Zhang Feng was speechless.
If it weren't for the old scholar's age, he really wanted to beat people.
Damn it, there's nothing. He hasn't seen other girls. So the father-in-law shouted?
He seriously doubted whether the old scholar had a crush on the servant girl of others' family.
Zhang Feng's eyes couldn't help glancing at cui'er.
I'm looking at the old scholar. Don't worry. He actually sees a little bit in common from the faces of the two goods!
Is this girl the illegitimate daughter of an old scholar?
In ancient times, there was an unwritten rule that when a young lady came out of the cabinet, her maid also had to be married to be a housemaid. Was this woman the illegitimate daughter of an old scholar?
Otherwise, how could he be so obsessed?
The old scholar sat and waited right. He didn't see Zhang Feng talking, but he saw Zhang Feng's eyes, dribbling around on his drinking and that cui'er. Not only that, but also the original expression on his face.
The angry old scholar held up his chopsticks and scolded him.
It is said that Zhang Feng has ruined his reputation. He clearly thinks that Zhang Feng is brilliant, but he doesn't say anything all day. He can't help feeling pity for the waste of light and shadow hanging around here. He thinks that finding a daughter-in-law for him can make Zhang Feng happy.
But I didn't expect Zhang Feng to be so ruthless and treat his kindness as donkey liver and lung and so on.
In an instant, Mrs. Wang and Lao he could not even squat on the pillar at the door. Several people surrounded Zhang Feng.
Ashamed Zhang Feng felt that he was sorry for everyone.
After a long time, a pot of meat turned upside down, and the five jars of wine finally made everyone close their mouth
Until this time, the old scholar faintly patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder and said business.
"Feng Zi, you have to worry more about your father-in-law. I know you know the four evil kings. Go find them and find a way!"
It turned out that the old scholar made up his mind here!
Zhang Feng suddenly.
He quickly hugged his fist and said, "get it, I'll go now. I have to save shopkeeper Zhang today! Go now. I'll let the dog go later. Will they please?"
Zhang Feng gave a direct eviction order.
But he knew it wasn't a big deal.
I haven't come back now. I guess I'm cooperating with the Yamen to find out who the jade hairpin is. I'm sure I'll come back safely today!
He also read the notice. The Yamen said that these things are not goods from the government treasury. It can also be said that they are not goods transported outside the King City. Moreover, these things look like 100 Wen at most. Who the fuck will check them for you?
If you want, now Chang'an city can buy you some big cars!
Therefore, shopkeeper Zhang is just a symbolic squatting in the Yamen to cooperate with others in investigating the case!
Finally sent away several masters who were picking their teeth while walking.
By the way, I also sent you some marinated meat and a small jar of good wine, which sent the plague away.
But what made Zhang Feng's hair explode was that when she left, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She actually touched his hand and stuffed a paper note into the palm of his hand
Looking at the beautiful and hurried handwriting in the note.
Zhang Feng suddenly had an illusion of puppy love in middle school.
"I don't know you, but I'm only famous. I'm curious today. I'll send cui'er to see my concubine. If it's abrupt, please forgive me!"
"Zhang Fu, jade and Yao characters!"
Yuyao!
Zhang Yuyao.
Still a talented woman!
Zhang Feng's head is bigger.
Cui'er didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She still borrowed an excuse at the door and didn't go. It seemed that she was waiting for a reply.
OK, Zhang Feng is interested, too.
This girl, interesting, a little brave!
He could not help but find the feeling of first love.
Simply wrote a song on a piece of paper on the counter.
Feng Qi Wu by Liu Yong, a poet of the Song Dynasty, is a gift in return.
"Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine. Looking at the extreme spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the grass color and smoke, who will stop with no words.
I'm going to get drunk. When I sing about wine, strong music is tasteless. My clothes become wider and wider, and I don't regret it. I'm haggard for Iraq. "
He wanted to see if this Zhang Yuyao would be returning to a song!
And the most important thing is to fucking block the mouth of old scholars!
Otherwise, he will go crazy if he does this all day!
When he dropped the paper into the shape of a thousand paper cranes and handed it to cui'er, the old scholar hiding outside the door and others left laughing.
Zhang Feng can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He sank into a chair and fell asleep.
He felt like he hadn't slept in eight lives.
However, while Zhang Feng was sleeping.
At the corner, cui'er opened the thousand paper cranes carefully with a red face. Under the gaze of Lao he and others, the old scholar slowly read out the poem.
In an instant, the old scholar held the paper and slapped Lao he on the shoulder with an excited face.
"Yes!"
"It's a kiss!"
"Hahaha! What a haggard for Iraq!"
"Good poem! Good thing!"