The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

The black wind is high.

The king dragged his weak body out of the gloomy forest and exudes a strange smell of wood. Under the moonlight, he was pale, like a layer of wax paper; his footsteps were very weak, just like stepping on the clouds, deep and shallow. One foot, uninformed, but also when he is drinking too much.

The situation of Liu’s **** is not much better than him. Although he does not have to run the forest all the time, but the grass is too strong in the afternoon, he is sitting still for a while, and his muscles are sore, especially the old waist, which is like breaking at any time. . So even though he saw the king who could fall down at any time, he did not have the extra strength to help him.

The king dragged the heavy steps and the carriage that seemed to be no longer his own.

The **** of Liu lifted the arm that seemed to be not his own. He thought he was lifted up. In fact, he did not. He said with anger: "Wang... you... is it okay?"

"The king did not..." The words were not finished, and the king felt a cramp in the abdomen. It seemed that there was a pair of hands that twisted all his intestines into twists. He held somewhere and looked pale and stepped into the steps. Forest.

The **** of Liu was helpless, and this is the twenty-seventh time tonight. The forest, which went out, went in and went out. Seven or eight times, more than one hour, they have not yet stepped out of the sphere of influence of the rhinoceros village. It!

"vomit--"

The vomiting sound of the king was heard in the woods.

胤王... I stepped on it.

......

When the king appeared in the abdomen, he found a "something that has something to do with the son". It is because Qiao Wei and others are not sure that he is going to die soon. Jingyun particularly calmly recited today to Qiao Wei. Learning the homework, Qiao Wei rewarded him with a kiss, his face was reddish, so people could not help but want to take a bite.

Qiao Wei can't help but worry that such an honest and innocent child will be bullied when he grows up?

A "innocent", may be "bullying" Xiao Jingyun holding a small white, slyly told the mother to good night, went back to the house to take care of the sister.

In the evening, Qiao Wei went to the town to do business, and Xu Shijie followed the dog's legs.

After doing a farm job in the afternoon, Xu Shijie was actually too tired to move. But in view of the unsightly master and servant who could not easily leave, he was able to dominate Qiao Wei alone. How could he let such a unique opportunity?

Beauty, Meng Bao, high-priced mission gold, all his, his, his!

Qiao Wei did not care about Xu Shijie, and took three cans of preserved eggs to go outside.

Xu Shijie volunteered to reach out: "I came to come to me, how can you do this kind of rough work for a girl's family..."

Qiao Wei unceremoniously put two of the cans in his arms. The huge weight almost broke his slender arm. He sighed: "Where is the horse and the carriage?"

Can't hold on...

Qiao Wei smiled: "There is no carriage, I usually go."

The embossing that came to the punch on time every day, silently drove the carriage away...

Xu gave Chae Wei a look at the public, and wouldn't find a bad one, otherwise Qiao Wei wouldn't look up, and he wouldn't be with others. Isn't she busy?

And said that Xu Shijie, originally a person from the capital city, managed to carry out the small business that the ancestors uploaded, not a big rich, but also a good family. Xu Shijie ranks the third in the family. He is neither as diligent as his brothers nor as smart as his brothers. He is even more reluctant to listen to his old man. This is also a coincidence. His father arranged a marriage for him. The other party is a young lady with a broken leg. The identity is really high. It is a scorpion. He really doubts how much he hates him and finds such an object.

His aunt's accompanying room and Lin's mother Lin are distant sisters. Lin said that she would introduce him to a relative. The object is a widow. As long as he gets people, he can get a lot of dowry.

The dowry has been counted, and he has earned more than he has earned for more than a decade.

Between the widow and the nephew, he almost did not hesitate to choose the former, of course, many of them also meant to be opposed to his father.

He is not a native of a peasant, what has been ploughed and what has been bitter, it is a sultry person, he is a delicate young master, fine skin tender meat, and he has not done it.

After a busy afternoon, the farmer’s work had already taken him half a life. At this time, let him hold the two jars that were like heavy weights. Isn’t he asking for his life?

