Patrol's sweetheart baby

Tang Shimao laughed angrily.

"You like Xie Huaiyu. Yes, you go out and ask. In the entire Chun'an City, who knows that your prefect's young master boldly begged Xie Xunyan from Yingyang to marry Xie Xunyan in Zhaohui Tower, and you got a slap from him because of it? Haha , you like Xie Huaiyu, then you ask yourself, does Xie Huaiyu have you in his heart?"

Tang Xiaotang was poked in the sore spot by his father, his fair face flushed red, "One day, I will go to his heart!"

"Stubborn."

Tang Shimao's face completely darkened.

No longer talking nonsense with his son-in-law, he came to a strong conclusion, "In short, this marriage, you have to get married if you don't!"

"I don't! I don't tie! I just don't!"

After yelling back at a louder volume, Tang Xiaotang turned his head and ran out angrily.

"Rebel! Rebel!"

Tang Shimao slapped the table angrily, veins appeared on his forehead.

Tang Buqi hurried forward, stroked Tang Shimao's back, and comforted him, "Father, don't be angry. Xiaotang is still young, and suddenly found out that he has a fiancée and is about to start a family. Difficult to accept."

"Still young? Others at his age have already become fathers! Listen again, what nonsense is he talking about? He likes Xie Huaiyu, what's the use of liking Xie Huaiyu? How do two men live together? , I don’t even think about it, Xie Huaiyu, the son of a dignified master, will form a contract with him? It’s just fantastic!"

Tang Shimao covered his chest and gasped for breath, he was really angry by his son-in-law.

"Father, how about some tea first?"

Tang Buqi hurriedly served a cup of tea and handed it to Father's mouth.

After Tang Shimao drank it, the stuffy feeling in his chest finally dissipated.

He raised his voice and called Jing Zhe outside, "Follow up, watch out for the young master. Before the wedding is held as scheduled, the young master is not allowed to step out of the room!"

Seeing her husband getting angry about his son-in-law, Mrs. Du was even more jealous of Tang Xiaotang in her heart.

God is really unfair, isn't it?

She tried her best to get it for Jun'er, but it was just a letter from the Xingyuan Houfu, which was easily lost.

Tang Xiaotang didn't want to marry Miss Liang from the Hou's Mansion, but only wanted to form a contract with that Xie Xunsong. The ridiculous thing was that both the master and the Xingyuan Hou's Mansion rushed to ask him to marry Miss Liang.

Could it be that as a Juren, he is not expected to be a thousand times better than Tang Xiaotang, a dude?

Or is it just because he was her son unexpectedly, and she failed to give him the status of a legitimate son, so today he unexpectedly suffered the humiliation of repenting? !

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"I don't want to get married, I'm going to the academy! I'm going to the academy! Let me out! Let me out! Qingluan, Qingluan!"

Tang Xiaotang slammed on the door vigorously while shouting outside.

It was when Tang Xiaotang got up in the morning to go to the academy that Jing Zhe, who was guarding the door, informed him that he had been grounded.

Father issued an order that he was not allowed to go anywhere until he married Miss Liang of Xingyuanhoufu.

Is Tang Xiaotang an obedient master?

At that time, he pushed Jing Zhe away and insisted on going to the academy.

Unexpectedly, his father directly called the yamen servant and forcibly dragged him back to the room.

He also locked the door and locked him inside.

Not only that, but Yamen guards were sent outside his window.

It is clear that the prisoner's money was used on his own son!

Tang Xiaotang yelled until his voice was almost smoking, and there was no movement outside the door. Tang Xiaotang was so angry that he kicked the door down hard.

The kick hurt so much that he almost didn't cry.

Speaking of which, since that person told him about the correct way to apply Xujin Shengji ointment in Qianye Temple that day, his legs have been much better.

Enduring the pain, Tang Xiaotang jumped on one leg, supported the table with one hand, and sat down slowly on the stool.

He took off the green and green embroidered bamboo purse from his waist, and took out the box of Muscle Renewing Cream from it.

Open it, there is not much muscle-renewing ointment inside.

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"Are you turning around by yourself, or will my lord do it for you?"

"I, I said, I, myself, can, can..."

"What can you do? Can you apply this continuation muscle balm as a woman's balm?"

At that time, I felt ashamed and annoyed when I heard it, wishing that the man would shut up, but now I feel that the time that the man gave him the medicine, and the time when he accidentally fell asleep in the man's monk's house, seemed to be stolen, as if it was a lifetime away .

