The Reborn Lady is Farming

   After leaving the palace gate, Mu Yangling put Li Jinghua on the carriage, turned around and saw Qi Feng staring at her with a livid face, Mu Yangling raised his eyebrows and looked straight at him.

   "You, you..." Qi Feng was furious when he heard Qi Haoran whisper behind him: "Uncle, your carriage is here."

  Qi Feng's anger was instantly pierced. He looked left and right, only to find that everyone was looking towards this side. He could only throw his sleeves on the carriage and discuss with them when he went back.

  Xia shi pulled Qi Haoran worriedly, and hesitated for a while: "How about your husband and wife come to live with me for two days?"

   Qi Haoran refused: "Auntie, I won't bother you when it's New Year's Eve, don't worry, it's fine."

  Fan Siwen frowned and said, "You can decide for yourself, but you also take care of the Mu Clan. What you can say and what you can't say should be taught well. After all, this is the capital, not Xingzhou."

  Fan Zijin sneered: "I don't think my younger brother and sister said anything that shouldn't be said."

Seeing his son's sarcastic eyes, Fan Siwen was instantly furious, glared at him, and left with a flick of his sleeves, Xia Shi hesitated for a moment, but still gave his son a hand, "Why do you always make your father angry during the Chinese New Year? Go and apologize."

  Fan Zijin waved his hand indifferently and said, "Mom, let's go first, I'll talk to Haoran."

  Xia saw her husband's carriage going fast, so she could only instruct her son to catch up.

   Fan Zijin looked at his mother's back, turned his head and said, "My mother would be fine if she had half the spirit of A Ling."

   Qi Haoran grinned and said proudly, "How many people in this world can compare to A Ling?"

  Fan Zijin pouted, "But you really should restrain A Ling. This time he is in a good mood and let her go. Next time she talks to the superior like this, I'm afraid it will cause a big disaster."

   Qi Haoran's expression was slightly gloomy, "She is helping me prevent disasters."

  Fan Zijin didn't want to see him look so emotional anymore, and whispered in his ear when he turned around: "Go to the horse race in the third year of junior high, remember to let her hide her clumsiness, her ability is our trump card."

   Qi Haoran nodded.

  It is not difficult to find out about Mu Yangling. He was born in a family of hunters. He went hunting with his father in the mountains since he was a child. He is stronger than ordinary people, can ride horses and is good at archery.

But the strength is much stronger than ordinary people, except for Qi Haoran, even Mu Yangling's mother Shu Wanniang and Xiuhong who often follows her don't know the details, and how good the archery is, there is room to shoot one Rabbits are good at archery, and hunting a tiger is also good at archery.

   This degree must be well grasped.

Qi Haoran returned to Mu Yangling, saw her tight little face, thought she was worried about her father's words, so he took her hand and said, "Don't worry, he doesn't dare to do anything to you when I'm here. ."

Holding hands only to realize that her hands were cold and cold, Qi Haoran frowned slightly, hugged the person, and groped for a while, only to realize that her entire back was sweaty, and she was angry and distressed for a while, cursing. : "I thought you were so daring, but you've been frightened like this, let's see if you will dare to act in the future."

After he said that he took out all the handkerchiefs on her body to help her wipe the sweat off her back, Mu Yangling leaned limply in his arms, only to feel fear, and whispered in his ear: "It is said that the companion is like a companion. Tiger, today I have experienced it once."

  Qi Haoran hugged her distressedly, and said, "Don't do this in the future, he can't make an imperial decree, and I can still refuse his verbal request. It's a big deal, the official will be slapped."

   "Won't he kill you?" Mu Yangling asked curiously.

Qi Haoran shook his head, "Probably not. Emperor Jingyan rarely kills ministers. He didn't have a case before, and Shu Guang's crime of death was also lightly punished by him. He was only exiled. After a verbal argument, he won't do anything to me, but it might be a little difficult for the eldest brother to do it."

   So they are cheating?

   Mu Yangling laughed in his arms, Qi Haoran nodded her nose and said, "eldest brother would rather be tricked by me than marry Qin Xiang's daughter. It is not a good thing to have a relationship with Qin Xiang."

   "By the way, will we offend Qin Xiang if we refuse to marry on the spot today?"

Qi Haoran curled his lips indifferently and said, "Unless I accept it, we will offend him no matter what we do, no, even if I accept it, I'm afraid that it will still offend him. We can't speculate on his adulterous thoughts. We just do our thing."

   "Didn't you say that you would rather offend the gentleman than the villain?"

   Qi Haoran said domineeringly: "Whether it is a gentleman or a villain, I am not afraid."

   Mu Yangling patted his chest with a smile, and praised: "You are good."

   The mood of the two of them swept away the low mood during the palace banquet, but the good mood only lasted until they got off the carriage. Qi Feng, who arrived early, was waiting for them in the courtyard.

   They met Qi Feng's hazy eyes as soon as they got off the carriage. Qi Haoran helped Mu Yangling down without caring, and bid farewell to Qi Feng patiently.

  Qi Feng said coldly, "Come to the study with me."

  Qi Haoran was impatient. The clothes on A Ling's back were wet, so he had to take a shower and change his clothes on such a cold day, otherwise he would get sick even if he was in good health. Where would he have time to deal with Qi Feng?

   So Qi Haoran said very rudely: "Father, if there is nothing important, I will take A Ling back first. She is not in good health, and the wind has made her worse today. If there is anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Nizi!" Qi Feng couldn't help stomping his feet and pointing at his nose and scolded: "Why are you protecting such a jealous woman? Hurry up and take a break from me. In one night, you have offended the emperor, Qin Xiang and Lord Lu. Over and over, I said that marrying a wife should be a virtuous one, you and your elder brother are afraid that I will harm you, one by one marrying wives in places where birds don't shit, divorce her, divorce me!"

   Li Jinghua, who was originally standing by and listened to the training honestly, couldn't help but feel relieved, and the birds didn't poop?

   When was the Guanzhong area described in this way?

Li Jinghua did not care about her father-in-law's face, but Mu Yangling, who was leaning on Qi Haoran's side, said rudely, "This is the first time my daughter-in-law has heard of the father-in-law's statement. It's a place where birds don't shit."

   Qi Haoran said irritably: "Father, although I don't read much, I also know that Guanzhong area was once a prosperous place. You may have been an official for a long time. Go back and read some history books. I will go back with A Ling first."

  Qi Haoran turned his head and instructed Wen Cui, "Take your grandma back and wait for her."

   Wen Cui glanced at Qi Feng, who had an ugly face, responded, stepped forward to support Li Jinghua and left.

   Qi Haoran ignored the furious Qi Feng, picked up Mu Yangling and went back to his yard, leaving Qi Feng roaring like a trapped beast: "Nizi, Nizi, I want, I want..."

   I asked for it for a long time, and I don't know what to do with Qi Haoran.

   If it was before, he could have arrested his son and beat him, cut off his monthly payment, or locked him up.

   But now Qi Haoran is completely out of his control. If nothing else, the fifteen nursing homes living in the outer courtyard, if they are there, can he beat Qi Haoran and catch him?

   Cut off your money?

   As early as five years ago, Qi Haoran didn't use his money anymore, Qi Feng was a little depressed, and only then did he really feel that his two sons had completely broken free from his control.