The pretty boy of the landlord's house

As the night deepened, everything that was noisy just now really passed away.

In the quiet night, it seems that the sound of snowflakes falling outside the house can be heard, rustling.

Du Zhou looked at the face of the person in front of him, and his mind was a little blank. After a while, he asked: "I have known you for so long, and I don't know what you like? I heard that there is a troupe in the city. We have time to listen to it." play?"

"Alright." Zhao Fengye responded.

Du Zhou suddenly didn't know what to say, stared at him for a while, and said, "I'm not afraid now, or you should go back to your room and rest earlier."

Zhao Fengye looked at him for a while, then bowed his head and kissed him on the face. Du Zhou immediately widened his eyes and stuttered, "You, you... what are you doing?"

"Stamp first." Zhao Fengye raised his eyebrows.

"You, you, you..." Du Zhou was shocked as he covered his kissed cheek.

Zhao Fengye asked, "Can't you?"

"I, I, I..." Du Zhou was speechless.

Zhao Fengye said: "You have to get used to it."

"..."

Maybe he encountered too many things in one night. Although he was shocked by his wild behavior and stared at him for a long time, he might be too concentrated, which made him tired quickly and fell asleep after a while .

Zhao Fengye watched him fall asleep, stuffed his hands into the bed, and left the room softly.

He didn't go back to the room directly, but stood in the yard for a while, and soon several guards in black appeared in front of him, with a respectful attitude, and said, "My lord, what is your order?"

"That Xu Hansheng, get rid of it, keep your hands and feet clean." Zhao Fengye's eyes were stern.

The black-clothed guard responded immediately, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Du Zhou told Shen Bojun about Xu Hansheng, and Shen Bojun only sighed: "Fortunately, my father is still looking for new candidates for you."

After hearing this, Du Zhou faltered and wanted to say something.

"Just say what you have to say." Shen Bojun knew what he was thinking.

Du Zhou plucked up his courage and said, "That Shen Xingkuo is pretty good, much better than Xu Hansheng, and my father can't find a more suitable candidate in the short term."

"Who is Shen Xingkuo?" Shen Bojun asked doubtfully.

"It's the man I rescued. I helped him choose this name. He said he was my father's cousin." When Du Zhou said this, he suddenly became a little shy, and his voice lowered a lot.

Shen Bojun glanced at him coldly, and asked, "Do you really think he is good?"

Du Zhou hesitated, and said, "It's pretty good."

"Wait." Shen Bojun asked Zhou Rong to look outside.

Du Zhou wanted to continue to fight for it, and said: "That Xu Hansheng only lived in our house for two days, and he wanted to use evil methods. Shen Xingkuo's conduct is much better than him, at least he is honest, and he is willing to repay the favor and step in the door, and My marriage is just a stopgap measure, if it really doesn't work out, it's better to be able to reconcile in the future than to find no one at that time and accuse me of being handed over to the second young master of the county magistrate's family."

"Are you all done talking?" Shen Bojun asked.

Du Zhou nodded. He said the latter one himself, and he hasn't told him yet.

"Then let's prepare first." Shen Bojun smiled gently.

"It's best to put the marriage ahead of the year, and the 28th of the twelfth lunar month is a good day." Du Zhou said again.

Shen Bojun stared at his son in front of him for a while, and Du Zhou said a little uncomfortably, "Just in case there are long nights and many dreams."

Shen Bojun replied: "Then it's all up to you."

Du Zhou smiled and said yes, and then went to tell Zhao Fengye about this matter. Just after entering Zhao Fengye's room, he found him sitting at the table, writing something with a pen.

When he saw Du Zhou coming in, he stopped writing and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I told my father, and he agreed." Du Zhou smiled, "Did I interrupt your writing?"

"No, I just wrote something casually and searched for my memory." Zhao Fengye said as he folded what he had written and stuffed it into his lapel.

Du Zhou didn't ask any further questions, and said again: "Then I'll take you to a tailor to make wedding clothes for you. It happens that there is a market nearby, why don't we go and have a look and buy some daily expenses."

"Okay." Zhao Fengye smiled at him.

Du Zhou happily asked Cui'er to prepare.

Cui'er watched Du Zhou go out with Zhao Fengye, she felt uncomfortable when she saw Zhao Fengye, she always felt that her young master would suffer a loss, this person was very scheming at first glance.

Shen Bojun and Steward Zhou looked at their backs as they went out, and Steward Zhou asked, "Young Master, do you want to help the Young Master find a husband?"

"You don't need to look for it, just find a few part-time workers and start arranging the marriage." Shen Bojun ordered.

After Steward Zhou's response, Uncle Wu's face was a bit ugly when he heard the conversation between the two. When he thought of his distant nephew Xu Hansheng, he felt very regretful. It would be great if Xu Hansheng became the Du family's door-in-law?

He wanted to intercede with Steward Zhou again. When Zhou Rong heard what he said, he immediately said with a straight face: "How dare you talk about your nephew? Don't mention it again in the future."

"But..." Uncle Wu wanted to say something else.

"Don't mention it again." Steward Zhou interrupted him with a cold face.

Wu Shusi thought about it, and felt that there was still room for redemption in this matter, and thought of Du Zhou's going to the market, he should let Xu Hansheng meet by chance to make it up.

Uncle Wu thought about it and walked towards Xu Hansheng's village. He couldn't let Xu Hansheng leave him alone. If there is a chance, he should go up with his own family.