After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade her

Chapter 100 Cultivating Qingliu

Even though he knew that the beggars were very unhappy with him now, Wang Yinchuan still wanted to try to save them.

She believed that she was not a person with overflowing love. It was just because she had received favors from the old beggar that she loved the house and the land and wanted to save these people.

No matter what their attitude is.

Wei heard "Yeah". Even though his wife said this, he still felt a little uncomfortable. He was decisive in killing on the battlefield, and could kill a million soldiers with one sword. He thought he was not a good person, let alone a kind person.

Heart.

He didn't want to do this kind of thing of repaying evil with kindness, but if his wife insisted on doing it, he wouldn't stop her.

What the lady wants is peace of mind.

All he wanted was to please his wife.

"When I went out to ask just now, I was told that Ruan Qingzhu once tried hard not to use force to suppress her in the court, but she couldn't think of anything suitable if she asked him to think of a way. If the lady has a good plan in mind, she might as well sell him a favor.

Didn't Madam think highly of him before? He can be regarded as an old acquaintance." Wei Ting put the water glass back on the table with a casual voice.

Wang Yinchuan leaned on his arm and said, "Ruan Qingzhu?"

"Why is he there for everything? Why, apart from him, is there no one else in Qingliu?"

Wei Ting was noncommittal. He was not in the court. He was just an idle general. He never went to court and didn't know much about it. He only heard this from Wang Yun.

He never cared about the twists and turns in the court.

To be honest, he came from a poor family, and he was more or less unhappy with those corrupt people. Otherwise, he would not have been unwilling to get involved in the court fights, and instead became a high-ranking person in everything.

A high-ranking idle military attache.

In the past, he didn't care about these things and didn't bother to care about the fights. After that, he heard about them a little bit, and his attitude never changed.

But Wang Yinchuan seemed to be very concerned about it.

Wei Ting took a sip of tea and began to think about whether he should get involved.

Wang Yinchuan said, "This is just a trivial matter in the court. If even such a trivial matter requires Ruan Qingzhu to personally take action, then Qingliu will really be a pile of mud that cannot hold up the wall."

Qing Qian's voice was somewhat sarcastic, but hidden deep down was a worry that was difficult for others to pry into.

Wei Ting listened intently, took another sip of water, and said nothing.

"In the final analysis, Qingliu's foundation is still shallow. First, it has no power, and second, it has no talent. Otherwise, such a small thing will definitely be able to be done well."

Wei Ting put down the tea cup, lowered his eyes, licked his teeth, and said in a nonchalant tone, "I heard that Madam rescued a scholar at Qinglian Restaurant some time ago, and the scholar later got a Jie Yuan in Qiu Wei.

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When he raised his head to speak, Wei Ting's eyes seemed to have light and he looked straight over.

"Xue Wen?" Wang Yinchuan raised his head and looked at him with a complicated expression, "Do you remember?"

"certainly."

Wang Yinchuan blinked. For some reason, he didn't dare to look at Wei Ting's eyes.

Wang Yinchuan looked away, calmed his mind, and said, "Xue Wen is quite suitable. He is also an official now. If this matter can be solved, after the palace examination, His Majesty will definitely take this matter into consideration and appreciate him somewhat."

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"Well." Wei Ting walked over from the table, let out a long sigh, and gently flicked Wang Yinchuan's smooth and plump forehead. He said with a somewhat complicated mood, "I don't mention him just to make my wife care about his future path."

considerate."

"oops."

Wang Yinchuan covered the place where he was shot, puffed up his cheeks, and complained, "Why are your hands so strong?"

Wei Ting immediately became nervous, "Does it hurt? Come here and let Mr. Xiang see what's wrong. Hey, it's so red. Why don't you go see the doctor now? Be careful and it will start bleeding after a while."

"Go away."

Wang Yinchuan kicked his leg, "You're not in good shape."

Wei Ting did not hide, he just took the kick, said "Ouch", and said, "To put it bluntly, although I have always been generous and look down on those jealous men, but my wife is good at all."

You should also consider my mood."

"Xue Wen's reputation as a talented young man has spread throughout Chang'an City. Every time he goes to the street, he can get a bunch of flower handkerchiefs. He is the dream girl of many little girls. I don't know a few Chinese characters, but the lady is always in my ears.

While praising me, I feel really uncomfortable. Having said this, does the lady also like Xue Wen and not like me?"

Wei Ting pinched Wang Yinchuan's slender jade finger, put it to his lips and kissed it gently. He didn't use much effort, but relied on skill to restrain her hand so that she couldn't take it out.

Wang Yinchuan twitched his hand and couldn't pull it out.

She couldn't help but look at Wei Ting in a funny way, and met those slightly injured eyes.

Wei Ting's expression was very pitiful, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was about to be lost in the next second. That uniquely handsome face had an obvious advantage, even if it was pretentious and exaggerated, it made people feel softer from the bottom of their hearts.

Even though he had seen him act pitiful many times, Wang Yinchuan still couldn't help but indulge in it.

As long as Wang Yinchuan exerted his strength, Wei Ting's expression became even more pitiful, as if he had suffered the most aggrieved thing in the world, which was unbearable.

Wang Yinchuan stopped trying to take his hand away. She said, "How old are you? Why are you still jealous of someone who is fifteen or sixteen years old?"

"Can't a young man of fifteen or sixteen like a lady?" Wei Ting hissed, "When I liked a lady, I was just a boy of fifteen or sixteen."

"Besides, if you like me in your heart, why don't you care about the age difference between you and me? Didn't the empress who once held the power in the world also raise a few handsome young men in her later years?"

Wang Yinchuan didn't expect him to be so jealous, and was dumbfounded, "Wei Lingjun, you still said that you don't care to be like those jealous men."

Lingjun is Wei Ting's nickname, but few people know it. Wang Yinchuan is one of the people who knows, but she never screamed in the past, only when she teased him.

Wei Ting put her hand to her face and said, "What's wrong? I'm not jealous."

"It's obviously a competition for favor."

The word "fighting for favor" made him feel confident.

Wang Yinchuan said, "Okay, I won't make fun of you anymore. I really don't like Xue Wen. I only regard him as Ruan Qingzhu's right-hand man. Ruan Qingzhu is now the leading figure in Qingliu. If there is no successor, I will not be in vain."

Is it? All I have done is to cultivate Qingliu forces."

After she said this, she looked at Wei Ting's eyes again. She thought Wei Ting was jealous because she cared about Xue Wen, but she didn't expect that this guy said a few words that made her dumbfounded in an instant.

Wei Ting said dullly, "I know."

(End of chapter)