Qiao Wei glanced at him and sighed: "If you can't move, you can go back. My son is so capable. He can't even afford the two cans. I really doubt whether it is a biological one!"

"It's a biological one! It must be a biological one! Who said that I can't hold it? Do you think I'm not holding it well?" Xu Shijie gritted his teeth and re-entered the two jars that were about to fall to the ground.

Qiao Wei is as fast as a fly, holding a jar but not like a donkey, walking without breathing, but also a little song.

Look at Xu Shijie, I am going to become a dog.

After waiting for Rong Ji, Xu Shijie has basically been abolished.

Rong boss let people put three jars of loose eggs: "Little Joe, who?"

Qiao Wei glanced at the almost cumbersome Xu Shijie and smiled: "Free labor, no need to use it, you are welcome."

Rong Boss said: "Hey, what do you bring, can you just call someone? How can you arrange individual errands?"

Xu Shijie has a loose heart.

Rong Bo smiled and said: "Then sweep the latrine."

Xu Shijie is down –

......

Yao Qing has been here for a few days. He has been doing mixed cooking in the kitchen. The most common thing to do is to wash vegetables and cut vegetables. Even though it was brought in by Qiao Wei, everyone seems to treat them equally and does not treat him exceptionally.

The village chief heard about Yao Qing’s situation and found a book with her daughter in the name of eating lobster.

The two sat on the side of the food stall and ordered a pot of lobster to eat.

Qiao Wei took the newly-baked stewed dish to the food stalls. She saw the village head lady. The young woman around her was similar to her eyebrows, and she was very close to her. It should be her daughter. Qiao Wei greeted him: "Mrs, what kind of wind blows you?"

The village chief lady smiled and introduced her daughter: "This is A month, A month, this is the little Joe I told you."

A month and Qiao Wei greeted.

The head of the village chief squatted and asked: "Small Joe, can't you see Yao Qing? Is he cooking inside?"

Qiao Wei pretended not to see that she was asking for it, and replied: "He is washing shrimp."

A month’s face suddenly looked awkward: “He’s coming to study here, not to do the small work of washing shrimp!”

Qiao Wei smiled and said: "Of course, not only the shrimps are washed, but also the dishes in the kitchen. If they are finished, they must be cut, and the chefs will be cut to the pot."

A month bite the lip of the bite, grabbed the sleeve of the village chief, and asked: "Isn't it a chef? How do you run to make a mess?"

The village chief wiped her mouth: "The chef also has to do basic skills."

"I see those vegetables in the restaurant are cut vegetables, washing vegetables is washing vegetables, the division of labor is clear, the chefs are only responsible for doing it!"

It is true that some masters are not responsible for cutting vegetables, but that does not mean that they will not. The basic function of others is very solid. Take the master of Rong Ji, the cut radish can wear a pin. How far is this knife?

I am kind enough to introduce people to work, but I have been treated as a liver and lung. Anyone in my heart will feel a little uncomfortable.

Qiao Wei’s smile is also a bit pale: “What do you eat this time, I please.”

When the village head lady saw Qiao Wei’s cold smile, she knew that her daughter had offended the person. She took Qiao Wei and explained to her side: “Little Joe, Ah Yue was spoiled by me and the village head, not sensible, not talking. After the brain, don't be acquainted with her."

Xiao Qiao didn't have to see her, but she didn't like to slap her cold ass. She didn't owe her: "Madam, if you feel that Yao Qing is not good at me, you can always give Yao Qing a way out." ”

The head of the village chief hurriedly waved: "You don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, how can I feel that Qinger is not good here? I don't want to send him. Isn't it? You look at your business, every table. They are all full, and they are lined up outside. The whole street is the most authentic lobster in your home. It is the blessing of Qinger to learn crafts from you!"

Qiao Wei said, here should be.

Sure enough, the village chief’s eyes turned and smiled: “Little Joe, Yao Qing, can’t he really be a master?”

"It's not impossible to do it, but there is a process in everything. Washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, and mixing, which masters come here, this is the same as the martial arts people. It is a basic skill. The chef of the kitchen. They didn't look at him when they cooked. He could see it if he wanted to see it. If he only took a step, he could go out at any time. If I look at it, you can ask him for his opinion."

