Li Mingming gave a little blessing.

Young people also return the courtesy.Then he waited sideways by the roadside, letting Li Mingming pass first.

Li Mingming did not.

"May I ask if Mr. Wang is from Wangshe?" Li Mingming made a bold guess based on a servant and two guards behind him.

In Wang Cun's gentle and charming voice, he could hear some reckless taste, this little lady is quite interesting.

"A certain one is Wang Cun."

"My son's father, the prefect of Shanyang County, died three years ago in his post. Now that the guard system is over, the family moved to Chang'an. It happened to be a time of military chaos in Puzhou, and I was caught in it. Mr. Lang has many strong soldiers. I don't know if I can use the power of the king to protect my son's family. ?" Li Mingming was afraid that Wang Cun would not agree, so he added a guarantee, "I will only follow behind, and dare not make any other requests."

Wang Cun said sternly, "I have the emperor's order, so I dare not delay too much. The girl and the relatives must be riding in an ox cart, and I'm afraid they won't be able to get together."

Li Mingming thought for a while, "If I change to a carriage, can I keep up with the family?" Tolerance" escape-style on the road.

Wang Cun didn't expect that Li Mingming didn't "know the elegant meaning by hearing the stringed songs", but started to bargain instead. He has never seen such a family daughter again.

In fact, Li Mingming is just following the rules of modern people and doing his best in everything. As for "face", sincerity is not that important.

Wang Cun frowned slightly, "Can the little lady be the master?"

Li Mingming drooped the corners of his mouth in frustration, "I have to play tricks and ask my mother for permission."

Wang Cun laughed, "Is the little lady's surname Cui?"

Li Mingming said, "Exactly."

"That's it--someone will visit Lingtang later to discuss this matter."

Met a good person.When Li Mingming was happy, he showed the smirk of his previous life, and briskly said, "Thank you, sir."

Wang Cun returned the gift with a smile, and made way for Li Mingming again.

Li Mingming led Ah Qing sideways.

Listening to the faint "little lady—shall we still eat mutton skewers", Wang Cun shook his head and smiled.

Li Mingming still knew the seriousness, the kitchen was really messy, and with Wang Cun, the glutton temporarily lost his mind, Li Mingming just stood outside the kitchen, asked Ah Qing to get some barbecue, and went back together.On the way back, I didn't meet any strange people.

Li Mingming asked Ah Qing to find out.

After a while, Ah Qing reported back, "The gentleman really came to see the lady."

I don't know what he said, whether Mrs. Zheng agrees or not, will she bring out herself when she speaks...

Li Mingming waited anxiously until it was time to go to bed, but he didn't see Mrs. Zheng send someone to call him.

Li Mingming had no choice but to sleep indiscriminately, and he would know the result tomorrow.

When I went to greet Mrs. Zheng the next day, Mrs. Zheng said to Li Mingming and Huan Lang, "Wang Langjun, a member of Zhongshushe who joined the post yesterday, and your father are both disciples of Mr. Li Ge, and they are regarded as the same family. Wang Lang returned to Chang'an Re-order, let us go with him."

From the beginning to the end, Li Mingming was never mentioned—it was obviously not that Mrs. Zheng refrained from mentioning it, but that Wang Sheren didn't mention it at all.Judging from Zheng's tone and expression, Wang Sheren must have spoken very politely, giving enough face to Zheng, the wife of a family with "excessive face".

This Wangsheren makes people feel comfortable doing facts. No wonder he became a Zhongshusheren at a young age.Li Mingming sighed.

Although the official position of Zhongshu Sheren in the Tang Dynasty was not high, he was only a fifth rank, but he participated in keeping secrets and drafting imperial edicts. He was noble and promising, almost equivalent to the prime minister's reserve.

The post station happily exchanged cattle for horses for the Cui family, and the Zheng family also generously gave a lot of money to the post Cheng.

When getting into the car, Li Mingming wore a veiled hat according to the rules, surrounded by several servants and servants, and walked in a small walk similar to "trending", no different from the common noble girls of aristocratic families.

When he saw Wang Cun, he just gave a little blessing and didn't say anything.

Wang Cun returned the gift with a smile. Looking at it this way, it is really hard to believe that this Hui Kui night took his maid to the kitchen to steal mutton, and then bargained for "excuse me".

Good man Wang Cun did his best, so today's journey is not as fast as yesterday, and he thoughtfully sent someone to ask Mrs. Zheng, is there any discomfort with such bumps?

Mrs. Zheng had never been on the road like this, but seeing Wang Lang was so polite, she returned politely and said, "The old lady is very nice, Mr. Lang is on a sage's errand, so it's important to hurry."

At night, Mrs. Zheng only felt pain in her bones. Li Mingming took out her special skill of coaxing Mrs. Li, and pressed Mrs. Zheng's shoulders and rubbed her back.Although Mrs. Zheng didn't say anything, she was very upset in her heart.

Li Mingming took care of Huanlang again and asked him if he could bear it.

Huan Lang rolled his eyes, "My sister seems to have changed her life these days."

Li Mingming was startled, then squinted his eyes, and pulled Huanlang's cheek with his hand, "Because my sister has grown up, she doesn't look like someone, she pretends to be a wife with a straight face all the time, but she is actually a child."

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Li Mingming clapped his hands and left with a smile.

Huan Lang rubbed his face and smiled.

After doing this for another two days, Chang'an was already in sight.

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