C32 Top Rich Handsome

"young dandy, someone has handed over a name scroll!" The butler knocked on Tang Yue's door and said.

Tang Yue was busy carving with a knife, this was his way of reducing stress. Hearing the butler's words, he put down the wood carving and raised his head: "Looking for me?"

The butler had a strange expression on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "It's young master. He's already outside the door."

"Gongzi shows? Who is this? You're really looking for me? " All the people he knew could be counted with one hand, so who would come looking for him?

The butler also noticed that his expression did not seem to be fake and was somewhat suspicious, "Young Noble is the third son of State Protector, and the only legitimate son. Outsiders call him Zhao Sanlang, but you do not know him? But the other party said that they were here to see you. "

Tang Yue naturally still remembered who Zhao Sanlang was, "Oh, it's him. Let that person in, and bring him directly to my courtyard."

"Here." The butler bowed and left, his mind was filled with questions, he did not know when the young dandy and the Zhao Family's Sanlang had become related.

This Zhao Sanlang came from an extraordinary background and was quite famous in the Ye City.

Marquis's Wife's Zhao Family was a branch of the Zhao Family, the two families could still get close to each other, but the two families had never been close before, but now the son of the Zhao Family had actually come because of young dandy.

The butler respectfully welcomed them in and brought them to Tang Yue's courtyard, then ordered them to serve them refreshments.

Zhao Sanlang recklessly sized up Tang Yue's place of residence, shaking his head and sighing with emotion: "Tang Xiaolang, your courtyard is really ugly! How does it look like a human residence? "

Tang Yue could not be bothered with his turtle hair's aesthetic standards, "Why are you here today?"

Zhao Sanlang retracted his gaze and stared at Tang Yue coldly, "Have you forgotten something?"

Tang Yue blinked his eyes. He remembered that he had said that he would give Zhao Sanlang a hand and even said a different time, but in the end, he had been busy these two days thinking about things and had forgotten about it.

"Haha …" "It's my fault. Come, come, come. Let's have a good chat." Tang Yue poured him a cup of tea while a cup of plain water was placed in front of him.

It wasn't that he didn't like drinking tea, but he really couldn't take the tea of this era. Ginger, pepper, orange peel and other things were placed in the tea and were cooked together, making it seem even darker than cooking.

"Don't beat around the bush. If you don't tell me what you want today, I'm not leaving!"

"That's good. I'll let you have dinner at my place and let you have a taste of Yueyang Marquis's Mansion's culinary arts."

"Chi …" Zhao Sanlang's face revealed disdain, and thought: You're just a house of Marquis's Mansion, how could your level of cook compare to mine?

"You like County Princess Huizhu? Is that true? " Tang Yue went straight to the point.

He stared closely at Zhao Sanlang and realised that he was blushing, "Naturally, ever since the first time I laid eyes on her, she has always been my Luo Shen."

"Do you mind if she marries someone and has a twelve-year-old son?"

Zhao Sanlang glared at Tang Yue, "So what if you have married someone? Her husband died long ago, so he is now a man waiting to be married. "

Alright, since both men and unmarried women aren't married, there really isn't anything to be conflicted about.

"Then does she like you?" Tang Yue pointed out the most important point.

In his opinion, the most important thing in this relationship was the County Princess Huizhu's way of thinking. Only if she wanted to marry him, would Zhao Sanlang have a chance.

Zhao Sanlang stammered for a long time, but was unable to answer, so Tang Yue knew the answer.

He knocked on the table and continued mending the knife. "Do you know about the princess raising her face?"

Zhao Sanlang gasped as he stared at him, "How did you know?"

"You don't need to worry about that. You must know about it, right?" How could they not know that a person who went to the princess' mansion every day had his heart set on the princess?

"It's just a few toys!"

"…" Tang Yue was dumbstruck. He wanted to give a thumbs up. It was wider than the Pacific Ocean!

If this man was put in the modern world, he would definitely be a first-rate friend of women!

Zhao Sanlang was stabbed a few times consecutively, and became unhappy: "Hey, where's your method? This young master didn't come here to listen to your nonsense! "

Tang Yue calmly took a sip of water, "Your goal is to marry the princess, so your top priority is to win her good impression."

Zhao Sanlang nodded, of course he knew that. But the problem was, how could he win the princess's good impression?

"I heard that the princess had deep feelings for her husband, which means that she likes men like her husband. Do you think that you're similar to her ex-husband?"

