Your Majesty, it's polite

Tang Yunshu quickly let go of Xiao Yiting, and was stunned, and his mother explained to his aunt, "Mother and aunt, don't get me wrong!"

"You child." Wei Changcha pulled him up, wiped off the grass clippings on his body, and hurriedly said: "You child, I said, you should get married quickly, and you won't even be able to distinguish between male and female."

Xiao Yiting, who was supported by Mingyue and Qingquan, froze when he heard this, and wanted to throw her out.

The corner of Tang Yunshu's mouth hooked slightly, and he pulled the sleeve in her hand: "Auntie, don't talk nonsense."

Mrs. Tang pulled her sister-in-law over, looked at Xiao Yiting with a smile and said, "Patriarch Yan, the family banquet is ready, let's eat first."

"Okay." Xiao Yiting took Qingquan's hand, and left the backyard with Mrs. Tang gracefully and calmly.

Wei Changcha held Tang Yunshu and held his face, feeling a little overwhelmed: "Shu'er, you don't know, you don't really like a blind man, right? It won't work, absolutely not. If you like it, you also need to like eyes. of."

Shu'er is so beautiful, how could she be taken away by a blind person.

Could it be that Yan Shang used the princess as a threat.

"what..."

Holding his face, Wei Changcha screamed with a terrified expression.

Tang Yunshu rolled her eyes directly: "Auntie, stop your unconstrained imagination, you just accidentally fell down, now, go eat."

If he stayed any longer, his and Xiao Yiting's children would be full moon.

"That's good."

Wei Changcha's trust in him was still very high, he was relieved, and wanted to ask, thinking about the fact that all the servants were there, he let it go.

After the meal, Xiao Yiting didn't stay long, and left after being helped into the carriage.

As soon as he left, Wei Changcha immediately took Tang Yunshu's hand and said with a smile, "Shu'er, is it possible for the princess?"

It was heard that the Yan family had something to do with the royal family, and Shu'er is so nice, as long as she pulls a thread, it will happen naturally.

Haha, thinking of the wonderful expression on the elder brother's face knowing that the younger son is marrying the princess, she was so happy that she couldn't sleep.

Bah, scumbag!

Her mother was right, giving birth to him is worse than giving birth to a mallet.

Mrs. Tang grabbed her and dragged her away. If she kept talking nonsense, her son would get angry, and they couldn't bear the consequences.

Tang Yunshu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned around and went back to the courtyard, and ordered the door to be closed.

He was really afraid of his aunt, his own aunt, and treated them well, so he couldn't kill them.

In the small courtyard, Tang Yunshu stepped into the arched door and saw a tall and thin servant with ordinary features standing with his hands down. He was dressed in plain brown servant clothes and had sharp eyes.

"Son."

Respectfully bow to him and stand in front of him.

Tang Yunshu suppressed the gentleness on his face, leaned lazily on the rocking chair, and said in a sullen tone, "How?"

"Young master, they don't seem to want to spit out our goods."

A batch of goods in their south of the Yangtze River was corrupted by a dog official, who even used this to blackmail the master into giving money.

I don't even think about who he provoked.

Tang Yunshu seemed to think of this kind of result, neither angry nor angry, lightly played with the teacup in his hand: "I remember, what is it called Zhou... Feng's."

"Exactly, Zhou Feng."

"That's good." The eyebrows were raised slightly, with an elegant and evil look, and the words he uttered were like the cold words of the twelfth lunar month: "After spit out our goods, deal with them cleanly."

"Don't worry, son, the subordinates know what's going on."

"That's good." Raising his hand, Tang Yunshu closed his eyes and was about to take a nap: "When you go to deal with it, help me check Yan Shang by the way."

He always felt that there was something wrong with Yan Shang, not because of him, but because of his identity.

How can a businessman possess that natural dignity.

"Yes."

The man bowed his head and left respectfully.

Mahayana rubbed his shoulders for him, and said with a smile: "Master, the head of the Yan family, from the looks of his subordinates, he seems to be from a rich and powerful son."

Having followed the young master since he was a child, Mahayana has long practiced a keen eye for knowing people.

Tang Yunshu closed his eyes, raised his hands in praise and said, "I have made progress, so I need to investigate."

Mahayana said again: "But he is not a beauty merchant, who could he be? Why pretend to be a beauty merchant?"

"Don't worry, at least you can be sure that the other party is really here to treat the eyes, and has no malice towards us."

The other party came prepared, and they wanted to investigate, fearing that there would be no clues to catch.

Touching his chin, Tang Yunshu said, even if he is not the head of the Yan family, he must be inextricably linked with the Yan family.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mahayana's mind: "My lord, could it be Prince Jiu?"

Tang Yunshu was amused: "There are so many blind people in the world. I'm not so lucky. Besides, he's really Prince Jiu. You think he's so calm when he knows I'm using his name to block the peach blossoms."

So immediately, he ruled out Prince Nine.

Mahayana thought about it, it is true.