Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

"Old lady, go slowly."

Before Mr. Zhang left, he glanced at Chen Yanjun and said proudly:

"Mr. Chen, don't forget that your sentence that there is no way out after mountains and rivers is nowhere to be found is my inspiration for you!"

Chen Yanjun smiled, and it was indeed his phrase "Landscapes and Willows" that reminded him of this poem, so he bowed and thanked him:

"Mr. Zhang is a great talent. In the future, Mr. Chen will definitely visit and ask for advice."

Zhang Wei was so frightened that his face turned black instantly, and he walked away in despair.

……

After the Zhang family left, everyone in the Cui family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No one thought that the Zhang family was so aggressive that even Princess Ping'an didn't pay attention.

What's more, Mr. Chen actually surpassed Mr. Zhang in both literary and martial arts, and even made Liu Sheren resign from office and return to his hometown... I don't know what the future holds.

In any case, the Cui family survived.

"Phew, I was scared to death, the young master is amazing."

Xiao Yue was the first to come to talk to Chen Yanjun.

"Especially in this sentence, there is no way out of doubt, and there is another village in the shadow of the willow... Xiaoyue suddenly understands how the young master has an epiphany."

Chen Yanjun suddenly felt that this poem did not match his life experience, so he explained:

"Well, I ate poisonous mushrooms in Gudu that day and fell into a coma. I had this dream when I was dying. I woke up and thought about a lot of things."

Everyone understood.

Especially Detonator, asked:

"Mr. Chen, do you still remember the species or shape of the poisonous mushroom?"

Chen Yanjun smiled and shook his head:

"This matter has nothing to do with mushrooms, Detonator, I was poisoned."

The detonator was slightly disappointed.

"Oh...Young people should also pay attention to protecting themselves when they go out."

Nanny Feng rolled his eyes at him, the old man didn't know what he was talking about at all...

In fact, everyone understands that Chen Yanjun's danger comes from Qiu Zhuo.

Xiao Yue hurriedly comforted and said:

"My son is now married to his wife, so there is no danger!"

"..."

A happy knot made Cui Yourong say that his face was flushed like a rosy cloud, his clear and moving eyes dodged, and he forcibly maintained the majesty of the Patriarch.

Chen Yanjun did not open the six boxes of betrothal gifts, but handed them over to his future wife directly.

"Madam please accept these betrothal gifts, and help me reach the ninth rank in the future."

Cui Yourong was worried and said:

"Although the family is not rich, it still has enough resources to help the young master condense his energy and form alchemy. It's a little risky to win the property of the Zhang family."

Chen Yanjun smiled and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, sometimes the more you give in, the more the enemy will bully you and force yourself to become stronger, just keep a reasonable speed of advance and retreat."

Xiaoyue covered her mouth with a smile and said:

"Young Master speaks like the head of a family!"

Cui Yourong:

"..."

Seeing that his wife didn't scold him, Xiaoyue became bold again, turned around and asked Miss:

"Miss, do you want to call..."

Du Qiuzhuo hastily performed a technique of silence, and blocked Xiaoyue's mouth.

Chen Yanjun first saved her life, and now he outperformed Mr. Zhang in Wentao and Wushu, and helped her and the Cui family get through the crisis safely...

In her heart, she no longer had any thoughts of looking down upon or impatient with Chen Yanjun.

But asking her to call a handsome man about her own age Daddy... that's impossible!

Qiu Zhuo held the Qinghong sword left by the princess in his hand, threw it to Chen Yanjun far away, and said coldly.

"Chen Yanjun, you can marry my mother...but don't think of me calling you father."

After that, he turned and left!

Chen Yanjun smiled and shook his head.

On the side, the lady raised her head with a blushing face and said:

"Young master, come with me."

……

Inner City, East, Daozhengfang.

Cui Mansion, Cui Jianzheng's study.

There are not many books in the study room, but it is full of various handmade wooden military models.

An old man in brocade robes was carving spirit patterns on a small crossbow.

Cui Wanjun, a third-rank craftsman, is over three hundred years old, has black beard and hair, is handsome, and is also very strong. He is tall, with sharp eyes, and has the potential to shoot ten thousand arrows.

It is said that this is a mighty man who fears nothing but his wife.

At this time, the door creaked open.

Mrs. Cui is here.

The old lady has white beard and hair, and looks much older than Cui Wanjun, but in fact, she has just passed a hundred years old, and there is still a little beauty on her half-old face.

