finishing speaking, he opened the fourth book, which read, Your Majesty, since all the money on the minister's body was used up in the canal repair, there is no The money is gone, so I opened a market with foreign merchants and collected their taxes. If you want to punish the crimes of the ministers, please issue an order...

The servant knelt on the ground, and waited for a while, why didn't he hear a snap for so long, he glanced quietly, the emperor frowned, just when he thought that the book would not be dumped, it had already been thrown in front of him, frightened He held his breath and remained motionless.

Emperor Yuantai asked: "Yuyuan, guess what the fifth book will be?"

"Your Majesty, this old slave doesn't know."

"I let you guess, forgive your innocence."

"Your Majesty, that old slave will first look at the few books on the ground."

"Ah."

The servant Fang Yuyuan quickly picked up the folder on the ground, looked at it openly, and said, "My lord, could it be a war?"

"Yuyuan, you can't do it, you can't even guess it." Emperor Yuantai shook his head repeatedly.

"Your Majesty, forgive me for being stupid."

"I won't let you guess." Emperor Yuantai opened the fifth book, and now he really smiled, "Yuyuan, the last time I went to Liangzhou, you went with me."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this old slave remembers clearly."

"How do you like it there?"

"Your Majesty, the territory of our Great Wei Dynasty is really vast, vast and vast."

"Haha..." The emperor was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning of the personal guard's words. He raised his head and laughed, "I said Yuyuan, you said that place is desolate, why bother to beat around the bush."

"Your majesty..." The waiter Fang squeezed out a smile, even if I were killed, I dare not say that the place under your rule is desolate!
The emperor stopped smiling for a moment, and said formally: "You said that place can grow grain?"

"Maybe it can be planted."

The emperor was taken aback again, "Why do you say that?"

"My lord, the population of Liangzhou Prefecture is also tens of thousands. How can they live without food? They can always grow it."

"Can you grow grain?" The emperor looked down at the booklet, "The fifth booklet, Xia Zi'an said that he had farmed, and used the system of farming, and bought more than [-] taels of farm tools to distribute to the farmers. He said that after the grain was grown, he would be self-sufficient. Self-sufficient, don't reach out to the court to ask for food."

"Your Majesty, this is a good thing!" Fang Neishi said happily.

The emperor was dubious: "Can it be planted?"

"Your Majesty, if the King of Beijun dares to say it, you dare to believe it!"

"..." The emperor blinked.

Fang Nei thought to himself, let's not throw the bag now, but the emperor threw the bag into his arms, "I'm waiting for him how to make this big talk come true."

Fang's waiter carefully took the booklet.

Emperor Yuantai flipped through the sixth script again, and blurted out: "Build a village into a town?"

"Your Majesty, what does it mean to build a village into a town?"

Yuan Tai read softly: "The border of Liangzhou Prefecture is long and desolate. I decided to disperse the soldiers and refugees on the border and let them build houses and families. From homes to villages, and from villages to small towns. When you are busy training to guard the border, when you are busy farming and harvesting grain..."

-

Looking at the gilded plaque on the door, shining golden light in the night light, Feng Jiangyi stroked his beard and asked: "Xiao Zhao, when do you think the master of this mansion will come to Beijing?"

Being invited by Feng Jiangyi to come out for dinner, Zhao Yuyan's excitement has not yet dissipated. Hearing the old master's question, he hastily cupped his hands, "Back to Master, maybe next year."

"Haha..." Feng Jiangyi laughed loudly, "Sure enough, he is a formidable young man, a good guess."

Ma Dalang, who was standing beside Zhao Yuyan, frowned slightly, "Master Jiang, the king of Beijun said that his marriage may be held in Beijing, and my father Songkou's age is next year. Master Zhao can tell the next year, is it worth your praise?" Will."

"Haha..." Feng Jiangyi laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, it's just right to get married next year."

"Uh..." Ma Dalang couldn't figure out what this meant, "Master Jiang, do you want me to call the door?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and Zhuang Hao came out, clasping his hands with a smile on his face, "It's really a rare guest who can't even be invited, Grand Master Feng invites—"

"Mr. Zhuang—"

"It's disgusting to the younger generation."

"How's your cultivation going recently?"

