At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

In Qing'e's painting fan, spring trees are red with tulips, and pedestrians are rushing on the road.

Today is the Qingming Festival.

Early in the morning, there were more people leaving the city than entering the city.

There are foreign officials and literati who take their wives and friends out of the city for a youth tour.

More often than not, people like Si Yuandao go out of the city to sweep tombs and pay homage to their relatives.

Staggering forward in the carriage.

Si Yuandao's eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were also dark purple.

Xie Yuheng couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw it.

Presumably, the husband was thinking about his wife and daughter last night and did not get a good rest.

I was busy rummaging through some things in my mind, telling my husband what happened on the Youzhou front line.

While they were chatting to the master, Chang He drove a carriage and left the city.

Not knowing which road to turn into, Chang He suddenly reined in his horse and stopped.

At the same time, a rough voice came from the side.

"You're so damn blind, you almost hit me!"

"What a waste! He can't even drive a car, so he just goes home and eats shit."

Chang He hasn't replied yet.

Rong Liu, who was riding behind, rode to the side of the carriage.

Take a quick look at the distance between the two cars.

Rong Liu raised his eyebrows and replied: "Didn't we miss it?"

"You are so excited, as if your own father is dead!"

"Besides, we were the first to get on the bridge."

"You had to rush to reincarnate, so we almost bumped into each other. Who do you blame?!"

Rong Liu suddenly changed his tone, his attitude was extremely sincere, and he suggested:

"Your ability to take the blame and throw the blame away is truly extraordinary."

"How about you stop being a coachman and become a cook instead, and you will definitely be able to have a prosperous life, with ups and downs..."

Rong Liu said a long list like a barrage of fire.

The driver's face turned the color of pig's liver with anger.

The hand holding the riding crop also kept shaking, as if suffering from epilepsy.

The coachman pointed his whip at Rong Liu and said angrily: "Good boy, do you know who is sitting in the carriage?"

"I think you don't want to hang out in Shangjing anymore..."

In the carriage, Xie Yuheng stood up after hearing this and moved to where Rong Liu was speaking.

He lifted the car curtain and looked outside.

Coincidentally, the owner of the carriage opposite also raised the curtain impatiently.

The two people's eyes met in the air.

A smile appeared on Xie Yuheng's lips, but this smile...

Si Yuandao looked at it and felt that someone was going to suffer again.

Leaning slightly, the little old man also looked outside.

Oh, unfortunately the person opposite is Chi Guanxu!

Xie Yuheng raised his voice and said hello: "It turns out to be Master Chi. I'm disrespectful."

Chi Guanxu frowned and said nothing.

This kid has never given him a good look since he became an official.

It couldn't be that you were suddenly scared because of the assassination two days ago?

He was thinking. I saw Xie Yuheng tilting his head and rushing towards the driver, saying:

"Chang He, you don't know that Mr. Chi has a son in his old age and he is very pampered."

"It's a pity that now I can only take care of my grandson to relieve my boredom."

"Let's drive the car aside and let Mr. Chi go see Yao'er first."

After saying that, Xie Yuheng looked at Chi Guanxu and smiled brightly.

She didn't stop Zhiyi and gave the old man medicine to treat seminal vesicle stones.

But if this thing is big, how can it be taken as medicine and be eaten well...

If you could get a son before, it would be like smoke rising from the Chi family's ancestral grave.

It's a pity that he died suddenly in the market!

Chi Guanxu gritted his teeth and slapped the edges of the car window angrily.

"Thank you Yuheng!"

Xie Yuheng responded with a smile: "I am here."

"What? Could it be that Mr. Chi doesn't want to see Yao'er first?"

"Then I won't be polite to Mr. Chi anymore, Chang He, let's go!"

As soon as Xie Yuheng finished speaking, Chang He immediately responded and whipped his horse.

Just stay in the pool and watch the sun, looking at the carriage that is leaving quickly, itching your teeth with hatred.

He clenched his hand into a fist and hit the wall of the carriage hard.

"How dare Shuzi!"

Talk about him!

Chi Guanxu had a gloomy face, and his eyes were as cold as poison.

Chi Yao sent a letter last month, saying that it was Wusun and that the 'caravan' participating in the Chamber of Commerce of All Nations had set off.

Counting the days, we should have arrived at the border of Liangzhou long ago.

He wanted to see how long this boy could be proud!

Chi Guanxu snorted coldly and said to the coachman through the car curtain: "Don't dare to drive the car yet, it's useless."

Ever since he learned the identity of the other party's owner, he has been acting as a quail-shaped coachman.

He hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes..."

The wheels ran over the dirt road, leaving long ruts, and finally stopped outside a peach forest.

The fragrance of peach blossoms is astonishing and charming.

Xie Yuheng stepped on the stool and got out of the carriage, then stood aside and stretched out his hand.

Si Yuandao put his hand on Xie Yuheng's strong forearm and slowly got out of the carriage.

After landing, he first took a deep look at Taolin.

His eyes were filled with sadness, and after a long time, he patted Xie Yuheng's arm.

While taking the lead and walking forward, he said: "You little guy is playing chess. Old man, I never quite understand."

Just like fireworks, this little guy is obviously not afraid, but he doesn't bother to explain.

When discussing with Lin Jinhua yesterday, she also asked the girl to think of ways to anger Lin Zi.

Then play the role of the weakling and make things worse...

Today I happened to bump into Chi Guanxu and deliberately poked someone's sore spot.

Xie Yuheng followed Si Yuandao, always keeping half a step behind.

Hearing this, he smiled and said: "When people are angry, they will lose some reason."

"As for follow-up arrangements..."

An old man and a young man walked and chatted, gradually going deeper into the peach forest.

Chang He and Rong Shi followed closely behind.

As they walked, Chang He secretly gave Rong Liu a thumbs up.

'Brother, what I said earlier is absolutely amazing! '

Rong Liu used his hands to comb his hair and replied with an expression of 'of course'.

Rong Ba saw it and snorted coldly.

He walked quickly to Rong Shi, quietly stretched out his finger and poked Rong Shi.

"Brother, what books does Master usually read?"

Rong Shi returned a puzzled look, "Why are you asking about this?"

Rong Ba moved towards Rong Liu and pursed his lips.

"Lao Liu's tongue is as sharp as the master's. I also want to imitate him."

"Then you might as well ask Rong Liu directly."

In front of Rong Shi, the man in red in front of him tilted his eyes slightly.

In his heart, he silently lit a candle for Rong Ba.

Based on his understanding of his master, he will wait until he returns home.

Rong Ba, I am sure you will be able to read a bunch of difficult and obscure books...

The peach grove is lush, its flowers are scorching, and they look red against each other.

That lovesickness makes me sick, caught by the spring breeze ten miles away.

But he said that there were two flowers in bloom, one on each side.

West Market.

Lin Zi was imprisoned in the backyard of Jinyu Mantang Gambling House.

He was wearing nothing but red pants.

Squatting on the ground, hugging his body tightly to absorb the meager warmth.

Until then, he was still in a daze.

At the beginning yesterday, he seemed to be possessed by the God of Gamblers, winning again and again.

He also thought about whether Lao Wang teamed up with the gambling house to set a trap for him?

But sometimes, he misses the bet!

Besides, it’s such a big gambling house.

Just by taking a commission from the daily exchange of chips, you can make a lot of money every day and become rich.

Why, you would trick him, an ordinary citizen who had just been released from prison and had little money?

He had just come to Beijing and only knew one Lao Wang, so it was impossible for him to offend anyone.