The village chief asked Yao Qing, Yao Qing first agreed with the mother and daughter, and the steps were almost the same, but after a few days, he found that he had to make a dish with a satisfying taste, every step. Sloppy, cut vegetables seem simple, but the knowledge inside is also big, such as beef and pork cut is not the same, cross-cut beef cut pigs, beef cut is wrong, tendons will remain, after cooking Meaty firewood, chewing is not bad; pork is also, cut wrong, can make the meat flakes into minced meat.

After entering this line, I know that it is "big and profound", and Yao Qing is willing to learn and study in a down-to-earth manner.

The son-in-law of the son-in-law is clear, high, proud, and vain. I heard that he was arranged to go to the house. She didn’t know that he would walk away... he would have said that he must have learned it. thing.

The village chief gave Mr. Qiao a lot of good words, apologizing, and grateful. Finally, she and her daughter happily ate a pound of lobster, insisting that she did not ask Qiao Wei to treat.

After finishing the work here, Qiao Wei entered his own account, and the boss took a large account book and followed it.

After unintentionally discovering Qiao Wei’s amazing accounting ability, Rong’s boss was lazy and handed over all the calculations to Qiao Wei’s hands.

Can control every financial situation of Rong Ji, Qiao Wei can not ask, naturally no trouble.

Qiao Wei’s mentality is amazing. When she scans the past, the one-page account automatically matches the answer in her mind. There is no need to calculate the abacus. But when she is careful, she will use the abacus to check it again.

The slender fingers banged fast on the abacus, the beads creaked, and it was exceptionally crisp in the quiet account.

Once Qiao Wei is serious, he will enter the state of ecstasy, and he will not know when he stands up.

Ji Mingxiu came for a while, and she saw that she was invested and did not bother her.

In the hot summer, her forehead and neck ooze out the glittering sweat. Ji Mingxiu looked around and found a beautiful fan on the cupboard. She gently took it to fan her and was served long. The grand parents of Ji, can never be so detailed to anyone.

Ji Mingxiu randomly glanced at the "beauty" on the fan. Two people, one man and one woman, one on the other, the clothes were half-solved, the scenery was vivid, and the cloud rain was going on after a rockery. What’s more interesting is that It’s a woman who is full of style.

Little unconscience like this position?

Ji Mingxiu's lips evoke a smug smile, and the light goes down, looking at the man who is under the pressure of the beauty. The man's face was forced to add a mask.

Wait, is this not his mask?

The glory of Ji Mingxiu was dark.

Look at the "self" who is under pressure to move underneath, and look at the beautiful woman who is sitting on the "self" face, Ji Mingxiu smiles coldly, takes a brush, and outlines the beauty face. It became a person's face, and the proud **** that were exposed outside the tulle were reduced by one size. This was enough to put down the pen, holding the newly-furnished beauty fan, and gently fanning the beauty.

Qiao Wei checked all the accounts after two quarters of an hour. She yawned, stretched her arms, and stretched out a lazy waist. She stretched out and leaned back on the back of the chair. She found her head hit a certain one. In the human stomach, she was shocked and jumped. She said that she had pulled the dagger hidden in her sleeve and turned around and said hello.

Ji Mingxiu moved to the side of the chair, clasped her wrist, took her dagger, and the other hand wrapped around her slender waist. When she swept her foot, she was tripped and fell heavily to the table behind her. The arm gave her a pillow, but she didn't have a pain, but the solid one made her head lick.

Almost at the same time, Ji Mingxiu's body was pressed up, pressing her whole person on the table, and it was his own breath, and she shrouded her at once.

Qiao Wei is a bit stunned: "How...what are you? When did you come? How old do you like to play sneak attacks? Really think that your hard work is too good, or is my martial arts too bad?"

Ji Mingxiu’s eyes are somewhat dangerous: “I want to see my ‘Kung Fu’, huh?”

I thought about drawing him on the map of the Spring Palace. It was her loss. It was not enough for someone to swear at him so boldly.

