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Zhao Rong looked down at the hands of the two interlocking fingers, he squeezed her plain hand, and sighed, "When I think about it, it will be difficult to see Qingjun for a while, and I feel a little bit reluctant."

Zhao Rong is telling the truth in his heart, but why did he say it at this time...

Concubine Zhao Ling was shy and bowed her head gently.

"I... I can't bear to part with my husband either."

She paused, her picturesque black eyebrows frowned slightly, "Husband, why don't you let me go too?"

Zhao Rong shook his head, "It's been discussed just now, you just stay in Duyou City and just do your own thing. Qian'er and I will go out for a while and be back soon."

"By the way, Qingjun, I'm leaving in two days. Why don't we play a little longer today and don't go back so early. I heard that the night market in Xicheng City is very lively. We can go shopping at night. Cough, it's getting late. , stay outside for a night, and I can go back to Lin Lu Academy tomorrow."

As Concubine Zhao Ling listened, her frowning brows gradually relaxed, and after that, she kept her pretty face and remained silent.

She didn't seem to understand Zhao Rong's proposal to spend the night outside and was noncommittal.

After about a stick of incense, the three of them found a restaurant in a prosperous area to have lunch.

Then, in the afternoon, Zhao Rong and Qian'er accompanied Qing Jun to deal with some things assigned by her teacher in Dongcheng, and went to some strange places, but Zhao Rong didn't ask much.

Then, after Concubine Zhao Ling's affairs were done, the three of them discussed and went to the beach where Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling embraced and reconciled, and revisited the old place.

Spend an afternoon in the salty sea breeze of the North Sea.

In the evening, the three left the beach.

Zhao Rong glanced at the dim sky, then at the brightly lit street not far away that seemed to be more lively, and decided to make one last effort.

He said to Zhao Qian'er who was still in good spirits after playing for a long time:

"Little Qian'er, that street looks very interesting. Let's go and have a look and buy some snacks. I'm getting hungry."

But before Zhao Qian'er nodded, Concubine Zhao Ling spoke first, with a serious tone.

"Husband, it's getting late, it's better not to go shopping anymore, you've been busy for the past few days, and you still have important things to do tomorrow. It's better to rest earlier."

Looking at the lady's cold expression, Zhao Rong felt helpless in his heart, but the smile on his face remained the same, "Just listen to the lady."

Zhao Rong stopped a carriage for them.

Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er boarded the car one after another.

Under the carriage, Zhao Rong opened his mouth, ready to say goodbye to them.

"Wutong Street, Qinglian Residence."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly reported to the coachman an address that made him feel both strange and familiar.

Zhao Rong was slightly taken aback.

On the carriage, Concubine Zhao Ling turned her pretty face away and did not look at him.

It was also hard to see her expression at the moment.

However, the clear and soft voice of this girl with autumn eyes who was sitting upright floated gently.

Like the quiet but gentle evening breeze tonight.

"Husband, don't...don't be stupid, get in the car."

Chapter 331 Aren't men's money just for women?

Zhao Rong wondered if he had auditory hallucinations.

But no matter, if there is a misunderstanding, at worst Qing Jun will give him a blank stare.

In the next second, Zhao Rong jumped onto the carriage with lightning speed.

With this quick movement and decisive posture, if at this moment, a certain scholar surnamed Lin from Zhongnan Kingdom in the distance was present, he would definitely roll up his sleeves, give a thumbs up, and sigh with a smile.

Brother Zhao is majestic and heroic, and these few times he already has the demeanor of a Kunpeng warrior, even compared with the Emperor Wu who proved the Tao in the body tens of thousands of years ago, he is not much different.

And after Zhao Rong heard the words, he would probably wave his hands modestly, saying what and where, the younger brother must not be as powerful as Mr. Lin who married eighteen times a day and at least eighteen times a night.

The carriage started gradually.

However, although Brother Rong was anxious just before getting into the car, well, this is Zhao Qianer's feeling.

But after getting into the carriage, he seemed to be a different person. He calmed down and sat between her and the young lady, sitting upright, and he was extraordinarily upright along the way.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Qian'er raised her head, looking at Zhao Rong's thin face on the right side with her dark eyes.

