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MTL - The Wife is First-Chapter 99 Jealous
"Zhao Ran brother does not have to be polite." Mu Hanzhang stepped forward to help Qin Zhaoran, and asked him to sit at random. "I haven't seen you since the Qionglin feast. I didn't expect to go to Luzhou to be a county."
Qin Zhaoran coveted: "The relationship between Beijing and China is complicated. I don't want to marry that drowning."
"This is," Mu Hanzhang smiled. "Wang Ye is also considered this way, and there is no reluctance." At that time, Jing Hao heard that they were classmates. They were completely looking at the face of their own Wang Shuo and asked to ask for a drink. Later, Gu Qin Zhao did not come to Jinglu and did not care much. Such rhetoric is just that Mu Hanzhang habitually pushes good things to Jing Jing.
Hearing this statement, Qin Zhaoran sighed: "It is clear that there is no such thing as a disappointment." He can come to the rich land of Luzhou, and it is also the result of Jingyu’s deliberate accountability. Very clear, so there is no position to say anything.
Mu Hanzhang smiled and laughed. When they were young, they went to study together. Even if they hadn’t seen it for a few years, they still felt close, and they asked about the situation after he left the family.
"We have an appointment to study together for another three years, but you have already married." Qin Zhaoran looked down and covered the embarrassment in his eyes.
Mu Hanzhang smiled and did not respond. He took a sip of tea. This new house has a live spring water. The tea that is brewed is particularly fragrant: "How do you know that I am in Pingjiang?"
Speaking of this matter, Qin Zhaoran’s face suddenly became serious and looked around.
When Mu Hanzhang saw that he had something to say, he waved his hand to let the next person retreat. A guard who left Jingjing refused to leave, and was glanced at it and stood outside the door.
"You should not go to Luzhou for a few days." Qin Zhaoran frowned and looked a little anxious.
"Why is this?" Mu Hanzhang put down the tea pot, and his look is solemn.
"Someone took my official career and asked me to arrest you." Qin Zhaoran said slowly.
Mu Hanzhang suddenly tightened his body, and his right hand subconsciously pressed on the handle of the sword containing the knives.
"You are not afraid," Qin Zhaoran naturally saw the action of Mu Hanzhang's defense, and the lips and corners began to smile. "I am just a scholar, not to mention the fact that there are kings and heavy guards. If I want to harm you, how can I run personally... ..." Speaking of the back, the sound could not help but go down.
Mu Hanzhang came back to God and looked at Qin Zhaoran with apologetic apologetics: "With Wang Ye on the battlefield for a long time, some habits can't be changed for a while, Zhaoran brothers are strange."
When Jingjing came back, he saw the guard himself standing pitifully outside the door.
"Hey, how do you stand here yourself?" The right guards behind Jing Hao smiled and asked the guard.
"Hou Ye and Luzhou Zhixian are talking in secret inside, and they are not allowed to stand in the house." The guards succumbed.
"Miscellaneous things!" Jing Hao took the guards a foot, thousands of confessions to Wan Hao to protect Wang Hao, and now Wang Hao and other men are locked in a room, even thinking about it Dissipated, but replaced by anger. Pushing open the main hall door, I saw that Mu Hanzhang was sitting very close to a well-dressed young man, and he was very happy!
Mu Hanzhang turned to see the angry scenery, and could not help but be a little wrong. This time just arrived at noon, how did the scenery finish?
This look is obviously guilty in Jingjing, grabbing his wrist and asking: "Who is this person?"
"The lower official Qin Zhaoran, I have seen the king of the king." Qin Zhaoran saw Mu Hanzhang's wrist was smudged by the scene, could not help but frown.
Jing Meimei looked at it for a moment, and this reminded me of the new champion.
"How come you come back later?" Mu Hanzhang was hurt a bit, twisting his wrist and pulling it out of Jing Hao's hand.
"Come back to eat."
"Zhao Ran brother left to use lunch together." Mu Hanzhang got up and told the next person to add a few dishes. He thought that he would eat for himself. Now Jingjing is back, and the two above are obviously coming to eat rice. The left and right guards are certainly not enough to eat.
Qin Zhaoran did not agree, because he was carrying people, he had to go back quickly, and Mu Hanzhang did not stay strong.
The face of Jing Xi’s face has not been very good. He knows that Qin Zhaoran and his family, Wang Hao, were classmates when they were young. At that time, when they saw their own champions, they didn’t feel very concerned. They felt that their relationship was normal, they didn’t care, but now they are See what is wrong.
The right guards licked the itch meat of the left guard, and quietly said: "Isn't the prince jealous?"
The left guard looked at him and stuffed the chicken leg that had just been pinched into the mouth of the right guard: "Eating."
"Oh..." The right guard was blocked and he had to lick the chicken legs honestly.
Mu Hanzhang saw that Jing Hao was not happy. He thought that the fight was not smooth today. He gave him some dishes he liked and told him what he said.
Jing Hao ate the food from his family, and his face was relieved. After listening to him, he couldn't help but feel a cold sweat. Fortunately, he did not let Jun Qing go: "I will let Lu Zhanpeng check this matter. Recently, you should not go out. ”
In the next few days, Jing Hao went out to fight with Gu Huaiqing every day, and Mu Hanzhang called several officials from Hongzheng before Luzhou to Pingjiang. The initial affairs were mainly to amend the charter according to the local conditions and repair the terminal. Jing Hao left the left and right guards to him, so the repair of the dock was handed over to the two men.
“Jiangzhou Zhifu?” Mu Hanzhang looked at a few sheets of paper that Lu Zhanpeng handed over. This is what Lu Zhanpeng found according to the clues mentioned by Qin Zhaoran.