Qiao Wei didn't hear his extra-string sound for a while, only to feel the last "hmm" tone, seven bends and eight turns, and turned her heart into the top, like a person who did not see anything, was caught by him. of.

But she obviously didn't do anything!

Qiao Wei shot him: "You get up, die."

Ji Mingxiu took her and turned herself into the chair, while she sat on his lap.

Qiao Wei was shocked by this sudden change. A pair of apricot eyes were round and big, and the mouth was long enough to hold an egg: "You, you, you... what are you doing? I warn you, don't be too much, I haven't promised to be you yet... oh-"

The lips are blocked.

They all painted him on the picture of the **** palace, saying that it was not for him for a long time, how could it be?

When I thought about this little and unconscion, I was thinking about how to sleep him in my mind every day. Ji Mingxiu had some fire, and she took a bite on her soft red lips.

Qiao Wei suffered a pain, and he shot on his shoulder.

Ji Mingxiu loosened her lips and looked at her in the deep light. She smiled coldly: "There are so many eyes, Joe helps the Lord."

Qiao Wei raised his back and wiped the lips that he had kissed. He said with resentment: "What are you doing? I am not rules."

Ji Mingxiu took the fan: "Who is not the rule?"

This fan was unintentionally scoured when Qiao Wei strolled around the stall. She was an adult woman. She couldn’t buy Xiao Huangshu. What happened to the Xiao Huang fan? Breaking the law?

She didn't believe that his family didn't have this thing, maybe he had a set of his own set!

However, he was so angry that he was not angry with her fan. She was angry and she painted the man inside him into his face.

Heaven and earth conscience, she is not intentional, it is really a man on the fan is too ugly, unsightly, she wanted to get rid of that face, but the fan is broken, she thought of giving that person Zhang face, but her painting is not good, painting for a long time is not as good as the original, had no choice but to draw a mask on the top.

She only saw his own mask in ancient times, and did not paint his paintings?

"Don't be angry, I didn't mean YY you."

Although, in fact, YY has been so a little bit, who makes him handsome and good in shape, is a woman who wants to treat him as good? But she swears that it’s just a little YY that doesn’t count, and there’s no such thing as how he really is.

Ji Mingxiu did not believe this little liar: "I am very angry."

This is something that he does not do kindly. How can he casually violate his portrait right? I knew that I would like to take a few flowers on the mask and distinguish it from him.

The strange thing is that you can't paint anything else. It's really evil to paint his mask but hand it to you.

Qiao Wei is still sitting on his lap, this posture is too embarrassing, and the tip of his nose is all his tempting atmosphere. Her heart beats a little faster: "So how do you get mad?"

"What do you say?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

Qiao Wei glanced at him, and the enthusiasm in the smoldering heat was on her face, like a soldering iron. Qiao Wei’s ciliary feathers trembled, and courage, and kissed him quickly in his lips. .

"Can this be?" Qiao Wei whispered.

Ji Mingxiu is cold.

Qiao Wei licked her lips and kissed her again. This time it was on her lips.

It is a pity that I don’t know how many days the prime minister was suppressed in the fan. When she was ready to pull out, she grabbed her back and let her stick it again.

Xu Shijie finally dragged the tired body to clean the latrine, exhausted to the extreme, and wanted to go upstairs to find Qiao Wei's good life to invite a lot of work. By the way, I heard that Qiao Wei was alone in the room, he also had a chance to find a lonely man. A pro-Fang Ze, who knows that he just opened the door, he saw this fragrant scene, and quickly quit!

When he went out, he was not alert. The woman inside seemed to be his "woman"? How do you sit on other men's laps? Also kissed!

"娘娘!"

He slammed the door openly, glaring at the man who held his wife in his arms. "Who are you? Let go of my lady!"

Ji Ming corrected the taste of the marrow and was suddenly interrupted. The negative pressure of the whole body came out. He gave a sip on Qiao Wei's lips, and then, his eyes coldly swept toward Xu Shijie.

Xu Shijie vowed that he had never seen such a cold eyes, like a bloodthirsty blade. He could feel the thick murderousness through most of the room. The other person was dressed very well, strong and strong, and he was Do not doubt that he will say more words, he will be twisted off his neck.