Her naturally pitiful peach blossom eyes were bent into crescent moons in the changing light and dark carriage.

Well, the stinky pig's trotters are very big.

……

Although Wutong Street in Duyou East City is not as famous as the streets under Youshan that are well-known throughout the city and lined with aristocratic families and wealthy families.

However, it is also a place where either richness or nobility, and it is not a place where ordinary monks on the mountain can afford to live.

In fact, many mountain monks do not have extra financial resources, and are willing to buy real estate in the bustling monk city.

After all, practice is the top priority of burning money, and many monks on the mountain travel around and have a lot of mobility.

And many monks in the Xianjia sect, the sects they belong to are also established in the blessed land of Xianshan, and there will be special caves arranged.

For example, around Duyou City, there are many immortal sects, not to mention the two largest sects in Beiwangque.

For monks who have the means of the immortal family, traveling to and from the bustling Duyou City is also quick and convenient.

Therefore, ordinary monks would not live in the city unless necessary.

Of course, those with strong financial resources can buy, buy, buy, and live in the city.

On this street with the pleasing and auspicious name of 'Phoenix Indus', there are many mansions with light and luxurious buildings carved with dragons and paintings.

The masters and owners of these mansions.

Let's talk about it in detail.

There are elders in the Daxian family such as Weiweishan and Xinranzong, high-ranking officials in Youlan Mansion, and academy masters who like to live in the city.

There are also nobles from the top ten rich and powerful families in Duyou City who raise their outlaws and illegitimate children here.

Or it was just a big monk who lived alone in a foreign continent, and left the mansion behind after living in it for a few times.Etc., etc.

In addition, the most influential people are the big forces from various places in Wangque Island, all over the world, buying luxury real estate on Wutong Street.

For example, the royal families and nobles of some great dynasties under the mountain, the gentry masters who profoundly influenced the state affairs and government affairs in a country, and the power of the mountain fairy gates covering several countries.

Most of these situations were told by Gu Yiwu to Zhao Rong. In those few days when he was sweeping the ground behind the school, he was really bored.

So Zhao Rong remembered that the lady seemed to have a real estate named 'Qinglianju' on Wutong Street, and asked casually.

The burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes waved a broom that suits his liking with a pair of big hands, and happily talked about some special places in Duyou City and the exquisite streets.

Compared with Fan Yushu, who is a local, who is only familiar with the food, drink, and entertainment in the city, and Miss Lu who is only familiar with the customs and customs of Duyou West City, who has been in the mortal market.

Gu Yiwu is really clear about some things about Duyou East City.

As expected of being one of the seniors of this year's Mochi students, he can subdue the wild-tempered specialty students of Zhengyi Hall.

Zhao Rong wondered if he lived at the corner of Wutong Street, how did he know so much?

The street sweeper on Indus Street?Or is it checking the domicile and household registration for the Youlan Mansion?

At that time, Zhao Rong smiled and asked Gu Yiwu, who had a rough appearance but a meticulous heart.

The latter shook his head, and asked him with a serious face, as a professional son-in-law, if he knew other brothers and sisters like Fairy Zhao, who were extremely talented in cultivation, beautiful in appearance, gentle and considerate, and had a mine and a house at home. Fairy of the Qing Dynasty, the kind who urgently needs a strong man to marry.

Zhao Rongning thought for a while, looked up and down the "strong man" in front of him who was carrying a broom and looked expectant, and shook his head seriously:

"Brother Yiwu's appetite, hey, it's a big taboo for our son-in-law, and the landlord's family doesn't have any surplus food. May I ask which fairy can afford it?"

Gu Yiwu: "..."

……

In Duyou City, the lights are just on.

On the north side of the East City, there is a wide avenue, with the gates of the wealthy houses on both sides being closed.

If you stand on the street and look through the whitewashed walls of blue bricks and black tiles, the buildings in these courtyards are brightly lit.

In some mansions, the smell of wine, music, and glare could be faintly heard.

It's just that the sound from the wall was not loud, as if it was blocked by something, making the avenue of Wutong Street relatively quiet.

And near the middle of Wutong Street, there is indeed an exceptionally quiet mansion with not many lights.

Quiet in the night.

This mansion has a mahogany gate with a plaque on the top of the gate named 'Qinglianju'.