Zhuang Hao had already stood beside him, with a face of shame: "Grand Master, if others don't understand, don't you understand me? I'm just messing around."

"Haha..." Feng Jiangyi said with a smile behind his hands: "I seem to smell the smell of Baxia offering in it, and there are new ingredients?"

"Back to the grand master, I was alone in the mansion, cooking maocai." Zhuang Hao replied.

"Instant Boiled Spicy Hot Pot?"

Zhuang Hao said: "Yes, Ma Erniang said it is a hot pot for one person."

"What's the point of eating hot pot alone." Feng Jiangyi strode into the mansion.

Zhuang Hao followed: "Yes, yes, what the grand master said is right, I will ask someone to prepare a pot immediately, and we will eat together."

"Hurry up, I want the authentic way of the little girl's family." Feng Jiangyi ordered.

"Yes, Master."

A group of people entered the Beijun Prince's Mansion one by one, and sat in the dining room of the guest house. A large copper pot was placed on the table, and the ingredients inside were tumbling in the water, emitting aroma as the heat evaporated.

Zhuang Hao said: "I have something new today, and I want to give the old master a reward."

"What?"

"It's a wine from Dongqiu Commercial Street in Liangzhou Prefecture. It's sweet and refreshing, with a special taste." Zhuang Hao returned to his first home.

"You bought it?"

Zhuang Hao smiled and said, "Of course it's not my subordinate, it's General Zhang Nian Meizhang."

"Take it out and let the old man pay for it."

"That's it." Zhuang Hao pointed to the chic little wine jar on the table and said.

"Don't talk nonsense, quickly pour it out and let the old man pay for it."

Zhuang Hao immediately pulled out the cork and poured a cup for everyone, "It's not too spicy, but Nianmei told me that it has a lot of stamina, so be careful not to get drunk."

"It's good to be drunk." Feng Jiangyi squinted impatiently, "It's really sweet. I'm getting old, and now I still like sweets. If you like it, give me a jar."

"There is really an altar." Zhuang Hao said with a smile.

Feng Jiangyi accepted it unceremoniously, and turned around happily: "You two friends, hurry up and eat."

"Yes, Master."

A table of four people started cooking hot pot formally, chatting while cooking, and unwittingly talked about Xia Zhen's Ten Dao Zhe Zi, but Zhao Yuyan first mentioned the matter of Shi Dao Zhe Zi, he wanted to know the emperor's attitude , and there is no one else who can be closest to the emperor except Feng Jiangyi.

Feng Jiangyi rinsed the goose intestine with chopsticks, chewed it slowly, and did not answer the conversation immediately.

Zhuang Hao glanced at Zhao Yuyan seemingly inadvertently, and said with a smile: "How is Mr. Zhao in the household department?"

"good."

"What about you, how is Master Ma in the Imperial Academy?" Zhuang Hao asked again.

"It doesn't seem to be suitable for me." Ma Dalang replied honestly.

Feng Jiangyi glanced at his student, "It's just not suitable."

"Master..." Ma Dalang was aggrieved and puzzled.

"Don't look at me, if you don't fit, you have to stay for three years."

"okay."

Feng Jiangyi was angry and funny: "If it was your sister, she would have achieved her goal by rolling around."

Ma Dalang smiled: "My younger sister is a girl's family, we as men should always pamper her."

"Haha..." Feng Jiangyi laughed loudly, "That's true, but having said that, I suspect that the ten scriptures have her credit."

The three of them didn't expect that he took over the words like this, and they all looked at him in unison.

Zhuang Hao is Xia Zhen's subordinate, of course he cares about his old boss, and their fate will be linked in the future.

Zhao Yuyan is a child from a poor family. He has already stepped into an official career. It is not easy to build his own network. His best shortcut is the King of Beijun, so he is very concerned about these ten scriptures.

Not to mention Ma Yichu, the king of Beijun is his future sister-in-law, and he has to care about it both emotionally and rationally.

"Brother Zhao, you should have heard the content of the ten scriptures."

"Yes, when it was submitted to the Zhongshu Province by the North Road, the people from the Zhongshu Province hesitated for two days before they dared to pass it to the waiter. During these two days, someone revealed some of the contents of the ten scriptures."

"What do you think the emperor will see?"