"Is it about Rong'er? No matter how many times I say it, I won't agree... It is impossible for my granddaughter Cui Wanjun to marry a mortal!"

The old lady shook her head.

"It's Qiu Zhuo's news. She finally rejected Zhang's family... You should persuade You Rong."

Cui Wanjun sighed, he could only comfort his wife and said:

"It doesn't matter, Qiu Zhuo is extremely talented. Marriage too early is not a good thing. Let's take it one step at a time. I will handle the relationship with Zhang Jiancheng well."

Mrs. Cui remained silent.

Cui Wanjun asked carefully again:

"Any news about Rong'er?"

This is exactly what Mrs. Cui was thinking about.

"She is going to marry a mortal."

Cui Wanjun:

"what!"

old lady:

"However, this mortal seems to be a little more useful than I imagined before, and he actually beat that young master of the Zhang family in terms of culture and martial arts."

Cui Wanjun frowned.

"Forget about Wen, Wu Lue... Ma'am, are you sure the scholar won?"

Mrs. Cui said:

"I heard from Sister Feng that he had a tie with the Thunder Steward before, and then he succeeded in washing his marrow. Today, he beat Mr. Zhang to the ground with one punch... He also said that he has entered the third stage of nourishing qi. I seem to have heard you say that However, it is the only regret in this life that I have not entered the third stage of nourishing qi."

Cui Wanjun couldn't hold back his old face.

"...Are you sure it's the third realm?"

Mrs. Cui said:

"That kid is said to be good at poetry, and he even wrote a poem about breaking through the countryside. What's it called... The mountains are heavy and the rivers are full of doubts, and there is another village..."

Cui Wanjun's eyes moved like a thousand arrows leading a bow.

"Gather Cui's elders and children and grandchildren, and hold a family meeting...including that kid."

Chapter 0024 Chang'an... Ill

study.

The bookshelves are neatly arranged, exuding a faint fragrance of flowers, birds, and caterpillars.

Most of them are ancient books, most of them are decorations, and useful exercise secret books will be engraved with seals and carried with them.

Between the two stands hung a very short ancient sword without a sheath, not a spirit sword.

Chen Yanjun identified it carefully, it was a bit like the Yue King Goujian sword in the history books, and it was a few years old.

There are piano chess and tea cups placed on the multi-legged table.

On the desk by the window, there is a piece of porcelain in the shape of a medicine altar—it is actually the legendary Tang Sancai. Yellow, green, blue, ocher and other colored glazes are used interlacedly on a piece of pottery at the same time to form a mottled glaze. .

In Chen Yanjun's impression, Tang Sancai's body is crisp and waterproof, and it is mainly used for burial or sacrifice, and it may have the meaning of commemorating the deceased husband when placed on the desk.

Chen Yanjun didn't feel jealous, but felt at ease.

It means that this is a good woman.

The study room is very large, with a screen and a tent in the middle.

On the screen is a huge painting similar to a chariot painting, with a strong Dunhuang Tang style, and the color is much more colorful than the unearthed cultural relics that have been dusty for more than a thousand years.

It's a wonderful feeling.

It seems that he only traveled through time, but not through space. The position where Chen Yanjun is standing at this moment may be only a dozen miles away from the school and rented house in his previous life.

Behind the screen, there is a floor-to-ceiling green gauze tent.

Behind the tent is the lady's couch.

Since her ex-husband passed away, the wife has been living alone in the study.

Right now, it is the first time that Chen Yanjun has entered Madam's study, like entering Madam's secret garden.

in front of the window.

Cui Yourong still stood with his hands behind his back, maintaining a dignified appearance like a hanging moon, and did not look at Chen Yanjun.

"Just now, in order to protect the young master, You Rong had no choice but to make a bad move... and did not ask the young master for his opinion."

Chen Yanjun could tell that Madam turned to look out of the window and didn't glance at him, in order to cover up the hard-to-fade halo on her face, so she purposely teased her and said:

"What's wrong with Ma'am?"

Cui Yourong:

"..."

In an instant, the blush turned into a hot face, and the secret luck suppressed it.

Chen Yanjun scratched his head, pretending to be stunned.

"Oh, it's about getting married... What's Madam thinking in her heart?"

Cui Yourong didn't dare to look at him.

Show love in public, but dare not show love in person.

I thought that Mr. Chen had been pursuing Qiu Zhuo before, his age was different from her, and he had been a widow for many years, all kinds of thoughts came to his mind...

After holding back for a long time, he clenched his palms tightly and said softly:

"If the son is interested, You Rong... will not break his promise."