Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!What he did not know was that Feng Qingbai was not satisfied with the current progress.

A subordinate has seriously delayed the time. It seems that he has not been in the camp for nearly ten years, and all aspects of his ability will really go backward.

In a corner of the southwest, the two figures have just climbed out of the mountain.

The young man in front almost wailed and shouted at the old man in the back, "Can you hurry up, old man? It has been delayed for a long time. When I go back, I have to be skinned, so you don't want to drink my wine!"

The master only gave him two months. Now that three months have passed, he has just climbed out of the mountain. Doesn’t that mean he is seriously incapable?

Even after returning to Beijing, the master still wants him?

He will be removed from the hidden guard camp!Uncle, his uncle, why should he be appointed for this task?

Can you give him a way of life?

Behind the old man's footsteps were vain and careless, "I'm in a hurry, I'll tell you boy, don't lie to my old man. If you can't find the old man's favorite wine in Beijing, you don't need your master to do it. I'll peel your skin first. "

Wei Lan squinted at the old man's short, shriveled figure, scorning his lips, picking his skin, just rely on him?

Don't flash your teeth when you talk big, you are old!

"Come on, let's take a sip of wine first. Without drinking, the old man can't move." The old man didn't care about Wei Lan's contempt. His eyes were fixed on the wine bottles hanging on his body, and his small eyes were shining brightly.

laugh!Wei Lan picked up one and opened the wine stopper, poured a few drops of wine in a two-finger glass and passed it.

"Just like that?" the old man shouted.

"That's not enough? Good wine needs to be tasted slowly. It's not bad if you want to drink one at a time. Come back to Beijing with me. How much do you want to drink in Beijing?"

He brought Wutan wine together, and stolen it from the house. The smallest one in the wine jar, if he didn’t hang the old wine bug, he could coax the old man's buttocks after he had finished drinking. Follow along?

"It's just a few drops, there is a little more on the glass, and a drop in my mouth. You guy is ruthless enough." Putting the glass upside down and sucking on the mouth, the old man grinned, "What are you doing?" Know that the old man loves drinking? I haven’t seen you before, and few people outside the old man’s name know."

"I don't know you love drinking," Wei Lan backed the good wine jar and turned to push the old man from behind. "Aren't you called Jiu Lao, who can call this name, can you not love wine?"

One guess would be an old worm.

Or can he go to the house to steal alcohol?

Carrying five wine jars on the road long and tiringly, are you tired?He is not stupid again.

In order to successfully complete the task, a lot of things went smoothly in the Liu Family Courtyard, and when he turned around and waited for him to go back, Wei Dahong was definitely not forgiving him.

It's time to fight.

Is he easy?

I don't know how that guy is in Xinghua Village.

I haven't seen it in more than three months, so lonely like snow.

In the Liu Family Courtyard, Wei Hong danced a tree branch into the wind, and the air was filled with the sound of the air.

Smooth movements, light and flexible posture.

"Aunt Red, great!" Liu Zhiqiu was fascinated and applauded.

"Oh chirp!" Only one difference can end this sword dance, destroyed by a sneeze.

Wei Hong rubbed his nose, glanced at the room where Wei Lan had lived, and grunted.

Wei Dalan scolded her in the back.

Throw the branch to Liu Zhiqiu, "You can practice it yourself, you can't do it in the house, but hard work can still be improved."

When everything is fine, she will teach a few tricks, and Liu Zhiqiu also learns quickly.

It's a pity that no one taught when he was a kid, and it's too late to start learning Kung fu, otherwise he can become a master of a generation.

Standing next to it for a while, she found that the moves she had just used, Liu Zhiqiu could not dance out of a single move, but only owed a little fluency, and her eyes appeared satisfied.

It's a pity that Zhiqiu only plays these as games, and if he is interested, he learns a few tricks. When he's not interested, he doesn't practice.

Bai wasted a good talent.

"Zhiqiu, stop playing. After a while, I go to the town to cut some meat. It's not easy to put the dishes when the weather is hot. There is not enough to prepare at home." Cuckoo shouted in the vegetable field outside the courtyard wall.

"understood."

"When passing by the entrance of the village, ask who is there who needs to bring something, help them along the way."

"Come on!"

In May in Xinghua Village, the weather has started to heat up. There is a carriage at home, and cuckoos often call their own children to buy fresh meat dishes.

Very convenient.

Although there were only four people left in the family, there was a lot of work in the field with the help of the villagers, and they couldn't be tired. It was no different than usual.

In a horse-drawn carriage, he yelled under the old locust tree at the head of the village, wrote a list in his heart, and went straight to the town.

When I got to town, it was just past noon.

The old lady asked to buy meat, and then bought two fish for the uncle and aunt in the village, with a little sugar, with a needle and thread, with a cloth head, a medicine of rice paper in the village head's house, and a writing brush.

Piecemeal, when he ran out of a street in town, he could buy everything.

Needlework paper pens and those who bought first, and finally Liu Zhiqiu went to the vegetable market.

The meat and the fish smell, and it smells bad for a long time.

When the door of Shushumen Shulu reached the familiar pork shop, there were two people dressed up in the front of the house. Liu Zhiqiu stayed aside so as not to squeeze up, and they said that he was a Dengzi rogue.

"Aren't you the lady-in-law in the front of Li's house, how come you have to go out and buy food?" the boss asked with a smile while chopping ribs to the two lady-maids.

In the large households of Haofu Gaomen, there are fixed merchants who deliver rice dishes to their homes, or there is a special purchaser who buys the daily consumption once, so that there are very few temporary purchases.

A majestic replied, "There are dignitaries in the house, and the food is not enough, we need to purchase, so the master told us to come out and buy some."

"Yo, your guests come to our door. In this Cangwu town, who else can be more expensive than your Li family."

The other girl smiled with her lips hidden, and the tone was inexplicable, "This expensive customer is not from our Cangwu Town, but from Yunzhou City. Our five young ladies are very blessed. There are good sisters who help find family matters. It seems to me."

"If you are fancy, Miss Wu will walk all the way up, and will be rich later."

The maid's voice said big or small, small or small, and the hawkers around could clearly invite.

Wait for someone to leave and immediately discuss each other.

"Since ancient times, women's personal affairs have been the words of parents' matchmaker. How did Miss Lifuwu want sisters to help them find relatives?

"Isn't it? How much do I hate to marry? It was the last thing I really liked. I'm afraid the result will not be much better. Since ancient times, men have asked for women. Can the family of the man afford it?"

"It doesn't matter what you can afford. As long as it's in Li Fu's favor, the head of the house will nod that head, and Miss Li Wu will have to marry. The big households are more upset."