Zhao Yuyan pursed his lips: "Four or five?"

Feng Jiangyi smiled and didn't say a word, and continued to eat the pot.

Zhuang Hao lowered his eyelids, raised his head and stretched out his hands to rinse the dishes, and said casually, "Maybe we can see the eighth way."

Feng Jiangyi said: "Your master has given you a letter!"

Zhuang Hao smiled and acquiesced.

Feng Jiangyi smiled deeply, turned his head and glanced at the room, Zhuang Hao immediately understood the profound meaning of his glance at the room, "I heard that your Fuma Mansion has been set up, do you plan to move?"

"That's after marriage."

"Yes." Feng Jiangyi nodded.

-

Ning Wangfu

King Ning was sitting in front of Liu Zaili, and the Minister of Zhongshu was sitting beside him. The three of them were also discussing Xia Zhen's ten memorials.

Zhongshu Shilang said: "The memorial of the king of Beijun does not conform to the regulations, whether it is sentences or writing format. Logically, we can withhold it and not submit it, but..." Although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone sitting here understood .

King Ning smiled: "There's such a commotion in the north, it's not something you can hold back."

"What the lord said is."

King Ning asked, "I really feel that such a casual memorial, which number can the emperor see? Zili, what number do you think it is?"

"The eighth way."

"Why?"

Liu Zaili narrowed his eyes slightly: "A sergeant should also tell the Holy Majesty when he marries a daughter-in-law, the Holy Majesty will not be impatient."

King Ning said: "What if the Holy Majesty ignores the eighth way and sees the ninth way?"

Liu Zaili squinted his eyes: "I guess His Majesty will not see the Ninth Way."

Zhongshu Shilang said: "But everyone is talking about the ninth memorial."

King Ning and his son looked at each other and asked, "Zi Li, what does Xia Zhen mean?"

Liu Zaili stood up abruptly, "Father, I will go to the palace."

"this late……?"

"It's okay, I think the emperor will meet me." Liu Zaili turned to Zhongshu's servant and said, "My lord, let me see you off by the way."

"Your Majesty is being polite!" Zhongshu Shilang bowed his hands to King Ning, "Then I will take my leave."

-

In the far north, Xia Zhen really invited senior generals to dinner at Anlong Restaurant. The four-story restaurant was all booked out, and there was a half-floor above the fourth floor, known as the fake fifth floor. Ma Miner lived in her own In the room, eating millet porridge over a warm charcoal fire.

Shan Xiaodan frowned: "Little Boss, there is seafood porridge in the kitchen, you really don't want to eat it?"

Ma Miner shook her head, "No, I don't want to eat such heavy porridge at night, I just eat millet porridge to keep healthy."

Shan Xiaodan curled his lips: "The shopkeeper said that seeing seafood in Liangzhou City is like seeing a treasure. You don't pay for it, maybe there will be none tomorrow."

Ma Min'er shook her head resolutely, "I won't eat, for the sake of keeping healthy, I can't help being greedy."

Shan Xiaodan was helpless, "Little Boss, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go down and help."

"Go, catch Brother Xiaoyou and give him a good fix." Ma Min'er said casually.

Shan Xiaodan's face turned red as usual: "I...why should I fix him?"

"I always don't go back to the cabin, and I can't see anyone. Shouldn't I fix him?"

"Didn't you say that he makes money, so I won't fix him."

"Wow, Miss Shan, you won't be able to defeat him, can you?" Ma Min'er looked like she was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Shan Xiaodan stared: "Little Boss, in order to protect you, I'm practicing every day now, so I won't be able to beat him, how is that possible?"

"Hee hee, then beat him up."

Seeing her watching the excitement, Shan Xiaodan stomped away angrily, "There is something delicious, and I won't bring it to you." After speaking, she turned around and went out without reaching for the sliding door.

The door opened, and the incomparably handsome Beijun King came in with a small plate of snacks in his hand.

"Prince of the county——" Shan Xiaodan saluted and glanced at the plate, his expression was really cracked, she did not behave properly, and he was handled by someone else, and this person was an extremely noble prince of the county.

"Haha..." Ma Min'er put down the spoon, lay down on the table and laughed.

Shan Xiaodan ran out quickly.

