Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Without perfect preparation, I really don't want to use his brand, too ostentatious." Feng Xuanche smiled gently, put the jade pendant in his sleeve, and bowed his head and kissed Du Xuechun on the forehead. The fragrance of the woman's hair was refreshing, which made him feel a little relieved.

Du Xuechun was lying in Feng Xuanche's arms cleverly like a domestic cat. The little hand stroked his hair from time to time and asked, "The scenery is so famous, even the people in Beijing give him face?"

If a businessman can do such a field, it is already extremely difficult. Du Xuechun surprised even a small guard who made them leave the city safely because of the reputation of the scenery.

A small hand kept poking, Feng Xuan's heart was itching, and he reached out to grab her restless hand, and asked softly, "I really want to know?"

Du Xuechun nodded, and Feng Xuan Che continued, “The reputation of scenery is rarely known in Beijing. Even if you know it, it’s not worth it. In Beijing, who is not the son of a powerful family, how can he give it to him? face?"

Du Xuechun particularly agreed with these words. People who are accustomed to staying in Beijing don't care about these merchants at all. What's more, she has never heard of the famous name of scenery since she has been in Beijing for so long in her previous life.

"Then why are you so confident, the guard knows the scenery?" Du Xuechun was a little strange, looking at Feng Xuan Che with interest. Seeing his confident eyes, his face flushed a little, "You have thought about everything."

"Haha, he has a Yangzhou accent with a clear accent. It's because you didn't observe carefully, you can't rely on me." Seeing the person in front of him was a little angry, Feng Xuanche laughed and hugged him in his arms.

With such laughter in the carriage, there was a great uproar in the capital.

At noon today, the protagonist's love for the heroic man who saved the United States spread throughout the capital, and became a joke for countless people after dinner.

Suddenly, there was an endless stream of people who admitted that they were the man from the Shangguo Mansion. Looking at all kinds of men, the Lord Guo was finally furious and told the court the reason.

"Empress, the minister has something to play." Xie Hong stood in front of the ministers, and his hair became much paler in one day.

The courtiers looked at Xie Hong's back and couldn't help laughing.

"Have you heard? The young lady from the National Palace Mansion actually likes a man inexplicably, and the National Palace Mansion sent someone to look for that man early today. Are you ridiculous?"

"Sure, this matter has become a big deal, and the empress should be aware of it. I don't know which man is so lucky to be able to climb the high branch of the National Palace."

"Don't say it, haven't you seen the gloomy and scary face of Lord Guo? That is his prostitute, who lost the face of Guo Gongfu."

The courtier's voice was not too loud, and it happened to fall into Xie Hong's ears. Xie Hong looked around with a blue and purple face. The most distressed thing in his life is Xie Ying'er this daughter. Now that Xie Ying'er is so slandered by others, how can he bear it!

The queen was behind the curtain, looking at Xie Hong's reaction. When he saw the veins on Xie Hong's forehead, he immediately smiled and waved to the **** beside him.

The **** immediately understood, and shouted sharply, "Quiet!"

The noisy hall suddenly became quiet. After a while, the queen got up, walked out of the curtain slowly, and asked, "What do you want to play?"

"The queen mother, the veteran's daughter met the gangster at the door yesterday. Fortunately, she was rescued by a young man. The veteran sought someone out of gratitude, but didn't want to spread it more and more. The daughter has reached the age of marriage. Grace, give him marriage." Xie Hong sonorous words, eyes full of fatigue.

If it is not a last resort, he really does not want to marry Xie Ying'er. But now, the prince's hand has been stretched into the mansion of the government, he had to make plans early to test the queen's mind.

As soon as he said this, the whole court fell silent. Everyone knows that Xie Ying'er is the jewel in the hands of the grandfather of the country. Now that Xie Hong personally talks about the marriage, it is really desperate.

"Poor parents in the world, this is the daughter's home from the pampered pet."

"If not, is it possible to wait for Xie Ying'er to run away with the wild man?"

"Praying for a grace to marry is indeed the best result."

The eyes of the Zhongqing family looking at Xie Hong were sympathetic.

The queen was also a little surprised, the gleam in her eyes flashed, and she coughed and asked, "Oh? Lord Guo said, I want the palace to point out a marriage to Miss Xie? This is not good, this matter should be the emperor. Definitely, this palace doesn't have the right to call the shots. Ying'er, this girl, is delighted by the emperor. If the emperor already has a candidate in his heart, it will be the palace's in the future."

With a dignified smile on her face, the queen was tempted, as if ignoring state affairs. There was a pain in Xie Hong's eyes. The veterans were all clear about what the Queen had done before in the court, but now that he said, he wanted to pick himself clean.

It seemed that Feng Xuanming and the Queen were indeed planning this matter.

"Xie Aiqing is not anxious, and those who are clear are clear. If Miss Xie really likes the man, the palace can allow him to serve as an official, so that he will not lose the face of the government." The smile on the corner of the queen's mouth became more and more. Deeply, staring at Xie Hong intently.

What she wanted was Xie Ying'er to marry Liu Shuangquan, so that she could truly control the government of the government. As a two-generation veteran, Xie Hong's contacts are naturally inestimable.

If such a person cannot be used for his own use, he must be destroyed.

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At the same time, Liu Shuangquan, who was already well-known in Beijing, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose, but he was thinking about how to leave.

However, when this idea was just born, it was dismissed.

According to Xie Jingting's statement yesterday, I'm afraid that the prince's manpower is already in his home. Wouldn't he go back and cast himself in the trap? It's just that he pityed his father.

He murmured, "Father, when my son is successful, he will burn paper incense for you." Such unfilial words came out of his mouth, but he seemed confident.

It seems that the plan for the present is to always follow Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche to Yangzhou. If Feng Xuan Che is really a landscape, he will not worry about eating and drinking. I just don't know if they will resent themselves because of Xie Ying'er's affairs. Now, he still pretends to repent.

After shaking for a long time, he finally entered the territory of Yangzhou.

When entering the city, the guard saw a sudden change in eyes when seeing the token in Feng Xuan Che's hand, and led the carriage straight to the door of the firm.

The scenery had already received news from the guards, and stood by the door waiting for Feng Xuan Che to return. Recently, news from Beijing has reached his ears, and he knows that if his master is gone, the matter will be done.

"Master, the tea is ready, but you have to go up and sit down." The scenery stood respectfully and asked Feng Xuanche.

At this time, Liu Shuangquan saw the huge firm at a glance, his eyes shining brightly at Feng Xuanche. Just now, this person was called Master Feng Xuan Che. If he wanted to come, he must be the owner of this firm-scenery!