"Brother Xiaoyu, I miss you so much..."

"Master, son--"

Recognizing Qingluan's voice, Tang Xiaotang hurriedly put away the Muscle Renewing Cream in his hand, and tied the purse back to his waist.

He limped to the door, "Qingluan?"

Outside the door, Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief.

Scared her to death, the young master suddenly quieted down, she thought something had happened to the young master.

"You still don't open the door? Young Master, it's time for lunch. You are hungry, Young Master, can you bear it?"

Tang Xiaotang had never heard Qingluan speak to someone in such a strong tone, and it was quite strange to hear it for the first time.

Then, Tang Xiaotang heard a rustling outside the door, like the sound of a lock being unlocked.

Tang Xiaotang hurriedly took a few steps back to avoid being accidentally hit by the door when it was pushed open.

"Squeak", the door was pushed open.

"Qingluan!"

Like a drowning person seeing driftwood, Tang Xiaotang greeted it happily.

"Son, what's wrong with your leg? But it hurts again?"

Qingluan immediately noticed that the young master's walking posture was not quite right, and immediately asked with concern.

Tang Xiaotang waved his hand casually, "It's nothing, I accidentally kicked on the door just now."

Qingluan: "..."

No wonder it was so quiet inside just now, did Mr. Ganqing stop tossing about?

Qingluan knew that the young master's leg disease had recovered a lot recently, so he wasn't too worried.

She put the tray in her hand on the table, arranged the dishes on the tray one by one, and passed the chopsticks to the little master, "Master, let's eat first."

Tang Xiaotang was locked in the room for half a day, beating the door and shouting, and he was already hungry.

He looked at the dishes on the table, lion's head in clear soup, clam omelette, braised crucian carp...all his favorites.

Resisting the urge to swallow, Tang Xiaotang straightened his face, and said with great backbone, "I won't eat it! Take it out!"

Qingluan persuaded earnestly, "Master, why are you bothering? Even if you are trying to get angry with the master, you can't make fun of your body. Eat some at least, okay?"

Qingluan bent down, and passed the chopsticks in Tang Xiaotang's eyes again.

Tang Xiaotang got up, and limped to the other side of the screen, "If you say you don't eat, you don't eat! Take it, take it, take it!"

"Son!"

Qingluan stomped her feet anxiously.

From the other side of the screen, the young master's crisp voice came, "Go and tell Dad. Unless he changes his mind and doesn't force me to get married, I won't eat a single grain of rice!"

"Son!"

Qingluan chased to the other side of the screen.

Tang Xiaotang lay on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, "If you say you don't eat, you don't eat. I want to sleep, so don't bother me."

"How can I sleep on an empty stomach? At least eat some, young master..."

Qingluan reached out to lift the young master's quilt, but didn't move it.

She sat down by the bed and said in a low voice, "Master, the master is really determined to marry you, and he will never take it back easily. You should eat some, otherwise, even if you want to run away when you turn around, you won't be able to marry me." Strength isn't it?"

The person under the blanket moved.

Qingluan knows the young master better, so she lowered her voice even more, "Young master, can this be done? You try a little bit of every dish, and stir the rice, so that outsiders can't see that you have eaten, young master. . How are you?"

Tang Shimao soon heard that Tang Xiaotang went on a hunger strike to protest the marriage.

He who was sitting behind the vermilion table and who was the first to approve the paper listened, put down the pen in his hand, "Oh! Take a hunger strike? Good! Very good! I want to see how long he can last! Doesn't it mean he doesn't eat? Do you want to go on a hunger strike? This old man will help him! From tonight on, there is no need to send any food to his room."

Contradicting his elders, refusing to get married, and now, he dared to threaten him with a hunger strike.

Ah.

If it is not treated well, the future will be turned upside down.

Jing Zhe was startled, and persuaded gently, "Master, the young master is still growing up..."

Tang Shimao sneered, "He doesn't care about his body, so he wants me to feel sorry for him? Did you hear that? From today on, no one is allowed to deliver food to his room. Especially his personal maid Qingluan, don't allow her to enter Tang'er's room again, lest she sneak food to Tang'er. Got it?"

Tang Shimao knew his son-in-law very well.

It is not a fuel-efficient lamp!

In the past, when he was punished to kneel down on the ancestral memorial tablet, how often did Qing Luan not give futons and food to Qingluan?

Hunger strike?

who?

Begonias are blooming, banana leaves are shaking, and outside the house, cicadas are competing to sing lively autumn songs.

