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!On the eve of leaving, Liu Zhixia received an invitation from the old man in Yuan's house, and invited him to enjoy tea in the ink painting house in the city.

When I heard that Yuan Fu's men came to report, Liu Zhixia flashed a sudden accident on his face, and then calmed down.

At that time, Fu Yuzheng was packing up the pen and paper in the living room. "The ink painting is quite famous in the city. It is a gallery. Most of the paintings are famous calligraphy and paintings. Among them, there are also scholars who sell them to support their families. You can go and see, there are many fine products."

"Do you know this too?" Liu Zhixia teased.

"Naturally, although I was a child when I was a child, I grew up in Beijing, and I know Beijing better than you. In addition to the entertainment you have to go to on weekdays, you will go home directly when you go down. I am afraid that there are many attractions in Beijing now. You don’t know how many shops there are."

"Lady needs more advice from now on."

"Good to say, as long as the husband needs it."

"Always needed."

Maodou supported his small head with both hands and rolled his eyes with his eyebrows pressed down. Dad is now facing down. Apart from throwing a few copybooks for him to practice, he basically ignores him.

It's annoying to always talk about your mother.

Still in the late afternoon, Liu Zhixia arrived as scheduled.

When he arrived, Yuan Lao was already enjoying the calligraphy and painting in the ink painting, holding a walking stick, squinting his head upwards, and looking at the pictures in front of him.

Old clock.

He was followed by several people, who should be the ink shopkeepers and folks of Shui Moju, with a nervous face.

Liu Zhixia Xia Ran, these people are afraid that Yuan Lao could not walk steadily or knocked, so ink and ink can not bear the responsibility.

"Lao Yuan, you come out like this, you are embarrassing."

Walked over and smiled at Yuan Lao.

"How embarrassing? You all think that the old man is old, and it will be gone if he touches the man? The old man's mind is still awake and moving, so you don't need to look at it. If there is anything really wrong with you, the old man said." Old Lao Yuan spoke, and looked back at the people around him, "Everyone walks and walks. He came, and someone next to me looked at it, so you don't need to interfere.

The previous sentence also said that it has nothing to do with people, and the next sentence puts his responsibilities on other people's heads. Liu Zhixia feels quite ridiculous.

However, the ink and ink shopkeeper was very happy about this. When he walked, he walked briskly, as if he had removed the burden from his shoulders.

"You come here and help the old man. You are really old. If you don't accept old age, you can still hold a face in front of outsiders. You don't have to be in front of you. Your heart is clear." Yuan Lao waved and gestured to Liu Zhixia. Helping him, the two walked slowly down the gallery.

Perhaps it was an extra greeting, at this time there was no third person except the two of them in the gallery.The whole gallery is very clean.

"The old man knows that you are smart and transparent. Why did you ask you to come out this time? You must have guessed the reason. The old man will not go around with you. Since Xiliang negotiations, you haven’t gone to our house again to avoid suspicion. ?"

The old man came straight to the point, and Liu Zhixia did not pretend, nodded, "Yes, so good for everyone."

Lao Yuan sighed, "How do you say your father and mother gave birth to you? What do you do so well? If you are mediocre, you won't be so attracted to the butterfly, how much has I done to the old man?"

He invited people out this time, and his old face was dazed.

For a lifetime of prosperity, he came to grow old when he was old.

It's really old, my heart softened, and I started to feel a little unclear.

Regarding the old man's ridiculous accusations, Liu Zhixia only smiled and did not answer.

The self-controlling power of a person is derived from the self. It is impossible to control oneself, but to blame others for being so good that they cannot resist the temptation is a reversal.

It is an excuse to find out for your own behavior.

Mr. Yuan also knew that he was looking for the first to blame him, "Hey, how can you blame you, not blame you, if you are not good enough, you can't get into the eyes of the old man. However, it may not be at all?"

"Yuan Lao Qingming has lived all his life. He has stood proudly for three dynasties. He should not look away if he sees people. My temperament, Yuan Lao Ding already knows seven out of ten."

"My father Yuan has saved most of Jiazi's foundation, but the hidden connections are beyond your imagination, and the benefits it can bring to you are beyond your imagination. You really don't think about it? Maybe Yun'er has peaceful coexistence with Mrs. Liu Opportunity?"

"Don't think about it. Without Yuan Lao's contacts, as long as I think, my future achievements may not be lower than Yuan Lao."

Yuan Lao was silent for a while, and then hummed, "The big-talking boy, okay, if the old man is not dead, the old man will open his eyes and see how high you can climb."

"Yuan old and wait and see."

The old man pointed with a cane forward, "Come with me to see the painting. I haven't been here for a long time. There are more people I don't know. Looking at the students, the painting is not bad."

The topic about Yuan Yunqiao stopped here, and the old man didn't mention it again. As always with Liu Zhixia, there was no slight gap because of this rejection.

On the contrary, he looked at this young man with a flat eye in his heart even more.

At the beginning, Liu Zhixia broke into his eyes with the top three and the first post. Although this result was good, it was not unprecedented before, so it was not rare, and Liu Zhixia climbed up step by step. Behind the shadow of King Nanling, Yuan Lao looked down.

Afterwards, once again, he formally looked at the young man with his eyes and became the emperor's assistant. He had contacted him and knew the real material and the humility of the man. Yuan Lao really started to change his mind.

It is indeed a rare talent among the younger generation of North and Central Korea.

Compared with his talents, Yuan Lao appreciates his character more.

Character is the backbone of a person.

Can not be fooled by the power, not be fascinated by the thousands of flowers, adhere to the original firm and unswerving people, this alone is beyond the ordinary people.

Unfortunately, his Yuan family is not blessed.

Their little granddaughter has no luck.

This is all destiny, who asked them not to hurry up early?

People have been invited, talked and talked about. In addition to the elders' love for the younger generation, he also explained to Yuner's request.

No matter what happens in the future, no matter what happens, what kind of character will there be, let the young people toss about it.

Upon learning that Yuan Lao invited Liu Zhixia to talk, Yuan Yunqiao stayed in Fufu for a whole day without going anywhere, staring at the news anxiously.

When Mr. Yuan came back, it was almost evening, and she was given only one sentence, "I didn't expect it, but I turned to the shore."

After talking, the old man went back to the flower room to take a nap.

Yuan Yunqiao lay in bed for three days.

On Fu Yuzheng's side, he did not ask anything about what Liu Zhixia went to Shuimoju for an appointment.

Liu Zhixia did not mention it to him.

There is a natural tacit understanding between the husband and wife, one side does not ask, the other side does not mention, then this matter, no need to care.