Our lord is upright [crossing]

Rong Zhenzhen was wearing the blue and white brocade robe that she often wears, and she was sitting upright on the high chair with a serious face, her hands were neatly placed on her knees, her eyes were looking straight down the hall with deep and focused eyes, her beautiful Yuanshan eyebrows were slightly He frowns slightly, his mouth is tightly pursed, as if he is worried about something.

Even if he is worried, he can't conceal his demeanor that he is the most beautiful man in Wancheng.

In front of him is a wide and bright lobby, under which is a dark red brocade carpet, four mahogany high chairs are placed on each side, and there are all kinds of expensive antique porcelain on the shelves in the room, behind the screen Burning unknown incense, the whole room is antique, almost like the study of a well-known scholarly family.

Standing behind Rong Zhenzhen, Ling You, who was dressed in black and held his sword, looked helplessly at the leader. Judging from their familiarity with each other since childhood, this person looks serious on the surface, but in fact his soul may not be there at all. If you're not here, you've already flown somewhere.

Seeing the two people standing in the hall getting louder and louder, Ling You had no choice but to take a step forward, bent down and whispered in Rong Zhenzhen's ear, "Leader, Zhuo Sanniang is talking to you."

Hearing his words, Rong Zhenzhen suddenly came back to his senses, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw Zhuo Sanniang in the hall looking at him with anger, and said loudly: "Leader! Please make the decision for me!"

Zhuo Sanniang is 38 this year, but she still has a graceful figure and face like a peach blossom. She still looks like a young girl, and she is well maintained.She pointed a light white finger at the middle-aged man who looked a little vicissitudes beside her and cursed: "This old bastard is raising little hooves outside behind his mother's back. Leader, do you think I should abolish him!"

Rong Zhenzhen glanced at the head of the Qingcheng faction with a gloomy face, and sighed deeply in his heart.

It doesn't matter if your husband is abolished or not, after all, he is famous all over the world for what he can't do.

But this must not be said, otherwise such a rich lobby could be blown up by Zhuo Sanniang.

"San Niang, don't worry, sit down and have a sip of tea first." Rong Zhenzhen calmly and skillfully showed the demeanor of a martial arts leader, and said with a face of hypocrisy and righteousness: "It is said that it is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework. He is just a mere leader of the martial arts alliance, and he is honored to be sitting here because of his extra love, saying that it is really flattering to uphold justice."

"What's more, it's really hard to decide on this matter." Rong Zhenzhen took a look at Zhuo Sanniang who was still sullen after sitting down, and continued: "After all, it's the head of Sikong, isn't it? You take it back and lock it up." You can do whatever you want when you get out of the house, how can the junior talk too much about the seniors?"

Zhuo Sanniang's face was still frosty.

After thinking it over, Rong Zhenzhen said: "Although Senior Sikong said that this matter is very inappropriate, everyone will see how he treats Sanniang on weekdays. He got divorced, didn't he? If you really don't like the woman raised outside, you can just give some silver taels. Senior Sikong wouldn't say anything, after all, Sanniang is his real wife. "

Zhuo Sanniang's temperament is notoriously fierce and staunch in the Jianghu. It's not a day or two since Sikong Qian went out to find Xiao San Xiao Si Xiao Si Xiao Wu Xiao Liu. San, every one or two months, he would make a fuss in front of Rong Zhenzhen and let him preside over the overall situation. He was already used to this kind of thing, knowing that Zhuo Sanniang would never do anything to Sikong Qian, so he could only follow her words.

These women don't know what's going on, they have talent and looks, they can do whatever they want, they have to hang themselves on these worthless men, blinding themselves for nothing.

"You ask him to write me a letter of repentance! Guaranteed that he will never be a prostitute again!" Zhuo Sanniang raised her brows and stared viciously at Sikong Qian, who was still standing opposite, without bothering to drink tea.

Rong Zhenzhen had no choice but to turn his head to look at Sikong Qian, and said solemnly: "Senior Sikong, this matter is all your fault, why don't you answer San Niangzi."