Tang Xiaotang swayed in the rocking chair, holding a copy of "Censor, Please Come to the Bed" in his hand, reading it with gusto.

The supervisory censor who patrolled the localities in the previous dynasty stayed overnight at the local officials' homes.

It is night and will rest.

The censor came to the window and was about to close it when he suddenly heard the sound of a flute mocking him, which was like a donkey pulling a mill, and he couldn't bear to listen to it.

The sound of the flute was intermittent and unrelenting.

Disturbed by the sound of the flute and unable to sleep, Yu Shi came out with his clothes on.

Listening to the sound all the way, I walked out of the yard and came to the back garden, but I saw a person playing the flute under the moon.

With fluttering robes and a dusty appearance, standing under the crabapple tree, it is really a picture of playing the flute under the moon.

If you ignore the magic flute that lingers in your ears.

"You, who are you?"

The young master who was playing the flute under the moon suddenly noticed the young censor a few steps away, and was startled.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

The little prince's voice is as clear as a pearl rolling jade.

It's just that the flute playing technique is really bad.

The young censor stood with his chest folded, and said softly, "Your flute sound disturbed me."

The censor's voice didn't mean to blame much, but the young master was so embarrassed that his ears were burning red, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

"That's not how the flute is played."

"Oh, oh."

The young master nodded again and again, feeling ashamed and indignant, he held the flute in both hands and wanted to go back to his courtyard.

"I teach you."

what?

Yu Shi stepped forward, wrapped one hand around the young master's shoulders, put his hands on the hands holding the flute, and pressed the young master's fingers on the flute holes one by one...

It's not the first time Tang Xiaotang has read this "The Censor, Please Come to the Bed", but every time he sees the scene where the Censor teaches the young master to play the flute under the moon, he blushes and his heart beats every time.

He is so envious of the little boy in the book...

Pretending not to play the flute, the censor came to hear the sound.

Yuexia taught me how to play the flute a few times, and it will be fine once I come and go.

Tang Xiaotang regretted why he hadn't read this script sooner.

If I had known that he would not have taken the liberty to ask for marriage in Zhaohui Building, I should have tried playing the Duan flute at the post station first, maybe I would not have to suffer that punishment.

I just don't know if that person can play the flute...

Tang Xiaotang was fascinated by it.

Suddenly felt that the room was a bit dark, and Ziqiao had some difficulty looking at it.

Looking up, the sky outside had turned dark at some point.

"Gollum..."

The stomach also rumbled at this time.

Afraid of being seen to have moved his chopsticks, Tang Xiaotang only took a bite or two of each dish at noon.

Touching his shriveled stomach, Tang Xiaotang put down the notebook in his hand, got up and went to light the candles in the house.

Unknowingly, the moon rabbit rose eastward outside the window.

The stars are bright and the clouds are sparse.

It's strange, it's getting dark, why hasn't Qingluan brought him food yet?

Is something delayed?

Tang Xiaotang didn't even bother to read the script anymore, he shook the rocking chair and glanced outside the door from time to time.

Waiting eagerly for Qingluan to open the door and come in.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the house.

Qingluan is finally here!

Tang Xiaotang resisted the urge to rush forward, holding the book in his hand, without raising his eyes, pretending to be impatient, "If you say you don't want to eat, you don't want to eat. Qingluan, take the food down."

"it's me."

A displeased voice sounded in a dignified manner.

Ah, Dad?

Tang Xiaotang shook the rocking chair, pouted, "Why are you here?"

Tang Shimao clasped his hands behind his back, very angry, "Bastard! You don't need to salute when you see Dad?"

Hearing that the young master hadn't eaten a single bite at noon, Tang Shimao was not at ease after all, he left the hall, changed his body to the official, and brought the servant Jing Zhe to Qingwu Courtyard.

I was worried when I didn't see him, but now that I see this bastard, I wish I hadn't been here.

Tang Xiaotang bargained with his father, "As long as you don't force me to marry, I can salute you as much as you want."

At the end, I added, "Kneeling three times and knocking nine times will do the trick."

Tang Shimao hated iron but not steel, "What are you dissatisfied with about the marriage in the Xingyuanhou's mansion?"

Just as Tang Xiaotang was about to say one, two, three, four, Tang Shimao raised his hand and said impatiently, "Don't make any more jokes about marrying Xie Huaiyu. Don't say that Xie Huaiyu doesn't have you in his heart, even if you two So what about love? Do you think the Grand Tutor's Mansion can allow the dignified fourth son of the Xie family to marry a young son from the prefect's family, or allow the fourth son of the Xie family to marry a man?"

