Wake up and become a son-in-law

"Uncle..." Xiao'e and Lan Yuheng continued to buy things. Xiao'e shouted but hesitated, and Lan Yuheng said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Xiao'e hesitated for a moment, "Uncle, you got into trouble again today. Then the lady will have to criticize you again..." Lan Yuheng said with a smile, "It's nothing but a trivial matter. This kind of person is used to being domineering in Chang'an, and it will only make people miserable." People suffer”

Xiao'e pursed her lips, "Actually, there are too many people like this. I can't finish talking about them. Sometimes it would be better if I just give my name. If I let them go, they will also appreciate my favor. Multiple friends always Better than multiple enemies”

Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "Xiao'e, why are you still trying to teach me a lesson? How come you have brought out all the official principles?" Xiao'e blushed, "How can I have a maid... This is what the lady told me."

"Your young lady is good at everything. It's just that this matter is a bit bad. It's okay for some people to say a few words, but I still have to give him face like Xu Jingzong? I'll tolerate what I should tolerate, and I won't tolerate what I shouldn't. !" Lan Yuheng also reasoned with Xiao'e.

Xiao'e was a little depressed, "Everything my uncle and the young lady said makes sense...I don't know who to listen to anymore..." Lan Yuheng looked serious, "Of course I listened to your husband! Qier is a little unreasonable. Don't listen!" Xiao'e touched her head and didn't dare to stand in line this time. She didn't dare to maintain her usual demeanor of being a wallflower...

Mu Qianqian couldn't help but shook her head and laughed. She glanced at her beautiful eyes and said, "My husband, there is a Poetry Pavilion over there!" After speaking, she pointed at the figures coming in and out, and saw the word Poetry Pavilion written on it.

Lan Yuheng's eyes showed a hint of familiarity. "This plaque is so familiar..." Mu Qianqian glanced at the plaque. "What is familiar about this plaque? Oh... My husband also sold poems before, and he also sold two "Sister" Mu Qianqian naturally heard Mu Yu'er say it, and now she couldn't help but joke.

Xiao'e's eyes lit up, "Uncle! That plaque seems to belong to some company in Huzhou!" Lan Yuheng slapped his forehead, "Yes! That's why I said it looks familiar! Go in and take a look!" Lan Yuheng came to the front of the Poetry Pavilion. I also paused, as if I always felt like something was missing.

"What's wrong with your husband?" Mu Qianqian asked curiously when she saw Lan Yuheng's hesitation. Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "It would be great if I had a fan at this time, so that I can look like a handsome young master!" Lan Yuheng fantasized about it. , fanning with a fan, parading with two beautiful concubines, just thinking about it makes me feel proud

Xiao'e rolled her eyes at her uncle, "What are you doing with a fan in this cold weather? People will think that your uncle is not normal..." Lan Yuheng slapped Xiao'e directly, "Why are you saying that to my uncle?" Really!" Xiao'e covered her forehead and felt a little aggrieved. Mu Qianqian smiled and said, "My husband is so handsome, why do you need these things to accompany him?"

"Well! Qianqian, I love hearing what you said. I will continue to carry it forward in the future!" He also came to the Poetry Pavilion with a smile. This Poetry Pavilion was extremely grand. It was at least two or three times bigger than the one in Huzhou. He glanced around Among those poems, there is a copy written by him

"My guest is buying poems..." A woman said with a professional smile. When she glanced at Mu Qianqian and the others, she also showed a hint of surprise. When she saw Lan Yuheng, her eyes were even more surprised. For a moment, She didn't know what to say. Mu Qianqian and Xiao'e looked at each other and smiled. Xiao'e smiled and said, "My uncle just wants to read the poems and doesn't want to buy them. He has no money."

"Uh... I'm just kidding..." The female clerk also smiled awkwardly, but she didn't expect that a maid would dare to tease her uncle. Mu Qianqian pointed to the poem in the middle, and was stopped by that person just as she was about to speak. The female clerk interrupted, "Miss, this poem is not for sale..."

