Hard to be a good wife

Zhang Chun fidgeted and moved his buttocks. The carriage accidentally ran over a stone and bumped, and he fell out. Fortunately, Wang Dingjun quickly caught his waist and lifted him up, otherwise he would not have fallen. , must be bloody.

"Woo..." Wang Dingjun pulled the reins, stopped the carriage, and asked sarcastically: "Now you know how to be afraid? No wonder people can rob people of their power and take away their wealth. If you have a stupid head, you can't keep it even if you have gold and silver! "

Zhang Chun's heart was still beating wildly, he couldn't think normally at all, and stared blankly at Wang Dingjun.

Maybe it was because his expression was too frightened, maybe Wang Dingjun couldn't pass the test in his heart, and felt that it was too embarrassing to be knocked out by a little doll.

At the beginning, he bullied him for revenge, but later, he deliberately teased him just because he was having fun.

Zhang Chun bit his lower lip, the pain woke him up a bit, he squeezed his cheeks, yelled "Ouch", and said to himself, "I'm still alive...it's good that I'm still alive."

Wang Dingjun couldn't bear it, and patted his head, "Okay, I won't scare you anymore, but you can't take advantage of the Tang family like that in the future. In fact, you can touch the princess carelessly?"

"..." Zhang Chun's brain has just returned to normal operation, what did he hear just now?Princess?Who?

"Wait...you explain the matter clearly, who did I take advantage of?" He has never even met the princess, when did he take advantage of her?

Wang Dingjun pushed him into the carriage and continued to drive the carriage forward.

"Hey, let's make it clear first, even if you're going to die, you have to understand!" Zhang Chun yelled, pawing at the car door. He always felt that he had missed something very important.

For example, why did Tang Yue live in the Prince's Mansion last night?

For example, why was he kicked out of the Prince's Mansion inexplicably?

For example, why did everyone have weird expressions just now when I thought about it afterwards?

Wang Dingjun laughed softly, "You don't think that you are taking advantage of others by hugging and kissing like that just now, do you? Mr. Tang's family will marry into the Prince's Mansion as a concubine next month. Your Highness has not cut you with a sword just now. Very kind."

"You don't know? There is only such a young gentleman in the Tang family." Wang Dingjun gave him a blank look, thinking that he knew what to ask.

"Then, what's the matter with the crown princess? Tang Yue wants to marry your crown prince?" This world is too crazy!

"You don't know?" Wang Dingjun thought about it carefully. It seems that he really might not know. He was locked up when the crown prince was appointed.

It seems that this person is really too stupid!

Once Wang Dingjun had this understanding, he felt more sympathy for Zhang Chun, and the previous hatred disappeared.

Zhang Chun couldn't laugh or cry, should he know?No one told him, even if he heard the words "Mr. Tang is going to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince", he couldn't react. Who knows who Mr. Tang is?

Damn, can't you speak by name?It's tiring to talk to the ancients!

"A man can also be a princess?" What does the old emperor eat?Can you agree to this kind of thing?Zhang Chun felt that he must have traveled in the wrong way.

Or maybe the world is so open that gay marriage is legal.

"As long as His Highness is willing and the king agrees, there is nothing wrong with it." The two men with the highest status in a country agreed, who else would dare to object?

"Your Majesty...is the real father of His Highness the Crown Prince?" Don't you just pick it up?

Wang Dingjun continued to roll his eyes, and put his head back into the car, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Chun hurriedly covered his mouth, and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't say anything... But, don't you think it's perverted for a man to marry a man?"

Wang Dingjun stopped the carriage again, turned around and looked at him sullenly.

"You...what are you doing? What did I say wrong?" Zhang Chun quickly retreated and hid in the corner of the carriage. It's not good that his skills are inferior to others, and he can't even think about it!

"It's not uncommon for men to fall in love. There are also many folk men who marry men. Aren't you a good friend of the Tang family Xiaolang? Can't you accept this kind of thing?"

Zhang Chun quickly shook his head, "How come? I'm just a little curious, thinking that this kind of thing can't happen in the royal family."

He is not as knowledgeable as Tang Yue. He knows that it is not uncommon for some dynasties in history to break their sleeves and divide their peaches.

"It's the best, otherwise you won't be able to enter the gate of the Prince's Mansion in the future."

Zhang Chun lowered his head and suppressed his joyful emotions. He thought that even if he had a partner in the future, he would live in secret, but he didn't expect such a good thing to happen.

Tang Yue is really unkind, he didn't tell him such important news.

But I can understand it when I think about it. It's quite difficult for him to say that he wants to get married.

"Hey, can you turn around? I haven't congratulated Brother Tang yet, so why should I congratulate him?" Knowing the crux of the problem, Zhang Chun was no longer afraid of Prince Zhao. At worst, he would just stay away from Tang Yue in the future.

To be able to marry a man across gender and public opinion, His Royal Highness must have a good heart and disposition, but I don't know what Tang Yue thinks, can the king of a country not have the Sangong and Six Courts?No offspring?

Although Zhang Chun always likes to talk about three wives and four concubines, he is still relatively single-minded in his relationship. Maybe he has watched too much about his mother since he was a child. Not only has he changed his sexuality, but his relationship has also become a little clean.

If his man wants to have children with other women in the future, he would rather keep those properties and live his life comfortably.