He swallowed his throat and said: "I...I... I admit the wrong person, you continue."

His legs turned softly.

"Door." Ji Ming Xiu Dao.

Xu Shijie did not dare to look back, so he extended an arm and touched it behind him. He finally touched the doorknob and gently took the door...

"Yangzi?" Ji Mingxiu looked at Qiao Wei slyly, his eyes were laughing, but the danger was terrifying.

Qiao Wei licked the lips that he kissed with redness and swollenness. A serious saying: "You don't know that I married someone."

"Just the bag?" Ji Mingxiu's nephew swept a trace of contempt.

Qiao Wei did not hold back, smiled. In fact, from the very beginning, she knew that Xu Shijie could not be a child. He said that the dragon is a dragon and a dragon, and the child born by the mouse will make a hole. Jingyun is so good, how is he? May be Xu Shijie's mediocrity?

The king is a jerk, but at least he has won the top of the prodigy test, and he is also the blood of the royal family. His possibility is bigger than that of Xu Shijie.

However, she really hated the king, which left Xu Shijie to add to the king.

"Not that he is someone else, my man may not die, just lost with me, and one day he will find the door."

"You are looking forward to?"

"Of course I don't expect it." What is a man looking forward to a man who has left their mother and son for a few years? Besides, she is not the original owner. What did the original marriage marry and marry? Let her run to live with a man who has never been masked for a lifetime, she is better than a lifetime.

Ji Mingxiu stroked her soft lips: "I don't expect it."

otherwise--

He is never a good class.

......

Ji Mingxiu is not a special trip to take advantage of someone's cheap. It is a new one hundred pounds of lychee, which was sent to Ji Yu and the old lady. The rest was brought to Qiao Wei by Ji Mingxiu.

Qiao Wei gave the restaurant a few more people, and sent Chen Dadao ten pounds. When leaving, let Ji Mingxiu take five pounds and bring the remaining basket of fresh lychee back to Luo.

The ancient logistics was underdeveloped, and the lychee could be transported to the capital. It was really shipped, and it was not so fresh, but the granules sent by Ji Mingxiu were full and the leaves were red and green, just like they had just been taken from under the tree.

The Luo family had never eaten lychee, and the little steamed buns did not mention it. They got up early in the morning and saw a large plate of red and bright fruits on the table. They couldn’t get a mouth shut.

Wang Shuba said with a scorpion: "Mother, what is this?"

"Litchi." Qiao Wei peeled one and fed it into her daughter's mouth. "Sweet?"

Wang Shu took a bite and his eyes were bright: "Sweet sweet! So sweet!"

If it is chilled, it will be sweeter. Unfortunately, there is no hail in the house. Even if you take the ice and move it, it will be lost at an hour.

Qiao Wei also stripped one of his son.

Jingyun also likes the taste of lychee, sweet and sweet, and more delicious than the best wild fruit on the mountain.

Luo Auntie and Luo Yongzhi and Cui Yun also tasted in order, and they all loved this sweet fruit.

"Sister, where did you buy it? It tastes good!" asked Luo Yongzhi.

"Friends sent." Qiao Wei peeled a look at Wang Shu, Jing Yun saw the mother kissed a few times, has learned to peel himself.

Luo Yongzhi did not ask his sister's friend, the younger sister is big, and it is not strange to know the noble person. He asked: "Is it very expensive? I have not seen the sale in the town."

Qiao Wei didn't buy lychee in ancient times, and she hasn't read the relevant literature, but it is rare, and lychee is not cheap in Beijing. It's just that she doesn't think it is expensive: "Wait for the next time." I asked."

Everyone loves it so much. If it is not expensive, buy it yourself.

After breakfast, Qiao Wei wrapped four pounds of lychee, two pounds to the old show, two pounds to let Jingyun and Wang Shu to the children in the class, and then, let Cuiyun send some to Zhao.

Cuiyun gratefully thanked him for taking the lychee and letting her mother and brothers taste it.