Tang Xiaotang had reason to wonder if his father had stayed in a special fire-fighting and water-splashing military patrol shop before he met her aunt, or how could he be so good at throwing cold water on people.

Tang Xiaotang muttered in a low voice, "He's not the only one in the Xie family."

For the succession of the family, Xie Da, Xie Er, Xie San will be fine, right?

That being the case, Xie Huaiyu married a man, and married a woman, should it be all right for the Taifu House?

Tang Buqi wanted to shake his son's head to see if it was full of water.

Even if it is Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie and Mr. Xie have already been married one after another, which means that Grand Tutor Xie and Mrs. Xie can agree to Xie Huaiyu marrying a man?

If it is an ordinary family in Chun'an, if there are several brothers in the family, and one of them wants to form a contract with a man, most of the parents are against it.

This is true for ordinary people's homes, let alone Yingyang Taifu's mansion.

"Father, if you persuaded me to get married, you should give up. I will not marry anyone except Xie Huaiyu."

Tang Xiaotang leaned his head back on the rocking chair, closed his eyes, as if refusing to communicate.

Tang Shimao was almost speechless with anger.

Tang Shimao sank.

From the looks of it, it won't work if you don't take strong medicine.

"Since you came back from Qianye Temple on the Dragon Boat Festival, you suddenly proposed to go to the academy to study. My father thought you were finally willing to make progress, so I didn't tell you something—"

Tang Xiaotang was still wondering why his father had suddenly lost his voice.

Hearing his father's words suddenly, his small body was barely shaken by fright.

Tang Shimao didn't know that his sudden utterance startled his son-in-law. Seeing that Tang Xiaotang was silent, he continued, "It's okay to tell you right now. Now that Yingyang is spreading the word, Mrs. Xie has been everywhere since Xie Huaiyu returned to Beijing. The purpose of finding the most outstanding Iceman in Quanyingyang is to find a suitable woman for Xie Huaiyu and get married as soon as possible. This matter has been verified by my father and colleagues who are officials in the capital, and it is true.

So what if you insist on rejecting the marriage of Xingyuanhou's mansion for him now?He, Xie Huaiyu, still only finds a woman as his wife.Perhaps, soon there will be news of the marriage of the fourth son of the Xie family. "

What, what?

That person is getting married?

Seeing Aiko's dazed and pale expression, Tang Shimao couldn't bear it.

In order to make his son completely give up this time, Tang Shimao said cruelly, "I know that Xie Huaiyu has already passed the marriage age, but he has never married, but after returning to Yingyang this time, did Mrs. Xie arrange a marriage for him?

Because Qin Tianjian has spread the news that the emperor and empress will hold a big wedding in the near future.Presumably Xie Huaiyu has realized whether it is always right for a man to be with a man.He has lost his way.And you?Are you still obsessed with it? "

"No, it's impossible!"

At the inn that day, the man told him personally that he naturally liked men.

Apart from words, it is clear that he has no interest in women.

How, how would you marry a woman?

No, not right.

It seems that there are many sons who like men and will, will marry women...

Seeing that his words finally had an effect, Tang Shimao softened his tone a little, "Think about it yourself."

With a "squeak", the door was closed again and locked.

Tang Xiaotang sat blankly on the rocking chair alone, his mind was in a mess.

With Dad's staid temperament, he would never deceive him with such things as the emperor's upcoming wedding.

So, probably the little emperor is really going to get married!

Because the little emperor wanted to get married, that person was overly sad, and wanted to find a woman to marry, so as to take revenge on the little emperor?

On the bustling Chun'an Street.

A young Confucian scholar in a light blue shirt, stepping on the afterglow of the sunset, hurried into an inn on Yunji Street.

"Duk-duk."

Confucian scholar went up to the third floor and tapped on one of the doors.

After a while, the door opened.

"Hey, have you heard that Miss Liang from Xingyuanhou's Mansion is going to marry the young master of the prefect's family!"

"Young master of the magistrate's family? Did you hear me right? Even if Ms. Liang from Xingyuanhou's mansion wants to marry, she should marry Mr. Tang, who was awarded a job a while ago. A goose-headed young master who can't even read well? Besides, isn't Mr. Tang... isn't he a broken sleeve?"