Sikong Qian was taken to the lord's mansion by this pungent woman and scolded all over him, he couldn't beat or scold him, what else could he do except bow his head and confess?Seeing the leader looking at him in embarrassment, he also felt ashamed. He was too old to deal with this kind of thing, so he took a pen and paper and wrote a letter of repentance.

After writing the letter of repentance, Zhuo Sanniang looked at Sikong Qian's signed drawing, and happily handed the paper to Rong Zhenzhen, asking him to keep it for him. If Sikong Qian committed another crime, she would chop off his worthless brother.

Rong Zhenzhen accepted them solemnly, then personally sent them to the door, and waved goodbye to this living treasure couple, very much like a big leader.

Seeing that the couple came angrily and left affectionately, it was as if they came to the lord's mansion for their honeymoon.

"Ugh."

After the person walked away, Rong Zhenzhen sighed heavily, and when he returned to the lobby, he slumped on the chair like a dead fish, his legs curled up on the table with unsightly thorns, and his eyes stared blankly at the beam Hengmu, as if his soul had been drained dry.

When Lingyou came in, he saw this virtuous leader. He frowned and stepped forward, pulled out the hilt of his waist and knocked Rong Zhenzhen's leg off, and said solemnly: "Please respect yourself, leader."

Rong Zhenzhen put his legs down, squinted at Lingyou, and said out of boredom: "I also want to reinvigorate myself, but Ah Ling, the leader of my alliance lives like a director of the Women's Federation every day, dealing with trivial matters of these parents all day long, isn't it? The young master of this family beat the young master of that family, and the head of that family stole his sister-in-law, so can't I do something else?"

Lingyou's face was blank for a moment, he obviously didn't understand what the title of "Director of the Women's Federation" was, but he could see that the leader was dissatisfied with his current life, so he said with some embarrassment: "But now the martial arts is peaceful, so the leader will naturally Take it easy."

"Tsk." Rong Zhenzhen leaned back on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and sighed deeply: "If I knew this, even if my uncle beat me to death, I wouldn't be the leader of this Lao Shizi."

"You can't let the old leader know about this." Ling You shook his head and said, "Although he lives in seclusion and doesn't care about world affairs, he may come to see you one day. If he knows that you speak rudely, you will definitely have to suffer lesson."

Rong Zhenzhen sneered, and before he said anything, a boy of fifteen or sixteen suddenly ran in from outside, with a huge black sword on his back, his face was still childish but his handsome features could not be concealed, he was very happy Excitedly shouted: "Brother! There is such a big and handsome brother outside!"

Rong Zhenzhen's eyes lit up, he stood up in a hurry and was about to run out, Ling You wanted to stop him, but he couldn't stop the other party's movement too fast, in the blink of an eye he disappeared outside the hall.

"Where is it?" Rong Zhenzhen ran to the yard, climbed up the wooden ladder and looked down on the top of the wall familiarly. The road was bustling with passers-by, and he looked for that pretty brother among the crowd.

"It's here!" Rong Mengmeng climbed up excitedly, and when he turned around, the long knife behind his back hit Rong Zhenzhen's face with a "slap".

Rong Zhenzhen was almost knocked off the wall, and her right cheek suddenly swelled up.

He covered his face and looked helplessly at his younger brother who was naturally dumb, and said in a deep voice: "Mengmeng, brother is going to be beaten to death by you."

Rong Mengmeng stared at him blankly for a long while, and then Ai Ai apologized: "I'm sorry, brother, my knife is always disobedient, so don't be angry with it."

Rong Zhenzhen: "..."

Lao Tzu's face has been beaten like this, you still care about your knife, spend your whole life with your broken knife, you little bastard.

"Look, brother! That brother is there!" Rong Mengmeng turned her head and saw the beautiful young man she had just met on the side of the road excitedly pointing to Rong Zhenzhen.

Turning around, Rong Zhenzhen's face was swept again by his broken knife, and this time it was completely swollen and unable to see anyone.

