The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

But she was also afraid that Jiulang would be embarrassed outside.

She called Jiulang's entourage and warned her carefully: "Don't let Mr. Lang make a fool of himself. Ask him to speak as little as possible. If you can speak for him, speak for him. Don't embarrass him. Do you hear me clearly?"

She saw that Kuro didn't leave.

When Jiulang and his entourage were going out, they knocked down Gao Zongren and that little bitch.

The little bitch born in the concubine is the same age as Jiuro, but he is half a head taller than Jiuro and has an extraordinary appearance.

Gao Zongren held the horse's hand, and the little bitch lowered his head and carried the article for him.

The sentences were fluent and the voice was full of emotion, which made Gao Zongren smile with joy.

What an amazing thing.

Not only can he memorize a few words, but he was not born in his own belly. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a bitch.

But why doesn't Kuro seem to think so?

Jiuro walked over, his eyes were cautious and he kept his head down in front of the bitch.

Straighten your back, you are the legitimate son-in-law.

Jiulang saluted Gao Zongren and said: "Ah, ah, ah..."

He could never pronounce the word "yeah".

Gao Zongren still had a smile on his face at first, but then he waved his hand impatiently: "If you're like this, why don't you go out less? Why are you so old that you can't even call your own father? What will you do in the future?"

Why can't he bark?

When he was little, he liked to call him Aye Aye, but how many times did you respond?

Zhao was so angry that she wanted to have a big quarrel with Gao Zongren.

That little bitch said it nicely: "Kuroro should go out more and make more friends, and maybe he will become more and more fluent in speaking."

Gao Zongren sneered: "He? I was able to get a wife because I am the Marquis, so I was born into the Marquis's house. I can't even say it in one sentence. Women from aristocratic families don't even think about it. Just find a maid to be your wife." never mind."

"This bastard!" Mrs. Zhao stepped forward to argue with Gao Zongren: "Why does my son want to find a maid? A little bitch can marry a girl from a noble family."

Mrs. Zhao was really angry because she knew that Gao Zongren was already engaged to a little bitch, and it was obviously the Cui woman she contacted first, but that concubine found out about it.

Then Gao Zongren came to her and said: "Jiulang is like that. He can't even hit a fart with a stick. How unlucky must Cui's daughter be to follow him? Isn't Balang your son? Don't be too much. I'm biased, I think this marriage is just right for Hachiro."

So the daughter-in-law whom she favored was cut off by a man and his concubine.

Why did her son marry a maid?

However, Ms. Zhao found that no matter how she scolded him, Gao Zongren would not reply, and no one around him seemed to see her.

Jiulang was scolded like a quail. After Gao Zongren and the little bitch left, Jiulang wiped his eyes with his sleeves and then got into the carriage.

That's right, why are you crying? You are a legitimate son, what are you afraid of?

Then I went out to find a young lady to show them. She must be better than the girl from the Cui family.

Zhao discovered that Jiulang first came to an escort agency in Nancheng. There was a martial arts training ground in the escort agency, and a tall and thick man taught Jiulang archery.

The man's archery skills were very accurate and he seemed to care about Kuro. Kuro spoke much more fluently when he was with him.

Zhao was very angry, "Jiulang, what are you doing? How could a young man like you come to such a low-class place?"

"And this escort, how can such a low-level person be your master?"

"You want to learn poetry and songs. You learned so much when you were a child. You are much better than a bitch. What's so great about a concubine who knows poetry? You, a young man, must be better than a concubine. What archery should you learn? What should you learn? What?"

Zhao grabbed Wulang's bow and arrow and threw it to the ground.

She remembered that she had ordered Wu Lang not to learn bow and arrow before. Why was Wu Lang disobedient?

Do you know how much effort you put into cultivating him?

He spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher in the world, and found so many masters to teach him poetry, lyrics, and poetry, but he had to learn this for himself.

"Archery, archery! What's there to learn?" Mrs. Zhao was furious: "You don't like it, but you like it and know how to recite poems."

Zhao shouted.

I don’t know if Wulang heard her shouting or what the servant said. Wulang reluctantly left the escort agency and took a car to the moat.

It is the beginning of spring, and there is an endless stream of people going out for fun.

Mrs. Zhao saw many expensive screens on the shore, where children from aristocratic families were having picnics.

Jiuro stood on the shore and watched, with no desire to join.

Mrs. Zhao was anxious.

Let him make friends and show his talents, not just stand here and look at the sky. Why is this child so disobedient?

They have a big family and a big business, so they spend money even if it's a big deal. Don't they still know how to spend money?

"Kiuro, are you alone? Why don't you go over and play with everyone?" A pretty little lady walked up to Jiu Lang.

Mrs. Zhao took a look and found that the maid was from the Xiao family, but she looked unfamiliar. I'm afraid not many people knew her.

Xiao Wen's mother should have asked her to pick up Jiulang, but she was afraid that others would gossip.

Mrs. Zhao had tears in her eyes: "Jiulang, Wen Niang is a good person. She often comes to see you. Mom also knows that you like Wen Niang. You play with Wen Niang. Although the Xiao family is not aristocratic, the emperor values ​​​​it. She is not as well-known as Cui's daughter, but her father is the prime minister under one person. If Wen Niang calls you, just go. Wen Niang is better..."

With longing and joy in his eyes, Jiulang and his maid boarded a boat.

After getting on the boat, Xiao Wen's mother was wearing a gauze face and holding braids in her hands. She looked at Jiulang with a charming face and asked: "Jiulang, do you like me?"

Jiulang was so embarrassed that he was hesitant and speechless.

Xiao Wenniang took another step forward, put her hand on Jiulang's chest, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Jiulang, I heard that you are good at poetry. In fact, I also like literati. As long as you can stand on the top of the city and recite a poem, I will marry you." you."

There were two young men from aristocratic families nearby who were making noises: "Jiulang, Mother Wen wants you to marry me. Are you not giving me face?"

"Jiulang, promise her, you can't even do such a small thing?" Zhao's desire to win was aroused.

Jiuro's face was indeed not happy, but pale.

Zhao cursed in her heart, how could she be such a waste?

Xiao Wenniang asked the boatman to dock by the city wall, and she pulled Jiulang up the city wall.

They stood at the highest point, and many people from below came in.

Xiao Wenniang hid behind the pile and asked Jiulang to stand in front of others. She said, "Jiulang, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. You can sing."

Jiuro was like a little lamb forced to go to war, his eyes were frightened and innocent, and he covered his face with his hands and just wanted to go downstairs.

The two dandies were holding him behind the pile.

The people below were talking one after another: "What's going on? Whose young man is this?"

"I want to pursue someone else's young lady. I say I can compose poems, but when I get to the real chapter, I want to run away." The young men on the flower boat below shouted with disgust.