Mu Qianqian just smiled and nodded. In fact, she wanted to ask if this poem was written by her husband. When the female clerk saw a few people, she seemed to just look at them, so she stopped disturbing her. She couldn't help but glance at Lan again. Yuheng, then continued to entertain other guests. After all, many of them came here for the fame of Pingxihou.

"Ms. sir...did you write this poem?" Mu Qianqian asked curiously, Lan Yuheng nodded, "At that time, the shopkeeper of Shi Ge invited me to drink tea, so I gave him a favor. I guess it was Yi'er later. I got a copy for him. The real one is with your sister, but Yi'er has always been stingy about this. It's not easy to get a copy from her..." Lan Yuheng couldn't help but smacked his lips and sighed.

"Oh...that's it." Speaking of this matter, Mu Qianqian couldn't help complaining, "Ms., please write a poem for me too. Sister Yuyi always shows off those poems to us, saying it's for me." It’s a gift, and my sister can’t bear it. If it hadn’t been a gift from my husband, I think my sisters would have burned it all.”

Speaking of which, Mo Yuyi often babbles, saying that these are all testimonials between her and her husband, which makes a few people's teeth itch. Even Mu Yu'er, who has always been gentle, can say a few words about her, let alone other people. Wu Yu'er will be better, Li Shiqi thought several times, and finally held back...it was just a matter of selling her husband's face.

Lan Yuheng laughed and shook her head, "She paid for those. If Qianqian wants it, she has to pay for it." Mu Qianqian blushed, "Qianqian has no money..."

Lan Yuheng raised his brows, "No money? What poems can I buy if I don't have money? I won't sell it if I don't want to sell it, but I see that the little lady is beautiful. Tonight..." Mu Qianqian's pretty face was almost bleeding, "Qianqian Yiguan That's just people... But this poem..." Apparently Mu Qianqian still understands her husband-in-law...

"Easy to say, easy to say..." Lan Yuheng had a serious look on his face. Xiao'e beside him couldn't help but rolled his eyes at the two of them. "Uncle, please be more reserved..." They even started role-playing in front of the public! Ye Ying's cold and pretty face was a little unbearable. Although she was an inexperienced girl, she worked as a guard for Lan Yuheng every day, so she still understood Lan Yuheng's situation...

"Oh, this lady, I have already told you that this poem cannot be sold! Aren't you embarrassing me?" A familiar shopkeeper appeared in Lan Yuheng's field of vision, and there was another one who looked quite pretty, with eyes full of laughter. Seeing that no one was convinced, the unruly Jin looked like a wealthy lady, especially since the two followers behind him were both martial arts practitioners. At this glance, there was no way to run away...

"Shopkeeper! I don't like hearing what you are saying. This Poetry Pavilion is a place where poetry is sold. Since it is hanging, it can be sold. Please give me a price! I bought it for any price! "The woman's rich and arrogant look made everyone on the side shake their heads. Rich people are different and speak so grandly, but how can the poems about the immortal master be so easy to buy? So far, no one has been released to the market, and the only one is still hanging in the palace! Even if everyone knows that this is a copy, they can't stop the rarity of this thing! What’s more, it’s related to Lan Yuheng!

Naturally, the shopkeeper relied on Lan Yuheng's popularity and the wealth of his mother and his son, and he suddenly grew stronger. Now his business has reached Chang'an. Huzhou is not a big place, so there are few people to buy or sell by force. But This Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Chang'an gave the shopkeeper a headache. All the ladies came here to copy the original, tens of thousands of taels were opened casually, but the shopkeeper didn't take it seriously. It will only become more and more valuable if left alone. The most important thing is that with him, Poetry Pavilion has a soul. At that time, he just thought that Lan Yuheng's poems would one day be famous, but he did not expect that he would be so famous. But he just didn't want to sell.

This is no longer about money, but about his relationship with Lan Yuheng!

"Miss, I really can't sell this poem. If you like it... how about you pick a poem from Shi Ge? Just treat it like an old man and apologize to the lady." The shopkeeper didn't want to offend this person. After seeing it, She is not someone to be trifled with. Now that the Poetry Pavilion is big, there are not many good poems out there. Maybe she really catches her eye, even if she loses money and avoids disaster...