"It's absolutely true! My niece and daughter-in-law are working as a wife in Master Tang's house, and now the mansion is actively preparing for their marriage. The red silk and red lanterns are all hung up, so how can there be fake ones? The author said, who stipulated that if you cut off your sleeve, you can’t take a wife?”

"That's right. Then again, doesn't the prefect's young master like Xie Xunyong? It's only been a few months, and he changed his mind?"

"Hi. Don't you waste your youth in a romantic way?"

"It's justified, it's justified!"

The commotion in the lobby on the first floor, even the tenants on the third floor, could be heard clearly.

In the guest room, Xiao Yin sat in front of the pear wood round table with a rather awkward expression. He lowered his head, staring at the tea leaves in the blue and white porcelain in front of the table, not daring to look at the expression of the person opposite.

"Well... I was about to tell you about this. A few days ago, Qingluan, Sleepless's personal maid, came to the academy to ask me for leave. I thought it was something happened at his house, so I didn't ask further. Today, today suddenly After receiving the wedding invitation sent by the servant of the prefect, I know..."

Feeling ashamed, Xiao Yin picked up the teacup in front of the table, replaced the wine with tea, and solemnly apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Huaiyu."

Back then, before leaving Chun'an, brother Huaiyu asked him to take care of the prefect's young master.

Xiao Yin has always been insensitive to emotions.

Seeing Xie Jinbai's solemn confession that day, Fu Lin's heart suddenly came to him.

He understands everything, but he is still perplexed, he is just a small capital water supervisor, how can he have the ability to take care of the prefect's young master?

Unexpectedly, after a few days, the imperial court issued an order.

He was transferred to Nirong Academy from Dushui Si Jiancheng to teach.

On the same day, Huaiyu's letter arrived, asking him to find a way to arrange for the prefect's young son to enroll in Nirong Academy.

Xiao Yin let out a long sigh in his heart.

He is just a little teaching, how can he have the ability to decide whether the prefect's young master will go to school or not?

Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, within a few days after he entered the academy, Tang Zhifu arranged for the young master to enroll.

This is why among the many students in the academy, Xiao Yin will take care of Tang Xiaotang more.

After Xie Jinbai returned to Beijing, the two also exchanged many letters.

Xie Jinbai will ask about Tang Xiaotang's recent academic situation in the letter.

Out of his husband's pride in his favorite student, Xiao Yin will inevitably show off in his heart such remarks as "Weimian's article today has achieved a small achievement, and has made great progress", or "Weimian's article today is really wonderful" and other remarks .

Of course, there are also small complaints such as "Weimian's words really give me a headache" and "Weimian fell asleep in class today, I wonder if it's because I assigned too much homework yesterday".

That day, Tang Xiaotang pushed the door open, and this was the reason why Xiao Yin was embarrassed and flustered.

Isn't this, worrying that the students will know that he has been making "small reports" secretly, which will damage the majesty of the master.

They asked him to take care of the young master for a while, he was so good, even Weimian was going to marry someone else, and he didn't know until the invitation was sent to his home.

"Those who don't know don't blame it, Brother Fengming's words are serious."

Opposite Xiao Yin, Xie Jinbai also picked up the teacup in front of the table.

Xiao Yin drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, drinking the tea with the air of apologizing for drinking.

Xie Jinbai put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes, and asked unhurriedly, "Brother Fengming has a wedding invitation on him?"

"Take it, take it."

Xiao Yin took out the wedding post from his bosom and handed it to Xie Jinbai.

Invitation cards printed with gold-plated twine patterns are very delicate.

Xie Jinbai opened the flower.

The groom's "Tang Xiaotang" in regular and elegant regular characters came into view.

Xie Jinbai laughed softly as her thin lips curled into a beautiful curve, "Really, you're promising."

Xiao Yin: "..."

Why do you feel that Huaiyu's smile is so scary for no reason?

The author has something to say: even dare to marry a wife behind Xiaobai's back, isn't WULI Tangtang promising a lot?

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In fact, Xie Huaiyu silently did a lot for Tangtang.

It's not like he's really not emotional at all.

But, he is a very scheming person and hides well, but in fact there are still many details revealed.

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Of course, it is impossible for Xie Huaiyu to hand over Tangtang to others.

Dehumidification will definitely go to the wedding, or in a very special way.

Guess, how do you think he will appear on stage?

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作收还差四个满200哎。可有好心人，收留一波，带我上“2”？？感谢在2020-07-0101:16:49~2020-07-0200:41:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: be nice to the milk pigeon;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of young lake; 2 bottles of sleep;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!