Xia Zhen felt baffled, "What's the matter?" Looking down at her clothes, "Is there something wrong?"

"No...it's nothing..." Ma Min'er held back her laughter, stood up quickly, and reached out to take the plate in his hand, "Spring rolls?"

"I heard you talking about it yesterday. When I left the table, I asked Xiaowen to order a plate for me. When I came in, I took it in."

"Look down!"

Xia Zhen bowed her head obediently.

Ma Min'er stood on tiptoe and kissed her, "It's better for my future husband, I know that millet porridge is scarce, so give me some dry food to fill my stomach."

"Why eat millet porridge?" Xia Zhen asked curiously.

Ma Min'er replied: "It's dry in winter, eat some millet porridge to nourish your stomach, have you eaten well?"

"Ah."

"Those generals are still eating?"

"Ah."

Ma Min'er pinched a spring roll and put it in her mouth: "It's covered four layers, how many generals do you have?"

"Three or 400 people."

"Excellent." Ma Min'er gave a thumbs up.

Xia Zhen shook her head and smiled, "Isn't it the first day you met me?"

"Hee hee, I want to flatter you, by the way, where is the general?"

Xia Zhen replied, "Father has already returned to the city."

"Oh." Ma Min'er continued to sit down for dinner, eating millet porridge and spring rolls, her small mouth bulging, watching Xia Zhen's Adam's apple move.

"you want to eat?"

Xia Zhen looked away, "No."

"Then why are you muttering?"

Xia Zhen rolled her eyes at the young daughter-in-law, "I just want to get married quickly and do things after the wedding!"

"Pfft... um..." Ma Min'er covered her mouth to prevent the porridge from spurting out, swallowed it down and said, "Brother, I'm eating."

"Who told you to kiss me just now?"

Ma Min'er held the spring roll in one hand and the chopsticks in the other, and raised her hands simultaneously, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, Brother Zhen, can you please restrain yourself?"

"I'm going to drink water." Xia Zhen stood up angrily, stood halfway to the table and poured herself a glass of water, and drank clear buckwheat tea, feeling better.

Oh my god, my aunt who is old-fashioned and tender-skinned can bear no less than you!

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ma Min'er had finished her dinner, rinsed her mouth, and washed her face, "I feel more comfortable here than a log cabin."

Xia Zhen smiled and beckoned, she sat in his arms, "Your room has also been tidied up, one on the east side."

"Yeah." Xia Zhen rested her chin on the young daughter-in-law's hair, "We'll go back to Pingding in a few days."

"Okay, I can catch up with Aunt Wan to have a baby."

"You get along well with your stepmother."

"Okay."

Xia Zhen was silent for a while.

Ma Min'er knew why he was lost, so she reached out to pat his head, and said, "We will get married in September next year, in Fucheng..."

"It will be Jingli."

"Why?" Ma Miner asked.

"There are various reasons."

"Oh." Ma Min'er stretched out her hand to play around Xia Zhen's hanging hair, "I heard that you gave ten memorials to the emperor, what did you say?"

Xia Zhen replied: "Since we arrived in Liangzhou, I haven't written a booklet. This time, I will tell you everything together."

"That really needs ten."

Xia Zhen said: "Actually, it's not necessary. It can be written in one copy. I deliberately asked Wei Ren to write ten."

"If the emperor knows that you are so bad, be careful that he beats you." Ma Min'er smiled.

"It's so far away, he can't reach it."

"Haha..." Ma Miner was overjoyed, "You are much more humorous than before."

"humor?"

"It just means it's funny."

"Oh." Xia Zhen said.

Ma Min'er worriedly asked: "However, if you dare to be funny with the emperor, will you be photographed dead by him?"

"Your husband isn't made of paper, it's muddy, so it's so easy for him to slap him to death." Xia Zhen asked with a smile, "Which one do you think the emperor will see?"

"Tell me what you wrote first, and I'll guess later."

Xia Zhen told the young daughter-in-law the content of the booklet she wrote, and she sat up from his arms in shock, "Brother, you are really amazing."

"Is it great?" Xia Zhen smiled triumphantly.

Ma Min'er sighed: "Yeah, I dare to say that, it's not amazing."