At this moment, on the roof of a side room in the inner courtyard of this mansion with four entrances, there are two figures, one tall and one short, sitting side by side on the eaves under the moonlight.

Zhao Qian'er supported her chin with her two small hands, her arms on her knees, her head held high, her big black eyes staring at the bright moon rising from the distant sea without blinking.

At this time, the evening wind blew the ends of her wet hair after bathing.

Zhao Qian'er had already changed out of the light yellow dress she wore when shopping during the day, and was wearing a light pink nightdress.

The light pink nightdress was thin and slim, showing her petite figure, which was extraordinarily well-proportioned and slender.

Thinking about it carefully, although Zhao Rong called her a little girl, she was actually quite old, and her figure was like a willow branch blown in the spring breeze.

At this time, she was sitting on the eaves, with her chin resting on her small hands, and on a slightly tight nightgown, there was a bulging hill somewhere, especially when viewed from the side, it would be particularly conspicuous, and people couldn't help but sigh In a word, the little girl has also grown up.

It's just that the scenery at this time, especially the conspicuous scenery of "seeing all the mountains" from the position of someone on the roof, was not seen by anyone.

Next to Zhao Qian'er, Zhao Rong was also sitting on the eaves. He leaned his upper body back, propped his hands on the ground behind him, closed his eyes slightly, and stared at the distant night scene while blowing the autumn wind.

He didn't turn his head to witness the 'night scene' in the night scene beside him.

Zhao Rong's hair was slightly wet at the temples, tied up casually, and he was wearing a brand-new autumn clothes that had just been washed. It was made by a woman with autumn eyes, bowing her head and twirling her fingers, stitch by stitch.

At a certain moment, the little girl who 'grew up' next to him touched him again with her delicate body after bathing, which was half leaning on his arm.

The seat on the roof is so spacious, but right now the two of them are sitting a bit crowded.

Zhao Rong still didn't respond, but frowned slightly for a moment, and then he recovered as before.

At this time, he sniffed the fragrance of Xiaoqian'er's beautiful hair, exhaled lightly, straightened up, stretched his waist, and looked around at the surrounding courtyard buildings.

This Qinglianju is the property of the Zhao family of Dachu, well, strictly speaking, it belongs to the lady.

As the only seedling of the fourth family of the Zhao family in Dachu, Qingjun is the heir designated by the old matriarch.

She is the future mistress of the Zhao Clan of Great Chu, or, in fact, she already is now.

Whether in name or in reality.

It's just that the lady is cold and quiet, and she is currently practicing in the mansion, not caring about things.

Although the Zhao family of Great Chu is a "land snake" in a big dynasty under Wangquezhou Mountain, they have a big family business.

In addition to this Qinglianju, I heard from Qian'er that there are still some industries in Duyou City.

At the foot of the mountain, there is also Da Chu, the basic plate, who is supplying blood.

Of course, the forces developed on Duyou City's side also feed back on Da Chu's side.

At present, the family business of the Da Chu Zhao family in Duyou City has been thrown by Qing Jun to the housekeeper Zhao Kun to take care of it.

This old butler, like the mother of Li Bai and Zhao Rong, who held a sword all day long, is an old man of the Zhao family's second house in Dachu, and watched him and Qingjun Qian'er grow up.

Zhao Rong got a general understanding of the situation from Qian'er.

It was found that the Zhao family of Dachu was not far behind the Lin family of Lanxi.

Because the latter's base is Zhongnanshan, Wuhuatianbao, and now it has divided up Chongxuguan, which has a thousand-year-old orthodox heritage, and has taken over a medium-sized firm that passes through Wangquezhou——Zhong Xiuzhai, and its power has greatly increased.

So...the lady is a rich woman...our family is also considered a landlord?

After Zhao Rong's rigorous and detailed reasoning, he got such an answer in his heart.

Of course, looking at the big picture, whether it is the Zhao family of Dachu or the Lin family of Lanxi.

In this prosperous and prosperous Duyou City, it is not too conspicuous.

However, Zhao Rong knew that in fact, the most important "wealth" of the Zhao family in Dachu was not the ones mentioned above.

It was the little girl who was secretly squeezing him beside him at this time, and Qingjun who was taking a bath in the boudoir.