After this, Qiao Wei installed a basket, and the green bean soup together to the mountain to the masters who are working hard to build a house.

Master Zheng joked: "You don't always send so delicious! Everyone is embarrassed, working hard every day, and the construction period is cut in half! If you go on, you can't make any money!"

The wages are settled on a daily basis. The longer the delay, the more expensive it is. Occasionally, everyone will negotiate an upper limit. It is appropriate to complete the work before the upper limit. However, the master on the construction site is indeed like a chicken blood, and the efficiency is improved by one grade. .

Qiao Wei couldn't help but smile: "Whoever let the masters take care of me!"

"Haha." The people laughed happily.

At this time, they still don't know how expensive the lychee is. They only think that Xiao Qiao is kind, the money is high, the food is good, and the masters are respectful. More importantly, she is not easy. Doing business, farming, hunting, taking children, her efforts are all in the eyes, it is too distressing.

"I told you that this fruit can't be bought! Xiaoqiao is paid a big price from the capital! I have to work hard after eating! I can't be sorry for the lychee of others!" Master Zheng is serious and motivates people. It is also in no way inferior.

Qiao Wei smiled and went down the mountain. Two cheap "husbands" came again.

The emperor vomited and diarrhed all night, the emperor was alarmed, thinking that this son was infected with a plague, scared to go to his house to see if there was a plague, if he had a plague, he would be sent out of the capital to be isolated. He is strong and strong, and the sky is not bright. The king is hard to support, and he looks like a ghost.

Qiao Wei looked at her, and her eyes were awkward: "Li Gongzi! Are you evil? The face is so ugly!"

Is he evil? He is clearly eating a bad stomach at her house!

I really doubted if she added something in the soup, but the soup came out of Jingyun. Not only did he drink, but Xu Shijie also drank. Xu Shijie was fine. It was not a problem with soup.

He would never believe that Jingyun had moved his hands in the soup. In his opinion, Jingyun liked him. As long as he had several more times, he would handle the relationship with Jingyun properly. At that time, even if the woman did not follow He returned to the government, he can also take Jingyun away.

Wang Wang stabilized some of the shaking body and looked at her coldly: "I just read the book all night and didn't sleep well."

"Li Gongzi is really hardworking." Qiao Wei said casually, he ignored him, went to the chair, opened the food box, and began to enjoy her lychee.

Yan Wang looked at her big red lychee on the table, frowning incredulously: "Is this lychee?"

"Yeah, is Li Gongzi trying to taste it? Although you have offended me, but the visitor is a guest, I still have this chest." Said, Qiao Wei generously pushed the food box to the middle.

Ji Mingxiu sent a few jins, she sent half out, half left, how it really wastes no pain.

The look of the king of the king is a bit complicated. Every year, the tribute of the fresh lychee into the palace is tribute to the emperor. After that, he is given to several favored nephews and their emperors, and they are equally divided into his side. At the time, there are often few left, and she is full of a large box here, no, there is a big basket on the side, all of them are full of particles.

So many fresh lychees, where are they coming from?

The king looked at her in a quiet voice: "Do you know that the tribute to the court this year has not yet arrived?"

"Oh." Didn't arrive, she didn't go to the court, and the court won't send her a few.

When Yan Wang saw that she did not understand her meaning, she bluntly said: "The emperor has not eaten the lychee." You have already eaten a village girl, not only eaten, but also the best lychee, in his past years. The emperor has never eaten so well.

Qiao Wei casually sighed, the emperor did not eat, do her ass?

"Where is your lychee coming?" asked the king suspiciously.

Qiao Wei spit out the lychee core: "Where do you care for me? It will not be yours."

Xu Shijie leaned forward and tasted one. It is a lychee that makes Yang Guifei coveted. It is so sweet and delicious!

Qiao Wei specializes in picking big ones, and small ones don't eat them.

The brows of Wang Wang wrinkled deeper. He had been handed over to his hand in the past, that is, Xiao Weizhi was rejected by Qiao Wei.

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Poor King ~

P... Yesterday the answer was C, everyone guessed it right? o(∩_∩)o

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