Pingjiang and Luzhou belong to Jiangzhou, so this prefecture of Jiangzhou is the top boss of Qin Zhaoran, and it is this person who wants to grasp the chapter.
"Luzhou is a seaport. There are always people who have docked boats. Fans sell goods in Jiangnan. These officials will draw from them." Lu Zhanpeng sneered, "I think this Jiangzhou prefecture has no money."
Mu Hanzhang raised his brow. He didn't expect this incident to touch the interests of local officials. Now he wants to set up a trading port in Luzhou. It is tantamount to taking the rations of these people. No wonder they will be eager to think about them. This means of the next three abuses. However, the man knew that his identity was so brazen that he threatened Qin Zhaoran to do things for them. There must be someone behind them to support them. Moreover, since Qin Zhaoran can be threatened by them, then the maritime merchants will not be able to Mixed?
The situation on the battlefield outside Jiangzhou City is still tense, but the people in the south of the Yangtze River heard that they have come to the king. These days, they have been relieved a lot. The soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River have also become morally strong.
Jing Hao asked the soldiers to be a little safe, and rushed to the front with a long gun.
The Huainan Army slowly gave up a road. Gu Huaiqing drove the horse and slowly walked out: "The King of the Kings personally went into battle, and Xiao Wang was really flattered."
"This king has no patience to temper with you today," Jing Jing put the gunman on his shoulders casually. "It's better for us to make a bet."
Gu Huaiqing hooked his lips and turned to the long knife in his hand: "How to gamble?"
"We have two fights. If I win, you will retreat and fight again tomorrow." Jing Hao took the long gun on his shoulder and pointed his head slowly to Gu Huaiqing.
Gu Huaiqing raised his eyebrows: "Wang Ye will be willing to win a face, naturally can't ask for it." In the latter part of the sentence, the long knife in his hand has already been shot, and cut off at a smashing angle.
Jing Hao shot a side of the gun, picking up the blade that was forced to the front, making a clever staggered long knife, and taking Gu Huaiqing's eyes.
For a time, the swords and swords, the two coaches on the battlefield played hard to understand. Several generals face each other, I don’t know how to play this kind of play, obviously it’s a siege, how can it become a coach?
"What are you worried about today?" Gu Huaiqing did not live in Jingxi's silver gun, whispering.
"Anxious to go home to eat." Jing took a look at him, and the backhand used a gun handle to smash it.
"Hey..." Gu Huaiqing was sucked in the ribs by the silver gun, and he took advantage of his arm. "I will go."
"Without your share!" Jing Hao seems to be in a bad mood, and he is getting more and more embarrassed.
The new house in Pingjiang City was named as Rushui Garden by Mu Hanzhang, and the meaning of Shang Shan Ruo Shui Ren Fang Yuan, but Jing Yu insisted that his own Wang Hao is praising his deep feelings of "weak water three thousand take a scoop".
Jingjing will come back to dinner on time every day, but except for the first day, lunch has never come back to eat. It is estimated that I feel that every meal is not like it.
Today, Zhao Zhaoran came to Luzhou's account book and file, just admired that Zhang wanted to ask the sea merchants to do something, then he stayed at Ruoshuiyuan for lunch.
The two have a similar interest, and they are talking about it.
"The ink that you sent last time is very easy to use." Mu Hanzhang chuckled and said to Qin Zhaoran.
"I promised you in the early years, I always remember." Qin Zhaoran listened to him to mention the ink stone, thinking of the situation when he was studying together when he was young, his face could not help but float a smile.
Mu Hanzhang laughed and said nothing, and gave him a glass of wine. He remembered that Qin Zhaoran’s drink was not good. According to Jing’s statement, he was drunk with a good word.
"You... have you been through these years?" Qin Zhaoran looked at the hand of the jade-like jade on the jug, and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Good and bad, Zhao Lun did not see it?" Mu Hanzhang also added a cup to himself, pinched between the fingers but did not drink.
"I didn't expect that your aunt would be so worried," Qin Zhaoran looked up and drank the wine, and filled himself up. Even after pouring a few cups, he stopped and looked at the handsome face of Mu Hanzhang, who was close at hand. Sighed, "I have been waiting for the news of your champion, but I don't want to wait for the bad news of your marriage..." As said, Qin Zhaoran on the table, like a crying smile A few times.
Mu Hanzhang stunned and looked down at the cup in his hand: "I thought you would test first."
"Ha ha ha," Qin Zhaoran seems to be a little drunk. "I know that your aunt will not let you marry a woman, I still think about it..."
Mu Hanzhang stood up and stood up: "Qin brother, you are drunk."
"Including chapters..." Qin Zhaoran whispered in a whisper, fell asleep on the table.
Outside the window, I don’t know how long I’ve been standing, and I gradually tightened my fist.
It is no wonder that the admiration of Mu Zhangzhang was only 17 years old, but he did not participate in the Spring Festival when he was 18 years old. However, he was waiting for each other in the top, so as to marry each other? This is really a sorrowful window for ten years, but the beautiful woman has married another sad tale! Then what is his sight, what a bully?
The author has something to say: This is not abuse! ! ! This is just to cover up the purpose of I want to stew a meat _ (: 3 ∠) _
This chapter is a giant card qaq, so I can't write a thick and long Jun~ There will be a thick and long meat in the future.
Thank you: Xiao Xiao, banjiamao, sweet rot family, counterclockwise encounter, Cambrian trilobite, Mumu three, fruit mother, love teeth, melon, melon, warm Wenwen, Zixiao little witch , Mumu III, jingjing, ander several adults' mines~╭(╯3╰)╮
Thank you: mischief, water-like appointment, grenade of two adults~蹭~