Sooner or later, I will give your broken knife to the blacksmith to be beaten into a kitchen knife by night.

He followed Rong Mengmeng's hand to look over, and sure enough, he saw a young man squatting on the porch by the side of the road. He should be about the same age as Mengmeng, but taller, wearing coarse linen clothes and sitting on the porch. Can't make out his face.

"How do you know that he is a beautiful brother?" Rong Zhenzhen said, covering his right cheek in puzzlement, "Isn't he bowing his head?"

"You'll know when he looks up!" Rong Mengmeng picked up a tile and threw it out accurately, hitting the boy on the head.

Just as Rong Zhenzhen was about to reprimand him for being impolite, the boy raised his head. The moment he saw the other person's appearance, he forgot what to say next.

That young man was born so beautiful, with black hair like clouds and skin like snow, willow eyebrows, almond eyes, beautiful nose and red lips, a pair of big black eyes full of curiosity and innocence towards the world, compared to the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world I have ever seen Still beautiful three points.

Such a good-looking boy is really a treasure in the world.

Rong Zhenzhen's face control attribute is online again.

"But...he's not the type I like." Rong Zhenzhen rubbed his chin and sighed regretfully, "Brother likes that kind of strong attack, do you understand the strong attack? The pectoralis major can drag the floor, the waist is narrow and the buttocks are narrow, and the hands can be squeezed." The kind of strong man who dies a cow, you know?"

Rong Mengmeng was a little dazed, he scratched his head and said, "Aren't all the men of that kind of crops like this?"

"Those who grow crops look too casual." Rong Zhenzhen sighed deeply.

Rong Mengmeng couldn't understand what his elder brother said, but he was used to it. Anyway, the elder brother had some weird thoughts every day. The second sister said that it was because the elder brother was said to drink the milk of wild donkeys on the side of the road when he was born, so He is a little different from ordinary people, we have to be more tolerant to him.

Let's talk about the beautiful young man at the bottom, he was sitting on the side of the road, when suddenly a tile fell from the sky and hit him on the head, almost knocking him into a faint, he looked down at the blue tile on the ground quietly, silently I picked it up and looked up, only to see two people lying on the top of the wall.

Among them, the young man whose face was swollen like a monkey's butt on the right saw him, nodded slightly and showed a smile.

The young boy lowered his head expressionlessly, silently hid the tile in his sleeve and crushed it into powder.

Rong Zhenzhen saw the young man looking up at him just now, afraid that he would think that he hit him on purpose, so he nodded and smiled at him comfortingly, but the other party lowered his head shyly.

Alas, this child is very good.

If it wasn't for his image as the leader, Rong Zhenzhen would almost whistle at others and play a hooligan. Although he likes to attack, it is also very interesting to tease Meishou occasionally.

Lingyou held his sword and waited for a while, and found that the two people had no sense of coming down, so he walked forward silently, suddenly raised his leg and kicked, smashing the two wooden ladders, and the two who were lying on the wall The two of them were not prepared at all, they both fell down and fell on their backs.

Rong Zhen got up with rough skin and thick flesh, and immediately met the expressionless Ling Yu.

He spat out the silt in his mouth and sat cross-legged on the spot. He beat his back and said calmly, "It's Ah Ling."

Ling You picked him up from the ground and put him on the ground to stand up. The two were about the same age, but Ling You seemed to be bigger than him because he always had a stern face and was old-fashioned and liked to meddle in things.

"It's not proper." Lingyou reprimanded, "There is no leader like you."

Rong Zhenzhen stood up, rubbed her swollen right cheek, and listened to Lingyou's lecture honestly.

That's why he doesn't eat the grass beside the nest.

Strictly speaking, Lingyou meets his requirements for a partner in every way, but he is tall, handsome, and caring, and he is skilled in martial arts and can cook and sew clothes. He is a must-have for home travel, but he is just No call.

Because Lingyou is so good at nagging, if you fall in love with him, it seems like you have an extra mother.