Oh, I forgot to mention that Zhang Chun is a complete zero. Although he has never had sex with any man in his previous life, he knows it without verification.

Wang Dingjun didn't bother to pay attention to him, and still drove the carriage westward. About half an hour later, the carriage stopped outside a house with a wide open hall.

"My house?" Zhang Chun rubbed his eyes vigorously, then turned to look at Wang Dingjun questioningly, doubting that he had brought him to some remote haunted house, planning to kill and bury him.

Wang Dingjun jumped out of the carriage and looked around, nodded and replied: "According to the location on the address, this is the right place."

Zhang Chun grabbed the car door and refused to get out of the car, "Forget it's out of the way, but it's still so dilapidated, how can people live there?"

Standing on the carriage and looking around, he found that the house was very big, with a large area surrounded by walls, but the gate was also broken, the plaque was also missing, and the stone lion at the gate was painted by Chinese pastoral dogs. On the second site, there was a foul smell from all the way.

Wang Dingjun dragged him out of the car and dragged him in, "You may not be able to buy such a big house in Yecheng if you have money, so you just live in it."

"I'm alone. I only need two or three tile-roofed houses. If I live alone in such a big house, I will have nightmares at night!"

Zhang Chun stepped into the half-missing threshold of the gate. Before he could stand firmly, he saw a black mass running in front of him. He jumped up and got behind Wang Dingjun.

"What the hell?"

"Meow..." A small head popped out of the tall grass, with pure black hair and golden eyes, staring straight at Zhang Chun and Zhang Chun, making a defensive posture.

Zhang Chun stuck his head out from behind Wang Dingjun, made a face at the black cat, and then looked at the tall weeds in the yard, wanting to cry without tears.

"It's better not to go in, if we step on the snake's nest, let's not go back."

"Where did the snake come from in this winter?" Wang Dingjun pulled out the accessory and cut a path in front of him as he walked.

Zhang Chun had no choice but to walk forward behind him. After passing the front yard, the appearance of the house was revealed.

Zhang Chun exclaimed. He could imagine how exquisite and luxurious this house was back then. After decades of wind and rain, it was in disrepair. If there was only an empty shell left, it would leave Zhang Chun with infinite room for reverie.

"The old city lord left early. I'm afraid this house has been left alone since then. The servants have no restraint, so they stole the things in the house and ran away."

Zhang Chun thought to himself, it is not easy for this child to grow to be ten years old, thanks to the few loyal servants in the old house.

This time when he returned to Qinyang City, Zhang Chun sent huge subsidies to the servants who stayed behind and dismissed them, and he didn't dare to keep these people by his side, otherwise it would be obvious that he had changed his core without the two of them.

The room was a bit messy, there were broken ceramic pieces and tiles on the floor, but the furniture was still there, and there was a litter of kittens lying on the bed. When they saw someone coming in, they panicked and crawled under the bed.

"Hey, find someone to clean it up, repair it and make it liveable."

Zhang Chun rolled his eyes at him resentfully, and asked, "Can I borrow a room at the Prince's Mansion?"

After he sells this place, buys a smaller house in the urban area and buys three or four slaves, he can become a small rich man who eats, drinks and waits to die.

Although buying and selling people is a bit contrary to his childhood values, he is a highly adaptable person, and he gets used to it just by looking at it, not to mention that he doesn't beat people, and he doesn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, maybe life will be better with him.

Wang Dingjun took the lead to circle around the front yards. After so many years, there are no valuable things left. Those wooden furniture that are very valuable in Zhang Chun's eyes have no market here.

The further you go in, the less damaged the damage is. Occasionally, you can see complete pots and pans, and the house is not so messy, but there are not any clothes, cloth, quilts left.

"For so many years, why hasn't anyone occupied this place to live here?" Just as Zhang Chun finished speaking, he saw several young people running out of a room with sticks, staring at them vigilantly.

Zhang Chun wanted to shake his mouth, what is a crow's mouth, this is it!

"Who are you? Do you know this is Zhongyonghou's Mansion? Get out!" Wang Dingjun stood in front of Zhang Chun, his tall body completely blocking Zhang Chun behind him.

At this moment, Zhang Chuncai completely let go of his guard against him. The trust between people is sometimes so simple.

Seeing that there were only one big and one small on Wang Dingjun's side, the group of people looked at each other a few times and forced them up with sticks in their hands.

"Heh, Zhongyonghou's Mansion? This place has been abandoned a few years ago. It is basically a mansion without an owner. How can you say that it is the mansion of a Marquis?"

Since they occupied the place, they have been living carefully. Occasionally, someone came to grab the site, but they were all driven away. In order not to attract attention, they deliberately chose the deepest yard to live in, and the front yard was left alone. Overgrown grass.

Wang Dingjun plunged the iron sword into the ground, and looked at them with his arms crossed, "Do you want to go to the government to verify with me? Such a large mansion must have a record, let alone the mansion of the Marquis. Seeing that you are just a group of refugees, how dare you Competing with the nobles for a family house, you don't know how to live or die!"

Zhang Chun looked at Wang Dingjun's back, and instantly felt that this guy's image had grown taller, and his aura leaked from the side, especially like the heroine of a TV series.

He was always the guard of the Prince's Mansion, and he forgot that he was also from everyone, a combination of the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people. He must have been pampered and enshrined since he was a child.

Offending such a person, it is already a great fortune to be able to retreat unscathed.