"Didn't you ask Wei Ren to write the notes on repairing the canal like this? I copied it."

"Copy it?" Ma Min'er rolled her eyes, "The order of the folds is not what I meant."

Xia Zhen grinned, "That's right."

Ma Min'er pouted: "Be careful that the emperor is so angry when he sees the ninth way, if he doesn't look at the tenth way, then you can..."

"But what?"

Ma Min'er hung her hands around Xia Zhen's neck, "You made me unable to sleep tonight."

"Don't worry, daughter-in-law, even if the emperor is impatient to see the tenth way, someone will remind him to see the tenth way."

"Oh." Ma Min'er said: "Then I'll sleep until dawn, and pack up and go back to Pingcheng from tomorrow.

"Ah."

-

When Liu Zaili arrived at the gate of the palace, the gatekeeper didn't ask any questions at all, and put him directly inside the palace. He soon came to Yuan Tai, "My lord—"

It was very late at night, and as the most honorable person in the world, he still couldn't fall asleep peacefully. He frowned, feeling exhausted, "Zi Li, why are you here, I was just looking for you."

Liu Zaili saluted and said: "Return to the Holy Lord, I heard about the Ten Dao Zhezi of the King of Beijun, so I came here."

"I haven't finished watching."

Liu Zaili asked, "My lord, which path did you see?"

"Eighth way, Xia Zian asked me for officials, saying that he lacked manpower to build villages and towns."

"Does the Holy Majesty agree?"

Yuan Tai said: "The people in my hands are all talents who have gone through many scientific tests. Who would like to go to that desolate place? Besides, the biggest official in the small town is the pavilion chief, and no one wants to go."

"Your Majesty, you should take a look at the Ninth Path first!"

Emperor Yuantai looked at Liu Zaili suspiciously, "What is the Ninth Way?"

"My lord, I'm afraid I may have misheard, so please take a look."

Emperor Wutai looked at the folded paper that he had pushed aside, and the waiter hurried over and put the folded paper in front of the emperor. After looking at it twice, he stretched out his hand to open the folded paper. It was written on it: I don’t have money, I can’t do anything, I found someone to explore the gold mine, and now I am digging for gold in the northern mountain of Liangzhou City..."

This excerpt really made Emperor Yuantai clear-headed and his eyes bright. He quickly flipped through the tenth question: If the Holy One wants to take back the gold mine, then give me the silver...

"Hehe..." Yuan Tai hooked his lips into a smile, "It's really an interesting ending."

"Your Majesty?" Liu Zaili raised his eyes and asked about the contents of the tenth scripture.

"This Xia Zi'an, the Ninth Taoist told me that there is a gold mine, and the Tenth Taoist told me that if he took his gold mine, he would ask me for silver. He really dared to speak."

Liu Zaili didn't answer the call.

Yuan Tai raised his eyes and looked at Liu Zaili, "This Xia Zian, I found out that he was digging gold mines in Xiangzhou Prefecture. Now tell me that there is a mine in Liangzhou City North Mountain? What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, Xia Zian's meaning is very obvious. He intends to use the one in Xiangzhou Prefecture for private use. As for...the one in Beishan, he wants to go to Minglu..."

"Ming Lu? Ask me for money..." Emperor Yuan Tai closed his eyes tightly and murmured softly.

In the imperial study room, there was a sudden silence. It is reasonable to say that no matter whether it is the royal family or the powerful, it is not allowed to mine gold mines privately. However, the border of the Wei Dynasty has been fighting for years, and many generals have no choice but to dig mines privately if they cannot supply supplies from the court. Subsidizing military use has become an unwritten rule, and successive emperors have no choice but to turn a blind eye.

"Yuzhou Prefecture...Liangzhou Li Beishan..."

Liu Zaili raised his hand and said, "Your Majesty, if I ask someone to verify it, where is the real gold mine?"

Emperor Wutai looked at Liu Zaili, "Who is the former general of Liangzhou Prefecture?"

"Return to the Holy Lord, Miao Qunxiu, when the Queen came back from Qingzhou Mansion, he escorted the Queen and stayed in Gyeonggi."

"Get him here."

"Yes, my lord."

Miao Qunxiu arrived at the palace on the second night, "Your Majesty, the last general greets you."

