Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 206: The acting school that occasionally misses (2)

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"Brother Feng's temperament, someone has to carry his tendons to live!" Sheng Hong said very implicitly, "It can hold the scene for him (withstand the bullying by the mean mother-in-law), but also can suppress it. He’s just being foolish (don’t let him delay business affairs)!"

Wang is dumbfounded, this request is too specific; she jokes ironically: "Master, why don't you find a mother for Brother Feng!"

"Ben didn't count on you either." Sheng Hong didn't have a good air, even if he dared to trust Wang's heart, he couldn't believe in her eyes.

——Ming Lan buried her face in the bed and laughed dullly. She could almost imagine this scene.

However, Shenghong couldn't run to see other girls by himself, so he had to ask the old lady to go out. The old lady recently raised her great grandson and teased her granddaughter. She lived in harmony and didn't want to wade in the muddy water anymore. Now she is struggling with Sheng Hong.

In fact, if it weren’t for Aunt Lin’s self-destruction of the Great Wall, Sheng Hong really loved Molan and Changfeng very much. She was alive, and she couldn’t covet too much... When Danju came in with dinner, he saw Minglan. Holding a booklet, she fell into a deep sleep, so she covered the blanket for her and walked out gently.

At the end of the Xu era, Gu Tingye and a group of guards, Hu Cong, came galloping forward, watching a row of more than a dozen men in uniforms who had just exited the school reading field, all flying on steeds, tall and burly, with residues on their faces The murderous aura of the army battle, Balo Fu became more honest, even his smiling face was stiff, he nodded and bowed all the way to welcome Gu Tingye into the village and head to the main house.

The servants of Zhuangzhong were busy leading the horse into the trough for the whole team of guards. The remaining cavalry guards went to rest in the well-prepared wing. They walked all the way, but saw Gongsun Meng and the Tu brothers rushing forward.

"Brother Xie!" Gongsun yelled loudly. He went up to the shoulders of a young man in riding clothes in his twenties, and said warmly, "You are here!" Xie Ang turned his head and smiled, patting his palms. Gongsun Meng smiled and said: "A Meng!" He saw the two behind him in a blink of an eye and said loudly, "Big Brother Tu, Brother Tu!"

Tu Long is a sturdy man in his thirties, with a knife scar extending diagonally from his forehead to the bridge of his nose. He smiled savagely. He laughed and said, "Don’t be happy! Little Ah Meng doesn’t miss you, he misses you. What is the scenery on the school field today."

Hearing this, Ah Meng was really unhappy: "My uncle wouldn't let me go. It's important that I want to protect my wife, but my wife asked me to accompany some little girls to **** me!"

"Don't be born in good fortune, you kid!" Tu Hu smiled very embarrassedly. "Your old uncle is thinking about you. You study and practice martial arts, and it is true that you take a serious examination of martial arts when you look back! Like our brothers The big watermelon can’t read a whole basket of words, it’s hopeless!"

Although Gongsun Meng is not too young, he is actually only fourteen years old. He soon let go of his juvenile xinxing, and only pestered Xie Ang to ask questions.

"By the way, Brother Xie, it's so late, why do you have to come back?"

Xie Ang smiled as he walked: "The governor is not worried here. We don't know the details of this village."

"Don't cover it, there are so many brothers guarding it, what's so uneasy." Tu Huping said with a low voice, grinning, "I'm afraid it's the Lord's wife!"

"You dare to chew your tongue in the matter of Master Gu." Tu Long immediately glared at his brother and cursed, "This matter is not clear? Mrs. Yomo wants to sort out the house affairs. The father is afraid that his wife is young and lacks power. Support her."

"Where is the power and power?" Gongsun shouted strangely, "Madam told me to study harder than my old uncle, and I can't get up with a word."

He recalled that one day, Minglan smiled and said: Pang Juan and Sun Bin were both under Guiguzi. Pang Juan didn’t like to read, so he ran out to be an officer and soldier. Sun Bin would study hard and work hard every day. Pang Juan was wiped out in the next two clicks. Ah Meng, do you want to be Pang Juan or Sun Bin?

A Meng was dumbfounded and couldn't help asking: "Could it be that Pang Juan couldn't beat Sun Bin because he didn't study well?"

His old uncle stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Yes, yes."

Yesterday, he mumbled to **** Gu Tingye or Ming Lan, and he didn't want to do the **** of the luggage. Ming Lan still smiled and persuaded: "Meng, do you think things matter or people matter?" /

"It's important to be a person."

"Then do you say your Kung Fu is good or Tujia Brothers Kung Fu is good?"

"The two brothers of the Tu family are so good."

Then Minglan stopped talking, just looked at herself with the look of a five-year-old child, and shook her head pityingly.

My old uncle continued to stroke his beard and smiled, "Yes, yes".

