Li Hongyuan stared at someone's back, which made him accelerate his steps and disappear quickly.
"You have no chance in your life." Li Hongyuan murmured in a voice he could not hear.
Fu Yunting evaded the spies who were placed inside and outside the Hou's house of Wu'an. After returning to the house, he opened the box directly without hesitation. He was very clear that the things given by the king of Jin had no reason that he had not seen them, and the things in it were far beyond his expectation. They were silver tickets, and there were three hundred thousand Liang.
Fu Yunting sat on the seat and watched the silver note.
Wu'an Prefecture, the predecessor of the founding of the state of Wu'an, has not been narrowed down due to the fall of the marquis. On the contrary, the interior is still full of flowers. It's no worse than the Dingguo mansion of the sun family. However, anyone who knows something about it knows that it's just a fake. No matter how beautiful it is, it's all given by the emperor. It can't be eaten or drunk. The whole Wu'an Prefecture The silver that can be used for spending will not exceed 1000 Liang all the year round. This is the result of the whole house's austerity. They have a shop and a shop, but they are controlled by others. The silver that can reach their hands can be enough for them to spend their time. Their two nephews and one niece may not be able to cut a new suit in a year. Most of the time, they use the adult's clothes to make them smaller Wear. He couldn't even think of another way to make money because he was so closely watched.
However, his uncle's father and his brothers paid for their lives on the sand ground. They had opened up three dukes and five Dukes who were born in poverty. Their Fu family always insisted on the way of military generals. No matter how they fell, they still kept on gritting their teeth. Fu Yunting did not understand what the meaning of this persistence was until the whole dukes, only his only pillar.
He can't forget the shabby corpse of his relatives. He can't forget the struggle and insistence that his eldest uncle, as a Marquis of Wu'an, would not close his eyes for several years. He can't forget that when the count was promoted to the Marquis and "rewarded" like water came into the mansion, the other three gongs and five Marquis's eyes were envious. He can't forget that his little niece went to the banquet in her old and new clothes Yes, he was deliberately ripped and ridiculed and humiliated by others. He could not forget that his nephews always had blue noses and swollen faces when they came back from school. He could not forget that they always asked him why. He could not forget that the widows in the first house cried and blinded their eyes and went mad
"Fu's family is full of loyalty. How could you be such a coward as Fu Yunting? You are the one who really deserves to die in the battlefield."
They never thought about who brought them the days of their infatuation?!
I hate to kill all of them. But, no, he can't do anything but endure. If he makes a mistake, he will give me the handle, put on a big sin, pull out his only pillar, and give the Wu'an Prefecture a reward and comfort. That's what it's called cutting grass and removing roots. How many times can the remaining women, children, old and children play today? How perfect he is today, not to lose his prestige in the hearts of the people, or even get the good reputation of being kind to the meritorious officials, but let the Wu'an Prefecture stand alone and let him rub.
"Yunting, live well. There is always hope in life. Maybe there will be a turning point in the next moment. We can't shrink back. If we shrink back, we will be doomed. Do you understand?" Uncle's bony hand grabbed him as if to break.
He answered with tears, which was his last.
Since then, Wu'an Houfu has been aloof from outsiders. Fu Yunting is very fond of eating, drinking and playing.
Because of this situation, when the king of Jin secretly solicited, he didn't hesitate to work after he saw the extraordinary ability of the king of Jin. Even if the king of Jin didn't like him and let him suffer countless times, he didn't want to vote for another Lord, not only because no one else was willing to use his Wu'an mansion, but more importantly, in addition to aiming at him, the king of Jin was absolutely A good master, as long as he works wholeheartedly for him, as long as he doesn't rebel, he is always generous.
For the king of Jin, Fu Yunting is actually a little confused. According to his ability, there is no need to pull them into Wu'an Houfu. The present Wu'an Houfu is not so much his help as a burden. If he doesn't pay attention to it, he will get angry. Although for him, the possibility of exposure is very small. The reason for this is just as inexplicable as why he targeted him.
Fu Yunting collected the silver note and went to the main courtyard to see the eldest uncle. This is a daily thing and will not arouse the suspicion of the spy.
Not long after Fu Yunting entered Hou Wu'an's bedroom, there came his anxious roar.
Wu'an Hou, who has been paralyzed in bed for several years, is in critical condition. This time, I'm afraid it's really going to fail!
The next day, Fu Yunting went to his fiancee's house in person, hoping to get married ahead of time. Otherwise, Hou Ruo in Wu'an is not good
The wife's family is very reasonable. In case Hou an goes, it will delay their family's girl. So the marriage period is changed three days later.
Fu Yunting wipes his forehead, master. For the sake of my subordinates, I only ask you to see my subordinates a few times less.