Yuan Tai, who is about 40 years old, is in good condition. There are no wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. When he squints, although sharp, he is not gloomy: "General Miao, you have been stationed in Liangzhou and Qingzhou. Are you familiar with them?"

"Back to the emperor, the general dare not say that he is familiar with it, but the general knows all the dangers and obstacles that are easy to prevent."

"I didn't mean to ask you this."

"What the Holy Majesty wants to ask is..."

Yuan Tai asked the servant to pass the notebook to him, "Is what the king of Beijun said true?"

When Miao Qunxiu saw the word "Gold Mine", she was taken aback: "Holy... Your Majesty..."

Emperor Yuantai lowered his eyes: "The queen told me several times about you, and asked me to rate you..." Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyes to the courtier, waiting for him to make a statement.

"My lord..." Miao Qunxiu's back was covered with sweat in the midst of winter, "The last general... can the last general tell the truth?"

Emperor Yuantai said seriously: "I want to listen to the truth."

"Return...Return to the Holy Lord, according to legend, there is fire erupting from Beishan..."

"I don't want to hear this, so I asked if there is a gold mine."

"Have……"

"Come--"

Emperor Yuantai hadn't finished shouting, Miao Qunxiu interrupted him: "Your Majesty, it's almost been dug up by people, not much."

"How do you judge that there are not many?"

"Hui...Hui Sheng, including the last general, many generals stationed there have been dug by someone, and they don't have much gold. Of the ten holes, maybe only one or two."

Emperor Yuantai narrowed his eyes almost invisible, "I will ask someone to check."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Miao Qunxiu's back was covered with sweat. He also dug gold mines, and he was afraid of being held accountable by the emperor, but Beishan is really a poor mountain, and there are not many gold mines. The reason for a gamble.

"Go down."

"Yes, my lord."

After General Miao left, Liu Zaili came in from the side hall, "My lord, is Xia Zian doing this to cover up the gold mine in Xiangzhou Prefecture?"

Emperor Yuantai narrowed his eyes coldly, "Zi Li, you went to Xiangzhou to investigate a few years ago. If it is true, you will meet Xia Zian."

Liu Zaili cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I will also send people to Liangzhou to investigate, so as not to miss any possibility."

"Well, it's okay. Once the gold mine is real, report it quickly."

"Yes, my lord."

-

In the winter in the north, it is really frozen for thousands of miles and snowed for thousands of miles.After a heavy snowfall, the mountains in the distance and the wilderness nearby are covered in silver everywhere, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

Standing upstairs and looking at the scenery is beautiful, but if you go out for a walk, the weather is not good. Ma Miner, who is eager to go home, can't care about the poetic and picturesque. She prays that the weather will improve soon so that she can go home .

Maybe he was going back to Pingding. Xia Zhen was too busy to see anyone these days. He either met the officials of Liangzhou City or the generals guarding the border. He had to ask about everything one by one.

In the main tent, Xia Zetao sat in front of his son, "I thought about it, since the war can't be fought now, I will take your mother back to Fucheng, and your grandfather, to plan your marriage next year, so I should get busy gone."

Xia Zhen nodded: "I have already promoted three generals from the fourth rank, let them stay here all year round, and appointed Wang Zhongde as a general."

Xia Zetao nodded: "General Wang followed your grandfather when he was young, I followed me before I disappeared, and now I have been with you for a few years, it can be regarded as an old member of our Xia family."

"I originally wanted Nianmei to stay, but he is still young. Although he is capable, his temperament is uncertain. Let him practice for a few more years."

"Thoughtful."

Xia Zhen said again: "Gu Dun can fight, let him be stationed, this temper will have to grind."

"My son is very thoughtful." Xia Zetao smiled, "I heard that Gu Dun had a fight with Er Niang, didn't you?"

"Ah."

"Why?"

Xia Zhen replied: "He wants to marry Miner's servant as his concubine, but Miner disagrees."

"what kind of person?"

Xia Zhen frowned: "A woman who has divorced, five years older than Gu Dun."

Xia Zetao was surprised: "Er Niang disagrees?"

"Ah."

Xia Zetao smiled: "Why? It stands to reason that Gu Dun's conditions are good, and it is more than enough to accept her."

(End of this chapter)