Every time in this situation, Gongsun Meng suddenly felt that he was ten years younger out of thin air, frustrated for no reason, and shrank to the wall in a daze. It took a long time to mourn over.

"It's better to have a wife!" Tu Hu sighed, "I remember the mess in the mansion at that time, we followed my father around, and when we returned to our house in the outer courtyard, there was nothing to eat or wear. The Lord will only give money to our brothers to eat and live in the kiln for ten and a half months..."

"Fuck your mother!" Tu Long interrupted displeasedly, "If you dare to visit the kiln, it is the fault of the master not marrying his wife? Your kid is becoming more and more unruly, so I will find a matchmaker for you when I go back. Say dear! Find a powerful wife to take care of you!"

Tu Hu was quite in awe of his eldest brother, and didn't dare to answer his mouth. He only muttered softly, "We are two eggs laid by the same mother."

"What is going on?"

Ming Lan was helping Gu Tingye undress, but she was shocked when she saw a shocking blood stain on the shoulders and arms of the brocade robe.

Gu Tingye looked down, then remembered, and said lightly: "Today is the first day, there is nothing important, everyone on a whim, compared to a few spear skills... Don't worry, they all went to the gun. Head." He saw Minglan's face with horror, and added the second half.

"You guy!" Minglan angered, she lightened her hands and feet, and quickly helped him take off his robe, "Who said that if you don't have a spear head, you can't die?" How do you think the deadly scholar died?

"Huh...?"

The outer robe was taken off, but there was no blood on the snow-white satin blouse inside. Ming Lan opened his neckline again, and took off the clothes along half of the arm, only to see bare hazel skin Above, there are strong muscles on the shoulders and arms, but there is no damage, only a faint bruise on the shoulders.

She is puzzled.

"Yes." Gu Tingye sighed softly, "In the future, I will still have to wrap the gun barrel with a cloth head. I was on a whim, confiscated my strength, and almost crossed that little brother's arm."

Minglan was dumbfounded, and smiled to herself. It turned out to be someone else’s blood. She screamed, holding the changed robe and handing it to Xiao Tao before asking, "Is it serious?"

"In the end, I lost some strength, but fortunately it was only a skin injury. I invited a good doctor from outside to show him."

"That's good." Minglan nodded, smiled and came over to loosen his hair crown, "I can do what you can, and I want to have that little brother's effort is very good."

"Well, young and promising, and open-minded, it is something that can be created."

Gu Tingye is tall, and sitting on the edge of the bed is only half a head lower than the standing Minglan. He surrounds her slender waist and listens quietly to her heartbeat.

Ming Lan laughed. In fact, he is only 26 years old this year, but he is full of old-fashioned spirits. I was trying to joke, but I saw a flash of silver light in his black and thick hair. She has white hair, which can't be seen by combing her hair.

Somehow, Minglan suddenly felt soft, bowed her head, and kissed his temple softly.

Gu Tingye took the opportunity to press her cheek and slowly said, "You shouldn’t be too cautious about buying land. There are too many ways for the rich and powerful in Beijing to make money. If you don’t even dare to buy a few acres of land. , I’ve spent all these years in vain. After returning, you ask Mr. Gongsun to ask someone to find Lu Tongjuan of Shuntian Mansion and let him be an official. The deed and the money will be cleared. The procedures are complete, we are not afraid What."

"Yeah." Minglan replied softly, "Let's have some supper, I'll set you a meal."

She got up and was about to leave, but a big hand gently held her ears, and was pulled back on his lap.

"I have something to ask you." Gu Tingye had a hint of interest on his lips, "Suitable, do you think I was injured?"

Minglan laughed twice and nodded in embarrassment.

"There are indeed blood stains on the robes," Gu Tingye raised his eyebrows, with an invisible smile in his eyes, "but the clothes are intact and there are no holes. Didn't you notice it?"

Minglan was stunned. The size of the hole in the clothes pierced by the wooden pole without the gun head should be. The clothes she changed for him, she didn't notice the slightest in the process, until she saw that the skin and flesh were not hurt. Tone.

"You, why, didn't you notice it?" The man's low-chun voice seemed to be tempting some answer. He knew she was bold and careful, not a panic person.

"Yes, why?" Minglan blinked her eyes wide, and said in confusion, "I don't know either."

Gu Tingye stopped talking, just staring at her quietly, Ming Lan tried to pretend to be innocent, but under his scorching sun, the inevitable crimson clouds on his cheeks were gradually rising, gradually unable to support her. expression.

The man saw that her cheeks had swelled into big red apples, and his uncontrollable laughter shook from his chest.

The girl was holding her fever face in annoyance; when she looked up, facing a pair of dark eyes, he held back a smile and stared at her hard.

"Liar."

He said so.

With stray thick hair, laughing, happy like a kid who has played a trick.