Zhao Sanlang raised his eyebrows and said complacently: "I am very handsome, and definitely stronger than the princess' ex-husband. I am of noble birth, and definitely stronger than the princess' ex-husband.

In short, if Zhao Sanlang wanted to look good, look good, be born strong, if he wanted to be emotional, he would be the best candidate to be a princess!

Tang Yue silently praised his. Zhao Sanlang could be considered the most rich and handsome in this era, but it was a pity that the person he wanted to marry was also a top-notch beauty that was rich and beautiful.

"As far as I know, the ex-husband of the princess is most praised for his literary talent. Although he is of ordinary birth, he has a rich and knowledgeable background. I think that this is what the princess likes about him the most."

"…" Zhao Sanlang thought, and was unable to refute his.

"So, what do you think of your literary talent? Can you compare to him? "

Zhao Sanlang shifted his butt uncomfortably and replied unconfidently, "I started to study when I was three years old, naturally I started from ancient times to modern times, and my literary skills were of the first rank!"

"Yes …" "What …?" Tang Yue swept his gaze across him with his tail extended, and laughed: "Even if you do not have any first-rate literary skills, it does not matter, since you have a lot of hanger-ons, right?"

"Of course!"

"Then you can ask them to write a few more love poems for you. Send one to her every day, the kind that can definitely move others!"

"Writing a poem?" Zhao Sanlang's eyes lit up, he felt that this idea was not bad.

"Oh, of course, there's one more question. How are your words? You can't ask someone to write something like that on your behalf and reveal it. "

Zhao Sanlang didn't know what it meant, but he could guess what it meant. "Words …"

Tang Yue immediately waved his hand and interrupted him, "It doesn't matter if I can't write it, I still have time to start training now. As long as I use my deep iron rod like a needle, how can I not use some effort to move a woman?"

From the first impression that Tang Yue had of the County Princess Huizhu, he guessed that this woman most likely liked the kind that looks like the Storm Flower Snow Moon. This kind of woman was the most emotional.

"As long as my kung fu is deep enough to be a needle …" Zhao Sanlang chanted it a few times and shouted excitedly, "Good! Great! It really should be! "

Tang Yue did not really think that he would succeed. First of all, Zhao Sanlang's identity was all over, he was the direct son of some duke and was the only one, so how could his parents allow him to marry a widow?

He dared to swear on his own name that this was impossible!

However, he did not tell Zhao Sanlang these words.

Once Zhao Sanlang had resolved the big issue in his heart, he started to chat with Tang Yue everywhere. The two of them were separated by almost two thousand years, but their personalities were still different.

Fortunately, they hadn't known each other for long, so their experiences could be told for a long time.

When the sky was about to turn dark, Tang Yue said politely, "It's getting late, do you want to finish your meal before leaving?"

The subtext is: It's time for dinner. You should go home and eat, brother!

Who knew that the other party would agree so impolitely, "Then this young master will reluctantly stay."

F * ck! If you're so reluctant, then hurry up and scram!

Tang Yue was helpless, he could only get someone to inform the butler to arrange an extra table of food, and he himself would cook … No, he personally instructed the maid in cooking a few dishes.

He had thought that the seasoning of this era was only salt, but after drinking the tea, he realized that it was more than salt. It was just that they had added the seasoning to the tea instead of the seasoning.

Tang Yue instructed his men to cook a plate of steamed pork ribs, grilled fish, garlic shrimp, and also stewed an egg soup. was stunned by what he saw.

Although the Ye City wasn't adjacent to the sea, there was a raging river of flowers outside the city. There were a lot of rivers as well, and Tang Yue would make many different kinds of food for everyone to eat every day.

"Tang Yue, did you really think of all these?" Zhao Sanlang simply threw away the dining etiquette, his mouth was filled with food, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's really delicious."

Tang Yue sweated a little, but in truth, the taste was just average, but for people who had never eaten anything, it was relatively fresh.

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[Small Theater]

Zhao Sanlang: "Tang Yue, you lied to me!"

Tang Yue: "What did I lie to you about?"

Zhao Sanlang: "If you say you will write a love poem for the princess, she will like me!"

Tang Yue: "Then what did you write?"

Zhao Sanlang: "It's in River Continent. "Fair ladies, gentlemen, please look forward to it …"

Tang Yue, "... I'm not asking you to copy a book! "

Zhao Sanlang: "What's the difference?"

Tang Yue: "The difference is, this poem doesn't show your love for her at all!"

Zhao Sanlang, "..."