When the lady heard what the shopkeeper said, she not only looked bad, but got even worse: "Shopkeeper, what do you mean? Do you want to use these poems to send me away? If you don't sell it today, you won't be able to drive in Chang'an anymore!"

"My young lady is trying to flatter you by asking you to buy poems. I have already said you can set the price. Is a poem more expensive than gold?" the attendant also said with disdain.

"This!" The shopkeeper also looked helpless, and the female clerk also ran over, "Dad... Miss, can you please stop embarrassing my dad, this poem cannot be sold..."

The young lady snorted coldly and just sat on the tea table without saying anything, as if she wanted to take matters into her own hands. Mu Qianqian frowned, "My husband... this person is so unruly..." Lan Yuheng said with a smile, " It’s okay, okay, you’ve never seen anyone more arrogant...your sister is even more arrogant than her!”

"Bastard! Who is scolding me!" The woman's ears were particularly sharp, and she immediately heard someone scolding her for being unruly. She was indeed unruly, but it was not someone else's turn to scold her. The two martial arts practitioners immediately locked onto Lan Yu. Heng four people: "Miss seems to be this person"

A group of people all looked at Lan Yuheng sympathetically, and a clear space was immediately vacated beside them. They were obviously afraid of being mistaken for being in the same group, but when they saw Lan Yuheng's unearthly temperament, they couldn't help but secretly think. In admiration, the shopkeeper looked at Lan Yuheng with a ghostly look on his face, and was speechless for a moment. The shopkeeper's daughter looked at her father with a puzzled look on her face.

When the young lady saw Lan Yuheng's appearance, she was stunned for a long time. She couldn't help muttering in her heart: Oh my God! When did Chang'an have such a handsome young master! Which young man is this? If that doesn't work, you have to ask dad to propose marriage...!

"Hmph! You are the one scolding my lady? Who are you?" That's a guard. He doesn't care what you look like, but he glanced at Mu Qianqian and the others a few times. The lady waved her hand and said calmly to Lan Yuheng, " Are you scolding me?" Her tone and expression remained unchanged, looking arrogant, but her tone became much gentler.

Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "This business is a matter of mutual consent. If you buy and sell by force, I will probably lose your identity as a girl." Seeing Lan Yuheng's gentle words, the young lady also blushed. She quickly made an angry look, "Which family are you from? Do you know who I am?"

Xiao'e looked strange. Why did this woman look at her uncle-in-law so strangely? Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "I'm just a first-level slut, I can't be called a young master."

"A charlatan?" The lady's brows widened. Although the person she saw might not be a good match, at least he didn't have so many rules...

The two guards naturally didn't know what their young lady was thinking, but they looked at Lan Yuheng: "We are also people in the world, and we have some status in the world. Brother, why don't we sign up?"

Lan Yuheng looked serious, "In Halong Aotian, he is known as Menglilang!" The two of them suddenly fell into thinking. This name seemed familiar... but why couldn't they remember it? Lan Yuheng also secretly thought: Could it be that my name has really spread among people in the world?

The shopkeeper was so excited when he saw Lan Yuheng that he didn't care about anyone else. "Oh! I didn't expect that I could see the young master today!" Lan Yuheng also smiled and said, "It's been a long time, shopkeeper. I didn't expect that you, Shige, would be able to see you." I'm here in Chang'an, it seems I've made a lot of money over the years." The shopkeeper's daughter was a little surprised to see the two of them so familiar. When did her father know such a handsome young man, and the two of them looked like friends...

The shopkeeper also smiled awkwardly, "This doesn't bring down the young master's luck, does it? It makes the young master laugh..." Lan Yuheng smiled and responded, "The shopkeeper is polite. I happened to pass by today, so I came in to take a look. I didn't expect that it was really the shopkeeper. It’s open, but since everyone is here, it’s just like bringing your wife to ask for a cup of tea.”

"Hey! I asked you what your name is!" The lady was also a little unhappy. Apparently she didn't expect Lan Yuheng to ignore her! But the two guards were suddenly shocked, "You! You... you are Ping Xihou!"